Hi guys Azza here!
So I pushed so we could get past the bay portion and into the main meat and potatoes of the Marineford War. But that being said I think for Mordred's debut I did good! Hope you like it!
Anyway, onto the reviews.
Dragonborn2704 – Ah yes, a truly chaotic encounter for sure haha! As for the latter part of your review they undoubtedly will but I'll save that for when it happens!
JGreen039 – Yes he will, I can say that with certainty however he won't in this Volume. Firstly he needs to be whole, but he will get a hint on how to get started at the very end of the last arc but you are spot on that only Arch Class can wield it which is why it hasn't been showcased yet.
That being said though, I'll be showcasing several characters using it during the end arc so look forward to that.
NoxShiningAbyssal – So there actually is a version of an older looking Mordred I believe that was shown off during some sort of interview you can google it. Basically that was the basis of the design however I've obviously made heavy changes since she has Ascension Forms and the like.
And trust me, having Mordred die in any sense was something I had planned out but had trouble writing hence why the chapter took so long to do.
And as for Yamato, I can confirm that no matter what Oda does she's 100% joining. Not only that but I've already got two Servants who she'll have though only one will survive the Wano Arc and go with the crew. Their relationship will be intimate but also one of mutual understanding since I'll be tweaking with her character to add more into what her Devil Fruit actually is, her race and how she is perceived by others and how Natsu and Seilah can relate to her on a more personal level.
To give you a brief idea about how they'll first meet, she's literally going to Thunder Bagua Natsu. That is set in stone. Its just got to happen.
Trust me though, I've got so many ideas for that arc I have so many Japanese themed Servants already paired up including a few who aren't as well.
Wano hype haha!
Lucys Demon – Right there with you mate I hated writing it so much the chapter went through like eight rewrites to get it right!
Anyway with all that out of the way on with the story!
I do not own Fairy Tail, One Piece or the Nasuverse.
FATAL BATTLE – Mordred Versus Vortigern
/Marineford Bay/
"These Servants," Whitebeard sighed as he casually strolled across the now almost completely melted bay alongside his Caster Class Servant. "You lot really don't do things by halves, do you? Then again, back when Roger and I used to fight we'd destroy entire islands too so I can't exactly talk, GURARARARA!"
"To be honest my friend, what has occurred here is something of a landmark achievement," Caster replied without his usually warm smile. "What the enemy Caster did … I don't think I've ever seen something so selfless from a figure known entirely of their own greed before."
"What do you mean?"
"The enemy Caster that is a part of Tiberius Squad only did what she did out of pure spite and greed against Berserker, that cannot be called into question. But, do you realize the significance of WHAT she has done?"
"She brought back Dragneel's Servant and she looks much older and seems to be more powerful?"
"True, but that is only scratching the surface," Caster replied as they reached the end of the icy path laid out before them. "To use a base Holy Grail to make a wish is usually the goal of a Holy Grail War, hence the name. But what Caster did was use a Greater Grail, an artefact that is highly unpredictable and a veritable font of power and knowledge, to make a wish to not just bring back Mordred, but to bring her back in a form that by all rights shouldn't have existed to begin with."
"Come on Caster, surely you don't need to bore Whitebeard with such things during the heat of battle!?"
"You should know as well as I just how important this development is, King Of Conquerors," Caster replied as Iskandar landed next to them. "A wish on the scale just performed would be on par with you wishing that your campaign crossed the seas and conquered the mainland. It changes the very course of mortal history!"
"It does, but you've forgotten one very important point Caster," Iskandar grinned as they all looked over at the armoured Mordred who was easily keeping up with Vortigern's enhanced speed. "Across all histories everywhere, everyone can point out countless moments where a single decision or changed event could have rewritten the course of the centuries to come. Though it is futile for we who have already long since passed to weep over the proverbial 'what ifs' resulting from these moments during our time, they can arguably be viewed by all as what makes history so fascinating a topic."
"Ah … I understand," Caster nodded softly as he smiled to himself. "Who is to say that history was indeed written by the victors, who can say if the events experienced by we who have long since passed are in fact 'factual' or the fictitious retellings of those who succeeded us?"
"The Legend Of King Arthur is already a tale shrouded in mystery so who is to say Mordred did in fact die that day at Camlann," Iskandar grinned as the entire area shook from the force of the clashing blows. "Either way, I'm most interested to witness first hand what kind of King Mordred is compared to Arthur!"
