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So, it's true. Death isn't permanent here.

[ He's not sure whether he should be happy or upset about this... on one hand, his magic can't cause any permanent harm to others. On the other, he will never die. He's right back to square one, in that sense. ]

I guess I don't have a reason to hide who I am, anymore. In my world, I was responsible for terrible things. Things that, when I arrived here, thought might have lead to my world being destroyed, before learning the truth.

I owe a lot of answers to the people of my world. I'll be waiting in the fourth floor lounge.

- Zeref

✒ action, floor four

[ And sure enough, there he is. He's sitting cross-legged in one of the chairs, staring out at the clouds outside. His magic feels under control, for the moment. Feel free to approach. ]

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[deathsought]

[ Zeref takes a deep breath. He's fully aware how many of his demons survived into the future, and continued to wreak havoc well into the future. He couldn't exactly call them off all the way from Tenrou Island, which was maybe the one regret he had about going into that self-imposed exile. ]

There were many reasons. [ He created, what, a few thousand? They weren't all for the same reason. ] In several cases, it was because I wanted to create a demon capable of killing dragons. Other times, it was simply to dispose of those I wanted dead. There is really no single reason why I created them.