DISCLAIMER
I do not own Fate Apocrypha and its related servants. It all belongs to Type Moon
Author's Notes
Im not sure if the last part of this chapter is necessary but I added it anyway for additional info
There is only 1 main character in this story. The rest are side stories dedicated to a few of my favorite creations and a certain ARCHER that I find adorable
Enjoy
Midnight Carnival
-Audience-
Nene sits at the top of a tower that is obviously not man made. It is 5 kilometers tall with its base residing at the middle of a hole just a 30 kilometers Northeast from the busy city of Apocrypha. This is also the place where a very important item that many will fight and die for, The Holy Grail.
The masters that occupy the north acts smart. By abusing the large land area of the north, they hid themselves in places that will take large amounts of effort to find. They are conserving their energy for the long battle that is about to come.
The masters of the east also acts with sense. The east is filled with mansions and fortresses where the insanely rich people are hidding. They have formed alliances to protect their assets and themselves from the common masses. They are also resting for the coming battle.
The southern masters also wanted to rest like the masters in the north and east but an exceedingly powerful servant has been summoning weird starfish-octopus-squid looking monsters to no end. All of the southern masters are fightning their way out of the city. None of them wants to deal with the endless wave of monsters
On the other hand the masters of the west are the perfect example of the word idiot. Most of them are children who cant help but show off their new toy. A large number of battles have already begun and its only been 10 minutes since the summoning time. The few sane masters of the west are fighting their way out of the metropolis in hopes of finding a safe heaven elsewhere.
All in all, Nene is satisfied with how lively the war is. The only one who isnt enjoying the festivities is Nene herself.
I wish someone would try to steal the grail... then maybe I'll have some fun. Unfortunately, Lobo killed all the morons during the 1st war Nene thought to herself
The 1st Apocryphan Holy Grail War was also the shortest war in Apocryhan history. 482 foolish masters thought that teaming up against a Werewolf was enough to take the Grail without much bloodshed.
How wrong they were.
Not one of the original 482 survived the 10 minute battle against Lobo.
Another 100+ masters tried to sneak their way to the grail but no one can escape the tracking abilities of the Werewolves. It goes without saying that they also died a pathetic one side death.
The remaining masters were smart enough to follow the rules and the end result was one of them was crowned the winner of the war.
Her name was 77 year old Emiya Aoi with a very simple wish of bringing back her husband from the grave. Of course, her wish only lasted until her death but that was good enough for her.
Nene found it romantic and hopes that the winner of her war is also someone like that.
"Ah... So this is were you are Nene" Said a woman as she enters through the trapdoor. She had brown hair, dark brown eyes with a motherly looking face. She wore blue robe and white headdress
"CASTER? Wazup?" Nene asks
"I was just making sure that you were behaving" She said as she takes her position beside her
"I may be a little mischievous but I do follow the rules of Gaia, you know?"
CASTER giggles at her words "I know, I know. You're a good girl with too much energy to spare"
"Wow... putting it softly huh. Normally, people would call me a pain in the backside"
"I'm not like most people" CASTER said as she smiles at Nene. She then turns her attention towards the view below. "What are you watching Nene?"
"Oh... Just the humans doing their thing."
"I don't understand... How could you find enjoyment in watching people kill each other?" CASTER said. In her kind face, the look of sadness can be seen.
"Don't know... At least I find it cool to see a man bet everything he has for the sake of his goals. Since I don't die, I cant really do that" Nene replied with a hint of jealousy in her voice
"I'll never understand" CASTER said
"Well, you can stop them if you wanted to. You are the strongest servant here. Not to mention that you have me as a master" Nene said. This words are ment to test CASTER's commitment to her pact with the world. If she fails, then Nene would use her command spell to make CASTER kill herself... though that might not work as planned. Nene doubts that even she can beat CASTER in a one on one duel
Werewolves lack any magical talent thus they require to make a pact with a very powerful servant to manipulate the leylines of the battleground. The servant must have godlike abilities to seal the entire 17470 square kilometer battleground and manipulate everything within it. It also important that the servant has absolutely no intention of using the Grail for his/her own benefit. That is the reason why Nene is testing CASTER on her loyalty
"... No... I promised Gaia that I will only manage the war, not partake in it" CASTER said with conviction but the face of sadness is still present. "I dislike violence in any form thus I disapprove of this pointless war. But a promise is a promise and I tend to keep my promises"
"You sure? It is the Holy Grail you know. It can grant any wish you desire... well at least if it doesn't harm Gaia in anyway" Nene said.