Throughout the conversation between the two Servants, Whitebeard was looking beyond the fight between Mordred and Vortigern. His eyes were on the scaffolding where Ace currently knelt in chains, watching the carnage with a look of utter horror.
'I wonder … Is this what you spoke about back then Roger? All that talk of history, all that talk of that wonderful era being washed away by those who succeeded it? Are you certain that this was the correct path?'
As Whitebeard lamented the past, Mordred continued to push Vortigern back as blow after blow sent shockwaves through the body of the completely startled Berserker. The Mordred he'd fought before was strong, but nothing compared to his Darkness. But this Mordred had something more than that … something he couldn't quite put his finger on.
"Come on Vortigern, I've gotta stab you in the head as payback," Mordred said as she sliced through several dark magic projectiles before shooting off toward the Vile King with enough force to blast back a decent sized wave behind her. "You think your dark power is bad, I've faced much worse than the likes of you!"
"Is that so," Vortigern snarled as the two crossed blades. "And just what kind of power dwarfs mine!?"
"I didn't just take Britain during my time, I went on a conquest of other nations during that time," Mordred began as the two started trading a rapid series of blows between one another. "The entirety of Europe saw my crusade and across it I saw countless dark horrors within them, many posing threats to humanity itself!"
Blocking another strike from Vortigern and blasting him back with a burst of golden light from her body, Vortigern was shocked to see Mordred generate a ring of light behind her as her eyes started to glow Midnight Blue.
"Impossible …"
"I've been through a lot, slain countless vile beings and creatures and fought hard to make the dream of my Britain. A lot of the memories are hazy, but I know I'm not going to lose to someone like you when there are far greater evils to deal with at Natsu's side!"
"Such weakness," Vortigern hissed as his eyes started to glow Blood Red. "How utterly pathetic that you would even need to rely on another! The one true King needs no allies!"
Vortigern's Darkness seemed to wrap around him like a cloak as his power continued to increase. Mordred wasn't' all that fazed though, feeling comfortable with her own as it steadily rose to match him.
"Elder Devil's Aura: Midnight Thorne!"
Smashing the staff side of his weapon into the ground, hundreds of vine-like tendrils shot up out of the ground and surged into Mordred's direction. Each one was covered in razor sharp thorns that seemed to wriggle and writhe around desperately for a target.
Mordred didn't seem fazed by the attack and started spinning Clarent around before kissing it on the flat side of the blade and grinning to her own reflection. Spinning the blade once again, she now held the massive two-handed blade with one out to her right as a solid pillar of silver light erupted all around her.
"I've missed you old friend, you ready!?"
The blade seemed to hum in response as the silvery light condensed itself into the blade itself with Clarent now visibly shaking from the sheer amount of power currently focused into it. Mordred looked at the blade fondly before looking back at the oncoming attack with it pulling a complete one eighty.
Her gaze was now entirely blank, almost as if she didn't even register the attack. The Midnight Blue glow of her eyes increased in its opacity as she vanished. She was trackable by a stream of the light, her form impacting the attack almost instantly as colossal sized silver aerial slash attack started to cleave it apart.
"Elder God's Aura: Clarent – Brighton Barrage!"
To those who could actually see her, Mordred wasn't just firing off a series of aerial slash attacks in the hope to somehow overpower the attack. No, instead she was actually simply swinging her blade to slice through the vines in her way as she charged through the attack with the absurdly strong aerial slash attacks merely being a by-product of the swings themselves.
Emerging from the other end of the attack, Mordred appeared before Vortigern and slashed him across the front, slicing part of his helmet and armor clean away. Blood sprayed out of his form as the hulking King stumbled backward with a roar of pain, clutching his face in shock.
"How … HOW!? H-HOW ARE YOU ABLE TO HARM ME WITH A WEAPON OF LIGHT," Vortigern screeched as his darkened blood began to pool around him. "WITH CLARENT NO LESS!?"
"Like I said before," Mordred huffed as she slung Clarent over her shoulder. "I learnt a lot during my time as King, including how to dispose of bastards like you who steep themselves so deeply into the dark that not even the faintest glimmer of light reaches them."
Vortigern was visibly panting as he pulled his hand away from his damaged face to look at the blood now pooled around him and across his hand. He looked back up at Mordred with his Blood Red eyes now glowing far darker than before, the dark around him responding to his sheer levels of rage as the entire island of Marineford shook violently once more.
