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Fate Fanservant: Red Riding Hood, Wayward Hunter of the Forest(Pretender)

Ascension Stages:

First Stage: Red Riding Hood’s iconic cloak, the outside a deep crimson and the inside a gleaming golden, rests on her shoulders, coupled with a white shirt and a black skirt. A pair of glasses is perched on the bridge of her nose, and a huntsman’s rifle hangs over her shoulder.

Second Stage: The rifle is replaced by a pair of twin woodcutter axes, and a pair of wolf ears now poke out from her head. Her hood is pulled further over her head in an attempt to hide these features, shadowing parts of her eyes. Red Riding Hood’s left arm is transformed to that of a werewolf’s claws, and her teeth are narrowed and sharpened.

Final Stage: Red has now taken the form of a massive white werewolf, towering over everything in sight, her mouth split into four parts and revealing a blinding white light within. In her hands is a titanic blade shining with the light of the sun, and on her head is a crown of four antler-like horns. Her red cloak continues to billow in the wind behind her.

Theme:

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Traits:

Class: Pretender, Beast

Alternate Class: Assassin, Archer

True Name(s): Little Red Riding Hood, The Big Bad Wolf, The Werewolf of Auvergne, Fenrir, The Beast of Gevaudan, Beast IV: R

Source: French Fairy Tales Norse Mythology, French Legend

Region: France

Alignment: Chaotic Evil Attribute: Beast

Known as: Blanchette, Le Petit Chaperon Rouge, Rotkäppchen The Beast of Ragnarok, The Beast of Rampage, The Monster That Heralds the End Times, The Beast of Childhood Fables, Mankind’s Fear of Wolves

Voice Actress: Inoue Marina

Deck: QABBB

Parameters:

Strength: A+ Endurance: EX Agility: B Mana: C Luck: D NP: EX

Passive Skills:

??? A:

A power granted to the one who lay claim over the dark forests themselves, yet one still unknown by Chaldea.

(FGO Effect:)

-Increases own critical damage by 12%. -Increases own damage by 250.

Independent Manifestation E(X):

A skill common to her class, Red Riding Hood's nature is to stray off of the set path she is meant to take, instead opting for the journey to take a more 'scenic route'. No matter who gives her the warning or how the tale is told, Red Riding Hood will always wander off the beaten path one way or another. As a result, it is incredibly hard for Red Riding Hood to be properly corralled into doing something without her either getting lost, getting distracted, or simply having horrible luck.

"Whoops! Where did the time go? Guess I should've listened to those instructions better, huh?"

In reality, Red Riding Hood's own flighty nature and unreliability is a facade, meant to lure those around her into a false sense of security. Whenever Red Riding Hood ends up 'getting lost', she is furthering her own goals as a Beast. As her ultimate goals are the collapse of all histories of man, she is immune to any type of temporal anomaly, and so long as a world has a fear of the unknown wilderness, she can manifest there.

(FGO Effect:)

-Increases own critical damage by 10%. -Increases own Instant-Kill resistance by 10%. -Decreases own mental debuff resistance by 10%[Demerit].

Basket Full of Goods B:

In almost every version of Little Red Riding Hood, the little girl carries a basket with her full of cake and sweets, meant to help her grandmother get better. It was for this reason that she entered into the Big Bad Wolf's forest in the first place, having been sent out by her mother to give grandma this gift basket. Even the Big Bad Wolf wished to consume of the goods once he learned of its contents, and ate the cake and wine after consuming Red Riding Hood and her grandmother.

As a result of the story being tied to that of Red Riding Hood's delivery, this basket serves as a pseudo-Reality Marble, granting Red Riding Hood the ability to pull out vast amounts of food and drink for herself or for others. This food has the remarkable property to rejuvenate and heal those who eat it, curing ailments or enhancing performance in some way. Red Riding Hood claims to have made all the food herself, but the actual proof of such has not been documented yet.

(FGO Effect:)

-If in First Ascension, recover a random ally's HP by 600 each turn. -If in Second Ascension, recover all allies' HP by 200 each turn. -If in Third Ascension, recover own health by 500 each turn.

Active Skills:

Gentle Hand Stained Red A:

Red.

Red is the color that has defined her. It has become her name, her sole means of identity. Few people know of her True Name, and even fewer even care to speak of it in favor of her title of 'Red Riding Hood'. From the wine and cake she brought to her grandmother's house, to the wolf's tongue that spoke of gentle lies into her ear, to the strange meat that sat in her grandmother's cupboard, to the wolf's insides after she swallowed her whole. Red was the first thing she saw after the woodsman pulled her out from the monster's corpse, and red is the trail her hood left behind on this world.

Red is the color of slaughter and death. Red is who she is.

(FGO Effect:)

-Increase Attack of all 'Fairy Tale' Servants for three turns. -Increase NP Gauge of all 'Fairy Tale' Servants for three turns. -Increases own Buster performance on 'Forest Battlefield' for three turns. -Increases own Critical Strength on 'Forest Battlefield' for three turns.

Hunter that Roams the Mountains C:

A talent acquired through years of hunting and exploring the mountains and forests of France. After exploring and understanding everything she could in the region, Red Riding Hood eventually became a peerless hunter that could survive any hardship and fell any creature that crossed her path. It mattered not what she found in her searches, she would always come out the victor. Any bear who thought they could eat her would crumble with one swing of her axe. Any rabbit who caught her eye would be shot dead by her rifle.

This skill includes knowledge of setting traps, tracking enemies, incredibly good hearing, maintenance for her weaponry, and all the other skills that are expected for any enterprising huntress. When on a forest battlefield, Red Riding Hood can only be outmatched by even greater skilled hunters such as Atalante, Orion, or William Tell. Naturally, in her native France, this skill's power increases several times over.

"And yet despite my immense talents, here I am, still needing glasses to see five feet ahead of my face... The Throne of Heroes really is a titanic mess of a place, isn't it..."

