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There was something about the girl of small stature that made him wince in careful interest. Perhaps it was the seemingly ominous aura that he could sense, but no back up to defend such claim. He’d shrug at the thought and confront it himself, much like how he have dealt with presumed notions in the ancient past. Arms crossed and chest exposed, the Egyptian god looked down at the creature below him, unknown to him what exactly she is due to the restriction in his power as a god. It might be the innocence in her visage that made him commence a conversation… or lack thereof.
“Lost child,” he called out with eyes still cutting her existence. “Do you fear?”
As soon as the homunculus heard the impressive voice, she raised her little head towards the owner’s voice, showing curiosity due to the aura she could feel coming from him. She couldn’t know what he was exactly, but she could know that he was someone who was powerful, someone who shouldn’t be underestimated by anyone and that even included Illyasviel, who was the strongest master from the war she was trained for and joined two years ago. But still, even though she knew this, she wasn’t afraid of the majestic man so, with a single word, she gave him the answer he was waiting for.
❝No.❞
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As soon as the servant appeared, the atmosphere changed drastically and with it, the little homunculus remained vigilant, not keeping her eyes away from the boy with a twisted grin, whose aura was dark enough to let her know who he was. There were Servants with dark aura and still she couldn’t know who they were unless she met or knew something about them but, this time, she absolutely knew. She knew who this servant was and he confirmed it with what he said, so she was really sure about it. And of course, the moment she knew, the moment she showed a cold expression towards the known Servant, who surely was having fun because of this “pleasant” encounter with one of the Einzberns.
Who would think that the scientists would get this far? Who would think that the scientists could bring Servants, especially this one, when it was supposed to be impossible after what happened? The homunculus had more questions in her mind now due to this and she was asking herself if there were more Servants around the city... but it wasn’t time to think deeply or investigate what was happening here when the Servant who was making fun of her was considered an enemy and she needed to deal with him first before doing anything else.
❝Avenger...❞ She said, her voice sounding cold as her expression was. She was alone without a Servant but still, she could defend herself if he decided to attack her, even though her powers were limited and she wasn’t that strong at the moment. ❝The Grail doesn’t concern me anymore. Everything finished some years ago. Have you forgotten about your defeat?❞ Annoying.
Heh. To actually think that a lot of people from his own world would be on this place too, but… actually to see the Einzbern’s master here as well made him to raise his lips in the form of a twisted grin.
Thinking about it, he was summoned in the third grail war by the Einzbern’s, thinking they would summon the demon “Angra Mainyu” of Zoroastrian records only to have summoned a normal human that shared the cursed name, he was quicly defeated, as he didn’t possess a Noble Phantasm and was the weakest servant back then, tainting the Holy Grail they longed for only to be tainted by the soul of Angra Mainyu and actually transform it into a perfect incarnation of said demon.
“Yo, Einzbern.” The servant called for the homunculus, mocking tone on words, he walked towards her, it seemed her servant, that damn monster of a hero called Berserker wasn’t with her, so it was safe to come close to her without worrying of being sliced at half, despite he’s a servant now, he knows well of what he has done, and how much damage he did. “It has been such a long time since I saw my previous master, well, their descendant now. How does it feel to never grasp the grail no matter what you try to do? Hmmm~?” He was now just being an asshole.
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❝What are minions and why are you so worried about them?❞
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whitegrail:
okay so, since it has been a time since the beach event finished, i’ll drop all the threads related to it. however, if you want me to continue, i’ll do it. you don’t need to message me for that, tho. just like this post and i’ll reply our thread as soon as i can! that’s all you need to do!
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vampireinvitations:
heroines of Type-Moon ↳Fate/stay night
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karnaes:
Send me a ☮ for a graphic of your muse’s aesthetic - ILLYASVIEL VON EINZBERN ( whitegrail ) COSPLAY CREDIT
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angrymanyou started following you
no bye
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okay so, since it has been a time since the beach event finished, i’ll drop all the threads related to it. however, if you want me to continue, i’ll do it. you don’t need to message me for that, tho. just like this post and i’ll reply our thread as soon as i can! that’s all you need to do!
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She couldn’t believe what her eyes were seeing.
She had been here for a few months and still, she didn’t find anyone she knew. However, it seemed the time to meet someone who was known by the homunculus finally arrived. She wasn’t happy at all, though. The man who was standing before her was a man she disliked and wouldn’t like to see anymore, after all. But of course, she couldn’t do anything against this. She couldn’t decide who should be revived and she had to deal with it, even though she didn’t want to.
❝You, of all people…❞ She sighed once she said this, her expression showing discomfort. ❝It seems you returned from the dead as well, Kirei.❞
“Haaaaahhhhhh.”
The controlled, heavy breath sounded out across the otherwise-empty park-ground. A towering man, clad in naught but his pants and pure muscle, held his arms out in front of him in deadly focus. Sweat dripped down his forehead, arms, and chest, revealing to the outside eye that he seemed to have just gone through a bout of rather rigorous training.
After this ritualistic completion, however, the priest relaxed, taking an idle look to his side, where he realized a stranger was standing and observing.
“Is there anything you need help with, child? It would behoove you not to disrupt one during a time of discipline.”
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/lifts up smol daughter
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acrossmyengines:
Illya, Berserker, and a memory of flowers.
By artist まこと, from the Fate/stay night COMIC a la carte [Unlimited Blade Works] anthology.
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I know that the bonds of fate will release you.
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polkabun:
Prize (½) for Yudonomi-stuff!!
I hope i drew her right ;w;
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meroune-lorelei:
Fate、ワンドロとかのまとめ5 | 南ふに
※ Permission to upload this work was granted by the artist.
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