Author's notes
Hi readers, welcome to my fanfiction about FGO and Blue Archive crossover!Side storiesare my side projects that focus on daily is exclusive, new content separate from the main story yet canon in this fanfiction.Side stories happened between the main stories without spoiling this fiction's plots. This side story takes place after Hyakkaryouran Chapter 1 (The main story has yet to catch up to that.)
(I can't be writing the main story solely all the time, that thing was really exhausting. It requires too much brain power.)
ENJOY!
Fate/Grand Order: Where All Miracles Begin, SCHALE
Side Story: Game Development Department and The Hero Party (1/3)
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Tok Tok Tok
My steps echoed softly against the pristine floor, the rhythmic sound almost soothing.
Strolling through Chaldea's quiet, labyrinthine halls, I found a rare moment to let my thoughts wander. Chaldea's atmosphere was always a strange mix of tension and serenity, like a heartbeat steadying before a storm.
Today was a serene one.
Lately, storms seemed to follow me no matter where I went.
Now that I could freely travel between this world and Kivotos—my workload had skyrocketed. Two roles, two lives: Master of Chaldea and Teacher of SCHALE. It was like someone had stitched together two entirely separate timelines, forcing me to balance their chaos.
Wait— Wasn't that my choice?
Thanks to Abby, connecting both worlds together allowed me to continue the Grand Order while taking care of my beloved students.Great power comes great responsibilities— The phrase hit me hard like a hammer... a hammer that shattered a glass into a million pieces. Yes, I'm that glass.
Do I regret it? Not at all.
On one hand, I was saving humanity, fixing Singularities, and managing an army of quirky, sometimes overpowered Servants. On the other, I was guiding students through their youth, protecting them from danger, and trying not to lose my mind when Arona updated me with another student drama.
My head was full of scattered thoughts when I rounded the corner and spotted a familiar figure.
"Master!"
A man's voice rang out as brightly as his radiant smile. I couldn't help but smile back.
"Charlie!— Hey!" I called out to him. Charlemagne, or I called him 'Charlie', strode toward me— his carefree aura instantly brightening the hall. Despite his radiant look and carefree personality, he was the King of Franks— The Holy Roman Emperor. Like usual, his black and white hair swayed smoothly as he walked, his blue eyes shone and glittered whenever light touched.
"Good Timing, Charlie!"
"Hmmm? Good timing? From you, Master— That's suspicious! Should I be concerned?" The young emperor laughed, teasing me like we were close friends.He didn't think I would just take him to farm embers right?
"Haha— Not yet." I replied with a laugh. "What's up? You seem in a good mood."
"Well, I could say the same about you." Charlemagne teased, crossing his arms. "It's not every day I catch you strolling around without a mission or a Servant dragging you into something. Normally, you're either wrestling with Singularities, hanging out with servants, or teaching as a teacher in that other world. What's the occasion?"
I let out a dramatic sigh. "Miraculously, no one's called for me yet. No emergency alarms, no tearful pleas for help, no servants ambushing me. I figured I'd enjoy it while it lasts—catch my breath for once."
"Wow, a free Master of Chaldea," Charlemagne said, mock-surprised. "Should I get Merlin? He might want to document this miracle."
"Very funny," I said, though I couldn't help but chuckle. The man probably be eating popcorn whenever I got caught in something. If I had nothing to do, he'd have gone spying on others already.
Suddenly, as I looked at Charlemagne's easygoing face, a thought struck me like lightning.
A little wavy black hair and blue eyes.
A young man in white armor with a cape, like a knight from a fantasy.
A Hero.
"Wait—Charlie!" I blurted out, both hands grabbed his shoulders. "Yes, It has to be you!"
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"Only you! – Charlie!"
Confused, Charlemagne blinked, startled "Wha— Master?! What's that sudden outburst? You scared me!"
I held his shoulders tightly, looking at him square in the eye. "Charlie, I need your help. You're perfect— Too perfect for this!"
"Help?" He tilted his head, bewildered but curious. "Help with what? Master— You're acting like the world's about to end again."
I grinned, already picturing how this plan would play out. "Well... the thing is..."
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"Sensei!"
"Hmm?"
Out of the blue, Aris called me.
The Game Development Department of Millennium was as lively as ever, their club room buzzing with the sound of clicking game controllers, and the audio SFX of video games. I wondered how the treasurer would react if she saw this...
Gently placed her game controller on the mattress, Aris turned to me with a serious expression.
"Sensei... When will you show us your real identity?" She blurted out, completely out of nowhere.
"..." I was stunned for a second. "Huh? What do you mean?"
Aris's eyes sparkled "You know, like how heroes always hide their secret identities? But it's okay—you don't have to hide it from us. We already know who you are!"
