Between Worlds: The Lost Master in the Greek Realm

Everything in Chaldea was normal, and Fujimaru was going about his day without any major worries. Reports were up to date, Mash was training with some Servants, and even Romani had shown up for a coffee break. Everything was going smoothly, just like any other peaceful day.

But then, suddenly, while he was making a quick visit to the summoning room-just to check if everything was functioning properly-something unexpected happened.

A strange glow appeared at the center of the summoning circle. It was unlike any magical reaction he had ever seen there before. It wasn't golden, nor blue... it was a deep, almost black purple, as if space itself was tearing open.

Before he could even understand what was in front of him, a strong wind blew into the portal, pulling everything nearby toward it. Papers flew, crystals shook-and then Fujimaru felt his own body being pulled in as well.

"M-Mash!" he tried to shout, but his voice was swallowed by the roaring sound of the portal fully opening.

And in an instant, he was gone.

All that remained in the room was silence... and the faint purple glow, which slowly faded away.