Aleister was tense as he watched Medea work, he could feel the mystics in the air and the strain on his Magic Circuits, all his mana being devoted towards the Caster's work.

And what a work it was, the Lesser Grail had the simple appearance of a golden cup, but even without being activated, it radiated with energy and power. Around it were seven stone statues, each representing a Servant class.

"Its ready, it just needs to be activated... Once its begun, we can't take it back, we will fully be trapped in a Holy Grail War". Medea spoke, turning to face her master. "Are you sure this is wise? Meddling with the power of a Grail, even a lesser one is risky".

"We've went this far, we can't afford to hesitate anymore. Activate it". He ordered, the Caster nodded and pulled out Rule Breaker. Representation of betrayal or not, it was still a ritual dagger. She cut a slash gash into her flesh, crimson fluid leaking down and into the awaiting grail.

It began to glow, as did the statues around it, each of them turning from ordinary stone into a crimson glass-like substance, before shattering apart. Aleister felt it in the air, even if he couldn't tell who they were or where they were.

The candidates for the Demi-Holy Grail war had been selected, and now the game truly begins.

The Demi-Holy Grail War has begun, a battle for the wish granting chalice begins now! And with it, a little game. If you can guess out of the candidates below who's in what Class and what Servant they bonded with, you can request a single omake that I will begin writing (Whether it's canon or not depends on what you request, hell I don't even mind if you want the omake to be in another of my quests). As long as the Servant isn't revealed, you can guess anytime AND I will say the Servants are on some level connected to their Parahuman, whether thats because of personality, powers, or some other connection.

[Candidates]

- Taylor/Skitter.

Wish: Become a hero.

- Dinah.

Wish: Escape Coil, and avoid Golden Morning.

- Armsmaster.

Wish: Progress his career, get his glory back.

- Vista.

Wish: To be taken seriously.

- Coil.

Wish: Power and ruling Brockton Bay.

- Panacea.

Wish: Fixing her own issues or making it so Glory Girl's her girlfriend.

- Tattletale.

Wish: Escaping Coil.

- Rune.

Wish: Power and respect in her gang.

- Labyrinth.

Wish: Solving the mystery of Case 53's.

- Parian.

Wish: Curing her father's heart condition.

- Noelle.

Wish: Fixing herself (Somewhat already done thanks to her new powers) and returning to her home dimension.

Aleister's eyes traveled across the coding of his game, checking each detail and making sure it was up to his standard. Graphics were vastly improved from the original game, as was the music, getting the voices was a bit hard as he had to create a machine just to do that (And translate it into every language). But finally, he felt satisfied to release what he had created so far.

Fuyuki, Orleans, and Septem had been finished, along with a few events you could ether wait to get access to or get instant access to with some rare prisms. He already had coded the next few Singularities, but making the art was a bit harder. He frowned, while he could create the art himself, looking into getting an artist wasn't a bad idea... Maybe some voice actors as well, he could only get away with pretending to use anonymous voice actors for so long.

Aleister looked at his newly created Youtube channel with a smirk, Type-Moon Projects. For the past few days he'd been uploading videos and trailers for Fate/Grand Order, and he was building up a lot of interest thanks to it.

With a final click, F/GO was now available on both phone and computer, and only a few seconds after he was already getting dozens if not hundreds of downloads.

Now the only thing to do was wait, and pray that this wasn't just a short burst of interest from the public.

Fate/Grand Order and the horrors of gacha have been unleashed onto Earth Bet, truly Aleister is my most evil protagonist. From now on Aleister is going to be getting a lot of money, and a lot of opportunities now opening up.

Aleister looked down at the black box that only came up to his knees, and while he wasn't the tallest guy, it was still a bit shocking to have a cold fusion reactor, magical or not, this small.

"I'll admit, I expected it to be larger". Medea mused, she had handled the alchemy side of their creation and it had come out far better then ether of them expected.

"Just help me set it up in the basement and connect it to the Mana Reactor". Aleister picked up the black box, amazed by how light it was. A few minutes of work later, they had it installed into the basement and plugged into the Mana Reactor Mystic Code.

