Makoto stood there with a dreadful expression on his face.

"Guys..." He called out for his friends, but they stood silent. They were close...close to defeating a mastermind who orchestrated this whole game...the mischievous girl named Enoshima Junko.

She gave his friends a choice: to remain in Hope's Peak with a guarantee of safety but sacrifice their friend, Makoto Naegi, or leave the school to a world full of despair. The choice was up to them; they chose to stay at Hope's Peak and sacrificed Makoto for it.

He closed his eyes... He knew that Junko wanted to spread despair in his heart. Regardless, he believed in his friends. "It's... I-It is alright, guys." His voice trembled as he spoke, his body growing weary from the realization of his impending death.

His friends looked at him with their eyes closed and tears falling down their cheeks.

"Naegi...S-Sorry." Hagakure was the first to answer. Going on, Aoi burst into tears. "Naegi-kun... S-Sorry! I...am truly sorry!" Even Byakuya, who was known for his stubbornness, lowered his head in frustration and apologized to Makoto. "I'm sorry, Makoto."

He chuckled in his head as he saw Togami lower his head...it was strange, even for him. Besides, it was even stranger to laugh when your life is to end in a matter of seconds. "It's alright guys..." He said with a reassuring smile...it was filled with pain, but there was no sign of despair. It was already the second time he was betrayed by his friends, but it is alright...if the sacrifices were needed to be made, then it is alright for him. You know...I never had good friends in my life...nor did I have any kind of people besides my family who cared about me, but regardless, I am still grateful for you all being with me in my life...I wish that none of you would ever lose hope, you hear me? Or else I will resurrect and nag you all about it, haha...".

Yes...it was strange to laugh at these situations, but it was a way for Luckster to calm himself down. He scratched the back of his neck and looked towards Kyoko Kirigiri. The white-haired girl closed her eyes in regret; she never voted for his execution, but this...she wanted to cry. It was strange.

"Makoto...I—"

It's alright, Kyoko-san. I understand." He smiled. He softly smiled and then turned to face Junko. "Let's get this over with."

Junko's eyes widened. She wanted to see despair...she wanted to see his face contorted in despair from being betrayed by his classmates.

"This is not it!!!" she shouted as she grabbed Makoto by his collar. "Why the fuck haven't you despair!?!? You should be crying and cursing all of your classmates!"

Makoto looked at her with a soft gaze. "I know...I know I should, but...I can't possibly hate them and...let's just end this...I am tired, Enoshima-san. If my death will make them feel safe, then I am glad to sacrifice myself." His last statement was followed by a smile.

Why?!?!

Why is he smiling at her when it's she who put all his friends into this trial of mutual killing? Why the fuck does this kid smile so purely with all this hope within himself. She clenched her teeth and grabbed him by the collar to begin his trial.

I know how to cool down your hopes...How about feeling the pain of all your classmates? Hahaha! You will receive every punishment they have received! Hahahaha!

His face paled, but he was ready...after all, he felt he deserved it. Yes, his friends had killed others, but still, he believed there was another way out of this dire situation; he just hadn't thought of the possibility to save them. He knew that they were in trouble and needed help, but he was too tired to do anything about it. He was tired of this killing game, and he was ready to face any punishment to save his friends.

The Monokuma dragged him by his collar towards his punishment.

One by one he withstood every punishment his friends faced, starting with the ball-throwing machine and ending with the burning by fire. The sight wasn't the best; his entire body was bruised up with fire marks and wounds from the ball-throwing machine. It was a horrible sight to see.

His friends regretted their decision over and over again...the sight was horrific by all means.

But still...he clung to life and he never hated them. With his body in a state of horror, he was now sitting in a chair while awaiting his final punishment...unintentionally, he looked towards the camera and faintly smiled at it, mustering the last words he could.

"P... Please... don't lose your hope..." His smile was faint, but it was the genuine smile of a kindhearted person. With the last word, he collapsed; already unable to move, he used every ounce of strength to muster those words.

