(As the title says this will be the last chapter. Though, I can maybe continue it as another book. You can maybe call this season one or somethin. Though the chances of me continuing this story is really really low)
(Though it may be the last chapter. It is up for adoption. You can adopt it if you want. Just please give the credits)
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Bell sat on the racking chair. The chair swayed back and forth while Bell looked at the unconscious body of the two people. His mind was a mess. He established an identity in Libra. Or so that's what he thought. He never had an identity in the first place. A that time where he saw that God, that was when his identity as a normal human being was lost. Just like what Zapp said, he didn't have an identity. He didn't have dislikes nor likes. He didn't have an actual explainable attitude. He was a blank piece of paper.
A piece of paper that's been scattered to more than a thousand pieces. That's who he was. Nothing more, nothing less. Yeah, that day when he got these eyes. Being a normal human was already impossible for him.
He had no purpose in life, he was a robot, only meant for others. He who didn't have an identity, he who had an empty feeling on his chest every second. Every expression didn't pinpoint to what he was feeling. Essentially, his just a fake. A fake human, he copies other humans, smiles at what others smiles at. That was who he was, an empty void of grief.
His Grandpa used to read him stories, but he really liked most of the main characters there, but he felt no connection at all. He didn't want to be hero, or rather it's impossible for him to become a hero. And soon enough this empty feeling will just eat him away to dust.
That was when Alfia woke up, her eyes opened and Bell spoke "You're awake?" He said with a small voice. Alfia looked to see Bell who was sitting on the racking chair. The wind blew through the fields, causing the land's grass to shake and dance with the wind. Alfia smiled
"What was with that execution thing about again?" Alfia giggled. Bell made a scowl.
"Shut up" He pouted and Alfia giggled once more. Bell looked to her once more, and smiled. A beautiful smile. Something in that empty feeling, a piece fell on to it's place. And he felt genuine joy....
Bell looked back to he hut, and there was Zald and Alfia waving heir hands goodbye to him. As he ride on his horse, continuing a journey left unsaid.
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(That's a wrap. A vey short chapter I know, and it's also a cliffhanger. But I'm tying to develop Bell as much as possible. But if you really have ideas for this story, go ahead and do it. And since this is the last chapter, I decided to continue my other stories. PEACE)
Bell Cranel:
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Age: 14
Alias: Watchtower
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The Rabbit's eyes
AventuraBell Cranel's eyes were touch by a god As he arrived at Oratoria he was not accepted into any of the famillia He entered the dungeon without a blessing
