[center][h3][b][u][color=red]Ira Amaterasu[/color][/u][/b][/h3]


Ira had been traveling alone. Recently he had reached his destination of what was once the Tower of Heaven. He was currently searching for any clues that may lead him to another remnant of his Idol Zeref. To his disappointment all he had found was rubble. Perched at the highest poin the began to scouted the now desolated memories of the battle between the Great Natsu Dragoneel and former Council member Jellal. 

[I][color=red] “I must have the worst luck.”[/color][/I] , he thought out loud as he began to read his favorite manuscript. What made it his favorite was the voice in his mind telling him to strive further. Eventually he would find what his heart longed for. Ira sat down amongst the rubble and began to concentrate. His magic began to conjure from his soul like a cauldron of burning essence. He tried to focus on anything that seemed close to the thing he held most dear, his manuscript.   

Just as he was ready to give in to exhaustion something sparked his interest. He raced towards the spot where he felt the mysterious power. To his disbelieve, he found a only a piece of what he searched for. The manuscript began to speak to him, [color=purple]”This my young boy is but a piece of what was once called Lullaby. It was a flute of immeasurable power, used to summon demons , kind of like yourself.”[/color]

 [color=red]”I must find the rest. Only then will I become even closer to my goals.”[/color] He then proceeded in the direction the manuscript gave him. He would be headed straight for the town of Magnolia.[/center]