As Y/N entered the guild hall, he found himself at the center of an unexpected and chaotic scene. Erza, Natsu, and Gray were huddled together in a corner, their heads close as they whispered conspiratorially. Lucy stood nearby, her hands clasped in front of her, her expression a mix of concern and confusion.
Curiosity piqued, Y/N approached the group, wondering what could possibly have them so engrossed in their clandestine discussion.
"What's going on, guys?" he asked, his brow furrowing in confusion.
Erza looked up, her eyes narrowing suspiciously as she regarded Y/N. "We were just discussing our plan to break you out of the Magic Council's clutches," she explained, her voice low and intense.
Natsu nodded eagerly, his eyes shining with excitement. "Yeah! We heard you were meeting with them, so we figured they must have kidnapped you or something!" he exclaimed, his tone filled with righteous indignation.
Gray chimed in with a nod. "And we can't just sit back and let them hold you captive! We have to take action!"
Y/N blinked in disbelief, trying to process the absurdity of their words. "Wait, hold on a minute," he interjected, his voice tinged with amusement. "I wasn't kidnapped by the Magic Council. In fact, I was meeting with them voluntarily."
His words were met with stunned silence from Erza, Natsu, and Gray, who exchanged incredulous looks before turning their suspicious gazes back to Y/N.
"You voluntarily went to meet with the Magic Council?" Erza repeated, her tone laced with disbelief.
Natsu's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "That doesn't sound like something the real Y/N would do," he declared, his voice accusatory.
Gray nodded in agreement. "Yeah, he'd never willingly cooperate with the council! Something fishy is going on here."
Y/N sighed, realizing he had unwittingly stumbled into a situation that was quickly spiraling out of control. "Guys, listen to me," he began, trying to reason with them. "The council isn't as bad as you think..."
But before he could finish his sentence, Erza, Natsu, and Gray exchanged a knowing glance, their suspicions confirmed.
"It's definitely not the real Y/N," Erza declared, her voice firm as she pointed an accusing finger at him. "He's been brainwashed by the council!"
Natsu and Gray nodded in agreement, their expressions grave as they advanced on Y/N, ready to liberate their friend from the clutches of the nefarious council.
As Erza, Natsu, and Gray advanced on him, their determination unwavering, Y/N found himself being swiftly and unceremoniously tied to a nearby chair with whatever rope they could find.
"We can't take any chances," Erza declared, her voice resolute as she inspected their handiwork, ensuring that Y/N was securely bound. "We have to make sure this imposter can't escape."Natsu and Gray nodded in agreement, their expressions grim as they stood guard over their captive friend.
"You're making a big mistake, guys," Y/N protested, struggling against his bonds in vain. "I'm not an imposter! I'm the real deal!"
Erza raised an eyebrow skeptically, her arms crossed over her chest as she regarded him with suspicion. "Prove it," she challenged, her voice daring him to convince her otherwise.
Y/N let out an exasperated sigh, realizing that reasoning with them was futile.
Cana, observing from the sidelines, couldn't resist adding fuel to the fire. "Oh, I don't know, Erza," she chimed in, her tone teasing. "He does look a bit suspicious. Maybe we should tie him up just to be safe."
Y/N shot Cana a mock glare, knowing full well she was playing along with Erza's delusions. "Thanks a lot, Cana," he muttered, rolling his eyes in mock annoyance.
Mira, always one to indulge in a bit of mischief, joined in on the fun, poking Y/N's cheeks with a playful grin. "You're not making a very convincing case for yourself, Y/N," she teased, her laughter echoing through the guild hall.
Y/N's patience finally reached its limit as he felt the ropes constricting around him. With a frustrated growl, he tapped into his giant magic, summoning his strength to break free from his restraints with a mighty burst of power.
The ropes snapped like twigs under the force of his magic, sending Erza, Natsu, and Gray stumbling backward in surprise. They exchanged bewildered glances, their skepticism evaporating in an instant.
"Only the real Y/N would do something that violent instead of something normal," Natsu remarked with a laugh, his words punctuated by Gray's agreeing nod.
Erza couldn't help but smile as she watched Y/N pout furiously, his cheeks flushed with indignation. "Alright, alright, you've made your point," she conceded, chuckling at the absurdity of it all.
