Fate/Shibuya Order (MPC 67X, 49A) [Completed]
Oct 27, 2019 16:33:51 GMT
Post by Yuko Himura on Oct 27, 2019 16:33:51 GMT
MPC Name: And Now for Something Completely Different
MPC Number: 67X, 49A
Reward Requested: bits
MPC Number: 67X, 49A
Reward Requested: bits
“The Holy Grail War, huh…” Yuko Himura muttered to herself, all the while examining the dark red markings etched on the skin on the back of her hand, their intricate shape vaguely resembling an exotic flower of sorts. She was still trying to process all this new information she’d become privy to just this morning. Up until yesterday, she’d been but an ordinary, albeit troublesome high school girl, having fun breaking the rules, disrespecting the adults and hanging out with her two best friends. And now, she had found out that she was actually the descendant of a magus. That’s right… magic was apparently real!
The Holy Grail War was an ancient ritual taking the form of a competition, in which seven special magi called Masters summoned seven powerful familiars called Servants, and had them do battle against one another. The last Master and Servant pair standing were awarded the Holy Grail, an artifact of immense power that was said to be able to grant any one wish. The last war had taken place in the Japanese town of Fuyuki… or so Yuko had heard. Information on the ritual itself was rather scarce. Apparently magi had taken the Harry Potter approach in keeping the existence of magecraft under wraps, in order to protect the general public. Or possibly themselves…
That certainly would explain all of the strange things happening in Shibuya lately; Mysterious phenomena, mass kidnappings and large-scale destruction of property, to name but a few. Servants were beings said to possess superhuman strength. If a new Holy Grail War was taking place in Shibuya, they were more than capable of causing this much damage and even leveling the entire city to the ground if left unchecked. Luckily, there was some level of control in the form of the Holy Christian Church, who acted as mediators for the war, making sure that Servant fights happened in remote areas to minimize collateral damage, while also penalizing Masters who caused needless trouble. Their ranks included the good priest who had told Yuko about all this stuff in the first place. In the meantime, a shady, government-funded security organization manipulated the local media to make any collateral damage that did occur seem like the result of a terrorist attack.
With all that said, the amount of those so-called ‘terrorist attacks’ happening in Shibuya was getting increasingly large, not to mention the fact that more and more civilians were disappearing without a trace or being hospitalized with mysterious, unexplainable ailments. