Aham.

Yeah...

Ah... I started something new on Spacebattles?

A BNHA Quest (my nickname is the same)

Go check it out if you want.

Or don't.

Anyways, here is the link. (of course without the spaces)

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I look around just to be sure that we had all that we may need for this new… trip.

Food? Check.

Jewels? Check.

Clothes? Check.

Horses and wagon? Check.

{…}

Guess we had everything – It was a good thing that I had prepared myself for a situation like this. Sawyer was out buying us time by slowing down Gildarts with his magic while Macbeth and Sorano were helping me by moving everything that we collected to the same place so that I could use my Magic to store it all in one go.

Thump

Millianna arrives and puts down the barrel she was carrying – while wiping away the sweat that had accumulated on her face due to effort – and proceeds to take off her shirt leaving her only on her underwear.

Looks like she started with that habit from a small age.

…God damn she's too fucking cute.

But she's also 9.

While cute as fuck at the same time.

Wait… wasn't Wendy only around that age too? Now that I think about it, she was around 12 years old, wasn't she?

…

Ah fuck it, age is just a number.

[And prison is just a room]

…don't you have anything else to do?

[Have you forgotten? Infinite time for the win baby!]

[…and good secretaries also help.]

Sigh

I am already past the point of giving a fuck about the shitshow that my life has become.

Let's just focus on Millianna's cuteness.

And on her rapidly growing breasts. Does unlocking magic earlier makes for a quicker development of one's body?

"Tch, showoff." Don't worry little angel, you too will grow to become at least a D-cup in a few years.

Anyways, had I been staring too long? Probably had if even Sorano commented on it – and I was so going to hell for lewding a 9 year old on my head…

Guess that's one more reason to find a way to become immortal.

Milliana only smirked a cat-like grin and continued her work – a far cry from the attitude that she would have displayed 6 months ago when I took her away from that tower.

Was this the effects of having 90 in Affection and 100 in Obedience?

Or was it my wondrous personality that made her fall for me?

…

Definitely the former.

Well, these things aren't just going to gain legs and jump into my Stomach so let's start working.

{Predation}!

[30 boxes of Fruits and Vegetables successfully stored]

[20 boxes of Various Types of Meat successfully stored]

[50 Gallons of Water successfully stored]

[Various Clothing Articles successfully stored]

[Bunch of Miscellaneous Day to Day Products successfully story]

[1 752 634 Jewels (15 705, 31 € / 17 526, 34 $) successfully stored]

[Ika-

…

Oh.

Oh wow.

This – this is an… interesting development, for lack of a better term.

"Hey Macbeth."

He turned around to look at me, immediately pausing what he was doing.

"The next village we go to, remember me to check every person in there with my magic." I say while sighing.

The amount of time that this girl wasted farming – literally – could have been time spent on training to be one of my new followers.

"May I ask why?" Ah Macbeth, always so curious, but that's good, I would expect nothing less of the man that is supposed to become my right hand.

"Long story short since we don't have much time."

I start walking while signaling Milliana to call Sawyer since we were almost done in here.

"Someone taught it was a good idea to catch a ride with us by hiding in one of the barrels – and no, I don't know why and honestly neither do I care. The result? We just got a new comrade that will be capable of cutting anything in her camp of vision." I rub the back of my neck while checking everything one last time "We were in need of a swordsman in our little band anyways – or in this case, swordswomen." I say while smirking and licking my lips.

Macbeth simply rolls his eyes and Sorano's mood seems to plummet even further at the mention of another "rival".

We continue our work before Macbeth breaks the silence.

"She seems overpowered."

I laugh, because whatever else could I do?

"You have no idea Macbeth, you have no – OH FOR FU-"

KABOOM

The door suddenly explodes and I together with Macbeth and Sorano are launched back by the sheer magical force that accompanies the explosion.

"Mind-wiping villagers and making little mage kids work for you? You're looking to at least 10 years in prison, and that's with good behavior so why don't you just hand yourself up like a good little person and don't add 5 extra years to your sentence?"

I could see why people that knew him gave him the title they did.

The strongest of Ishgar – Gildarts Clive.

{Predation}

[Macbeth successfully stored]

[Sorano successfully stored]

Calm down, he doesn't know that I am the one pulling the strings yet, he probably thinks it is an adult doing it, if I play my cards right I might –

Sawyer appears in front of me while carrying Milliana – his new clothes are ragged and his breath uneven – and immediately bows "I'm sorry Boss, I was found out and had to return as quick as I could."

Well thank you so much for that information, I'm sure it would have been very useful – if you had told me that 5 minutes ago!

