Hello everyone, Planeshunter desu!
Have you missed me? I have been meaning to publish this for some days now, but the last scene resisted me badly :S.
Also, I have been doing some research to not be too incongruential, as I'm the first to admit my incomplete knowledge about some of the series I threw together.
Well, whatever the case the wait is over, Ejoy the first proper chapter of the Kaleidoscopic Grail War (Insufferable Old Magi of incomprehensible power non related)
As always, each character and setting belong to their respective owners, please don't sue me.
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I'm a pessimistic. That is, "Expect always the worst, and all surprises will be good ones". This way you can deal with anything the life throws your way. Still, from time to time life manages something even your wildest expectancies don't cover. What do you do then?. You keep calm and play cool.
-"Heh," -I manage to start, nonchalantly. Rule Nº1: "Keep the initiative, they are as scared of you as you are of them"... I know, that's for dogs, but I don't have much to work with here- "So the Dit... Ouch!"
Moaning in pain, I cover my mouth. Of all the ways to make a fool out of myself, I had to bite my tongue.
-"So the dit?"
My supposed servant observes me with curious eyes.
-"So the ritual succeeded"
The effect is ruined, but let's speak carefully and try to cut loses. At least I managed with Rule Nº2 "Keep the kleptomaniac witch away from your belongings, specially your porn stash".
-"Yer kinda cute when ya try to act all Master-like, Master" -Answers her, a hint of mischief in her tone- "But I'd bet ya have no idea what's happening"
-"How Rude!" - I have some idea of what's happening (assuming a lot of impossible things, that is)- "I'll have you know that I know all there is to know about the 5th Holy Grail War of Fuyuki City"
Okay, not everything, I did skip all the Tiger Dojo hints, for whatever they were worth.
-"Okay then, o wise Master, I am Servant Rider, summoned last in this 1st Civitas Legionensis Holy Grail War." -After a pause, she adds- "Hmm... Usually Assasin or Berserker is summoned last, or maybe Caster. Looks like we got some confident Masters this time. And ya?"
-"I am..." -Her amber gaze makes me hesitate for an instant. Having her full attention can be... overwhelming- "You can call me by my pen name, Tengu. Somehow it doesn't seem right to hear you call Master to anyone."
Her lips tense as she tries to contain a chuckle. Did I say something funny?.
-"But looks like you are without luck, Rider" -I continue. -"I am no magus and, as far as I know, have no way to supply you with prana. Our chances of winning this War are scarce"
-"Don't sweat the small stuff (Ze)" -A confident smile appeared in her face when she heard my pessimistic diatribe- "I doubt a regular Master would've ended with me. I'm kida the underdog in everythin', and have confidence in my skill with... unconventional measures. We should manage. Hey! even if we end losing, I'm here just for the fun, and maybe some trinkets. Wouldn't know what to ask for to something as grand as the Holy Grail anyway."
Well, that's a lot of pressure out of my shoulders. While I'm used to the bumpy road, and messing up in the Holy Grail War won't be any different from failing in any other aspect of my life (Except the very likely chance of losing my neck, of course, but we all die anyway), being at fault of other people's despair has always been a bit hard for me, and this blonde Rider is one of the characters I respect the most in the (2D) world.
-"By the way, what's a... Bukkake?"
For a second my brain freezes. Ok, smartpants, did you really believe you can keep something away from Her clutches?.
Rule Nº2: Failure to comply.
Luckily, and that precise instant the door of my house suddenly opens.
-"Oi, Tengu!" -Only two people aside from myself have key for that door. And the other one calls me "useless son". For some reason Freaks has decided to pay me a visit. Hell could freeze any second now- "I hope you have finished Fate, Because I have great news and..."
You can guess the kind of impression one gets from the scene in front of Freaks.
An otaku in loose clothes who urgently needs a shaving, blushing furiously in front of a young girl dressing like a stereotypical witch. It doesn't take much imagination to know what a third party would conclude.
