A/N: Oh look, I play FGO now.
A winter snowscape was ever present on the mountain, snow white peaks and whirling wind that never gave in to greenery and sun.
Nestled at the top of the mountain sat an enormous installation, expanded deep within the mountain itself, known as Chaldea. It was the culmination of the Mage's Association and various organizations around the world, all coming together to form the Chaldea Security Organization, which was devoted to the preservation of humankind.
Covert operations, research into the Throne of Heroes, examining Servants, Chaldea was responsible for a number of directives listed by the United Nations. Only recently was it plunged into the world altering conflict that was the Grand Orders, singularities scattered throughout time that had to be fixed by its personnel, lest humankind be incinerated.
Yet in spite of these singularities, time was frozen for its residents, leaving them to engage in what could be called their daily routines. These were the perks of being in an pocket dimension separate from the rest of earth. Eating, playing, working, sleeping, all the facets of daily life continued for the residents of Chaldea.
It was in one such room that the resident Master was sleeping...