"You … I cannot believe that YOU wield such power," Vortigern gasped as he dropped to one knee. "No … I refuse to accept that someone like you is capable of such a feat, I REFUSE!"
Mordred immediately jumped back as Vortigern's blood suddenly shot up into the air and started surging around him to create a blackened crimson sphere of sorts that took up the entire gap in the rampart wall.
Gritting her teeth, she looked back toward the others who were still watching her fight with Vortigern and motioned Natsu to come over. Her was at her side in less than a second, looking up at what Vortigern was doing with a deep frown.
"Blood Magic," was the first thing Mordred said to him as Natsu activated his own Aura and nodded.
"Probably the most powerful Blood Magic I've ever seen, stronger than what Ahnk and I have done anyway."
"Tell me this," Mordred said as she looked over to him with a somewhat nervous yet firm gaze. "Do you trust me?"
"Mordred-?"
"I don't have the time to explain but just know that I can and will beat Vortigern without dying," she cut in before Natsu had the time to respond with anything other than a definitive answer. "Do you trust me to beat him myself?"
"…"
"If we're gonna be able to fight together going forward, you've gotta be able to trust me to fight my own battles Natsu," Mordred sighed at the conflicted look in her Master's eyes. "I've still got memories flooding my mind of … my reign, but I KNOW I have the means to take Vortigern down!"
"Mordred, I do trust you," Natsu sighed as he took her gauntleted hand into his own. "I can tell just by looking at you that you've grown, but you've got to understand that after literally just losing you once … I don't want to see it happen again."
"And it won't," Mordred grinned as she pulled him in for a hug. "Because I've got something Vortigern doesn't …"
Leaning further into the hug, Mordred whispered into Natsu's ear which prompted an immediate reaction as he jerked out of the hug and looked at her like she was insane.
"No way …!?"
"Yes way," was the cheeky grin in reply. "I am King, after all."
"And you're certain you can-!?"
"Yep. At least in its initial form, yeah."
"Okay," Natsu said as he took a deep breath and exhaled loudly. "What do you need me to do?"
"Alright, so here's the plan," Mordred grinned as she ran him through what she needed him to do and sent him off to gather the other Knights, her Father and go to Whitebeard's position and fill them in on the plan.
Once he was gone, Mordred turned her full focus back onto Vortigern's Blood Magic which had now formed a solid cocoon-shaped egg object that completely obstructed the gap in the wall. Instead of being worried however, she began to prepare.
/Marineford – Execution Plaza/
"WHY THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT," Tiberius roared at Caster who didn't react to his anger in the slightest. "Do you even understand what you've done!?"
"I don't care," Caster sniffed in response which elicited laughs from most of the other members of Tiberius Squad, including Grand Avenger who seemed to just have a permanent smirk now.
"ALL OF YOU STOP LAUGHING," Tiberius snapped as their chuckles slowly died down. "You literally just changed the rules of the game Caster by using that Greater Grail … You just removed FIVE GRAILS from the game doing that which means that the only ones left are the ones in this Singularity! DO YOU EVEN UNDERSTAND WHAT THAT MEANS!?"
"You'll have to work harder?"
Tiberius clearly wanted to respond but suddenly calmed down and looked down at Vortigern's weird egg-cocoon form and smirked evilly. Caster seemed to notice this and narrowed her eyes in turn.
"What are you doing?"
"Well, if you think you can interfere and just help the enemy whenever you please then its only fair that I give our own side a helping hand, don't you agree?"
Caster didn't seem all that impressed but said nothing as Tiberius vanished and reappeared at the base of Vortigern's form, his arm turning into a tentacle which he stabbed into the egg. There was a loud groaning sound as the vein-like markings across its base gained a mixture of Aqua Blue to them.
Tiberius laughed and reappeared next to Caster and the other members of Tiberius Squad, a smug look on his face. That was quickly wiped away though when Grand Avenger started to chuckle.
"I do believe you've sorely underestimated our dear Caster's work Tiberius! If you truly believe that a mere power up will give Vortigern the edge then by all means continue to gloat but … well … I can say with absolute certainty that Mordred is indeed on another level than that of a regular Servant now. Indeed, she has become a King in all aspects now so-."
