Seirei No Hai

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Ryte Vennschneizen (I ran out of commentary - Author-kun)
Core District, Ritz Hotel
Night

The whole morning, although while it was nothing but a bunch of dialogue between the Master that allowed her to stay here, the maid, and the cute trap, it was still important to remember what those words resounded in her head were.

It took her time to realize it, but she was chosen to be a Master of this Holy Grail War. She had heard about the Heaven's Feel Ritual from her late father as he had sent a few his familiars to spy on the Einzberns but to think someone else would copy the formula right here in France.

Of course, he was never invited and out of pure coincidence Ryte just happened to be in France to escape from her captors.

She remembered something about the Grail granting the Master status to those with a strong resolve for their wishes. Did the Grail perhaps learn of her wish to live longer? Her first Servant, the Caster: Moses, just died in hellfire all because he gloated. Of course the blame also lies with her for just carelessly using a Command Spell, which was also a valuable resource in boosting or restraining your Servant.

She is stuck with two and this new information crammed into her head? She will treat with the utmost care.

Ryte was busy getting dressed in her old clothes, washed and dried in the morning of course. She figured it was about time to expand new horizons. A new image meant a new her and the wish that waits ahead will not be given to her in a silver platter- No.

This dying girl has to earn it, she has to be careful not to lose another Servant or else she'll be handicapped for the rest of the War.

"Hm? Yeah, I don't mind having temporary allies. However... if the number of contenders dwindle..." The shy girl that was once the fearful Ryte seems to have slowly calmed down, now covering up both hands with black lace gloves. Sure it'll make anyone suspicious but it's better than just revealing her "red tattoos" to the public and getting found out. She was lucky that she was found by such a merciful Master and she'll have to repay her someday.

"...you should be ready to kill that Saber." She said right back in Honda's head wherever he was in spirit form with serious conviction like a switch just flipped in her head. Sure she was still nervous but it pays to act stonehearted and endure what's coming. No time to act like the youngest sister of three anymore. Perhaps even a girl like her has grudges.

The only survivor of a family. A wish just up ahead, blocked by several hard obstacles.

And her one wish is to transcend this decay and live like a normal human being. No one was going to stop her from reaching the "only cure".

@ItMeGritty

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Nobu In The Best Outfit Down This Post
Bois de Boulogne
Night

"Hah. Neat trick, doesn't scare me. I could always use a Jester. At least that's what the Old Western Kingdoms call fools here? Although I believe there were people that don't mind." SO says the great Demon King in an unusual attire. She's got to blend in somehow right? Make the people believe that they really are twin sisters from the Far East, although hers was too casual... too relaxed, like she wouldn't mind if someone attacked her here and now and she'd still be wearing whatever she was wearing.

"But if she is an acquaintance you know, a friend you already met before you summoned me into this War. I suppose her Servant isn't too bad either no? In fact, I like a little performance from a few warriors every now and then, it's not my right to say since all of us Servants are dead to begin with."

Nobunaga had to keep quiet so as to not give off the wrong idea unless asked to introduce herself to the other Master. Might as well get a name out of the other Servant too. Informational extortion is a good way to do things but since it's a risk with all these French people still dispersing, she'd rather wait until they were really alone to do... drastic measures of interrogation if they're stubborn in the Big Fool of Owari's eyes.

@floodtalon @Reflection @GreenGoat

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Oh dear sister... sleeping in again are we?

A singular voice spoke from the void which Ryte sleeps. A familiar voice, the voice of one of her sisters perhaps. It was comforting, soothing, giggling. It made her smile for a time...

...before a burning realization hit her, which allowed her to wake up in bed, lightly perspiring.

"Right... still dead." She shouldn't have gotten her hopes up. It wasn't the first time Ryte was experiencing such reoccuring dreams.

Ryse and Shyne
Core District, Ritz Hotel
Day

She didn't know if she alerted her guests. She was supposedly supposed to find Sanctuary today at the Church or to stay with them. She hasn't made up her decision yet and the Command Spells still vividly paint themselves on her palm. With a lazy wave and a yawned greeting, she sat on the nearest sofa and turned to Chii, Tenryuu and a kawaii onna noko someone else?

"O-oh. I didn't know you had other maids here, um...?" Ryte probably never introduced herself that night and she couldn't remember anything about Tenryuu mentioning her name which made her nervous as the clock winds down. "I-I know the other one is Chii, like you said but who's the other one?"

Oh that's right. She doesn't know.

@GreenGoat @Cu Chulainn

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Why Must You Torment Me So
Latin District (Arènes de Lutèce) → Accompanying Tenryuu
Dusk

"I'm finally safe. I'm finally going to a place where I won't be hunted down."

This was too good to be true, Ryte thought. Just laying in the arms of a total stranger that knows what she's doing compared to her. She could feel her eyes getting heavy, her bright yellow eyes dimming as she finally knew that what's waiting ahead is a warm bed and a cozy blanket for her to sleep in without fear of any of the rogue magi currently after her.

She thought her luck had changed.

She thought some semblance of Fate had come to bring her out of this.

Unfortunately for her, it was really too good to be true.

