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'Thought'
"Talking"
*Action*
"Powerful entity (gods, dragons, etc.)"
The scene opens to the ruins of a massive structure that seemed to be the amalgamation of organic and inorganic matter as indicated by the pair of massive but broken teeth in the background.
The landscape quickly switches to the ruins of a throne room as a black vortex appears and a figure jumps out in a… less than grateful position.
"Note to self: don't jump into portals when you're in a rush." I groan and slowly get up.
[And it seems we have ended up in another random universe. Again]
"To be fair, I was running from security guards. I didn't exactly have time to think." I look around the ruined chamber. "What is this place?"
[The walls and general structure indicates that this place was organic in nature. It also seems to be magical in nature]
"Magical? Did we end up in a magic universe? I wonder which one?" I ponder the question. I know many shows and games that revolve around magic like the Fate series and Overlord. However, nothing in this place indicates that I am in either of those worlds. "I guess I'll just have to take a look around."
[Try using Mana Sense. It should be able to direct you to the source]
"Right." I close my eyes and activate [Mana Sense], sending a blue pulse throughout the entire area.
*PING!*
"Found them. There are five magical signatures just below us." I said.
Skill Level Up!
[Mana Sense LVL. 2/10]
I walk out of the throne room and journey forward, passing through the destroyed and decaying halls which are riddled with the corpses of monsters and so on. "These monsters… they look familiar."
After sometime I come upon a large gash spewing some kind of substance almost like a gaping wound. "The signal leads down here." Without a second thought, I jump down the gash and land on a river. "*Gasp!* This shit stinks!" I yell as the current drags me into an opening. I struggle to free myself but the current is too much as I am forced into taking hard turns and stretching myself in order to fit through narrow paths. Eventually, I fall out of the pipes and land on the cold hard floor revealing that the pipe has been ruptured.
I take a quick sniff of my clothes and quickly pull my head back in disgust. "Gross. I smell like shit."
[It seems we have arrived at the center of the structure. The mana output here is much higher than on the surface although it seems to be… corrupted]
I look around to see organic wiring traveling throughout the area, carrying all of the energy to one place. I follow the trail of magic before finding a small opening in the wall and take a look. On the other side are large vats full of glowing liquid, but I also spot many more behind them although those seem to be non functional.
"Is this… some kind of laboratory?" But my musing is cut short by a series of voices coming from the other side.
"Raaagh! Damn those Fairy Tail wizards!" An angry voice roared. "Especially that Dragon Slayer! I'm gonna flail him!"
"Fairy Tail?" I blink before getting a better look at the two. The first is a young muscular man with animal features, particularly those of a cat or a cheetah. He has dark blonde hair, reaching down to his shoulders and covering the left side of his face, perpetually hiding his left eye from sight, juts upwards on top of his head in a pair of prominent protrusions shaped like ears, his nose is small and black like a canine's; he has a furry tail protruding from his lower back, colored the same as his hair, and pointed, triangular fang-like teeth. His one visible eye, complete with a dark slit pupil, bears a thick dark outline, and black spots are present both below it and above its linear eyebrow.
His outfit consists of loose light gloves, almost reaching up to his shoulders, each secured on top by two light buttoned bands, and bearing an ornamental motif consisting of large, dark rhombuses linked together on the outer sides; these gloves appear to reveal his dark fingers. He has a yellow garb tied around his waist with hanging edges on the front and split in two tails on the back, both light hems and light ornamental bands located on his thighs, with jagged lower edges. His furry calves and feet are left exposed, save for a dark band circling each of his ankles. He wears a long dark scarf with light edges, circling his neck twice, which has its ends left hanging over Jackal's back, reaching down to his knees.
"Cease your anger, Jackal. You should feel fortunate that you're even back from the dead." A calm voice said. He is a massive, extremely muscular-like shark creature, but also vastly resembles a Lizardman in both build and posture. He has dark pinkish skin with a plate covering his flattened, angular head, sporting a single fin-like protrusion on its front, is dark red, as are the rhombus-shaped markings adorning the back of his neck; similar markings are also found on the plate's back end, but white in color. Small scales are present around his eyes and at the ends of his head, he lacks a visible nose, and has a golden, elongated armored plate covering his chin. However, what most jarring are his massive, long arms, each sporting an arched-backwards, fin-like bladed protrusion on the outer side; paired with his somewhat small legs gives him a stocky look.
