AN-I originally wanted it to be a one-shot, but then decided that the second part might be good to add.

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Hope part 2

It was six year later that they met by chance.

But he really wanted to call it fate.

It was amazing how similar she was when he had had first met her. Not only by her appearance, but her shinning, bright personality. The type of radiance that is pure and innocent, even in the ugliness and atrocities of the world.

What's more, she was happy to see him.

The black wizard, Zeref…and tell her that he finally did.

At first she was surprised as they all are. To think this meek looking young man was the great terrible black wizard. The ones parents tell their children to beware of, the nightmare under the bed for naughty children.

But she took it all in stride. Her shocked expression soon melting off only to be replaced by a thankful look, directed at him.

Mavis had said he had kind eyes, that he wasn't capable of the destruction he had caused throughout the ages. It had been so long…..so very long that someone else had looked at him, truly looked at him knowing his identity and said he they were thankful for his existence. it felt...good.

She would never know how those words affected him. How his heart supposedly skipped a beat in happiness. The same heart he thought was long dead.

But that elation didn't last long.

Mavis was cursed…just as he was. And all because he had taught her magic that was forbidden.

She used incomplete magic, and now she was cursed as he was.

At first she didn't believe him when he told her so, denying it with all her heart. But he knew the fate she now walked. The same lonely desolate road that he had walked for countless years.

The curse of Ankhseram.

A curse he would wish on no one, not even his worst enemy…..and now the one person he could somewhat call a friend has been inflicted of this dreaded fate.

Zeref could only seem to blame himself for having taught her such magic…but he is selfish. Because a part of him, a small part that craves the company of another without fear of their death, wants her to accept her fate. A fate that allows her to walk the same lonesome path that he does.

But again she denies it, stating that she would never intentionally hurt or kill others.

Poor innocent Mavis. It is the ones you don't want to kill the most that will leave you. He has learnt that lesson all too well over the long years of his exile.

She then runs, escaping the truth. And he watch her flee as he know the pain of denial, but soon she will learn the harsh truth. The reality of this bitter, ugly world.

The world is unforgiving to sinners. The ones who defy the laws of nature such as he….and now her.

Another year has passed when Zeref chanced upon the same lively bright soul, but she is not the same.

Eyes dull and lifeless, skin pale and sickly, her hair once a lustrous waterfall of gold now lays limply down her back, this is not the woman whom he have grown fond of. No. This is the shadow of the person she once was, and he know immediately that she had accepted her fate.

She is cursed and doomed to walked the earth as a reaper of the living, alone forever more. Just like him now.

He hate himself for thinking such thoughts almost in contentment.

As he has said before, he would not wish this on his worst enemy, but his friend is cursed and all he could think for one moment is that he is not the only one anymore. The only immortal to walk in Earthland. There is another, one that he is familiar with.

Mavis begs for death as he did so many centuries ago, but unfortunately Zeref cannot grant her that wish, a wish he have long sought as well.

He then tells her his plans in a way to sooth her. Of how he created demons meant to kill him. Of building a country, quite like a game. Yes a game. Everything to him now is a simple game. If not….no. emotions get in the way. They destroy, kill.

Yes, everything is a game. Easy, simple. A way to pass the time. A nice game….

Then something snaps.

…..he is tired of passing the time, He want to die! Just as she does. His deadened heart aches with the loss of so much, to see everything important fade away just as time does. His eyes grow weary of watching the world destroy each other time and time again. The ugliness of it all.

Destruction, pain, violence, greed.

It won't stop.

It won't stop!

I want to die.

I want to die!

I WANT TO DIE!

I-the thoughts fade instantly as warm, gentle dainty arms encircle him.

When was the last time someone as held him?

Soothingly, her voice like warm honey guides him from his delirium.

"I'll accept all of you," she says, "even if all the world reject you, I'll be by your side."

This is the first time someone has said something like that to Zeref. The once warm feelings he's had of her are gone, only to be replaced by this burning need for her acceptance, her kindness…..and maybe even love.

"You are not alone," she smiles to him with tears in her eyes. The same eyes that moments ago looked dead now are filled with a determined joy, life brimms in here irises...was it something that he gave her?

Not alone…how long has it been to have someone by his side? He don't remember, but for now it doesn't matter. She accepts him. Accepts all that he has done, this angel…no fairy goddess.

He know he don't deserve her for all the dark deeds of the past, but Zeref can't help it. I crave her presence his mind whispers as he wrap his own arms, at first, around her hesitantly, then embrace her as the only being left on Earthland.

She accepts him.

"Let's find a cure together," she says.

And for once, he can see a sliver of hope he thought was long gone. Zeref smiles and nod shakily.

"Yeah, together."

AN- I didn't finish off with the original ending where they kiss (fangirl squealing) and then Mavis dies. That just sucks, so I'm going to leave it ambiguous. However, I might even write a sequel where Mavis doesn't die from the curse and live a life together with Zeref. I don't know. It's just a though and I don't know how well this short fict will be received.

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