The Kingdom of Fiore. Magnolia Town. Fairy Tail Guild.
The bustling sounds of the guild hall faded into a dull roar as the young man stood before the bar.
"May I ask your name?"
"Cian."
"And your age?"
"Eighteen."
"What kind of Magic are you proficient in?"
"Take Over Magic."
"Take Over...?"
Mirajane Strauss blinked, a flicker of surprise crossing her face. She hadn't expected this newcomer to specialize in the same branch of Magic as her and her siblings. Still, while not exactly something you saw every day, Take Over wasn't entirely unheard of. She quickly regained her professional demeanor.
"Alright, registration complete," she chirped, picking up the magical stamp. "Cian, where would you like your Guild Mark?"
Cian placed his right hand flat on the counter. "On the back of this hand, please."
"And for the color?"
"Red."
Mira adjusted the stamp's magic, pressed it firmly onto the back of his hand, and pulled away. A vibrant red insignia of the fairy with a tail was now emblazoned on his skin.
"Welcome to Fairy Tail," Mira said, beaming with a brilliant, heartwarming smile. "You are officially one of us now!"
"Thank you."
Cian stared at the red mark on his hand, a faint tremor of excitement coursing through him. A member of Fairy Tail...
He had actually done it. He was really here.
People often said that small, cheap dreams might come true with enough effort, but he had never heard of a wild fantasy manifesting into reality. Yet, here he was. The wood grain of the counter, the smell of ale and magic, the mark on his hand—it was all real.
[Ding! Congratulations to the Host for joining the Fairy Tail Guild. Do you wish to bind this Guild?]
A translucent blue panel, visible only to him, materialized in his field of vision.
Bind! Cian commanded internally.
[Ding! Binding successful! Congratulations to the Host for receiving a Newcomer's Ten-Fold Summon! Do you wish to draw now?]
"Draw..." he muttered under his breath.
Just as his finger hovered over the ethereal 'Summon' button, a thought struck him. He looked up at the white-haired barmaid.
"Mira? Could you wish me luck?"
Mira tilted her head, slightly confused by the sudden request, but her smile didn't falter. "Of course! Good luck, Mr. Cian."
So cute, Cian thought, his heart skipping a beat. I really want to marry her and take her home.
With the goddess's blessing secured, Cian tapped the screen.
"Ten-Pull!"
Streaks of starlight shot across the interface, mimicking the animation of a certain popular game he used to play back on Earth, Genshin Impact. Nine blue and purple streaks flew by, but then—
A blinding golden starburst exploded among them.
It's a Gold!
Cian's adrenaline spiked. A Gold Legendary on his very first ten-pull? The system was generous!
Ten character cards flipped over on the panel. Cian completely ignored the nine fodder cards, his eyes glued to the first slot, desperate to see which powerhouse he had secured.
As the image clarified, Cian didn't even need to read the name. He knew that face instantly.
"It's him!"
The character had choppy black hair, pale, porcelain skin, and striking green eyes with slit pupils. Deep, dark green tear troughs descended from his eyes, giving him a melancholic look. The left side of his head was capped with a fragment of a white, horned helmet. He wore a white jacket with a high collar, black hakama, and a katana tucked at his waist.
He looked cold, elegant, and incredibly dangerous.
Ulquiorra Cifer.
The Cuatro Espada—Rank 4—of Aizen's Arrancar Army from the anime Bleach.
Bleach had been one of Cian's favorites, and Ulquiorra was easily his favorite antagonist.
Despite being ranked number four, that designation only applied to his base form and first release. Ulquiorra possessed a unique second form, Resurrección: Segunda Etapa, which he had kept hidden even from Aizen. When that form was unleashed, his power skyrocketed. In the eyes of many fans, Ulquiorra was arguably the strongest of the Espada.
Even though he eventually fell to the fully Hollowfied Ichigo (Vasto Lorde), that version of Ichigo was a chaotic force of nature, easily one of the strongest entities in the series at that point. Losing to him didn't diminish Ulquiorra's standing in the slightest.
"This is fantastic!"
Cian couldn't contain himself, shouting the words out loud. He hadn't just pulled a Gold; he'd pulled Ulquiorra. In a world of magic, having the spiritual pressure and abilities of a Vasto Lorde Arrancar was a game-changer.
