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I am really nervous about this fic. I've tried reading through both series wiki very thoroughly but while Blazblue plot and lore as well as fate's plot I can comprehend, fate lore… is another matter completely. So if any reader spots any mistake (there are bound to be a lot) about the type-moon lore please let me know.
Anyways, I hope you guys like this. Here is basically the prologue.
I would also like to thank my cousin for reading through this thing and taught me how to improve my writing. Here goes nothing.
The Beast
In an endless dark abyss there was a white haired man. He wore a black hakama under a red trench coat which was held onto his body by an absurd number of belts. He was on his knees and his entire body was bound by chains as dark as night.
One would wonder where he was. He was in the Black Beast. The creature so powerful that upon birth, it had laid waste to Japan, had killed millions of people and sent the world into a state of chaos.
No, it would be more precise to say he was the Black Beast. Once, he had been a rebel, fighting against an oppressive government for the sake of revenge. That path eventually led him to his end as a human on the day he arrive at the thirteenth hierarchal city.
He had fought a Prime Field device Murakumo unit No. 13; Nu. In that fateful battle he had lost and was forced to merge with her in a cauldron. The cauldron connected the world with the Boundary where infinite timeline intersect and a place where information floated around.
He would have never thought that he was the Black Beast that had attacked mankind nearly a century before he was born. What we see here is not actually him. It was more like the remains of his human will, bound by the power, bloodlust and instinct of the Black Beast, leaving him unable to do anything but watch the scenes displayed by the beast's eyes.
He couldn't stop it. He couldn't block out the screams or look away. He couldn't move a muscle. He couldn't stop the building from falling, crushing the families inside or the fragment from tearing that little girl apart. He couldn't… He couldn't… He couldn't…
He felt helpless. He wanted to help them. He wanted to save them. But here he was, powerless, helpless, and having his freedom completely stripped away from him. And so he did something he never thought he would ever do. Not since the accident when his foster mother was killed, the church burned down and his siblings taken away.
He prayed. He prayed to anyone to save them. He knew his prayers wouldn't be heard, but he was desperate. Desperate for anything to help them survive. But he knew it would take a miracle.
And so a miracle is what he got.
A blue orb with great power radiating from it appears in front of him. Even he could feel it in his current state. And from that orb he heard a voice. No, the voice wasn't coming from the orb. It felt like the voice came from within him.
A woman's voice was what he heard. It resonated through his soul. "I have heard your pleas," She said. No, it said. This thing sounded female. Sounded human. But something told him that it was anything but. "I can grant you your wish… if you are willing to accept my offer."
Okay, in any normal condition, Ragna would have turned this down. But at that moment, he was not in his right state of mind nor did he feel like he had the luxury of time. So, he did something stupid.
After he heard the offer, he accepted it with no hesitation whatsoever.
Well, that's all for now folks. As you can guest, Ragna is going to become a Counter Guardian... or at least something close to one. He is going to be given a more... complicated circumstances. I'm planning for him to join the Holy Grail War though I'm not sure who to make his master... probably Illya. Goodbye and have a nice day.