"You – You're a kid."

And you just ruined my plan! When I get out of this mess, I am triplicating your training you lazy fucker!

"Wait, seriously? Oh, I am so thankful for your insightful comment, I am sure it will be of great help to me, perhaps next you want to tell me that it is a sunny day? Or that the sky is blue and shit tastes bad?" And I was already slipping back into old habits.

Fuck, I was so fucked.

{Predation!}

[Sawyer successfully stored]

[Milliana successfully stored]

At least thanks to all the rubble and dust that the explosion caused he probably only heard Sawyer calling me Boss and then disappearing, it would be hard to explain how in the fuck I had absorbed someone otherwise.

"Honestly, how about instead of telling me things I already know you share how in the holy fuck you detected little Sawyer's magic?"

Think of a plan – stall for time and think of a plan!

Gildarts seemed to be debating the worth of just knocking me out against giving me a big expositional dump on how he was so awesome.

…

Thank God for big egos.

Gildarts posture becomes more relaxed and he starts looking like he is pondering what to do with me.

"Heh, to master a magic like mine you need frightening levels of control, and even then you tend to just crush everything around you once in a while" He laughs at his supposedly private pun before continuing "Shit, the last guy that tried to master it before me disintegrated himself! Or that's how the story goes at least."

What?

"Anyways, to answer your question, the reason why I could detect your little friends magic was that I could feel it. I noticed the little distortions, the ethernano – that's the word we use for the magic particles that exist in the air by the way – proportions in the air grew, a signal that something was not quite right, and I proceeded to crush it."

Ha.

Haha.

He – he crushed Sawyer's magic.

A magic that fucked with time and was theoretically undetectable.

Honestly, I shouldn't be this amazed, his magic allowed him to destroy fire spells and crush mountains with ease for fucks sake.

There is no way in hell that a magic like that was either safe or easy to learn, much less master.

How was I supposed to escape from a man like that?

A man with one of the strongest magics in the world.

That demanded a great deal of concentration not to go haywire.

A man whose ex-wife had died leaving a child no older than 6 alone.

A child that was his, and he had no idea.

…

Maybe I could make this work out after all.

Acting classes don't fail me now.

I ball my fists and look at him, rage in my eyes that was not that difficult to fake considering what he had just done to 70% of my plans.

"It's because of you! It's because of people like you that I have become the way I am, fathers that abandon their children and leave them all alone with no one to care for them! That leave them to be picked by slavers and to work in a Tower as if they are nothing more than disposable trash!"

And I guess Persuasionhelps a little bit too. The voice tone is one of the most important parts when acting after all.

"Oi kid, what the hell are you talking about?"

Hook,

"You… don't know? Ha-haha, you – you really don't know? It – it is part of my magic; it lets me see part of some persons history just by looking at them." I make a pause to augment the dramatic tension "Are you serious right now? Have you never heard about anything? About your ex-wife's death and her child? About Cana Alberona? About your child?"

Line

Gildarts seemed to remember something. I guess Cana had already appeared in the Guild by now. Thank God for small mercies.

"…Cana? B-But she…?"

The walls trembled.

The roof collapsed.

The floor shattered.

And Sinker.

"Hmph, then I guess you're not as bad as I thought. Do be grateful, I have just granted you the opportunity to not let your child suffer the same fate I did."

Gildarts seems to be trying to regain control of his magic and I deliver my last blow before escaping.

"If I were you, I would not follow me. I believe you have… more important matters to take care of."

{Wing Manifestation}

{Sound: Explosion}

{Soundquake}

An explosion was heard. The floor trembled with it.

"Like those people in that crappy village besides you. Goodbye Gildarts Clive, I think I can safely assume this was an enlightening encounter for both of us."

{Enhanced Agility} (Yeah, because by the looks of it, this skill wasn't passive. Go figure.)

{Size Reduction}

I used my diminutive size to escape through one of holes on the wall and left Gildarts to figure out how in the fuck he heard and felt an explosion and yet all of the village was – mostly – intact.

Have I ever said how much I love sound magic?

Now, let's check those rumors about a demon that has invaded a church some towns away from here.

A beautiful girl with two swords in her waist looked at a young man with silver hair as he completely changed the landscape around him with one single spell, and still looked disappointed at his work.

"Is – Is he always like this?"

Ikaruga was the new addition to the group, she already sported her characteristically long pink hair – even if without the two large buns – and had currently thirteen years old, making her technically the oldest of our little group.