The sudden shout drew the attention of the entire guild hall.
"Hmm? What is fantastic?" Mira asked, blinking at him. This newcomer was certainly... energetic.
Cian froze, realizing he'd voiced his internal monologue. "Uh... I meant that joining Fairy Tail is fantastic!"
Mira giggled, her expression softening. "I see."
She loved seeing new members this enthusiastic. Mages who dreamed of Fairy Tail often wore that exact expression of disbelief and joy. It made her happy to see people who genuinely loved the guild.
"Come on," she said, stepping out from behind the counter. "I'll give you a tour."
"Okay, thanks."
Mira led him to a large wooden board covered in flyers. "This is the Request Board. Jobs sent in by clients are posted here. Members choose a request that fits their abilities, complete it, and collect the commission. This is the main source of income for us Mages."
She pointed downward. "The basement is mostly for storage. We keep miscellaneous supplies and extra ale down there."
"And the second floor?" Cian asked, glancing up at the balcony railing.
"The second floor houses the infirmary for injured members. However," Mira's tone turned slightly more serious, "under normal circumstances, regular members aren't allowed up there. Only S-Class Mages have permission."
"Why?"
"Because the Request Board up there is for S-Class missions and above. Almost every job on that board involves life-threatening danger. Naturally, the rewards are much higher, but you need to be an S-Class Mage to even qualify to accept them."
"S-Class Mage..."
Cian knew exactly what that meant. In the world of Mages, S-Class was the elite tier. They were the pillars of the guild, vastly superior to the average magic user.
And the girl standing in front of him, smiling so sweetly she looked like she couldn't hurt a fly, was one of them—the "Demon" of Fairy Tail.
Cian looked at the second floor, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"I will definitely become an S-Class Mage," he said softly, but with absolute conviction.
Mira looked at him, surprised by the sudden steel in his voice. Then, she smiled warmly. She saw a shadow of her younger self in his ambition.
"I wish you success, Cian."
Becoming S-Class wasn't easy—it required immense power, skill, and trust. But she hoped he would make it. After all, if the guild gained another S-Class Mage, Fairy Tail would only grow stronger.
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The Kingdom of Fiore. Magnolia Town. Fairy Tail Guild.
The bustling sounds of the guild hall faded into a dull roar as the young man stood before the bar.
"May I ask your name?"
"Cian."
"And your age?"
"Eighteen."
"What kind of Magic are you proficient in?"
"Take Over Magic."
"Take Over...?"
Mirajane Strauss blinked, a flicker of surprise crossing her face. She hadn't expected this newcomer to specialize in the same branch of Magic as her and her siblings. Still, while not exactly something you saw every day, Take Over wasn't entirely unheard of. She quickly regained her professional demeanor.
"Alright, registration complete," she chirped, picking up the magical stamp. "Cian, where would you like your Guild Mark?"
Cian placed his right hand flat on the counter. "On the back of this hand, please."
"And for the color?"
"Red."
Mira adjusted the stamp's magic, pressed it firmly onto the back of his hand, and pulled away. A vibrant red insignia of the fairy with a tail was now emblazoned on his skin.
"Welcome to Fairy Tail," Mira said, beaming with a brilliant, heartwarming smile. "You are officially one of us now!"
"Thank you."
Cian stared at the red mark on his hand, a faint tremor of excitement coursing through him. A member of Fairy Tail...
He had actually done it. He was really here.
People often said that small, cheap dreams might come true with enough effort, but he had never heard of a wild fantasy manifesting into reality. Yet, here he was. The wood grain of the counter, the smell of ale and magic, the mark on his hand—it was all real.
[Ding! Congratulations to the Host for joining the Fairy Tail Guild. Do you wish to bind this Guild?]
A translucent blue panel, visible only to him, materialized in his field of vision.
Bind! Cian commanded internally.
[Ding! Binding successful! Congratulations to the Host for receiving a Newcomer's Ten-Fold Summon! Do you wish to draw now?]
"Draw..." he muttered under his breath.
Just as his finger hovered over the ethereal 'Summon' button, a thought struck him. He looked up at the white-haired barmaid.
"Mira? Could you wish me luck?"
Mira tilted her head, slightly confused by the sudden request, but her smile didn't falter. "Of course! Good luck, Mr. Cian."