His outfit is entirely colored brown, in varying shades. He wears a dark brown, open short-sleeved shirt, adorned by a number of light brown triangles and trimmed by thick beige fur, over his muscular chest, which is crossed by two dark brown bands, each secured on the front by two small, light gray metallic dons loose, whitish brown pants, possessing prominent dark hems, with an orange-brown band circling his waist, alongside simple brown shoes, with darker toe boxes extending in a stripe towards the ankle.
I remember them. Jackal and Torafuzar. They're members of [Tartaros]; a [Dark Guild].
A guild of demons.
"Hmph. It is because you let your pride get in the way that costs us everything. If I were your master, I'd have you executed right this moment." An old man said. He is a tall, elderly man distinguished by his massive, extremely muscular physique, untarnished despite his advanced age. He has long white hair that is extremely jutting out as well as an equally long beard. His sunken eyes are almost completely white, lacking pupils. He leaves his chest bare, showcasing a large scar at the center, exactly where his heart should be. He also dons a decorative tattoo-like design that is heavily concentrated on the left side of his torso and slightly spread throughout the rest of his body.
His outfit consists of a very loose pair of light pants, which on the front of each leg bears a vertical line composed of many dark rhombs joined together and lined up. He doesn't wear shoes and his arms are entirely covered in black bandages. Around his neck is a necklace composed of many large, dark spheres, reminiscent of an oversized series of Buddhist prayer beads.
His name is Jiemma Orland, the former guild master of [Sabertooth]. And from what I remember; an asshole.
"Oh shut up, you old geezer! You're nothing but talk! After all, didn't your former guild not only beat you once but twice?" Jackal yelled out before he smirks. "Aren't you just pathetic?"
Jiemma's body is suddenly enveloped in magical energy, his sunken eyes staring down at the Etherious. "You dare? You DARE!?"
Jackal just gives him a feral look, like a predator ready to pounce on his prey. "Bring it on, old man!"
"Enough!" Torafuzar jumps in between them, using both of his arms to split them apart. "Now is not the time for infighting! You are both proud members of Tartaros! Start acting like it!"
"Tch!" Jackal clicks his tongue. "Whatever."
"Hmph." Jiemma's power subsidies.
'For some reason, I am getting Erza vibes from that guy.' I thought.
"We need to put aside whatever animosity we have against each other, and focus on how we can save the guild our master created." Torafuzar looks back at the tank. "Hell's Core… it managed to survive Plutogram's death. It is the only reason why we are alive now." He places his hand on the glass. "But in its current state, it cannot revive the rest of our brethren. Our only hope now is to find a way to restore Hell's Core and for that, we need power."
"That's easier said than done." Jackal said, putting his arms over his head. "The only one with that much power was Master Geer and he's dead. The only one I can think of with that much magical energy is Acnologia himself."
"Or the one who beat our Master." Torafuzar revealed.
Jackal's eyes widened. "No way. Are you seriously saying you want to rely on those fairies!? Don't be an idiot, Torafuzar!"
The shark Etherious closes his eyes. "It is the only way."
"Bullshit!" Jackal roars.
"I refuse to ask for aid from weaklings!" Jiemma exclaims.
"If you have any better ideas. I'll gladly hear them." Torafuzar says with a glare.
Three demons stare at each other as the light of Hell's Core illuminates the room. A moment passes and Jackal sighs.
"Fine. But how about we take care of that intruder for now, yeah? Their constant staring is getting on my nerves." Jackal says as the demons turn their heads to the wall… right where I am!
"Shit!" I cursed.
Jackal waves his hand and the wall immediately detonates in an explosion, forcing me back and crash on the floor.
I try to get up, but it doesn't take long for Jackal to jump from the smoke and pin me down with his foot.
"Well, look what we have here. A pesky little human!" Jackal's grin is all teeth.
"I am surprised that a human would come here." Torafuzar comments as he stares at me. "Why are you here?"
I slowly move my head to the shark demon. "I… I was just passing by."
Jackal narrows his eyes and applies more pressure on my chest. "Do you honestly think we'd believe something like that? You must think we're that stupid."
"Aaaahhh…" I groan in pain.
"Fafafafa~ now hold on. There's no need to kill him just yet."
