"I'm so sorry... We've done everything we can but..." He trails off, his face holding many mixed emotions. You look at him, feeling rather hollow. "It's... not your fault... I knew there was a chance this would happen to me... I'll just... have to make the most of my life!" You exclaim, hiding your despair-filled expression with a "cheery" smile. But deep down, you were hurting. This pain would only be the beginning of a excruciating life of sorrow. At least until you meet a certain salmon-haired fire mage. Disclaimer: I do not own any Fairy Tail characters. I only own the plot line. WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS SUICIDAL THOUGHTS AND (POSSIBLY) CUTTING! PLEASE DO NOT READ IF THIS WILL TRIGGER BAD MEMORIES OR ANYTHING ELSE!