A/N: And here we are at the end, my dear readers!(: It sure was fun writing this, and I hope you've enjoyed it thus far! Thanks to everyone who favorited, followed, and reviewed; I appreciate it immensely!(:

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Epilogue

Time Frame — Morning of March 10th

—3rd Person POV—

~Allen~

It wasn't until the early hours of the morning, that Lenalee regained enough strength in order to stand on her own. Glancing up at Allen with pleading eyes, she urged him, "Come on, Allen, we must check on everyone else!"

But Allen simply shook his head, holding her back with his gaze alone, and asked with a bitter smile, "How do you think they'll react, Lenalee? When they look upon the face of a traitor; a killer…"

"But that wasn't you!" the Asian girl protested furiously, violet eyes narrowing to slits.

"I may not have been the one doing killing the last night," Allen began gently, "But who do you think it was that pretended to be your comrade for so long? Who was it that unleashed a horde of Akuma upon you? Who do you think it is that's been part of the Noah Clan for the past seven years?" Lenalee stood frozen before him, lips moving but no sound issuing, and so Allen whispered, "It was me, Lenalee. And I don't think I'd ever be welcomed here again. And even if I were, what then? Will I then be expected to kill the people that once loved me and raised me as their own?"

"B-but they're evil!" Lenalee spluttered. "They want to eradicate humanity, and, and—"

"You don't think I know that?" Allen burst into a short, cynical laugh. "I do. I've known it all along, but that doesn't change the fact that Road and I played as little kids; went to school together. Doesn't change all those times the twins and I got into trouble for playing mean pranks on each other and getting grounded, or all the times Tyki sat down and helped me with my homework, or when he took care of me anytime I was sick. It doesn't change the moments Skinn took me out to buy candy, or when Sheryl adopted me as his own and treated me like a son, or even when Lulubell and Mimi were there to pull me out any potential danger."

"I…" Lenalee gaped, and swallowed heavily. "That doesn't…"

"It wouldn't ever seem believable, would it?" Allen smiled sadly. "But it's the truth. They acted like my family and took care of me to the best of their abilities; grew attached to me despite knowing that one day the Noah within would kill away any semblance of the person I am. Which is why I can't join you; not now, not ever. I would be useless if I were to ever confront them in battle, because I couldn't bear to hurt them."

"D-Does that mean you're returning to them? Joining them?" Lenalee managed to choke out, dark eyes sparkling with unshed tears.

Allen shook his head, his own silver eyes growing shiny. "No, I cannot. I can't be like them, Lenalee, and after all of this, I don't think I could continue to sit back while they do what they do. I'll always cherish the moments I had with them, but carrying on the way we had is no longer an option."

"Where will you go?" she whispered.

"Away. I am no longer going to be part of this war. It's been a long seven years, but it's time to return to my true home." They stayed silent for a moment, and then Allen said, "But after what just happened… I spoke with Crown Clown last night."

Lenalee abruptly glanced up with an incredulous expression. "Your Innocence? You spoke with it?"

"Well, not through words, but we managed to communicate through feelings, more or less. I'm unsure as to how to describe it, but this is the gist of it," Allen said, and rather and offering further explanation, he took a hold of his left shoulder, and with a piercing crack that made Lenalee cringe, it suddenly burst into pile of ash, dusting down the floor.

"W-what are you doing?!" Lenalee practically shrieked, staring at where his limb once was with horrified astonishment.

But Allen simply bent down, taking a hold of the pure Innocence crystal, and pressed it into her hands. "Like I said, I am no longer a part of this war, but with the state the Noah has left you in, you'll have no hope. Take it; it might be your only chance."

"B-but it's no use without its Accommodator!" Lenalee protested weakly, carefully cradling Crown Clown between her hands.

Leaning closer, Allen said in a hushed whisper, "This Innocence is different. I know the Earl has been searching for it; the Heart, I believe they call it." A sharp intake of breath was the only thing Lenalee could manage. "And you're right, it would be more powerful with its Accommodator, but I can no longer fill in that role. But because it's the Heart, you may harness its power, and with it, I'm sure you'll have an advantage against them."

Lenalee clasped her hands over the shard, its exposure making her feel on edge. "But why are you doing this?"

Allen smiled softly at her. "Just because I love them, doesn't mean I want them to succeed." Allen began to back away from the lone corridor. "I wish you the best of luck, Lenalee Lee."

And before she could form any sort of protest, he was gone.

"Mana," Allen sighed in relief from where he stood at the doorway, carefully keeping his left side tilted away, immensely grateful that the man had stayed in place, occupying the same inn.

Glancing up from where he was standing beside the bed, sifting through his small suitcase, Mana rewarded him with a bewildered expression, as if uncertain of what his presence meant. Guessing at how confused he must've been for the past couple days, Allen elaborated, "It's Allen, not Neah."

"Ah," Mana whispered, studying him intently.

Fidgeting, and hoping with all his heart that the one person he had left would not reject him, Allen asked in a small voice, "I know it's been a long time, but I was wondering if I could return to traveling with you."

The smile that lit up Mana's face warmed Allen to the core, and more so, did his words, "Of course, Allen. You're always welcomed."

And despite his own reluctance, Allen knew he'd have to be fully honest with him before he could officially return. "But you must know… There's no longer any hope of Neah returning through me, Mana. He's officially gone. I… I killed his memory."

Mana's smile suddenly became forced and brittle, before he heavily sat down on the bed with a breathless gasp.

"M-Mana?"

"Allen, I…" Mana murmured incoherently, burying his face into his hands. After what felt like an eternity, Mana glanced up with such old and tired eyes, that it made Allen's heart ache for him.

"Yes, Mana?" Allen hesitantly prompted.

"There's a traveling circus a few miles south of here. We need to get going if we have any chance of catching up."

And just like that, it was like the weight of a heavy stone being lifted off of his shoulders, and smiling much more brightly, Allen nodded contentedly. "Yes, Mana."

A/N: And ta-da, there's our bittersweet ending! This is the problem I always saw with Noah!Allen fics; there was just never a good ending. Either Allen turned into a psycho lunatic, becoming OOC to the point of absurdity, or there was just no ending at all! So, in this, Allen decides that there's no way he can choose a side; it's why I had him join the Noah before losing Mana and gaining that scar, so that it would allow him to leave without feeling like he was betraying his most important person.

(And if you're wondering about the Earl, he kind of freaked out and left when his connection to Neah was severed.)

Well, I've enjoyed this short journey, and I hope you have too!(: Penny for your thoughts?^-^