Hello dear readers it is me the lord and master of this Story. So Far I have taken your recommendations for this story as it continues and will try to build upon your reviews. As for my OC Alexander, he is going to be quite powerful due to the large amount of Magic circuits that appeared in his body due to hosting the grail, along with becoming a demigod, due to his transformation into a Grail Knight. Also more is going to be revealed about his powers and abilities in this coming chapter that will show that he is going to be a real powerhouse in the next holy grail war. Also, no Lileath will not be his servant, nor will anyone from the Nasuverse, his servants will be called from the grail he possesses. So that means everyone who has died from the beginning of the most recent cycle of warhammer, from all factions, across all times. Think about that. Now I this chapter he will be meeting several characters along with crafting the grail into a throne of heroes. Witch reminds me. HEY SETTRA HOW'S THE TORTURE COMING ALONG?!
Settra The Imperishable: The Grand traitor suffers well, though I may never truly serve your causes, as long as you allow me the revelry of exacting my vengeance against him then our interests will continue to align. But if you let him escape( Draws out the khopesh of Userian) you will be dealt with. For you are not the first god I have had to tame.
*Gulp* Okay just could you read the Disclaimer this time. I swear this will be the only time!
Settra The Imperishable: (Creepy chuckle) Very well god of the splintered realm. Warhammer belongs to GamesWorkshop and Fate/Stay belongs to TypeMoon. There I have completed your task. I shall continue my torture now.
Text index
Text: normal conversation
Text: Chaos, Lizardmen, Gods, Deamons, Grail
Text:Thinking.
Forging a Throne
2 months later
Alcatraz
In the following months after their pact bouth Alexander decided to relocate their operations to a less conspicuous area. Using his family resources to find a suitable location to relocate, they were able to find secret routes that lead from under the bay that connected Alcatraz to the city. It was from here that Alex was rebuilding his houses new headquarters. Along with a new headquarters, his new abilities as a Grail knight and an increased amount of magic circuits were put through test runs to see how strong he had become.
His strength could match that of at least C rank at the best without reinforcement and when that is added it would increase to a -B rank of strength. His overall reflexes and dexterity allowed him much more maneuverability in close quarters combat allowing him to dodge attacks in a blink of an eye. By this point in time he decided to learn how to wield a blade properly, but due to no formal teacher he was still in poor shape. He did begin to relearn his family's styles of magic becoming more proficient with time.
But for this day he was sitting in the deep recesses of the island prison focusing on a more important goal the preparing himself for future. It was the creation of a functioning throne for the souls trapped in the grail.
That's right he was planning to create a grail that could summon heroes that lived in a world where war was a constant and magic was still as powerful as that during the Age of gods. Where the definition of a hero was as selective as a debate, since all the factions had their own versions of heroes that other races would call murderers. The advantages to this where very obvious to Alexander, heroes that where unknowns to the world would have a large advantage over rival masters who probably had no knowledge of the Old world.
The one major problem with this is that they needed a realm to build this throne and a way to power the heroes in the throne up. And since the current realm of the afterlife was being used by Gia and admittedly not to many people knew the legends of Warhammer they were starting from the ground up.
The main reasoning for being unable to resurrect the spirits trapped inside the grail as servants was that the existing throne would would not accept souls from another world. Alexander was fairly certain if they tried to do something like that Alaya would have her Counter Guardians after him in a heartbeat. His occupant on the other hand was also having a field day with the information of magic practices in this new world.
She had learned that people and beings of reverence when the died if their achievements in life where ascended into a realm that was an area between life and death. Then during a holy grail war they would be summoned by mages to fight during the war. She also knew that each servant needed a finite amount of mana to continue their existence in the world and to use their Noble Phantasms. The sound of her newest Knight singing and closing another book she decided to check up on him to see what progress he had made.
"So how is my studious pupil holding up ?", She asked in a playful tone. Over the past 2 months she had warmed up to the young mage, occasionally playfully teasing him from time to time. In response to her banter Alex stood up from his desk and closed the book he was reading.
" All things considered I would say great, thanks to the boost in power and becoming a grail knight, but due to our predicament with the souls trapped inside the grail things aren't so great.", He explained to the elven goddess. "We don't have a safe way to let the heroic souls inside your grail be resurrected into servants due to the fact that Gaia would not allow their souls to enter the throne. The only conceivable way to house them would be-"
"A realm where no souls are currently inhabiting. Yes I read that in the books you were reading.", She interrupted him as he was explaining. Due to there link she could see everything he saw and had compiled the data into finding a solution to their predicament. "The only saving grace in this situation is that I may have found a way to do something like this."