-"Well, shave my legs and call me Gramps!. Little Tengu finally found the guts to use that cosplay callgirl number! Am I interrupting?" -He turns back- "Take your time, I can come back whenever"
-"Hey!" -Panicking, I try to stop Freaks- "This isn't what it looks like!"
Congratulations, you have been upgraded to harem main character! Some part of my mind, that still keeps it's cool (and sarcasm) makes it's way to my consciousness. How could I fall into such a clichéd situation? What's more, If this isn't what it looks like, what am I supposed to say it is? No way the "distant relative" is going to work with Freaks. Maybe I can pass Rider as some cosplayer that I met on the internet, preparing for the MochiCon?
Turns out my panic was needless. As Freaks faces me again, he lays his gaze in a brand new mark on my forehand for an instant (three horizontal lines equally long and separated, the distance between the top and bottom ones exactly the same as their length) and simply says, straight to my eyes, and without a hint of mockery in his voice:
-"That's the most overly simplistic Command Crest I have ever seen."
Apparently we have a long talk ahead.
Interlude: The Princess New Clothes
The police officer made serious efforts to not glare at the stunning woman in front of her, wearing nothing but a towel. It was the seventh in one today.
-"Let me guess miss," -said with a tired tone- "some crazy blonde psycho wielding dual Japanese swords and wearing a white goth dress forced you to strip and took your clothes, claiming to need them for her princess."
-"Actually, she said "for my Master", but yes, " -The woman was crossing one arm over her chest, and making sure the towel covered as much of her legs as possible. That was a good sign, the officer noted, when she had arrived she was too scared to feel embarrassment.- "She took my clothes at swordpoint. At first I thought she was just roleplaying, but she sliced bike in two."
-"Did she try to sexually attack you?"
-"No, she just took the clothes and disappeared"
-"Did she record the scene in any way?"
-"No..." -The woman blushed furiously, realising something- "You don't think there was a hidden cam somewhere, right officer?"
-"It's too soon to confirm or deny anything, but we are inclined to think she is just interested in the clothes" -It was the most reassuring thing he could say, one word too much and suddenly you were facing the most absurd charges pressed by the people you were supposed to help- "Did you resist in any way?"
-"At first I sent her to hell, but when she used her weapon I got too scared to do anything else"
The officer sighed, clearly relieved. One of the first victims, all females of the same body type and sizes, had tried to resist. Her whole head had been skinned, and her tongue cut. It was a miracle she hadn't died.
-"One last question, seeing as you are not from the city, what was the reason for your visit?"
-"The MochiCon, I'm an internet cosplayer and was planning to debut live. But now that will be hard. It took me months to finish that Ahri costume. Do you think I could get it back when you catch the offender?"
-"As long as the article is not destroyed and remains in her possession..."
The officer accompanied her to the next room, where someone would try to find clothes to give her, and returned to his desk.
Great events were always a crime lure, and one never knew what the geeks assisting this "Munchicons" were thinking. But this year was being way worse. Strange lights and noises, power spikes, blackouts... that without taking the usual increase in panic calls in consideration. And now this "Dress Slasher".
She had targeted mainly, but not exclusively girls attending to the event, the only constant in her MO was the kind of clothes she targeted. Always flashy and/or elegant, and always fitting the same body size. She claimed to need them for her... princess? No, the victim had corrected him, the word was Master.
Brutal as she had proven to be, at least she was more or less harmless when unprovoked. As long as the victims didn't resist, the only crimes she seemed to commit were petty thefts with aggravating. He should keep people informed, and hopefully even make the city close the event. But too many money was at stake. He would consider himself lucky if the Mayor accepted to publish a "What to do if you are victim of armed robbery" pamphlet.
In a park somewhere else on the city, a satisfied Saber Servant looked her Master wearing a red kimono.
-"Maybe a bit daring, Master. But it suits you well."