(FGO Effect:)

-Increases damage against all ‘Beast’, ‘Child’, and ‘Elderly’ Servants for three turns. -Apply Skill Seal and NP Seal on all ‘Divine’ Units, including allies, for one turn. -Apply Skill Seal and NP Seal on all ‘Prophesied Hero’ Units, including allies, for one turn(has a chance to stack with ‘Divine’ effect) -500% Chance to grant self Forest Battlefield buff for three turns.

Seeker of Glory and Fame:

The skill held by a Servant who dedicated their life to making themselves known in history. However, despite Red Riding Hood's pride in her talents, she does not have much in the way of desire for fame and fortune, leaving it unknown why she has this skill in particular.

Before being betrayed by the Aesir, the beast known as Fenrir desired to attain a place as a great figure of the Norse pantheon, to the point where he arrogantly accepted a challenge from the gods, letting himself be bound in iron chains to prove his strength. When the gods successfully bound him with Gleipnir, they jeered and mocked him for his aspirations, giving him the nickname 'Hróðvitnir', or 'famous-wolf.' Since then, Fenrir has borne a grudge against all gods for their actions against him, and when the time comes, he will break free of his bonds and wreak his terrible vengeance on all that lives.

For if Fenrir cannot make his fame as a hero of legend and might, then he will go down in infamy as a villain feared by all.

(FGO Effect:)

-Gain a large amount of Critical Stars. -Increase own Critical Star absorption for three turns. -Apply Guts to self(two times, five turns).

Noble Phantasms

Noble Phantasm: Le Petit Chaperon Rouge - The Blessed Hood of Gold and Flame

Rank: B Maximum Targets: 1 Range: — Classification: Anti-Unit(Self)

The titular Red Riding Hood that Blanchette wore on that fateful day, and the most recognizable part of her legend. In some versions of the tale, this cloak was spun by her grandmother from a ray of sunshine and enchanted to bless the young Red Riding Hood with safe passage. Due to the nature of the hood, it serves as a powerful deterrent against those with evil intentions and a defense against magical curses. The cape can also be used offensively, swung around to leave a trail of flame in its wake that burns those who seek to do her harm.

In addition to its use in combat, the cape also can be used as a form of disguise. By pulling the hood over her face, Red can alter her appearance to look like another person, blending in even among close friends. However, these disguises are not perfect, and those with strong enough perceptions or the ability to see through illusions will be able to realize they're being deceived very quickly. In addition, those who are close to the person Blanchette is disguising herself will be able to detect small holes in her disguise over time, even if those flaws are not readily obvious.

(FGO Effect:)

-Deal heavy damage to all enemies. -Decrease ATK for 3 turns to all enemies. -Decrease Defense for 3 turns to all enemies. -Chance to Stun all enemies.

Noble Phantasm: Le Grand Méchant Loup - The Monster that Waits Outside Your Door

Rank: EX Maximum Targets: — Range: — Classification: Anti-World(Self)

The Big Bad Wolf itself, the most infamous monster of fairy tales. After the traumatic experience at nearly being slain by the monster and eating her own grandmother, Blanchette became obsessed with it, over time growing into a beast herself, the Loup-Garou, a monster driven by madness and hunger, uncaring of who or what she slew. Such is the true nature of Little Red Riding Hood, a foolish young girl that became a monster after facing the awful truth.

As a Beast of Humanity, Red Riding Hood has become of a living embodiment of mankind's fear of wolves, taking on aspects of multiple wolves in folklore, such as the Wolf from Aesop's Fables, the Romanian Pricolici, the Inuit Amarok, and the Greek Lycaon. Among the two most fearsome aspects of this transformation, however, are the Beast of Gevaudan and Fenrir. The former was a wolf famous for killing and eating over one hundred people, becoming an infamous terror across the French countryside. The latter is one of the beings fated to destroy all things in the time of Ragnarok, slaying Odin and swallowing the sun itself. Combined with the Big Bad Wolf, Red Riding Hood essentially becomes a nigh-unstoppable force of gluttony.

When using this Noble Phantasm, Red transforms into an impossibly massive werewolf that towers over all, destroying everything in its path by merely breathing. Despite the monster's size, the greatest power it holds comes from within. Much like the stories, the Big Bad Wolf's hunger is insatiable, able of consuming anything and everything it pleases. This manifests as an entirely separate dimension within the Beast, where everything it swallows enters with next to no hope for a possible escape. Because of its size, it can eat nearly anything, from Novum Chaldea, to entire Singularities, to even the entirety of Proper Human History given enough time.

Noble Phantasm: Vargr Ragnarök - The Song that Sings of The End of All Creation

Rank: EX Maximum Targets: “All the better to kill you with.” Range: “All the better to reach you with.” Classification: Anti-Narrative

A secondary Noble Phantasm to Le Grand Méchant Loup, Vargr Ragnarök is a devastating ability that is the sister Noble Phantasm to Loptr Laegjarn. It is said that when Fenrir breaks free of his bindings, the end of the world shall begin, and the Age of Gods will be no more. So fearsome is the chaos and noise from Fenrir and Jormungandr's rampage that the heavens themselves split open. This prophecy manifests as a ferocious howl that can rend entire worlds asunder, driving those who hear it in a maddened fear as the very concept of Ragnarök is forced upon the victim's minds.

So great is this Noble Phantasm's power, it can conceptually force the idea of 'an ending' onto its target. As Fenrir's eating of both the sun and moon is the last event that will herald the end of the Age of Gods, when the Big Bad Wolf uses this Noble Phantasm, the very idea of 'the end' will be set into place, and the fall of this Noble Phantasm's target would be fated to happen, becoming a destiny that is next to impossible to overcome. Only a Noble Phantasm explicitly meant to defy the fates themselves could destroy the destiny that this Noble Phantasm sets into place.