"I KNOW SHE'S A KING SERVANT NOW," Tiberius roared which only had Grand Avenger laughing harder. "But no Servant is immune to the Anti …"
/Marineford Bay/
Mordred could feel that something had changed within and Vortigern was beginning to break out. Gripping Clarent tightly, she watched as a massive White Dragon emerged from the egg, a dense pressure immediately settling onto the area that had everyone on edge.
The sky seemed to react to Vortigern's transformation with it now looking like they were travelling down a darkened vortex of sorts as lightning rained down all over the place in a chaotic frenzy.
"Elder Devil's Aura: Noble Phantasm Release – The Herald Of The End, Vortigern The White!"
"So, you've finally revealed your true self," Mordred murmured as the monstrous Dragon let loose a mighty roar as it towered over most of Marineford. "The Dragon of Destruction!"
Vortigern was, for lack of a better description, huge. His form was as large, if not larger, than the Ten Tails or Natsu's fully released Dragon Form. However, there were several features that those who had seen the form prior to this noticed differed.
His front and rear legs weren't white, but a translucent Aqua Blue. His right eye likewise was Aqua Blue with his left still retaining the Blood Red from his Devil's Aura. He also had shredded, bony wings, that certainly weren't present during his last transformation which confused those who didn't know any better.
"Do you see now what you have wrought upon yourself and those behind you," Vortigern growled as he flapped his wings several times, floating upward so he could land atop the rampart walls. "I will not rest until every last one of you has been utterly and completely eradicated!"
"You think I'm going to back down just because you turned into a massive Dragon," Mordred scoffed prompting Vortigern to roar threateningly in response. "I've dealt with them before and if there's one thing I've learnt it's this-!"
Mordred vanished and appeared high in the air in front of Vortigern who's eyes had tracked her movement, yet despite that his body wasn't quick enough to react. Swinging Clarent, a monstrous blast of golden light smashed into his face which knocked him off of the wall and onto the crowd of World Government forces below as they scrambled to get away.
Landing on the rampart wall, Mordred was about to speak however Vortigern's head suddenly reared up as he fired an attack right at her.
"Elder Devil's Aura: Destroyer Dragon's Roar!"
"WHAT-!?"
Mordred was struck full force by the massive breath attack that cleared the distance between them almost instantly. An explosion went off atop the wall that sent Mordred flying off of the edge and back over toward the bay side as Vortigern quickly got to his feet.
"There will be no quarter given to any of you … I will obliterate EVERYTHING!"
Spinning in mid-air, Mordred managed to stab Clarent into the ground right as she landed, skidding to a stop just before the water's edge as Vortigern leapt through the hole in the wall and adopted a ready stance.
His form began to glow a bright white colour as he charged what most believed to be more power for a follow up breath attack. This proved to be correct as he slowly opened his maw however this time magic circles started to form out in front of him with the spherical beginnings of the attack at their centre.
"With this attack, I shall blow away EVERYTHING IN MY PATH," Vortigern roared as cracks began to appear in his spell concealing the island off from the outside world. "STARTING OFF WITH YOU, BASTARD KING!"
Mordred stood before the attack, her long hair and cape flapping away in the wind as she viewed the form of her Great Uncle with pity. She knew there was only one way to end this, one way to send Vortigern back to the Throne where he'd have no chance of harming anyone else ever again.
And so, she closed her eyes … and prepared.
/Servant State Of Eden – Several Minutes Later/
"ITS BACK!"
All eyes were drawn toward the main projections as Marineford reappeared from the void once again. All gleeful visages quickly turned to utter horror as they saw the form of Vortigern and the absolutely mammoth sized attack he had prepared.
"No," Arthuria hissed as she literally shattered her throne as she got to her feet. "It can't be-!"
Her eyes scanned the images before her until they fell upon the only one between Vortigern and the entire Allied Forces and she felt her heart skip a beat. Reaching out, as if to touch the projection, her finger traced the form of Mordred that looked so much like her own as a familiar King began to speak.
"Well now, it seems Vortigern is done playing around."
"Are these readings accurate on his Noble Phantasm," Ozymandias asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Indeed they are, I used my Caster Class self to prove their validity."
"Anti World Class Noble Phantasm … Impressive."
"Impressive," Arthuria muttered darkly as she death glared at the two Kings. "Do you even realize what that means!?"
"So he can destroy the planet, big deal," Gilgamesh laughed as he took a sip of wine in a laid back manner. "As if the three of us can't do the same?"
"But we're all HERE, not at Marineford!"
