Don't Judge a Book By It's Cover: Male Reader x Erza Scarlet

Chapter 18

A/N: Apologies about the late posting for the chapter. Balancing my classes, homework, and writing is proving to be a bit more difficult than I thought. However, I think I'll manage. It might take a bit for me to get chapters out, but I won't stop writing this story. Anyways, let's jump right into the chapter!

Y/N = your name

F/F = favorite food

F/D = favorite drink

E/C = eye color

H/C = hair color

"Talking"

'thinking/voice in head/talking in your head'

"Beast talking/Demonic voice"

[3rd Person POV]

Y/N had just defeated one of the ten wizard saints, Jose Porla. Standing behind him are Makarov and Erza. Makarov looked on in shock and confusion on how Y/N was able to use one of the great fairy spells. Meanwhile, Erza was shocked seeing one of people she was close to take someones life so easily.

Makarov: 'How can he use one of the great fairy spells?! I thought that you had to have Mavis permission to use the magic, especially Fairy Glitter!'

Erza: 'D-did Y/N just kill someone? How could he do something like that so easily? It's like he has no care for morals. But why? Why would he go so far as to take Jose's life?'

Makarov seemed to have noticed Erza's reaction to what just occurred. He takes a second to regain his composure before speaking.

Makarov: "Erza, please head back to the guild and get yourself patched up. I'll handle the situation here."

Erza just nods before walking back towards the edge of the guild before using one of her armors to fly back to the rest of the guild. Makarov then walks slowly over to Y/N who is now starting to tremor a bit before suddenly collapsing into a sitting position on the ground while holding his knees to his chest. Coming a bit closer, Makarov soon realizes that Y/N shaking uncontrollably while silently crying.

[Y/N's POV]

After killing Jose, I finally let my emotions come back to me. However, this came with a large backlash. My mind immediately started hearing the screams of horror when I had suffocated some of the mages in the sand burial. So much guilt rushed into me, it was like someone took a knife and stabbed my heart. I had done all of this before, but for some reason this feels different. I started to shake a bit and ended up collapsing onto the ground. I pulled my knees to my chest and just sat there shaking uncontrollably and crying. My mind was racing with so many thoughts.

Y/N: 'Oh god, what have I done? I just killed one of the ten wizard saints. This is going to have some sort of repercussion. And those members, most of them weren't even the ones that hurt the guild, yet I still killed them. What have I become? I'm just a monster that kills people when enraged. Even gramps was there to see and... Erza.... She... she saw me kill someone right in front of her. Dear god, I'm sorry! I don't know what came over me! I just wanted to protect my family, but ended up doing more harm than good.'

I was cut from my thoughts by a hand being placed on my shoulder. I twitched and moved away on instinct when they came into contact, but was slightly reassured when I heard gramps' voice.

Makarov: *solemnly* "How many?"

I didn't keep track of how many people I had killed. But I can give a rough estimate. With a shaky voice I answered him.

Y/N: *quiet and stuttering a small amount* "At least 20. If you go to the main area you'll find most of them."

Makarov just sighed and brought me into a small hug. I tensed at the feeling of this and didn't relax until he finally let go. I figured he was gonna try and stay there with me till I calmed down, but I didn't want him to see me like this for too long.