Everyone turns to the figure walking out of the lab. She is a young girl with a small frame, who wears her dark hair in a bob cut and has two rabbit-like ears protruding from her head. She dons a light fluffy coat with large pom poms over a dark skirt and shirt, and completes her look with a pair of tights that run into knee-high boots. Around her neck, she wears a tie that says 1/16.
"You better explain yourself quickly, Lamy." Jackal snarls.
"Well, I was thinking~ Why not use him to spy on Fairy Tail? He could gain their trust and when they least expect it, we will destroy them~" Lamy said, swaying her body back and forth with excitement. "While we're at it, why not also turn him into a demon? Hell's Core still has enough for the conversion process."
Jackal's smile widens. "Sounds like fun." He then turns back to his prey. "What do you say, human? Wanna become like us?"
Jackal sees the human open his mouth, but he can't hear what he's saying.
"Huh? What was that? You got to speak louder." Jackal taunted him.
"G… o…"
"Speak louder!" Jackal yelled, however, he blinked in surprise by the sneer on the human's face.
"Get your filthy legs off me." I order as I release a dark pulse that sends Jackal back.
Jackal quickly gets on his feet as I rise from the ground. "W-What the hell!?"
I activate [Observe] and look up their stats.
Name: Jackal
Title: Bomb Demon, Sociopath, The Torturer, Nine Demon Gates
Level: 56
Affiliation: Tartaros
HP: 1,300
MP: 0
CP: 800
SP: 300
AP: 0
Thoughts about you: Surprise
Name: Torafuzar
Title: The Dark, Jaws, Nine Demon Gates
Level: 58
Affiliation: Tartaros
HP: 2,500
MP: 0
CP: 1,000
SP: 700
AP: 0
Thoughts about you: Surprised
Name: Jiemma Orland
Title: The Tengu, The Strongest Mage in Sabertooth, Child Beater
Level: 60
Affiliation: Sabertooth (Formally)
HP: 3,489
MP: 2,876
CP: 500
SP: 1,534
AP: 0
Thoughts about you: Weak
[CP is short for Curse Power since they don't use mana. It seems converted demons can still use magic but likely to a smaller degree]
'Hm, their stats don't match their levels. Is it because the damage done to the lab?' I ask as I read the data. 'It seems even after becoming a demon, Jiemma hold no loyalty to [Tartaros].'
Jackal grits his teeth. "Hey, human. What did you just do!?" He gets no response. "ANSWER ME, DAMMIT!"
"Why should I answer to the barking of a mongrel? You should know when to stop and listen to your betters." I said.
Jackal lets out a roar and charges at me, only to be blasted away by my [Gaster Blaster] crashing into the lab.
"Pathetic." I told him.
Torafuzar looks at the human but before he can even move, a yellow sphere forms around the human trapping him inside.
"What's this?" I mutter as I try to punch the bubble but it wasn't effective. "That's new."
"Do you see now, human!? This is the superior power of a demon!" Jackal screams as he walks out of the lab. "This is [Curse Power]!" He snaps his fingers and the sphere detonates immediately.
"Who's the weak one now!?" Jackal exclaims and begins to cackle.
"I suppose even a mongrel is more than just talk. I'll commend you for that."
Jackal stops laughing as he looks at the smoke and his eyes widen as he sees the human not only alive, but unharmed.
"Though I don't appreciate you ruining my jacket." I rip the jacket of my torso with ease.
"H-How are you still alive!? No survives my [Curse]! NO ONE!" Jackal screams.
I arch an eyebrow. "Didn't Fairy Tail beat you twice already? I guess your precious [Curse] is nothing but all talk if a couple of humans can beat you."
Jackal grits his teeth to the point they may shatter from the pressure.
Torafuzar sees this and tries to calm him down. "Jackal, stop. You need to-" But is quickly thrown back by the cheetah Etherious.
"I'll kill you… I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!" Jackal's body begins to grow and change, becoming more like a beast than a man. He has fur over most of his body and gains a canine snout and face, complete with pointed fangs and a long tongue, mostly shown dangling down from the sides of his mouth. He grows massive dark claws on both his black hands, with his forearms having had their spots enlarged to accommodate their new size, and his now animal-like legs; his tail becomes longer and bushier. The disappearance of his hair exposes his left eye, crossed diagonally by a small scar; in this form, both of the Etherious' eyes are shown as blank and pupil-less, with more spots surrounding them.
