A/N: people people. It is I, Sasu. I would like to explain the whole Natsu referring to himself as awesome. First of: the actual definition of the word awesome back in the day meant something so breath taking that it had to be created by god! The only time the word awesome was used was when it's about god or something god did. It was basically blasphemy if you said "you were awesome" or "man that's awesome". I'm sure in some point of history, some idiot surfer said awesome and used it loads and everyone now says it. Awesome has lost it's original meaning. But when I say 'I'm awesome' as I me sasu. It's pure arrogance. God made me as the most perfect being. Forget Adam. I'm da best. Anyways back to Mister Death!
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Chapter Two
****I have returned young ones. I just arrived after I was reaping the soul of an old lady with blue hair. She had just visited her late husband Gajeels grave and had come home to read a good book. An air of melancholy had surrounded her as she sat quietly. She seemed so dejected and isolated. Alas her time had come. At least now she will be with her loved ones.
Now, my simpletons. I will now explain the other half of the story.
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Gray often wondered why humans wasted time. Did they not realise that they'd have to pay for their wasted time. Hell awaited those ignorant fools.
When Gray was born, from freshly fallen snow. Mavis brought him up to heaven and instantly named him Lord of Order. At the time he hadn't an idea what Order meant. He was naive and young. So he, like the rest, did what came to mind. He wasted time...
The Angels hated and looked down upon him him for two reasons. He was a idiotic cretin. An imbecile. He was definitely was not the sharpest knife back then. The second being he was a Demon. Demons belonged in Hell with Chaos. He thought the latter of the reasons just gave them more of a reason to loathe him. He was sure that there was third reason and it was being Lord of Order. A Demon made from the essence of Darkness did not deserve the title. Yet he heard that The Lord of Chaos was made of light however there he was, in hell. He was obviously an unfortunate fellow.
Gray often heard tales and fables about love. The concept and idea of love was something beyond his understanding. Yet he was ever so curious about it. Love intrigued him. Gray could not fathom the mysteries to the perplexing problem.
Nevertheless he desired to experience this emotion. Mavis had only told him so much about it. He heard that the first person to fall in love was his fellow Guardian of Time. In spite of that, he was also the first ever to experience what a broken heart is.
How ironic.
Gray sat at the feet of Mavis throne as he played around with the metal bar that stuck out. Mavis had been saying she would fix it for centuries now. Gray wrapped his fingers around the pole and ripped it from the throne. He threw away from him, probably few miles east. He wasn't the best thrower.
He pushed himself up and trudged down to the meadows in heaven.
The meadow was rich with exotic flowers and plants of all kind. Blue. Purple. Green. All colours of the rainbow screamed out in arrogance. They wanted to be seen. Each colour and flower wanted to be noticed. To be stared at in awe. The earth was lustrous with green grass and trees sprouted out with branches that were delicate arms beckoning one to stay for eternity. Small wildlife were clustered around, frolicking and prancing around with bliss.
Gray strolled towards a glittering lake. The light reflected from it, blinded him. It was a beautiful lake. He squatted down and dug his hand into the water only to bring it back up and take a sip.
He glanced upwards towards the sky. Illuminating beings formed of pure light forced him to squint from the sheer brightness. Angels. He always wondered why none, not even one, ever liked him.
He sighed as he carried on his stroll, alone through heaven. He felt completely and utterly ostracised.
Mavis had told him that morning that he was due for a meeting with his fellow Guardian of Time. He had never met him and was curious to know what he was like. He got kicked out of heaven. That was enough to make him wonder. The first perfect being created by Mavis...
He had to wait patiently and see. Till they meet in the Gardens of Fairytail.
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• guardians of time: gratsu •
FanfictionTime is precious. Those who waste their time, suffer after life after I take their souls. Those who use the time given to them correctly and wisely, are rewarded. However after I claim a mortal's soul as my own, it's too late to change. Therefore...