The smell of smoke filled her nostrils, invading it, disturbing the peace she had created in her mind. She woke up, now out of fear instead of her last-minute calm demeanor. She let go of Tenryuu and turned to the old cottage she stood in, only for her to look on in horror. The only things she saw as the cottage collapsed.

Was a very angry Saber and a downed Caster, her Caster, her supposed "powerful" familiar. She wasted her mana for this, she wasn't going to waste something as precious as him especially since she had overused it upon arriving here.

"No. No. Nonononononono. Why? I-I thought-"

She turned to Tenryuu, gripping her shoulders and kneeling down in front of her as she sobbed. "T-tell him to stop! That one was yours right? Tell him to stop!" Exclaiming like a little girl whose toy was being taken away. If Tenryuu wasn't going to agree to it, then she'll have to use a Command Spell on accident... again.

It's bad news if Masters are left with one. She bit her lip, a little too much as blood trickles down the side, slowly shuffling to the burning cottage just murmuring the Saber to stop and for the Caster to stand and come to her side. Her hand clenching into a fist as the heat she's experiencing was incomprehensible, it was hotter than any fire she stood near.

@Indra
@Cu Chulainn
@GreenGoat

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My Nobu Sense Is Tingling!
Embassy of Japan - (High Rise District ~ Arc De Triomphe) → Nobukara's Location → Hôtel-Dieu de Paris (The Core)
Dusk

Nobunaga was enjoying herself, taking big spoonfuls of delicious desserts in her mouth. Just as she was about to eat one, she stopped midway, like something just tugged on her head- her soul- her spirit core. Something must have happened.

She placed the spoon down, trying to communicate with her Master as she walked out without paying. It's a good thing that the place was populated otherwise someone would've called her out.

"Nobukara? Descendant? It's been way too long. Report."

Just as high commanding officer would to a low ranking soldier, she'd expect some report by now. Pacing her steps and speeding up just a little as she put on her most serious face, fixing up her stylish Bakufu cap and readied her sword to draw should she encounter any resistance.

"Master. I repeat, report to me what happened."

A click of her tongue, irritation. Something indeed happened. Was she captured? It matters not! For her, anything is possible if it meant destroying their entire base. In a lonely street right near the entrance to a randomly numbered arrondisement did the Demon King start running up a wall and onto the rooftop, leaping from top floor to top floor as nothing but a mysterious blur in the darkness, whenever she obscures the moon, it's more akin to a bat or a raven midflight. Even now she kept contact with her, not wanting to lose hope if the worst case scenario started.

"I'm nearing you right now. Don't worry. I won't let a family member die on my watch!"

She stands across the Penthouse Suite, on top of an empty building just in front of it. She could feel her Master's still presence there and without hesitation, leaped for it... several matchlocks just floating right next to her as she broke into the room of Roland's Master, Charlotte.

"MASTER!" She called out. "WHERE ARE YOU?!" she had to rummage the place, ransack it to the core and if some places were locked. She was going to destroy them with a shot of her matchlock. Sure it made a hell of a lot of noise but it was to get a family member in and out.

Some jewelry, some clothes, strands of blonde hair, strands of black hair.

She checked every nook and cranny of the Thunderthot's workshop until she made her way to Nobukara just sprawled out, unconscious on the floor. With a sigh of relief, she hoisted her up over her shoulder and gave her a pat on the back. "Should've been mroe careful Nobukara... let's get you to the infirmary!"

With a victorious shout, she let her floating matchlocks lay waste to Charlotte's room and anything she may have left behind as a trap. No one was going to harm her ever again. The only way to do this was to let this room be nothing but ash.

...

Nobunaga kicked open the hospital double doors, nearly knocking someone in the way of the emergency room. "Hello! Yes! My sister is gravely injured and we're foreign dignitaries from Japan!" She said, slapping the necessary credentials needed for them to confirm that they are part of the Japanese Embassy.

"I need her well and you're going to help her right now, do you understand?!" Aggressively slamming the counter, which nearly caused it to crack. Nobunaga demanded that these people help her or else everyone in the hospital had to suffer the same fate as Charlotte's room.

@floodtalon
@Crusader Lord

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All According to Keikaku
Latin District (Arènes de Lutèce) → Accompanying Tenryuu
Dusk

In a mess of sobs, tears and snots. The poor girl had heard the words of salvation coming from a complete stranger. The way that she honored the command of her Servant not to kill her Servant was enough to make the homunculus believe that Tenryuu could be trusted. With no hesitation, she grabbed the hand... gripping it tight as if someone had come to rescue her from all this chaos. Still sobbing and holding onto Tenryuu like a loving family member- a sister.

She didn't pay Caster any mind, she was too distraught to even notice him and the angry Saber at this point. She wanted rest, it was night and she didn't know what the hell she got herself into.

Let this little girl sleep tonight.

@Indra
@Cu Chulainn
@GreenGoat

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Snake! What are you doing?!
Latin District (Arènes de Lutèce)
Dusk

An offer for peace. Did her pity girl act work? With a sense of relief, she loosened the grip on the watery threads, instead her eyes beginning to water as finally, an honorable magus stands before her, and not the types who are greedily looking for ways to perfect their craft. Slowly standing from the broken wood, she stumbles- slowly apporaching Tenryuu with eyes of hope.

