Sowhere on Tenrou Island.
A blue-haired girl strolled leisurely, as if taking a casual walk.
Her entire appearance was immaculate—spotless from head to toe, without even a single wrinkle on the hem of her clothing. Y
et, all around her, dozens of Grimoire Heart mbers lay sprawled chaotically on the ground.
There wasn't a single wound on their bodies, not even the slightest sign of resistance.
It was as if they had simply fallen into a deep slumber.
However, the cold stillness of their forms silently proclaid the undeniable truth—they had been dead for quite so ti.
"How boring..." Stella muttered as she aimlessly wandered through the dense forest of Tenrou Island.
With an air of complete disinterest, she idly nudged one of the corpses with her foot.
"Every single one of them is so weak, not even worth making take them seriously."
She sighed, her expression one of sheer boredom.
"Just a bunch of small fry. If it weren't for the Master's orders, I wouldn't have even bothered looking at them. Isn't there at least one person around here who can entertain ? ...Hmm? A fight?"
Her ears twitched slightly as if picking up a distant sound.
Tilting her head, she paused for a brief mont before, without hesitation, walking toward the source of the noise.
After covering a few dozen ters, the sounds of battle grew clearer.
Sensing the lingering traces of magical energy in the air, Stella's lips curled into a playful smirk.
"The quality of this magic power... looks like I might have finally found soone interesting."
"Co on, entertain ," she murmured to herself, her excitent barely concealed.
Unknowingly, Stella had already passed through the dense forest.
The mont she erged, her view suddenly widened.
It was a vast, open clearing.
At its center stood a small, makeshift resting area—clearly a temporary setup.
Directly in front of it, dozens of Grimoire Heart mbers had gathered, encircling two white-haired girls.
However, with Stella's keen eyes, she could imdiately tell that despite being outnumbered, the two girls held an overwhelming advantage.
Stella made no effort to conceal her presence as she arrived, naturally drawing the attention of everyone present.
"Hey, another one just showed up!"
The Grimoire Heart mbers exchanged glances, and without hesitation, a few of them broke away from the encirclent around Mirajane and Lisanna, charging straight toward Stella.
Watching them rush over, Stella remained motionless, an eerie smile spreading across her face.
"I command thee—vermin, thy sin of desecration shall not be forgiven. Now, take thine own lives."
A shocking scene unfolded.
The Grimoire Heart mbers who had been charging at Stella suddenly stopped in perfect unison the mont her words fell.
Then, as if driven by so unnatural force, they raised their hands to their own throats—and, defying all biological limits, twisted their own necks until they snapped.
Thud. Thud.
The heavy sound of bodies collapsing echoed through the clearing.
Every single one of them had fallen, lifeless.
"T-This... how is this possible?!"
Everyone present was utterly stunned by the eerie and incomprehensible scene that had just unfolded.
For a mont, not a single person dared to move.
"Lives without value have no reason to exist."
Stella walked forward at a slow, deliberate pace, her calm smile carrying an unfathomable depth.
With each step she took, another Grimoire Heart mber inexplicably collapsed to the ground, their life extinguished for reasons unknown.
Her asured footsteps were like the chilling toll of a death knell—an ominous lody conducted by the Reaper herself.
There was no resistance.
There wasn't even understanding.
No one could comprehend what was happening.
This was a performance of grueso artistry—an unthinkable, surreal display of death itself, orchestrated by the blue-haired girl in a manner that defied all logic and imagination.
An overwhelming sense of dread crept into the hearts of all who remained.
One by one, the Grimoire Heart mbers, driven to the brink of ntal collapse by the sight of their comrades falling in succession, finally snapped under the unbearable pressure.
Soone—no one knew who started it—broke into a panicked escape, and like a chain reaction, the rest followed, desperately trying to flee.
But the mont they took their first step—death claid them.
By the ti Stella reached the center of the battlefield, the only ones left alive were Lisanna and Mirajane.
"Finally, it's all cleaned up. These pests were such an eyesore."
She sighed, as if having rely completed a mundane chore.
