[Lucy-focused power-up story] In a vast magical world, after Lucy goes through a series of hardships, including Ur's death, Layla's passing, and pressure from her family, she gradually closes herself off. Determined to leave home, she meets Zeref, an old friend of Layla's. Later, she joins Fairy Tail by chance and forms the "Strongest Team" with Natsu and the others. With the power of her companions' faith and bonds, she overcomes every challenge and conquers her inner demons, ultimately becoming an excellent wizard. (Her magic is mainly Celestial Spirit Magic, Celestial Magic, and some Enchantment Magic. One of her special abilities is turning any object into a Celestial Spirit and making it her own.)
Whether fairies have tails is a mystery forever, because before that, no one even knew whether fairies really existed. It is a mystery that lasts forever, an adventure that lasts forever, and it holds this meaning...
Note: The story mainly focuses on her career. Updates daily during summer and winter break, with an irregular number of chapters. Update schedule during the school term is uncertain.
Dear author, I just ask you to come back quickly and fill in these holes for me.
This is a book that I will never tire of reading... But the pit is too deep!
The pit is deep. Put your hand in front of your eyes and you can see a little glimmer on the nails. Hold your breath and hear your heartbeat. So I hugged my knees tightly and sat at the bottom of the pit, looking up at a 45-degree angle to the sky. Legend has it that in this posture, you can see renewed light. Everyone is talking about the renewed light. I think it does not belong to today or tomorrow. It only appears at the time it should appear and stays where it should stay. For a short moment, the weak white light warms the dark bottom of the pit and illuminates everyone's gaze. So they told stories yesterday, today, tomorrow... Legends are floating in every corner. "Are you new here?" Someone asked me. "Yes!" "You looked good climbing down!" I think she is praising me. I always do this, climbing from the bottom of one pit to the bottom of another pit. I am used to climbing, so I am very skilled. "Climb out together and take a breather?" She invited me like this. "No, thank you!" I was tired of climbing and wanted to rest at the bottom of this pit. There are pits on the ground at any time. Climb out and you don't know which step is ahead. ? She will fall into the next pit. I look up at her climbing out, step by step toward hope, and step by step toward the bottom of the pit, feeling numb, tired, and struggling. So someone goes out and someone comes in again. "Hello!" "Hello!" "Is it comfortable to squat?" "My legs are a little numb, I'll lie down later!" "Lie down!" "Are you going out too?" "Yes, maybe there will be a new world in the next pit!" You see, people can never give up hope. So, I crawled. I crawled all over the pit. I'm still at the bottom of the hole. Crawling requires such a posture, with hands on the ground and knees on the ground. This is really not a pleasant posture. But when crawling, my eyes were infinitely close to the bottom of the pit, looking at every place over and over again, like a cow chewing its cud, chewing every word. I have forgotten the initial taste. What I am waiting for is tomorrow's food. I am a fish with its head raised, constantly devouring, never stopping, until the day when the food suffocates me to death. But what I use more is the 'squatting' posture. This is a posture soaked in the blood and engraved in the bones. This is the posture in which I keep looking up. This is a posture of 45 degrees to the sky. It is said that there is a creature called a bird in the sky. They come and go freely and are never restrained. Their wings are spread out and their bodies are light. I think they will never be able to learn squatting. No part of their bone structure is designed for squatting. Creation is so discriminating against them that you can hardly imagine how much fun they have in living. Maybe one day, you will meet me squatting at the bottom of a pit. I look up to the sky and cry in the wind; Maybe one day you will meet me crawling around, with long hair on my face and fallen nails. Climb towards you step by step, passing through your black hair. My hands pass through your network cable. My resentment, do you know who I am? Please reprint.
Please at least fill this hole...
Dear author, when will you come back to update (???), Please come back soon, can I still wait for the update? (ΩДΩ) Fairy Tail has now updated its Centenary Quest, the anime has been updated, and it's time to come back and update the novel???`??????
So what is written in the declaration of Chapter 70 is locked and cannot be seen.
Damn, please come back and fill in the holes.
Dear author, when will you come back to update the article?_?
Wuwuwu, it's great, it's great that Urrutia won't die, I really feel bad for her!!!! Like her so much???
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