Voice Lines (Red Riding Hood):

Summoned: So this is Chaldea? A land where heroes from all lands and all stories gather. To think a simple peasant like myself is considered important enough to be here... It's kind of humbling, I have to admit. Ah, where are my manners? Bonjour, folks call me Little Red Riding Hood. Well, I guess I'm not really 'Little' anymore, huh? Either way, I'll lend my axe and rifle to whatever purpose you need. Wherever the monsters are walking, I won't be far behind.

Summoned(Post-True Name Narration): ...heh. Kehahahahahahaha! Well, well, well, we meet again so soon, huh, Master of Chaldea? I must say, the facility looks none the worse for wear after I got through with it. Tell me, how're your little friends? Awwwww... Don't look at me like that, ma biquette... You look much prettier with a smile on.

Level Up 1: *crunch crunch* Mmmm... nice and sweet, but it's missing something, non?

Level Up 2(Post-True Name Narration): Feed me. C'mon. I'm starving!

1st Ascension: So this is Servant Ascension... I look good, don't you think? My body is stronger, my senses are sharper, all to make me a better Servant that can help you take down your enemies. Eh, you say there's something wrong with my ears? Hehe... All the better to hear my enemies, non?

2nd Ascension: What's wrong, ma biquette? You seem... nervous. There's no need to be afraid of what walks in the woods. I was, when I was a kid. Then I learned to pick up an axe. Monsters, demons, creatures that go bump in the night, they all have one thing in common. Not one of them is scarier than I am.

3rd Ascension: Hmmm... That feels nice. It's good to be able to stretch my legs and feel the sun at my back again. And I have you to thank for this, ma biquette... The Big Bad Wolf is at your service. I'll feast on whoever you order me to feast upon, break your enemies' bones upon my teeth, and swallow the world itself all in your name. And when all is said and done... I suppose you'll serve as a nice dessert.

4th Ascension: I don't know whether it's because you're that much of a fool or because you fear me... Either way, you've doomed yourself now, ma biquette. Locked in a room with the Big Bad Wolf. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide... Kehehehehe... How should I end your life? Should I tear out your throat? Shoot you in the brain? Maybe slice you to ribbons? Or maybe I should just swallow you whole! ... Hah! Just kidding~! There's no fun in doing something so obvious so easily. No, I have a much better idea... I'll let you look over your shoulder and wait for the day I eat you alive. Watching, waiting for me to make my move.... And when you break down in fear, the Big Bad Wolf will pounce on the foolish young Master, and Little Red Riding Hood will live happily ever after... The end.

Fight Start 1: Ohhhh…! Who’s that I see walking in these woods?

Fight Start 2: Damn, have I gotten lost again?

Fight Start 1(Third Ascension): Yes, yes, eliminate the enemy, I know…

Fight Start 2(Third Ascension): Well, what little morsels do we have here?

Skill 1: Hmm, hmm, hmm~

Skill 2: Let’s see what I’ve got here…

Skill 1(Third Ascension): Time to eat~!

Skill 2(Third Ascension): AROOOOOOOOOO!

Command Card Select 1: My, what big eyes you have!

Command Card Select 2: Oh, what big ears you have!

Command Card Select 3: Well, what big teeth I have…

Command Card Select 1(Third Ascension): Meat shall be eaten…

Command Card Select 2(Third Ascension): Bones shall be crunched…

Command Card Select 3(Third Ascension): Blood will be sucked up dry…

Noble Phantasm Select: The hunt has reached its conclusion…

Noble Phantasm Select(Third Ascension): Just in time for the feast…

Attack 1: Lock.

Attack 2: Stock.

Attack 3: Barrel.

Attack 4: Did you think you could outmaneuver me?

Attack 5: You walked right into my trap!

Extra Attack 1: You’re mine!

Extra Attack 2: Time to cut you open!

Attack 1(Third Ascension): Odin sought to bind me!

Attack 2(Third Ascension): Tyr chose to betray me!

Attack 3(Third Ascension): Sòl believed she could run from me!

Attack 4(Third Ascension): Nowhere to run.

Attack 5(Third Ascension): Nowhere to hide!

Attack 6(Third Ascension): THIS IS THE END FOR YOU!

Extra Attack 1(Third Ascension): AND YET, HERE I STAND!

Extra Attack 2(Third Ascension): AROOOOOOOOOO!

Noble Phantasm 1:

A gift, woven from the very rays of the sun themselves.

Given to a woman whose kindness knew no bounds.

Guarding me, protecting me from the evils that roam these woods.

Are you a villain or a hero? Let the Red Hood decide.

Le Petit Chaperon Rouge...

Noble Phantasm 2:

Stray off the path, to your own detriment.

For these woods have beasts roaming them.

And yet none are to be as feared as I am.

Fear me, monsters, for I am Little Red Riding Hood.

Noble Phantasm 3:

When you walk through the forests, be sure to greet me with a smile.

I shall return in kind.

An exchange of words, a bow to your partner, and so the story is set in motion.

None of us can escape our fates now...

And yet, I will still continue to try.

Noble Phantasm 1(Third Ascension):

Kehahahaha…

Tell me, little one, why have you entered my forest?

Have you gotten lost? Or perhaps you meant to find me all this time.

Either way, you’ve come just in time…

For the feast.

Le Grand Méchant Loup…

Noble Phantasm 2(Third Ascension):

Come, step closer, my dear…

Let me see you…

Let me hear you…

Let me embrace you…

Let me…

TASTE YOU!

Le Grand Méchant Loup!

Damage from Noble Phantasm: I’m sorry, was that meant to hurt?

Regular Damage: Tch!

Defeated 1: Hey, wait! This isn’t how the story goes…!

Defeated 2: Ghhh… I’ll put a bullet between your eyes yet…!

Defeated 1(Third Ascension): Grr… Don’t think this is over!

Defeated 2(Third Ascension): No… No, I’ll tear you to shreds!

