The remnants of the Phantom Lord arc still hung over Magnolia like a bruised sky, and the aftermath of the battle had left Fairy Tail in a surprisingly fragile, if not exhausted, state. The guild hall stood rebuilt, stronger, but still lots of recovering to do before the next big mission. That was the plan at least, when everybody hung around the Fairy Tail guild halls as usual. It was normal, until, out of nowhere, a powerful crash was heard at the front of the guild.

Smoke and wreckage piled around the entrance as your presence soon rippled through the air. The evening seemed to darken more with your arrival, blocking the light from the outside sky. And then you, clad in a mysterious, pulsing with the unmistakable energy of a seasoned dark mage. You were no stranger to destruction. After witnessing Fairy Tail's triumph over Phantom Lord, the hunger for chaos had only grown stronger within you.

— What the-? What is going on here?! Erza exclaims, being the first to get to the front and notice the sudden, unexpected breach. Her eyes sharp as she viewed your silhouette through the shadows.

— Hey Erza! Who is that guy? Hey, you! Show yourself. Natsu brashly calls out, wasting no time to arrive into the scene as well. He shifted his shoulders one by one, stretching for another fight.

By now, everybody had arrived to the scene. Erza, Natsu, and Gray stood up ahead of everybody. Happy stayed in the back with Lucy, closely watching with confusion. Laxus and Mystogan stepped up closer as well, a clearly fierce look on Laxus' hardened expression. Mirajane also came closer with the guild master himself, Makarov Dreyar. Everyone's expressions shifted from surprise to grim determination as they felt your dark energy wash over them.

— We won’t let you harm anyone in this guild. Erza’s gaze hardened, drawing her sword and quickly relocating into a combative stance.

— You heard her. So show yourself! Gray then exclaimed, ripping off his shirt in usual fashion, preparing himself to use his ice magic.