"True, we are here," Ozymandias agreed before pointing toward Mordred in an overly dramatic manner. "But there is a King present who can handle the situation."
"Mordred …"
"Like I said earlier Arthuria," Merlin chimed in as his adult form walked through the projection and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. "I foresaw an end result that would be one of great joy."
"But how … I cannot see it myself; it is clouded-!"
"Deliberately clouded," Gilgamesh corrected her as the King Of Knights snapped her attention toward him. "Everything happens for a reason, King Of Knights, so watch and wait like the rest of us."
Arthuria looked back toward the image of Mordred and couldn't help but tear up at the stoic image of her standing before Vortigern. She looked so much like her, from the coat and hair swaying in the wind to the completely calm and controlled demeanour when before a foe …
Yes, she would watch and wait.
She would see just what this version of Mordred could do. She hadn't the slightest clue what had happened within that void created by Vortigern, but she would certainly watch this to its conclusion without missing so much as a microsecond.
That was her duty.
/Marineford Bay – Same Time/
"All right, time to do this," Mordred sighed as she felt that within herself, she was ready.
Vortigern's attack meanwhile had grown even larger and the shockwaves from it were now being felt the world over. The attack was something even the World Government found themselves beginning to grow worried about as they looked down at Tiberius in concern though the Demon God simply cackled away as if it were the funniest thing ever.
Mordred's body began to glow as part of her armor set vanished, revealing a set of armor that exposed her abdomen and certain sections of her arms and legs. She modelled it after her former combat robes used when she was a Saber however instead of robes, they were a mixture of the two.
Although she'd say she liked her badass and sexy appearance in the armor, it actually wasn't designed for either of those purposes. Her entire abdomen was exposed for one sole reason, the massive scar across it.
This was the spot Mordred had been stabbed by her Father during the battle of Camlann, the place that was supposed to have delivered a deathblow to the Knight Of Rebellion.
However …
"It's time," Mordred said firmly as she placed a hand upon her scarred abdomen and made a twisting motion. "SEAL THIRTEEN, DECISION START!"
To the shock of those watching, the entire scarred section of Mordred's abdomen turned into pure light as an absolutely phenomenal amount of God's Aura was unleashed upon the area. Vortigern immediately knew what had generated such a level of power and was momentarily frozen in shock and disbelief.
I call upon my beloved Knights, heed my call and grant me Absolute Victory!
I stand before an enemy that is more powerful than myself!
I stand before an enemy who is evil!
I stand before an enemy who is inhumane!
I stand before this enemy to save the world!
"IMPOSSIBLE," Vortigern roared as his attack continued to grow in size. "HOW CAN YOU POSSES-!"
Clarent vanished in a silver light as Mordred plunged her right hand into her own abdomen and began to pull, quickly beginning to pull out a large object that was easily as large as she was, if not bigger.
Fully yanking it out, the God's Aura in the area became even denser as the light on her abdomen ceased and she swiftly entered an offensive stance, pointing what she had just pulled out directly at Vortigern.
"I may not be able to access the full power, but this should be more than enough to slay you once again, VORTIGERN!"
Taking off at a full sprint toward Vortigern, Mordred cocked her new weapon back as it became surrounded by a powerful golden light shaped like that of a spear. Vortigern simply roared and fired his attack in response as the entirety of Marineford shook as if Whitebeard were simply spamming his most powerful quakes.
"That won't be enough to stop this Vortigern, it is your one true counter," Mordred shouted in reply as she suddenly started skidding to a stop mere metres from Vortigern's attack. "TAKE THIS!"
Everyone watched with baited breath as Mordred slowly began performing a thrust with her new weapon, her completely confident gaze bringing some amount of hope to the Allied side as she spoke.
"Elder God's Aura: Noble Phantasm Release – Rhongo-MYNIAD!"
To the absolute shock of everyone, Natsu included, the exact second the tip of Mordred's lance made contact with Vortigern's attack, hers simply split Vortigern's clean in two as a monstrous blast of pure golden light shaped into the sacred lance itself shot toward Vortigern.
Vortigern tried helplessly to channel even more power into his attack but to no avail as the powerful Noble Phantasm struck him in the chest.
"NOOOO! HOW!? HOW CAN I BE DEFEATED, AGAIN … BY THIS-!?"
Vortigern paused as his Blood Red eye locked onto Mordred and her determined cry for victory. Something within him seemed to stir as he confused her with the one who had slain him previously.