Victory 1: That was a fun little detour, wouldn’t you say?

Victory 2: I wonder if I can carve anything off here…

Victory 1(Third Ascension): Kehahahahaha! It’s not enough for me! Come on, onto the next meal!

Victory 2(Third Ascension): Was that supposed to feed me? That barely qualifies as a crumb.

My Room Dialogue(Red Riding Hood):

Bond Level 1: Hey, do you have anything to eat around here? I'm starving... I haven't eaten in the last... Ten? Fifteen minutes? ...hey, why are you giving me that weird look? I'm a growing girl, ya know.

Bond Level 2: You know, it's quite nice around here, I gotta say. Reminds me of when I once spent a time as the wife of a nobleman. Hm? You don't know that story? Hehe, the long and short of it is, I spent some time in Auvergene region, and I settled down for a bit. It didn't last long, but it was a fun little affair. I'll tell you all about it later.

Bond Level 3: It's nice having the chance to sit and talk with you. You've got so much to bear, with the Incineration of Humanity and the Death of Proper Human History, but you still find time to relax and forget about the hard times. I feel a lot of people could learn from that kinda mindset. Who cares about how much is lost, and how much will be lost? You're alive, you've got friends with you, and you got food to eat. Hehe! Sometimes, nothing's better than just shooting the breeze, eh?

Bond Level 4: Thank you for taking me this far... I mean, I never expected that you'd put so much faith in me. I'm really just a kid from the sticks who picked up a rifle and chose to hunt. But that doesn't mean I'm gonna disappoint you. I know I've already made an oath, but let me say it again: I will take up arms, and whatever enemies the world sends here, I will hunt them down. This I swear to you, ma biquette...

Bond Level 5: This hood of mine... It's my entire identity, the totality of my own existence. Most Servants would probably hate the idea of their names being lost to time, but I don't think I mind it. My grandmother made this hood, wove it out of sunlight, and gave it to protect me. It's like she's always with me, even after she's gone. I wonder if she'd be proud of me now…

Dialogue 1: I hate being cooped up like this… Don’t we have any missions to do or something? Being stuck inside is the woooooooorst!

Dialogue 2: Hm? You want to know about my glasses? Well, my eyes were always pretty bad ever since I was a kid. Thankfully, it seems that manifesting in this era lets me correct that annoying little problem of mine. Plus, they make me look clever, don’t you agree?

Dialogue 3: Nggh… This damn hand of mine always starts to itch at the worst time! Damnit, why won’t you behave! *scratch scratch*

Dialogue 4 (If you have Cinderella): The Queen of Fairy Tales herself! I must admit, I’ve never been the company of royalty! Tell me your majesty, should I bow, or curtsy? Eh? I don’t need to do that? C’mon, why shouldn’t I if you’re supposed to be so important?

Dialogue 5 (If you have Pinocchio): The wooden boy himself… I almost forgot what it was like, being able to walk around without a care in the world. Heh, then again, I guess that’s why you fight, isn’t it? So little boys like him can be so carefree?

Dialogue 6 (If you have Dame Gothel): The witch of the tower herself. To think that such a feared and legendary villain would end up walking the halls of heroes and champions… Hah! Guess that goes to show that this world really is unpredictable!

Dialogue 7 (If you have William Tell or Atalante): To think Chaldea had such amazing hunters walking its halls! I almost feel kinda bashful having to match up to hunters like these!

Dialogue 8 (If you have Goldilocks): Eh? Oh, it's Goldie! Nice to see a friendly face here for once... Ya hungry? C'mon, let's get something to eat, I'm starving. Drinks on me, hey?

Dialogue 9 (If you have Nursery Rhyme): The childhood storybook herself, eh? I’m more particular to Mother Goose, myself, but I suppose she has her place here, too.

Dialogue 10 (If you have Scheherazade): The queen who told of 1001 Nights… I have to say, I admire her will to see her story through, even when faced with the spectre of death. I wonder what kind of stories she’d have to say about me…

Dialogue 11 (If you have Marie Antoinette): To think the Queen of France is a fan of my story to the point that she dresses like me… Hah! As a peasant from the forests, it’s kind of mind-boggling, to say the least!

Dialogue 12 (If you have Barghest): Ehhh… Master, I don’t want to bother you, but is it possible to keep me in a room separate from this one? She keeps giving me weird looks… I don’t think she and I are the kind to get along, to be blunt.

Likes: What do I like? Well, it’s hard to go wrong with a good meal. Something sweet is best, like a fine wine or a shortcake… But I’m good with anything, really.

Dislikes: Talking about the past is too gloomy for my tastes. All these Servants talking about their regrets and pain… It’s a lot nicer to try and look to the future, non?

About the Holy Grail: The Holy Grail, huh…? Infinite potential in such a tiny little goblet. …the things I could do with it. I guess if I had to pick one… It’d be to have dinner with the huntsman I met all those years ago. I don’t think I ever had the chance to thank him…

During an Event: Seems that a new hunting ground has opened up for us. Shall we head out, ma biquette?

Birthday: Happy birthday! Might as well break out the sweets, non? I hope you don’t mind, but I already ate some of them. …most of them. …all of them. Ah, well the main point is to celebrate another year of your life, isn’t it?

Profile(Red Riding Hood):

Default:

As far back as 10th Century France, among the most terrifying beasts said to roam the lands were bzou, better known as werewolves. Terror and fear of these monsters ran rampant across the continent of Europe, with wolves being seen as near-demonic entities that deserved to be destroyed. Out of this fear, the story of Little Red Riding Hood was born.

There have been many different versions of this story told by countless authors around the world. The first written version, and the most famous, was by Charles Perrault in the 17th Century as a part of his famous compendium of stories 'Tales of Mother Goose', which also introduced the trademark red hood she is famous for today.