With this, the story of the Luckster ends with the absurd finale of his life………………………………………………………………

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He faintly opened his eyes and noticed that his body didn't feel any pain...no, he didn't feel his body at all. It was a strange feeling...he could freely move his body, but his senses were completely off. It was a strange feeling.

He was glad that the pain had disappeared; it had been really painful, especially when you were being burned alive.

That's how others felt? He was sorry for them...he wanted to at least thank them for being there.

Gulping, he finally decided to observe the place where he was...a completely white room with a TV, table, and several chairs around. It was a strange thing to see, considering that it was completely out of place.

"U-Umm...Hello? Anyone here?" He started to call out for someone, but no one answered. He sighed and tried to repeat his actions several other times, but to no avail. "Seems like no matter what, no one's going to answer me." He said, with his shoulders sagging in defeat.

You are wrong, though.

A sudden voice made Makoto flinch; he jumped up and turned toward the source of the sound. "Wh-what?!" He was dumbfounded; there had been no one in the room five minutes ago, yet now...he saw a tall woman in a black suit with blonde hair, which was tied into a ponytail, and golden eyes like her hair.

He didn't know who she was, but she seemed gentle and very nice. She started to approach him, and once she caught up with him, she raised both of her hands and immediately grabbed Makoto's body and held him in a tight hug.

"There there..." She was patting his hair while his eyes were as wide as the Mariana Trench. Who was she and why was she hugging him? These questions filled Makoto's head. He tried to back away from her, but it felt nice.

He couldn't remember when was the last time he had been hugged… maybe it was before Maizono's death. He didn't know why, but he tightly held onto the hand of the woman who was holding him, clinging onto her jacket. Tears started to escape from his eyes. He didn't know why, but he felt like crying. He wanted to cry out. He was scared… he tried to hide the fact, but he still slipped. He never wanted to die, but there was no choice. He wanted to see his family and be reunited with his friends. The woman continued to pat his head. It was a pleasant feeling.

She said gently, 'You can tell me what's bothering you.' He didn't know whether he should tell her or not, but something told him that this woman was on his side. 'I...I am sad,' he began. 'I never wanted to die, but...but I was scared that my friends would die as well! I can endure pain, but I can't endure seeing my friends die again! Anything but that...I...want to live!' He felt sad about his own death, but he was also glad that at least his friends were alright.

The woman was still hugging him and calmly listening to his words...it pained her as well. Her blonde hair swaying in the wind, she patiently waited for him to calm down.

Once he did so, she stopped. "Feeling better?" She asked kindly as he nodded with his face slightly reddening from the realization that he had cried in front of a stranger, a girl at that. "Y-yes..." He stammered out, clearing his throat. "...I kinda needed it." He finished, scratching his cheek with a soft smile on his face.

"If you need something like that, I will be more than happy to help you; after all, I am your good fortune."

Naegi raised an eyebrow after hearing her last sentence. "My good... Fortune?" he tilted his head sideways.

The woman smiled again. "Yes. I am your fortune, Makoto." She said. "I am your luck, and the good things in your life. You can call me anything you like, for I am yours alone." This caused Naegi to blush in crimson shades of red. "W-What are you talking about??"

She understood that it was futile to explain things simply, so she decided to start from scratch. "Makoto Naegi... unfortunately, you died. You died a death that should not have happened...but something went wrong. You ended up being dead instead of Enoshia Junko."

"Huh? You mean Junko should have died?"

She nodded her head in confirmation. "Indeed. But as I said earlier, something went completely wrong." Naegi was confused. "Th-Than what is this place? Why am I here?"

This place is called the Hollow Space. Whenever there's an error, the person who was the victim of the error is transported here. I would say it was your bad luck that you ended up here.

So that was it? Did he die because of his bad luck? He knew that one day his crappy luck would jinx him...but he never expected his bad luck to be so merciless. "I think I understand now...but still, one thing is not clear." He placed his hand on his chin. "Why did you call yourself my 'good fortune'?"

She smiled upon hearing his words. Placing her hand over her chest, which was larger than Makoto's head, she bowed down like a butler giving courtesy to their master. "I am your good fortune…I am your luck. I took a life form to meet you."

