It happened a while ago, near the end of the fall of Beacon.
During the tragedy that caused many to die, one particular man didn't truly die. Instead, he vanished away. But not in the normal sense that'd he'd be considered gone for good though. No. This particular man just vanished, away from the planet somehow. As such, a search began for this wayward soul.
One that led the two searchers to a certain world under threat.
Incineration.
Here, the planet was weakened and facing a troubling time. For apparently, a powerful demonic entity known as the great King of Mages has distorted reality itself. His plan, at the time unknown to all. Yet that didn't stop the few humans remaining to challenge this would-be demon lord and his ilk. Despite having but a scant few on their side, the organization known as Chaldea persisted across the ages of time itself.
And during their journey, an encounter of two sides met.
From the stars themselves, the two searching for their wayward soul ended up on this incinerated planet. Where on a whim of good grace or boredom, they decided to help. Even after being forced off the planet, they returned and joined in again, if only due to the loss of their mighty power. As their return showed them no longer an incinerated world, but a bleached one dyed white.
Weakened, the two Gods simply decided to travel with Chaldea, who once again are on a journey to save their world. Facing new threats, new challenges. All to undo the damage wrought onto their world by the entity known as the Foreign God to them. Already Chaldea has made progress by destroying three Lostbelts, with the third done so easily with the weakened Gods, forced to don female forms for a time.
But in the fourth one, that's when the change came.
Outside the fourth Lostbelt, in a storm that surrounded it, a portal opened up.
"Damn!" Quickly exiting out of it, the God of Darkness landed on the ground. Close behind her, her brother the God of Light burst forth. Then, in a mad hurry, the God of Light went to close the portal.
A hand was attempting to grab them. One or both, to assimilate their being into him. Their enemy being not a normal God, but a God above Gods. A Lostbelt King of unfathomable power. One, who when meeting the two Brothers, simply had thought one thing.
He missed two of them.
With haste the two, while a bit reluctant, left Chaldea in a mad dash to escape capture and assimilation. Opening a portal to escape, to the Chaldeans surprise. The portal then closes and just in time. Both Brother Gods then breathed out heavily, their time as pseudo-humans giving them more emotions than they would have liked to admit. Though such emotions suited them at this moment.
"That…was…close…" The God of Light said as she wiped her brow. "That certainly wasn't…a normal deity."
"Normal!" The God of Darkness's face contorted into disgust. "That thing was nothing more but an alamagration of souls forced together. A freak-show! An abomination!"
The God of Light agreed.
That Lostbelt King, or whatever he was, wasn't a normal God. While the Brothers lost most of their power, since the incident with the Tree of Emptiness, that didn't mean they lost all their gifts. The two had the power to affect souls, so to a degree, they could see the souls of others. Which meant one look at that so-called God revealed he was nothing more but a patchwork monster of broken souls who are trapped in him. Not the prettiest sight a person could see. More so to a God.
"Either way, we managed to escape." Thank goodness all it takes is a portal to get away from that thing. "And now we don't risk assimilation."
"Meaning we're all safe." Dark agreed with a grin as she then turned around. "Wouldn't you say Ritsu-." Before Dark could finish her sentence, she then saw nobody is behind her. Her and her brother, as it's just the two of them. A small pause and Dark said one thing. "Shit."
"We forgot about them." The realization hit Light. In their haste, the two Gods in their mad dash to leave had left the Lostbelt entirely. All while forgetting about Chaldea, who are now trapped with said God in there.
In other words, Chaldea is screwed.
Dark then attempted to say something, stopped, then thought it over again. After a bit, she then asked, "What now?"
"..." Neither really had a proper answer. Primarily, because both had no idea if Chaldea and their allies are even alive by this point. Since it's unlikely the organization, for all their might, is capable of even harming that abomination with mere attacks. Granted, they could just poke their heads back in and check, but then that left them at risk of being captured and merged with all the other poor saps.
If anything, the two could leave right now with no consequence at all. Before, they certainly would have.
"It would be rather distasteful to let someone who respects us die like that." Light then said with Dark rolling her eyes but agreeing as well.
"Eh. Even Gods like us can show good grace." The two were in agreement. They wouldn't leave and decided they would go back and while ignoring the alamagration of Gods on the other side, they'll just grab Ritsuka, Mash alongside Chaldea and just drag them out. It'd be a mercy anyway, considering their foe is not a normal one.
