(A/N: normal font is Natsu in first person mostly talking about his bae! It's him describing Gray, whilst they're on a date. And gray is the only person who actually speaks out loud. And Death, as usual, speaks through the italic, he's speaking about Natsu and some other stuff... And I am bold! 😭. So I hope you guys know what's going on! Since one speaks then the other. Separated with a "****" So... I'm doing that only for this chapter. (Maybe next one, dunno) Somethings different, I know. Please tell me if you're confused. XD😊😊)

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Chapter 11
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Rarely people know what being hated truly means. They cannot comprehend such a notion. The feeling of being loathed by all. I personally know the feeling: I am Death. People despise me, also they fear me. Simply due to the fact that I simply must end their lives. Still, I do not understand why I am hated for such a thing. Everything that has a beginning, must have an end. Why don't they understand something so simple? One day I will also cease to exist exactly like how they will also one day stop living. They will be forgotten. They will stop existing.

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His pale, slender fingers were always cold and barely ever had any warmth to them. His polished oval nails, speckless and clean. His palm well defined and smooth. He probably had never done a day of work using his beautiful hands.

I truly loved intertwining my fingers with his own. Warmth streamed through his hand the second we touched. A kindle of light would ignite on his palm. His frozen blood would begin to flame. Fire would dance on his palm lines.

His pale, slender fingers were always warm when I held onto them. I loved his hands the same way I loved him.

"Your hands are warm," he said.

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However Natsu, Mavis' former favourite Angel is what some assume is Satan. Lucifer. Call him what you please. Most people however, call him 'the Devil'.... For reasons that are known by some....

He's the first sinner. The first immortal being who sinned. Who went against Mavis. Who was consumed by jealousy.

That one sin decided his fate.

It decided that he would never have permanent happiness- always temporary. But anguish and sadness would follow him till finally, like all, he stopped existing.

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Blue eyes. (i personally give up wondering what colour grays eyes are. today they're blue)

Deep into the night, a storm was brewing in the heavens. The raging waves would crash into the coast and into the rocks. Destroying all in their path. The sea was taking out its loneliness on everything that stood in its way. The weary moon hung in the bleak sky hidden behind the clouds; it was lonely, it was forgotten due to the mayhem the sea was creating. The clouds would roar with anger as they drowned the sea in its tears.

I would gaze into his blue eyes and see the night, and a storm, and the sea with a crying sky.

I wanted to heal his loneliness, his anger, his self-hatred.

"Don't ever leave me, okay?" He said, pleadingly.

I didn't reply.

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Aeons spent to himself, the young Guardian of Time had enough time to reflect on his one sin. He soon began to realise that he had been in the wrong. However if he committed the same sin at a different time and place, he was certain, the punishment would not be as extreme. And he would not be in Hell, cursing his fate for all eternity.

He used to envision scenarios of what the outcome would of been if he had done one little thing differently. But he could not imagine the happiness he would of felt afterwards. If he stayed with Lisanna. Would he still be in Heaven?

Rarely these days did he regret what he had done. If he had not committed that sin of telling Lisanna to eat the Devils Fruit from the Tree of Time, he would not of met Gray. Heck, Gray wouldn't of even been created.

Why do you think mortals called him the Devil, the name is from the fruit he forced onto Lisanna. Charming isn't it?

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I didn't like music. I personally wasn't the biggest fan. I didn't see what others heard and I didn't hear what others saw. Music was something complex. A mystery that remained a mystery in my mind, and I left it at that.

However, when he spoke I saw pastel violet music notes escape his lips. They floated in the air around him whilst the wind held the bow and struck at the strings. I could see violins playing a soulful sonata when he spoke.

His laugh was deep purple. A more playful tune. The sound danced in the air and drummed in my ears. The memory was tattooed on to my mind. I would never forget his laugh. I would never forget the way my heart would beat in rhythm to his laugh. His deep purple laugh. Such a divine colour.

"Are you even listening to what I'm saying?" He asked, in-between giggles.

I didn't like music... Till I met Gray.

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Does one deserve to be hated due to one simple mistake...? To be punished? Have you not been consumed by jealously. Have you not ever felt any one of the seven sins?

I thought mortals were the ones who came up with the saying- "everyone deserves a second chance."

Such a shame we do not follow the same rule... Once a sinner, always a sinner- In our eyes, us immortals, us Guardians.

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A while back, a miracle happened.

The one whose fate fate I ruined, gave me a visit. Lisanna, the first mortal, appeared in front of me, at the gates of Hell.

Shock stabbed me in the chest as my knees buckled and I fell to the ground. At the time I didn't have a clue what she was doing there.

She was dead. She died long ago. So it made sense that her soul would have left the mortal world. However I didn't understand why she was in Hell, and I didn't understand how I wasn't aware of that fact?

Once I calmed down. We sat down and spoke. I remember I used to love watching her as she spoke. Her face would gain an assortment of facial expressions. It used to fill me up with comfort and tenderness. The sight used to be amusing.

However, that time, it didn't. The whole time I compared her negatively to Gray. She wasn't as beautiful. She didn't make me happy, compared the way she used to. I didn't want to touch her or hold her hand. Her smile wasn't intoxicating. Her laugh, compared to Gray, was like cats scratching a blackboard. She was nothing compared to Gray.

And that thought hurt me.

My Lisanna, I couldn't believe I thought of her in such a way. She was my everything. Now that she wasn't, didn't mean I stopped loving her. I guess I loved Gray more than I ever loved Lisanna. My first love wasn't as phenomenal as my second.

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Only four knew the story, the true story of Chaos and Order. Of Mavis and Zeref. Zeref, Mavis and I...

But that number would increase due to person number four telling someone else...

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She told me of the beginning. She told me about the true nature of Mavis. True nature of Zeref. What they were before and how they became what they are now. Where Zeref resides now- he resides in Mavis' reality. None but Death may go there.

She told me of how that since I was Leader of Chaos, Guardian of Time, Ruler of Hell, that since my titles held such importance, that a simple mistake would destroy all the realities. Unlike Sting and Rogue, Night and Day, even if they were opposite, they were not as powerful. Nothing they did would tip the scales of balance between Chaos and Order. Gray and I... Our love... Could of effected the balance though...

She told me how she knew that because of my position and title, that in due time I would be forbidden from seeing him- from seeing Gray.

Zeref would forbid it-...

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...-And Zeref did forbid it.

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A/N: sorry for not updating in two months. Like I got no excuse for that. Also hope you're not confused. And there's one more chapter left. And then a sad epilogue! 😏😏