Lazarus

So he had been selected for the first real task of the games. He sighed stepping forward. "Got it." He stated to Sasha. He'd do his very best.

Stepping into the maze, a cold chill blew past him. Fear. It was a good thing. Fear keeps you from dying. He continued walking through, nothing really happening, before turning a corner to find a dead end. "Shit." He cursed, turning around only to be knocked to the ground. His head was ringing when he got up to take a look. His eyes set back. "Zeref." He grumbled. The black wizard stood there. "You aren't real." 

Zeref stood there shaking his head. "What is real? I'm as just as real as you. So long as my readings and books still exist. I'm real."

Lazarus' facial expression switched to anger. "You ruined my life! Fuck you!" He charged forward, hands filled with god slayer magic. He was about to strike before he was lifted off of his feet and suspended in mid air. 

Zeref waved his finger and tutted. "Ah ah ah. That's not what I have planned for you Lazarus-kun." He laughed a little. "You are going to let my blackness consume your heart once more... You are going to continue the work you started. Returning the world to zeref." He grinned evilly.

Sweat trickled down Lazarus' forehead. He suddenly shook his head. "No!" His whole body tightened. "My heart will never blacken again. It is filled with to much joy... Friendship... Family... And love." He released magic to glow white, dropping to the ground. "Fuck you zeref. I'm a changed man." He took a step backwards. "Secret god slayer art! Gleaming palm of the light god!" He slammed him palm into the ground, light energy spraying out directly in front of him at great force. He continued the very draining attack for as long as he could. Zeref just crumbled into black dust, with an echoey laugh. The glow disappeared, and he stopped where he was. He'd done it. He stumbled forward, through the rest of the course. He grinned, panting. He'd never used that move on an opponent before... And it really was draining. Probably used most of his magical power in that one attack. He crossed the finish line, dropping to his knees next to jack. He wasn't first that meant, but he'd done well.