Demon of the Tower

On a small hill, a wooden Hut stands, inside a room where, a light gray haired old lady laid her back on the old, but still sturdy bed.

her name, is Elizabeth. She have now regained all her past incarnations memories, along with the Unending Love and passion for Meliodas, on her Deathbed.

She watches Meliodas with her aged eyes, blurry but still able to percieve people near her, holds her hand below his. she use her thumb to caress it gently, knowing her end is near.

Meliodas watches his elizabeth look's sad become Determined look. "Elizabeth... I know, its hard to bear it, but we cant give up... Soon, I will find a way to break this curse... I promise. know that no matter what happens, I will love you forever. So for now... Rest." he said lovingly, unkowingly shedding tears.

But this only made him more determined, he vowed to do everything just to break the curse inflicted to them both by the Goddess clan's Ruler and Demon clan's Demon King.

she looks at him in gratitude and love, slowly her eyes lost its light, as she shut them down. on her final breath, she whispers, "Goodnight, meliodas... And thank you."

wiping his tears with his free hand, he quietly sat to the side of his beloved. he stayed on the hill for a while, to mourn her death and to give her a proper burial.

after her burial, he decides to abandon his demon part completly. But to do that, he will be sealing his combat power that he gained from being a demon.

But doing so, he will once again start from scratch, and so he studied sealing magic from the books he found during his journey.

As he created the seal, he make it look like a dragon eating its tail, colored black on his left shoulder. while doing so, random thoughts ran through his mind. 'Hmmm... Maybe I should try opening up a pub?'

after he created one and imprinted it to himself. He trained to strengthen his now weak body, days turned to weeks, weeks to months, and months to a year. at the end he upped his sealed body's 34 BP to 3, 567 BP.

knowing its finally time to depart, he gathered his things and left the hut he built for elizabeth.

walking down the bumpy trail, he stopped and turned his head to look at the hut one last time. a few moments later, he closed his eyes and recounting his days with elizabeth, causing him to smile.

finally, he departed.

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years flew by as he journeyed the lands, now laying in a vast grassland.

all those years only served to strengthen his wish to be free with elizabeth, and right now, its reaching its peak.

while this is happening, his tired mind gave in to the sweet embrace of sleep.

as he sleeps, a giant double door appeared in the grass he lays on and opened... a big white hand reaching out to him.

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