CASTER remains silent for a second then answers in a soft voice.
"My son has already saved the world from sin and my true self is in heaven with him. What else could I possibly ask?"
"World Peace?"
"That would be taking away the free wills of the people. That is not part of Gods plan. He wills it that humans have the right to choose between good and evil. I am handmaid of the Lord thus it is only proper that his will be done"
"Wahahaha! Suite yourself!" Nene laughs in joy.
"Very well then. Don't stay up too long Nene" CASTER said as she heads back down the tower
"Good night Mary" Nene yells after CASTER
Her servant has passed the test to be the moderator of the grail. Now she can enjoy the madness of the midnight carnival without regrets
-Northern Sanctuary-
It was a clear cloudless night and thanks to that, Michael did not need to use his pure eyes to scan the surroundings. He looks around and sees not a soul for kilometers, giving him some well deserved R&R. He looks impatiently at his 2 rabbits being cooked over the fire causing his stomach to complain loudly. He has not eaten all day and add the fatigue of walking out here plus the summoning ritual, he is surprised he is even conscious.
"Master, if you are alright with medium rare then it is now fit for consumption. If not then another 30 seconds is needed for it to be well done" said SABER as she cuts the rabbit to check its insides
"Well... Since I'm so hungry, I'll take it right now" Michael said. SABER passes him the rabbit and begins eating.
Surprisingly, the SABER he summoned 10 minutes ago is very skilled in cooking, not what he expected from the most outstanding servant class in the war. Catching the rabbits was easy enough but when he started skinning the rabbit, SABER scolded him for doing it so horribly and took it upon herself to do it. After seeing her do it, Michael concluded that his style of skinning was indeed horrible. She then insisted on reusing the skin of the rabbits as a bag which displays her resource management abilities.
After eating Michael stares at SABER with a serious face.
SABER stiffens up and stands in attention as she assumes that her master was trying to size her up. Though she is a SABER, her true abilities might be inferior compared to others. Putting into consideration that she died at the age of 19 and her lack of training, her martial abilities are not developed as majority of the heroes. She becomes nervous of what her masters criticism might be but decides to steel her emotions and take it without flinching.
The next words that her master said was not exactly what she had in mind
"Hmm... You make a good wife. I bet the man that married you during your life time was a very happy man" Michael said with a serious face
"Huh?... No... I... But... er..." SABER said in a desperate attempt to form words. The sudden attack on her female side caught her off guard. "I... never... got... married..." She said in a voice that was getting smaller with every word. Unable to hide her embarrassment, she simply bowed her head and played with her thumbs
"Would you like to?"
"Yes..." SABER answers in a very small voice "I mean NO!.. I mean... This is not the important issue right now!" She quickly said in desperate attempt to change the subject
Hero or not, adolescent girls are all the same Michael thought as he watched in amusement
"And what is the important issue?" Michael said in an teasing manner
SABER quickly thinks of any excuse just get out of her unfavorable situation. She considers the words that her master has used during their conversation and found another topic that they could discuss.
"You don't know who I am, do you?" SABER said. She prefers to avoid this topic as long as possible but it cant be helped.
"Well... I did perform the summoning ritual without a catalyst so no. I have no idea who you are" Michael said. "Now that we're at it, who are you?"
SABER shifts uneasily
"Master... If that is your command... then..." SABER said. Her actions obviously show reluctance at answering his question.
