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⚠️MENTIONS OF SUICIDE⚠️

If this is a sensitive subject, do not read! I also wanna say that I am not trying to push my beliefs onto anyone with what I typed up in this chapter! Besides that, I hope you all enjoy! Love you all!!!
~✨Celestial✨~
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Exiting the tomb with their new companion, the boys found themselves enveloped in darkness. The moon loomed overhead, casting an eerie glow upon them as they halted in their tracks at the sound of a familiar wail. Noctis summoned his engine blade, but (Y/n) placed her hand on his and forced him to lower his weapon. "No need for that."

Curious, the prince dispelled his blade as the Iron Giant walked towards them while dragging its heavy blade across the ground. Gladio was the only one who wasn't going to risk the daemon from trapping them. "You're out of your damn mind if you think it'll just ignore us."

The (e/c)-eyed girl smirked at the shield. "Trust me. It will." She crossed her arms and directed her gaze to the incoming daemon. The Iron Giant took a few more steps before it froze in its tracks, shocking everyone except Death. When (Y/n) took a step forward, the daemon backed away as if it were frightened by her presence. She turned and faced the boys with an innocent but frightening smile. "Where to, gentlemen?"

"Are we seriously not gonna discuss what just happened?!" Prompto wailed, pointing to the retreating Iron Giant.

"We can chat while we walk."

Noctis led the way to the Regalia as (Y/n) walked beside him. As they waltzed to the car, every daemon that set their sights on them immediately turned away and kept their distance. The raven-haired boy glanced at the shorter girl next to him. "What's going on here?"

"The daemons that plague your world fear the presence of those from the Inner Sanctum. They even avoid the monsters from my domain. No daemons will attack as long as I'm around," (Y/n) explained, sparing a glance towards the prince.

"Talk about a much needed break from daemon attacks," the boy sighed contently at the revelation.

Prompto sauntered over and walked beside (Y/n) when he heard about why daemons weren't attacking them. "I'll say! Now we don't have to worry about daemons as long as (Y/n)'s around!"

"Indeed. Quite an intriguing revelation," Ignis commented.

"So much for the extra training," Gladio scoffed, but he didn't mind one bit if it would keep them safe from random encounters at night.

Once they reached the car, (Y/n) slid in the backseat and into the middle with Noctis and Gladio on either side. Even though she was smaller than both boys, it was still cramped. "Y'know, I do have a steed and could simply follow from behind."

"Nah, don't worry 'bout it. It's easier if we all ride together," Noctis explained.

"Even though I'm a complete stranger?" (Y/n) raised a brow, glancing at the boy to her left.

"I seriously doubt you're gonna stab us to death in the car," he chuckled with a small smile.

"Like I would stab the next King of Lucis."

"How much do you know?"

(Y/n) nodded sadly, her (e/c) eyes casted downward. "I know about the Crown City. I heard of the fall a few days after the incident. I'm sorry for your lost. Regis was an honorable King and father."

The boy didn't respond as Ignis started the engine and drove away from the abandoned tomb. His thoughts immediately went to the memories of his father and narrowed his eyes, feeling the same pain as the day he lost him. (Y/n) saw the expression on Noctis' face and bit her bottom lip. She felt remorse for what she said, but she knew her apology would only be met with silence. She leaned back in her seat, watching the stars above as the car sped down the road.

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Once the five arrived at Wiz Chocobo Post, they rented the caravan and entered the small, temporary abode. When Noctis realized (Y/n) didn't follow them inside, he exited the warmth of the caravan and searched for the girl. "(Y/n)?" Looking around, he called her name gently. Receiving no response, the raven-haired boy walked around the outpost until he spotted Death by a Chocobo pen. The luminosity of the lamps above casted down, bouncing off (Y/n)'s sable locks.

Taking a closer look, Noctis saw she was petting a Chocobo that was nuzzling its cheek against hers. A smile graced her features as she stroked the bird's yellow plumage. He was surprised to see the Chocobo wasn't frightened as the daemons were of her presence. Noctis walked over to (Y/n) and called out to her. "What're you doin' out here?"

"I don't think the caravan is big enough for five people," Death said, not tearing her eyes off the Chocobo and continuing to thread her fingers through its feathers. The bird chirped softly as it closed its eyes and leaned further into (Y/n)'s touch.

Noctis leaned against the vacant pen beside the occupied one, crossing his arms as he admired the sight before him. "There's plenty of space for a fifth person." The young boy couldn't help but wonder as to why Death didn't scare the Chocobo.

(Y/n) saw the look in Noctis' sapphire eyes. She giggled lightly and knew the question that was buzzing through his head. "I may be "Death", but I do cherish life. I only scare those who are a threat to the living. Morosely, the monsters from the Inner Sanctum have built a tolerance of the Horsemen's auras and no longer fear me or my sisters."

"These "Wendigos"... what do they look like?" Ever since hearing the strange creatures' name from (Y/n), Noctis tried to imagine what they looked like. Unfortunately, he couldn't picture them no matter how hard he tried.

"They're monsters with gleaming red eyes, antlers, and decaying bodies. You'd smell them before seeing them. It's a horrid odor that makes your eyes water."

