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[deathsought]

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[ Zeref slowly began to awaken. To be honest, that was the longest he thinks he's slept in months, the last time being the first night he was used to the idea of being in Exsilium; sleeping in a bed certainly beat against a (dead) tree, on some (dead) leaves, or sand on the beach (complete with the eventual smell of dead mollusks, crustaceans, and the occasional fish). But as Zeref slowly regained consciousness, it slowly began to dawn on to him how very, very wrong this was.

This wasn't Exsilium. It wasn't his world. And somehow, he doubts this is Edolas, even if he's never been there. ]

No... [ Not again. Did the Initiative send him here? Did they somehow sense his growing resentment of them, or his mounting rage against the United Earth that was just begging for a reason to boil over? Almost instinctively, Zeref reached up for the strap that connected the white, toga-like outer layer of his clothing to the black tunic he wore under it.

The pin was gone. And worse still, he had new memories. Memories that didn't feel like a dream to him. If this world continues to reject me... then I shall reject the world. He remembers himself saying, speaking to what appeared to be open air, as if he were speaking to himself. Obra had been staring at him, perplexed, wondering why Zeref was apparently talking to himself. This will be a gift from me... Zeref continued, finally getting to his feet. Rebalancing, and allowing the world to resurrect. If Zeref focused, he could feel a familiar presence that he was speaking to, even if he could neither see, nor hear the source. It was kind, familiar, friendly... and hurt. No, Zeref finally growled, feeling his eyes change behind his eyelids, seven years of pent-up rage and despair finally threatening to pour out. It will be a one-sided massacre. Not a single soul will be spared my wrath.

As if he had just woken up from a nightmare, Zeref realized who it was he was speaking to. Mavis Vermillion, maybe the only friend he had had for at least a century while he was on Sirius Island. He stared down at the medallion, before tossing it. ]

[ voice ]



Stay away from the Bay.

[ A simple, one-sentence message. It worked... somewhat similar to the device he had in Exsilium, so it only took him an hour or so to figure it out. Zeref had found a quiet corner of the large, domed structure. He needed to just... sit and think, for a while. Somehow, he had gained a few memories between waking up here and being in Exsilium, meaning his suspicions about Tartarus were correct. Now that he was fully awake, he remembered everything. He felt confused, and angry. It was all in stark contrast to his memories of Exsilium, mainly due to people like Lucy and Levy being so bizarrely kind to him, which he wouldn't have expected from anyone who knew who and what he was.

Zeref slumped back against the curved, stone wall of the dome. He honestly had no idea what he was going to do, now. ]

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[Video ]

[celestial_wizard]

[ She recognizes that voice. ] ...

[ She's not sure how to react to be honest, knowing he was a friend, but also having lived through the same thing Natsu had - to a point. ]

Zeref... you're here too..?

[Video ]

[deathsought]

[ The screen flickers to life. Sure enough... yes, that was Lucy. So they sent her here, too... which means they most likely sent Natsu, Erza, and possibly Levy here, as well.

When Zeref's face appears, he's clearly a bit stressed, and not in his usual sad, melancholic way that Lucy might be used to seeing. ]

The Initiative is behind this, aren't they, Lucy?

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[celestial_wizard]

[ Lucy shakes her head. ]

I don't think so. If anything, the transporter malfunctioned again. It wouldn't make sense for them to send us here and not make contact with us. There'd be SOME kind of Initiative presence if that were the case, even an underground one.

[Video ]

[deathsought]

My pin isn't here. [ Obviously, that's not the only thing bothering him, but it's the most immediate problem. ]

I hope you're right. If it turns out they sent us here on purpose after taking my pin, I will be sure to remind them as to why I needed it.

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[celestial_wizard]

Your pin... ah! That one? [ Crap. Now she was going to have even less luck trying to make him socialize. The man needs friends! ]

Now that you mention it, my whip doesn't change anymore either... [ Frowning a little. ] But that's even more reason that the Initiative wouldn't be responsible.

They KNOW how important that pin is. Why would they take it away?

Video

[big_fat_liar]

Easy enough, I usually try to stay away from that place anyways, there's a little hole in one of my boots and the water always seeps right through.

