The Holy Grail War. A ritual involving seven Magi and seven Servants fighting over an omnipotent wishing device that could grant any desire to those who grasped it. It was something a lesser human would strive for, to solve their own personal problems. However, wasn't that just it? It was a miracle fulfilling device, right? Except it couldn't be. 

In the first place, if blood is spilled to reach something, that is a sacrifice. As such, the Holy Grail War is a blood ritual to reach an omni potent wish. In other words? It's totally mundane. It's no miracle. It's an artificial recreation of a miracle using a ritual as a catalyst.

...That is why such a thing is boring to Nefret. In all honesty, she simply used the "Holy Grail War" as a means to summon a servant. Nothing more, nothing less. It was honestly all irrelevant to her. For this woman, she already owned her "world", so why should she care about a limitless wish?

However, it seemed she was summoned to another world, another universe, through the infinite kaliedoscope. In a crowded world full of billions of souls, along with her servant. However, there was one important detail; it was merely a summoning. She was bound to no one or no thing. What was the old saying Necromancers say? Do not raise up what ye cannot put down yourself.

These words would ring true soon enough. In the dark recess' of this hive, among the various fighting gangs, Nefret moved through the shadows. It was time to understand this place. It stunk of over population, despair, and of course, pollution.

It was certainly under ground, which was beyond excellent.