There was just one problem though for the Brother Gods.
Primarily, how to get back in.
"I don't think we can teleport in easily." Whatever these storms were made of, ensured that regular teleportation can't bypass them, if at all. If anything, it's why the Shadow Border had even been made for. A device made to pierce through the storms walls that surrounded each Lostbelt to get in by using the Imaginary Space as a way of entering.
Granted, the two brothers could also enter the void as well, however, lacked the precise coordinates to enter through smoothly like the Shadow Border. That would take time, time they weren't even sure Chaldea had.
"Perhaps we could just force our way in." Light then began to suggest., as she considered other possibilities. "Maybe an attack from the outside would do something."
"Maybe. Or just be a waste of time." Still, it wasn't as if Dark had any other ideas aside from having the Grimm attack the storm pointlessly and considered dropping a piece of the moon on it. Though that last one is impossible in their current state. With no other real ideas in mind, the two decided to see if brute force would even work. Who knows, it might even succeed seeing as nobody has actually bothered to use such force seeing as nobody had the equipment or power to do so.
However, before the brothers could initiate their attack, a sudden spike in energy came from behind them.
"I apologize," A courteous voice said while a portal appeared before them. "But I cannot allow any more transgressions." Then, just like that, there was nobody in front of the storms that held the fourth Lostbelt. Just the bleached land, as if nobody had even been there at all.
The word was already spreading. It was limited of course and would take a long time for news to go across all of Remnant, especially with one of the CCT towers down. But in Mistral, the CCT could handle the kingdom's own internet connections much easier and as such, most, if not all of Anima now knew what was going on.
That a city had fallen out of the sky. Or, well, close to falling.
While some reports might have been exaggerated, there is no denying that a literal city almost did crush an entire town. Pictures and videos were already being uploaded all across the web, with every person in Anima finding shock at this news. Some accused this was Atlas's doing despite how absurd it was, since their evidence is Atlas is the only floating city.
But a good look at the photos, videos and eyewitnesses show that the city couldn't possibly be Atlas. The city was not only actually bigger than Atlas, it also looked more advanced, if rather broken at the moment. Regardless, it wasn't as if anybody could get answers from Atlas seeing as communications for the world, as mentioned before, is down. The most anybody can do is just make theories and wild guesses on what is even happening. Not outdoors though, seeing as a storm appears to be brewing right where this strange city is.
What nobody knew was that the storm wasn't some natural phenomenon. While nobody is in danger at the moment, let it be said Remnant is in trouble. While those below the floating city didn't know it, the sounds of thunder and lightning they heard wasn't because of a normal storm one would normally believe. The cause of this storm instead happened to be not mother nature, but the wrath of a God.
Up above in Olympus, at the very top is a livid Zeus. One who's own face had contorted from the usual wise and calm God, to a wrathful deity you'd see on a demon lord than any God at all. The mana pouring out of him showed the slightest annoyance to him will be killed by one of his own attacks as he struck aggravatingly at whoever would upset him. With none more so than the Gods who dared to ruin everything.
In front of him, Odysseus. Who at the moment is being very careful with how he speaks to the indignant Zeus. Kneeling with his head bowed down.
"I have the reports, oh mighty Zeus." The Lostbelt warrior told his God, doing his best to stay composed and calm. Knowing full well one mistake and the now fickle and spiteful God can and will kill him with no regrets. Understanding he must speak without making any mistakes.
"Speak." Zeus spoke without a hint of being cordial. Odysseus answered quickly.
"The damage to the city is extensive. Nothing that can't be fixed, but will take time due to resources being a bit thinned. Demeter can handle that though." Crackles of electricity are heard. "Many Olympian citizens are dead, no trace of their bodies are found aside from bits of ash here and there. They can't be revived."
"Give me the news on the city's energy levels." Zeus then ordered, showing not a hint of empathy for the dead humans. Odysseus decided to ignore casualties then for the time being.
"Low. Very low." Odysseus gave the honest truth. Any lie or fidgeting of the truth will get him killed on the spot. "While we have enough power to float at this altitude, it doesn't change the fact that much of our energy reserves have been drained. This has caused blackouts and anything connected to the main systems to have no power aside from independent sources."
