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Hey everyone, I'm FoxShadeZ.

I would like to say that this is my first fanfiction, though I've already posted it on another website. I decided to post it here, as well, since there seems to be a somewhat larger fanbase for Nanatsu No Taizai here, from what I can tell.

The main character of this story is one of my first OC's that I've ever dared to write about, so I'm going to try my best, and try not to turn her into a Mary Sue. I'm terribly sorry if that does end up happening. Also, I'm going to try to keep the chapters at least 1,000+ words. What I currently have written tend to range from 1,200 to 1,700, sometimes more, sometimes less.

Anyways, here's my story. Hope you guys enjoy!

Deep in the forest near the town of Dalmary, there was a sunlit clearing where birdsong filtered through the softly waving trees and a small brook chattered quietly as it wound its way along the edge of the trees. While many wildflowers bloomed here, there were many animal trails that cut through the foliage. At the creek's edge, many large smooth stones absorbed the plentiful sunlight.

It was here, in this clearing, on the sun-soaked stones, that I, a small fairy girl, lay, dying. Not that it wasn't my own fault. Ever since I'd seen the charred remains of my childhood home when I went to check on it around twenty years ago, I'd been taking worse and worse care of myself. I'd been eating less and drinking less. I had also been rarely moving, and most of what I did with my time was either sleep (during which time I would have depressing dreams - ones filled not with my home burning, but of my time with the people who had lived there) or laying around staring into the abyss. My only remaining friend, Zephyranthes the fox shade, had been desperately trying to help me and to convince me to live, but it can be difficult to save someone from themself.

Zinnia, the voice was not a sound heard by my ears, but was resounding directly in my mind - Zephyranthes. Please, I beg of you: don't let yourself die. At least get up and move. You've been laying here so long that your limbs are weak from disuse.

I slowly cracked open my gummy eyes to see the form of a pitch black fox sitting across the creek from where I lay. His pure white eyes, which were looking directly at me, slowly blinked before he stood and nimbly hopped across the water and approached. He melded into my shadow as though to be as close to me as possible. "Fine…" My voice cracked when I spoke and my throat felt like a desert. "You win, Zephyr. We can go on a walk, but only because I'm getting tired of you saying that almost every day."

Pressing my small hand to the warm stone, I attempted to lift myself from the ground, only to stumble before correcting myself. My long, dark red hair fell into my face as my large wings, which were nearly transparent but held splotches of different colors that made them look like stained glass, opened up from the uncomfortable position they had been in while pressed to the ground. My deep green eyes were dull as I lifted my dark green cloak off the stone from where I had been laying on it.

"I wonder how far we'll go," I huffed as I covered my once-white-and-green dress with the cloak. I was tired just from the motion of standing. "I won't come back here, though; there'd be no point. And if we're going far, then there's a chance that we'll encounter humans. Perhaps I should hide these." I glanced over my shoulder to take in the sight of my wings, which were now poking through slits that were hidden in the folds of my cloak. Then I closed my eyes and concentrated on another form. Soon, my small, child-like body disappeared in a cloud of smoke, to be replaced by one of a young woman. I was now much taller, though my chest had not grown much even though I appeared to be older. My eyes were still green, but my near waist-length hair was now almost completely white - only the single streak of red that framed the right side of my face remained from the previous color. "There. With this, no one will know that I'm a fairy."

You're still weak, Zephyr reappeared from his place in my shadow before I could move. One moment, I'll be right back. His paws made almost no sound as he disappeared into the forest.

I had almost decided to lie back down by the time Zephyranthes returned with a long branch clutched in his jaws. Here, the voice resounded in my head as he gently placed the branch on the ground at my feet. Use this to help you walk. You shouldn't be flying in your condition; you could fall to the ground.

When I bent over to retrieve the stick, weakness swept over my body, causing me to almost collapse. Once I had managed to pick up the newly-found walking stick and had made sure that it would hold up against my weight, Zephyr slid silently back into my shadow.

"Okay, time to get going," I murmured as I took my first wobbly step.

A little ways from that clearing in the forest, a giant pig was making its way through a more sparsely-wooded area. An oddly shaped building balanced atop its back with a sign that proclaimed it to be the Boar's Hat. A brunette giantess wearing a short-sleeved one-piece orange suit walked alongside the pig, occasionally looking into the windows of the building. Inside, a skimpily-dressed, silver-haired girl conversed with a short blond boy, and a tall man with spiky light blue hair and wearing red, metal-studded leather clothing sat on a barstool slumped against the bar, asleep.

During one of the times that the giantess looked away from the window, she noticed that there appeared to be something in the middle of the path a good ways in front of them. Whatever it was, it was far enough away that all it looked like was an oddly-shaped, dark green lump on the ground with a shadow looming over it. Deciding to investigate, she increased her pace, only for the shadow to disappear before she could take two steps. Not thinking much of it - for there was no feeling of magic from the disappearance - the giantess stood over the figure, which appeared to be a green blob, and crouched down to gently touch it. It was slightly fuzzy, and warm to the touch. Furrowing her brows, she pinched the smallest amount of the fuzziness that she could and lifted it, revealing the face of a girl.

"Elizabeth-chan!" the giantess gasped loudly.

The silver-haired girl that had been speaking inside now cracked open the door and stepped from the deck in front of the building onto the giant pig itself, which had stopped walking due to the giant girl being in front of it. "What is it Diane-sama? Is something wrong?" the girl asked, curious.

The giantess - Diane - gave the girl a really confused look. "Elizabeth-chan? I know that you were inside, but…" She looked back to the girl that was mostly covered by a green cloak before picking her up and bringing the mysterious figure close to her face in order to be more closely examined.

"Oh, my!" Elizabeth exclaimed. The boy she had been talking to before now exited the building behind her, but the other man was still inside and asleep. "Is she okay? She wasn't stepped on, was she?" She clasped her hands in front of her chest when she asked this.

Diane squinted in an attempt to better look at the girl before responding. "No, she wasn't… She was just laying there. But her face… You see this, right?" She then held her hands out to the two that were standing atop the pig, revealing an unconscious girl. She had white hair with a red streak in it towards the front, pale milky skin, and she wore a torn dress that ended around her knees and that appeared to have once been light green and white. And it wasn't only her clothes that were torn; her skin was covered in scratches and bruises, and she looked extremely malnourished. But that wasn't what had surprised Diane. Her face looked almost exactly like that of Elizabeth.