Then the wind shifted. Almost instantly, the Saber had appeared in front of her summoned Caster and his sword raised above his head. With a screech of pure fear, she clenched the fist with the etched Command Spells. The hooded man was her familiar right? After all he did come out of the circle, so obviously commands were in order.

In a panic, the first thing she would yell was:

"PLEASE STOP FIGHTING!" A shout so loud one could swear that her voice cracked just midway and without realizing it. Used a single Command Spell to stop Moses from humiliating the already-furious, raging Saber Servant and escalate it into something worse like the explosion-obsessed magus taking it the wrong way.

She was already crying. Please just... stop fighting! I wanna rest! Sobbing like a little girl in front of parents abusing each other. sorta gay if you compare it

'Course Tenryuu is free to do whatever, she was literally groveling at her feet just whining and sobbing for all of it to end. The question is: Will Tenryuu stop her Servant from counter attacking? She did just waste a Command Spell without realizing it unless it went over her head. The faded red ring on her hand should prove it leaving only two.

@GreenGoat
@Cu Chulainn
@Indra

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The Shogunate Demands Sweets!
Embassy of Japan - (High Rise District ~ Arc De Triomphe) → Patrolling the entirety of the High Rise District
Dusk

"Well, well. You're already showing such initiative! You remind me of Monkey when I first met them. Very well, go on, go forth! I will... Nobunaga studied the area around her. It was truly high-class, something was telling her about it, bothering her, screaming at her. And because it was the Nobleman's District in a way, she walked on over to an elegant-looking garden restaurant with what seems to be high-tier French cuisine.

"...act natural and stay right here so as to not attract any attention. Good luck." Nobunaga felt right at home instantly getting used to it as she tried to read what was on the menu and for some reason... could understand it. The Grail probably crammed all this information into her head before being summoned, nonetheless she decided to order some dessert. Not sure why, probably because carbohydrates help with fighting? But then she's a Heroic Spirit and that didn't make too much sense.

Or maybe she wanted to taste something really sweet after being dead for so long?

Presented with Crème brûlée and some wine, she decided to dig in with a simple teaspoon. Waving at her Master before she continued indulging in such delightful dessert.

@floodtalon

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Demon King Nobunaga Has Invaded Your World
Embassy of Japan - (High Rise District ~ Arc De Triomphe) → Patrolling the entirety of the High Rise District
Dusk

Leylines, huh?

Nobunaga had missed such a valuable calculation. She didn't know much about the magus community on her side of the World. She was too busy focused on the war that it had completely slipped her mind. Instead of admitting it like a certain King of Knights and accepting any kind of clumsiness, the Big Fool of Owari decided to dismiss her mistake and laughed almost immediately, audibly even which caught the attention of the security guard who was later minding his own business.

"But of course! Are the landmarks here not representative of that? Surely there are leylines under those big structures they made!" Speaking out of a completely random thought, her red eyes scanned the windows of glowing lights before she sat her eyes on an area where the Eiffel Tower was visible...

...well barely visible...

She walked over, opened the window and leaned out of it. Her gloved hand outstretched, fingers pointing toward it. "That looks like it could have a hidden leyline, don't you think? A big tower just showing its lights to the populace below. It's basically screaming: LOOK AT ME! I'M BRIGHT AND NAKED, TOUCH ME, CLIMB ME, LOITER ALL OVER ME!"

Completely out of random thought.

Then again Nobunaga wasn't completely wrong.

The complete fool recomposed herself, clearing her throat and turning to Nobukara with a determined smile. One that's sure to pump up an entire frontline army should she still have one.

She at least remembered leading three thousand of them at once in that one battle...

"There might even be one in this very district! I say we patrol the entire area first before we make way to the tall tower in the distance." Such is the great Nobunaga. Already preparing her sword and rifle at the ready, walking toward the elevator- to the exit- and out the nightly streets.

@floodtalon

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Stop Making Ryte's Situation Worse >=<
Latin District (Arènes de Lutèce)
Dusk

A thump came from the wooden floorboards of her shabby home. The man that was carried by her Servant has died. Out of relief, she had opened her eyes slowly, only to find that the hero she expected wasn't the one who killed him.

Instead it was something much more fierce, much more dangerous... much more...

Demonic

No words, no announcements. He just simply took out a "sword" and sliced his head clean off of the grasp of the wrapped man. His body writhed momentarily before it fell lifeless in the grasp of its scales. Was it over? She summoned two people? Two? With her badly decaying Circuits meant to last a month or less, she summoned two?

She opened her mouth to thank both of them only to have been stopped by another newcomer, the girl who seemed hesitant at first but showed resolve when another one arrived.

"I am Tenryuu Gensai! Face me honorably in a duel!"

She couldn't believe her luck. So was this just another test of Fate? Did this person only kill this man to get her hopes up only to shatter them with another invitation to fight?! Heartless! Cruelty! Then again, such is ignorance. She really didn't know what she was here for. With small tears in her eyes she just simply kneeled, clenched fists... as if she's holding thread.

