Fate/Lost Horizon Volume 2 [ The Eleventh Hour ]

It has closed. It has ended. A life told, a story written, the first account inscribed upon the eventual collection.

Ferried away from mortal planes, the Wolf Knight's story has reached the eventual stop on its journey. The era of the sword has come to its end and a legend has been instilled among the many myths guarding humanity.

Ah yes, things have come to an end. The era left behind is only regarded in legend. Only accounted for in tales as the accuracy of such events are lost to history. The Dragons are bones, the bodies have returned to the ground, and any traces of mythical steel have either broken or been hidden amid the unknown: an armor lost, a shield shattered, leaving only a sword to rest upon a hill. All traces of a word called "Magic" have been reduced to define mere tricks.

Though fading like a decaying corpse, allow the past to be remembered, admired even, as though gone, it housed experiences that could only be made in the time it existed.

And, as one era ends, another begins. With or without its heroes, the world continues to march ahead. For as a chapter closes and a page is filled, the ink in the quill is refilled once more as -

Another story in the collection begins.

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[ The Fifth Holy Grail War ]

Upon stars are wishes made. In the vacant night do we hope for a miracles to come alive. The toll for hope is greater than the burden of a promise.

And before a war as vain as this one, countless come armed seeking to sacrifice their belief in offering towards the chalice which could grant any one of their desires: The Holy Grail.

Whilst for some, those who hang by the edge of their nails, does hope their only way to a miracle.

But in the end, it is all the same. Everyone who hasn't forgotten today seeks tomorrow. So without further adieu.

Let the war commence!

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