Welcome to Fairy Tail: Change of Fate! This is my first fic on this site, so hopefully it's not complete trash! Just kidding~, I know I'm a pretty good writer! My mother said so!
... Anyways, lets get straight to it!
Speech= Normal narration
"Speech"= Normal dialogue
Speech= Thoughts and/or flashback
[Speech]= Spell/Magic/Dimension
Speech= Divine Voice/LOUD NOISES
Chapter 1: Of Gods and Mortals
Destiny.
What is it?
For some, it is the inescapable future, the path set in stone since the dawn of creation.
For others, it is the path carved out by our actions, our struggles, and our will.
But which definition accurately describes something as ambiguous as Destiny? Throughout the ages, many people from many different places and times would tell you that Destiny is a one-way street decided by a higher being beyond our control, or that Destiny is made in the hands of the beholder; you need only shape it to your desire.
So, which is it?
Is Destiny the pre-determined fate set by the Gods?
Or, is Destiny only a tool, waiting to be shaped by the hands of mortals?
Well, what if I said it could be both? What if, instead of being a single path or merely a tool, Destiny was a multitude of different paths, different fates, and different choices? What if the Gods gave us mortals the map to navigate Destiny, and that we need only decide which path we want to travel?
Don't believe me?
That's fine. Everyone is entitled to their own beliefs after all.
But before you go, how about I tell you a story? It's about a boy from a world where science and technology reign supreme, and everyone can do what they want, be what they want, if they truly want it….. Okay, maybe that last part isn't entirely accurate, but you get the idea.
Anyways, the story is about a boy who is whisked away from his world, where science and technology have overtaken the old ideas of fate and Gods, to a world of magic, mystery, and the divine.
Oh? Did I pique your interest? Well then, take a seat and get comfortable. It's going to be a long story.
Now, where should I begin? Ah, from the very beginning then? Well alright, if you say so.
Then I'll start with the day the boy first encountered "fate", and began his long trek towards his Destiny.
It all began with a BANG….
BANG
As I began to fall towards the concrete, I couldn't help but think the loud sound just now felt as if a blast of thunder had gone off all around me, temporarily deafening me... In fact, it felt as if my whole body was hit with a semi-truck going 120 mph and then backed over me just to make sure I wasn't suffering. But I am. Why is that again?
I reached my hand down to my gut, feeling around the area that felt the most in pain. Seriously, it felt like an incendiary grenade had gone off in my lower body.
As I continued to grope around my gut aimlessly for the source of pain, I winced as my fingers came in contact with something wet and sticky. And as I beheld my crimson soaked left hand, realization finally hit me with a megaton of bricks.
I'd been shot.
"I-I warned you, a-asshole! You shouldn't have fucked with me! N-Now you see what happens when you stick your nose where it doesn't belong!"
Hearing the condescending voice, I mustered up some of my fading energy to turn my head towards whoever had spoken. The person who spoke was, for lack of a better term, ugly, sporting an unkempt beard on a face that I swore resembled a bulldog, with puffy lips that made it look like he was constantly pouting and wide, wild, blood-shot eyes. His clothes seemed to be quite ragged and dirty, making him look like a homeless thug. And in his hand was a smoking pistol.
... Ah, that's right, he's the guy who shot me.
That's right, I remember now. I was walking back to my dorm from the convenience store when I saw this guy being a little rough with some dude and some girl I assume was his wife. Normally I'd have left them alone and passed right by them. It isn't my problem, right? But as I walked by I couldn't help but notice the amount of distress on the lady's face. So let it be known I'm a sucker for a woman in danger. I turned to the bastard who was pestering them and told him to back down cause he's making these people uncomfortable. Of course, this only agitated the offending man even more so, and his face twisted into an even uglier shape of fury. Now I knew a fight was about to go down, and I was prepared to help restrain this belligerent thug.
But I wasn't prepared for the motherfucker to pull out a pistol of all things. I mean, he looked like he could barely afford enough food to keep him alive! Where the fuck did he get a pistol?! Anyways, that's not important.
He pointed the gun at the guy and girl he'd first been pestering, and told them to drop all the valuables they have or he'd start firing. Normally, this is where most people shut the fuck up and listen to what the man with a gun says, right? Well, it just so happens I'm an idiot that doesn't know when to quit. And I panic a little under pressure.
"Hey asshole, don't you think you've gone far enough?"
Case in point.
"Huh?! Ya wanna die too, dickhead?!"
"Nah, dying yet ain't on my to do list. But what about you, huh? Don't you think you've done enough tonight?"
The bulldog-man looked at me as if I was talking nonsense, but still had the gun trained on the other two. If I could distract him long enough, and move forward slowly, one step at a time, then maybe...
"I mean what's the point in all this? You do realize that even if it's not tonight, the cops WILL eventually catch you, right?"
I took one step closer, the man barely registering the motion. Good, just a bit more...
"So why do this, huh?"
"Tch, you don't know a damn thing! It's not my fault I had to resort to this!"
"Oh? Then, please do enlighten me."
Another step, just a few more...
"Why should I tell you, huh?! You bastards, all you bastards who go through life without experiencing hardships like me have it so easy, huh?!"
I scowled a little at that. It's not as if life is easy for everyone, though there are people who have it worse than others. Still, not important right now. Almost there...
"You people... you'd never understand the shit I've had to deal with! It's not my fault that fate decided to fuck me over!"
At that moment, I made my move. I shoulder checked the thug and made to grab his gun. Though I stunned him for a sec, he still kept it in a tight grasp. The most I could do was make sure the gun was pointing away from the couple when it went off.
"RUN!"
I don't know if those two had registered what I said and ran or not, cause at that moment the ugly bastard punched me in the face, causing me to stumble a little backwards. And that's when the BANG hit me.
