Saber felt himself fall, descending from the Throne of Heroes.

He felt the knowledge he needed to function in the modern world, and the knowledge of all the legends within the Throne impress themselves onto his mind.

He felt his spirit strike something hard, and his soul twisting and contorting in order to fill it, like a liquid being poured into a container.

And then, for the first time in centuries, Saber felt his lungs fill and his heart begin to beat.

He looked upon the man who stood before him.
"Are you my Master?" he asked.