⇢ 𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗡 i first saw you again, i instanrly remembered the 106 times you died in front of me. the memories repeated over and over within my head. yet, sure enough, when i had dragged myself out of the guilt that consumed me. you were still there...
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♥︎ - "promise me.. just promise me you won't fly again." -
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__ prepare for a long chapter... legitimately, 7537 words. __ - no one's pov -
meliodas, ban and king split up with the two girls. they go into the village that is expected to have diane's sacred treasure within it. "step right up! get your swords from a skilled blacksmith!"
"this fine specimen was found in the tomb of a king!"
"captain, do we have to look through al of this stuff?" ban groans as he shoved his hands in his pockets.
"you're really wearing an apron." king looks over at him.
"let's go find an arms vendor." meliodas tells ban and king.
"looking for something, son?" a new voice calls out to meliodas as his gaze reaches a old drunk male. "or are you planning on being part of the festival?"
"nah, were tryna look for a weapon. a really big hammer. we heard there might be one at this market." meliodas answers the man.
"oh, well that's easy enough." the old man says as he plays with his gray and outgrown mustache. "right there, behind that rock."