It happened so fast. Too quick for anybody to react. Even though the Olympian Soldiers and the Atlantic Border Guards who unintentionally ended up in Olympus through the spacial shift acted, the enemy Gods were too fast. Using the stolen power to teleport wherever they pleased. The dark one in particular massacred many citizens while also taking their energy for herself while the golden one called upon some sword and used it to destroy shrines as an insult to the Gods names.
While the Machine Gods were powerful, Odysseus wouldn't admit this aloud, they were too slow compared to the enemy Gods. As their beloved Machine Gods had no capability to teleport themselves like those two did. As such, the second word came on where they were, they just teleported away before anyone could get to them.
That wasn't even the worst news though.
"I must also report that while we managed to capture some of the humans part of the God Breaker Alliance…" Odysseus hesitated, just for a bit. Knowing what he said next will not please his God. "The rest have escaped. With eyewitnesses stating they saw some pods leaving the city during its fall." Flashes of lightning filled the sky suddenly followed by thunder. Odysseus won't lie, for a moment he feared he would die then and there. Thankfully, it seems Zeus was merciful towards him, as no pain followed by death came towards the Olympus warrior.
"Get out." Instead, he just received the command to exit. One he did without looking back. Not even attempting to see Zeus's expression in fear he'd be killed for doing so. The God of Thunder isn't a sadistic being, but with his current mood, anything is possible. Once Odysseus left, the sky grew even darker while a dark gaze fell upon Zeus's face.
"...One week." He snarled. Just one week was all he needed. One week to use those over glorified 'batteries' as a secondary source of energy while potentially using them to suit his needs after learning of their creation and even resurrection abilities. Granted, brainwashing and reprogramming would be difficult seeing as they weren't machines, but Zeus felt he could have found a way.
Then once that was done, Zeus could battle his friend Wodime while after his victory, he would tear that damn Tree of Emptiness from his beautiful mountain and use its energy to recreate Olympus into a wonderful space ark. All while then using himself as the keystone to this world, making him even more important than ever. Granted, none of the others knew of the ark plan, but he didn't need to bother telling them that. They just needed to listen and no more than that.
Now all those plans were not just set back, but nearly ruined! All because of those two and that damn God Breaker Alliance for daring to usurp the Gods. He should have let his son Castor deal with them after all, since the consequences are major.
The Tree of Emptiness had been drained, not entirely, but to the point that the remaining energy had been dispersed with the tree falling apart like so. Forcing Zeus to have no choice but to use his own grand power as the Lostbely King to turn him into the cosmic keystone to keep his world from fading away into emptiness. This unfortunately meant that almost all his power was being used because of how it happened so quickly, while the other Machine Gods were rapidly busy upkeeping Olympus so it didn't fall down.
What will do them in now is a lack of resources at this point.
'And I must make the ark. I must!' Zeus repeated rapidly in his mind. His thoughts zeroed in on creating the ark. All for the sake of Olympus ( 0$)! …wait, for who again?
"?" Strange. For just a bit Zeus thought he had…whatever. In any case, right now the God of Thunder had to accept one thing. His plans are in disarray. As much as he wanted to kill everyone, the Lostbelt King must stay focused on his task. At this moment Olympus is compromised, barely even functioning with every Olympian who knew technology is being conscripted into helping with the technological failures, something they gladly did alongside those exiled Atlantis reeds who were easy to manipulate.
Still, even with their and Demeter's help, that didn't mean resources will just stock up out of nowhere. They needed new material to work with.
"New materials." Zeus spoke softly, before he then narrowed his eyes. A wave of his hand and a monitor showed up, showing images of what is below the city. Land. Land with trees, small towns here and there with miles away being a huge city from what the sensors showed. Not to mention Zeus also detected signs of…magical energy.
While the mighty God is still angry, a sense of opportunity came to him with the smallest of smiles forming on his lip.
Zeus didn't know where he was to be honest. The entire city had been taken away somewhere, transported a vast distance away. Yet wherever Olympus is at, there's one thing that's very clear. He's in an entire new world, which means an entire planet full of materials. Different from his Lostbelt, where despite being the biggest, only had a limited space due to the storm only extending all the way to the Atlantic oceans and no more. Had his Lostbelt won against the others, then his world would have covered the entire planet as the culled timeline took Proper Human History's place.
"Yes. This could work." The God rubbed his chin. That small smile turned into a rather sinister grin. "A world full of resources, just ripe for the taking." He had already planned to make Olympus a grand space ark as his goal, one that can be bigger with even more material to work with. Repair everything while gathering his strength again.
