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Chapter 1: The First Master

Humanity.

Through the narrows of the Red Sea, the vast lands of Europe, and expanse of the oceans, humans have journeyed far and wide. Their curiosity and brave nature has led them through wars and space alike.

History made up of events, such as: A maiden's sacrifice signaling the end of a 100 year war in Orleans, France; the conquering of the seas by pirates and explorers alike, Fuyuki's Grail War, and even what most would consider myth like the Age of Gods in ancient Babylonia.

The Holy Grail, an omnipotent anomaly, capable of altering reality, bringing life into those of script and the past alike has been sought out and claimed by enemies and friends of humanity alike. However, in this instance... in a reality far removed from turmoil, the grail resides in what was once the sleepy city of Unisberg.

"Hey! Check it out! They got the newest game of Cario and Duigi!"

"That's cool, but are you sure she is going to come? I still have homework to do."

Pip and Tim, elementary boys await to see their hero, a woman of talent and beauty. The city of Unisburg, population of 22,004 people and a steadily sprouting hub for those looking for excitement, an occurrence that clashes with slow and steady foundations. People from all over, though no one knows where from, come for the spectacle of life there. A spectacle not even children could ignore.

"There! Here she comes!," Pip nudges Tim, rousing him from his dreary expression.

A Japanese woman no older than 30, with vibrant red eyes, and soft expression, calmly enters the local game store.

"Hello again Miss, your copy is already on the counter."

Jeff, the game store's clerk taps his post before positioning himself at the register. Pip and Tim stand in awe, drunk on their sights, they stand frozen.

"Thank you Jeff, and the potato chips?," says the woman.

"Ah, on the house, you did pay extra on that preorder after all. Say your hair is a bit whiter today, did you do something?," Jeff, a heavier set man, exerts himself bending down for a bag of chips.

"Yes actually, my housemate found a shampoo that goes well with the complexion of our hair. I'd say it worked out, for you to notice," the woman awaits Jeff to finish her order. Her demeanor full of pride and grace, befitting of one once a samurai.

Jeff rose back up with the chips placed onto the counter," Alright, and I'll just ring you up now... that'll be 60 dollars."

"And please, add another copy of the game for that boy there."

Jeff, "Sure thing."

Once the transaction was made, the woman collected her items, smiled at the children, waved off Jeff and before long exited the store. This was a common occurrence for her on the release of a new game, wake up, tend to her daily needs, pick up her game pre-ordered long in advance and for whoever's child who had sought their beauty, and then go home.

The white haired woman lived in a sizable three story apartment just outside the hustle and bustle of the central city. The very apartment she begins to enter.

Upon entry, her roommate, another Japanese woman with white hair held up in a spiral ponytail and pale blue eyes, stands in shock, yet another common occurrence for her. Musashi was always loud and or shocked about something. Whether it's food, their lover, their feats or the sky being blue, and so she stood there with her gaped mouth and wide eyed expression...

"Agh! Archer! Your hair is so shiny, it really stands out against the black of your horns!" Exclaims Musashi.

"I told you not to point out my horns, no one should."