So cute, Cian thought, his heart skipping a beat. I really want to marry her and take her home.
With the goddess's blessing secured, Cian tapped the screen.
"Ten-Pull!"
Streaks of starlight shot across the interface, mimicking the animation of a certain popular game he used to play back on Earth, Genshin Impact. Nine blue and purple streaks flew by, but then—
A blinding golden starburst exploded among them.
It's a Gold!
Cian's adrenaline spiked. A Gold Legendary on his very first ten-pull? The system was generous!
Ten character cards flipped over on the panel. Cian completely ignored the nine fodder cards, his eyes glued to the first slot, desperate to see which powerhouse he had secured.
As the image clarified, Cian didn't even need to read the name. He knew that face instantly.
"It's him!"
The character had choppy black hair, pale, porcelain skin, and striking green eyes with slit pupils. Deep, dark green tear troughs descended from his eyes, giving him a melancholic look. The left side of his head was capped with a fragment of a white, horned helmet. He wore a white jacket with a high collar, black hakama, and a katana tucked at his waist.
He looked cold, elegant, and incredibly dangerous.
Ulquiorra Cifer.
The Cuatro Espada—Rank 4—of Aizen's Arrancar Army from the anime Bleach.
Bleach had been one of Cian's favorites, and Ulquiorra was easily his favorite antagonist.
Despite being ranked number four, that designation only applied to his base form and first release. Ulquiorra possessed a unique second form, Resurrección: Segunda Etapa, which he had kept hidden even from Aizen. When that form was unleashed, his power skyrocketed. In the eyes of many fans, Ulquiorra was arguably the strongest of the Espada.
Even though he eventually fell to the fully Hollowfied Ichigo (Vasto Lorde), that version of Ichigo was a chaotic force of nature, easily one of the strongest entities in the series at that point. Losing to him didn't diminish Ulquiorra's standing in the slightest.
"This is fantastic!"
Cian couldn't contain himself, shouting the words out loud. He hadn't just pulled a Gold; he'd pulled Ulquiorra. In a world of magic, having the spiritual pressure and abilities of a Vasto Lorde Arrancar was a game-changer.
The sudden shout drew the attention of the entire guild hall.
"Hmm? What is fantastic?" Mira asked, blinking at him. This newcomer was certainly... energetic.
Cian froze, realizing he'd voiced his internal monologue. "Uh... I meant that joining Fairy Tail is fantastic!"
Mira giggled, her expression softening. "I see."
She loved seeing new members this enthusiastic. Mages who dreamed of Fairy Tail often wore that exact expression of disbelief and joy. It made her happy to see people who genuinely loved the guild.
"Come on," she said, stepping out from behind the counter. "I'll give you a tour."
"Okay, thanks."
Mira led him to a large wooden board covered in flyers. "This is the Request Board. Jobs sent in by clients are posted here. Members choose a request that fits their abilities, complete it, and collect the commission. This is the main source of income for us Mages."
She pointed downward. "The basement is mostly for storage. We keep miscellaneous supplies and extra ale down there."
"And the second floor?" Cian asked, glancing up at the balcony railing.
"The second floor houses the infirmary for injured members. However," Mira's tone turned slightly more serious, "under normal circumstances, regular members aren't allowed up there. Only S-Class Mages have permission."
"Why?"
"Because the Request Board up there is for S-Class missions and above. Almost every job on that board involves life-threatening danger. Naturally, the rewards are much higher, but you need to be an S-Class Mage to even qualify to accept them."
"S-Class Mage..."
Cian knew exactly what that meant. In the world of Mages, S-Class was the elite tier. They were the pillars of the guild, vastly superior to the average magic user.
And the girl standing in front of him, smiling so sweetly she looked like she couldn't hurt a fly, was one of them—the "Demon" of Fairy Tail.
Cian looked at the second floor, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"I will definitely become an S-Class Mage," he said softly, but with absolute conviction.
Mira looked at him, surprised by the sudden steel in his voice. Then, she smiled warmly. She saw a shadow of her younger self in his ambition.
"I wish you success, Cian."
Becoming S-Class wasn't easy—it required immense power, skill, and trust. But she hoped he would make it. After all, if the guild gained another S-Class Mage, Fairy Tail would only grow stronger.