It will take time though, time to get everything in order. Not to mention analyze the properties of where he and his kind are at, seeing as Zeus felt an unnatural change of the texture here. Like the rules and laws of the world were a bit…different. That's not even mentioning the loss of Artemis and Poseidon, who should still be back on earth, though whether they still exist or not is a matter of debate.
Still, time is what Zeus and the remains of his Machine Gods needed to ensure everything was organized and efficient when they sent down the troops for the gathering of material. But for now, sending in a few scouts will have to do while repairs are underway. Only then will Olympus be made whole again and take back its pride.
And anything that stood in his way will be killed. Without any mercy.
Everyone was busy looking at the sky, where the floating city of Olympus is at. Like before, many still talked and ongoing debate on what it is or even happening. However, it was this focus on Olympus that also caused many to forget something. Primarily, to always look in different directions. Both up and down.
For little did everyone know, there were some that escaped the near destruction of Olympus.
"Hurry. Hurry. Hurry." A man told his allies as he ran alongside them. Ignoring the screams and the crumbling buildings. "We need to go now!"
It hadn't just been the people of the town who panicked when they assumed Olympus would crush them all. Those who lived upon the near broken city, were just as frightened and scared. Including those who had a huge part in causing its crippling state in the first place.
"By Hades was that?" A woman shouted as she saw Demeter destroying an entire city block, only to turn around when a purple flash came and realized her target was elsewhere. "Those two freaks are causing way more damage than necessary!"
"At least they're doing their job." Another man pointed out, a teenager. "Thanks to them they're buying us enough time to escape this city that's commanded by the Gods."
"Yeah. But do they have to cause that much damage!" A flash of yellow came from high above, where lightning can be heard along with the roaring sounds of thunder. Everyone realizing one of the two Gods they freed must be engaging with Zeus or likely just trying to escape him.
"Who cares?!" Another member of the God Breaker Alliance then shouted. "We just need to get out of here before we get caught in their battle."
Despite the splendor of Olympus, there were in truth many who wished to see Olympus fall, as change was impossible. So, during the great destruction and falling of the city, those who contributed to the fall escaped judgment as they entered many ships to escape the city. These alliance members then flew off on their rides and went into different directions, where they would then try and contact each other later when the time came.
One of those ships had a slight accident when some debris slammed into the vessel and caused the ship to temporarily go offline and fly down. Thankfully, it was fixed, but not before the ship made a rather rough landing onto the earth below.
Miles away, far from the town, a crater is formed. One where in the center is a medium sized ship that's three times bigger than the average Bulkhead in Remnant. It seemed to be a bit damaged, the hull being a bit dented with some scuff marks here and there. Other than that, though, everything else was fine. The doors to the small ship then opened up, where a head then poked out.
The person looks a bit worried, acclaimed to the crash landing they had. Also observing the area to see if they were even safe. Still pondering if on the off chance they could have been followed during Olympus's descent. After a bit though, the human then decided they were probably safe.
"Okay…We should be in the clear." Stepping out is a rather young man. One that wore rather interesting clothing that didn't match modern day standards with brown hair and clear green eyes. When he turned around, he saw many humans inside and nodded, indicating the coast is here.
Once he stepped out, a few other humans did the same. All of them are wearing similar clothing styles like the teenage boy and then looked around. One of them, a young man, looks up at the sky just to check if maybe Olympus hadn't sent their forces after them. Instead, they saw something far more wonderful and to a degree, frightening, and points above saying, "Look!"
Everyone did, where in turn everyone gasped. Those still inside the ship heard the commotion and all began moving forward. Wanting to see just what it is that got them so excited. When they could, everyone then felt the same thing.
Fear and awe.
"By the Gods!" A woman said with shock. "Is that moon…broken?"
"Woah!" A few kids said while jumping up and down in joy.
"What could have done that?" A scientist asked aloud.
"Lady Artemis?"
"She isn't even here."
"The stars are so different!"
"Atmospheric magical readings are super low."
"Ya-hoo! We did it!"
"Go God Breaker Alliance go!"
Cheering is heard all around. The humans spoke in excited tones while some went back into the ship to see if they could find out what's even happening. Everyone, who had all joined up in this alliance because they felt the urge to find a new path to their repetitive and stagnant lives in Olympus, all excited for the first time in thousands of years. As for one teenage boy, he just looked up at the shattered moon with a smile on his face.