My heart skipped a beat. After the Phrenapates's parallel world invasion, I'd learned many students had seen a fragment of my past through some strange phenomenon tied to the ordeal completion. But they knew I was a Master already...
"What do you mean 'my real identity'?" I asked. "You've already seen everything, haven't you?"
Aris smirked. "Of course! You wore armor! A cape! And you had a sword too!"
"...?" I blinked with confusion. "Armor? Cape? Sword?"
"Yes! Are you a warrior? A hero? The chosen sword Hero?!"
With overwhelming excitement, Alice dived at me— Her eyes glowed so bright that one could see stars twinkling inside. Nonetheless, I didn't follow at all.
"Oh! I remember that too!" Momoi chimed in, scooting closer. Her twin sister, Midori, also followed eagerly.
"Yeah! Yeah! You looked socool!" The younger twin added. "Like a white knight straight out of a fairy tale— Out of an RPG game!"
My eyebrows furrowed. "Wait a minute— I don't remember wearing any of that. You must've seen someone else."
"No way!" Aris interjected, folding her arms. "He looked exactly like you!"
"Exactly?" I repeated, tilting my head in bewilderment.What in the world is going on?
"Yeah!" Aris said with certainty. "Your height, blue eyes, and that black wavy hair with a bit of white highlight. Oh, and he wasreallyhandsome."
"Handsome, huh..." I muttered, still trying to piece things together.
"And his aura!" Aris continued, her voice rising with excitement. "It wasbeautiful,like arainbowshimmering around him!"
As if time suddenly froze, all the pieces in my head started to put together.
Black hair, blue eyes, same height, same face...
White armor, sword, rainbow aura...
My mind clicked into place, eyes widened. With these descriptions, there could be only one person:Charlie!
"Sigh... I figured now, that wasn't me. He is Charlie." I groaned, pinching the bridge of my nose.
"Eh?" Aris tilted her head. "But he looked just like you though!"
"Yeah, you could be twins like us." Midori added.
I sighed again, exasperated but amused. "Trust me, that'snotme. Charlie— Charlemagne and I happened to look similar."
The three of them looked at each other, no— four if including the hiding Yuzu. They all side-eyes me in disappointment and disbelief. Why do I feel like you weren't believing me?
"That's disappointing." Aris said with visible discontent. "You don't trust us— We're in the same party, there must be no secrets between us."
"Wait— It really wasn't me! That was Charlemagne, not me!"
"It's fine, Sensei. You're a Hero, you need to keep your secrets— even from us..."
"..." Aris's down speech made me lose my words.
You owe me an explanation, Charlie.
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"We look similar?! No way!" Charlie laughed, his hand dramatically clutching his chest as if I had delivered a mortal wound.
"I know right? Of course, we don't!" I shot back, we ended up bursting into laughter.
And that's what happened that day in the Game Development Department. The misunderstanding made us play the game in silence for an hour, it took me a while to make up with the girls. Nevertheless, they still didn't believe we were different people...
"That's what happened that day in the Game Development Department," I explained as I regained my breath. "The girls wouldn't let it go. They kept insisting you were me, or I was you."
"Wait a second..." Charlie interrupted, still smiling mischievously. "I'd been a lot more popular with girls if I had your face and aura!"
I blinked, he certainly caught me off guard. "Wait—what's that supposed to mean?
Charlie grinned devilishly. "Oh, come on, Master. You walk around catching female Servants' hearts like they're Pokémon."
"Hah—says the guy with multiple wives and concubines!" I shot back, glaring playfully at the smug knight.
"Hey, hey, that was Karl der Große, my alternate side, not me!"
Our conversations were always fun.By the way, how did he know about Pokémon? Looked like Chaldea's recreation rooms must be packed nowadays...I thought to myself.
Suddenly, an idea struck in my head— a brilliant one too. No— acoolone, if went by Charlie's logic. My lips unintentionally curled into a devious grin.
"You know, Charlie..." I started, leaning closer. "The girls at the Game Development Department are really into hero stories, games, and knights— those RPG stuff. There's even one girl, Aris—who wants to become a warrior on an adventure herself."
Charlie's curiosity piqued as he raised an eyebrow. "Hmm? Go on..."
I smirked. "I think they'd love to meet a real knight. A real hero. Oh, and let's not forget—aking."
Charlie's eyes lit up with excitement. "Are you saying what I think you're saying?"
I nodded.
"Yep—"
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"You're coming with me to Millennium as a surprise guest."
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Author's notes
The prologue ended here! If you noticed, Ritsuka is a lot more chilled with servants (especially those like Charlie) compared to his students. As a teacher, he has to maintain somewhat a level of maturity. If you felt why Ritsuka vibe was different in Kivotos, it's my (writer's) intention. Side story like this is where the characters can relax!
Again, this side story happened after the Hyakkaryouran (Vol.5 chap 1)
See you next chapter!