...thread...

Yes. Thread. Something similar to guerrilla tacticians whenever they wish to set up mundane traps, was it the same with her? In the darkness it was a little hard to see, especially with the moon just glaring from the hills opposite.

"...please leave me alone..." she would warn. Sobbing slightly, her Command Spells were fully exposed to Tenryuu. It was obvious she's a Master but if she had an ounce of humanity in her. She'd see that the girl herself wasn't lying and that the clenched fists could mean a crushing defeat from her. "I'm already tired of running... so please..." she had finally recovered from her speaking. Sure she hacks a rough cough from time to time and her injuries feel like they hurt way more than they look. Her golden eyes just glared straight at Tenryuu's, her balled up fists just trembling for her to at the very least heed her request.

She could only look at the Snake-Man Caster beside her who seemed to be on her side as he didn't know who the mysterious armored intruder was. all she could learn from him was that he doesn't hesitate.

At all.

@Indra @Cu Chulainn @GreenGoat

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The Cinnamon Roll Has Been Saved
Latin District (Arènes de Lutèce)
Dusk

"Is this...?!"

The girl found herself coughing harshly, the man finally letting go of his grip and just stood in shock at a full human being summoned from the circle.

"N-no... that's not possible! You can't summon humans!" He said in disbelief, highly unaware that what he was currently standing on was part of the battlefield of an even larger war. Call him ignorant, call him stupid. I suppose that is all what most rogue magi are capable of.

The man fires Gandr shots in the direction of the mysterious spirit (Caster). All while the homunculus covered her eyes and shut her eyes so tight that all she wanted to be bathed in was the silence and eerie peace of darkness. She didn't want to know what's going on, nor she would know what awaits her.

...she wanted all the bad stuff to end...

...all of it...

@Indra

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Mini Nobus Not Included
Embassy of Japan - (High Rise District ~ Arc De Triomphe)
Dusk

Nobunaga blinked, the lights ever growing in the city, the last light setting and fading away in the mountains west. Out comes the beauty of night, a necessary shade that covers what's to come. She could feel her blood boiling from the fun that was about to ensue.

Of course, when her Master suggested they patrol the area, she sighed. "A double checking of the area is a sound idea. HOWEVER!" A counter-offer, by the Servant, no less. Slamming down the butt of her rifle on the marble floor to create a slight tremor no one would even bat an eye or talk about. "The thing about war, Nobukara. Is obviously to show who's out there that you're the most threatening thing to fear, to kill on this planet."

She stands up, the coat just billowing in style against her while looking down at the city below. "Did we not already tour in the morning? I have seen no one near this place yet at all and that really gets on my nerves." she looked to the people behind them, the embassy staff and the locals below. Even at night there are still some roaming around and they are still numerous. "Then again, they're not dumb enough to use these people as collateral. Even I'm not dumb enough to use them unless they are completely necessary." Yes. That would tarnish her heroic name, then again what was heroic about her in the first place? All she did was pick a fight, a bloody fight, a chaotic fight back in the Sengoku Period and back then every samurai, ninja, and shinobi wanted her head and those that worked with her. The very feeling of being hunted seemed to affect her greatly, like she had already accepted the fact that no matter what she did. She was going to get killed eventually.

That was the fun in her war after all.

"Mages such as yourself would rather live secluded or being hidden in plain sight when they summon strong Servants correct? Strong heroes?" Nobunaga walked up to her descendant. Despite the gap in age they were the same height funnily enough. "If that is the case, why don't we patrol the ENTIRE DISTRICT instead of this small borough?! No one knows we'll be in here, besides. If my guns hurt a Servant really, really badly then they're probably Greek or Roman or someone's character in fiction which makes them easier to kill! My skill is to count for that so do not worry, yes. Nothing to worry at all!"

Looks like a little bit of her disappointing nature just slipped out there. Then again, it did seem like she knows what she's doing. "If your complaint to my suggestion is sound, then it cannot be helped."

@floodtalon

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Mademoiselle In Distress
Random Paris Street → Latin District (Arènes de Lutèce)
Dusk

"Ahh... where did I go wrong?"

Raspy breathing, the click and clacking of shoes against the cobblestone street. The voice of a girl being chased, her arms and legs moving all they can to evade their pursuer.

Evil chuckles, taunts. These are things that are following her. Of course it had to be at sunset in a darkened street. A perfect place to dispose of a body.

An inhuman body.

"Why is no one helping me?"

These thoughts resounded in her head, clumsily turning a corner and lost a little bit of momentum before she nearly slid. Even though the pain in her soles became apparent with that sloppy turn, she kept running... running for dear life.

"You're not escaping me that easily, you broken doll!" The man's voice grew louder, which encouraged her to run randomly, erratically. She was scared. Passing through a still-lit lamp post, it was revealed that her arms had become steel before a dark cloak shadowed it to cover distance.

"Am I going to die here?"

Her cottage was in sight, an old... abandoned... rickety cottage where a few slimes stood guard. In her native tongue, she commanded them to attack, one charge and nothing else while she entered the door in a hurry.

