Fairy Tail: Shinigami

Chapter 290: No more shadows, just light.

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[Adam C. POV.]

I opened my eyes, finding myself inside my room. Mavis floating around.

"Adam!" Mavis gasped happily, floating over to me.

I was back....

"How long was I out?" I asked, smiling at her.

Mavis leaned back in the air, tapping her index finger against her lip as she thought. "Let's see, it's been exactly one year and three months," she said with a wistful smile.

I see... WAIT WHAT?!

I WILL KILL URAHARA!

"A fucking year?!" I roared, jumping out of the bed.

Mavis scoffed and gave a dismissive wave. "Big whoops, I've been in a coma for decades," she said with a tired snort. "But then again, maybe your year was worse than my eternal suffering."

I frowned. "You're playing the victim card, aren't you?"

She hovered closer, getting close to my right ear. "Maybe a little," Mavis admitted with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. "But you can't blame me for wanting a bit of attention, can you? After all, I've had to keep myself entertained while watching over your dormant self. I had you as a book holder, as a doll to play dress up, and an action figure, but eventually all of that became boring."

I...

I have so many questions, but I'm afraid to ask any of them.

THE GUILD!

"Who's running the guild?" I asked.

"Everyone voted for Makarov to take back the hat, and... well, despite his cries and the fact he tried to run away to another country, we tracked him down, and shoved him into his office," Mavis replied proudly, nodding. "There is no escaping our family."

I... I think I'm afraid.

"Well, I have to be honest, I'm glad it was just a year," I replied with a sigh. Inside my inner hell, I spend more than a decade fighting, a year is manageable.

"You wanna know a secret?" Mavis asked, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.

I hesitated, but curiosity got the better of me. "Sure."

Mavis grinned. "I was just messing with you. You barely spend a week inside your personal hell."

I felt my eyes twitch. "You... what?"

"Oh, don't give me that look," Mavis chided with a chuckle. "You should've seen your face right now, it was priceless! Besides, I needed to make sure you'd wake up motivated. A year sounds much more dramatic, doesn't it? Gives you that push to get up and on your feet quickly!"

"Listen here you little shit," I replied, my right eye twitching. "You almost gave me a heart attack!"

"Meh," Mavis waved a hand dismissively, the ghost of a grin still playing at the corners of her lips. "Besides, that's factually inaccurate, heart attacks are for the living; you are technically dead. Besides, it was totally worth it, I regret nothing! MAVIS RULES!"

I think... I think I'm having a soul aneurysm. I don't know if that's possible, but if it is, I'm having one.

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[Urahara Kisuke. POV.]

I hummed, waiting for my tea to be ready, when all of a sudden, I felt a sudden burst of spiritual power.

"He's finally back, huh?" Yoruichi said, looking in the general direction of Adam's home.

"Yeah," I nodded.

"You know Mavis will pull the... it's been fifty years prank, right?" Yoruichi asked with a knowing look, her yellow eyes reflecting the slightest hint of mischief.

I chuckled, pouring the now ready tea into two cups. "Of course, she will. I know I would."

"Should we warn him?" Yoruichi questioned, taking my cup of tea before I could take a sip.

"Nah," I replied with an easy smile, pushing up my hat slightly. "Let's just see how this plays out."

Yoruichi smirked, taking a slow sip of the tea, her tail flicking with amusement. "You're terrible, Urahara. That poor boy's going to have trust issues for at least a year. But then again, you're right... this is far too devilish for me not to enjoy."

As we sat in comfortable silence, enjoying our tea, the atmosphere crackled with anticipation. We both knew that Adam's return would mark a significant turning point in all our lives. It had been a long fifty years since his departure, and while Yoruichi seemed ready to dive headfirst into her mischief, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy... that I wasn't the one to prank him.

But then again, it was my nature to revel in the unexpected. And Mavis... well, she had always been one to go above and beyond when it came to pranks if this week talking with her was anything to go by. Besides, I believed Adam needed this, before facing what could very well be the end of everything.

Hopefully Mavis will omit the fact it was my idea to prank him.

Just as I was about to voice my thoughts, a gust of wind swept through the room, sending a shiver down my spine. The door creaked open slowly, revealing Adam's anger fueled silhouette framed against the fading twilight.

"Urahara-san! I will murder you!"

I guess she told him.

"Ah, Adam, it's so good to see you too," I greeted him with a nonchalant smile.

Yoruichi couldn't contain her laughter, her tail swaying in amusement behind her. "Well, well, well, look who finally decided to grace us with his presence. So how was your hell week, hot-stuff?"

Adam's posture was rigid, a storm brewing behind those piercing eyes. "Oh, it was spectacular," he drawled out sarcastically, stepping forward into the room. "Let me show Urahara what I learned."

"Now now, it was just a prank, a harmless prank, there wasn't any real damage done, you were gone for a week, not a year, so no harm no foul," I said, raising both hands in a placating gesture and offering my most disarming smile. "Besides, you've got to admit... It was a good prank."

"Yeah it was," Adam admitted, chuckling. "I'm still gonna shove my boot up your ass though, so... you win some, you lose some."

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[Yhwach - Quincy Realm.]

Yhwach sat upon his throne, an aura of quiet authority enveloping him. The dimly lit chamber resonated with an eerie stillness, mirroring the gravity of the impending proclamation. His eyes remained closed, as if immersed in a deep contemplation that transcended the physical realm.

As a momentary hush settled over the surroundings, Yhwach slowly opened his eyes. The piercing gaze that emanated from those golden orbs conveyed an omniscient awareness, as if he could perceive the very threads of destiny that intertwined the spiritual realm.

So much had changed since his brother came to be.

So much so, that his own prophecy had changed, and his powers had returned before time. Despite being enemies, he was in his brother's debt. For now, it was time for action.

"The time has come," Yhwach declared with a subtle smile, his voice echoing through the chamber. The weight of his words hung in the air, sending a ripple through the stillness as though heralding an inevitable shift in the tides of fate.

The time to destroy the flawed world left behind by their father has come. And the only obstacle he had to overcome was his own brother, it was almost poetic.