Then, her gaze shifted toward Mirajane, utterly unfazed by the wariness and tension reflected in the sisters' expressions.
"False lives have no reason to exist. Don't you agree, Fairy Tail's S-Class Mage—Demon Mirajane?"
Her tone was indifferent, as if everything she had just done was nothing more than an insignificant task, unworthy of even confirming the outco.
"What kind of magic is this... Mira-nee?"
Lisanna tried her best to stay calm, but a slight tremor in her voice betrayed her unease.
Her body also trembled slightly—after all, no one could remain unaffected when faced with a power they could not comprehend.
Mirajane's expression was grave as she shook her head.
Even with her vast experience, she had no way of understanding this utterly bizarre phenonon.
Seemingly amused by Lisanna's question, Stella blinked and tilted her head slightly.
Then, her lips curled into a faint smile as she spoke softly:
"It's beyond your understanding, isn't it? But don't be afraid—fear in the face of the unknown is nothing to be ashad of. Hehe, let enlighten you."
"My magic allows to make my thoughts a reality. In other words, whatever I wish to happen... will happen."
"What?!"
"Impossible! There's no way such magic exists!"
Mirajane and Lisanna both cried out in shock.
"Oh, but it does."
Stella's enigmatic smile deepened as she casually waved her hand.
"For example, if I so desire, I can even do sothing like this—"
"I command: From earth, form a body of flesh. I grant thee life—rise, my puppet."
Without any warning—without even the slightest fluctuation of magical energy—the ground trembled faintly.
Then, a chunk of earth slowly rose into the air, gradually taking on a human form.
Under Mirajane and Lisanna's horrified gazes, the soil reshaped itself until it beca an exact replica of Mirajane.
Aside from its hollow, lifeless eyes, every other detail was identical—even the magic power flowing through its body was indistinguishable from the real thing.
"How... how is this possible? It actually created another Mira-nee?!"
Lisanna was nearly frozen in shock.
Stella, watching with amusent, spoke softly:
"Go, my puppet. Put on a magnificent performance for ."
The puppet Mirajane gave a small nod.
Magic surged from its body as it spoke in a cold, emotionless voice:
"[Satan Soul]."
Boom!
A black magic circle appeared above Puppet Mirajane, enveloping it completely.
When the dark energy dissipated, the transford Satan Soul version of Puppet Mirajane stood in its place.
With a flap of its demonic wings, Puppet Mirajane launched itself straight at Lisanna and Mirajane.
"Not good! [Take Over: Satan Soul]!"
Mirajane reacted instantly, channeling the power of Satan Soul and transforming into her demonic form to et Puppet Mirajane head-on.
Boom! Boom!
The two clashed fiercely, dark magic surging around them.
Sa face.
Sa abilities.
Sa magic power.
They were evenly matched—nearly indistinguishable in strength, making it impossible to determine who had the upper hand.
"Mira-nee!"
Seeing the deadlocked battle, Lisanna attempted to rush in and help, but suddenly, chains materialized out of thin air, binding her tightly and rendering her completely immobile.
"Don't move now, or you might just die by accident."
Stella stood leisurely with her arms crossed, speaking in an almost casual tone.
"Lisanna!"
Mirajane's expression changed upon seeing her sister restrained.
She tried to break away to save Lisanna, but Puppet Mirajane blocked her path.
"Get out of my way—[Soul Extinction]!"
Dark magic gathered in Mirajane's hands, forming a powerful black energy sphere.
Before Puppet Mirajane could react, Mirajane had already thrust the dark sphere forward.
The mont it struck, the black energy engulfed Puppet Mirajane completely, disintegrating it into ashes.
"Lisanna!"
Mirajane appeared beside Lisanna and shattered the chains binding her in one swift motion, setting her free.
Stella watched with amusent, a smile playing on her lips.
"Oh? So you had that move too? I was only aware of your Satan Soul abilities, but I didn't expect this. A miscalculation on my part. I should've studied your abilities more carefully... What a sha, my carefully crafted puppet was destroyed."
Mirajane stood protectively in front of Lisanna, her eyes cold as she glared at Stella.