The Kingdom of Fiore. Magnolia Town. Fairy Tail Guild.
The bustling sounds of the guild hall faded into a dull roar as the young man stood before the bar.
"May I ask your name?"
"Cian."
"And your age?"
"Eighteen."
"What kind of Magic are you proficient in?"
"Take Over Magic."
"Take Over...?"
Mirajane Strauss blinked, a flicker of surprise crossing her face. She hadn't expected this newcomer to specialize in the same branch of Magic as her and her siblings. Still, while not exactly something you saw every day, Take Over wasn't entirely unheard of. She quickly regained her professional demeanor.
"Alright, registration complete," she chirped, picking up the magical stamp. "Cian, where would you like your Guild Mark?"
Cian placed his right hand flat on the counter. "On the back of this hand, please."
"And for the color?"
"Red."
Mira adjusted the stamp's magic, pressed it firmly onto the back of his hand, and pulled away. A vibrant red insignia of the fairy with a tail was now emblazoned on his skin.
"Welcome to Fairy Tail," Mira said, beaming with a brilliant, heartwarming smile. "You are officially one of us now!"
"Thank you."
Cian stared at the red mark on his hand, a faint tremor of excitement coursing through him. A member of Fairy Tail...
He had actually done it. He was really here.
People often said that small, cheap dreams might come true with enough effort, but he had never heard of a wild fantasy manifesting into reality. Yet, here he was. The wood grain of the counter, the smell of ale and magic, the mark on his hand—it was all real.
[Ding! Congratulations to the Host for joining the Fairy Tail Guild. Do you wish to bind this Guild?]
A translucent blue panel, visible only to him, materialized in his field of vision.
Bind! Cian commanded internally.
[Ding! Binding successful! Congratulations to the Host for receiving a Newcomer's Ten-Fold Summon! Do you wish to draw now?]
"Draw..." he muttered under his breath.
Just as his finger hovered over the ethereal 'Summon' button, a thought struck him. He looked up at the white-haired barmaid.
"Mira? Could you wish me luck?"
Mira tilted her head, slightly confused by the sudden request, but her smile didn't falter. "Of course! Good luck, Mr. Cian."
So cute, Cian thought, his heart skipping a beat. I really want to marry her and take her home.
With the goddess's blessing secured, Cian tapped the screen.
"Ten-Pull!"
Streaks of starlight shot across the interface, mimicking the animation of a certain popular game he used to play back on Earth, Genshin Impact. Nine blue and purple streaks flew by, but then—
A blinding golden starburst exploded among them.
It's a Gold!
Cian's adrenaline spiked. A Gold Legendary on his very first ten-pull? The system was generous!
Ten character cards flipped over on the panel. Cian completely ignored the nine fodder cards, his eyes glued to the first slot, desperate to see which powerhouse he had secured.
As the image clarified, Cian didn't even need to read the name. He knew that face instantly.
"It's him!"
The character had choppy black hair, pale, porcelain skin, and striking green eyes with slit pupils. Deep, dark green tear troughs descended from his eyes, giving him a melancholic look. The left side of his head was capped with a fragment of a white, horned helmet. He wore a white jacket with a high collar, black hakama, and a katana tucked at his waist.
He looked cold, elegant, and incredibly dangerous.
Ulquiorra Cifer.
The Cuatro Espada—Rank 4—of Aizen's Arrancar Army from the anime Bleach.
Bleach had been one of Cian's favorites, and Ulquiorra was easily his favorite antagonist.
Despite being ranked number four, that designation only applied to his base form and first release. Ulquiorra possessed a unique second form, Resurrección: Segunda Etapa, which he had kept hidden even from Aizen. When that form was unleashed, his power skyrocketed. In the eyes of many fans, Ulquiorra was arguably the strongest of the Espada.
Even though he eventually fell to the fully Hollowfied Ichigo (Vasto Lorde), that version of Ichigo was a chaotic force of nature, easily one of the strongest entities in the series at that point. Losing to him didn't diminish Ulquiorra's standing in the slightest.
"This is fantastic!"
Cian couldn't contain himself, shouting the words out loud. He hadn't just pulled a Gold; he'd pulled Ulquiorra. In a world of magic, having the spiritual pressure and abilities of a Vasto Lorde Arrancar was a game-changer.