Despite her being most iconic as a little girl, she instead manifests as a fully-grown adult, arming herself with two razor-sharp axes and a powerful hunting rifle to fell any creature that stands in her path. If asked why she has become a hunter, her response would simply be a wide grin and the statement.

"Because that man gave me the desire to hunt."

Bond Level 1:

Height/Weight: 215cm • 117kg/Bigger Than You Source: French Fairy Tales Region: France Alignment: Chaotic • Evil Gender: Female

"From this story one learns that children, especially young lasses, pretty, courteous and well-bred, do very wrong to listen to strangers, And it is not an unheard thing if the Wolf is thereby provided with his dinner. I say Wolf, for all wolves are not of the same sort; there is one kind with an amenable disposition – neither noisy, nor hateful, nor angry, but tame, obliging and gentle, following the young maids in the streets, even into their homes. Alas! Who does not know that these gentle wolves are of all such creatures the most dangerous!"

-Charles Perrault, 'Little Red Riding Hood'

Bond Level 2:

A fair and good-hearted girl, Little Red Riding Hood is one of the most famous heroines of fairy tales to ever live, only matched in her fame by figures such as Cinderella and Snow White. Due to her innocent nature and love of exploration, many people find themselves resonating with her in some way.

However, it is that same innocence that doomed her to be captured and eaten by the wolf, and it was only through random chance that she manages to escape thanks to the woodsman.

As an adult, Red Riding Hood has learned from her past mistakes. While still bearing a wide grin and a love for the outdoors, she is far more clever than she lets on, having killed many wolves who assumed that she'd be as easy of a victim as she was before.

Simply put, she is prey who has become an apex predator in her own right.

Bond Level 3:

Despite taking on the role of a hunter, Red Riding Hood does not like to talk about the matter of death. Her reasons for why tend to differ every time. "It's not fun to talk about those things, so why bother?" "It's not the time to focus on those dead and gone." "They're dead. What does it matter what they have to say?"

For Red Riding Hood, dwelling on the death and despair of the world is an errand left to fools. Why would anyone bother mourning over the dead and lost, when it's far more fun to rejoice over the fact that you're still alive? Why would you dare worry about the past or future when the present lay before your eyes? What use is it to focus on the dismal and sad when it's far more fun to just eat, drink, and hunt?

Yes, what is the point of living in a world of pain and misery?

Bond Level 4:

A red cloak, woven from the very sunbeams themselves, flows behind her as she walks through the forest. The leaves crunch beneath her feet as she swings around her basket merrily, blissfully unaware of the monsters at every turn. A fistful of flowers is clenched tight in her hands, a kind suggestion from a wolf in the forest. After all, why wouldn't her grandmother enjoy some nice flowers from the meadow? She can see it now, her and granny eating cake and drinking wine as they admire the flowers the wolf had found for her.

Raising her hand, she raps on the door, once, twice, only for the door to swing open slowly. For some reason, she feels a chill going down her spine, but she does not know why. Her grandmother's house is the same as it always is, and yet all the same, there is something terribly wrong. She peers in, and sees nothing but darkness, and hears nothing but a beckoning voice call out from the shadows.

"Shut the door well, my little lamb. Rest your basket on the table and eat. I know you must have walked a long way, after all. After that, come rest with me in bed and take off your coat. It's been so long since we've slept together, hasn't it?"

Despite the fear that gripped her heart, Red Riding Hood obeyed, walking into the darkness as the wolf's jaws tightened.

Bond Level 5:

"To think, it'd end up going this way... I thought I was so clever... But then he came in and caught me. Ah... Ahhh, what rotten luck I have... I guess this whole affair couldn't last for me, huh? Such a shame. It was a lot of fun, getting to roam around like this."

"..."

"...it's nice, though. Getting to see the sunlight one last time. It's so nice... So warm... I can feel it all around me now."

"Ah, Granny... I'm sorry that you had to be cursed with such a stupid granddaughter like me. If I'd only listened to you, maybe we'd get the chance to be happy together. Thank you, Granny... For everything."

Extra (Clear Interlude “World of Hopes and Dreams - Happily Ever After”):

The one who saved Little Red Riding Hood was no god or hero. He was no king or saint. No, her savior came in the form of a simple human huntsman, who came across her grandmother's house by mere luck. All the same, the huntsman saved her from being eaten by the monstrous werewolf, and for that, he was more great a champion than all of the Nine Worthies combined.

After that horrible day, Little Red Riding Hood was driven to be a hunter herself, taking up arms and becoming a wanderer of the forest in her own right. She never got the name of the man who saved her, and she never saw his face ever again, but the impact he had on her life was incalculable.

If she could have one possible wish to make on the Holy Grail... It would be to know the man who had saved her then, and then let him kill her.

My Room Dialogue(Post-True Name Narration):

Bond Level 1(Third Ascension):Oh? What, you wish to have a little small talk? Kehahahahahahaha! Isn't that a bit presumptuous of you? Aren't you afraid I might just get bored and make a meal of you? … *snrk* Yeah, right. Might as well get to know each other. I'm bored of sitting around anyways.

Bond Level 2(Third Ascension): Do you still insist on trying to understand me? Trying to peel back the layers and find out what kind of damaged person I am? Hah! If you consider that a fun way to pass the time, I won't stop you. But are you sure you'll like what you'll find in the end?

Bond Level 3(Third Ascension): Why do you continue to try and have conversations with me? Is it because you wish to know more about the Beasts of Humanity? Or is it because you don't trust me to be on my own? I wonder what kind of game you're playing at, ma biquette? What is your purpose in trying to talk with me...

Bond Level 4(Third Ascension): Did you ever consider that perhaps the bond we share is nothing more than a false reality? That the connections we share don't even exist to begin with? Perhaps you merely see me as another tool to be used. Perhaps I see you as another potential meal in the end. Does that make the time we've spent any less meaningful? Perhaps. Or maybe it makes it all that more important to carry. Regardless, the day will come when one of us leaves the other forever. Until then, why not enjoy what little time we have left.

