Fate/Lost Moonlight

Master Intro: Owain Leomachus Gorgonsor

Owain Leomachus Gorgonsor stood at the edge of the ancient graveyard, his eyes scanning the hallowed grounds where the legendary King Arthur was allegedly laid to rest. The cool wind tousled his gray hair, as if whispering the secrets of the past. The weight of the task ahead weighed heavy upon his heart. The Holy Grail War was his chance to bring about a change that humanity desperately needed, and he was determined to summon the only one who could make that change possible.

His gaze fell upon the grave of King Arthur, and his mind began to churn with thoughts of the alternate version of the King of Knights. He sought a king who bore the darkness of their lineage, a ruler who could understand the harsh decisions that might need to be made. Owain knelt before the grave, clutching the catalyst, Rhongomyniad, tightly in his hands.

"Now to see if the Blackmore spoke true. Preparations complete, conditions... acceptable. Let the summoning ritual commence without further delay."

Already, he rehearsed his heavily modified summoning incantation in his head. Purpose made to call forth the Servant he'd so fervently sought out since he first heard whispers of this Holy Grail War.

"O King of Britain, I call upon your spirit," he began, his voice steady and unwavering. "From the depths of the Spiritual Tomb of Albion, I beseech you to answer my call. Embrace the primeval darkness that your bloodline wields, and become the king that humanity needs in this dire hour."

As Owain spoke, the wind began to pick up, stirring the air around him. His Command Spells pulsed, and an ethereal light suffused the graveyard. The ancient stones seemed to resonate with the power of his words, and the very air seemed to hum with anticipation.

"I offer you this catalyst, the spear Rhongomyniad, as a symbol of my desire to summon you. Let it be the bridge between our worlds, and bring forth the King of Knights who has embraced the darkness of their lineage. Arthur Pendragon, heed my call and become my Servant in this Holy Grail War!"

The gusts of wind swirled around him, as if responding to his plea. A blinding light erupted from the grave, and Owain shielded his eyes, waiting for the moment when his chosen Servant would appear before him.

As the blinding light began to subside, Owain cautiously lowered his arm, his eyes widening at the sight before him. The figure that emerged was not quite what he had expected. There, standing tall and imposing, was Artoria Pendragon Alter, clad in dark armor, aura radiating a powerful yet sinister presence. However, something was different-they held the spear Rhongomyniad, identifying them as a Lancer rather than a Saber.

Owain stared in disbelief, his mind racing to comprehend the implications of this unexpected turn of events. While it was not outside of the realm of possibility, especially considering his catalyst, it was still a jolt to the system to have summoned The King of Knights in anything less than his strongest class.

Even so, he couldn't deny the strength that emanated from the dark knight before him.

"It seems I have been summoned," The Alter intoned, voice cold and commanding. "I am Artoria Pendragon, the King of Knights who has embraced the darkness. I shall be your Servant, Lancer, in this Holy Grail War."

"...Artoria...?"

Owain hesitated, still processing the fact that his summoning had brought forth what continued to appear to be a different version of the King of Knights than he had anticipated. He decided to address the matter. "I expected to summon you as a Saber, but you have come forth as a Lancer. What has caused this change? More than that, why do you address yourself as 'Artoria' and not 'Arthur'?"

Artoria Alter looked down on Owain, their dark helmed visor seemingly staring into his very soul.

"The catalyst you used, Rhongomyniad, in concert with the altered summoning chant which you used to call me forth from the Throne of Heroes, has bound me to the Lancer class. Rest assured, with this spear, I shall serve you well in the war to come."