More than one hundred years have passed since the death of Zeref and the defeat of the Alvarez Empire, the year X900, and the times have changed. As the world has grown more advanced the proliferation of magical tools has allowed non-mages to truly compete with mages. Guilds as we know them have adapted to the changes becoming less traditional and diverse, instead specializing and behaving more like businesses instead of community centers. The Magic Council has recovered and grown stronger than ever, asserting its authority more strictly over the guilds of Fiore in the form of more regulations and restrictions. In a world that has forgotten the lessons of the heroes of old there exists an up-and-coming guild that defies the corporatization of magic guilds, that believes tradition and family are what gives a guild its place in the world instead of efficiency and money. This one tiny guild nestled in the back alleys of Crocus, led by one of the few who remembers the days of old, plans on stepping out and showing the rest of Fiore that the old ways still exist and that a tight band of mages could accomplish far more than a massive guild with no soul. This guild is known as Fenixtear and they are ready to take the world by storm.