"If you awakened that kind of magic, it means it's the one most suited to you."
Makarov's pupils trembled slightly as he recalled the soaring white dragon. The sheer presence of it still shook him.
"The more you resist it, the stronger its backlash will be. The only way to control it is to accept it first."
His voice softened, shedding the usual mischief of a cheeky old man—or the drunken fool he sometimes played. Now, he spoke as a seasoned wizard, a scholar of magic.
"But that comes later. First, you need to hone your fundamentals."
He paced, hands clasped behind his back.
"And… find another magic that aligns with your innate mana, one you can use as a cover."
"I already have an idea," Rayne said, breaking his silence.
Makarov stopped mid-step, eyebrows rising. "Oh? Let's hear it."
His gaze was warm. After everything—the village incident, Rayne's sharp retort to Laxus, and the transformation overnight—he could no longer treat this child as naive.
"Requip Magic."
The words left Rayne's lips calmly, though the idea had struck him like lightning.
The Red Dragon Emperor's Gauntlet. He couldn't abandon it—not when it grew alongside him. But how to use it without exposing his secret?
Then Makarov's words had sparked the answer: Erza Scarlet's magic.
Requip: The Knight—storing weapons and armor in another dimension, summoning them instantly. On the surface, it resembled summoning magic. If Rayne mastered even a basic form of Requip, wielding the gauntlet would seem natural.
"Requip?" Makarov's eyes narrowed. It was a Holder-Type magic, technically fitting Rayne's "summoning" claim from last night. But…
"Your training will be brutal. Are you sure?"
Most wizards focused purely on spells and mana. Requip demanded physical mastery—relentless conditioning of body and magic. For a child, it bordered on cruel.
Rayne didn't flinch. "Yes."
A firm nod, eyes locked onto Makarov's. The old man sighed, then grinned.
"Fine. Don't expect me to go easy."
"Tell me, Rayne—what's your first thought about magic?"
Unlike Laxus, raised in the guild, Rayne was self-taught. Makarov had to start from zero.
Understanding magic came before wielding it.
Rayne paused, recalling the absurdities of this world's magic: reversing time, devouring space, reshaping continents… Feats even his old world's science couldn't touch.
It was…
"…A miracle." The word slipped out unbidden.
Makarov's face lit up. "Exactly! Magic is a miracle!"
He leaned in, voice thrumming with fervor.
"Your Dragon Origin magic didn't awaken by chance. It was inevitable."
"Magic is born from our strongest emotions—desires, bonds, willpower. If that fire never dies, it defies logic and rewrites reality!"
His finger jabbed toward Rayne's chest.
"Your magic answered when your heart screamed 'I want to protect!' loud enough to shake the world!"
Rayne blinked.
…Did I really do something that grand?
A snort echoed in his mind—the Red Dragon Empress.
"Hah! This old man's dramatic. But… interesting. In my world, magic just is. Here, it's felt*?"*
Makarov continued, oblivious.
"But miracles can burn you too. Like how you collapsed from overuse."
"Master control, and you'll stop before breaking. So—your first lesson!"
He raised a finger.
"Tame your mana. Make it obey your will. Do this, and you're halfway there."
One month later
In Fairy Tail's backyard, Rayne stood still, a sphere of light—no larger than a ping-pong ball—zipping around him like a comet.
Then—it froze.
The orb hovered perfectly above his palm, momentum vanishing in an instant. The shift from blinding speed to absolute stillness messed with the eyes.
"Impressive. Just a month, and your mana control's already this refined."
Makarov didn't hold back his praise. Most took half a year to reach this level.
Rayne had tRayned relentlessly: dawn till dusk, mana drills and physical conditioning. His clothes often dripped with sweat, muscles aching—but his focus never wavered.
Now, his control surpassed most guild mages.
With a flick, Rayne dispersed the orb into motes of light. His gaze sharpened as he turned to Makarov.
"Guild Master. Let me try it."
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