"H-Huh? My luck... Huh!? Do you mean that you are my luck? How is that possible?" He was confused; how could something like luck take a life form? It was wild. "No matter what you say it won't change the fact that I am your luck, Makoto Naegi, and I am here to serve you."

Naegi's head needed an explanation; his supposed 'luck' was confusing him with every word she said.

She understood him and decided to explain, "Well...throughout your entire life, you've been surrounded by nothing but bad luck. Even when you entered Hope's Peak, it was still more of bad luck than good luck... your life has been filled with so much bad luck that even I, your good luck charm, have only been able to keep you alive for this long." It took some time, but eventually, Makoto understood her.

He was so unlucky that his life was always in danger and his fortune barely managed to keep him alive...but when the trial for his punishment began, bad luck took over and...the result was tragic. In the end, he was dead.

So...I died because I was unlucky. Haha...well that's life.

I know it's hard to proceed, but it's still true…I am sorry. If I were a bit stronger, I would have—

No. It isn't your fault. You were keeping me safe all this time and defending me from my bad luck...If it weren't for you, I would be in trouble! If all I am just grateful that I happened to have you around! He grabs her hands, looking into her eyes with a look filled with softness and gratitude. I think you are the best luck I could have ever asked for!

She was silent. She was silent and shocked. He had known her all his life, yet he was still surprised. 'You're kind,' she said with a smile.

They spent the remaining time talking to each other; Naegi started to understand her better with each minute of their conversation.

I understand the error and my bad luck, but what is going to happen next?

She smiled again. "Isn't it obvious? When a person dies due to an error of another world rather than their own...isn't it obvious for them to be reincarnated into that world?"

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"What do you mean?"

"Isekai."

What did you say?

"I am telling you… you will be transported into another world, whatever you choose to call it."

Makoto frowned in surprise and confusion. "What do you mean by 'Isekai'? Isn't it a thing that happens in fantasy manga?"

"You know…the fact that you died and yet you're here, talking to someone who's still alive, makes you doubt my words?"

Makoto raised his finger to argue, but he slowly placed it down. "Ugh...why though?"

I believe that you deserve a second chance. A chance to change your life and make new friends.

Makoto actually wasn't against it, but...he felt pity for his friends who were in his world. While he enjoyed his life, they were probably suffering; that's why... "I don't think I deserve this...I mean, people are suffering while I am..."

"You are too kind… for your own good," she said as she moved towards him and placed her hand on his face. "The time flows differently in the world I am about to send you. One hundred years there is probably one second in your real world."

"What?!"

Yes. And besides, what if you could find a way to go back to your original world? The world where you would have magic. What if you could become strong in there and go back and save everyone? Isn't it better?

From her speech, it became clear that the world he was about to enter had magic, just like in all the novels and manga he had read; it was probably possible for him to return to his own world. Stronger than before, strong enough to save everyone...strong enough to prevent despair and spread hope.

He raised his head now filled with hope. "You are right...I am foolish to not accept this kind of opportunity."

She smiled, "Then you are ready?"

"Yes... umm... actually, no."

"What do you mean by 'Hm?'"

He scratched his cheek. "I don't know your name yet."

"You were worried about this? Ahahaha!" She started laughing while Makoto blushed in embarrassment. "It's really cute of you, Makoto, but since you are curious..." She leaned towards his ear and softly whispered, "I am the Goddess of Luck; your lucky charm, and most loyal friend. I am your luck, and my name is Fortuna."

This was the beginning. The beginning of an adventure for innocent Makoto Naegi as he pursues a way to save himself and his friends, and gains new ones along the way.

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Hey! Jumbo here. I thought it would be interesting to see Makoto Naegi in the Fairy Tail world...I saw some fanfictions about it and...well, I didn't get the result I wanted. All those fics were excellent but I wanted something else...many fics made Makoto either a Dragon Slayer or gave him some kind of cheat abilities while I...I also will give him a cheat ability...his luck because I think it is the most insane ability a person could ever have...you never know when it will happen but it's powerful enough to make anyone who is against you shit their pants.

And also yes, it is a harem cuz…well, I love harem stories.