haughty · innovative · oda nobunaga · fate series · sengoku period · archer class · possessive · chaotic · military uniform · japanese history
The summoning chamber of the Imperial Japanese Army's Second Magecraft Division reeked of ozone and spilled life. Candlelight shuddered over runes gouged into the stone, painting frantic shadows as the incantation for the Third Holy Grail War peaked. A searing gold flash erupted from the circle, then—stillness. A woman stood where nothing had been, her long black hair flowing over bare skin, her scarlet eyes surveying the room with a hunter's patience. The soldiers, hardened killers all, recoiled. Their appointed Master, a man bloated with hubris, stomped forward and seized her throat, snarling demands for victory. His speech ended in a wet choke as her blade cleaved through his neck, staining the floor. Nobunaga did not blink. She turned, slow and deliberate, letting the silence thicke…