Bond Level 5(Third Ascension): You know... You're such a tiny thing, now that I look at you. With one swipe of my paws, I could crush your body into a fine paste. With a single breath, I could reduce you to nothing but ashes in the wind. And yet here you are, staring up at me without fear, treating me as an equal... What the hell kind of monster are you, Master of Chaldea? Are you just a nascent Beast like me? Or are you a monster even worse than that... I guess only time will tell, huh? Kehahahaha... I can't wait to see what kind of hunter you become, ma biquette.

Dialogue 1: *crunch* *snap* …what do you want? Let me eat in peace.

Dialogue 2: Hey, do you mind doing something about the little fluffball? It seems my predecessor doesn’t like having me sit in his spot… If you don’t move him, I may just decide to have a snack.

Dialogue 3: Nnn? What is it? If you’re fine wasting your jaw about talking about pointless things, I may just eat it myself.

Dialogue 4 (If you have Cinderella): Ah yes, little miss Queen of Fairy Tales. Hiding behind a face of stoic calm and regality... But we both know that's just a facade. You're like me, aren't you? You're angry at this world... You want to lash out and scream against all the wrong that's been done to you. So, tell me... Why won't you? How can you sit there, so calm, so elegant, despite everything that's happened?! Huh?! Tell me!

Dialogue 5 (If you have Pinocchio): The little pilgrim made of pine... I'm sorry, but I don't think I can ever see the world through your little painted eyes. But it's nice to know, I guess. That some have the chance to have their eyes hidden from the horrors of the world.

Dialogue 6 (If you have Dame Gothel): Dame Gothel, the witch who haunted the fairy tales... A monster who lurked in tales told thousands of times... Aching for a chance to escape the narrative... Perhaps that's why she wanted to believe in me so badly. Or perhaps she just hates mankind that much. Either way, she was a nice pawn for me while it lasted... Though I don't think she'd like to hear that if I'm honest.

Dialogue 7 (If you have William Tell): ...no, he's not the same. But he's so close... No, forget it. It's nothing. ...hey, old man! Fancy a shooting contest? My rifle against your crossbow?

Dialogue 8 (If you have Sòl): Damnit... To think that you were hiding underneath my damn nose this whole time. Don't I feel stupid for not eating you alive when I had the chance. Still, I gotta admit, you're not as spineless as half the other gods in the Norse Pantheon. I suppose that I can't be mad at you for that.

Dialogue 9 (If you have Hans Christian Andersen or Nursery Rhyme): Oh, joy, the little brat is here to stare at me in contempt. I don't like having to be in the same room as you any more than you enjoy me, let me make it clear... I was denied my happy ending by people just like you. I intend to reclaim it however I so choose.

Dialogue 10 (If you have any ‘Sun-Related’ or ‘Moon-Related’ Servant): Oh, would you look at that? Lunch.

Dialogue 11 (If you have any ‘Beast-Class’ Servant): Oh? The Beasts of Humanity are here too? Wow, to think that my elders would all be here! Maybe we should have some coffee or wine and talk? I mean, I'd love to learn how you all can act so smug when you failed so badly...

Dialogue 12 (If you have Scathach-Skadi): The last surviving Aesir who lived through the Twilight of the Gods... They say she became the Lostbelt King, ruling over the remains of the lands as its queen. ...kehahahahaha! What a sad joke! A sad excuse for a mother goddess, outliving all her children! Though, then again, they were less 'children' to you and more like dolls, weren't they? And you were their master, desperately trying to play out a godhood that died long ago... I don't know whether that's funny or just sad...

Dialogue 13 (If you have Qin Shi Huang): You know, Emperor of China, I quite liked the way you handled your Lostbelt. Knowledge is something that can be a far too dangerous tool in the wrong hands. You keeping it out of the hands of your people was the right way to guarantee they wouldn't be hurt. The only criticism I'd have...? You should have kept it out of your own hands.

Dialogue 14 (If you have Atalante Alter): 'Guardian of Children', huh...? To think there'd be a Champion of Humanity with such a goal... Either way, it's too late for someone like me. I'm just a monster that folks like her will eventually slaughter in pursuit of those same goals...

Likes: What do I like… Well, to put it simply, I like winning. The feeling of catching my prey off guard… The look on their faces as I stand over them, ready to end their existence… The knowledge that I’ve completely fooled them all… Kehahahaha… Well, simply put, I don’t think there’s any better feeling.

Dislikes: Those who try and prolong the inevitable are just a pain in the ass, to be honest. When the story reaches its end, you’re supposed to bow out gracefully… Instead you have losers trying to cling onto their last few breaths as if it makes a difference.

About the Holy Grail: Everyone has a wish they want to make, and if they don’t, they’re lying to your face. I’m no different. As for what it is… well, that’s a bit personal, non?

During an Event: Oh good… Fresh meat! Kehahahaha! Well what are we waiting for! Time to hunt!

Birthday: Happy Birthday! Where’s the cake, huh? *smack* Ow! Fine, fine, I’ll wait…

Voice Lines(Beast IV:R):

Fight Start: Alright, I'll play with you for a bit. I owe you that much for helping me. I'm going to enjoy how sweet this dessert tastes.

Fight Start (Decisive Battle): No more games, no more tricks. Your life ends here. Your life ends now. You stand before the herald of Ragnarök, the wolf that sings of the end. Beg, scream, and cry all you like. It changes nothing about the end.

Skill 1: The crimson hood woven from sunlight.

Skill 2: The teeth that shredded through hundreds.

Skill 3: The jaws that breached Heaven and Earth.

Attack 1: All that lives shall burn!

Attack 2: I'll crush your bones between my fangs!

Attack 3: Kehahaha... Die already!

Attack 4: Come on... Break beneath my maw!

Extra Attack: This is the end of your story!

