Fairy Tail: Origin and End

The turtledove opened its eyes.

Looking at the familiar surroundings around her, she noticed the kimono on the side, and weakly propped herself up and changed into the kimono.

Yesheng, on the other hand, has been at the entrance of the cave, observing Makarov's traces.

He saw that Makarov was investigating the ruined village of Turtledove, otherwise he would not have come here for no reason.

"Master?".

Turtledove cautiously said that because the current Yesheng is still in a state of "finality", although she has seen Yesheng's black hair, but the cold, ruthless, and even indifferent temperament makes Turtledove very afraid.

Hearing the turtledove calling herself, Yesheng turned her head, changing from "Finality" to "Origin", and her black hair also turned into white broken hair, from that ruthless, indifferent temperament to full of tenderness and charity in an instant.

"What's the matter, little turtledove~".

Yesheng picked up the turtledove and said gently.

The turtledove lowered its head in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry Master, I'm still too weak."

Yesheng rubbed the turtledove's cheek and didn't speak, just smiled.

"Master, Ikaruga will definitely work harder to become stronger!".

Turtledove said guiltily that Yesheng had given her the power of revenge, but she had not used it.

"Little turtledove, you have done it, the opponent you are facing is not your target, he just happens to be there".

Yesheng said slowly.

Yesheng put the turtledove down and watched the sun gradually rise, the gentle sunlight shining on their faces.

Ikaruga clenched the sword in her hand, the opponent is strong, but, she will become stronger!

Yesheng was a little absent-minded.

Because one thing caught his attention, and that was that there was a small problem with his "final" form, or rather, a new power.

"Final Count": 1

Only this simple paragraph made him care a lot, the power that suddenly appeared, and when it appeared in front of Makarov, it changed from 0 to 1.

Nothing has changed, so what exactly does this power mean?

Why did it appear after meeting Makarov, and when I took Alusa and Ikaruga, there was never a situation?

Thinking of this, Yesheng looked at the turtledove who was determined and facing the sun.

"Master, I'm hungry."

The turtledove's belly began to growl.

This sound interrupted Ye Sheng's thoughts, and he patted his head with some unresponsiveness.

"Alas, Master forgot, hahaha".

。。。。。。。。

While the turtledove went to the top of the mountain to cultivate, Yesheng stayed in the cave to study the new power.

I want to use it, but it doesn't work, I want to understand, but I can't break it.

"Strange, if it's power, why is there only this paragraph? Could it be that it's not power? Or is it 。。。。。 "

Ye Sheng closed his eyes, he was going to do a very dangerous thing, forcibly analyze power, if he didn't even understand his own power, then he wasn't even a salted fish.

"Let me see, what the hell are you?".

Gha-da.

Something seems to have been pried open.

Yesheng's consciousness came to a pure white space.

"Origin, here you come".

A figure emerged, and finally appeared, and Ye Sheng's eyes froze, because the person in front of him was exactly what he looked like.

He who "originates" and who "ends".

"Origin, that's the end of it

".

"Finale" said without joy or sorrow, apparently, trying to prevent Yesheng from continuing to analyze.

"What if I insist on parsing it?

Yesheng stopped to analyze and confronted the "Finality".

"No, on the contrary, I'd love to, but now is not the time".

"Final" shook his head.

"Okay, I'll stop parsing, but I at least want to know, what it is, I don't even know my own powers, then I just don't do it."

Yesheng gave up the analysis, since "Finality" took a step back, then I don't want to make an inch.

“■■■■■■■■"

As if to say something, Yesheng nodded solemnly and withdrew from the space of consciousness.

Yesheng, who returned to reality, walked out of the cave with a solemn face, overlooking this piece of the world.

It wasn't power, but it was dangerous, and the only thing Yesheng knew right now was that once the "Terminal Count" reached a certain critical point, it would dissipate the world, along with himself.

"It seems that some are busy".

Yesheng looked at his hands, representing "origin" on one side and "end" on the other.

"Well, at least, you can still be idle for a while."

Ye Sheng changed his attitude, and it was that salted fish posture again.