A/N: I'm baaaack! Probably should have sent this to a Fairy Tail X Dark Souls section but... oh well! Whatever. I'll be trying to finish up the Dark Souls experience in this chapter and possible the next and after that, it would just be references to the DS history, some showcasing of spells, armor and weapons and the reminder that the three OC's are supposed to be and used to be Chosen Undead but aside from that its just Fairy Tail-verse all the way.

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Location Unknown.

"What? Where am I?" I instinctively asked, sitting up, my eyes gain proper view of the land. Instead of meeting the barren lands of Lordran, I see green plains, trees full of life and no drought or cracked grounds in sight. Even the sky was different, not the grey, lifeless void I remember. But a clear, blue sea that seemed serene, even the clouds weren't so gloomy from before.

"This land is ... strange." I mumbled, not able to find a proper word to describe the beauty that you would never see in the Old Earth.

I was definitely not in Lordran anymore.

"Well, Fiore is even in its good days" A young, cheery voice replied, seemingly unperturbed a man was in a field unconscious for an unknown amount of time. "Well this can be considered strange as well seeing you triplets knocked out in this field." The voice continued turning my shock into confusion.

"That depend's on whether you were drinking or no- wait, 'Triplets'? I dont have a bro-" I stated and asked before I realized that two other voices had said the same thing at the same time and their voices sounded completely similar to mine?

Standing up my eyes meet three people. One was a young girl with a childish build, radiating happiness and energy. Her blond hair as bright as the sun that had a single lock pointing upwards and the rest flowed down almost reaching her feet. That's when I also realized that she was barefoot, continuing on my observation (which wasn't staring or ogling mind you) I saw that she wore a pink layered robe and a red ribbon was tied around her neck. Reaching her face she wore a bright smile which seemed to calm me of my nerves almost immediately. Her eyes lacked any Irises and was deep green in color, almost similar to the eyes of a hollow or an undead but sensing that she doesn't have the darksign was proof enough to disparage that thought, so I figured she had Aniridia. She also wore a wing-like adornment around her ears that made her seem serene almost holy as an angel.

Thats when I put all the pieces together and I went haywire.

'Wait a minute!' My mind immediately going on overload after recognizing who I was looking at. 'Mavis! The First master and Co-Founder of the guild Fairy Tail! Why is she here? Am I in the Fairy Tail world?' My thoughts going on automatic as my head was bombarded with questions that soon turned into mumbles in my mind as I begin to recollect what she had said to me.

'Wait, she said 'triplets', what did she mean by tha-oh...' Then I immediately remembered the two other people that were with us.

It was easy to spot the two, but it was significantly hard to accept what was in front of me right now, even more than meeting Mavis herself.

One of the people was a man, big and tall, completely identical build and size to me but had a straight back hair instead of a spiked one and the piece of hair that dangled from his hairline was streaked blood red in contrast to my orange. His eyed were fire red and had a dragon tattoo that was slightly faded over his face and had a light beard. He also wore the Alva knight armor, the helmet strapped to his waist while he had two curved great swords held on his back.

The other person had a similar case, same height, same build, but he had straight back like the Alva knight but his was lengthened to reach down his lower back and was clean shaven like me. The streak that dangled in front of his face was a silver white, the same with his eyes and had a cross tattoo on his forehead. He wore the Faraam knight armor and again the helmet was strapped to his waist along with what looked to be a long sword and it's sheath attached to the belt as well.

The three of us, excluding the girl looked different enough but remove some of the extras like the beard, the tattoos and put us in the same hairstyle and eye colour...

Then the three of us would look exactly the same.

However that wasn't my worry right now.

Since all undead can sense one another, I noticed that they had something close to the mark of the cursed on them despite being nearly covered in armor. And feared that they may be invaders.

The other two seemed to have the same train of thought as we wordlessly rolled away from each other simultaneously drawing out our respective weapons.

The Alva knight dual wielding curved great swords and emanated a blue aura. A member of the Blade of the Dark moon covenant.

