This is a gag as I had always find Mystogan a funny character when he first appeared in the 2nd OAD.
"ANIMA!"
This is the last chapter for S2.
Reviews are always appreciated. Thanks for the support. Let's see if I can start S3 next week. I'm trying to take it easy.
Special Chapter: The Unknown Secret of Mystogan
A double of a mage can be created by the mage himself. It could only be done by a mage high in magic power.
However, there was some problem. The double of the mage was different in personality in contrast to his original version. It could be said the true personality of the mage was reflected on the double.
Mystogan was on a journey in search for his original self who had disappeared. He knew he was alive somewhere as he still existed. On his way to the next destination, he took a break under the tree. He was feeling lonely yet excited for he was free of his control. He saw a carton resting nearby where he was resting. There he found his love: red apples. Mystogan was touched.
In an instant he materialized where the carton was. He was excited. Picking up the apple he started to bite on it very quickly. Because of Jellal, he had forgotten to buy his apples that day. He would be missing something if he was deprived of them.
Little did he expect that someone had to interrupt him when he was enjoying the love of his life.
"Thief!" An old lady with pink hair shouted taking her broom with her swinging at Mystogan who dodged on time. He was startled as this was not the first time he took other people's apples and not paying for it in contrast to Jellal who was always pay up. This was the first time he saw someone so worked up over the theft of apples. He was glad that he was wearing a mask so no one could see his current expression. He needed to stay calm.
The fragrant smell coming from his beloved was lingering by his nose tempting him. He was going to take another bite when the old lady barked at him, "Still trying to eat what you had stolen? As expected from those who was unable to face others by putting on a mask. "
"Your apples are really sweet. Can I have another one?" Mystogan walked up to her and asked seemingly not affected by her words.
"I hate man who only like to sweet talk others in order to get what he wants just like that old man and the two boys back then. Clear up the mess once you are done eating. " The old lady ordered pointing at his back. She had given him her permission for an additional apple. Mystogan picked an apple up in happiness.
It was really unbelievable that he was the representation of the other side of Jellal. What Mystogan did not notice was, the mess she was referring to was the flags of the dark guilds he had thrashed over the time when he was fishing information from them. He was too obsessed with his apples! Imagine what would happen if Jellal learnt of this.
This was the meeting between the masked mage, Mystogan and the pink-haired elderly healer, Porlyusica whom he would be visiting very often in future in order to gain information related to the Zeref.
And most importantly for the sake of his beloved apples.