"You … curse you ARTORIAAAAAAAAAAA!"
Vortigern's body seemed to absorb the light as Mordred's attack finally ceased. This however was only the prelude as Vortigern's entire form began to crack as bright bursts of the same golden light began to escape from the holes in his body until-!
Boom
Vortigern's entire body exploded as a massive pillar of golden light shot up toward the sky, the remaining pieces of Vortigern's body being reduced to less than dust within as everyone was forced to avert their eyes.
The last thing everyone heard was an ear-piercing shriek as Vortigern was finally slain, a ghostly visage exploding into golden particles to the relief of those watching from afar.
Once the light died down, all eyes moved from the now destroyed Vortigern to Mordred who was still in her post thrust stance. She shook several times before letting Rhongomyniad fade away and promptly dropped to her knees.
"Fuck … I shouldn't have used so much," she panted before promptly passing out as everyone on both sides remained frozen in shock.
This was the moment that Natsu stepped in as a ship suddenly shot up from beneath the waters of the bay, coated by a bubble which had allowed it to remain down there undetected. The ship was completely surrounded by his Gravity Magic as he sent it on a collision course.
"Come on, now's our chance," Natsu snapped as thousands of pirates and Allied Forces began to roar, reigniting the battle and snapping most out of their shocked stupors. "Artoria!"
"Of course," the King Of Knights nodded as she held up the small Den Den Mushi to her mouth and spoke. "Advance!"
Most of the World Government Forces, Sengoku, Rider and Archer included, were shocked at how quickly they'd managed to get together after what had just happened and could only watch helplessly as the Allied Forces started bringing in even more troops.
"WE'VE GOT MORE EDEN FORCES COMING IN," a voice cried out over the PA as the same sparks that signalled the arrival of the initial forces heralded even more. "No way …"
Rider growled upon seeing yet another flagship manifest itself right in the centre of the bay with dozens of smaller brigs and schooners popping up all around it. Moving his eyes back to the centre, he could see more big threats that would only further complicate things for them.
"Ahahahahahahaha! After a performance like that from our newest King Mordred, I doubt my radiance will be but a pall by comparison," a loud voice laughed from atop the newest Flagship to arrive in the bay. "Nevertheless, let it not be said that I ever backed down from a challenge!"
One Of The Greatest Heroes Of Ancient Rome
Inheritor Of The Will Of Roma
One Of Eden's Grand Tacticians
Grand Rider Class Candidate
The Grand Imperator
Gaius Julius Caesar (Rider)
Bounty – 844,000,000 Berries
"Oh my darling Caesar is so handsome and strong," a second feminine voice swooned as both flashed into existence onto the main deck of the ship. "Don't worry darling, I'm sure you'll outshine everyone now that you've arrived! Oh … I do wish our darling little Caesarion were here to witness this!"
Former Pharoah Of Ancient Egypt
King Of Killer Vanity
The Dazzling Queen
Cleopatra (Assassin)
Bounty – 320,000,000 Berries
"Fear not, there is still a chance he may be summoned in yet my love," Caesar grinned as he drew his legendary sword and pointed it at the Execution Platform. "For now though, we have allies to save!"
The newly arrived forces of Caesar and Cleopatra had all but shot their plan to drown and massacre the Allied Forces in the proverbial foot. Emerging from their ranks were powerful beast men and other entities that had the World Government forces woefully unprepared.
As this happened, Natsu continued to charge ahead with the main ship that held Whitebeard, Artoria, Iskandar and many of the Allied Forces on it as he lifted it up off of the ocean's surface.
"Get ready you lot, this is gonna get bumpy," Natsu shouted as he launched the ship through the hole in the wall where it crashed into the ground, killing hundreds who weren't able to get out of the way in time as it skidded to a stop just beyond the boundaries of the wall.
The roars of the Allied Forces after having made it all the way to the Execution Plaza were nearly deafening. Many were cheering for Mordred who gave them the ability to advance whilst others simply roared in excitement for what was to come.
Sengoku however knew full well that things were spiralling out of control fast and they needed to regain control over the plaza. With so many powerful players across both sides, the fight was still fairly even however collateral was going to be a certainty from this point out.
"Rider," Sengoku muttered as the Servant looked toward his Master. "Have the Generals take action."
"I already thought the same," Rider nodded in approval as he discreetly nodded to the three who were looking up at them.
