"My name is Koala, a member of the Intelligence Department of the Revolutionary Army. During this mission, I heard that Fairy Tail had arrived in De Reiss Rosa. We launched our own operation and began investigating ahead of time!"
"However, I made a mistake. When I infiltrated the underground port to gather intel, I slipped up… and in the end, I lost my life—turned into a toy by an enemy's Devil Fruit ability!"
"According to the other toys, everything about me was erased. Even my closest comrades don't remember me. Please, Sabo, don't let this continue—help me!"
"Just when I thought I was doomed to spend the rest of my life as a toy, enslaved forever… a savior appeared—Miss Robin and the Fairy Tail guild!"
In her doll-like form, Koala threw herself at Robin's feet, clutching them tightly as if holding onto the last thread of hope.
"Exposed?" Marianne, the easygoing young artist, frowned slightly, her usually calm expression turning serious.
"This doll isn't cute at all!" Perona pouted, crossing her arms with disdain. "It's more creepy than anything."
"Wait," Robin said, crouching down to gently lift the toy in her hands. "I understand. Don't worry—I'll make sure you're restored."
At that moment—
"Bad news!" a voice cried. "Torrebol is fleeing with Sugar!"
The tiny warrior from the Tontatta tribe looked panicked as he reported the situation.
"Don't let them escape!" Robin commanded, raising her hand.
Wood Magic—activated.
A vast forest erupted from the ground, branches twisting and intertwining into a solid wall that blocked Torrebol and Sugar's escape route.
"Hey, hey, hey—where do you think you're going?" Princess Mononoke Perona laughed playfully, her ghostly aura swirling.
"Damn it! Fairy Tail… you even set up traps here?!" Torrebol snarled, his expression twisted with rage.
"Now—restore everyone to their original forms! Bring back their bodies and memories!" Marianne demanded, her tone sharper than usual.
"Who do you think you're talking to? Don't underestimate the Donquixote Family!" Torrebol roared, waving his arm. "Kill them!"
At his command, the Donquixote soldiers surged forward.
"Hey, hey, hey—Negative Ghosts!"
Perona flicked her hand, releasing a swarm of translucent spirits. One by one, the ghosts phased through the soldiers' bodies.
Within seconds, every Donquixote grunt collapsed to their knees, sobbing or wailing in despair. Even the powerful executive Torrebol couldn't resist.
Perona's eerie ability—a cursed power equal to or even more terrifying than Sugar's—rendered them all helpless. Under her ghosts' influence, everyone's spirit was crushed.
Taking advantage of Torrebol's weakened state, Robin struck without mercy.
Her giant wooden hands slammed down like divine punishment. Each blow shattered the mucus Torrebol used as armor, exposing his frail, gaunt body beneath.
Crack! Snap!
Bones shattered audibly as his frame collapsed. In an instant, Torrebol was reduced to a broken, twitching heap.
The little Tontatta warriors and Koala froze in shock. They had planned only a surprise attack, hoping to subdue Sugar quietly—not face a top executive head-on.
But Fairy Tail didn't need stealth.
For them, overwhelming strength was strategy.
"Speaking of which… what about Sugar?" a tiny voice asked.
As they turned, Marianne stepped in front of Sugar, her expression calm but eyes cold.
"Release your ability right now," she warned, "or something truly terrifying will happen."
"You—you think you can scare me? I'm not afraid of ghosts!" Sugar stammered, though her legs trembled as she glanced toward Perona's floating spirits.
"Then you leave me no choice."
Marianne knelt, taking out her enchanted paintbrush.
Swish!
She swept it across the ground, painting a strange, dark sigil.
In the next instant, the drawing came alive.
A black mist rose, writhing with eerie, inhuman shapes—things that defied understanding, whispering from the abyss itself.
Just looking at them was enough to make the sane mind crumble.
This was the evolution of Marianne's magic—an art form that Sugisawa Yuuto had helped her develop.
Her "Ma Liang" Magic wasn't limitless; anything beyond the world's natural laws couldn't truly exist no matter how well she drew it.
But when sketching eldritch, indescribable beings, she could summon a fragment of their power—an echo from realms beyond comprehension.
Of course, it was a double-edged sword.
Because Marianne herself wasn't good with horror, the moment her creation came alive, she fainted from fear.
Still, her goal was achieved.
Sugar screamed and fainted on the spot, breaking her own curse in the process.
The toys around them shimmered, reshaping into human forms once again.
"Waaaah! Thank you, Miss Robin! Thank you so much—I thought I'd be a toy forever!" Koala cried, hugging Robin's leg as tears of relief streamed down her face.
Robin smiled softly. "Do we… know each other?"
As Sugar's Toy-Toy Fruit curse lifted, every lost memory returned. All across De Reiss Rosa, toys turned back into humans, beasts, and soldiers.
The "Nation of Love, Passion, and Toys" was thrown into utter chaos as its dark secrets were exposed to the sunlight.
Aboard the Fairy Tail's ship, they watched a one-legged toy soldier revert to his true form—a tall man with battle-worn eyes.
Rebecca and Violet couldn't hold back their tears.
"Cyrus… brother-in-law!" Violet gasped, covering her mouth.
"Huh?" Wendy blinked in confusion.
Then—
"Father!" Rebecca cried, throwing herself into Cyrus's arms as tears burst from her eyes.
"Ah…" Wendy, Shirahoshi, and the others all gasped in disbelief.
Until now, they had never realized—the toy soldier had been Rebecca's father all along.
"Because of that curse… a father turned into a toy, watching over his daughter from the shadows," Mirajane whispered, wiping tears from her eyes.
"Waaahhh!" Shirahoshi bawled openly. "So moving!"
"I'm sorry, Rebecca," Cyrus said, his voice trembling. "All these years… I couldn't tell you the truth."
"No, it's my fault!" Rebecca cried. "I said such terrible things to you before—Dad, I'm sorry!"
Their heartfelt reunion was suddenly interrupted—
"Damn it all!" a furious voice roared. "Fairy Tail! Are you really declaring war on the Donquixote Family?!"
Diamanti, another top executive dressed in his flamboyant attire, glared with bloodshot eyes. His voice carried pure hatred.
At that, Cyrus's face hardened with rage.
"Wait for me, Rebecca," he said quietly. "I'll avenge your mother!"
With a single leap, he vaulted off the Fairy Tail's deck, sword in hand.
"Diamanti!" he roared.
"You're… Cyrus?!" Diamanti shouted back, stunned.