Fate/Recollection

Chapter 1: The Holy Grail War

The whole room was illuminated by the strong red light that resulted from the summoning that I just realized. I was euphoric for the result, I understood what I was doing.

Eh? Do I need to explain it as well?

Okay. Now that I'm much more capable that doing so I'll do my best.

Before I do something else, I should be sorry for any kind of trouble before this moment. 

...

I wasn't certain in which circumstances I had been transported or brought into, but little by little I could at least recall that I was a magi. 

A person who practiced magecraft and dedicated its life to make it more and more powerful or helpful to their own area. I also know there's many kinds of them, even some are capable of replicating original weapons as their own projection...

But that wasn't the case to be talked here. We should be talking about how I ended up here. Most probably, for whatever reason I've been elected for my achievements in life to be a participant of this so-called Holy Grail War. 

Somehow I was given knowledge about this one, just the basics although. Masters and Servants fought each other with their skills as magus alongside the help of these heroic spirits, and the last one would be granted with a wish from this Holy Grail which would bring the winner anything they'd desire.

Right now, I was just about to meet the one that is going to be my own Servant. 

My tool to bring order to this battle royale that was going to happen around...

This place.

Mooncell, was it?

I still don't know where I am, but I hope to find as many answers as I can while I'm here.

No need to be doubting all the time!

I need to focus, Alfred!

Go! You can do it!

I thought to myself like that, it seemed that it was a habit I had.

Had to deal with it, huh? 

After feeling more like a proper person, with even clothes on that suited me, I decided to let the flow go and see what would await for me from now on.

...

An enticing sound could be heard after some seconds.

Certainly, a virtuous melody.

I could hardly notice which kind of instrument was being played.

But yes.

Those were definitely sounds emitted by a stringed one.

Those percussion additions as well.

A deep and relaxing oriental feeling clouded my mind, I closed my eyes as I decided to just sit on the ground and listen to it.

A feminine shout then interrupted the auditive show I was contemplating with just my ears, but it wasn't long enough until the harmonious song could resume.

The rhythm and notes began to change to those that would be only played by a prodigious.

All I could feel was peace.