"Why is he leaving?" I ask, almost everyone turning to face my figure, leaning on the doorway. "Well, that's simple. It's because the dead are coming back to life? Isn't that right... Meliodas?" I smirk, the words rolling right off my tongue. Immediately, he whirls around, his emerald orbs locking onto my amber ones, widening as he recognizes my pale figure. "Gen...Genesia?!" If you enjoy this please follow and check out my other works! It really does mean a lot!