-"You didn't need to bother, Saber, but thanks for the clothes"
-"Nonsense, I can't have my Master running around butt naked, and if we are getting clothes, I say let's get pretty ones. But are you sure about sleeping here? Not that I mind some camping, but I could get us a pretty apartment somewhere."
The Master shook her head, suddenly a role model of elegance and grace.
-"There is no need, being outdoors wouldn't have any effect on my body at all, whether I slept until I was tired of sleeping, or whether I remained awake until I finally succumbed to drowsiness."
Saber simply shrugged and went back to astral form. She hoped for some slashing soon.
I sit heavily in one of the benches of this secondary chapel. Aside from being subterranean, it's huge. And gorgeous. I knew the Cathedral had some out of public areas, but this... Okay, okay, I'm digressing. The immediate situation is quite hard to swallow, it's not my fault if my brain tries some harmless evasions.
-"So, to sum it up:
One: You are the Holy Church overseer of this Grail War. Of course that means admitting the Holy Church pictured in the Nasuverse, or something similar at least, really exists, but let's not get into that again.
Two: The Holy Grail War is friggin' real, and right now, due to people and reasons you don't really feel like revealing, the First Grail War of Civitas Legionensis has been set in motion
Three: I'm a Master chosen by the Grail, and the last one in summoning his Servant. As a side note you claim to have no relation or prior knowledge about my involvement, and were as surprised as myself about it"
-"Yes, that's pretty much everything, I pressed you into playing Fate so you could watch from the sidelines with me. A relentless battle royal between seven magi and their summoned Heroic Spirits can be surprisingly boring to watch alone." -Freaks is behaving uncharacteristically serious, but still, pulling a big joke like this one doesn't seem completely beyond him- "I'm afraid you are part of this now. With your summoning of Rider, the first step of the ritual is finished, and we enter in the proper war stage. Now you should..."
-"BULLSHIT!" -Someone storms the chamber, walking in without waiting acknowledgement- "What does this mean? The War cannot begin without me!"
It's a young female, 18.. maybe 20 years old, really beautiful, she has chocolate tanned skin and long silver hair with pink highlights. Her golden eyes shine with fury. Still, we are kind of in the middle of an important conversation, so...
-"Not meanin' to be rude girly, but we are in the middle of something." -Looks like Rider won't give me the chance to be a jerk- "Sure it can wait."
My Servant looks quite hostile, it contrasts with the laid back feeling she usually gives. But with such a pushover Master I wouldn't be surprised if she feels the need to act aggressively. The newcomer doesn't even register Rider's interruption until she blocks her way. Fortunately, Freaks clears his throat, redirecting the attention of both.
-"I can guess your identity, young lady, but I daresay introductions are in order. I am Hector Smith, overseer of the First Civitas Legionensis Holy Grail War. But you can call me Freaks, everyone does. You are?"
-"Chloe, Chloe von Einzbern, representative of the Einzbern family and the only reason this fucking farce is even taking place." -Freaks makes an attempt to speak again, but Chloe silences him with a glare- "The conditions for the Family's patronage in this event was simple: I will participate"
-"I'm extremely sorry, little miss. But looks like some outside interference has infiltrated the ritual. As of now, I'm only aware of the Masters for six of the classes. Archer's Master is an unknown factor."
-"You mean the planeswalker girl?"
Remembering my dream, I speak before thinking, and immediately regret it. Everybody gazes at me with incredulity for an instant, before Rider facepalms strong enough to be heard outside the Cathedral. If I keep doing and saying stupid things, I'll end believing that I really am the Main Character...
-"What do you...?" -Chloe starts, clearly agitated, trying to grab me by collar. But stops when Rider holds her hand. Taking a deep breath, she starts again, more calmly- "What do you mean with that?"
