First try to write a fan fiction. Also with no Beta (but I am in search of one), so be not surprised if you found important error in the story, English is not my first language.

I don't own Fairy tail, the OC is mine though

~enjoy~

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-Prologue –

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X784 – 16, December-

In the border of Fiore, was a small village named after a curious magical plant; Verlonee. This small plant is rather common, but it was never in great need, as it only used to cure food poisoning that survives in rough nature. In a sense it describes the village; Verlonee is short of two hundreds persons in it, rather poor, but thrive in the effort of the villager to survive, using the wild forest around the village like their namesake. The place in itself has a peaceful air around with a general store and a restaurant; it doesn't exactly have a church only a cemetery and a play ground. Really, a simple village that had seen better day.

In this day of December the village was quiet and sombre with grief, their eyes downcast with depression, only few of them were outside working. The sky was filled with heavy grey cloud, giving the already sad states of the villager a touch of melancholy, As if the sky was grieving it them. But for the one outside they stumbled on a pitiful sight in the graveyard, they resumed their work letting the young man his moment. In the cemetery of Verlonee, was a preteen of average height with short black hair and sad gorgeous amethyst eyes full of unshed tears. The young boy had his gaze fixed on the tombstone in front on him. His entire frame was trembling with barely choked sob, fist clenched at his side.

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Devan Silstars

Devoted son

Brother

And

Mage

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"I-I miss y-you little bro." The boy choke out; some of the tears spill out before he could stop them. He shakily wiped them. The sight of the boy blurred for a moment only to let fall the stubborn tears he futilely fight to hides.

"It n-not the same without you ya'know, its n-not a-as fun and its feel hallow ya'know. My heart a-ache... it hurt when y-you're not here." He hiccupped, letting his face screw in sorrow. He stood in front of his brother grave trying to compose himself. He smiled shakily

"I-I have fin-ally the b-basic grasp of your magic, n-now it just a question of t-time to master it. I-I will m-make you p-proud little bro! L-Look! "The preteen exclaim, voice full of emotions. Taking the time to summon a soft brown magic circle with what look like a chessboard on it. " AT Will get b-better c-count on it!" He let it there for a moment longer to gently close his fist letting the magic go. His tears returned full force, letting drop his smile.

The boy could feel the start of the rain but could not move from the grave of his brother. For the boy was lost for what to do. Before, his drive to take the path to become mage was to protect his brother from the challenge too hard for him. "No that don't change, a will protect my family count on it Devan!, Granny will be safe!" Though the black haired mage

He was about to kneel in front of the grave to pray when he was experienced with a troubling vision coming out of nowhere;

"A Black dragon with twinge of blue on is scales stare down a group of people growling at them with barely concealed amusement and loath." The vision shift abruptly. "–Iron-Sky-Fire- Dragon`s Roar!" the explosion following sent the beast flying." The vision change once again "Let`s combine our magic, let`s combine our feeling for we can see another day .. TOGETHER!" the people from earlier was now in hand in hand forming a circle. Each of them stood in silence that screams defiance and determination to survive and protect their own.. The last thing he hears is the Dragon Roar`s enormous breath of magic".

At the end of the vision was the confused preteen double over in pain and letting out a pain suffering wail for the entire village to hear and concern for the sources. But the boy, too far in his pain riddled mind, didn't register that he was no longer standing. Too gone in the soul wrenching sensation to respond to the concerning voices of the villagers rapidly approaching. He soon found himself falling unconscious to shutdown his mind to prevent his subconscious to break from the pain. The last he saw, was a neighbours running to his position.

At this exact moment, the mains members of Fairy tail on Tenjerouma disappeared from the blast of Acknalogia and not be seen for the next seven year. Not conscious of the hardships they were leaving their family with and grim hope to see them again.

For the next seven years will be hard on the young Silstars, for he will feel a hole in his heart and soul for reason he did not immediately comprehend.

At the end of those seven years will bring change in the world no one foresee

This is the story of The One Who Is Full of Light

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Review please for this poor soul in need of help to make a decent Fanfic

I'm still in search of a beta so sorry in advance for the next chapter who will be five a six time longer! So I hope it was not too bad. The update will be random and riddled with strange timing (* with me you Never know)