Due to her relatively high magical reserves – for her age – she broke free from my spell easily enough after less than three days, and – instead of acting like a normal person and freaking the fuck out – she studied, studied all of them, from the little cat girl to the edgy black-haired one, and noticed a pattern, the more time passed the more… devout they seemed to this, this being that called himself Arsene.

The cat girl in fact, when she reached the village, looked like a bunch of insecurities given cat ears, she flinched each time the silver haired boy talked to her and was afraid to even bump into any of them.

And in less than a month everything changed.

Instead of drifting away and discouraging any contact with her she actively sought to pass more time with this Arsene. From there her relationship with the rest of the group increased by leaps and bounds – well, discounting the white haired one for obvious reasons – without anyone of them seemingly asking how in the fuck that was possible!

Humans did not change that fast!

In hindsight it might not have been Ikaruga's best decision in life to follow a guy that could hypnotize someone with only the sound of his voice but what else could she do?

Join a Dark Guild?

At least these guys seemed to only care about how strong she was. Which wasn't really that assuring considering that she could probably beat the cat girl and no one else. The lazy blonde just needed to slow down time and no matter how quick her strikes were they would never reach him, the white haired one simply needed to call those white monsters and she would immediately win – Ikaruga had seen what they did to the magicless criminals that passed by their village, the spirits feasted on their life force making them age closely to a year per second and then the white fluffy balls with sharp and pointy teeth would proceed to eat the body leaving nothing left, while the white demon didn't look even a little perturbed – the edgy one simple needed to refract light into her eyes, or do it like he did to those trees and compress the air to form a blade and cut her in half.

She was extremely proud of her sword skills, she could safely say that for someone her age she would be most likely completely unparalleled, and yet, she couldn't certainly do something like… this.

Of an entire Dark Guild only the ashes were left, the mages corpses were absorbed, their magic stolen, the building itself was now resting inside of this – this monster.

And he did all that with a smile on his face.

Ikaruga would be lying if she said that it didn't leave her feeling uncomfortable down there.

Edgebeth decided to finally answer her question.

"Yes."

Well, wasn't he just a little ball of sunshine?

But, as Ikaruga's mother always said before being killed by a crazy dark mage, time to try to milk the best out of the situation she encountered herself in.

"Come on." She said while pouting and poking his cheek "Don't be so cold with me!"

Milliana walked toward her and patted her shoulder while sporting a huge smile "Oh, don't worry Ikaruga-nee-san, Macbeth-san is like that to everyone, not just you!"

Kyaaaa~

Really, the world was not worthy of this pure soul!

"Master notwithstanding of course, but honestly who could blame him? To be considered Master's right hand… to have such an honor bestowed upon oneself…" the girl's breath was becoming erratic "Oh, how I dream of it, of him finally getting tired of my incessant pestering and deciding to vent his frustrations on my body." She wasn't breathing, no the action of inhaling and exhaling was still there but to call it breathing would be an insult, the girl… was panting.

W-Wasn't she like 10 or something like that?

What the fuck was wrong with these people?

"Hmph, you wish, if anyone is worthy of Master's touch it is none other than myself!"

And of course, the white haired bitch had to overhear their conversation and give her own opinion on the matter.

And the worst?

Ikaruga couldn't afford to greatly annoy any of them, less she found herself at night either bounded and dropped into a river or having her life-force sucked out of herself. Nope. Not happening. This girl was too young to die!

She carefully and quietly retreated out of the soon to be warzone, passed Sawyer, ignored his mumblings about how 'Life was unfair and he wanted girls to fight for him too' and sat down far away from that shit show. Honestly, she was starting to wonder if she really made the right choice in coming here.

"You're too weak."

She did not jump because to jump would be to show fear and to show fear in a situation like this, that would spell her end.

…probably.

"Yet, Arsene-sama has deemed you important enough to let you tag along." She had been told, that before they had been instructed on how to correctly utilize the suffixes when addressing people both he and Sawyer addressed Arsene as Boss, truly they were a strange pair "It means that you have value." The boy turned to her with an appraising look "Do you remember the words he said to you?"

Of course, how could she ever forget them? They were one of the first things he had said to her.

To be able of cutting your opponents simply by looking at them, to cut organs without even severing clothes or skin, that's what you would be capable of in around eight years.

I want it done in four.

It was possible, she knew it was, if she understood how to correctly apply space magic into her slashes cutting directly into organs would be like stealing candy from a baby, but that wasn't what had scared her, it was the certainty in his words.

In around eight years…

It – It was like he had seen into the future.

