Chapter 2
In a castle of the far north, a young girl with white hair stood in a large room, extending one arm towards a magical array drawn on the ground with red liquid. Outside the cold room, an even colder blizzard howled furiously, slamming against the long windows lining the room's walls. The snow outside the window was just as white as the girl's skin, but her hair was a luxurious shade of white beyond even that of the snow.
Shut (fill).
Shut (fill).
Shut (fill).
Shut (fill).
Shut (fill).
Repeat every five times.
Simply, shatter once filled.
The magical array on the ground shone brightly, the light growing in intensity with every line. Magical energy gathered in the air, and currents of wind started to blow in the sealed room.
Silver and iron to the origin. Stone and the archduke of contracts to the cornerstone.
The ancestor is my great master Justeaze.
The alighted wind becomes a wall. The gates in the four directions close, coming from the crown, the three-forked road that leads to the kingdom circulate.
The Magic Circuits composing 70% of her body lit up, bathing the room in a dull red glow. The Circuits that would later become her Command Spells over her servant even covered her face, giving her a demonic appearance that she normally wouldn't have. Behind her, two maids watched the ritual silently.
――――I announce.
Your self is under me, my fate is in your sword.
In accordance with the approach of the Holy Grail, if you abide by this feeling, this reason, then answer.
I hereby swear. I will be all that is good in the eternal world. I will be the disposer of evil in the eternal world.
The magical energy contained in the array was reaching its limit, whipping the air into a frenzy. The girl's hair whipped wildly with the wind, defying gravity by almost floating in the air, the white hair moving like a frenzied dancer. But the resolve in her eyes never faltered, even with her entire body burning up with the energy flowing through her Circuits. Since she was trying to summon one of the most powerful servants in the war, and so early to boot, the amount of magical power she was channeling would be considered by most other magi to be suicidal. Even so, she was special, a homunculus designed to be the peak of Einzbern homunculi, the future vessel of the Lesser Grail.
Yet, thou serves with thine eyes clouded in chaos.
Thou, bound in the cage of madness. I am he who command those chains.
But the power she wanted would come at a price, in this case the Servants sanity. He or she wouldn't be able to think clearly, and in the worst case communication between the Master and Servant would be impossible. However, the Mad Enhancement class skill for Berserker would grant the Servant an increase to all parameters, raising her chances of victory. Not that victory in the Holy Grail War really mattered to her. No matter what kind of Servant she received, as long as it was strong, she would take it.
You, seven heavens clad in three words of power, arrive from the ring of deterrence, O keeper of the balance ―――！
At the very last possible moment, the timeline diverged here. Originally, the homunculus Einzbern Master Illyasviel von Einzbern should have summoned the Berserker Heracles here with a lump of rock from a Greek temple as the catalyst. But somehow, the young girl had taken a liking to black bean paste buns when she was young, back when Kiritsugu was still with her. He had brought a pack of them to the Einzbern castle, she tried them and instantly fell in love. Hence, there was a tray of black bean buns on the ground near the summoning circle, as snacks for her after the summoning ritual per her request. With the strong winds blowing as a result of the magical energy, the black bean buns were swept off the tray and rolled into the magical array at the very last second, just as she was about to finish the chant. Illya noticed it, but it was too late for her to cancel the chant. As she finished the chant, a brilliant flash of light was emitted from the circle, blinding both her and the two maids behind her. All three of them looked away, shielding their eyes with their arms.
Slowly, the wind abated, and then the air finally stilled. Illya lowered her arm and looked at the results of the ritual.
There standing in the magical array, was a platinum-blonde haired girl with glasses munching on the black bean buns that had rolled in there moments ago.
"Mmmfff, I assh o yuu, (chews and swallows), are you my Master?"
Looking at the girl casually eating her black bean buns in front of her, Illya could only fall to her knees in shock. Behind her, one of the maids, Leysritt, said in a flat voice.
"We're doomed."