#also fml

(sees cute girl on the internet)

Title: to cry beneath the blood night of mania

Rating: T

Category: Fairy Tail

Summary: Even though you’ve been thrown into an alien fantasy world with no way home, you refuse to dance to the tune of a whimsical devil-god. This is not a game; it never was. 

... Unfortunately, the brain-dead moron who landed you here in the first place still doesn’t seem to realize that. 

[OC, AU, 2nd POV]

Notes: Runs along similar lines to We Don’t Live in Fairytales in terms of concept, in that the unfortunate MC is stuck with a rather stereotypical SI. The relationship between them is rather different, though.

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to cry beneath the blood night of mania

“0. is truly an exercise in futility” [1/?]

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“For the selfless bravery and courage you’ve shown during the last few moments of your wretched existence, I have graciously decided to grant you another chance at life. You may thank me for my magnanimous generosity now, human.”

… What?

You stare. It’s a very flat sort of stare, in response to the ridiculousness of this all.

The pompous little girl seated atop the golden throne sniffs delicately, an elegant motion that somehow still clearly conveys the faint disdain in her previous words.

It’s a sight that would look silly and out of place in any context, any setting, save for the current one, where the little girl holds herself like a queen. You still find it extremely disconcerting nonetheless.

The other girl next to you, however, has a very different sort of reaction.

“Yes!” You wince at the high-pitched octave that her squeal reaches. Teenagers. “Oh my god, this is really happening! Thank you thank you thank you so much oh my god!”

“Goddess,” the little girl corrects airily, reclining in her seat. Silver hair flows down her back like a silken waterfall, framing perfectly pale skin and piercing blue eyes. It really hits you, in that moment –her exotic and otherworldly appearance– and something vaguely apprehensive rears its head in your chest.

It’s quite concerning.

“Since both of you have already died in your world, I have decided to bring you to another alternate world so you may continue your existence–”

“What do you mean, we’re dead?”

You can’t help it. The words burst from your mouth before your mind has even processed it, and the self-proclaimed god-girl turns a look of annoyance on you–

“That’s how this is supposed to work, don’t you know?” the teenager next to you explains, earnest eyes shimmering with excitement in a way that makes your stomach churn uncomfortably. No, you’re pretty sure that this isn’t how death works, and that’s not even to consider the fact that you’re not even– “Sometimes you get lucky if you die, so you get to live again in another world! Um, Goddess, may I ask what world you will be sending us to?”

“… Hmph. At least one of you is sensible.” Like hell any of this is sensible! You forcibly bite down on your tongue, with great effort. “It is a world that I am quite fond of, though I do not get along very well with my counterpart over there. You may have heard of it, if you have been fortunate enough in your life to encounter its medium in your world –you might know it as Fairy Tail.”

The screech of sheer excitement from the other girl is deafening.

“Fairy Tail! Fairy Tail? Like, with Natsu Dragneel and Lucy Heartfilia and magic and–”

“Exactly so.”

“… You are truly a Goddess.”

The sheer smugness that radiates from the self-proclaimed deity at that is almost palpable in the air, and this is where you cut in before things can continue snowballing downhill any more than they have already, damn it all.

“We’re not dead yet.”

If looks could kill, you would’ve been murdered on the spot. “Did I ask for your opinion, woman? Both of you were losing too much blood at the site of the traffic accident, anyways; you would’ve died even without my… influence.”

“We were in the hospital, getting treatment–”

“Human technology is fickle. And prone to error.”

… What the hell is wrong with this girl?

“Then send us back,” you change to a different line of argument. “If you’re a god, then you can just put us back in our lives, right? Like you said, it was just an accident–”

“For the selfless bravery and courage you have shown–”

“The girl over there knocked me onto the railroad tracks while she was trying to get her cat. What part of that is ‘selfless bravery?’”