Funny. A part of him is scared. Nervous even. Having lived so many days living the same life, thus making him a bit anxious at what has become of his current path now. Even so, it didn't stop him from feeling elation as he finally couldn't believe he and the alliance did it. Creating a change that they never thought would have been possible until this very moment.
"We did it sis. We did it." The boy spoke with happiness, having at last found the new tomorrow he and his sister seeked since they lost their parents. Since they were trapped in that repeated and oppressive cycle in the place they once called home. A new day granted to them by their alliance with the Servants of Proper Human History and oddly some other Gods that the alliance decided to help out in a gamble to see if they'd help them. It worked out very well…Even if they caused their entire city to nearly crash and kill them all.
But hey, at least it was more exciting than doing the usual activities like the last few thousand years.
"Hey Macarios," A man then called out to the boy named Macarios, snapping him out of his thoughts. "We got word your sister is okay." That's a sign of relief. Much as Macarios hated it, he had no choice but to get on another ship due to the rush the God Breaker Alliance members were in when Olympus began to fall down. Unable to get to his sister and just hoping she got on another ship with other members which even included a few Heroic Spirits.
Macarios being rather glad the other members are safe, especially Adele. After all, she's his only family left ever since that…day.
"Great." Macarios then started heading back to the ship. As much as he wanted to enjoy the new sights, he needed to make contact with the other ships that made their way out of the city. Maybe if possible, also communicate with the few members of their group that remained in Olympus to spy on what Zeus and his cronies might even be up to.
"Gruagh!" Before Macarios could even set foot though on the ship, suddenly, a large growl is heard. Soon, all the Olympians found themselves looking down and back in their current surroundings. Discovering countless beasts of all sorts, some that looked similar to the demonic beasts back in Olympus. Only less mechanical looking and more demonic in nature.
"Oh crap!" A few of the members began freaking out. Macarios couldn't say he blamed them. Many of these black beasts with bone armor are seen coming out of the trees and, surrounding them and the crater they were in. Their red eyes glowing as they clearly saw them and their mouths opening to show very sharp teeth.
"Trade one problem for another." Macarios muttered. While he wasn't scared, he could tell some others in the group were. It made sense. Almost all the humans, despite having mana that could rival and even surpass Proper Human History Servants, weren't actual fighters. Olympus had long since gotten rid of the concept of war and fighting, as such, only the Olympian soldiers, reserve guards, along with the Atlantic Border Guards were the only ones that actually knew how to fight. As such, it was natural the humans here were scared upon seeing these demonic beasts.
"Don't worry fellas. I got this." As such, it was neat that one of them knew how to fight. A Servant that had a wicked ride and a leather jacket with a golden smile. Lighting emitted from him as one of the few Servants of the God Breaker Alliance stood in front of these demonic beasts and cracked his knuckles.
"I'll be sure to finish this golden style!" The man then rushed forward as everyone else cheered. For at long last a new today and a new tomorrow has graced them all.
Quick explanation to old and new readers, in Grimm/Stay Night, Ozpin ended up on earth somehow with the Brother Gods attempting to find him. Instead, after some traveling, they ended up in the FGO world where they met Chaldea. Where, thanks to Ritsuka's influence, managed to make those two a bit nicer with the duo even helping Ritsuka. If the girl can make the worst vile Servants like them, then two genocidal Gods can probably be influenced as well.
But as you saw in the beginning, they got caught by the Olympus Lostbelt after trying to escape Over God Arjuna. But thanks to the God Breaker Alliance, they busted out…and as mentioned before made a nasty mess that will be explained eventually.
All you need to know is that in this story, due to the timeframe all the human alliance members of the God Breaker Alliance are still alive, including the Heroic Servants who were slain by the time Chaldea got there. Now in Remnant where they're about to be part of the resistance against Olympus for Remnant.
In any case, the members have landed on Remnant and are both excited and maybe a bit worried about their new future on Remnant. Too bad that might change as Zeus, despite his plans being severely set back, now decided to get his resources elsewhere. In a straight fight, Remnant will lose. Hard. But thanks to the crippling of the city, Remnant has time to gather their wits before hell can come for them.
I think I'll start updating bi-weekly starting next week. Thank you for reading, leave a review, and Until Next Time.