[City of Magnolia]
Ivan's figure was consumed in darkness.
It rushed up to cover him completely, forming around his body pulling tightly to his skin and body. It took an effort of willpower to shape the darkness into what he wanted, though clear visualization in his mind made that process a fair bit easier.
He took a deep breath in and then out.
With the smoke like darkness finally under control his spell could finally be perceived properly. It was armor, armor made from darkness. It pulled tight to his skin, formed plates all around his body—arms, legs, shoulders, chest. Giving his presence weight.
While Ivan had succeeded in the casting of his first true spell, he had not completed it entirely. There was more he wanted to do, more he wanted to add. And most of all the drain on his magic was severe enough that the spell could only last more than seconds before dissipating.
As darkness faded away from his form Ivan fell to the ground panting. Even with the training Makarov had put him and Gildarts through, increasing their magical containers would take time and practice. If he casted the spell enough, got more use it, he knew it would get easier.
He brought himself back up staring up at the night sky smiling. It still was a grand achievement in his mind, casting his first spell especially at his age with his talent was no easy feat. Though did have to thank his magic oddly enough, it seemed to have responded to him well, extremely well.
He didn't think too much of it, he already knew with such a unique magic, and him being a soul form another world, something odd would most defiantly happen. He hadn't expected it to be this, but then again, he wasn't too surprised.
He closed his eyes and smiled, then he got back to training. He had less than an hour before he wanted to be in bed, so if he wanted to get ahead of Gildarts he would have to train, hard.
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[City of Magnolia]
[Fairy Tail Guild, Guildmasters Quarters]
Makarov leaned back in his small wooden chair, the magical enchantment on it let him fall backwards a bit before stopping. Allowing him to lay back whenever he wanted too.
He sighed inwardly and externally.
So much work!
If he knew being a guild master was going to be the draining, he would have never excepted the position. Honestly it felt like the magic council was trying to get him to retire, maybe they were, cause whatever they were doing was working like a charm. The paperwork on his desk kept piling up and up.
Even back in the day it hadn't been this bad. Sure, Precht had gotten a fair bit of work, but it hadn't been to these levels. Though that was no doubt thanks to the lack of actual job reports, something the council had made mandatory these days.
His children didn't all fill out reports, but the ones who did he got and had to review, the ones who didn't though well he had to fabricate. It took a lot more time to review the write a job report, Makarov had to make sure everything was perfect for the council so his guild wouldn't get bothered.
Well, bothered any more than it already was.
The council had a lot of problems with Fairy Tail, most of which were the mess they left behind after every job or the chaotic nature of the guild. The council wanted them to be refine, professional guilds that represented them.
Makarov did not want that, what he wanted his guild to be, was a family. Happy, loud, chaotic, crazy, all that and more. So, he rebelled against the council, in the best way he could, by doing everything by the right and finding loopholes.
It was the best he could do without angering them directly, and it had worked for the past years. Now though it seems things were starting to spin all over the world, dark wizards were appearing left and right flooding the council on all sides. While the crisis may not be as apparent to regular people, the council had done a good job hiding that, it was quite obvious to Makarov.
He read the weekly reports and statements made by the council; he even questioned his own children on the nature of their jobs. He would be prepared for this threat to his family; it was better than the alternative, being complacent.
He only hoped that the all the trouble would die out soon, it had been growing in the past years, but only recently had the council really put their foot down. Sending out all the wizards they could, posting job after job, and deploying Rune Knights all across Ishgar.
He hoped his youngest children wouldn't get involve.
Gildarts and Ivan were great talents for Fairy Tail's future; he wanted them to be the pillars for the family one day. Already they had made great progress with their training, and Ivan with his magic, Gildarts was getting there, but slowly. He had a tremendous amount of magic within him and his talent was only getting pushed by Ivan. It was good having them two compete with each other, it would push them to be stronger and better.
Maybe in a month or two he'd give them their first job.
A simple one, that would be more traveling than fighting. He wanted them to gain perspective of the world; it would help them in their growth as wizards. Make them not just stronger mages, but people, he knew Ivan could be independent when he wanted. Though Gildarts, he wanted to give him some more time to develop.
The only thing bugging him was Ivan's magic, he didn't really care what Ivan had picked as long as it wasn't to crazy, he had believed it would've been. Though he'd been surprised when his son had just chosen darkness, especially because his darkness was...unique. Something him and Yajima had talked at lengths about, in the end they believed it to be just what Ivan imagined it to be and that's all.
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