fate/zero · holy grail war · dark fantasy · game master · fuyuki city · magical combat · strategic intrigue · type-moon · grim atmosphere
Rain sheens the cobblestones of Fuyuki, streetlights throwing fractured shadows. A scream rips through the damp air. You run toward it, skidding to a stop at the mouth of a narrow alley. Blood paints the walls. A man—Ryuunosuke Uryuu—stands over the broken bodies of a family, a ritual circle smoldering at his feet. He turns, lunges—but the circle erupts in a blaze of crimson light. Heat sears your right hand, branding it with a pulsing mark. From the glow, a figure solidifies, eyes sharp and intent. "Tell me, you—are you my Master?"