And now I'm laying here on the cold concrete, bleeding to death from a gunshot wound. Or maybe it's because of all the lost blood that my whole body feels cold? Ah, who cares. I'm really tired now. I think I'm just going to shut my eyes for a bit.
'NO! Don't close your eyes! It's all over if you do!'
Huh? Who's that? Can they be quiet? I'm really tired, so I'm just gonna sleep for a bit.
'I'm you, ya idiot! And I don't wanna die yet, so wake up!'
That voice in my head is me? Ah, guess the blood loss is making me delusional. Or maybe it is cause I'm really tired? I mean, my eyelids are just closing by themselves now.
'C'mon, fight harder you idiot! You'll die if you don't! Seriously!'
Hm, you do have a point. But it's useless, everything's already turned black.
'Fight! Fight! FIGHT!'
This voice is seriously getting annoying. Do I really sound that annoying? No wonder that guy shot me.
'FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!'
Gah, okay SHUT UP ALREADY!
And as I internally screamed those words I sat up and opened my eyes... to a world of white.
"..."
"..."
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"... Alright, I give, where the fuck am I? And why the hell is everything white? And where the hell is EVERYBODY?!"
"Geez, are all humans from Earth so loud? Well, at least it's good to know you're energetic so soon after dying."
...Okay, now there's some voice ringing out from all around me and, apparently, I did die. So I'm in Heaven? Hm, seems the Christians weren't lying about God forgiving everybody.
"No, you're not quite in Heaven, but yes, I am a God. This is my [Divine Dimension] that I created millennia ago. The God that those Christian fellows worship is quite lazy actually. He just didn't want to take the time to sort through the nature of each soul before they enter his [Divine Dimension] and send the less desirables to the [Purgatory Dimension]."
"Okay, leaving aside the fact that you read my mind just now, which by the way, is creepy, you're supposed to be some kind of God? And I'm in your, uh, Divine Realm because I'm dead?"
"It's [Divine Dimension], but eh, close enough."
Right.
"You're not gonna start freaking out, right?"
Of course not, who do you take me for? It's not like I DIED or anything, leaving behind all my friends and family, some unpaid student loans, a hot chick I was getting along well with, and ended up talking to a God which completely shatters all my beliefs and sending me into an existential crisis. OF COURSE I'M CALM!
"... Well, if it makes you feel any better, that chick was just gonna date you to get money out of you. So that's one less reason to be depressed, right?"
"... The fact that you could say such a thing with such a cheerful tone proves you're an ass of a God."
"Hmph, how rude. And here I was just trying to ease the pain of the soul who I happened save from permanent death. But I guess my efforts are unwanted, so I guess I'll send you on your way to the [Purgatory Dimension]."
"Wait, wait, wait, WAIT! What I meant to say was 'Thank you dear lord and savior for blessing me with your kindness!'"
"Oh? Are you sure? Cause it sure sounded like you didn't want my help."
"Ahahaha, n-no of course not, I'd have to be a fool to turn away your kindness. You truly are a benevolent, wise God!"
"Hmph, aren't I the best? Of course, I've always known that, but unfortunately mortals nowadays are always so rude and ignorant of my kindness! It's such a shame, you know?"
... What a self-absorbed God.
"I heard that."
"... A-anyways, may I ask why I was chosen to be saved by you, Lord...?"
"Ah, that's right, I completely forgot. Let's start again from the top."
All of the sudden, a blast of golden light appeared before me, blinding me with it's divine radiance and keeping me from spotting anything but the outline of the figure within the light. The figure was small, almost childish in appearance, but the amount of pressure and radiance exuding from it suggested anything but.
"In this universe, I am the God who rules over life and death itself. I am both creator and destroyer, judge and executioner, and my rules are absolute."
The light was starting to dim down now, and I was able to make out some features of the figure before me. Dainty arms and legs, the skin a creamy white, as if made from marble, covered by regal white robes and a black sash that went over the figure's left shoulder and wrapped back up the right hip, clasped together over the figure's heart by a gold medallion that seemed to be a symbol of the sun.
"I have been known by many names, but you, mortal, may call me..."
And finally the last of the light died out, and I could make out the face of the God who saved me. He appeared as a young boy, with a brilliant smile that radiated warmth on his slim but handsome face. But his eyes were different. Though they seemed to be sparkling, I swore that within those golden pupils I could see dark mischief swirling around, if even for a moment. And later on, I'd realize just how right I was in that moment.
"Ankhseram!"
On this day, I, Daren Walker, died.
And on this day, my new life filled with adventure, magic, mystery, and insane divine intervention, began.
And that's it for this one! Damn, I have a new respect for all the writers on this site now! This chapter wasn't very long, yet it took me a couple days just to figure out what the hell I wanted to do with this story! Haaaa, well it seemed like an okay start to me. But this is my first fic, so yeah... constructive criticism is appreciated. And for anyone with questions about where I'm going with the story, I'll try and answer some of them now. Yes, Daren will be joining the Fairy Tail guild, though not till much later into the story. First arc is going to be completely based on my OC and his experiences/growth. As for pairings, I already have a good idea. No harems though. I'll save that for a DxD fic that I may or may not be working on as well.
Also, for any of you SI/OC haters/fans, no this isn't a self-insert, though I may draw on some experiences from my own life. It doesn't mean I'm trying to put myself into the story, I just think if it flows well and helps the reader (YOU) connect better with the characters, then great! Cause that's what a good story does, it makes you care about the characters by showing relatable human traits. Anyways, don't know how often updates will be or how long most chapters will be, but depending on feedback I'll try my best to get updates out as soon as possible.
I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter of Fairy Tail: Change of Fate!
Until next time!