"That's it? That's your true form? I was expecting something more hellish-looking. You're just a Rath rip-off." I remarked with a boring tone.
"I'M GOING TO RIP YOU TO SHREDS AND EAT YOUR INTESTINES!" Jackal bellows and charges at me with his sharp claws. He swipes the claws but I leap back to avoid the attack, which tears the floor that I was standing on.
I pull out my [Super Shotgun] and use its hook to grab Jackal's neck. The Etherious doesn't have time to counter as I'm pulled in and fire the shotgun point-blank, causing the Etherious' body to collapse on the ground.
You have defeated Jackal! You have gained 32,444 EXP! You have earned 22,456 Credits!
Level Up(x3)!
Jackal's body disappears into nothingness. "He seriously died from a single shot? Even for most demons, that is pretty sad." I turn my eyes to Jiemma. "Are you going to try and kill me as well?"
The converted demon scoffs. "Why should I? He was weak like you said. If a [Demon of Zeref] cannot even defeat a human, then they are no better than trash."
I laugh a little. "I guess that's true. Though if all [Nine Demon Gates] were here, I probably won't survive." I sigh. "All of the Etherious were created for the purpose of killing Zeref, but the only one who could pull that off was [E.N.D.], their so-called 'Master'."
"Hm, yes. That fool Mard Geer kept talking about him. It begs the question why such a powerful demon never appeared. He likely doesn't even exist." Jiemma said.
"Oh? But he does exist and you've met him, several times in fact. In both the Grand Magic Games and here in Tartaros." I cooly state.
Jiemma's eyebrows rise up in shock. He already met [E.N.D.]? But when!? The only people he's encountered here and in the Games were-
"... Fairy Tail. You mean one of the members of that accursed guild is [E.N.D.]!?" Jiemma exclaims.
I nod. "Yep. He likely doesn't even know himself. But you know what's funny? Mard Geer wanted to wipe out all magic and [E.N.D.] uses magic, so he was going to kill his precious Master in the end."
"I always knew he was a fool." Jiemma said.
"A powerful fool." I corrected him. Mard Geer may have been obsessed with reviving Zeref's first demon, but his power can't be denied. The fact that he can fight evenly against the Celestial Spirit King and take hits from Igneel is no easy feat. And I sincerely doubt Jiemma can beat those two let alone Mard.
The two of us stare at each other, which makes the air around us grow stagnant.
"I will say this once. Join me." Jiemma demands.
"No." I said.
"Then die." Jiemma's body blurs for a moment before appearing right in front of me. He then delivers a massive punch that sends me flying across the facility until I crash outside.
"Ngh… huh?" I open my eyes and see Jiemma jumping out of the ruins. He raises his hand and it glows and it only takes a microsecond for my body to be sent flying back by an explosion.
-10,799 Damage (-50%)
34,171/39,570 AP
21,960/21,960 HP
Jiemma lands and I fire the grappling hook of the [Super Shotgun], however to my surprise, the former human grabs the hook.
"!?" Jiemma then pulls the chain and I am quickly drawn towards him only to be punched in the face. He then opens his hand and my eyes widen as he unleashes an explosion at point-blank.
-23,261 Damage (-50%)
22,540/39,570 AP
21,960/21,960 HP
"Weak, weak! You are nothing but a weakling, boy!" Jiemma stares down at the corpse. "Did you think your toys would be enough against me? This just shows me just how weak you really are." He then begins to kick the body.
-4,555 Damage (-50%)
20,263/39570 AP
21,960/21,960 HP
"I will have my revenge. I will go to Sabertooth and massacre everyone! I will kill Rogue and Sting but not before I force them to watch as I drain the lives of their animal pets. I will find Minerva and show her why she is just weakling. Her only purpose in life was to breed children with my powerful blood!" The kicks intensify.
-4,555 Damage (-50%)
17,986/39570 AP
21,960/21,960 HP
-4,555 Damage (-50%)
15,709/39570 AP
21,960/21,960 HP
-4,555 Damage (-50%)
13,432/39570 AP
21,960/21,960 HP
"Then I will head to Magnolia and kill every SINGLE fairy I find until I kill [E.N.D.] with my own two hands!" Jiemma prepares to deliver another kick only for a hand to grab it.
I look up at the demon with cold lifeless eyes. "You really are the lowest of the low. You don't even deserve to be called a Wizard."
