The Tragic Strike

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Three Thousand Years Ago to end the Holy War the mage Gowther used a forbidden Spell it altered the memories of one particular man along with any memories relating to that man now 3,000 years later the spell has finally been broken and all of the fabricated memories have collapsed and that man who Gowther cast it on was none other than

King: What is this? Why does Estarossa have wings

Gow: Estarossa of the Demon Race never existed

King: Gowther?

Gow: This is his true appearance

Mael: What is this who am I? why can't I

Gow: one of the Four Archangels Mael

This is a tale of ancient times an era before the human and non-human worlds were forever divided into a second Holy War in a battle over the fate of all of Britannia and not even the gods could determine what was to come even so the conflict rages on there are those who fight to destroy the evil rule and protect the future of those they hold dear these warriors are known as the chosen heroes they are the Seven Deadly Sins

Sar: No way

Tar: Your Mael?

Mael: Was I having a nightmare

Flashback

Tar: You look like LUdociel now

Sar: Copying his hairstyle isn't going to make you any braver besides yours is curly

O/n: Don't pick on him

Sar: I was just saying

Eliz: I think it suits him quite well

Mael then slays demons

Ludo: As I would expect of my younger brother

Mael: One day if I work hard will I be as strong as you?

ludo: I guarantee it I do not doubt that you'll surpass me

Inside Mael's head

Mael: It was brother who taught me killing Demons is not a sin and that I was carrying justice saving a soul trapped in an impure cage that virtue passed down to me is why I killed countless demons and before I knew it I grew to be feared as known as "Angel of Death" the strongest of the Four Archangels I could tell how proud brother was of me and brought me joy and yet, you Elizabeth you took no notice of me and instead chose Meliodas of the impure Demon Clan I cannot express to you how excruciating it was for me- What is this? My name is Estarossa- what am I saying?- Yes I am what a hideous sight this is at least I've killed you Mael of the Four Archangels thank you, father

he lost the Angelic eyes And notices his long hair

Mael: What's with the long hair?

He ripped it so that it resembles Meliodas and then his wings

DK: You've done well Estarossa I've always believed you to be my idiotic son but I shall grant you a reward

Esta: Father...could that be the Commandment of Love the one brother left behind

Estarossa then absorbed it and then created clothes and wings through Darkness

Esta: This is my new power

Mael: This is a nightmare it can't be real

Outside

Mael: It is this is not a bad dream... I still feel the sensation of slaughtering my brethren how it felt to burn each one of those innocent people who did this? Who would do such an awful thing?

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