An United Nations Peacekeeper without knowledge of the games is transported to Thedas. Unsure if he will ever be able to return, he is sucked into the conflicts of Thedas as he tries to survive with his new companions and build a new world.

My name was Ritsuka Fujimaru. I was just a third-rate magus who wish to get a job and have a normal life. Well, Fate wanted me to become the savior of Human Order instead. I died at the final battle to save my beloved Kouhai so that she can live...only to find myself to be reborn in the new world that is even worse than the previous one. Fan-fucking-tastic.

I should start this by saying, I really should have known better. As if reincarnating into a game could ever be a coincidence. It sounds so foolish, now that I think about it. I was so foolish. Just please, understand. So here it is, a compendium of my life's memories, jumbled together in the hope that someone, anyone, finds it in themselves to understand. Realistic OC

As Shirou was dragged into the hole left behind by the grail, the grail itself reaches out to him, acknowledging him as the true winner of the Fifth Holy Grail war. His wish of becoming a Hero is closer to being granted than he originally thought. Now in a world where being a Hero is a feasible profession, will he become a true ally of justice?

Stray children taught the ways of foul sorcery, their bodies mutated through blasphemous ritual. Sent to fight monsters, though they could not distinguish good from evil. The flicker of humanity long extinguished within them.