Unlimited Melizabeth Works

The letter U is for... the word "Unreal".

―No matter how many times and over he met Elizabeth, no matter how her personality and appearance were different, Meliodas always managed to recognize her with the single act of their gazes crossing each other, his emerald-colored eyes searching into her sapphire ones, and the familiar thump he feel through his body which only react to her presence.

Yes, no matter how different she looked and acted from the one in his memories, he would always be able to find her again through the same eyes they all shared. Yet as if fate wanted to be ironic, or cruel to him, something like this must have happened to the 105th reincarnation that he met...

He was walking through town to town in the world of Britannia, traveling from kingdom to kingdom. He just lost another Elizabeth through a former war that now came to peace, yet the sacrifice of it for him was once again his beloved, he often found it unfair about how he was the only one between the two to have survived due to his curse, of course Elizabeth would keep on reincarnating but it doesn't change the fact that she would die before that.

And then one more decade passed after this accident, Meliodas is now looking for where the next reincarnation of Elizabeth could be though it doesn't help him about how she seems to pop out of nowhere and meet him in the way and time he expect the least, yet he would be sure that he would recognize her the instant he met her.

Now he is in Camelot, trying to find another job to pass the time and gains the money to keep on traveling. He tried many things these last years; being a mercenary, a hunter, a knight... he even heard that Danafor is in lack of Holy Knights and seems to be searching for new ones, maybe he should try his chance over there? But he needs to search for Elizabeth too...

Hm... Firstly, he would search for Elizabeth in this place and if he doesn't find her here, he would head towards Danafor next.

"―"

'...Hm? That sound is...' Something perked up Meliodas' attention as he turned his head around the source of where it seemed to be coming from, it was a voice or to be more precise a singing voice humming a hymn(?), from what he could heard it was a rather high-pitched feminine voice so probably a girl of young age.

Despite this the unfamiliar song was soft and had a melodious ring to it which seemed strangely familiar, however Meliodas couldn't remember wherever he had heard such a voice in the past...

'Maybe should I go check on it...?' Feeling strangely curious about who was the owner of the voice, Meliodas walked to the opposite direction of the one he was originally directing himself into.

He kept on walking and looked around him, there were some buildings in ruins, surely the aftermath of the previous war that had yet to be repaired, because of that some unfortunate people were poor compared to the luckier ones who were away from the blast. Then in the middle of the place, as if the song was calling out to him, Meliodas found it―

"..."

There was a single girl sitting on her knees, her age seemed to be around 10 years old, Meliodas thought. She had mid-length blonde hair similar to his own in color but paler dropping onto her shoulder blades, yet her hair was cut in an... how to say... clumsy manner (her strands weren't of even length, he must state though he shouldn't be one who should talk with his messy hair that can never be fixed no matter how much he try to comb it, but he still felt sorry for the girl about whoever ended up to cut her hair like that.

Her clothes seemed to be kinda ragged too and covered in patches of dirt, Meliodas had no trouble analyzing that she belonged to the part of the population that lived in poverty. But what caught the most attention was the fact that she was wearing a kind of blindfold covering her eyes akin to bandages. She was surely here to beg for some money.