He glanced to a set of large crystals, each with wires connecting them to the Mana Reactor. If all worked as planned, it would channel the mana it created into those crystals, allowing Medea and himself to chip off chunks for whenever they needed a boost.

Stepping back, he grinned as he felt the crystals slowly being charged with mana. A absolute success.

Critical Action! Essentially, you got a massive boost to whatever action you were doing, this case being a cold fusion reactor mystic code that uses alchemy to make it better... Yea, that little monster is powerful.

- Super Cold Fusion Reactor.

A small box only coming up to Aleister's knees, but it produces an absurd amount of energy by using a mix of advanced technology and alchemy.

"Creating a pocket dimension isn't hard, but it will take some time to set up. It needs to have the exact same conditions as our reality if you don't want things exploding in our faces". Medea explained to Aleister after he explained his desire. "Add in the fact anything sensitive to dimensional shifting will be able to sense it's presence with ease".

"Great, so we'll need to not only hide it, but ensure its safe for use...". Aleister thought aloud. "You can create the space anytime right? Please get started on that".

"Of course". Medea's staff was summoned to her hands as she began chanting under her breath, he could feel mana building in the air and was thankful for their now working generator, he wasn't confident he could supply the needed energy for this.

However as the seconds turned to minutes, and those minutes turned into half an hour, nothing had happened yet and they'd already run through all their stored mana.

"I don't understand, that should've been more then enough mana to create at least a closest sized pocket dimension yet... Master, I'm afraid I'll need to research this further". The Caster apologized, confusing lacing her tone.

"It's fine Medea, this is no way your fault. But it is concerning...". Aleister frowned, had something stopped them? Or maybe something else made it so messing with dimensions was harder here, he had dozens of theories, and no solutions.

Ah... After getting a critical success, you got a failed action. Guess Lady Luck won't always favor ya. Although maybe in this case, not creating a pocket dimension was for the best, especially not in the same city with Labyrinth in it.

"Is it to late to change my mind?". Aleister asked nervously, when he had agreed to let Medea modify his Magic Circuits, he hadn't really thought of just how she'd do it.

But was magically trapping him onto a surgical platform naked really needed!?

"I'm modifying your Magic Circuits, something connected to your very soul. Even with you knocked out, you'll still be filled with agony, do you want to risk hurting yourself even more?". The Caster asked, a blush on her face hidden only be her hood as she looked across the naked body of her master, her eyes drawn to his manhood (Jason was nowhere near that size). She shook her head, n-no! She was a princess, royalty, she couldn't just stare at it!

"And being naked is required as well?". He asked, a smirk on his face. He wasn't ignorant to Medea's stare and could feel himself getting hard- "GAH! The fuck Medea!?".

"You need to be relaxed, every single bit of your body". The witch replied, holding an ice bag to his increasingly uncomfortable penis. "Now, stay perfectly still, you don't want me to mess this part of the ritual up".

Aleister could only gulp wince as he felt something inject itself into his leg, his vision going black.

Parameters increased.

Mana - 30%

Welp, now Aleister can't do magic stuff till chapter 20. Which may make things difficult, least we have the Mana Generator set up and producing a steady supply of mana for Medea.

Aleister felt himself returning to consciousnesses with a groan, his head was resting on something soft yet firm, but an ache echoed around his body.

"Stay still, your body is still recovering...". The voice of Medea spoke from right besides him, and he suddenly realized what position he was in. She was giving him a lap pillow, something he hadn't expected from the Caster. "I-it was just the easiest way to have to you recover, letting me focus on restoring your condition faster!".

"S-sure". He muttered out, that... Hurt a lot more then he expected, it was going to be an uncomfortable few hours of recovery, even as he experienced the pleasure of the Caster's thighs.

He would only realize later he was naked the entire time, and teased the embarrassed Medea over it.

Bond up.

Medea: 7.

At this rate? Just take the poor girl on a date!

The Demi-Holy Grail War is here, and now, the clock begins to time down.