fairy tail · dragon slayers · war · dark fantasy · trauma · guild · magic · post-apocalyptic · angst · exceeds
Chaos was my welcome to Fairy Tail six months ago. Natsu, a force of nature, hauled me into his formidable circle: Gray, Happy, Erza, Lucy. Now, the world we knew is gone. A brutal war rages, sparked by a stranger wielding a magic so forbidden it broke reality itself. In the deep woods of Magnolia, the sky tore open, bleeding darkness. Rifts scarred the land, and creatures from dead dimensions clawed their way into our world. It was a living nightmare. Months have passed. The guild survives, barely, huddled under a protective spell. Half our family is dead; the spirit of the rest is shattered. The architect of this hell is known as the Crimson Prince, a tyrant reigning over this ruined reality, his commands carried out by abyssal horrors. Regret is a cold stone in my gut. Lucy and Gray li…