"Huh!?" Jiemma looks down before he is blown away by an explosion of dark energy. When he looks up, he sees a demon with jet black wings, white horns, and tattoos across his body.
I glare at the demon. "Jiemma Orland. You have shown me that you are nothing but a fool who sees everyone as a pawn to gain power. You are not deserving of your daughter, your guild, your magic, or even your own life." The [Super Shotgun] vanishes and it is replaced with the [Devil Sword Sparda]. "Your sentence… is death."
Jiemma tries to step forward, but finds that he is unable to move. Why!? He's just a weakling! A failure of a wizard! He's not even worth the effort. And yet what is this odd feeling rising inside him?
Could this be... fear? Is he... afraid of him!?
Unacceptable... UNACCEPTABLE!
"DIE!" With a wave of his hand, he causes the entire area to erupt in an explosion; however, this does nothing as the demon simply flies in at high speeds. He blocks the incoming strikes from the sword, and is surprised by the fact he is bleeding.
"Give up. This sword can cut through demons like paper. You have no hope of surviving." I state.
Jiemma grits his teeth. "DON'T LOOK DOWN ON ME!" He tries to hit me with its massive strength, but is blocked by [Sparda].
"Pathetic." I said as [Sparda] begins to shift and gets longer, its blade detaching from the rest of the body though it is kept in place thanks to the sword's organic muscles.
"[Devil Sword Sparda: Scythe Mode]." I declared and pulled back the scythe, letting the blade cleave the demon's forearms in two.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" Jiemma screams in absolute agony as the stumps bleed profusely and falls to his knees. "NO, NO! THIS CANNOT BE!"
"Believe it. You never had a chance against me." I said. "You're just… a weakling."
"NO, NO! I am the strongest! I AM THE STRONGEST!" Jiemma screamed, fear fully taken hold as foam builds up in his mouth. "I WILL KILL YOU! I WILL-!"
"Shut. Up." I decapitate him with my scythe, ending the guild master who became mad with strength and power.
You have defeated Jiemma Orland! You have gained 36,143 EXP! You have earned 28,544 Credits!
Level Up(x3)!
I look down at Jiemma's head and crush it under my foot.
[Was that really necessary? The man was already dead]
I wipe the remains of brain matter on a nearby rock. "Men like him don't deserve such dignity. They should just disappear from the face of the earth." I raise my hand at the body and it quickly ignites before it extinguishes, leaving only ashes.
Skill Level Up!
[Elemental Manipulation LVL. 2/10]
I sense a presence slowly approaching and turn to see Torafuzar and Lamy approaching me.
"What do you want?" But instead of attacking, the two Etherious simply bowed to me. "What's this?"
"My lord! I beg you to please spare our lives! " Torafuzar pleads.
I arch an eyebrow. I wasn't expecting a [Demon of Zeref] to beg for mercy, especially one that was part of the [Nine Demon Gates].
[They could be useful to us. After all, we don't know jack about what is happening right now]
"... and what would I gain from sparing your miserable lives?" I said, keeping my act of the terrifying demon.
"I…" Torafuzar gulps as he is overwhelmed by the intense pressure.
"Your guild is destroyed. Your guildmates are dead. Your resurrection chamber is on its last legs. So I'll ask again; what would I gain from sparing your miserable lives?" I asked.
"..." Torafuzar couldn't think of anything to offer.
"We offer ourselves to you!" Lamy yelled. "I know how to create new demons and bring the dead back to life. Master Mard Geer sought to imprint that knowledge into my being! And Torafuzar-sama is impervious to most attacks! I'm sure we can be useful to you in some way!"
"Lamy…!" Torafuzar said.
"Please… I don't wanna die again…" Lamy begins sobbing, which catches my attention.
"Stop that, Lamy! You are a member of Tartaros! We do not fear death-"
"Stop." I chime in causing the shark demon to look at me. "Get up. Both of you."
I stare down at the rabbit demon. "What is your name, little one?"
"I-I am Lamy, sir." Lamy stutters out.
Name: Lamy
Title: The Rabbit of Hell, The Slippery Demon
Level: 10
Affiliation: Tartaros
HP: 600
MP: 0
CP: 200
SP: 300
AP: 0
Thoughts about you: Scared
"You said that you had knowledge on demons?" I asked.