"Oh no no no. I am ASKING not COMMANDING you. If you don't want to answer then its fine. I don't like forcing people anyway" Michael replies.
SABER lets out a sigh in relief
"But why though? Why keep your identity a secret? Can you at least give me the reason?" Michael inquires further
"Well... I was labeled ... something not nice during my time and died as such..." SABER replies vaguely
Ha! No wonder I summoned you. We're the same Michael thought as he unconsciously grips Pandora's Box
"B-b-but I promise you I will do my best! Even without knowing my name, I swear to God that I will lead you to victory! I wont even ask you to share the grail with me! So please master..." SABER said desperately. She clasps her hand as if she was praying for her master to understand
Of course, Michael understands her completely. She probably was labeled unfairly by those above her and died pathetically while many scorned her. He even has a few secrets that he isn't willing to share to SABER thus has no right to force her.
"You seem to misunderstand our contract SABER" Michael said in a soft grandfatherly voice
"Huh?"
"You are not my servant. You are my partner. Both of us have equal rights to everything we do. I could probably force you to tell me against your will but that isnt how it goes in a partnership. I believe that sooner or later, you will tell me your identity of your own free will but until then, I shall inquire no further" Michael finishes his speech
It was obvious in SABER's face that she was not only relieved but also thankful that her master was understanding
Michael stretches out his right hand for a handshake.
"Its a bit late for introductions but whatever. I am Michael Angelo, nice to meet you SABER" Michael said with a smile
SABER takes his hand and shakes it
"I am SABER. Please to make your acquaintance Master Michael" She said with a smile.
The smile was so pure, so innocent, so beautiful that a diamond would pale to compare. At least, that's what Michael thought.
Well... at least I have a very beautiful girl by my side regardless of how this war will end. Michael thought as they share a brief moment of silence while shaking hands
30 minutes later
SABER stands guard ever vigilant for any signs of movement. The cloudless night and the full moon makes it easier for her to view the environment. On top of that, master Michael Angelo chose a vast plain as far from the city as possible as his summoning ground thus she can see clearly for kilometers. On the downside, their position can easily be spotted due to the vast plain
I hope we don't meet an ARCHER right now SABER thought. A mass destruction Noble Phantasm at long range will instantly kill her master.
Her master sleeps soundly on the ground near the now extinct fire. Judging from his Bishop robes, he is a high ranking member of the church but due to a distinct aura that all warriors have, she doubts that he is the type of person who reads the bible in a church.
Looks can be deceiving She thought
Speaking of deceiving looks, Master Michael constantly displays wisdom well above his years. Through visual confirmation, SABER estimates his age around 25-29 years old yet his general attitude reminds her of a kind and loving grandfather.
Fighting for him might not be so bad SABER thought as she went back to her vigilant watch.
-Western Riot-
West of Apocrypha's main city lies an urban jungle of ruined buildings and streets. Within that graveyard of technology, anarchy and chaos spreads like wild fire. Most of the people of the west are fools who went wild just because they got a bit of power. The sane masters evacuated as fast as they can from the west to save energy and to prevent exposure of their servant's abilities.
38 year old Doglas Frenzin is one of those masters who decided to avoid an all out war with everyone else. The main reason for his cowardly actions is his servant.
His servant was a beautiful 5'5" Chinese female with straight shoulder length black hair and empty black eyes. She wears a long sleeve one piece white cheongsam ending in a mini skirt, long black socks and white Chinese shoes. But her beauty was not the issue but her attitude, or lack of it. She seems to lack any free will much like a doll that doesn't move without the will of the puppeteer. Since she doesn't talk, Doglas has no clue on her identity, class and abilities thus he decided to hide for a while. While she does follow most of his commands, she refuses to go into spirit form no matter how many times he commands her.
They got out of the western battleground in 30 minutes without any resistance thru the sewers. It was stinky and disgusting to the point that it was unbearable but that is exactly why he chose it as an exit route.