The Faraam knight wielding a lightning-enchanted long sword and held in his other hand a talisman than gave of powerful electric shocks meaning a Great Lightning Spear and emanated a golden aura around him. A member of the Warrior of Sunlight covenant.

And I held my fire-enchanted scimitar and crossbow tightly, ready to pounce on a heartbeat, emanating a red glow. A member of the Chaos Servants covenant.

But before the two undead and I could duke it out, the force that I recognized as the one that knocked me unconscious before at the FinalBonfire had pulled us closer together, dropping our weapons in the process and each us of hitting each other comically. (Face hitting garden rake comical if you're wondering.)

All the while Mavis was giggling at our condition and seeing the entire thing as a comedy routine that would have consisted of a slow, aggravating fight where one would taunt the other and get back stabbed and LOTS of Estus Flasks.

As our minds tried to push away the daze of knocking our heads together we were lucid enough to hear a loud, deep voice "Enough!" it commanded "Even though I would enjoy seeing the people who had beaten me fight to my amusement, you three have swallowed your honor and sacrificed your lives to continue the age of fire so I am willing to reconsider." Mocking and complimenting us the same time. "But the fact that I have to listen to Nito about the consequences of reviving you three AGAIN if any of you three die for good a second time. Feh, I'd rather burn alive at the Kiln of the First Flame once more." It joked and suddenly it all clicked.

'Beaten him? Sacrificed for the Age of Fire? Burn in the flame again? No! It couldn't be...'

Looking up once I got my vision back, saying that what I saw brought me to shock was an understatement.

For what I saw was Mavis and beside her were the Four Lords, all alive and well. The witch of Izalith looking young in her 20's and emanated a warm aura, as was her reputation of a powerful pyromancer. Seath the Scaleless looked more serene and regal, a polar opposite to the raving mad-dragon of a Duke that went insane on the path to Immortality.

And Nito the First of the Dead looked like... Well, Nito. A pile of bones. Nothing different from the last time I met him.

But that was just the tip of the Iceberg.

Along with the group came The Lord of Cinder, Gwyn. The father of the Princess of Sunlight Gwynevere, the Prince of the DarkSun Gwyndolin and the exiled son, The Sun Warrior Solaire.

Yet he was no husk of a hollow. He looked considerably younger, his figure and aura gave a significant amount of authority and strength. His noble robes were of a Royal Crimson instead of the Dark ragged remains of a kings robe. Reborn.

The two knights and I immediately bowed before the group, the Scaleless dragon and the First of the dead grumbling in annoyance that the reverence was not directed to them. Mavis, Gwyn and the Witch laughing at their expense.

The Faraam and Alva knight bowing to Lord Gwyn as the Former was in covenant with his order and the Latter in covenant with the his son.

While I bowed to Mavis and the Witch of Izalith, my anime fanboyism threatening to burst out squealing for Mavis. And the fact that I was in covenant with the Izalith's daughter was also a factor.

Though I feel a bit embarrassed meeting the witch like this, The gaze she had over me felt more like a mother analyzing her daughter's boyfriend instead of a mother of a figure saint of a covenant inspecting a loyal servant/follower.

Luckily Mavis defused the tension, stating "We should tell them why they are here." Immediately serious, eyes foreboding a dark future.

The Alva knight was the first to speak between the three undead "Indeed, as Lord Gwyn had mentioned, us three had rekindled the age of fire, by all intents and purposes our lives were done, so why go through the trouble?" He curiously inquired, shocking me of his air of nobility and tranquility despite having a mad mans face before, looking excited to cleave me and the other knight into two.

It was the Scaleless who had answered "You three are... Unique to say the least. Unlike the Other Chosen from other times, you three are the ones who had sought out what was left of the good in Lordran, redeeming the lost, forgiving the suffering, generally choosing the third option when you were presented with two. You deserve a life outside the fate of the cursed." the dragon sympathized but continued "That and the fact that something has changed in the different world and you were the best option available."