-"Well, you can call me Tengu, thanks for asking, I'm the Master of Rider" -The witch tips her hat cautiously, while I desperately think about what to say. Not much, please, don't be an idiot and say as little as you can.- "Some days ago I had a dream about a pink haired girl that came from another world and summoned an Archer class. But before you get your hopes up, everything is fuzzy. At the time I didn't knew the Holy Grail War was real and assumed it was just a normal dream"
-"Still, it's a better clue than nothing." -She seems to ponder for an instant before pointing at Freaks again- "You! If you get any notice about this rogue master inform me immediately! Your impartiality shouldn't protect interferences, even if they have forced their way into the system. And you!" -She turns to us once again- "You got yourselves a first target and a powerful ally. Meet me tomorrow at this time, at the door of the Cathedral"
After that, she immediately leaves. I could swear she has a predator smile in her lips, and I hear her mutter "Archer Class? How fitting...".
-"Well, man" -Freaks says, putting his hand on my shoulder- "Looks like you got yourself an excuse to start the war. Please don't ignore her, her family's donations are what pay my monthly subscriptions."
I answer by lighly punching him.
-"Here, inside the Church, you should be safe. Of course this "planeswalker" you saw isn't bound by the rules, and I wouldn't risk it with Berserker either, just in case. Take advantage of the MochiCon, Rider will be able to move on plain sight without raising too much eyebrows." -He looks me in the eyes, and realising I'm about to leave, he adds a last line- "The situation has changed a bit, but you are still my mate, if I can help you without breaking the rules, you can count on me."
As soon as I leave the Cathedral, Rider proceeds to munch on me. I take the scolding sheepishly. After all, when I see the main characters of so many anime and games behaving stupidly, I can't help but think they deserve the consequences. What kind of hypocrite would I be, denying responsibilities now that I did the same things?. I mean, "This isn't what it looks like"? "You mean the planeswalker?"? I'm practically asking for a long forgotten fiancée or two, and maybe a curse sealed on my body.
-"When were ya plannin' to tell me about yer dream?"
-"Well, I didn't connect the dots until a while ago," -I focus back on the conversation, causing a clichéd misunderstanding now simply won't do- "when Freaks said the unknown master had summoned the Servant Archer."
-"But there is more to that, right?" -At my surprised reaction, she smiles with mischief again- "Come on, you are almost as cute trying to hide info as trying to act like a proper Master. You'll have to improve if you want to deceive me, (ze)!"
-"I was pretty proud of the way I cut loses there..." -She now laughs openly, and I blush a little, but continue anyway- "I had dreams about all the masters summoning rituals, and even had a peek on their minds. Well, that last part could be just my mind playing tricks, remember that I was dreaming."
Now she whistles, apparently impressed. At least I didn't end with one of those expressionless badass heroes. It's kind of fun, simply being around Rider. Feeling my chest swell a little, I try to elaborate, but she shakes her head.
-"Let's not get into details on the streets. By the way, don't know about the choco-lady, she was kind of unreceptive, boiling with anger and all that, but I'm pretty sure that friend of yours also noticed you were hiding information. How did you meet a Holy Church overseer anyway?
-"Freaks? We go a long way back. Before he joined the Church," -I'll keep out the reason being To Aru Majutsu No Index, a series of japanese light novels where the church plays an important role- "we were on the same club in high school, the "Rolgames Club". Even after he begun his ecclesiastic training, he somehow managed to keep in touch. Actually, the real mystery is how he succeeded, being always reading manga or playing games, but anyway. He came back here and has since then worked in some allegedly uninteresting post."
-"Obviously (Ze)" -She doesn't seem so interested.- "Can you trust him, then?"
-"That project of supervillian filling the same role as Kirei Kotomine? No freaking chance in hell. We used to half-joke about how he would misuse magical powers and now it turns he actually have them. Let's just say his words and actions are slightly more trustworthy than the ones coming from a hostile master, and treat his "help" carefully"
-"And that girly... Kure? Kuroe?..." -Upon hearing that word, something stirs in my head. I know...- "mmm... whatever. Hope you catch that she is dangerous. You should..."
