You know, a lot of things can change in a world, in a blink of an eye, a mere instant. If you go back in time and step on a bug, well that can change the world forever. Minor things, change families, change names.
Who am I? Oh that doesn't matter, you could call me many things, I like to call myself Chuck, but to each your own. Back to what I was saying!
You change events, and then the entire spread of history falls into a massive reset, changing everything as we know it.
Let's find a story one you can sympathize with…. Ah. here we are, the Fairy Tail story. A Tale of magic and adventure, of dragons and dragon slayers, of love, of hate, of orphans, of families, and of course, of life and death. The story that ended with a misunderstood group of misfits and their guilds winning against an equally misunderstood villain, the Dragon slayer of the apocalypse, Acnologia.
What a good story, good ending, good buildup, just wonderful. A real gem for those looking for a story of adventure and magic. Let's use this story, and change it. Change possibly the most influential event known in this universe, completely.
Let's go waaaaaaaaaay back, almost there, just another century, and here. The start of the Dragon Festival. One side, the evil man-eaters of the dragon species, and on the opposite, the dragons that wish to coincide with humanity, and their dragon slayers. We all know how this ends. Acnologia kills almost all of them, save the dragons that raise the five dragon slayers in the future, and a few more. Well, not any longer.
Let's take this character, this antagonist, and take him out of the equation.
Hmm, interesting. Why I do think I like this change, I like it quite a bit. Let's leave it here, why not right? Let us see how the story of the dragon slayers turns with the aid of all of their brethren still around, all of the dragon slayers.
Why, I like this change. Now, experience it, a new story, where the newly made Draconian Guard protect the world.
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"Sir, The new recruits have arrived."
A tall man, with an obsidian black chestpiece of steel, his short black spiked hair following his tall jawline to lead to a thin goatee, ending in a sharp triangle below his chin. His violet eyes gazed across the skyline past his balcony, the mountains surrounding his City lightly bathed in the orange of the morning sun. His mouth ran in a fanged frown, his dragon-like canines poking just above his lower lip as he stared out into the rising sun's horizon.
This man's name was Tiberius Frost, he was of course known by many names, but this was his first. Standing at full height many would think him a giant, reaching a staggering 7'3 in height, it added out evenly with his 267 Ibs of weight, and made his intimidating persona of the Master Slayer of the Draconian Guard, even more intimidating. He pulled on his regular dark blue traveling cloak and draped it over his armored chest, the front emblazoned with a visage of dragons head crossed with a clawed arm, and a blade. His legs covered by baggy white leggings, a favorite among many dragon slayers, and his feet bare, he followed the fully armored Draconian soldier standing patiently at the door.
Fully armored to Draconians of course, meant a partial helmet, chestpiece, gauntlets that were nearly elbow length, and there regular baggy pants, color optional. Helmets were always enforced with men of course, though women were allowed to wear a simple headdress or tiara of their own style.
Tiberius was aware of course, as he walked the halls towards the recruit arena, that he was being watched, so was the case of being the Master Slayer. He gestured forward and a figure in golden armor appeared beside him, the armor color that of the Royal Guard of the Imperial Slayer family.
"What is the news captain." He sighed, and waved off the regular soldier, who nodded, and walked back the way they came. His voice was deep but smooth, a feature he didn't particularly always like.
"..." The Guard said nothing, only tapping twice on his chestpiece. The red claw marks that adorned the dragons face showed the difference between royal guard and regular soldier, as it was custom, and made it unique to the user.
"Understood, If I find someone that is a possible Royal Guard I will signal to you, though I doubt it, no one but you and Wendy have ever succeeded at such a young age to be at the level of Royal Guard. No one before or since has ever even been close.
Another set of taps, three this time, and far louder.
"Fine, go back to being unseen, the children do not need to know they are being sifted through for hell." Tiberius drawled with sarcasm dripping from his voice, and the Royal Guard Captain, as known now, disappeared the next second.
"I can't believe I ever had to be like that. What a drag." Tiberius grumbled to himself and walked up to a set of wooden doors, leading to the old restored Training Arena, and consequently, to a new set of annoyances, led by the captain of the Royal Guard of course.