Fate/Grandium

Arise from the Call

The sky fades slowly from orange to purple. The cool breeze blew calmly through the courtyard and the sounds of the land grew silent. Night approaches and the day moves onto tomorrow. 

Deep underground, beneath a quaint residence, lies a mage's workshop. Many scrolls and books were scattered around the room along with many old relics and artifacts. Words could be heard from behind the doors.

"Magic circle formed? Check. Proper materials? Check. Is the catalyst set? Yes. Preparations complete." The Holy Grail, the great wish granter of magi, and the gate to the Root. A battle royale for the Grail with only one winner to claim it. I've been preparing for this for the past two years, honing my skills and magecraft. Even this catalyst has been passed down from my family from generation to generation. An ancient Chinese wine cup, kept clean from dust and oxidization. 

I look to the command seals on my right hand. With a deep breath and firm concentration, I began the incantation of summoning my servant and put my right hand forward. 

"Head my words. My will creates your body. And your sword creates my destiny."

The summoning circle flashes and glows with light, the air thickening as the incantation continues on.

"If you head the grails call and obey my will and reason, then answer my summoning! I hereby swear that I shall be all the good in the world. That I shall defeat all the evil in the world."

An intense light emanates from the summoning circle. The feeling of heat erupts from my body. 

"Seventh heaven clad in the great words of power. Come forth from this circle of binding. Guardian of the Scales!"

The light from the summoning circle reaches its brightest point and a cloud of dust bursts in the room. I shut my eyes. Anticipation, nervousness, and a budding excitement emerge in my mind. What great hero will come forth? What kind of bond will we have as master and servant. The catalyst that was passed down to me, I wasn't told who it belonged too nor do I have the background around it.

The dust settles, the light in my small workshop flickers and dims for a second. Then a low voice piques my ears.

"I have heeded the call of the grail and your summoning. I ask you. Are you, my Master?"

(To be continued)

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A fan-made work of the Fate series. Some characters are original characters for this story and most belong to the Type-moon universe. Mechanics and systems also belong to Type-moon. 

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