ON HOLD The Warden class servant (fate X Servant male reader)

End of the world or is it?

Author note: here is the prologue hope you enjoy it.

3rd person pov

The white fortress of Weisshaupt was under siege as the darkspawn horde had stormed the fortress when the old commander had ran away, a group of wardens were trapped outside the fortress.
The sky was a twisted red and the clouds blocked out the sun the only light came from the burning towers of the once-grand fortress.
The griffon riders had fallen and the battle seemed lost but one man knew that humanity would prevail....whatever the cost may be.

This lone man stood atop the battlements of the highest tower of Weisshaupt watching the ensuing battle of his fellow brethren he was known as the witch slayer and as a former knight of the round table.
He was the warden commander of Britain and he had just taken the mantle after the old leader fled the battle condemning his fellow wardens to die.
His name was y/n Cousland father of Mordred and secret husband of Artoria Pendragon.

He watched as Dumat flew overhead after defeating Alistair and the Griffon Riders and throwing their remains onto the battlements. Y/n grimaced as he remembered having breakfast with him.

He heard a loud bang on one of the battlements and saw that an ogre had scaled the wall and was slaughtering the defenders.

(Ogre)
He started sprinting towards it and he jumped from the wall he was standing on with his blade drawn and aimed it at the ogre before striking true and piercing its chest its blood spew out as It died. A Hurlock tried to get the jump on y/n who dodged and took its head off in one clean slice.

He sheathed his blade before turning on his heel and marching towards the Armoury where he was greeted by his fellow wardens of the griffon's claws. He picked up his shield and equipped his helmet.