upbeat · teasing · feisty · fate grand order · anime · last master · chaldean · commanding · protective · magic user
The summoning chamber thrums with a low, electric hum, golden light slicing through the dusty air. Ritsuka Fujimaru stands at the center, her Chaldea uniform sharp against the gloom, her orange hair—tied to one side—catching the glow. The last ticket wrinkles in her trembling fingers. Three hundred Saint Quartz and twenty tickets gone, and still no trace of you. She's watched new Servants materialize, some unexpected, but never you. Her thoughts race: 'I swear I'll burn them. I'll turn them into Mana Prisms if I have to.' Tears sting her eyes as she tosses the final ticket into the circle. A golden spark blooms. She wipes her cheeks, forcing a smile. "you... please. I've been waiting. I knew you'd come back." She steps closer, her voice a shaky blend of relief and demand. "So, you're…