Alexander's body tensed in one second, the shock of this revelation coming over him like a tidal wave. Then as sudden as the revelation came to him his body language turned from that of shock to frustration. His eye started to twitch uncontrollably as a snarl etched itself across his face.
"YOU KNEW THIS WHOLE TIME AND DECIDED NOT TO TELL ME?," He raged at the goddess of Knowledge that used his body as her new home. It was also by this point that the two had gotten into a relationship of one arguing with the other, but without the fear of death being constantly thrown about, but she was quite forgiving (due to her being a god of Mercy). "WHAT IN THE HELL MADE YOU THINK THAT IT WAS A GOOD IDEA TO WITHHOLD THIS INFORMATION! IT'S ALMOST AS BAD AS CONVINCING TECLIS TO REVIVE NAGASH AND MAKING MALEKITH THE ETERNITY KING!".
"Well who is the immortal and all powerful being with access to magic power that your clock tower would kill for?", She replied in a sweet mocking voice.
"Point taken, but still what is this plan of yours, because almost 25% of your plans have been shown to work. And judging by your tone it has a high chance of me dying doesn't it?", Alexander deadpanned to her. He could almost imagine the goddess smiling with that shit eating grin that a certain Dead apostle would be proud of.
"Yep. Your knowledge of me never ceases to amaze me. Anyways the you know how Entered this world?", She asked her knight.
"Yes you told me that you tore a small gap in reality that allowed for you to enter this world from a passage realm.", He recounted to the Goddess.
"Correct. I guess not all humans are as thick headed to not see the simplest of arcane manipulation. But anyways, I plan to use that transition plane as a place to create our new Throne.", She explained to Alex. At the realization of this Alexander went into semi schock. Slowly he sat back down into his chair. As the musty smell of the air around him entered his lungs as he tried to calm, he was trying to fathom the implications of trying to do such a thing.
"The power alone is more than I can handle. I know that the boost in power that was given to me by both the grail and my ascension into a Grail Knight is immense, but trying to transfer billions of souls into a realm and then reshaping it is going to need a nearly insane amount of power.",He thought to himself. He knew that Lileath could hear him but it didn't matter since he knew she had some insane idea that might or might not solve this predicament.
"That's right my Knight. I do indeed have a plan. You know how you mages use both your version of the geomantic web and that internal system of yours to use mage craft?",She asked the befuddled house head.
"Yes I do know bout process, since it is the only way to perform any form of Magecraft in this world.", He replied to the goddess.
"Well I have checked out your planets excess of energy and I found out that the by product of magecraft usage and the conflux of the Ley Lines has created an abnormally strong and stable winds of magic that have been completely untouched by your worlds images.", She revealed to the Belmont . At this third revelation of the day he nearly collapsed. A magic source that was untapped by any mage in this world that had been building up to this day rocked his world.
"So what you are saying is that we tap into this new wellspring of power and use it to breach the gap you made and then transfer the souls into it and forge a throne to hold the souls and allow for the crafting of Heroic spirits. I must say this is going to be one large shitshow if we fail. Also how do you plan to use me to transfer their souls into this new Throne.", He asked after compiling the data that he was presented and asking a fairly relevant question. He knew what she planted now but he still did not know how they were going to transfer said souls. Then It struck him, and he groaned.
"Your Going to turn me into an Arcane Conduit aren't you?", He said in a exasperated tone.
"That's right my pupil. My are you observant, you were able to draw the conclusion faster than Louen realized who he was standing in front of when he first met me.",She congratulated the bewildered knight.
"Tonight is the last day the conjunction of these two realms so if we do not act soon then we will lose our chance at making a throne. Don't worry about knowing how to become an arcane conduit I'll transfer the knowledge to you right now," She told him.
Before he could react a sharp pain entered his body and a rush of memories and incantations entered his head. And as soon as the pain started it had stopped. Rubbing his head to relieve himself of some of the pian he dreaded the events that would transpire the coming night.
That Night
The night was foggy and dim as Alexander strode up onto the islands surface. He had dawned the robes of a high priest of Saphery ( courtesy of Lileath) and walked towards the center of the island. Once he reached the center he began to etch Asur runes into the ground, each rune with as much effort to detail to make sure that the ritual would go through. Once he had finished the magic circle he moved to the center and drew the symbols of each wind of magic, and once this was done he stood at the center of his creation and open all his magic circuits allowing power to run through him.
He slightly winced as the raw amount of power flooded the circle, not used to the amount of strain on his form. The runes started to glow and the weather around the island started to become more volatile. Raising his hands towards the sky he began to chant. Words of the ancient elven tongue spoke harshly as the island was consumed by a storm. Tendrils of magic broke from the storm and rushed into his body. The power of this untapped source filled Alex but threatened to tear him apart. He struggled to hold on as he could feel the foreign power threaten to tear his soul asunder, but still he persisted. He raised his head to the sky and continued to chant.
