"Huh? Is it me?"
"Am I saving myself?"
"Abar! Haven't you already..."
As the wounded woke up one by one, a chorus of questions and answers sounded amidst the ruins.
Some people had a lively conversation with themselves, some were at odds with their doubles, and some remembered lost companions.
The two worlds of Fairy Tail were jumbling together, bringing new life to this desolate wreck.
Big Wendy watched Little Wendy use magic to heal herself, amazed, "Ah, so the tiny me is really powerful."
Wendy pursed her lips, "If possible, please choose different adjectives."
"Huh?" Big Wendy paused, then supported her weight with her hand as she laughed and comforted, "Oh, are you sensitive about that? Don't worry, I was just like you when I was ten, you'll grow up too."
The consolation only made Wendy feel more aggrieved, "But I'm already twelve."
"Ah... this, this..." Big Wendy looked at the teary-eyed Little Wendy, racking her brain to comfort her, even spilling her own diet.
Little Wendy continued healing with a wronged expression while earnestly noting down her counterpart's words.
"Jubia! Are you okay?" Idogray rushed to Idobubia's side, having just regained his ability to move and wearing at least a dozen layers.
The two Jubias showed completely different expressions upon seeing him.
However, Jubia and Idogray shared a perfect understanding, both with hearts in their eyes:
"There are actually two Grays, am I dreaming?"
"There are actually two Jubias, this must be the Celestial Kingdom!"
Gray looked disdainfully at his otherworld counterpart, "Would you wear fewer clothes already."
Idobubia almost simultaneously said to Idogray, "Come find me when you're wearing less."
As she spoke, Idobubia blushed upon noticing the poorly dressed Gray. Was Gray's physique beneath those clothes really that good?
Jubia nearly exploded upon seeing her expression, "Does Jubia want to steal Gray from Jubia?! Will Gray abandon Jubia and fall for Jubia?"
Gray adopted a troublesome expression, while Idogray showed envy, "Turns out Jubia likes me here in Aslan."
Lucy sighed, "What is she even saying?"
Idolushi clutched her injured arm and mocked, "The me in Aslan sure loves to complain."
Lucy turned around, "Aren't you complaining about me too?"
Natsu laughed loudly, "Lucy, don't criticize yourself! It's so silly, ahahaha!"
"Uh..." The two Lucys' faces darkened, glaring at Natsu together.
Idonaz cautiously nudged Natsu, "Hey... talking to Lucy like that will get you punched."
"No one gets punched by Lucy, haha... huh?" Natsu paused, "Do you get bullied by Lucy? Hey, you're 'me,' and you're the 'me' that can use transport, so buck up!"
Idonaz shrank back, "Because Lucy is fierce, it has nothing to do with transport..."
Idolushi locked Idonaz's neck, "Who are you calling fierce?"
Reby was helping Idoreby with bandaging, "Ah, ah... so this Lu here is like that."
"'Lu'?" Idoreby felt uncomfortable, "Do you really use that to call that violent girl?"
"Seems you don't get along with Lu here," Reby chuckled, "As for me, there aren't many girls my age in the guild, so we happened to get along."
Before Wendy arrived, Reby was the youngest girl in the guild, while Mickey, Laki, Kana, and Bisca were a year older.
Erza and Mira were two years older, and Abar was three years older, rarely seen.
Jubia, though the same age, had just joined the guild, and when Gray wasn't around, she often seemed gloomy, making others fearful.
So Reby preferred playing with Lucy, sharing books she's read recently or going shopping together.
"A lot of people are the same age, like Lisana, Jubia, Wendy, all 17... oh."
Idoreby realized the mistake here, seeing Wendy was a child, and others probably have different situations, "So, what about these two?"
"Ah... them?" Reby awkwardly introduced Jet and Troy, who were both starry-eyed about them.
Jet laughed, nudging his companion: "Troy, two Rebys."
"Jet, I..." Troy immediately understood Jet's hint, wanting to say both are cute. Though they have different personalities, Reby is Reby.
Idojet unhappily declared, "We're the guild's strongest candidates, so behave properly!"
"Strongest candidates?!" Both Jet and Troy were startled, wondering if this person was dreaming.
"Even without considering that old guy, the strongest should be Erza, Mira, and..."
"Mira? Are you kidding, that Mira?" Idoteleia interrupted them, pointing at the fragile Mira and Elfman.
The siblings' strength wasn't even in the running within the guild... a few days ago, they were still lecturing Elfman for being unruly.
"Be tougher if you're a man!"
Elfman scolded the sobbing Yiduo Elfman sternly.
"How can you protect your sister like this?"
"Sorry... sob, what a disgrace!"
"A man..." Elfman prattled a bunch and then turned, "Sister, help me scold him too!"
"Well, well... you have to be more accommodating toward yourself," Mira casually responded to Elfman, then stared at Idomira.
The two chatted for a while, discovering their personalities, jobs, and even the most often-done hairstyles were the same.
Idomira wondered, "Why do others have such differences, yet we're so similar?"
Rhode held back laughter, elbowing Mira, "Yeah, why aren't you two that different?"
Mira knew what Rhode was laughing at, glaring at him indignantly, but she couldn't say they were different from her past self.
Thinking it over, Mira pushed the blame onto Rhode, "Could it be because I have this annoying guy around, and you don't?"
"Is he really annoying?" Idomira smiled, "From my perspective, he seems quite nice, in all aspects."
Mira felt cornered, continuing stiffly, "See, even tastes differ."