Just when Doglas thought that lady luck was finally on his side, he met the worst person he could possibly meet in this circumstances. The future heir of the most powerful clan in the world, 21 year old Ernest Von Einsburn.
Doglas wanted to talk his way out of the battle but Ernest did not even wait for a second and commanded his servant to attack
"LANCER, kill them" Ernest said arrogantly to his servant. A massive 6'7" warrior dressed in bronze armor appeared behind him.
"About damn time!" LANCER said. He readies his spear and charges at them with reckless abadon.
Damn it! Of all the times! Doglas thought to himself as he readies to run at the opposite direction.
"=-=-===-=-=!" A female roar stops him at his tracks. It came from his servant who charged to meet LANCER unarmed.
She's a BERSERKER? Doglas thought. There were rumors that if the Mad Enhancement is at a very high rank, the servant becomes more mechanical. Is that what happened to her?
The next few seconds made him realize that lady luck was definitely on his side this time around.
LANCER thrusts his spear at BERSERKER's head with every intention to impale her but does not go according to plan. She redirects the spear with her left arm and counters with a right punch aimed at LANCER's humerus on the right arm. A disturbing sound of breaking bones was heard even by the masters who are at least 10 feet away from the battle.
This caught LANCER by surprise. His armor should have blocked any attacks B rank or less yet an unarmed strike broke through it like it was toilet paper. LANCER backs away to buy a bit of time as his regeneration to kick in but BERSERKER does not let up her assault. She throws flurry of blows focusing on the broken arm, shoulders, chest and head even before LANCER can even retreat. Though the blows are considerably weaker than the arm breaking counter, the large number forces LANCER to go defensive.
He takes out a large round shield and hides behind it... but soon realized that it was a mistake. BERSERKER simply sidestepped to the left to abuse his still healing right arm and threw a violent straight punch to his face causing him to stagger. She then continued her endless barrage of punches while LANCER desperately tried to defend himself
The audience watched the battle in awe and disbelief.
Doglas thought that BERSERKER stood no chance against LANCER but how wrong he was. As a fist fighter, she was in disadvantage in terms of range but she only needs to go into extreme close range where a spear's range is useless to turn the tide. On the downside, she lacked the firepower to mangel LANCER thus this battle is a stalemate.
On the other hand, Ernest is visibly frustrated. He thought that no one can beat the greatest trojan warrior in a melee scenario and he was right on that one. The problem is that LANCER cant beat BERSERKER who is significantly faster than he is. The initial cripling blow to LANCER has set the tide of the battle in BERSERKERs favor but due to LANCER's high speed regeneration and high endurance, no one will win this battle.
At least that is what it looks like.
The high speed regeneration of LANCER actually comes at the expense of high mana drain. Like all modified children of the Einsburn, Ernest has mana reserves equal to 50 veteran magi. He estimates that if they fight for 2 days straight without any outside interruptions, LANCER will deplete his mana pool thus lose.
30 seconds into the battle, LANCER keeps his defense up until his right arm heals while BERSERKER beats his body into a bloody pulp. In a desperate attempt to gain some distance, LANCER bashes BERSERKER with his shield, sending her flying 5 feet back. He hurls his spear at her with blinding speed, which was simply dodged by BERSERKER. LANCER draws a bronze sword and closes the distance with a violent downward slash. BERSERKER once again redirects the blow with her left hand but receives a gash on her upper left arm. The blow creates a 2 meter hole on the ground beside her
But this is a necessary sacrifice for her counter attack.
LANCER is at a crouching position with his blade on the ground. He soon realizes his mistake and quickly pulls back but it was too late.
BERSERKER throws an open palm strike at his neck, crushing the windpipe. Her fingers dig into his neck with vicegrip force. Using LANCER's chest as a springboard, she launches herself 10 meters back, taking his throat with her. A fountain of blood gushes from the open wound, a simple sign that the battle was over.
