Dragon of the Apocalypse,
The Black Dragon,
The Dragon King,
The Beast from the Book of the Apocalypse,
The Dragon of Magic,
The Strongest.
Acnologia has held many titles, donned endless aliases, and earned every crown. It has always been this way; he, the end-all-be-all, and the world, his nemesis. When he dies, it feels like a release - an end of eras... it feels like he can rest.
But with power comes consequences and in the Space between Time comes Anna Heartfilia. With nothing more than a few words and a fall, Acnologia is thrust backward in time, entrusted with the sacred and ludicrous responsibility to save the world he once terrorized and raise those he once tried to exterminate.
But it's been a long time since he's felt this human, and longer still since he's faced the enemy that jeopardizes the new life he builds. This is the story of a man who destroyed one world and built another.
This is the story of a family born from scales and scars.
This is the story, of the Dragon Father.
Warning: Contains foul language, mature themes such as: torture, gore, death, slavery, cults, graphic violence, reference to sex, grief, PTSD, child abuse, and sorts of terrible stuff that the Fairy Tail canon mentions but doesn't dive into (I do. I dive into it.)
REWRITE TIME BABYYYYY LET'S GOOOOOO! This is a complete rewrite of the original which you can find here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/169289668-the-dragon-father
Once more, I don't own any of the art (if you see yours and don't want it here, let me know I'll take it down. I always try to keep watermarks in the images)
I also don't own any of Fairy Tail's characters or its plot. This is a fanfiction produced for fun, not profit.
This sucker updates on the 28th of every month
I remember my father... although, I wish I remember more. I mostly remember him laughing, always, laughing. And then they came... and I never saw my father again. I remember my mother much clearer. She used to smile... but she never seemed to after father was lost. I remember her holding me and telling me that I was just like him... but then I lost her too.
Now I train with Weisslogia; I will become stronger.
And I swear, I will find my parents, or... I will avenge them.
I loved my mother. Her voice, her scent, but most of all her stories. They were always of father who I can hardly remember. I don't know what he looked like... but I remember his laugh. Now, mother's stories must suffice for his absence, for I lost him long ago. I remember mother telling me to be brave through her tears... and then I lost her too.
Until I am strong enough, I will live with Skiadrum, learning all I can... and then I will avenge my family... I swear it.
The Dragon King will know our names... and our father's names... and our grandfather's names. For the Redfox's and Dragneel's live on; the Dragon King's fatal mistake.
So prepare yourself Dragon King.
For we are coming. And we are hungry for blood.
Prepare yourself...
Because mercy is not in a dragon's blood.
I do not own the characters or the art!!! Hope you enjoy.