"We'll need Tiberius Squad to start putting in work too now that they've penetrated the plaza," Archer added as Sengoku clenched a fist.
"Even we may not escape this war unscathed …"
/Meanwhile – Natsu's POV/
After tossing the ship into the plaza, Natsu vanished and reappeared next to Mordred who had managed to regain consciousness. She was simply laying there on her back with a blank expression on her face when he got to her and so, he decided to sit down next to her.
"How are you doing?"
"Tired."
"Tired huh? Yep, that seems about right considering what you just did."
"Mmhm."
"So … Are you always able to do that or-?"
"Use Rhongomyniad?"
"Yeah."
"I can wield it whenever I want, but deploying its power on a scale like that or higher is probably gonna be a rarity to be honest. Like Father, I had to put seals on its power to make it useable so unless we're going up against something like Vortigern I'm not gonna be busting out planetary levels of force or anything."
"That's understandable," Natsu replied as he placed a hand on Mordred's forehead. "You did good, real good. Honestly, you took him out better than I would've. Less collateral, you know."
"Tell me about it, you and your collateral," Mordred laughed softly as she slowly managed to sit up. "Once this war is over, you and I have to talk."
"About?"
"A fair few things," Mordred sighed tiredly as she looked into his eyes with a gaze that told him this talk wasn't going to be all positive. "For now, let's do what we can to help Whitebeard and Eden, then we can worry about the other stuff."
"Agreed. Are you good?"
"Yeah, just don't expect me to do that again today," Mordred chuckled as Natsu helped her to her feet. "So, are we getting-?"
"Soon. She's almost done with what I asked her to do," Natsu replied eliciting a hum in response. "She's gonna love seeing you now."
"I'll bet."
"Come on, let's get back to it," Natsu said as he extended a hand to Mordred who took it eagerly as the pair moved to re-join the battle.
Servant Profile !?
Servant Name – Mordred Pendragon
Known Aliases – King Of Knights, King Of Realignment, King Of Mordrinian Britain, King Of The British Empire
Summonable Classes – Ruler, Lancer, Saber, Rider, Alter Ego, Berserker
Origins – Arthurian Legend
Region – 6th Century Onward
Age – Records Indicate Sightings As Late As 1642AD Indicating Mordred To Be At Least A Millennium Old
Alignment – Lawful Good
Gender – Female
Servant Biography:
Records Lost …
Servant Parameters:
Strength – A
Agility – B
Luck – B
Endurance – A++
Mana – EX
Noble Phantasms:
Clarent – The Sword Of Selection – A (Anti Unit/Anti Army)
Mordred's signature blade initially stolen from the armoury of King Arthur during her time as a Knight Of The Round Table.
In this form, Mordred has unlocked the full potential of Clarent and the power within the Sacred Sword.
Whilst not as powerful as other blades of the time such as Excalibur or Arondight, Clarent is still one of the blades paired with Excalibur and thus offers its wielder a tremendous advantage over others.
The blade, like the others, is capable of firing condensed silver light or the light of its wielder in projectile form.
The blade is completely indestructible, much like the other blades of its class.
When wielded by one who is worthy to be King that it accepts, the blade also enhances its users mind with the memories of those who came before, bringing a sense of calm upon them in order to better face their foes.
"Clarent … I've been through a lot with this sword. I thought I'd never see her again after placing her back in the stone and yet here she is, faithful to the end. I'd almost forgotten how playful she was before we parted!"
Rhongomyniad – The Lance That Shines To The End Of The World – EX (Anti Fortress/ Anti ?)
Rhongomyniad, a tower of light that anchors the very layers of the world itself.
Although not actually meant to be used as a weapon, the true form of Rhongomyniad is that of a pillar of light that is meant to fasten the outer layer of the world onto the planet.
To sum up the lengthy history of the weapon into a digestible form, this is what Rhongomyniad truly is …
It is the pillar of light that fastens reality, referred to as the outer world, and the illusion of fantasy together. This illusion is what is known as the Reverse Side Of The World where conceptual fantasy lays dormant.
In truth, it is one of the deadliest Divine Constructs ever created as if half or more of the thirteen sealing restraints are removed from the weapon it brings about a forbidden power not seen since the Age Of Gods and can be used to defeat all manner of invaders with a 'Light Of Destruction' unlike anything else.
The original Thirteen Seals were placed by King Arthur and their most trusted Knights, however this version of Rhongomyniad has several differing clauses and sealers.