I'm not listening anymore. Chloe von Einzbern... Kuroe... Kuro. Kuro von Einzbern?.
It feels like cogwheels too rusty to move, or maybe too big for the strength applied. Now don't take me for an idiot, this girl was supposed to become a Master, and I have had dreams about everyone of them. I can add two and two. If only I could...
-"Well, whatever. I don't really care" -Rider's must have noticed I wasn't listening, she sounds pissed- "Now show me that MochiCon thing, will ya? I wonder what kind of event can make a Servant go unnoticed"
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Interlude: My life as a Prinny
-"Are you okay, dood?"
The odd human who summoned our boss looks depressedly around him, as my mates reform the house completely. He looks at me with lost eyes, and tries twice before he manages to actually form words.
-"My... My... My home!" -He finally explodes- "What have you done to my home? It looks like a giant doll house!" -He looks around again and corrects himself- "a princess doll house. All this look the real deal, where did you find the money to pay it?"
-"Tsk tsk, it's not you house anymore, it's Boss' and that's no way to address a superior. call me sempai, dood!"
It feels so good to finally be above someone. This newcomer is our ticket out from the bottom of the food chain!
The human looks dumbfounded for an instant, and then stares to the tatoo in his hand. Whatever, I have my orders too, taking the credit card Boss gave me, I log in the laptop to finish the last purchases. Ugh... it's hard to use the keyboard with arms like this...
-"Hey, that is my credit card!" -I don't even look at him anymore, Boss will put him in place when the time comes. I try to be nice and he starts screaming, that's a human for you.- "Okay, that's enough! LANCER!"
Boss comes lazily from the next room, looking like she just woke up.
-"Mnya? What's it booyah?"
-"What's the meaning of this? you turn my place into some kind of fairytale castle without my permission and with my credit card?"
Boss sends to me a poisonous stare, and then smiles nonchalantly
-"Oh, who cares? you can't have someone like me living in some shack full of creepy things. So..."
-"Creepy things?" -the human boy cuts her. Wow he has guts- "Those were summoning tools! I am a Devil Summoner, for crying out loud!. Would you behave like a summoned demon?"
-"I'm afraid that wasn't part of the contract, booyah." -Boss is smiling like she does with the Overlord, she's planning something nasty.- "Deal with it."
The boy goes red with anger, and rises his left hand.
-"That's enough! I COMMAND YOU TO TREAT ME LIKE A PROPER SUPERIOR"
There is a bright light, and part of the funny tattoo in his left hand disappears. Boss smiles again.
-"Such a generic command will only make me talk funny, Master. Talk about wasteful"
-"Then I'll do it again! I COMMAND YOU TO TREAT ME LIKE A PROPER SUPERIOR"
Another bright light, and more tattoo disappears. Oi oi, could this human actually be Boss' boss?
-"All right, my Master. I'll treat as if you were the very Overlord. Does that satisfy thou?"
The Superboss looks at Boss in incredulity. He might be powerful, but he sure looks stupid.
-"Eh? ye... Yes! From now on things are going to change around here" -Talk about inflating egos- "For starters, I want this back how it was, and all the purchases with my credit card refunded. You have until I come back"
He leaves stomping. What a pain.
-"What now, dood?" -I ask cautiously, Boss can be scary when something goes wrong with her plans- "We take the creepy things back from the basement?"
-"Why? he asked me to put things back to how they were, so we will be demolishing the building and clearing the plot, all nice and how it was before." -As I feel a cold sweat, she chuckles mischievously- "Stupid Master, I was already treating him like I do with the Overlord..."
I get a mixed feeling when we reach the MochiCon grounds. Once, I was the kind of person who volunteered to organise or help in this kind of events. Heck, I still remember the year I was in charge of the restaurant, so it feels kind of nostalgic. But as time went on, reasons to pass on the event begun to appear and, without really wanting to, I began to distance from the most... social aspects of being an otaku.
