I once ruled the strongest guild in all of Fiore.
"The strongest guild in all of Fiore! Please welcome Sabertooth!"
I only allowed the strongest wizards into my guild.
"We don't look at the insects around us, we don't talk to them. We crush them underneath our feet!"
I ruled that guild with an iron fist. If anyone showed any sign of weakness, I did not hesitate to kick them out.
"You are an embarrassment to Sabertooth!"
Even if it mean humiliating them in front of the whole guild.
"Now get out of my sight!"
"Yes master…"
And yet…my guild fell from the strongest; the top spot, number one, to number two.
"And the winners of the Grand Magic Games is Fairy Tail!"
I was disgusted!
A guild I worked hard on to reach the top, fell to the number two spot. My hatred for the guild that took that away from us burns, but not has much as it does for my former guild. That is where the most hate is. I hear about them as I travel through the land, hearing what they've done and who they've saved. But even after…he took over my throne, it still isn't the number one guild in all of Fiore.
I hear how he's an amazing guild master, how the guild has changed, how the air isn't filled with the fear that I once filled it with. I hear how much…laid back it is, that they welcome any one with all types of magic. Weak or strong. That makes me the angriest. A guild should only be filled with the strongest of the strongest, nothing in between! He is a weak master! How could he be so…so foolish! He has no right to be guild master!
"To make skies roar... to make earth boil... to make seas silent. That is Sabertooth."
No…that was Sabertooth. The Sabertooth I once ruled.
Oh but they'll pay. I swear by it. They won't see any of it coming.
Neither Sabertooth or Fairy Tail.