"Winds of the world listen to me, let your sleeping power awaken. Let the storms of magic toil and realm of souls be shaken. For when freed, let all now know, that the age of magic now hastens.", He recited to the coming maelstrom. Suddenly the energy of the newly activated winds of magic surrounded him and then shot upward into the sky opening the breach into the passing realm. It was then that he could feel the grail open and begin to release the souls into the realm.
As the souls rushed through his body and into the sky Alexander could see the memories dreams of each soul passing into the throne. Each victory won by a successful general, every defeat of a brutal warlord, all the lovers of a dammed queen, and all the betrayals of a broken king. He began to feel his body start to disintegrate under the pressure of this insurmountable burden that was laid before him, but he refused to give in even if he was to face the fate of one Calador, he would not falter. But his goddess knew otherwise as she saw her champion start to fade from existence, so she decided to something that might save his life.
"My champion at this rate your physical form will disappear and so I must do if something if you are to survive.",She warned Alexander. He had noticed as well, by this point he was starting to become one with the flow of power and soon he would dissipate and become one with the cone of power. Suddenly before his eyes he swears he sees his goddess standing in front of him. She reached out and touched her hands to his face, and he felt her. He was nearly drawn out of his focas but continued to toil at his task, even when he was beginning to disintegrate.
She then draped her arms around his fading form and hugged him. This Shocked the Mage as he then felt his body begin to change. His very form began to shift and change as his magic circuits again began to expand and change his form. As he changed it became easier to control the flux of power from this maelstrom. The flow of souls continued into the new realm and with their passage he learned mor and more. The instructions of loading and firing dwarven rifle, the complex teroys of high magic, the secrets of creating Vargulfs and Vargistes, to lie while saying truths, and other such memories flooded his brian as the souls move into the new realm. The storm continued to surround the prison island as the ritual continued, but a glow appeared around itself as the ritual continued. And unknown to Alexander was being drawn into the new realm!
But if he noticed or not it was too late, for once the last soul drifted through his body and into the ground around him began to shake. The island began to twist and turn in the conflux of the winds of magic. And then in a flash of power the Island disappeared.
Unknown realm
Alexander groned has he awakened from his uncomfortable sleep. As he crawled to his feet he felt different. And as he raised his hands to massage his head they brushed over two small points where his ears would be. Fully awake his eyes opened and felt his ears fully. They had changed.
He now stood at a height of 6'0, his hair had gained several golden strands, and as previously mentioned his ears had become pointed. It was then that he realized what Lileath had done to him.
"So to complete the ritual she turned me into an Asur? Well that's great now I have to hide away from the rest of humanity so that they won't have to hunt me down.", He thought to himself.
"Oh I wouldn't worry about that my champion. For it appears that we are no longer in your world.", Replied Lileath in a non distorted voice. He looked behind himself and saw Lileath in all her glory still in her usual robes. "Though I do like the new look it appears as though the interference of the grail and the ritual will allow you to transform back into human. But this result of the whole island being drawn here is unexpected."
"Wait what!", Exclaimed Alexander as he looked around. It was true the entirety of Alcatraz had materialized in this new realm. The realm itself took the appearance of a giant girl with the island apparently floating at the center of the great cup. The grail itself did not simply take the form of a cup but it appeared to be multiple buildings formed to create the cup. The intricate designs of the great city below them took influence from every culture in the world that was. There even was a miniature Vortex at the center of the world that radiated with the powers of the winds of magic.
"Wow I did not expect that that much magic would allow for this to appear.", He mused out loud. Lileath looked at him and nodded, she was surprised that a mortal such as him was able to pull off such a stunt of magic power that had been unseen in his world or hers by a human mage. Well now an Asur but the point still stands. "But now that I am here what has happened to my world I dont think Alaya or Gaia would like what we have done."
"I don't think she will notice immediately, but even if she did she would be unable to send her counter guardians after us since the breach sealed itself behind us.",She explained to him.
"Wait we are stuck in this dimension forever!", He asked in shock.
"No I believe that there might be a way to get back but we will have to ask the inhabitants of this realm to help us, I have enough energy to summon only one though.", She explained to him. Calming down once again he began to think rationally. He needed to summon who was adept in magic but would not attack him outright. Suddenly he smiled.