It's pretty uncomfortable.

If you have a better reason to stay away from that place, I'd love to hear it.

[ voice ]

[deathsought]

[ Zeref doesn't turn his own video on. A bit of paranoia on his part. ]

Magic that shouldn't be in this world.

[ A vague answer, but an accurate one. ]

Video

[big_fat_liar]

[He'll just leave his on, it makes it look like he doesn't have anything to hide that way.]

Oh, Is that all?

I'll take your word on that for now, but this place seems to have it's own ideas on what should and shouldn't belong here.

It pulls in whatever it wants.

[ voice ]

[deathsought]

An all too common trait. [ Zeref finally gets to his feet, the sound of water dripping from his clothes being heard. He's spent a very long time on a tropical island, which means he's almost certainly seen more than his fair share of storms, hurricanes included. A bit of water won't bother him. ]

It goes hand in and with those who are never prepared to deal with the consequences of doing so.

[no_love_potions]

[Oh, what NOW?]

What's going on at the Bay?

permavoice

[deathsought]

Nothing, yet.

permavoice

[no_love_potions]

[Well, that's reassuring.]

There may have been a less ominous choice of words you could have gone with just now.

[deathsought]

It would be of no use to explain. Not unless you came from the same world I was born in.

[ It would be inaccurate to say 'that I came from,' in this case. Damn Exsilium. ]

[warring_triad]

[Kefka was on the other side of the city, randomly zapping buildings with lightning when he felt something he'd never felt before. Power, raw and simple. Destruction incarnate. The sheer presence of the concentrated magic was almost... intoxicating. Of course he had to go to the bay, ignoring the warning for the most part, though he did cloak himself in some protective magics beforehand, just in case. What he saw was... well... perfect. A young man that looked to be the same age as Terra, equally conflicted with his power. Oh this was too good.]

Now, why would I want to stay away from here~?

[deathsought]

[ Zeref flinched when he heard a voice not of the necklace's design. He could sense another presence, similar to his own, but of a more... chaotic nature. If such a thing was even possible. He immediately raised his hands. ]

Stop.

[ He just got here. He may have decided to wipe out all life on his own world, but this world was - hopefully - different. And he needed to gain his bearings, at the very least. ]

Don't come closer.

[warring_triad]

[Chaos was Kefka's middle name, and BFF after all.]

Why? Or I might be eaten alive by the sheer power of your magic? Oh, I can feel the energies eating away at even my protective magic, but worry not. My barriers aren't going anywhere.

Though I must admit, allowing such power to simply run rampant isn't exactly smiled upon in society~

[deathsought]

[ So this person could sense it. Zeref didn't seem all that taken aback, but he was still cautious. ]

I know that. [ That's why he chose to isolate himself from society, after all. ]

[Video]

[aero_sage]

[An ominous message if Harpuia's ever heard one. He narrows his eyes at the comm device, suspicious, but slightly intrigued as well. Whoever made the request does not have a vocal pattern that he recognizes. A newcomer?]

That is an unusual request, particularly as the Bay happens to be located in the very center of the city. For what reason do you insist on such a thing?

[ voice ]

[deathsought]

All I ask is for enough time to leave.

[ Not really answering his question, but... ]

[ voice ]

[aero_sage]

[Harpuia considers. This is acceptable, and the individual on the other end seems rational enough.]

A reasonable request, then. What is your destination?

[ voice ]

[deathsought]

I do not know. I know very little about this world. I... just arrived.

[Text on her part]

[whos_this_bitch]

[...Way to perk her interest, Zeref. Ever the curious one-] What's at the Bay? [Look at that, you don't even have to switch channels for it to appear on your screen.]

[ text ]

[deathsought]

[ Text, eh? Okay. Zeref knows how to type, with the practice he's gotten from being at Exsilium... even if this keyboard is slightly different. ]

Me.

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[whos_this_bitch]

[Puzzled head tiiiiiiilt. Is he in trouble and trying to keep people out of it, or is he trouble himself? HMMMM.]

What do you mean?

[ text ]

[deathsought]

It is best if people stay away from me, at least for now.