Wishes… The concept of wishes dates back to the beginning of mankind itself. May it be good or bad, a wish is still a wish…
A mere concept made by mankind to boost their ego and motivation. These wishes they made is what made mankind to prosper to begin with, but these wishes of theirs is also the cause of much suffering.
We've seen the results of these "wishes" happening. The wishes of men to gain wealth; the wishes for technological advancement; the wish to gain more knowledge; the wish to end conflicts, or even the wish to cause chaos…
These are just some of the wishes that mankind has ever thought of; a better term would be dreamed of… Though can these "wishes" that mankind hoped for truly bring prosperity to the world?
Or could this "wishes" be the exact cause of a catastrophe unbeknownst to many that would lead to the world turning into the true meaning of chaos?
Love… Hatred… Hope… Despair… Peace… War… Order… Anarchy…
No matter what it is! No matter how good or bad! No matter how destructive it is to the world! Mankind's selfishness never ceases to amaze those who stood above and the Gods themselves are laughing up above seeing how these miserable creatures cause chaos just so they could fulfill their deepest desire.
The Holy Grail War, a war that makes mankind fight for their wishes; a war that brings their true selfishness to light! Now… I will show you a story about mankind's ambition colliding with one another; the wishes they dream of will bring light or darkness to the world.
"Medic! Someone call a medic!" The man shouted desperately. "Lass! Are you okay? Answer me!"
The man's voice rings to the ear of the young girl he was holding, the young girl slowly opens her eyes and sees the true meaning of chaos all around her.
The buildings around her are on the ground crumbled from the hand of war; planes were flying above the sky, flames enveloped in the buildings, and most especially the true trauma of war… Bodies… Male, female, young, or old it doesn't matter. What matters is that around her were neverending piles of dead decomposing bodies scattered around from the crumbled buildings.
Despite their lifeless state, you could see how some of them were brimming with life before this tragedy struck… Some died screaming from the hellish pain of war and some died hugging and comforting one another on their last day in life.
This exact scene; this exact trauma is photographed in the memory of this young girl who's desperately trying to survive just so she could never forget these people; the neighbors she had smiled with during her life and her perfect family are in her mind, she wanted to know why she's the only one who survived and why not them?
For her, her family and neighbors have dreams they want to fulfill which is opposite to someone like her who has no dream or goal in life. "Why me..?" She could only whisper as she stopped herself from shedding a tear.
"Thank god… Thank god… you're alive…" The man, who appears to be a soldier, cried as he hugged the young girl. He was tearing up from joy the moment he saw her speak. "I'm glad that at least a single person survived…"
The young girl teared up upon hearing what the man said… I'm the only one… I'm the only one who survived..? Why..? Why me?
"Hey Sensei!" The young boy brimming with energy jumped in joy as he saw his teacher going to the classroom.
The teacher looked at the young boy in annoyance, he tried to look at the young boy seriously but inside him he wanted to escape from whatever story the young man is about to tell. "What is it? I'm very busy at the moment, so keep it short."
"Okay!" The young boy shouted as he saluted in joy. "Listen Sensei, I heard that a strong magus has enrolled in the clocktower! I wonder if that magus is truly powerful!"
"An enrollee? You mean the daughter of the Fontaine family?" The teacher took out a cigarette and lit it, he took a smoke at the cigarette and opened one of the folders he was holding. "The Fontaine family, though the family is relatively new, it doesn't change that the current heir is talented despite her young age. Though fortunately, she will be a student in my classroom."
"A new member to the amazing El-Melloi classroom?!"
"Refrain from shouting Flat, I just woke up and I wanna be at peace right now."
"Sorry Sensei! But, I can't believe I have a new classmate! And an amazing one at that! I can't wait to tell Svin about this!" The young boy named Flat bolted out of the place in joy of what he had heard from his teacher.
His teacher, known as El-Melloi II, looked at the running Flat with a tired look and let out a deep sigh. "Gray."
"Yes sir?!" The girl with gray hair and who was wearing a hoodie beside him looked at Lord El-Melloi II, she immediately took out a pen and paper preparing to write whatever he wanted to plan.
"Before the daughter of the Fontaine family comes to the clocktower, let her meet me first in my office."
"Noted, sir." Gray replied as she wrote down on the paper about what Lord El-Melloi II said to her.
Lord El-Melloi II Looked at the folder of the daughter of the Fontaine family once again with a stern look in his eyes. "Colette De La Fontaine, despite her family being a relatively new magus family, her magic circuits are unparalleled to many… When I first saw her I could see how amazing of a magus she is… Her family specialized in animal magecraft, yet she mastered many types at a young age, not only that but she possesses an unknown mystic eye… And most importantly is that the clock tower chose her to be the representative of Europe… Looks like I'm gonna be busy from now on…"
"Everyone! Big brother has returned!" The young boy shouted as he ran to the corridor of the church.
The children looked at the running young boy with a smile on their faces and the nuns at the church could only let out a sigh as they saw the boy and everyone else running outside of the church.
"Honestly… We should teach these children to not run amok inside the church…" One of the older nuns said as she watched the children happily run around.
"It's okay sister Claire."
"Father?! You've finally returned." Sister Claire was shocked to see the priest of their church return. "How was the trip to Austin, Fr. Ryle?"