Lamy nods frantically. "Mhm! Mhm! I know how to convert humans to demons and create new demons from scratch! I can also restore them to their prime state and even improve them!"
"Good. I could use that." I smiled.
Lamy's face turns crimson from the praise.
I turn my gaze to Torafuzar. "And you said you were impervious to most attacks?"
"Y-Yes, sir." Torafuzar replied only to suddenly be blasted in an instant. When the smoke clears, it shows Torafuzar mostly burned but very much alive.
Name: Torafuzar
Title: The Dark, Jaws, Nine Demon Gates
Level: 58
Affiliation: Tartaros
HP: 1,278
MP: 0
CP: 1,000
SP: 700
AP: 0
Thoughts about you: Distressed
"You survived, excellent. You will do nicely."
"T-Thank you, maou-sama!" Torafuzar exclaims.
+44 Reputation with Torafuzar (44/100)
+67 Affection with Lamy (67/100)
"One more thing, my name isn't 'Maou'." I disengage my transformation. "My name is Asmodeus."
"Asmodeus-sama!" Lamy exclaims with cheer.
Torafuzar nods. "A mighty name for a mighty Demon Lord."
You have gained the title [Demon Lord].
[Demon Lord]
All demons/devils who weaker will be more subservient to you.
'[Demon Lord], huh? I could work with that.' I thought. "Now then, I need to know exactly what has been happening around here."
"Fafafafa~ I will gladly tell you, Asmodeus-sama!" Lamy exclaims as she tells her story. Apparently, Lamy was one of the last mass-produced Etherious that had survived and hid until the battle ended. Afterwards, Lamy recovered Jackal, Torafuzar, and Jiemma and then used the remains of other demons to bring them back to life. However, because of the damage done by Mirajane, the process took longer than she thought; almost three years. With nothing to do, she went around the Fiore until she was hit with Irine's [Universe One] spell which dropped her in Magnolia. She watched the war between the Alvarez Empire and Fairy Tail, where she saw the death of Zeref, their creator; something that shocked Torafuzar.
"Overall, those were some pretty interesting three years." Lamy sighs in exhaustion.
'So I missed the Alvarez arc by a whole year. Then that means that Irine is already dead.' I let out a deep sigh. 'A shame, too. I really wanted to learn enchantment magic from her.'
"So… our creator is gone…" Torafuzar mutters quietly. "Then our purpose for existence… is also gone, too."
"Oh who cares. He's dead and you're not." I told him. "You are no longer bound by the machinations of that mage, you are your own person now." I point at him. "So tell me Torafuzar, what do you plan to do now?"
Torafuzar's eyes widened at the question. "I… don't know."
"Let me rephrase the question then. What is your desire?" I asked him. "Every living thing has one, so tell me yours."
"..." Torafuzar looks down in deep thought. "I… I want to fight a worthy opponent. The Dragon Slayer was good, but he is not the one I sought. My comrades would often ridicule me for being so human, but I do not see it that way. I want to live the way of the warrior."
I smirk. "In that case, you'll fit right in. The multiverse is full of combatants that are quite literally out of this world. I'm sure you'll find the one true rival you seek."
The two Etherious look at me confused. "Multiverse?"
I clap my hands together. "Right. First things first, we gotta fix this mess. There's no way I'm letting my new comrades in this fucking place. It's disgraceful!"
Torafuzar's eyes widened. "Does that mean you are reviving [Tartaros]?"
I laugh. "Fuck no! Why would I revive a defeated guild?" A dark aura begins to envelop my body. "I'm going to make something new. Something better than a magic guild." Darkness erupts and spreads out rapidly, covering the ruins of the [Cube] completely.
"W-What is it?" Lamy nervously asks as the surroundings begin to shift and morph before they are pulled into the largest mass.
"Oh, it's gonna be beautiful, my little bunny. Just you wait." I smile widely as my masterpiece is born.
In a land filled with flowing lava, charred stone and massive volcanoes there laid a giant, red dragon atop the highest volcano. He was covered in lava, and smoke flared from its nostrils. He flexes his leathery red wings and raises its massive head that has a crystal-like spike spaced atop it.
"I can sense it, power beyond measure. A supreme darkness. Who is that?" The dragon said before its scaly face twists in a grin. "Finally, a chance to test my strength against someone other than the god Dragons of Guiltena!" The dragon roars in excitement, fire rises from the Earth and it takes to the sky. Everything around the dragon melts and the sky grows red from the intense heat.
