Three months since the war with the Alvarez Empire, Wendy has had a simple life. Attending Guild Quests, hanging out with her friends, and checking up on Sherria. Yet, somehow, she ends up in the Wild West where none of them are present. She is eventually found by a gang of outlaws and has no choice but to adapt to their rules. What could possibly go wrong for Wendy?

The stories of other characters's perspective during Wendy Marvell's time in 1899's American Frontier.

This is a random stuff I came up in the middle of the night. It’s like fairy tail x red dead redemption crossover kind of thing (first fanfic btw). Plus, this is like an alternate universe kind of stuff.