But that was not the case. LANCER's regenerative power is now at its peak unlike earlier much to the frustration of Doglas. Muscles, tissues and veins grew back at abnormal speed and at that rate, it wouldn't take 10 seconds to heal the wound completely
On the other hand, BERSERKER was in a bit of a disadvantage. Her left bicep is damaged and unlike LANCER, her ability to heal is vastly inferior. It takes about 30 seconds to manually heal the wound she received and a lot of things could happen in 30 seconds.
However, Doglas has complete confidence at her abilities despite the handicap based on what he seen. As long as LANCER doesnt go after him, BERSERKER will simply run around until her left arm heals.
BERSERKER begins to run to LANCER before his wound is completely healed despite the clear disadvantage.
"BERSERKER, Stop!" Doglas commanded.
BERSERKER instantly skids into a stop but does not relax her stance. Doglas turns his attention to Ernest
"How about we postpone this battle for another time Lord Ernest von Einsburn?"
"Hoo... You know my name plebian?" Ernest replies with clear hostility. He took the stop command to BERSERKER as an insult to his pride. Its as if his enemy decided to hold back on him out of pity. He finds this infuriatng.
"Who doesn't? The Einsburn are world famous for creating the basic structure of the holy grail. Even Gaia ended up copying the Fuyuki Grail War"
"So what?... You think flattery will get you out of this situation?"
"No I don't. But I was hoping that reason would be enough to convince you to spare me" Doglas said. He is carefully choosing his words to make sure that he doesnt provoke the short tempered Einsburn. The ass kissing seems to work as he noticed a change of mood in Ernest. Though still very hostile, the young Einsburn is in a listening mood.
"Reason huh... It better be good or I might reconsider letting you talk"
"Very well. As you may know, the masters in this area are idiotic and blood thirsty. If we keep fighting in this venue, sooner or later, someone will either interupt or ambush the exhausted winner. I assume you understand where my speech is going, correct?" Doglas explains.
Ernest ponders for a bit and was convinced. As much as he dislikes being manipulated, the reasoning of his enemy was logical and sound.
"Fine... I guess I can let you live a little longer. We will settle this at a later date. Go before I change my mind"
"You have my thanks Lord Einsburn" He said while bowing like a gentleman. "Lets go BERSERKER"
BERSERKER relaxes her guard and follows her master.
Doglas Frenzin calmly walked away with absolutely no intention of ever meeting Ernest von Einsburn again.
An hour later
Ernest has been screaming insult after insult at LANCER's incompetence for 5 minutes now. A draw to him means that he is equal to the inferior masters, thus he is also inferior. The damage to his pride is so great that he needs an outlet for all his unjust anger.
LANCER's patience is close to the breaking point from all the nagging. He has been silent for the past 5 minutes but that all ends now.
"SHUT UP! Your like a bitch on her period!"
"Says the self proclaimed STRONGEST! You cant even beat a unarmed girl! You should be ashamed at yourself!"
"Ashamed? You have no idea!"
"I do have an idea! I am the strongest master in this war and yet you dare shame me? You worthle-" Ernest was cut of with a blade near his neck
"Watch your words weakling... I might accidentally kill you" LANCER said in a cold manner. He didn't even bother hiding his killing intent.
"Y-y-y-y-you wouldn't dare! You need a master to exist in this world! If you kill me, your gone!" Ernest replies. He is obviously threatened by LANCER's blade. He lived a sheltered life and never came close to dying, until now
"Yes... I do need a master... It does not have to be you. With the overwhelming number of masters in this place, it will be easy to find another one. Besides, the legend of the Trojan warrior Achilles is widely known. No fool would turn down a contract with me." LANCER said with ever growing hostility. "The next time you open your mouth, you will die"
The threat is so genuine that Ernest shuts up instantly. He was scared out of his mind to the point that he doesn't even realize that he just wet himself.
LANCER then ignores his master and begins to ponder on his situation.
His only desire in this war is to fight, nothing more. He has already fought and gained immortality a long time ago thus if he is going to fight under someone, it must be someone with a worthy cause. It does not matter how weak his master is, if he can fight for something worth while, then he has no regrets.