And so, with laughter ringing through the guild hall, Y/N's identity as the real Y/N was reaffirmed, his friends relieved to have their playful prankster back among them once more.
With the chaotic situation finally settled, Y/N took a moment to catch his breath before addressing the gathered members of Fairy Tail.
"Alright, now that we've established that I'm not an imposter," Y/N began, shooting a pointed glance at Erza, Natsu, and Gray, who sheepishly averted their eyes, "I have some important news to share."
The guild members gathered around, their curiosity piqued as they listened intently to Y/N's words.
"As some of you may have heard," Y/N continued, "I recently had a meeting with the Magic Council."
A murmur of interest rippled through the crowd, with Lucy stepping forward, her expression eager. "What did they want? Is everything okay?"
Y/N nodded, offering Lucy a reassuring smile. "Everything's fine. In fact, they've offered me a position as one of the Ten Wizard Saints."
Gasps of astonishment filled the guild hall as Y/N's words sank in. Mirajane's eyes widened in disbelief, while Cana's jaw dropped in awe.
"Wow, that's incredible!" Lucy exclaimed, her voice filled with admiration. "Congratulations, Y/N!"
The guild erupted into cheers and applause, congratulating Y/N on his prestigious appointment. Even Erza, Natsu, and Gray couldn't help but join in the celebration, their earlier suspicions forgotten in the excitement of the moment.
Y/N grinned, feeling a swell of pride at the overwhelming support of his guildmates. "Thank you, everyone," he said, his voice filled with gratitude. "I couldn't have done it without all of you."With the news of Y/N's appointment spreading throughout the guild, the atmosphere was filled with joy and excitement, marking the beginning of a new chapter in Y/N's journey as a mage of Fairy Tail.
With the chaos settled and Y/N finally having the chance to explain what happened at the meeting, the guild listened eagerly, hanging onto his every word.
"So, turns out they're not planning to arrest me," Y/N began, a grin spreading across his face as he recounted the events. "They actually want me to be one of the 10 Wizard Saints!"
The guild erupted into cheers and applause, their joyous reactions filling the hall with excitement. Gray smirked, nudging Natsu with a playful elbow. "Looks like our little aniki is moving up in the world," he remarked, a hint of pride evident in his voice.
Elfman let out a booming laugh, clapping Y/N on the back with enough force to nearly send him toppling over. "That's what I'm talkin' about! A real man right there!" he exclaimed, his enthusiasm infectious.
Erza nodded with approval, her gaze lingering on Y/N with a sense of pride. "You've earned this honor, Y/N," she declared, her voice filled with genuine admiration. "I have no doubt that you will represent Fairy Tail and the Magic Council with honor and integrity."
But perhaps the happiest reaction came from Cana, whose beaming smile spoke volumes about her true feelings. Her childhood friend reaching such an esteemed position filled her heart with a warmth she couldn't contain. She threw her arms around Y/N in a tight hug, unable to hide her excitement.
"That's amazing, Y/N!" Cana exclaimed, her eyes shining with genuine happiness. "I always knew you had it in you!"
As the younger members of the guild celebrated Y/N's achievement, Makarov watched with a mixture of pride and a hint of pouting. He sat with the elder members of the guild, including Wakaba and Macao, sipping his beer contently.
Wakaba, a seasoned wizard of fairy tail, raised his mug in a toast. "To Y/N, the youngest Wizard Saint in history! He's come a long way since the days of causing mischief around the guild."
Macao chuckled, reminiscing about the old days. "Remember when Y/N accidentally turned himself into a cat with that experimental transformation spell? Took us hours to turn him back!"
Makarov nodded along with a fond smile, though there was a hint of wistfulness in his eyes. "Ah, those were the days," he remarked, taking a sip of his beer. "Seems like just yesterday he was running around the guild causing trouble."
Wakaba clapped Makarov on the back with a hearty laugh. "And now he's a Wizard Saint! Who would've thought our little troublemaker would rise to such heights?"
Despite his pride, Makarov couldn't help but feel a twinge of regret that Y/N hadn't told him about his meeting with the council first. But as he listened to the stories and shared memories with his old friends, he couldn't help but feel grateful for the bonds of camaraderie that had kept Fairy Tail strong through the years.