Noble Phantasm 1:

Kehahahaha... Ahahahahaha!

Do you really think you can run from me?!

Wherever you go, whatever hole you try and slink into, I will always find you!

The only ending left for you now is to enter a world where even death itself dies!

COME NOW, AND JOIN YOUR FRIENDS IN OBLIVION!

GLEIPNIR BRAUT - VARGR RAGNARÖK!

Noble Phantasm 2:

The wolf shall rise to swallow the sun, and ascend to devour the moon.

Tremble and quake before me as the song of Ragnarok is sung.

The end of all things has arrived, and all that is, was, and will exist will be rent asunder.

As all things crumble around you and fall to pieces, know that this is my mercy.

Gleipnir Braut - Vargr Ragnarök.

The time has come to say goodbye.

Damage from Noble Phantasm: Go on, thrash and scream. It makes no difference in the end.

Damage from Noble Phantasm (Decisive Battle): Why...? Why do you still resist?!

Regular Damage: How sad... Is that your best?

Regular Damage (Decisive Battle): This joke isn't funny anymore...

Defeated (Decisive Battle): No... No, the story's not supposed to go this way! This is supposed to be the end! How did you change it?!

Profile(Beast IV:R):

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Beast IV:R.

A conceptual manifestation of humanity's fear of wolves and the greater unknown that lies beyond their dwellings. A monster that has absorbed the identity of several other monsters in order to become a beast that exists solely to end human life. While the other qualifiers for Beast IV, Cath Palug and Tamamo Vitch Koyanskaya, are both animals that ascended to Beasthood, Beast IV: R is instead a mere human girl that became an animal out of anguish and grief. After losing her grandmother and consuming the flesh of the original Big Bad Wolf, Little Red Riding Hood has become a monster that hunts down and eats other monsters, humans, and anything else that lay within its sights, uncaring about the death and despair left in its wake.

As a Beast, the Big Bad Wolf embodies the sin of 'Ignorance', a monster that genuinely believes that only true happiness in this world can be found by refusing to acknowledge painful or uncomfortable truths, and choosing instead to hide within lies and innocence until the end of time itself, never exploring out of one's comfort zone and never choosing to embrace change. To this end, she seeks to achieve the ultimate stage of ignorance for all humanity by destroying all that exists until nothing but silence remains.

“Do you think that pressing forward into the darkness will make you happier? That trudging further along will lead humanity to a happy ending? No. The only ending is anguish and pain. The only path is torment and suffering. The only escape is through me. The only escape is for everything to end.”

Bond Level 1:

Unlike the King of Giants in the Scandinavian Lostbelt, who forcibly took on Fenrir's power by consuming the wolf's flesh, the connection between Little Red Riding Hood and Fenrir is an equal partnership, both seeking to end the world itself and consume everything in an insatiable hunger out of vengeance and anger for how they were wronged in the past. As such, Red Riding Hood has further access to Fenrir's powers than Surtr has, not only carrying the wolf's ability to grow impossibly large, but also harness the beast's powers over the sun and moon that it consumed upon Ragnarok, carrying power over blazing heat and burning cold. After the gods had betrayed his trust and imprisoned him within the chains, mocking him for his desire to be famous and loved, Fenrir is an entity consumed with nothing but the thoughts of vengeance and destroying everything the Aesir had made.

Alongside Fenrir's power, Red Riding Hood has also formed a union with La Bête du Gévaudan, an infamous wolf that tore through the French countryside with horrific results, killing over five hundred people and gruesomely maiming one hundred more. It is said that this monster was killed multiple times before the attacks finally stopped, and the memory of this terrible creature still persists long after its own demise. More than a mere animal, the Beast of Gévaudan is a monster that exists only to kill everything that lives and end human life.

Red Riding Hood is the third and primary identity held by this Beast, serving as the ‘face’ that speaks to the outside world and hides her true monstrous intentions underneath. As a young girl, she was lied to and forced to commit an unspeakable sin by the wolf. As an adult, she has become a wolf in her own right, and deceives all around her with lies upon lies, relishing in the chance to lord her own intellect and cruelty above others. After seeing the terrible things the truth can do firsthand, all she wants is to destroy any possible ‘truths’ that exist in this world and replace them with hollow, satisfying lies. A monster that exists by not existing, a state of being perfect for a fairy tale heroine.

Each of these creatures exist as separate identities, and yet they all are perfectly in sync. They all have identical goals to one another, and as a result, all of them choose to operate within one Servant container. Consequently, rather than being referred to as their individual names, they choose to operate under a single title: The Big Bad Wolf, the monster that haunts all childhood stories.

Bond Level 2:

A monstrosity who only exists to eat everything, leaving nothing behind but bones and blood, stalks the forest at night, leering at his latest meal. He walks up to his victim, coy and smiling, deceiving her with false words and empty promises. When the time is right, he lunges, swallowing his prey whole and relishing in her pain and sorrow. Eventually, a huntsman comes and fells the beast, and the child is freed, forever shaken.

A monstrosity who only exists to eat everything, leaving nothing behind but despair and emptiness, stalks the forest at night, leering at her latest meal. She walks up to her victim, coy and smiling, deceiving them with false words and empty promises. When the time is right, she lunges, swallowing her prey whole, and relishing in their pain and sorrow. Eventually, a huntsman comes and fells the Beast…

And the child dies, angry, afraid, and alone.

Bond Level 3:

The Beast's plot was crude, almost childishly so. After consuming the Wandering Sea, and by extension Chaldea, she tracked down the Last Master of Humanity into the Singularities she herself had set up, presenting herself as an ally that would end the scourge that was the Witch of the Tower, Dame Gothel. At the same time, she had filled the witch's heart with a false hope, promising that she would end her pain and loss from her daughter leaving her, if she helped her find the source of all humanity's stories.