Though exceedingly powerful, his master is as annoying and egotistic as Agamemnon. The moment LANCER knew his true self, it was the moment that marked his death. Ernest is a spoiled brat who wants something because he doesnt have it, very similar to Agamemnon. Ernest will die in this war, either by his hands or by someone else. Once he is dead, LANCER will only have 24 hours before he disappears from the world, thus he must make preperations.
On another note, he has already figured out BERSERKER's true identity. In her fighting style, LANCER noticed a mixture of Wu Mei Pai, Wing Chun Kuen, Dragon style, White Crane, and Five-Pattern Hung Kuen, all of them are at a masters level. There is only one person who has mastered all 5 of them... and that is the founder of all of those 5 styles, one of the legendary 5 elders of southern Chinese kung fu, Ng Mui.
It was truly bad luck in LANCER's part for meeting such a monster at his very first battle. He is confident that any servant that focuses on melee combat will not win against her. The best way to defeat her is to blow her away with a mass destruction noble phantasm from long range, something he does not have.
Well... Its a horrible start but I cant wait for the next battle LANCER thought with optimism as he stares at the dawn that is to come.
-Southern Escape-
28 year old Pepper Mint is a woman of many dislikes. For one, she dislikes her name which was cruelly given to her by her whimsical mother just because it sounded cute. She dislikes her 5' height and her youthful appearance because she is constantly mistaken as a 15 year old girl. Finally, she dislikes being treated like a sack of potatoes like what ARCHER is doing to her right now but the situation calls for it.
ARCHER is carrying Pepper over her shoulders as she navigates through the tight alleys of the southern battleground. Like all the other masters of the south, they are in a rush to leave the city.
10 minutes after the summoning period, hordes of starfish looking monsters were summoned and began attacking anyone in sight. Individually, no servant will lose to them, even the ASSASSIN class can rip them apart with little effort. Unfortunately, the numbers that was summoned is abnormally large and every time one of the monsters dies, another one instantly takes it place.
After a few minutes of battling the endless horde, all of the masters decided to simply evacuate rather than fight a battle of attrition. Truth be told, some of the servants within the south can turn 1/4 of the city into a parking lot if they wanted to, but they decided against it in an attempt to hide their servants abilities.
*sigh* Too bad ARCHER isn't one of those overpowered servants Pepper thought. She takes a quick peak at her beautiful servant who was running as fast as possible to stay ahead of the horde.
The 5'4" tall ARCHER wore leg high boots, green themed short skirt dress, blackish gold chest plate, clawed iron gaulent on the right hand and clawed iron glove on the left hand. She sports a waist long hair which was mostly light brown aside for the light green nearest to her face and pure white at the back. Most importantly, positioned at the top of her head lies what seems to be animal ears of some sort.
Seriously...Are this things legit? Pepper thought. Out of pure curiosity, she gently strokes the ears just to see if they are real.
She soon realizes that this was a horrible mistake. ARCHER focused on enjoying the stroking sensation and completely forgot her surroundings and the fact that she is running on high speeds. A second later, she and her master slams into a brick wall like flies into a windshield.
Pepper pulls herself together and faces ARCHER
"YOU STUPID GIRL! Why in gods name did you crash into a wall?" Pepper screams at ARCHER much like a mother screaming at her child's idiotic actions
"Please forgive this ones action. This one believes that thy unnecessary gesture of kindess was too distracting." Said ARCHER in a bored emotionless voice
"So its my fault?"
"Yes... this one believes so"
Pepper was about to give ARCHER a piece of her mind but was interrupted by the sounds of the enemy horde.
They are slow as hell so we should be fine... but their numbers are just messed up! They are practically everywhere! Pepper thought to herself. She turned to ARCHER who was also tense
"Lets go ARCHER"
"This one agrees" ARCHER said. She quickly picked up her master in a princess carry and dashed onward. She followed Pepper's directions and heads northward towards the highway where it is a straight line towards the NCZ. The tight maze-like alleys has served them well by blocking majority of the monsters but ARCHER cant move at her top speed.
