[ 05/20/x767 ] - Month/Day/Year
[A/N: If anyone's wondering why there's an x in front of the year, it's because that's how Fairy Tail lists its years.]
[ Word Count 1096 ]
"Hello" - Speech
' Hello' - Thoughts
*Boom* - Sounds
(3rd Person POV)
{Location: Bliss town, a small town near the Worth Woodsea forest}
"Get the bastard!" A middle-aged shopkeeper could be seen yelling at a crowd of people.
"Not again." Someone from the crowd complained.
"The brats got to stop doing this shit. If he steals from someone important, he'll be put behind bars."
All these people were talking about one kid, this kid being Ethan, an infamous shoplifter around these parts.
"Try and catch me if you can, you old fart!" Ethan taunted everyone as he ran as fast as he could, to escape from the mob that was chasing him.
Ethan was a 7-year-old of average height (around 3'8 ft), with medium-length bright red hair. He was sporting a worn-out white dress shirt, with red trousers. Though his most distinctive feature was a triple set of parallel, linear scars that he had gotten at a young age.
[ Ethan's look Image here ]
*Bump*
As Ethan was running he accidentally bumped into someone.
*Huff*
"We finally caught you, you stupid brat."
The person he bumped into was someone that was chasing him. As Ethan looked back he realized the mob of people was closing in on his location, due to this he did the only thing that came to mind. He made a break for it into the Worth Woodsea, a dangerous forest where he was sure no one would follow him.
[ 5 Minutes Later ]
*Huff*
"Thank god no one followed me. I thought for sure I'd lose the food I got." Ethan spoke, gasping for some air.
*Huff*
"At least I have something to eat today."
Ethan's childhood was not a pleasant one. After his mother died when he was three years old he had been left to fend for himself on the streets. Due to this, he was much more mature than your average seven-year-old, but that was simply because he had to be, or he would be unable to fend for himself.
As Ethan sat in a clearing to eat he suddenly heard a noise.
*Growl* A low-pitched growl came from behind Ethan.
As he turned around to see what had made the noise, he froze in fear and shock, for behind him was an adolescent tiger.
"He-hey." Ethan stuttered as he started walking back in fear. However, it proved to be the wrong choice as the tiger started creeping up, stalking its prey.
*Roar* Was the only noise Ethan heard as the tiger pounced, though due to his fast reflexes that were trained from years on the streets, Ethan could move to the right just in the nick of time.
*Roar!* The tiger snarled once more, enraged at Ethan's way of making a fool of it.
"Shit," Ethan muttered as he made a break for it.
As Ethan continued running, he eventually ended up at a dead-end, and behind him was none other than the tiger he had just run from.
"I'm dead, so very, very dead," Ethan spoke as tears started running down his face.
In a last-ditch effort to survive, Ethan reeled his hand back and punched as hard as he could. Due to Ethan's strong will to survive, something in his body snapped. As the silver-tinted fist came into contact with the tiger's abdomen, the tiger suddenly turned into a bunch of cubes along with the surrounding area in a 5 feet radius.
As that happened, Ethan suddenly felt incredibly drained, and due to it, he passed out.
{Location: Near where Ethan was}
An old man was strolling in the forest; he possessed a unique tribal look.
*Boom*
"What was that noise?" The old man thought as he began walking towards where he heard the noise from.
As he looked at the newly made clearing and saw the ground, along with a tiger turned into cubes with a young red-haired child in the center of the wreckage, he instantly understood what had transpired here.
The old man approached the unconscious Ethan, and after checking his pulse and ensuring he was still alive, he gently lifted him and carried him away from the clearing.
As the old man walked, he thought about the implications of what he had just witnessed. Ethan displayed magical abilities that were not only dangerous but also very rare. This meant that he would become a target for those who sought to exploit such power, and Ethan would need proper guidance and training to control his abilities.
The old man had been a master of magic for many years, and he had trained many young apprentices in the past. However, he had retired from teaching and had been living a peaceful life in the forest for many years now. But seeing Ethan's potential, he knew he couldn't ignore his responsibility to help him, and perhaps Ethan could help him in the future.
It's back!
I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, I know it's pretty short, but I just wanted to set things up for the future.
Anyways, this is a rewrite, and there will be quite a bit of change to the story. If you guys have read the story before the rewrite, then you should be able to tell the level of changes there are.
I won't reveal all of the changes right now, but I will explain some of them.
Starting off, the MC isn't a transmigrator anymore but merely an OC. This was because, in the original, the MC did not know this world, even though he had transmigrated. Which kind of ruined the point of a transmigrator.
Next up, I will make longer chapters instead of splitting them up into 15 parts as I did prior.
The writing quality should increase drastically compared to before, and anyone who has read Supreme King should see why. Due to the effort we put into that ff, my editor and I have gotten much better at writing stories.
That goes over all the changes I wanted to shed light on right now.
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Anyway, thanks for reading; I hope you enjoy what is to come and have a great rest of your day.