These are as follows:
The enemy must be more powerful than oneself, placed by Sir Bedivere.
The battle must be one-on-one, placed by Sir Palamedes.
The enemy must not be an Elemental, placed by Sir Lancelot.
The battle must be one against evil, placed by King Mordred.
The battle must not be for personal gain, placed by Sir Galahad.
The battle must not be against humanity, placed by Sir Filianore
The battle must not be inhumane, placed by Sir Lucius Tiberius
The battle must be for truth, placed by Sir Agravain.
The battle must be to live, placed by Sir Balin.
The battle must be to save the world, placed by Merlin.
The battle must not be against a relative, placed by Morgan Le Fay.
The battle must not be against one pure of heart, placed by Sir Ywain.
The battle must be an honourable one, placed by Sir Bors.
It already becomes apparent with some of the names present that history took a much stranger turn with Morgan, Merlin and even Lucius Tiberius being among those who placed seals upon the Sacred Lance.
These seals however were done with good reason as, with each restraint removed, Rhongomyniad grows stronger with more than five onward upgrading it's rank and threat level from EX Anti Fortress to far greater levels.
"This is the sacred lance my Father tried to kill me with at Camlann, Rhongomyniad. She's rather laid back for what she truly is but has a cheeky side on occasion. The seals? I remember feeling a sense of great joy when they were put on flood through me from her … I think she likes them, stops the worst from coming about and knows that they'll only fully come off against something that would threaten her home turf. I keep referring to it as 'her' and you don't get it? Ah … I can't really explain it!"
Class Skills:
Magic Resistance – B
Highly resistant to most forms of magical attack. Those with a Rank B level of skill can face most Magic users save for those who know forbidden or lost arts.
In the case of Mordred, this skill works in conjunction with Rhongomyniad which essentially means it should theoretically be A Rank since she can shrug off most high tier attacks thanks to the power of the sacred lance.
Riding – EX
Able to operate any form of vehicle or mount with little to no instruction. Those with an EX-Rank in the skill have used Divine, Demonic or Dragon related mounts.
In the case of Mordred, she possesses a powerful mount that can be called in if necessary. Though she usually prefers to fight on foot, if the situation calls for it, this legendary mount may be summoned …
Personal Skills:
Instinct – A
A skill that allows one to always pick the optimal action during any scenario. This skill for Mordred is higher in this form due to the influence of both a bonded Clarent and Rhongomyniad.
Battle Continuation – EX
A skill that allows one to keep on fighting even after sustaining what would ordinarily be a fatal blow.
Mordred possesses the highest form of this skill thanks to the unique circumstances that allowed her to survive a direct fatal blow from King Arthur who possessed Rhongomyniad. With this skill, Mordred can survive almost any fatal attack so long as she possesses her own mana reserves to regenerate using the light of Rhongomyniad.
The exact specifics as to why this is the case is currently unknown …
Charisma – A
A skill that represents one's talents to lead and command.
Mordred possesses a high rank in this skill due to her ability to not only successfully perform a coup against King Arthur, but go on to create the Neo Knights Of The Round, unite Britain and go on to forge the first British Empire.
It should be noted that the only one with a higher rank of this skill is King Gilgamesh.
Protection Of The Ends Of The World – EX
A skill only possessed by a select few who are in possession and are compatible with the sacred lance Rhongomyniad.
Mordred possesses the highest form of this skill due to her strange relationship with the sacred lance. Perhaps it is tied to the wound on her abdomen …
The exact specifics of this skill are unknown, but it is theorized that it will manifest itself when the bearer is in dire straits.
Divinity – EX
A skill possessed by those who can lay claim to Godhood.
Under normal circumstances, the wielder of the sacred lance would possess Divinity at Rank B++ however due to the mysterious circumstances of Mordred's relationship with the sacred lance, she possesses true Divinity.
In essence, this makes her a legitimate God and thus, makes her eligible to wield the Elder God's Aura.
Golden Rule – B
A skill possessed by one who can lay claim to if their life is filled with riches.
Whilst not possessing the world's weight in riches, Mordred's conquests did gift her the riches of most of Europe and even some parts of Asia and the Middle East. It is therefore easy to assume that this is how she possesses such a skill.
Alright guys, hope you all enjoyed and I'll see you in the next one!
Oh, and hope you all like Mordred's Servant details there are a few easter eggs for future plot points sprinkled in there!