The sudden shout drew the attention of the entire guild hall.
"Hmm? What is fantastic?" Mira asked, blinking at him. This newcomer was certainly... energetic.
Cian froze, realizing he'd voiced his internal monologue. "Uh... I meant that joining Fairy Tail is fantastic!"
Mira giggled, her expression softening. "I see."
She loved seeing new members this enthusiastic. Mages who dreamed of Fairy Tail often wore that exact expression of disbelief and joy. It made her happy to see people who genuinely loved the guild.
"Come on," she said, stepping out from behind the counter. "I'll give you a tour."
"Okay, thanks."
Mira led him to a large wooden board covered in flyers. "This is the Request Board. Jobs sent in by clients are posted here. Members choose a request that fits their abilities, complete it, and collect the commission. This is the main source of income for us Mages."
She pointed downward. "The basement is mostly for storage. We keep miscellaneous supplies and extra ale down there."
"And the second floor?" Cian asked, glancing up at the balcony railing.
"The second floor houses the infirmary for injured members. However," Mira's tone turned slightly more serious, "under normal circumstances, regular members aren't allowed up there. Only S-Class Mages have permission."
"Why?"
"Because the Request Board up there is for S-Class missions and above. Almost every job on that board involves life-threatening danger. Naturally, the rewards are much higher, but you need to be an S-Class Mage to even qualify to accept them."
"S-Class Mage..."
Cian knew exactly what that meant. In the world of Mages, S-Class was the elite tier. They were the pillars of the guild, vastly superior to the average magic user.
And the girl standing in front of him, smiling so sweetly she looked like she couldn't hurt a fly, was one of them—the "Demon" of Fairy Tail.
Cian looked at the second floor, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"I will definitely become an S-Class Mage," he said softly, but with absolute conviction.
Mira looked at him, surprised by the sudden steel in his voice. Then, she smiled warmly. She saw a shadow of her younger self in his ambition.
"I wish you success, Cian."
Becoming S-Class wasn't easy—it required immense power, skill, and trust. But she hoped he would make it. After all, if the guild gained another S-Class Mage, Fairy Tail would only grow stronger.
The Kingdom of Fiore. Magnolia Town. Fairy Tail Guild.
The bustling sounds of the guild hall faded into a dull roar as the young man stood before the bar.
"May I ask your name?"
"Cian."
"And your age?"
"Eighteen."
"What kind of Magic are you proficient in?"
"Take Over Magic."
"Take Over...?"
Mirajane Strauss blinked, a flicker of surprise crossing her face. She hadn't expected this newcomer to specialize in the same branch of Magic as her and her siblings. Still, while not exactly something you saw every day, Take Over wasn't entirely unheard of. She quickly regained her professional demeanor.
"Alright, registration complete," she chirped, picking up the magical stamp. "Cian, where would you like your Guild Mark?"
Cian placed his right hand flat on the counter. "On the back of this hand, please."
"And for the color?"
"Red."
Mira adjusted the stamp's magic, pressed it firmly onto the back of his hand, and pulled away. A vibrant red insignia of the fairy with a tail was now emblazoned on his skin.
"Welcome to Fairy Tail," Mira said, beaming with a brilliant, heartwarming smile. "You are officially one of us now!"
"Thank you."
Cian stared at the red mark on his hand, a faint tremor of excitement coursing through him. A member of Fairy Tail...
He had actually done it. He was really here.
People often said that small, cheap dreams might come true with enough effort, but he had never heard of a wild fantasy manifesting into reality. Yet, here he was. The wood grain of the counter, the smell of ale and magic, the mark on his hand—it was all real.
[Ding! Congratulations to the Host for joining the Fairy Tail Guild. Do you wish to bind this Guild?]
A translucent blue panel, visible only to him, materialized in his field of vision.
Bind! Cian commanded internally.
[Ding! Binding successful! Congratulations to the Host for receiving a Newcomer's Ten-Fold Summon! Do you wish to draw now?]
"Draw..." he muttered under his breath.
Just as his finger hovered over the ethereal 'Summon' button, a thought struck him. He looked up at the white-haired barmaid.
"Mira? Could you wish me luck?"
Mira tilted her head, slightly confused by the sudden request, but her smile didn't falter. "Of course! Good luck, Mr. Cian."