After a few minutes of running, they enter an alley and 10 meters beyond that is the highway. Unfortunately, 6 monsters stands between them and their escape route, causing ARCHER to stop.
"Prepare thy self master" ARCHER said to her master
"Huh? What do you -" Pepper began to ask but was not able to finish. "UNNNNNYYYYYYYYAAAAAAA!" She screamed at the top of her lungs after finding out that ARCHER has already hurled her 20 feet in the air towards the highway.
IM GOING TO RIP YOUR EARS OUT ARCHER! She screams in her head
The 5 monsters in front charges at ARCHER while the one in the back chases after Pepper.
ARCHER estimates that she has 5 seconds before her master hits the floor.
Plenty of time ARCHER thought to herself.
She takes out her long bow and quickly fires at the one that chased after Pepper, instantly killing it. Out of nowhere, 6 arrows are shot at the 5 remaining monsters, 4 instantly died while the last one was able to block using its tentacles. She shoots another arrow at the surviving monster, effectively crippling it. Once again, 6 arrows appear out of nowhere, but this time all of them are shot at the surviving monster causing it to die.
ARCHER notices that her master is only 6 meters away from the ground. She readies herself and with a burst of mana, she dashes 10 meters on a straight line towards her master. She catches Pepper less than a second later as she was about to hit the ground. She slows down and stops as they enter the highway. She places her master down and checks her well being
"Art thou unharmed master?" ARCHER asks
"YOU ST-" Pepper vomits before she could even complete her sentence.
Though still keeping a straight face, ARCHER rubs Pepper's back with great concern.
"Art thou unwell master?" ARCHER asks again. Pepper eventually stops vomiting. She recovers herself and looks at ARCHER with eyes filled with rage
"YOU STUPID GIRL! HOW DARE YOU THROW YOUR MASTER?" Pepper roars in a very loud voice contrary to her petite body.
"Thou art loud. This one is relieved" ARCHER said. She then dodges a stone that Pepper threw at her
"DON'T CHANGE THE SUBJECT! You didn't even warn me!"
"This one did warn you. This one said "Prepare thyself Master""
"Da hell! You didn't even let me prepare myself! Us normal humans die from being thrown like that!"
"Hm... Humans are so fragile"
"SHUT IT! I'll drill some common sense into your head right now!" Pepper then began a scolding that seems to have no end in sight.
ARCHER simply stands there and watches her master. Not one word has enter her head for the past 10 seconds.
Master reminds this one of a dog playfully barking at thy owner ARCHER thinks to herself. Unable to resist herself, she pats her masters head
"There there" ARCHER said as she strokes her master's head. Pepper did not like this one bit
"STOP STROKING MY HEAD!"
Pepper continues to yell at ARCHER until they finally noticed the presence of countless monsters making their way towards the pair.
"Master, this one suggest that the premises must be vacated" ARCHER said. She kneels down and urges Pepper to ride on piggyback
"Ugh... This makes me look like a weak younger sister... Well, the situation demands it so what the hell." Pepper said as she boards ARCHER.
"Prepare thy self Master" ARCHER once again warns Pepper
"Huh? Wha-" Once again, Pepper is cut off before completing her sentence "UNNNNNNNNNYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" She desperately grabs onto ARCHER's shoulders. ARCHER accelerates from 0 to 300 in 4 seconds flat and heads straight for the NCZ, leaving the monsters to eat her dust
Midnight Carnival
End
SERVANT COMPENDIUM
Servant: CASTER (Mary of Nazareth)
Alignment: Lawful Good
Strength: X
Endurance: X
Agility: X
Magic: X
Luck: X
Weapon: None
Skills:
Territory Creation- EX
CASTER's territory covers the entire 17470 battle ground and can control everything in it
Noble Phantasms:
The Holy Rosary- EX
This item grants caster 2 distinct abilities that work regardless of her fighting ability
- Divine Favor
If she desires it, God will force any law (even nature) to abide with her will. This ranges from turning water into wine to killing a dragon with nothing but a sewing needle. If she wants to hit a fast moving object with a stone, it will happen regardless if she aims at the opposite direction. She can create a city out of nothing and can also destroy a city with nothing.