Noctis imagined a rather tall and lanky figure with antlers but refused to conjure what the scent smelt like. It was a creepy image and he quickly pushed it aside. "Really don't wanna stumble upon them."

"I want the opposite. That way, your people will be safe. If we do encounter them, I will fight alone."

Noctis' eyes widened a fraction at (Y/n)'s words. "You can't be serious. You really think we're gonna let you face those things on your own?"

Death released her hold on the Chocobo and clasped her hands together. "Yes, I do." Hearing her monotone response, Noctis couldn't rebuttal. He scratched the back of his neck, pulling his azure gaze away from her (e/c) one.

The cold air whipped around the two as silence filled the space between them. A few black strands fell in front of (Y/n)'s face as the wind picked up. A shiver shot down Noctis' spine, causing goosebumps to sprout on his arms. "Damn, it's cold out here." He rubbed his arms, creating friction and hoping the small amount of warmth would ward off the cold. Taking note of (Y/n)'s appearance, he saw she was fine. "Aren't you cold?"

The Horseman placed a hand over her heart. "Who? Me? I'm Death. I'm as cold as anyone could get. This chilly weather doesn't bother me one bit."

Reaching out towards her, Noctis placed a hand on her naked shoulder. He had touched her earlier, but he wasn't paying attention to the temperature or feel of her skin. When his hand made contact with her skin, it was cold to the touch. "Damn, you're freezing."

Death snickered as she messed with a strand of her hair. "Surprised you didn't notice when you poked me earlier." (Y/n) poked Noctis' cheek, who didn't seem to mind.

"Yeah, well, I had something else in mind," he said.

(Y/n) stopped poking the prince's cheek and smiled. "Let's go inside. You'll catch a cold if we stay out here too long." Noctis nodded and followed a few paces behind Death as they headed to the caravan.

Inside the small abode, Prompto was sprawled out across the sofa playing on his phone and Ignis was sitting at the table. Gladio was laying down on the bed, reading a book while Noctis and (Y/n) decided to sit across from the tactician. As they sat down, the Horseman placed her hand out with her palm upwards. In the blink of an eye, something appeared in her hand.

"What's that?" Noctis inquired.

"It's a summoning orb. My sisters and I usually keep them in the Inner Sanctum, but we brought them to Eos for safekeeping. While it does as the name states, it also enhances my powers in this world. It also will grant the holder to control Death. That is why I am giving it to you." (Y/n) places the orb in Noctis' hand, shocking the prince as he watched the strange object glow with a warm aura.

"You really trust me with this?" The boy examined the orb closely as he questioned the Horseman.

(Y/n) nodded, placing both her hands on the table and intertwining her fingers. "Yes. I believe it will be safe in your hands."

Before Noctis responded, a loud and obnoxious yawn escaped Prompto. The blonde adjusted his body and sighed. He spotted (Y/n) sitting beside Noctis and one question popped into mind. "Where's (Y/n) gonna sleep?"

"Oh," (Y/n) said. "Don't worry about me. I don't require sleep."

"Seriously?" The young boy gasped.

Death leaned back in her seat with a small nod. "There's no need for you to make space for me to sleep. I used to be human and I no longer require the same necessities."

"Wait, you said the Four Horsemen were souls pulled from the four corners of Hell. How'd you end up there?" Noctis asked.

"I did something unforgivable in the eyes of the Astrals, resulting in my soul being delivered to Aeshema. The Daemon King rules over Hell and I just happened to be one of the souls he chose to watch over the Inner Sanctum."

"What was so unforgivable that your soul was sent to to the Daemon King?" Gladio asked as he overheard the conversation.

(Y/n) inhaled deeply before exhaling with a heavy sigh. "I committed suicide when I was nineteen."

Noctis nearly dropped the sable orb at hearing the reason behind her soul being handed to Aeshema. Prompto gasped while Gladio's and Ignis' eyes widened in shock. No once could believe what they just heard and stared at (Y/n). The girl frowned, realizing how she dampened the mood. She quickly excused herself and left the caravan. Noctis went to follow her, but Ignis stopped him. "Leave her be, Noct."

The boy sat back down and slid the orb into his pocket. Prompto was now sitting up on the couch with his eyes glued to the door. His sapphire eyes were brimming with melancholy as he replayed (Y/n)'s word in his head. "What would lead her to suicide?"

Gladio closed his book and sat up on the edge of the bed. "Who knows? Just don't pry, alright?"

"Yes. Such an answer should not be coerced," Ignis added.

"Yeah, I know. But, (Y/n) seems kind and sweet. Maybe she'll tell us eventually," Prompto said with a light shrug.

Noctis nodded in agreement. "Like Specs said-we shouldn't force her to tell us the reason why."

"For now, we must rest." Ignis moves from the table to the bed, where he and Gladio would sleep for the night. Prompto and Noctis claimed the pull-out couch and grabbed a few blankets before heading to sleep. As the blonde snores lightly beside Noctis, the prince kept glancing towards the door. His mind was running through all that happened today and finally was able to fall asleep a few minutes after his head hit the pillow.