As Makarov listened to the tales and shared memories, his mind wandered back to the days when Y/N was just a mischievous young mage, full of energy and enthusiasm.
He remembered the sight of young Y/N, always with a grin on his face, causing mischief around the guild alongside his best friends, Erza and Cana. The trio was inseparable, always getting into trouble together but also standing by each other through thick and thin.
There were countless memories of Y/N and Cana teaming up to pull pranks on their fellow guild members, much to Mirajane's chagrin. Mira often found herself playing the role of the stern older sister, reining in the antics of the mischievous duo with a firm hand.
Then there were the memories of Y/N's interactions with his elder twin brother, Laxus. Despite their occasional disagreements, there was a deep bond of respect and affection between the two brothers, forged through years of shared experiences and adventures.
Makarov chuckled as he recalled the younger Natsu and Gray, always looking up to Y/N as a role model and an older brother figure. Y/N had taken them under his wing, guiding them through their early days as members of Fairy Tail with patience and kindness.
And then there was Levy, the youngest member of their little group, who looked to Y/N with admiration and respect. Y/N had always been there to offer encouragement and support to Levy, nurturing her talents as a mage and a member of Fairy Tail.
As Makarov's mind drifted through these memories, he couldn't help but feel a swell of pride in the young mage who had grown into a formidable wizard and earned the title of Wizard Saint. Y/N's journey had been a long and challenging one, but through it all, he had remained true to himself and to the bonds of friendship that had shaped him into the mage he was today.
Natsu's booming voice cut through the jovial atmosphere of the guild hall, his eyes widening with realization. "Wait a minute," he exclaimed, pointing an accusing finger at Y/N.
"If you're a Wizard Saint, and Gramps is a Wizard Saint, does that mean you two are equal in strength?"
Y/N chuckled, shaking his head in amusement as he tried to dispel Natsu's misconception. "Not even close, buddy," he replied with a grin, knowing that Natsu's understanding of such matters tended to be a bit simplistic.
Makarov, ever the voice of wisdom and experience, stepped forward to clarify the matter, his gaze warm as he addressed his grandson and the rest of the guild. "Being a Wizard Saint isn't just about raw power," he explained, his tone gentle yet authoritative. "It's about versatility, adaptability, and, perhaps most importantly, behavior."
The guild members listened intently as Makarov elaborated on the criteria for becoming a Wizard Saint, his words carrying the weight of years of experience and wisdom. "Strength alone is not enough," he continued.
"A Wizard Saint must possess a wide range of skills and be able to handle any situation that comes their way. And they must conduct themselves with honor, integrity, and compassion, embodying the ideals of Fairy Tail."
As Makarov spoke, his words resonated with the guild members, reminding them of the values that had always defined Fairy Tail. It wasn't just about being the strongest; it was about using one's strength for the greater good and standing up for what was right, no matter the cost.
Y/N nodded in agreement with his grandfather's words, feeling a sense of pride and responsibility in his new role as a Wizard Saint. He knew that it wasn't just about the title; it was about living up to the ideals and expectations that came with it.
Makarov's hand rested warmly on Y/N's back, a proud smile spreading across his weathered face as he addressed the gathered guild members. "To the third Wizard Saint from Fairy Tail," he proclaimed, his voice carrying the weight of both pride and camaraderie, "my grandson, Y/N Dreyar."
The guild erupted into cheers and applause, the sound echoing off the walls of the hall as they celebrated this momentous occasion. For many, it was a testament to the strength and spirit of Fairy Tail, a reminder of the bonds that united them as a family.
Y/N couldn't help but feel a swell of emotion at his grandfather's words, his heart overflowing with gratitude for the support and encouragement he had received from his fellow guild members. It was a moment he would cherish forever, a symbol of his journey from a timid newcomer to a respected member of the guild and now, a Wizard Saint.
As Makarov raised his tankard high, a gleam of mischief sparkling in his eyes, he declared, "Let's drink the night away!"
The guild members cheered in agreement, raising their own tankards in a toast to their newest Wizard Saint. Laughter and music filled the air as they celebrated into the night, united in their bonds of friendship and the shared joy of this momentous occasion.