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It's time.

{ Guess who has been hit by the AU event? Zeref's eyes are red, surrounded by black circles. Only his face is shown, at the moment, but below his necklace, just about where his heart is, is a black symbol, consisting of two crossed hammers framed by black lines pointing downwards, almost like a heart. Zeref looked away from the camera for a bit, frowning, before turning back. }

We cannot wait any longer. I have chosen Tartarus' Third Master.

{ Private to Silver, Sayla, Marde Guille, and... the surprise Third Master }

{ Zeref moves the camera, enough to show off the surrounding area. Everglade. }

I have decided. It came down to two of you, and I feel that the successor I have chosen will know best how to deal with our most pressing obstacle. We will meet before nightfall. Make a good impression on our Third Master. { A beat. } She is not as forgiving as I am.

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The one where you were all "Oh no, I don't want to hurt anyone~! Stay away for your own safety!"

[Kefka even throws Zeref's face on for a moment to pantomime the act.]

[ Aaand now there's a familiar face interjecting into this conversation. ]

Ooooh~? But that doesn't sound like Zeref at all. Are you sure you're not delusional, you stupid clown?

[MAVIS PLS.]

[He's just going to stare at the screen for a bit. Something weird is going on....]

Oh. It's you. What do you want, you fairy twerp?

[ She smiles, answering as if it's all a big joke- ] Hmmm.... a little chaos? Maybe the world?

Oh~! Ooooooooor.....!

[ she looks really excited for a moment, then- ]

Maybe I'll settle for your head.

[And he's back to being smug.]

Better than you have tried, fairy twerp.

[ Her reply is immediate. ] No. They haven't. Or else you would already be dead, and we wouldn't be having this conversation.

Until another god steps up to the challenge, there are none that can match my power. Lest of all some pint-sized brat that spouts threats in an attempt to hide her jealousy, poorly.

[ She laughs. It's not an evil laugh - in fact it sounds rather genuine. Kind of... normal-Mavis-like. ]

Oh, sorry. [ She doesn't sound sorry for laughing at him. ] It's just that your ego never fails to amuse me.

I've never even considered you to be in the same league as Zeref or myself.

That's because I'm not. You're both well below me. I mean, how many mountains have you turned inside out? How many worlds have you reformed in your image!? How many towers have you built from the twisted remains of entire empires!?

None. Because you're just a pipsqueak. Zeref shows promise, which is the only reason I have shown any interest. That courtesy does not extend to you.

You think what you do because, unlike you, the two of us don't need to boast, or make flagrant our own displays of power.

But go ahead and keep thinking that. Your delusions will come crashing down around your head soon enough. Times are changing, jester, and I don't believe you'll be able to keep up.

That's where you're wrong, shrimp. I am the change that is coming.

All that power you hold? It comes from me. You'd best not squander it, lest I rip it from your very soul.

Don't bother with this fool, Mavis.

But Zeref, he's so easy to rile up. Just look at him, he's practically wrapped around my little finger trying to prove himself!

Ideally, I would prefer to see Tartarus not pick on children after I step down, but I guess that's no longer my call.

Do what you like, I suppose.

You are more delusional than I thought, if those are your memories of me.

Hey, I'm not the only one, but that's not what's important. What is important is that you're planning something.

I want in.

I'm afraid you missed the deadline. I'm no longer Tartarus' Guild Master. And that means, there's a moratorium on new recruits until after the coronation.

Well, in that case, a little warning from one friend to another...

If your "new master" messes with any of my plans... I'll roast the lot of you alive. You will survive, but you will beg for death before I'm done with you~

Small dogs bark the loudest. I grow tired of your threats. If you believe yourself capable of half of all you have claimed, then I invite you to come and try. If not, then your place will continue to be beneath our notice.

I'll be right over then. I admit, I've been wanting to see just how long you'd stand up to me before breaking.

So many before you have said that.

And just how many of them were gods~?

You are no God. Not of this world. Just a clown with an over-inflated and unearned ego.

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