People still remember me here and there, and I'm greeted with a smile more times than not, but it still feels like I'm a deserter coming back to the battlefield. Also, there is other reason why I feel on the edge here, but let's hope it remains a groundless fear.
-"Wow, I knew the outside world had a lot more people than the human village, but this is grand (ze)!" -Rider who seems to be enjoying her visit, suddenly points to the entrance door, delighted- "Hey!, that's me! Look Tengu, I'm entering that building (ze)!"
I sigh slightly, right now, the scorching heat of the summer makes the building look like an appealing place, but I know better. Multiply the people outside tenfold and put them together in a confined space with a definitely insufficient A/C system and you get a gist of the vision of hell waiting inside the building.
-"Well, since you are already inside, let's take a look around out here, I guarantee it will be interesting, and way more comfortable."
Rider looks a bit disappointed and, knowing her, she must be planning on slipping inside by herself, but I know my shit. "Outside" will be interesting enough for her, and when the coast clears a little, we might take a peek inside. There will be less merchandise, sure, but the comfort will be worth it.
Of course, something has to ruin my perfect plan, as always, I don't know why I'm surprised anymore.
-"On second thought" -I say, trying to hide myself from some trouble I just spotted- "Maybe, we can check inside now. Yeah! Let's go in before..."
-"Oi!" -A voice calls me from one of the stands- "Useless son! Come here!"
-"Before my mom sees me..."
And that's the other reason I didn't want to come. There was no way my mom wouldn't jump into a business opportunity like a shark into a bleeding seal. Reluctantly, I approach the yakisoba stand my she manages.
-"Useless son, I see you didn't drop dead yet, guess I'll call off the police"
-"It' always nice to hear your jokes" -I say with a strained smile- "How it's the business going with the recipe your useless son taught you?"
-"Well, you know what they say. Even the lowliest has his moment of glory. Your recipe is paying this year's holidays"
-"Before you bother, I won't be going this year either, job and all that shit"
-"And fortunate I feel for it! I still remember travelling with a money vacuum, so no need for a reminder. I assume you are too busy with you new netgirl to give a hand?"
-"Mom! that's why I don't want my friends to meet you! anyway, I'll be going now, have your fun, chained to a grill in the middle of the summer"
As I leave, my mom surely making a rude gesture at my back, Rider eyes me suspiciously. For a random passerby, my mom and I are at each other's throats but, if half the stories about my Servant are true, she's the real deal.
-"Why are ya like that with yer mom? she seems nice 'nuff."
-"It's... complicated"
More like embarrassing. She always manages to humiliate me in public, and I feel kind of overwhelmed by her extrovert personality. So I react minimizing contact. I still would run to see her at the hospital or something like that, she's my only family, after all. But you won't hear me admitting it. Fortunately Rider doesn't press the matter, it would feel pretty pathetic, making excuses to not admit my real motives.
After eyeing the stands for a bit longer (Rider suddenly has a kitsune mask and a candy cloud I'm pretty sure haven't seen her paying.). We go inside, the sun is setting and a decent portion of the visitors have left the building.
Soon becomes obvious that our interests are different, she quickly get's bored of the figurines and manga collections I avidly scan and leaves. I barely register it for a second, but suddenly jerk up, remembering the real situation I am in. Fortunately, she's just a few steps away, watching the cosplay contest. Man, What kind of Master forgets about the war just because of an otaku convention? If Tohsaka rose her head...
The though quickly banishes, as I spot the new 1/8 "Touhou figurine: "Huziwara no Mokou, Houou Ver.".
Urk... as a Japanese student, that way of translating the kana always irks me. I very much prefer the phonetically correct transcription, but whoever does the translations for the figurines has always picked this other method. I bet it's because of jerks like him that we ended up saying "Fujiyama" instead of "Fujisan".
Well, no point in dwelling on it, let's check the pric... ehm... wow... I check the price again, hoping I miscounted the zeroes. Nope, they are still there. I do a quick review of my finances. Let's see, if I were to buy it, my living funds would last around one month less, so I could compensate it with...