Slimes surround the cloaked man, spitting sprays of acid which burned his cloak. Forced to remove it, he proceeded to dispatch them one by one. The sound of being squashed rattled her so much more.

The interior of the cottage had a single summoning circle, thinking it best to try and summon a soul into one of her slimes so it could last a few minutes with the rogue magus chasing her. She unconsciously held her hand toward it, the hand with the Command Spells.

Before she could chant however...

...the door slams open.

With an "Eek!" the girl stumbles on her words and lies on the cold hard floor.

"It's over, girl. Might as well accept your fate." The man held his hand toward her, a finger gun. She didn't know what he planned with that but since he was a magus, she was sure it was probably a magic spell ready to execute her in one shot.

"I... don't want to die..."

"Huh?" The man threatened, moving closer to her before he pinned her down by the neck. The finger gun he had placed was now replaced with his hand gripping on her throat. "Speak up, lady. I want you to yell it!" The man had every right to be angry. Her sister should have just killed the wife. In her rage, she killed the husband and child who were supposedly his friend.

She choked, incoherent words from her lips as she struggled but the man showed no respite. "I... don't... want... to die... please...!"

"Yeah? That's probably what he said before your own comrade decided to burn the house down! Suffer!"

Slowly, the silver on her skin turned to flesh. The light in her eyes suddenly blurring as she gripped his arm, trying to pull it away. If it meant anything, she was pinned on the summoning circle, bruised... bleeding... something that shouldn't happen to a pretty face.

"I don't want to see darkness. I've survived this long. There's no way I want to die here... if there's anyone. Anyone at all, please. Hero or villain, it doesn't matter to me anymore!"

"A-anyo...ne hel...p m...e."

@Indra

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Mini Nobus Not Included
Embassy of Japan - (High Rise District ~ Arc De Triomphe)
Dusk

"Yes! Truly something befitting a shogun! You've outdone yourself well for a descendant who looks almost identical to me! Follow my values and you too, will become named as a Hero of Japan like myself!" Nobunaga sounded pleased, very pleased in fact. Trudging around one more lap around the embassy's yard and halls. In fact, she's kinda jealous that something this aesthetically pleasing to the eyes didn't exist in her time. Well, no time like the present! She would say.

Of course, they're under the guise of twin sisters visiting France for eight days as Foreign Dignitaries. Whatever her Shinobi of a Master did to the man in charge, it worked under their favor.

Now she sits comfortably in the soft, plushy arm-chairs of the only known place that's still Japanese in the all-Western area that is Paris, France.

"Still, it's nice to visit one of the many Western worlds. I've adapted some of their techniques and strategies but I've never really experienced or indulged in their culture before. In fact, all of them speak a language I'm not supposed to know- yet! I suddenly know it! How convenient! Convenient indeed." Nodding in her chair, probably talking to herself. Some other dignitaries might think her passionate but a little bit crazy. "Maybe tomorrow I'd like a tour of this place. One day does not satisfy me! It doesn't at all!" Of course it doesn't... but that's just one of the things that excite her.

The real excitement is after hours, looking out the window as the lights in every French abode lights up. She smiles, almost wickedly. She knows that it's during this time... the fun starts.

"Hm. It's almost time. Nobukara, I'll allow you to choose our hunting grounds this evening."

@floodtalon

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Dying Mastah

Name: Ryte Vennschneizen

Title(s): The Dollmaker's Thirdborn, The Last Daughter

Gender: Female

Age: 11 (Physically 20)

Alignment: True Neutral

Rank: Count - Eldest Child

Objective for the Grail: "I wish- no... I want to live a longer, human life compared to my current one, or at the very least: something to stop the decay permanently."

Something that isn't hitting the Root and making a killing off your Clock Tower thesis/proposals. Ryte, the dying homunculus, and self-proclaimed last of the Dollmaker's daughters has zero idea that she is in a Holy Grail War. It was only because of her strong wish to survive, to live, that she was picked as a Master and candidate for the French Holy Grail's ownership.

Command Seal: Three rings bound together by a larger ring encircling them.

Personality: "Hello! Could you perhaps tell me where I am? I'm being chased you see and I want to know if this place is safe enough for me."

Friendly, polite, and honest when she needs to be. She's the ideal "Girl Next Door" that young boys would like to take out on a date at least once. She shows a slight strictness in her tone if the situation calls for it and is concerned for those she cares about deeply, especially towards the young and toward the elderly. It is also where she trusts too easily and why she has been chased out of her home and in other safe houses she's lived before coming to France.

For some odd reason, she can't force herself not to be skeptical of people. She is an open book, a girl willing to give a chance to those she meets and offers their sense of help. Besides, she can defend herself if things go south and escape when the opportunity presents itself.

She isn't very bright and is a bit forgetful of what she was doing when under stress or when working. All her focus tends to be on one subject and the rest of the information that isn't related to the subject is hit or miss. It is why she asks a second time and often persuades the stingy ones who would never repeat it to her just because she's a ditzy homunculus girl. Despite this light-hearted persona she wears, alongside it is a strong resolve and affirmation to her beliefs in morals. If she sticks with it, it's almost impossible to change her mind.