So, besides having to handle a lazy perverted asshole that could slow down time, the scariest 10 year old she had seen, a sadistic bitch that seemed to want to kill her if she so much as looked in the wrong way to her Master and a sociopathic fucker whose only reason for living was to serve, she had to be aware of the hot mage that could steal and master all kinds of magic in less than a month that also seemed to be omniscient.

…she really needed to start training seriously if she wanted to stop fearing for her life each time she so much as breathed wrong.

"Unsheathe your sword. By the end of our trip you will be able of cutting trees by simply looking at them – or die trying."

Ikaruga looked at him while a throbbing vein made her presence known on her forehead.

She still unsheathed her swords though.

"You need to start training your social skills if you are going to be his right-hand Mister Edgelord."

He grinned. It was scary.

"Don't worry, if you survive this, I'll assign every diplomatic bullshit that I would have to deal with to you. It's a job best done by women anyways."

…what?

That Time I got Reincarnated in a Not So Magical World

Lisanna was dead.

Lisanna was dead.

Ḑ̶̉ȩ̵̏ả̷̻d̶̹͑.̶̬̽

D̸̢̢̮̟̙̿̃e̷̦̜̔̂̓͆̆̄â̶̗̣͜d̸͙͐̿̓̃.

Ş̷̧̧̧̡̨̧̧̢̛̤̳͖̤͓ḩ̶̨̠͍̥̟̙ȩ̴̧̛̥͖̟̙ ̶̧̨̨̨̢͇͈̟̬̻̱ẘ̶̛̠͎̯͕̙̗͓̃̊̍̆͂̎͂̾̈̓͐̎̏̕͘͝ͅà̵̠̫̫̈́̅̾̑̏̓̊́̽ŝ̵̢̨̧̧̢̧̡̨̢̧̢̛͕̘̖̳͍ ̶̧̧̡̢̨̦̱̣̥̱d̴̡̨̧̧̡̡̛̛̲͕̣̼͕͖ẻ̴̢̧̨̢̛̛̦͍̖͉̭ą̵̢̧̨̨̢̨̢̧̢̡̨̨̛̠͕̪̪d̴̡̨̡̨̨̢̢̨̧̨̯̺̹͔̤͔̱.̸̨̡̡̢̧̛̛̭̺̰̻̹̫

As I looked at the demonic form of the future S-class mage Mirajane as she mercilessly slaughtered every villager in front of her I sighed and looked at Macbeth – the only one out of my Stomach for the moment – while lifting an eyebrow.

He seemed to visibly flinch before bowing apologetically.

"I just told you to make her seem more monstrous, how did you translate that into make her look like a big giant monster so any villager shooting her might shoot one of her siblings without meaning too?" Sigh – I am no good at dealing with kids but even I can see that if I don't say anything the little fucker will start crying "I'm not mad at you, not really, but… why?"

"…you always told us that the bigger they were the scarier they tended to be… for normal people anyway." Oh, so it was my fault now was it?

"Sigh, despite this you actually did well, her form wasn't that different from the one a Demon would probably undertake and while the one she is taking right now to slaughter the poor saps is certainly smaller it's not any less monstrous."

Seriously, where were the exposed boobs?! Her entire body was covered in scales!

Argh.

Her head – her head felt like it was about to split in two!

There were memories that weren't hers trying to make space in her head to shove themselves in it.

There was death in them.

Lots and lots of death.

…

Why did Lisanna's face come to her mind?

"Is there really nothing you can do? She – she seems like she is suffering so much."

She heard a voice, she recognized it.

She recognized the emotions that were in it too.

She wanted to move her mouth, to tell him – them, to tell them – that everything was going to be okay, that they were going to make it, all three of them.

For some reason, she found herself uncapable of saying that.

She could only hear.

"What's your name boy?" A steady voice, an unknown voice, that radiated confidence and warmth, that seemed to sing like a siren ready to drag the innocent sailors to the deepest and darkest pits of the ocean.

"E-Elfman." There was a hesitant pause "Sir."

The next time the voice talked she could hear the amusement in it.

"My name is Arsene, the leader of this little merry band that you see before you." It paused and took a slow breath "We're mages, all of us, your sister is going to be incapable of mixing with normal people in this state, I could teach her though, how to control her magic, and make it so next time no one has to die."

Elfman did not answer.

She did it for him.

"Hello." The man kneels "Sorry for taking so long." The man starts crying "My daughter."

The man is happy.

And he will make sure that the one that let him enjoy this will become happy too.

"Put an ad in the journal saying that he can come here. That Fairy Tail will be his home."

The man starts travelling again.

This time his daughter comes along too.