- Divine Protection
God prioritizes her safety over her will thus CASTER is immune to everything. PERIOD
Servant: LANCER (Achilles)
Alignment: Neutral
Personality:
Strength: A
Endurance: EX
Agility: D
Magic: A
Luck: E
Weapon: Spear, Sword, War Chariot
Skills:
Master of War- B
Achilles has high compatibility with 3 classes (SABER, LANCER and BERSERKER) while a moderate compatibility with RIDER (he dragged Hector's corpse on a chariot). This ability allows Achilles to recieve all of the class skills of the classes that he is compatible with, namely Magic Resistance- B (SABER, LANCER and RIDER), Riding- A(RIDER and SABER) and Mad Enhancement-B (BERSERKER, stat bonus only). Due to his compatability with the RIDER class, Achilles can summon the chariot that he used to drag Hector which is a B rank NP
Noble Phantasms:
Blessing of the river Styx- B
This ability allows LANCER to regenerate any wound regardless of how severe it is. It takes 30 seconds to heal sword wounds, 1 minute for each severed limbs and head, 8 hours for the entire body in an even that he is completely obliterated as long as his master has the prana to support it
Armor of Achilles- B
A special type of armor that blocks attacks of B rank and bellow
Shield of Achilles- B
An energy shield that comprises of 9 powerful boundery fields compressed into a small space that allows LANCER to block any attack regardless of how strong it is but can only block 1 EX attack per minute for it needs to recreate the 9 boundery fields. It can block 5 A rank attacks before shattering, 10 B ranks, 15 C ranks and will not shatter from D rank attacks and below.
Servant: BERSERKER- (Ng Mui of the 5 elders)
Alignment: Neutral Mad
Weapon: none
Strength: C
Endurance: B
Agility: B
Magic: E
Luck: B
SKILLS
Enternal Arms Mastership- A+
Mastership of combat arts has reached the point of being said to be unrivaled in one's era. By complete merging of mind, body and technique, it is possible to make use of full fighting skills even when under the influence of any sort of mental hindrance.
Chinesse Martial Arts- A+++
At this point, one is master among masters.
Chyuhn and The Eight Character of True Essence- A+
These two techniques are the main theories behind the White Crane fighting style which BERSERKER is a master and a founder. Chyuhn is to completely destroy vital points in the body while The Eight Character of True Essence is to strike at the points where there is a pulse in other words, strike at the arteries. BERSERKER uses Chi to smash into the opponents arteries which temporarily shuts down that part of the body. This only lasts at most 5 seconds to enemy servants since they are beings above human comprehension but a normal person would suffer permanent disability.
Chi Sao of the Spring Chant- A+
As the sole founder of Wing Chun, BERSERKER promotes to feel thru in combat. Chi Sao is to instinctively find the point of least resistance. Her attacks will always go thru any armor though it would be reduced by 1 rank depending on the armor itself.
Wu Mei Pai- A+
A combination of two mental states from Wing Chun and White Crane in order to achieve the perfect counter attack. Softness of Wing Chun allows BERSERKER to defend from an attack with minimum energy exerted while attacking at the same time which allows the opponent to expect resistance and find none thus pulled into extreme close range. At the point of attacking, Wing Chun changes to the White Crane which aims to either mangle or destroy the attacking force in that small opening with the maximum amount of force. This ensures BERSERKER an A+ rank physical damage in countering.
Quigong-A
Though it is the bare bone basics of all martial arts, masters of this simple breathing technique is capable of doing near imposible things with chi. It allows her to strengthen her attacks, speed and endurance by supporting it with chi in all of her movements. Her limbs can block attacks with B rank without taking any damage.
NOBLE PHANTASM:
NONE