Quote: The Holy Grail is a relic of great power, one that can grant any wish. However, it is not the only wish granter in mythology. In a time before the Holy Grail existed, there was Dagda's Cauldron. Like many times across many timelines, seven Masters and seven Servants are brought together to fight for the wish granter. Will a young boy and a warrior in black armor be able to defy the odds and claim the cauldron for themselves? Or will the weight of their own goals and promises crush them like insects? Table of Contents Chapter 1: A Moment Like Lightning * * * * * * * * * * To B ..read more

Table of Contents: Prologue: Out of Anarchy ..read more

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Fate/distorteD-disordereD In the prosperous Obaile City in Africa, seven people are invited to participate in an upcoming private Holy Grail War. Due to limitations imposed by the organizer, this Holy Grail War differs significantly from previous ones. Numerous mistakes were made during its construction and preparation, resulting in errors that became apparent when the war commenced. (If I make any mistakes, please let me know so that I can correct or retcon them.) - - - Updated - - - In a spacious dining room decorated with a blend of modern and antique aesthetics, seven people gather ..read more

"She had meant to return before this—years now, but she just hadn’t been able too. Too busy and too cowardly in turn. To finally return… seeking help—" Or Gray returns to Blackmore village almost ten years since the last time with a baby in tow. She needs shelter and a place to hide for a bit--and she hopes her mother can give it. But even knowing her mother did everything she could to save Gray from the ritual, that all the neglect and emotional abuse had been an act, doesn't make everything better. But it doesn't go as bad as it could have either. A Long Delayed Meeting Note: Spoilers ..read more

Hi, it's You. I was reminiscing about Deltora Quest with pinetree this morning, and mentioned the third book of the first series, City of Rats, served as inspiration for the first TM OC I made. This magus was made for an RP and happened to be a character in a fanfic I had written the same year, 2011. PA270 asked the for link . . . and I couldn't find it. It's a finished story, and one I thought I had published over a decade ago. How to introduce this work? Do you remember writing your first "real" TM story? The very first one you though no one else could have conceived. Maybe, it was a Grail ..read more

Fate/Phantonym Credence Molten Yolk in Dialectic Chalice | Tongues Afloat midst Veiled Shards | Words Sang through Broken Lungs It is unbearable and utmost cruel to live without a name. Named Ones have no hope to understand what shadows the Nameless must bring forth ablaze. The Headless Chicken writhes for eighteen months—but we human beings disintegrate against the harsh rays of light once the veil is removed without warning. The veil is a lie made of many threads: the soil from which we are made and the soil to which we may return. The World Egg must shatter and its yolk must be cooked ..read more

My Master once said that I was born in the wrong age. That my pursuit of the way of sword was a mistake, and will bring me sorrows. Heeding his words, I had vowed to follow the path of peace. A path of righteousness carried by gentleness. It was as simple as breathing. With that in mind, I had decided to follow through with a vile ritual that can plunge Edo into chaos with express intention to put an end to it, for it was evil. "...But that was the real mistake." My calling was, and always has been, to master the sword. With each swing, with each life taken during the ritual, I could fee ..read more

The countryside should have been nice this time of year. The rolling hills shone the fair green of spring grass after the last of the winter snow. Though a slight chill rose from the ground, the morning sun warmed the extremities. An old, cracked road stretched from the south and divided the land in two: on the eastern side was a shining sea of grass upon which herds of cattle grazed, leading to a row of white-topped peaks in the distance, and on the west side was a pine forest. The road wound around gentle hills and disappeared behind trees, yet one was not likely to get lost, for as long as ..read more

--- Fate/Antediluvian Hymn --- Equilibrium of Chaos and Order A Fate fanfiction by AndrosTC In the beginning, when the world was new And the sun shone bright with a golden hue A great architect sat under an oak tree's shade Contemplating what wonders his hands had made The verdant green of Eden pleased his eye And the sounds of life filled the air with a sigh A masterpiece of creation, a world so fair But he knew not what the future might bear As he sat in thought, a serpent sly Slithered its way between the leaves nearby Whispering words that set his mind alight "It's a great creation, b ..read more