Bio:

Dollmaker History

World War II had ended and while he was a recruit for the Nazi Regime’s research division, he had retired without racing suspicion from the Russians occupying Berlin almost immediately after killing the Tyrannical Jewish Genocider, Adolf Hitler. The Vennschneizens were typically new to the magecraft world having perfecting their craft in Alchemy and the creation of Mystic Codes. Klaus Vennschneizen would be the Third Generation in their house, continuing their legacy up until settling down with a woman who knew nothing about their magical reality out in little Augsburg.

Klaus Vennschneizen and his wife gave birth to a baby girl, one he would let his legacy pass on while she was still young. Whenever his wife left for errands, he would always remain to take care of his child, teaching her the practice of Alchemy and filling her head with the various thaumaturgy and magecraft a single mage could practice whenever they have the time. Of course both members of the family passed it off as the excuse for science and naively, the wife believed them.

Nothing could have gone wrong of course… nothing… had the Association not get involved. The daughter, inspired by her father, Klaus decided to openly share the word of their craft, hoping to get fame and fortune for their average lives in Augsburg. Klaus was skeptical about the proposal as it is quite risky, should the public know that Mystery exists among them as well as showing the means to utilize its presence in the form of Magecraft, the less Mystery sticks around for them to work on. As usual, the Association caught wind of this and decided to eliminate the girl that Klaus had protected for so long.

As if matters didn’t get any worse, his wife found about her daughter’s death and blamed his “science projects”... the Alchemy that inspired her in the first place… and left him alone in the household. Klaus was depressed but not intensely so, sure he harbored hatred for the Association as they killed the latest in their legacy but he was sadder at the fact that his daughter never got to experience the world that she dreamt about.

No.

Klaus wasn’t going to let that despair win and take the easy way out of life, he began to dabble in the creation of homunculi, hoping to recreate his daughter in the form of real-life dolls. Klaus was a puppet maker during his childhood, surely beautiful, perfect-looking, human dolls wouldn’t be a problem right?

Wrong. It definitely was.

He had created three of them since his wife left, it was hard, it was time-consuming and it was certainly cost-heavy as he had to pay expenses for his necessities. They all look like his daughter, one that looks exactly like her, one who would look like her in a future that will never come, and one that looks like a younger version of herself. These three had imperfections but he didn’t throw them away… he loved all of them just as he loved his daughter, whether it was genuine or not… throwing them away didn’t seem like the right thing to do for him.

By the end of it, every experiment he had, every method he deviated from. There was no way to bring her daughter back unless he dabbled in the forbidden magecraft of Necromancy and even that was a cruel fate to someone resting in peace. He gave up, and with it... his life. Leaving his three daughters in the broken home with the Eldest- The First dying within the year, then came the Second after accomplishing vengeance for her "father's" wife leaving them. The Second was unaware that it had led the Association right back home.

The Last Daughter

Ryte was Klaus's latest and final project. She was created to look like her, molded carefully and slowly she was ready to be released into the world she was brought into from odd machines. First contact with her sisters and father, she responded normally but overtime the way she acted was unlike her late daughter. Yet despite this he still loved Ryte. It is during this time that Ryte had begun investigating Klaus’s original daughter, often asking him questions and looking through old photo albums. It ended up with the father crying and her comforting him in the end.

Her father took her own life as she developed various magecraft from both her sisters: The First and the Second as a means to defend herself as her father had already given into despair and took his own life. With the three of them running the house they were living in, they were okay for a short time until it the First's life begun decaying a year after their father died.

The tragedy hasn't stopped there. The sisters knew that no doctor can help them now, their father's notes state that his homunculi have at least ten years to live before they melt into the dissolved ingredients they were once before. As a parting gift, the First taught Ryte Transmutation and died not long after.

The Second's case wasn't as natural as the First's. Gaining wind of Klaus's wife, she had to go hunt her down and exact vengeance for leaving him in such a fragile state. She succeeded for the most part and discovered that the she had married into another magus family. It was because of this that the Second decided to kill their heir, their husband and the woman she sought after in the slowest way possible. Unfortunately for her, she was hunted down by a rogue faction they represented, her life ending in the middle of nowhere during the chase and a lead to where Ryte was.

Ryte was attacked at home, the rogue magi had arrived to take her out and hunt her down if she escaped their clutches. If she hadn't learned offensive Magecraft from her sisters, she would've been destroyed the same way. Having no way to find the Second's body, she took to defending the home from them. Barely standing, crippled, surrounded from all sides. Chaos was scaring her to the point of tears and instead of returning for the keepsakes, she left her only home out of cowardice.

She ran for days, months, years. The rogues on her tail her whole life, travelling to a multitude of places sometimes as a stowaway and sometimes as a passenger. For each safe-house she establishes, each time it gets attacked, ransacked, searched then burned. Ryte was given no breaks and for every year she counts, she knows she was going to die without accomplishing anything meaningful.

She stopped at Paris, France and took refuge in a sturdy, abandoned apartment room somewhere near the edge of the city. Her last safe-house and her last place of haven. A mossy, run-down apartment room that looked decent enough with a little cleaning but is uncomfortable for a girl of her plastic beauty to sleep in.