"I will not stand by and hide any longer! The time for me to test my power has come. I, Ignia, will reign as the Supreme being over Earthland!" Ignia, the Fire Dragon God, declares and takes to the sky.
At the same time
In a land that never saw the sun, and the moon was the only source of light that gleamed over it (somehow). Stood a massive mountain made up of black stone was Black Moon Mountain. Within this mountain was a massive hot spring that had eastern redbuds surrounding it, fluttering their petals onto the spring and the eastern-style palace surrounding it.
In this hot spring is a buxom and a curvaceous woman with her long blonde hair leaning against a dragon statue as she looks up at the sky.
"Oh? It seems one of the dragon gods is finally on the move again. What is this I sensed as well? A large power somewhere far to the southeast? If I can sense it from here it must be truly immense." She flips her legs over one another. "The era of Acnologia and Zeref has ended. Is this the sign to the birth of a new era? An era of darkness? Will it usher the salvation or the destruction of humanity? I suppose only time will tell…" She then drinks from a small cup of sake.
Elsewhere
A young man narrows his eyes in concern as he stares at the horizon. He has blue shoulder-length hair, two long horns, and a facial tattoo over his right eye. He dons a dark coat over a long shirt, accompanied by loose pants tucked into pirate boots. His accessories include a necklace with three circular ornaments and black gloves that only partially cover his palm.
"Water God-sama? Is something troubling you?" A woman wearing glasses and a black suit asks as she walks up from behind him.
"Yes Karameel, one of the dragon gods, is on the move once again."
"Oh? Is Ignia going to destroy another country?"
"Possibly, but there's more to it than that. My sensory abilities aren't the best right now as you know, but I don't need to be at full capacity to feel that."
"Feel what Water God-sama?"
"Darkness. A power so ancient and limitless that it will swallow the world." Water God said.
"T-that powerful? Do you think the Guiltina council sensed it?" Karameel asked.
He shakes his head. "I severely doubt it. Only those with either immense magical capabilities and enhanced senses like myself could from this far off. Even so, they wouldn't intervene since it's not in Guiltina, and I doubt they'd be able to do much against this foe, even with their immense weaponry."
"Do you think the other Dragon Gods sensed it?" Karameel asked.
"Most definitely. I wouldn't be surprised if Ignia isn't on his way to fight it as we speak. As much as he hates to admit it, he takes too much after his father." He said with a ghost of a smile on his face.
"What should we do?" Karameel asked.
The Water God takes a deep breath. "The White Wizard will no doubt go after this power. If she manages to seal it and Ignia's power, then nothing will stop her."
Karameel went silent after that. Her eyes widened, as she saw the water gods' handshake slightly.
'He's not afraid of what might happen to him, but what might happen to the town. How did he become so caring?' Karameel thought.
Somewhere in the world
A slim, young-looking woman of average height with green eyes and prominent dark eyebrows. The ends of her hair are sausage curled, bundled into four thick strands in the back and two thick strands in the front. She dons a corset over a layered dress, as well as dark colored stockings. She wears many dark green ribbons, including two in her hair and one around the frilled neckline of her dress containing a stone in the middle. She also wears a gold headdress with a decorative rose design and a small blue jewel.
"What an awful power. Such terrible darkness has descended upon the world." She said with a grin. "Don't worry, soon even darkness will be turned white.
Author Notes
Here it is. It's short, but I didn't have much to work with.
The OC's first real jump into another world and he ends up in the ruins of Tartaros. I had to binge watch the entire Tartaros arc because it's been a long time since I've tackled Fairy Tail (mostly because I grew up reading the manga than the anime), but I think I got an understanding on some things.
Out of all of Tartaros, Torafuzar stood out to me. He was respectful to his opponents and didn't enjoy torturing them like the rest of his kind. He prides himself as being a part of his guild much like everyone else, and seemed to have his own sense of honor making him more human than the others. And seeing as the anime never confirmed he died, I thought it would be a good idea to add him to the story.
As for Lamy, well... everyone needs a mascot.
So what does he plan to do with said ruins? You'll just have to wait to find out. And it seems that the Dragon Gods have taken notice, along with a certain witch.
And is it just me, or does the OC seem a bit off to you?
Anyways, there will be no more updates for this story until next year. I wanna focus on my other stories.
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Peace~