So cute, Cian thought, his heart skipping a beat. I really want to marry her and take her home.
With the goddess's blessing secured, Cian tapped the screen.
"Ten-Pull!"
Streaks of starlight shot across the interface, mimicking the animation of a certain popular game he used to play back on Earth, Genshin Impact. Nine blue and purple streaks flew by, but then—
A blinding golden starburst exploded among them.
It's a Gold!
Cian's adrenaline spiked. A Gold Legendary on his very first ten-pull? The system was generous!
Ten character cards flipped over on the panel. Cian completely ignored the nine fodder cards, his eyes glued to the first slot, desperate to see which powerhouse he had secured.
As the image clarified, Cian didn't even need to read the name. He knew that face instantly.
"It's him!"
The character had choppy black hair, pale, porcelain skin, and striking green eyes with slit pupils. Deep, dark green tear troughs descended from his eyes, giving him a melancholic look. The left side of his head was capped with a fragment of a white, horned helmet. He wore a white jacket with a high collar, black hakama, and a katana tucked at his waist.
He looked cold, elegant, and incredibly dangerous.
Ulquiorra Cifer.
The Cuatro Espada—Rank 4—of Aizen's Arrancar Army from the anime Bleach.
Bleach had been one of Cian's favorites, and Ulquiorra was easily his favorite antagonist.
Despite being ranked number four, that designation only applied to his base form and first release. Ulquiorra possessed a unique second form, Resurrección: Segunda Etapa, which he had kept hidden even from Aizen. When that form was unleashed, his power skyrocketed. In the eyes of many fans, Ulquiorra was arguably the strongest of the Espada.
Even though he eventually fell to the fully Hollowfied Ichigo (Vasto Lorde), that version of Ichigo was a chaotic force of nature, easily one of the strongest entities in the series at that point. Losing to him didn't diminish Ulquiorra's standing in the slightest.
"This is fantastic!"
Cian couldn't contain himself, shouting the words out loud. He hadn't just pulled a Gold; he'd pulled Ulquiorra. In a world of magic, having the spiritual pressure and abilities of a Vasto Lorde Arrancar was a game-changer.
The sudden shout drew the attention of the entire guild hall.
"Hmm? What is fantastic?" Mira asked, blinking at him. This newcomer was certainly... energetic.
Cian froze, realizing he'd voiced his internal monologue. "Uh... I meant that joining Fairy Tail is fantastic!"
Mira giggled, her expression softening. "I see."
She loved seeing new members this enthusiastic. Mages who dreamed of Fairy Tail often wore that exact expression of disbelief and joy. It made her happy to see people who genuinely loved the guild.
"Come on," she said, stepping out from behind the counter. "I'll give you a tour."
"Okay, thanks."
Mira led him to a large wooden board covered in flyers. "This is the Request Board. Jobs sent in by clients are posted here. Members choose a request that fits their abilities, complete it, and collect the commission. This is the main source of income for us Mages."
She pointed downward. "The basement is mostly for storage. We keep miscellaneous supplies and extra ale down there."
"And the second floor?" Cian asked, glancing up at the balcony railing.
"The second floor houses the infirmary for injured members. However," Mira's tone turned slightly more serious, "under normal circumstances, regular members aren't allowed up there. Only S-Class Mages have permission."
"Why?"
"Because the Request Board up there is for S-Class missions and above. Almost every job on that board involves life-threatening danger. Naturally, the rewards are much higher, but you need to be an S-Class Mage to even qualify to accept them."
"S-Class Mage..."
Cian knew exactly what that meant. In the world of Mages, S-Class was the elite tier. They were the pillars of the guild, vastly superior to the average magic user.
And the girl standing in front of him, smiling so sweetly she looked like she couldn't hurt a fly, was one of them—the "Demon" of Fairy Tail.
Cian looked at the second floor, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"I will definitely become an S-Class Mage," he said softly, but with absolute conviction.
Mira looked at him, surprised by the sudden steel in his voice. Then, she smiled warmly. She saw a shadow of her younger self in his ambition.
"I wish you success, Cian."
Becoming S-Class wasn't easy—it required immense power, skill, and trust. But she hoped he would make it. After all, if the guild gained another S-Class Mage, Fairy Tail would only grow stronger.