Perhaps she was going to die here, cold and alone and sobbing.

Or she was going to do something about it. A last stand.

Or maybe Fate had other plans for her.

Command Spells appeared in her hand, thinking it was a result of the decay, she was unaware of such a blessing in disguise. A blessing it may be but it is also a curse as several others with the same mark are also vying for the land and a cup wish.

Her struggle for survival ends here. Win or Lose.

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Magic Circuit Switch: Emulating the sound of ringing chimes.

Number of Magic Circuits: A

Quality of Magic Circuits: D

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Elemental Affinity: Water

Magecraft: Due to the decay that is currently occurring within Ryte. Constant spellcasting further increases the decay rate and could kill her off even before the Grail War ends on the eighth day.

General Magecraft
Basic magecraft that are essentials to a magus's skillset such as the creation of Bounded Fields, contracting of familiars, Reinforcement, etc.

I. Bounded Field (Pacification) - Most magi practice creating Bounded Fields to keep themselves out of sight of weaker magi and the local populace when conducting tasks in a workshop or when in preparation for a ritual. Ryte may be a homunculus but she is no exception to this matter. The creation of Bounded Fields to her is as simple as a snap of a finger, however she has mastered one variant: A Field that pacifies hostile emotions preventing fights from breaking out. While this doesn't do well for most offensive Servants, this does prove effective to combat familiars and lesser spirits.

Water Magecraft

Something she learned from the Second Sister, rather adapted. When it was her time to decay, she took the time to ask her for help on how her Elemental Magecraft works. However, since Ryte had a Water affiliation, the sister decided to teach her with spells regarding said element since all she needed were spells to defend herself from dying immediately from any rival magi.

I. Freischlar/Falle - Spells concerning the creation of "water bombs/traps" and the like. Ryte can set prepare pre-made spells that trigger when in proximity range and explode the same way a modern mine would. Only instead of a fiery explosion, the targets are greeted with something similar to acid where the skin gets peeled off if even a little bit splashed on exposed skin. Clothes disintegrate in splash radius as well. It's not enough to kill a magus, only enough to stun them with intense, stinging pain.

II. Lebenwaffe - Spells that create literal liquid familiars that are under the control of Ryte's consciousness. Water Magecraft that translates to "Living Weapons". These familiars can act as base guards or spies if they see fit. The best familiars she can concuct from this magecraft are slime-like organisms able to shoot acidic liquid or absorb nutrients for it to grow in size and can change its shape if ever Ryte wants to get a little imaginative.

Alchemy: Transmutation

A parting gift from the Eldest Sister. Ryte was able to adapt to Alchemy and although is not as physically capable as her. The sister thought that she might transmute the limbs of her body to endure against low-rank spells at least. The only metal she is capable of transmuting is Reinforced Silver.

Crest: None

Weapon: Mystic Code: Dollmaker ~ Nostalgia

A Mystic Code that comes in the shape of a copper suitcase that, when opened becomes a silo-like automaton that repairs skin tissues that may have been damaged during battle. However, while there were other Dollmakers when she was ten years younger. This variant seems to be a combination of the prototype given to her Eldest Sister and the stable one given to her Second Sister as it also seems to stabilize the Circuits from decay trying to creep its way into her Circuits for a little while before it returns in an attempt to defile it. It is because of this decay that this Mystic Code is vital to her lest her Magic Circuits get corrupted and render itself unusable and could spell a fatal mistake during spell casting.

The topmost part of the silo can detach itself and become something similar to what would be known as a modern day drone, while it doesn't do much compared to its silo form. It's enough for a quick pick-me-up.

Exceptional Benefit: Secured Leyline

NOBUNOBU

Name: Oda Nobunaga

Title(s): Demon Archer, Demon King of the Sixth Heaven, Big Fool of Owari, Conqueror of the Warring States, King of Innovation

Class: Archer

Gender: Female

Attribute: Human

Era: Sengoku Period (The Warring States)

Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Personality: "It cannot be helped!"

Haughty and self-confident, she possesses a flexible way of thinking that loves new things and is not bound by conservatism and common sense.

Nobunaga had worked vigorously towards the unification of the country, but her end came from the insurrection of a vassal. She shows no regret about that in itself, saying it was "something that couldn't be helped". Does not particularly have a wish for the Holy Grail, but it is very likely that, due her tendency for unusual ideas, she may use the Holy Grail itself to make some sort of mess

Character Objectives:

I. "To think I'm summoned to a place other than MY great nation of Japan? This looks nice enough. I might as well take it all in before I think of conquering this one."

Oda Nobunaga was fascinated with progress, innovation and the unknown- Mystery. So much so, that she's willing to understand it all and share it with everybody even if it's just a lay man's understanding. Foreign countries, nations... these things were new to her. A Holy Grail War in Paris, France will be one she finds most interesting as she learns about the cultures and how much technology has progressed during her death.

II. "I have no overt wishes, but when a call to War has presented itself to me! I should take it and lead my armies to victory, show those in my way the might of the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! ...wait, what do you mean I only have one trooper? Just my Master?!"

