The wind has finally ceased. The Souls, including myself, were spiraling for what felt like days. Perhaps it was days to us or possibly minutes. Time is only an illusion when we entered the Abyss. I could have possibly died years past or just a minute ago. I still can't recall how I'm here. I know I'm dead, but something doesn't make sense. It feels as though I'm not supposed to be here. Like, I can't be here. Even if I were to try I would only fail in the process. Nothing is adding up.

Remember. I must continue to remember.

I pulled myself up, still dazed after spinning for so long, and continued forward into remembering my memories. I recall Hades, my first love. His heart started to beat the same time as mine did but we were never together as lovers. Hades left for some time afterward, I believe to go speak to the woman, Seraphina, of finding a way to save me. I remember that memory now. At first, Seraphina was against the idea due to me defying the Gods wishes. But after Hades explained how he felt, and now holding a beating heart, she changed her mind. Seraphina sealed Zelroath in order for me to be hidden by the Gods. I remember it so vividly now...

I was still a clay model until Hades entered the room in disarray. He was winded and disheveled until he caressed my cheek. "My sweet child, I have done a heinous crime against my creators. All for love and hope that what I feel is true. I must protect you. You will have the life you cling for so dearly." He knew what I actually wanted. The desire to be with the man I love, and to have a family of my own. Hades knew I never wanted to become the reincarnation of the Dark One. I was going to live in a home of light and joy. I was no longer going to be made of clay, but flesh once and for all. Hades picked me up, blessed me with the tongue the Gods speak, and I shifted from my clay figure into the anatomy of a human baby. It took me a moment to realize I had to breathe that I gasped for air. There was a new sensation around me that I began to bawl whilst waving my clenched hands around searching for Hades. He picked me up with gentle hands and kissed my forehead. "You will be saved." He promised soon running out of the room that changes with me now wrapped in a blanket to keep me warm.

That's when I left the home of the Gods. They had their attention between the battle of Seraphina and Zelroath and soon panicked due to the sealing of the first Dark One. That's wasn't their plan, it wasn't going accordingly. Hades faked me being erased because of Zelroath being sealed. I was a human baby with the soul of the Light Goddess and my Dark One Soul also being sealed as well. The Gods were perplexed of what made Seraphina do such a thing. Why would Lady Seraphina sacrifice her own existence just to seal away the Dark One? It didn't make sense to the Gods. Meanwhile, Hades put me in a wicker basket still wrapped in the blanket I was given. The Bringer was standing before two large doors that were part of a mansion. One last time he glanced down at me, those sweet lavender eyes, and placed a kiss on my forehead. "I hope they never tell you the truth. You will hold the same appearance of your adopted mother and father that way you never question your place in this world. You belong in EarthLand as Lucy Heartfilia. That is what they will name you. My dear Lucy, please be happy and know I will forever watch over you. You have given my heart a pulse, so in return, I shall protect you and everything that holds dear to you. Be safe, my Love."

That was the last time I saw Hades.

My heart hurts again. I don't know why but thinking of Hades brings me incredible pain to me. It feels wrong to love him in such a way that I do. How could I have forgotten? I had a Soulmate on EarthLand, but what was his name? I can only recall the color pink. No, it's salmon. Why do I keep thinking of the color salmon? What is the name of my family? What is his name?! My head is going to explode without remembering the names! What are the names!? My first family was the Heartfilias because that was my last name. There was something permanent that was given to me when I was welcomed to my second family. It looked like a scar of some kind if I think hard about it. No, it wasn't a scar. They didn't burn it on me so it couldn't be a scar. It was pink, just like his hair. Whose hair was pink? Why did he keep saying salmon?

The scar. What was the scar?

No! Not a scar, but a tattoo. An insignia! It wasn't a blood-related family, it was a Guild! That was my second family; it was a Guild with all kinds of people! They're too many faces to remember, all except pink sticks out to me. Pink, pink, pink! Who would ever have such an oddity set of hair like that? He was an oddball, but he was kind. He cared about me I know he did. The name, what was the name?

I can't remember the name.

Then think of the guild name. What was the insignia and where was it? If I can remember then maybe I still have it on me. It was pink, just like his hair. Was it on my shoulders? No, because then no one would be able to really see it. Wait I didn't care if anyone saw it. It was me that always wanted to see the insignia. I was proud that have the insignia that I wanted to keep it within eyesight. What did I always see? I see my arms, my face, and perhaps my feet? I didn't have a face tattoo I'm sure of that. If I put it on my feet then I'd only see it if I were wearing no shoes. My arms! It must've been my arms! Not my shoulders or forearms, it was on my hand! The insignia is on my hand!

I glanced down, only to find nothing. My hands were translucent, as well as my arms as I trailed up. Perhaps when you die you forget every ink work you ever had. Without the insignia how am I to remember the name? I decided to go further in my memories. Back to when I lived with my adopted parents. Layla died, and Jude became a workaholic to the point I didn't see him anymore. I left the mansion one night to go find him. I must've been eight, perhaps nine when I searched for him. The carriage I was riding alone in suddenly was going fast and I thought I was going to die. Until the unknown woman saved me. She was a mage and risked herself to stop my careless action to save me. After the commotion, one of the maids found me and was escorting me, not until I saw the Guild. I asked her what that place was and she told me. She said...something.

Why can't I remember?!

I stopped walking and crouched to the blackened ground. My memories were not helping me at all. I can remember Hades so well yet I can't remember Fairy Tail!

Wait...

Fairy Tail. It was Fairy Tail!

I looked back down to my hand, and there I saw it. The insignia, appearing out of thin air, was on my right hand. The Fairy showing its long tail with wings just above it. I remember my second family: Fairy Tail. There was no time for celebrating because another powerful gust of wind picked me along with the other thousand souls back up. Back to flying in circles and being thrown around like a doll, but I felt fine. I remember my family. I finally remembered Fairy Tail...

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