Lazarus

He still didn't look at her. "There's nothing wrong with that. It's good to be scared." He paused. "Fear drives you to do the right thing." He sighed, letting his head drop. "I'm terrified. There is a war going on inside my head. Zeref. No. Zeref. No. Zeref. No." he was starting to sound a little crazy. He relaxed and lifted his head up. "It is my personal struggle that makes me who I am." He now looked at her. "What are you scared of?"