I sigh with a hint of despair.
-"Oh, dear Mokou, why can't we be together... Maybe I should have summoned you instead?"
-"So that's what they call a "waifu"" -Rider's voice creeps up my spine, cold as ice- "You couldn't, just so you know."
-"Uh?"
She stares at me in disbelief, hearing my witty response. Way to appeal to your servant, genius.
-"A Heroic Spirit reaches the Throne of Heroes after living a heroic, or at least remarkable, life. Now where could the problem with pyrogirl be?"
Is she mad or is she not? Should I apologise? But it's not like we are in a relationship where I should apologise for an infatuation, aren't we? (yes, infatuation, don't mind the hardcore otaku, I have my feet on the Earth, nothing of that crazy love for "waifus"). Uh... wait a second, didn't she ask something?
-"What?"
-"Wow, at least that's a coherent word (ze)" -she says caustically- "I was explaining ya why the immortal psycho can't be summoned into the Grail War"
-"Well, it's obvious..." -I start hesitantly- "Because she... you know..." -luckly, some part of my brain takes pity on myself and throws me a bone- "Because she's immortal!, Isn't it? and truly, completely, absolutely immortal while we are at it, the mere concept of her being dead is an impossibility, so she can't reach the Throne of Heroes"
-"Ding, dong! We have a winner!"
The mood quickly improves after that. Was she just messing with me? Anyway, she challenges me to one of those dance games I never really bothered with, and after beating me mercilessly, we spend the rest of the evening peacefully.
What if... Tengu summoned Caster?
[...]
Drawing is not one of my many talents, but that's what technology is for. After a quick search in Google I set my screen to display a double circle with four smaller circles in the cardinal points between them, encasing a six-pointed star and another four circles, this time in the sub-cardinal points. Lastly, hexagon that is the centre of the star encases two circles of different sizes, the left one bigger. Then I reach behind my treasure chest, and go through it until I find a fire-kissed ruby, my only real jewel (Yes, yes, that's for girls, but it was a promotion for that game that... nevermind, working in my Magicks!). Reactive and circle, check.
I clear my throat, I'd bet reciting the incantation without stuttering is a plus, so let's try to get it right in the first try.
-"A World ruled by the Counter Force
It's where I address this chant
This fiery jewel, more valuable than it's weight in gold
Will be reactive for a luxurious summoning
At my words she will arrive
The red-black witch of many greeds!"
-BOOM!-
-"The... the heck?" -I manage to mutter between coughs- "Did the screen explode?"
For a moment I'm so busy thinking about the costs of a new screen that I miss the strange sounds at my back. The sounds of another human being. I quickly turn around, shaking the rests of the now deceased screen and trying to see anything in the smoke.
Right there, staring me with an evaluative gaze, stands a young woman dressed in red and black, with raven hair. She doesn't seem to react when I turn around, still staring.
My mouth open in incredulity. This cannot be true. Let's see...
Red jersey and black miniskirt, complemented with long stocking... yes and yes, complemented with a definite yes.
Hair braided in long pigtails... yes.
Silver cross shaped amulet... yes.
Haughty gaze that makes me feel like scum?... Even more than your everyday girl.
Aquamarine... eyes?... Yeeeees.
-"Rin Tohsaka!?"
The girl reacts to my cry frowning a bit.
-"I am Servant Caster. Are you my Master?"
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Until here episode one. I hope everyone enjoyed it.
So, what do you feel? Is it worth your time? Do I screw up too much with spelling? I always manage to leave something out when revising, and that is only about the mistakes I can identify by myself... If anyone wants to exchange proofreadings with me, I'm all up for it.
About the multitude prologues, when I publish Episode 2 I will also fuse all the prologues in a single entry, I hope this doesn't mess up too much with people following the story.
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Until here and signing off:
-Planeshunter