The Beast watched with a smile on her face as she saw the two factions she had set up against each other battle it out to determine the fate of a humanity that was already determined, all the while choosing to disappear in the background as she worked towards her true goals of taking out human knowledge from its basest roots, consuming countless worlds as she traveled alongside Humanity's Last Master, all the while hiding the truth from their eyes.

When the time came for her to make her move, she stabbed the witch in the back with a manic grin, before revealing her true form for the Master to see. She bared her fangs in a wicked smile, filled the air with heat and wind, and revealed her monstrous true form, a massive werewolf whose jaws scraped Heaven and Earth as she swallowed all in her path. She looked down at the fools she had duped so easily, and laughed a wicked laugh, ready to feast on the little scraps of humanity that remained.

Bond Level 4:

Nega-Champion A:

A powerful and unholy ability not unlike that of Goetia's Nega-Summon or Tiamat's Nega-Genesis, this Noble Phantasm 'denies' the arrival of any great warrior or champion of humanity, repelling the forces of the divine and the just from interfering and making it impossible for those types of heroes to ever be summoned against her. The beast of the end times, Fenrir, was a monster feared and loathed by the gods, and a monster that slew the strongest god in the Norse Pantheon. The Beast of Gevaudan was a terrifying and unkillable monstrosity akin to a Demonic Beast that was ultimately defeated by a mere mortal man. The Big Bad Wolf was a horrible trickster who was ultimately defeated by a humble woodsman.

Paradoxically, this means that this Beast of Humanity is near-impossible for a Grand Candidate to truly defeat, as most, if not all of them fall under the category of great heroes or champions of some description, meaning they too would be repelled by Red Riding Hood's ability. Even if a champion could be called forth against her, nothing that they would do would have any effect, as if the Big Bad Wolf merely existed in another plane of reality., completely immune to their attempts on her life. The only type of Servant that would be able to challenge the Monster of Childhood would be a mere human, one who made their mark without the interference of gods or supernatural forces.

Simply put, this skill is one meant to deny any chance at achieving a 'happily ever after'.

Authority of the Beast A:

If Tiamat is the Mother of All Life who sings of a new beginning for all creation, Fenrir is the Monster of the End Times who heralds the fall of all that lives. While the gods jeered and mocked the wolf that heralds Ragnarok when they had safely bound it in unbreakable chains, the day when the shattered ties of Gleipnir echo throughout creation is when all things, living and dead, cower in fear. Even mighty kings are filled with panic and dread. Even gods fall to their feet and beg for mercy. All that has existed and all that will exist know instinctively that when the monster is freed from its bindings, the end of the world has arrived.

As her ultimate goal is the complete and utter annihilation of all of mankind from its very roots, the Big Bad Wolf despises its fellow Beasts Goetia, Tiamat, and the Alien God in particular, loathing their attempts to recreate humanity in their own image or to prolong the existence of doomed worlds. When the story ends, it is meant to end, nothing more, nothing less.

If they ever existed in the same time and place, her response would likely be childish taunting and rude gestures.

Bond Level 5:

As a story, Little Red Riding Hood embodies the very idea of childhood innocence and naïveté. A foolish young girl who strays off the path after being deceived by a wicked and cruel monster, and consequently has the world pulled out from under her feet as she is forced to see just how horrifying and painful life can be. Her life comes crashing down as the wolf's jeering words echo through her mind:

“You truly are a stupid little girl, aren’t you? You trusted me enough to lead me to your grandma’s house, you trusted me to take the long way home, you trusted me to strip down and remove your coat… You even trusted me enough that I could feed you your own grandmother’s flesh and blood.”

Even after the huntsman frees her from the wolf's stomach, the taste of her grandmother never truly leaves her lips, and the wolf's words never leave her mind. As her life goes on, that taste drives her further and further into a maddened hunger, desperate to experience it once again, to find the comfort of her grandmother that was lost that day and end the pain and despair that wracked her heart.

She doesn’t know when she first ate human flesh of her own free will, but she remembers the taste. Sweet. Warm. Gentle. For the first time since that night, she feels truly safe and happy. So she continues to hunt and kill, slowly becoming the very monster that destroyed her innocence all those years ago, a werewolf that roamed the French countryside and slaughtered countless innocents, and the child truly died.

At least, that's what the monster claims.

In reality, the little girl still lives, buried deep beneath the guise of a monster. She screams, roars, and shouts at the world, hating it for how it took away her grandma. Despising it for making her face the cruelty of reality. She will never forgive the world, and all she wants is to see it destroyed.

Her name is Beast IV: R, one of the Seven Evils of Humanity, and the Beast embodying the concept of 'escaping painful truths'.

Extra:

The story is always the same, no matter the time or place. The deep forests where her grandmother lived. The green mountains of Auvergene. The end of all reality where she faces off against Humanity's Last Master.

There is a wolf, there is a hunter, and there is a little girl that dies.

And yet, this time feels different. She does not feel fear or rage as her body falls. Not the terror of being swallowed whole. Not the fury of finally being punished for her crimes. No. Instead, as she looks up at the man who ended her life, she feels a comfort she hasn't felt in a long time. The figure of William Tell slowly vanishes, and in his place stands a different man. A man whose face and name has been lost to time. The man who reached out in her darkest hour and pulled her into the light.

She remembers a warm embrace as a little girl cries her eyes out in both shame and terror, a gentle hand comforting her without a word as the wolf's corpse lay at their feet, unable to hurt anyone else.

She remembers the man taking her hood, the last thing she has to remember her grandmother, and draping it over her gently. She pulls it tight around her, and the two walk off in the forest, hand in hand.

She remembers... a happy ending.

And in that moment... the wolf became a little girl once more, and a flicker of a smile flashed across her face. Despite everything, the Beast dies without feeling any pain, this one memory sending her off to sleep as countless stories throughout human history leave her body and escape out into the world.

Perhaps she never had her happily ever after... But she was happy all the same.