"I believe I know the one to summon, you know him well goddess. After all he was a loyal pawn to you. He was your instrument in the ending of the world wasn't he I think we are in need of his service again.", He replied to his goddess. She grimaced, then nodded and sent energy into the magic circle. Soon in a flash of energy there stood an elven mage. On his head gleamed a crown in the shape of a moon with an amethyst gem at its center, in his hand was a staff that radiated an energy similar to the goddess in front of him. His belt was filled with various spell scrolls, potions, and an intricate rune sword. A great blue cloak covered his shoulders and created a frill around his head which made the crown glow an ominous blue.
His eyes opened and he stared at the pair in front of him. He blinked several times until his eyes widened to realize who was in front of him.
"YOU. How In Asyurens name did you survive!", The High Elf yelled at Lileath. She winced as his enraged look. "I served you well for hundreds of years, following your every whim hoping that you will would create a better world. I destroyed my homeland to create champions, I killed a god and damned a city to bring back my brother, and I let undead filth capture and kill my only niece to resurrect the master of death. So tell me Goddess of Hope, where is hope when the world you fought and died to protect is blown away and leaves you with nothing."
The Loremaster of the White Tower then broke down into tears as he crouched down using the staff of Lileath to prop himself up. His sobs filled the area with the anguish of a broken man who truly had lost everything. Alexander looked at this legend and felt pity for the strongest mage to exist, he had truly been through so much that would break lesser men, but death was the greatest breaker of mortals. Slowly Alexander moved towards the prone and sobbing mage. Once he was in front of the wizard he knelt down and rested his hand on the legends arm.
"All is not truly lost heir of Aenarion, hope is regained when one seizes the opportunity of that which is before them.", Alexander states to the Loremaster. He looked up at the other figure, his eyes meeting those of stormy grey. "I know your story along with the stories of your family. Go ahead look into my mind I have nothing to hide. Teclis."
The most powerful mage of the world that was, looked pointedly at the Asur in front of him. For a second Teclis Hesitated in looking into the other elfs eyes before looking into his open mind. Bouth Asura's eyes glowed with the power of High magic as memories were shared between the two. When the glowing stopped both stood up and looked at eachother. Teclis looked at the Shapeshifter, inhaled then exhaled slowly.
"So you know what I did during the time of ending and all of my world but I must ask you why summon me. I betrayed my people and my world more times than I care to remember, but you see a chance to forgive me. So I ask, why me?", He asked Alexander in a tone of a desperate man. The last belmont placed his hand on Teclis's shoulder.
"Because unlike your world mine knows forgiveness, we know when a person is at fault they must be forgiven for a chance to prove that redemption is possible. I also can't discredit you for all the good you have done as well. You fought alongside your brother to free your people, you saw potential in humanity and gave them the means to harness the winds, and you helped breach the divide between your fallen kin so that you would have a fighting chance against the powers. For all the pain you caused you have done good as well. Not many will say this but, I forgive you.", Alexander calmly told Teclis.
Teclis listened to this man, who despite being human, was one of the first humans to speak without a sense of ignorance or pride that almost every human prince from the border princes to Kislav seemed to have. This was a man who exemplified a sense of courage and foresight that would mark him along the likes of Karl Franz, Gilles le breton, and Magnus the Pious to name a few. Teclis rose to his feet and looked his fellow mage and gave a small smile that spoke volumes of thanks for his kindness.
"You are different Alexander, you are one who forgives those that seem unredeemable. You have restored my hope no matter how small it may be. If these grail wars can truly grant any wish, then a chance to start over may be possible.", He told Alex. Due to their memory transfer Teclis learned both of the grail war and his purpose as a servant. So it was at this time that the Arcmage kneeled before Alex.
"I am Teclis, descendant of Aenarion, Master of the White tower, Hero of the Battle of The Finuval Plain, Servant Caster and I ask you, are you my master?".
Alexander smiled and bade the Master of High magic to rise.
"Aye I am. But I still have much to learn about my new abilities and of this realm. I need a teacher to tell me how to control this power and to prepare for the wars to come. So I ask will you be my ally in these times a head.", He asked back. Teclis smiled and nodded.
"Aye, that will be true. It has been years since I have had a pupil with such potential. All right let us begin.", Teclis replied to Alexander.
As the two talked Lileath looked on and smiled. Perhaps she too might find redemption in the coming conflicts, but she would have to wait for there were many that she had betrayed and she was unsure if she was ready to meet them as well. But In this new realm they would have time to plan, build their forces, and prepare for the coming war.
Now Is the time of Total War, Now Is A Time Of Magic Reborn.
There is the end of chapter 2 of this series , hope you enjoyed. Please leave a review, fallow, or favorite. Suggest which Warhammer Fantasy heroes will show up next and I might be able to fit them in. Serving suggestions welcome. Blessed of sigmar upon you all.