Nobunaga was one of the most renowned generals of Japan's History. While her wish was already fulfilled by someone else who succeeded her (all because of that damn Akechi-kun), she will not hesitate the call to War should her Master summon for a charismatic leader such as her. She will utilize all of her tactics and methods the same way she had during the Sengoku Period, betrayed or not... it cannot be helped. She will attain victory by domination or submission. She prefers the former.

Bio: The soldier of fortune from the Warring States Period, she was called the "Big Fool of Owari" (尾張の大うつけ, Owari no Ōutsuke?) in her childhood. She made a name for herself in the world upon defeating Imagawa Yoshimoto in the Battle of Okehazama. Responsible for the de facto downfall of the Muromachi Shogunate, Nobunaga had great influence during the closure of the long, turbulent war period lasting since the Ōnin War.

One of the first to assimilate western inventions and tactical concepts into the art of war, she wielded both a technological and economic advantage against her foes, with efforts focused on the control and development important hubs of industry and the establishment of policies emphasizing the promotion of results and individual merit.

Between 1560 and 1583, she eliminated many formidable enemies one after the other and even had the unification of the country within reach. Her campaign ended in Kyoto, at the temple of Honnō-ji, thanks to the insurrection of Akechi Mitsuhide. The one who succeeded her was her former vassal, Toyotomi Hideyoshi.

Weapon: Matchlock Rifle and Katana

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Parameters:

Strength: B

Endurance: B

Agility: B

Mana: A

Luck: A-

Noble Phantasm: E~EX

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Class Skills:

Magic Resistance - Rank B

Cancel spells with a chant below three verses. Even if targeted by High-Thaumaturgy and Greater Rituals, it is difficult for them to be affected.

Independent Action - Rank B

It is possible for a Servant to stay in the world for two days without a Master. However, this is the ideal value achieved by maximally conserving mana and avoiding battle and Noble Phantasm usage.

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Personal Skills:

Military Tactics - Rank B

It is tactical knowledge used not for one-on-one combat situations, but for battles where many are mobilized. Bonus modifiers are provided during use of one's own Anti-Army Noble Phantasm or when dealing against an enemy Anti-Army Noble Phantasm.

Charisma - Rank B-

Having B Rank in this Skill is sufficient to lead a nation as its Commander. The morale of military forces he or she commands is extremely high. However, because the rank is B-, there is an unevenness in its effect.

Demon King - Rank A

Distorting her abilities and appearance, Nobunaga is unique in that it was something she called herself in life, allowing her to receive its benefits without any demerits and activate or deactivate it of her own choosing. She can alter her appearance from being a small child to having a prominent bust.

Tenka Fubu (Innovation) - Rank A

It grants modifiers leaning more in one's favor the higher the opponent's rank in Divinity or Mystery or the more that opponent is a Heroic Spirit who is a guardian of the establishment. Thanks to it, Nobunaga boasts an absolute advantage over Heroic Spirits and Noble Phantasms with Divinity and Mystery. However, it has no power over Heroic Spirits of the modern era with little Mystery. And not only that, but the effects of her other Skills and Noble Phantasms drop accordingly.

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Noble Phantasms

Name: Three Thousand Worlds

Title: Three Line Formation

Rank: E-A

NP Type: Anti-Army

Range: 1~99

Maximum Number of Targets: 3000

Description: One of the Noble Phantasms of Oda Nobunaga. It is her famous policy, having dreamed about the unification of the country of Japan, and the "three lines of fire" strategy she is said to have employed at the Battle of Nagashino. It brings about three thousand arquebuses in her surroundings, and they fire volleys in every direction while matching the guns she holds in both of her hands. Affected by her "Tenka Fubu - Innovation" Skill, it is more dangerous against Servants possessing higher ranks of Divinity and Mystery.

As there was the "all too famous anecdote" of consigning the cavalry of the Takeda Army, the most powerful cavalry in the age of the warring states, to oblivion, it also displays a particularly strong effectiveness against Heroic Spirits possessing the Riding Skill, increasing its attack power against them. Against those with low Divinity and Mystery or those with a lack of Divinity, Mystery and Riding, the guns would act as "mere matchlocks." They can still be annoying for them to cope with, and with the volley firing of three thousand guns, it can still be a common threat.

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Name: Papiyas

Title: The Demon King of the Sixth Heaven

Rank: E-EX

NP Type: Anti-Divine

Range: ???

Maximum Number of Targets: ???

Description: It is the "True Noble Phantasm" of Demon King Oda Nobunaga, known as the destroyer of Shinto and Buddhism. Based on the burning of Mount Hiei and the other brutal deeds she had performed in life, it is a Reality Marble that makes her into a being that "holds absolute power against those with Divinity and Mystery." Upon its activation, it renders her nude as a visual effect, and the world, acting as the "accumulation of the fear and reverence that the people held for Nobunaga after death", materializes a scorching hell. Like her Tenka Fubu Skill, it is something that displays great power against those with high Divinity and Mystery, making it difficult for such Servants to even continue existing while in the space, and displays little power against those with low Divinity and Mystery, making the landscape "a tad hot" to them.