Wait, what had changed? Shouldn't the fact that the two knights and I would be the change that they are talking about? I wondered confused.

It was Nito who then spoke "Kaathe had sought for another way to bring about the 'age of man', since he concluded that our world was 'incompatible' due to the fact that the no matter the level of temptation he offered to the Chosen not a single one had turned away from the flame, even the dark wraiths that had served him had lit the final bonfire to his annoyance." He chuckled both darkly and joyously at the irony.

It was the witch who had continued "So he searched deeper in the time rift, found other worlds that exist separately with ours, he found this world suiting to his tastes, not changing much of the future till he makes his actual move."

And finally it was Lord Gwyn who concluded "And you three are the only viable choice we had to stop him. So prepare, Kaathe will stop at nothing to his goal." His orders steeling us with strength and conviction.

They gave us our lives back, we intended to pay back what we owe in full.

The Faraam knight was quick to voice out his opinion "But what of the curse?" Bringing the group on the main weakness of the two knights and I "Wouldn't that mean Kaathe will just have to wait for us three to turn mad and hollow, if this is a different world this mean that we can't absorb souls like we did in Lordran right?"

Nito was the one who answered "Surprisingly, you three are still able to absorb souls, though you obtain them in a lesser amount, the only souls I'd recommend taking are the ones of beasts and dark, evil people. And since we have brought you three back to life after you three have already given yourselves to the flame, the Kiln has somehow taken your curse of undeath away." Sensing our shock and confusion at the last statement, the First of the dead merely replied "Look at your mark, your darksign."

The three of us immediately took off our right gloves the second he mention our marks.

Unsurprising really, I already theorized from the completely similar look the three of us had that the two knights and I were one and the same.

But back to the point what we saw shocked us to the point of falling unconscious again.

Our darksigns were just... Gone, we could sense it and the fact that we were able to distinguish one another as undead was proof to it but the brand was literally gone rom our, replaced with a different feeling we couldn't describe.

It was our darksigns yet it was not. It was still there marked on us but not.

Our confusion was explained by Seath "When you sacrificed yourselves to the First Flame, it took away your mark as it was required for your souls to be absorbed into the flame. Your rebirths into a new world hadn't given you your darksigns back as this place doesn't have the Kiln, but you still retain the immortality you had as an undead, but you three are fully human now, so the souls that you will need to gather will be to retain your physical bodies strength and age only, your mind will degrade only if you let it or lose hope."

Our shock was soon replaced with joy under a blank, thoughtful expression. The bane to our existence was gone, the reason why we were shunned by our loved ones was no longer branded on our bodies. The idea of the perks of being immortal and the capability of always being in our prime barely on our thoughts.

The three of us bowed deeply as I finally spoke, voicing what was on the minds of the two knights and I "Many thanks for the honour of this gift." I humbly thanked them "But what needs to be done and when do we start?" I inquired, eager to do the Four Lords will.

It was Mavis who explained "You three shall start at magnolia, and become members of the guild 'Fairy Tail'. From there you shall prepare and either walk in the shadows or make a name for yourself in this world." Her smile now more broad at the prospect of having three more people enter her 'Family'.

Then Gwyn continued "You three are also to be given a powerful magic of your choosing. You will still have the magic that our world has but this world's magic is diverse, unique and considerably faster that you will need to adapt to give yourselves an edge." he informed as information of the various types of holder, caster and lost magic were filling our mind.

Unsurprisingly the three of us immediately chose Requip magic the second the info popped up in our heads.

Don't look at me, the ability to easily and quickly change your equipment especially when your currently on a fight is invaluable when you have been through what the chosen undead had to face in Lordran.

The Witch of Izalith also added "Your original magic can be listed as a intermediate holder magic but will not detract its strength so it would be easier for you to learn other various magics. But you will need to find other more experienced users of the magic if you wish to learn, we have limits as to how we can help you three." the two ex-undead and I merely nodded in understanding.

Fairy Tail and glory, here we come.

Finally! Had the time to post this up as a momentary break since the exams.

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