3,000 years ago, Y/N, princess of the Demon race had betrayed her own along with her older brother Meliodas, prince of the Demon race and started a Holy War. Although there was nothing Holy about it. Bloodshed was everywhere, and many were lost.
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This is what I imagine Y/N is currently wearing. The artwork belongs to Daa29
Y/E/C = Your eye colour
"Gloxinia...?"
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Y/N's POV
Almost as if all the air were sucked from my lungs as I stared at the Fairy in front of me. There he was, the Fairy I loved so much, standing in front of me.
"Hey there," he said with an ever-so-calm voice that I remember so well. "Looks like I finally found you." he laughed. "You're not a very good hider, are you?"
I tilted my head in confusion at this. What does he mean by Found me and not a very good hider? "What do you mean, Gloxinia?" I asked him, his name sounding sweet as I remember, rolling off my tongue.
Gloxinia looked at me as if I had said something wrong. "Gloxinia, why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong?"
"Did you hit your head?" he asked worriedly. "You agreed to a game of hide n' seek with me before me, Drole, and your brother head out on patrol, don't you remember?"
I let out a nervous laugh. "S-Sorry, guess I must've forgotten."
"And you also must've forgotten my skills in playing hide n' seek because you were quite easy to find," a soft laugh escaped him. "Come on, let's go find the others who are still hiding; they can't be that hard to find," he said, extending his hand out to me.
Why did Jenna send me back 3,000 years ago?
"Yeah, they can't be that hard to find, can they?" I smiled at him, reaching for his extended hand.
Almost as if all the air were taken from my lungs, I reached for his extended hand. To me, this was like a dream. The Fairy in front of me was real. This was real. Everything around me was real. And I couldn't be happier.
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My hand instantly dropped, Gloxinia's hand disappearing before me.
I was on the ground, my entire body aching. Everything around me was dark. Too dark for my liking. The smell of blood hit my nose, and then I realized where I was.
The Fairy King's Forest or better known as The Light of Grace...
"You take your hands off my sister!"
I slowly opened my eyes only to realize that I could see through one of them, which means this is probably...
The eye I could see with glanced over to where the commotion was coming from and was met with an angry Gloxinia and a Human holding an injured Fairy.
Wait, a Human holding an injured Fairy?
'Wait, it's not what you think." the weak voice of the injured Fairy came out. It sounded like Gerheade's voice.
