Why Am I in Fairy Tail? I Didn't Sign Up for This

by dragongodslayer7

Hikigaya Hachiman is isekai'd into Fairy Tail, a world fueled by magic—except magic refuses to work on him. With his Anti-Magic nullifying spells and his cynicism clashing against Fairy Tail's optimism, he's roped into guild life against his will. As he navigates reckless mages, absurd battles, and unexpected bonds, he faces one question: Why?

1. Prologue

Journal Entry: Hikigaya Hachiman

I don't know who's reading this. Hell, I don't even know why I'm writing this. Maybe it's habit. Maybe it's some desperate attempt to make sense of my situation. Or maybe, deep down, I'm just hoping that if I die in this ridiculous world, someone will at least know I was here.

That's right. I'm not in Chiba anymore. I don't know how, I don't know why, but I woke up in a place that defies all common sense. It's like something out of those overhyped light novels I used to see people reading on the train. You know the ones—some loser gets hit by a truck, dies, and wakes up in a world of magic, monsters, and conveniently attractive women.

Except I didn't get hit by a truck. I didn't die. As far as I know, I just… disappeared. One moment, I was in my classroom, staring at the board while Hiratsuka-sensei scolded me for another one of my insightful essays. The next, I was lying face-up in the dirt, staring at a sky that looked like it belonged in an over-polished RPG cutscene.

And the people here? Oh, they're exactly what I expected. Loud. Reckless. Overflowing with the kind of blind optimism that makes me want to curl up and disappear. Magic is everywhere. People shoot fire from their hands, lift boulders with their minds, summon swords from thin air like it's the most normal thing in the world.

But here's the kicker—magic doesn't work on me. Or rather, it avoids me, like I'm some kind of walking void in a world made of magic. When someone tries to hit me with a spell, it flickers when it gets near me, causing other magic to not work properly near me and dies if I am able to touch it. When I touch something enchanted, the magic unravels like it was never there.

In a world where magic is everything, I am nothing.

I'd love to say this makes me some kind of overpowered protagonist, but that would imply I actually want to be here. I don't. I want to go home. Back to my comfortable solitude, back to my books, back to my small, predictable life where the biggest threat was Hiratsuka-sensei's fists of justice.

But the universe, as always, has other plans.

Because as of today, I've somehow become a member of a guild full of idiots.

A place called Fairy Tail.

End Journal Entry.