"It was fine…Like the other parts of the country, the war has taken a toll to Austin too..." Fr. Ryle looked at the window which had a figure of a cross on it. "To help the victims, traveling around Texas to spread the word of God can at least make the victims feel at ease…"
"Oh, I see… I pray for them to recover quickly." Sister Claire closed her eyes and prayed in sorrow upon hearing what Fr. Ryle said.
"Enough about my trip, it appears I'm not the only one who got back." Fr. Ryle looked at the door of the church and saw a man entering carrying some of the children in his arms and the others were around him in circles with a smile on their faces as they followed him inside.
"Jake, my boy!" Fr. Ryle went closer to the man named Jake and gave him a tight hug. "I'm glad that you've returned safely, how was your trip to Detroit?"
"It was fine, like the rest of the states it's been reduced to nothing. Seriously, you cannot even compare it to its past glorious state."
"I see… How about you Jake? I've heard in the news that the government is plotting something. Is it good or is it bad? Do you know something about it?"
"I'm sorry, but I cannot disclose any private information to anyone at the moment…" Jake looked at his right hand which was covered with his gloves, he stared at it in anger as he gritted his teeth.
"Jake? Are you okay?" Sister Claire looked at Jake worriedly.
"I'm okay Sister Claire, I just need to rest for now."
"Oh okay, I've already cleaned your room. Children let your older brother rest for now."
Jake went to his bedroom and laid on his bed with his arm covering his eyes, he looked again at his right hand and removed his gloves.
On his hand appears to be a red tattoo, he looked at it with pure disgust and he punched the wall with his right fist. "This mark on my hand… This mark or known as the command spell is proof that I'm gonna be the Master of North America… Why me? Of all people, why did fate choose me..?"
He covered his hand again with a glove and looked at his desk. On top of the desk was a picture frame of him and his family, on the picture was him, Fr. Ryle, Sister Claire, the other nuns and the children. "The Holy Grail War… If this war that the President is saying is truly true, then I'll do anything to win just so I can have my wish granted…"
"Big brother..! Big brother..! Wake up! It's time for breakfast." The young girl jumped on the bed of his older brother trying to wake him up.
"Just give me a minute…" Her older brother responded, still asleep despite the constant jump of the young girl.
The young girl pouted and let out a mischievous smile. "Big sister Haru! Big brother said he still wants to sleep!"
The boy woke up immediately upon hearing what his younger sister shouted, he looked around in his room in a panic and immediately jumped out of the bed. "Hina, why didn't you tell me that Haru would be coming?"
"Joke." Hina replied with her tongue out.
"Seriously Hina… You almost gave me a heart attack…" The young boy scratched his head and let out a sigh. "Anyway, wait for me, I'll get dressed up quickly."
"Okay!" Hina replied with a smile and left the room.
The young boy went to the bathroom near his bedroom and washed his face. As he washed it he looked at the command spell on his right hand and stared at it as he smiled while observing it. "I see… It's almost time for that…"
The young boy is named Kaito Hoshikawa, though living a lavish lifestyle right now it was not the same during his entire childhood. He looked at the command spell with pure contempt as he clenched his left hand with rage. "It's gonna start soon… It's gonna happen again, this dumb fucking war is gonna start again…"
War… It is the beginning of the story of these people fighting for their wishes, it's not an ordinary war but far more extreme than any war that has happened in history. You could say that this war that is happening right now is the deadliest war in all of mankind's history.
This war is what made me suffer… It is what made Hina cry! It is what killed my parents!
World War 3, the war far deadlier than every war in history… No even that is an understatement of this deadly war, even if you combined all of the war that has happened in history, WW3 is still far more dangerous and far deadlier.
After all, this World War is not the same as the other two World Wars…
"World War 3… It started because of the Holy Grail War… Two stupid maguses fought and got caught by the public, now everyone in the world knows of the concept of magecraft, the Holy Grail War, and the cause of the Holy Grail War— the mythical wish-granting artifact that the maguses fought for; the Holy Grail…"
Kaito looked at the mirror and there the reflection of his command spell reflected on his eyes. "Because of that, the world fought just so they could get ahold of the Holy Grail… It doesn't matter if they don't have these legendary heroes at their disposal, all that matters is they could get their hands on it…"
The maguses then had no choice but to accept their mistakes, but instead of fixing their problems some magus used this opportunity to side with a country who wants the Grail just so they could get it for themselves…
"It took a long time for the maguses to get ahold of the Holy Grail, which is why the war brought disaster to every country in the world, and when the clocktower finally retrieved the Holy Grail it suddenly disappeared without a trace…"
Kaito wiped the water on his face with a towel and went back to his bedroom to get new clothes. "Then, a mysterious mage appeared in the dreams of every world leaders along with the heads of the clocktower, he told everyone in their dream that a new Holy Grail War will start and that war will decide who truly have the right for ownership of the Holy Grail, but this Holy Grail War is gonna be unique…"
He looked at the giant map on his wall that displays the name of seven continents of the Earth, Kaito grabbed a knife that was hidden on his shelf and threw it at Asia. "The countries of each continent will work together to fight the other continents, it's gonna be a war that's gonna shape the world itself… And I, Kaito Hoshikawa, the Master of Asia, will represent my continent and help my people!"