"Who exactly are you?"
"Oh, right! I haven't introduced myself yet, have I?" Stella said with a playful tone.
"I am one of the Seven Thrones of the Demon God's Soul. The Fourth Throne—Stella."
Then, she extended both hands forward and locked eyes with Mirajane.
"I've roughly gauged your strength now. The warm-up is over. But tell —can you withstand what's coming next, Fairy Tail's mage?"
Her voice turned solemn as she chanted:
"I command the elents of heaven and earth—heed my call. Beco the blades of annihilation and destroy my enemies!"
Boom!
The sky and the ground both began to crack and crumble.
It was an apocalyptic sight.
The world turned a dull shade of gray, as if drained of life.
Fire, floods, lightning, tempests—each force of nature surged forth in chaos.
Above Stella, countless magical energies of various elents and forms gathered as if summoned by a sovereign ruler.
The terrifying elental storm took shape, swirling in relentless destruction.
The raging vortex threatened to consu everything in its path.
It was an indiscriminate force of annihilation, wiping out everything in its wake like autumn leaves swept away by the wind.
Stella gave an indifferent smile and waved her hand.
The terrifying force surged toward Mirajane.
Boom!
A deafening explosion shook the surroundings.
The sheer magical pressure was suffocating, like an orchestra performing the symphony of annihilation.
As the dust slowly settled, Stella raised an eyebrow slightly.
In the middle of the battlefield, Mirajane and Lisanna stood completely unhard.
Before them, a blue defensive barrier had materialized, shielding them from the devastating attack.
"I see... Now I rember. This must be the 'Absolute Defense' Ophelia once ntioned." Stella nodded, a look of realization dawning upon her.
Mirajane launched forward, pushing off with force.
Blue lightning crackled around her hands as she charged toward Stella.
"[Demonic Arc]"
Stella's expression remained unchanged, allowing Mirajane to approach.
As Mirajane closed in, a sudden sense of unease gripped her heart.
Sothing felt wrong.
But before she could pinpoint the source of that dread, her Demonic Arc struck Stella head-on—without rcy.
For a brief mont, victory seed certain.
Until Stella's lips curled into a mischievous smile.
"You fell for it."
Crack!
The scene before Mirajane shattered like fragile glass.
Stella's body blurred and morphed.
Mirajane's eyes widened in shock, staring in disbelief at the figure standing re inches away—the one struck by her attack.
Lisanna.
Her face was twisted in pain as blue lightning coursed through her body.
"LISANNA!!!"
"Mira-nee... be careful..."
Lisanna, who had been struck by the Demonic Arc, barely managed to speak.
Her eyes had already turned dull and unfocused.
Before Mirajane could react to what had happened, a blue beam of magical energy suddenly appeared from behind her, piercing through her abdon—and with unstoppable force, it continued forward, impaling Lisanna as well.
"How... When did this happen?"
Mirajane's sapphire eyes lost their brilliance.
It felt as if all the strength had been drained from her body.
She struggled, reaching out to embrace the unconscious Lisanna, and together, they collapsed onto the ground.
Endless darkness swallowed Mirajane's consciousness, while crimson blood gushed from their wounds, staining the battlefield.
Stella's figure slowly erged from the shadows.
She gazed at the two white-haired sisters—now lying unconscious in each other's arms.
The corners of her lips curled into a subtle smirk as she whispered,
"Demon Mirajane... In the end, this is all you're capable of.
But as a source of entertainnt? ...I suppose you were barely acceptable."
At this mont, Stella failed to notice—as Mirajane's consciousness faded, the Moon Goddess Necklace around her neck also began to lose its luster, turning pale and translucent.
A mysterious blue energy flowed from the necklace, seeping into Mirajane's body.
Cracks began to form on the surface of the necklace.
And then, it shattered into fragnts.
.............
In the dimly lit space, streams of mysterious blue energy continuously flowed in, converging toward the faint silhouette at the center.
As if sensing the energy, the shadowy figure absorbed it entirely.
"...The power... of a God."
A rigid, emotionless voice echoed through the darkness.
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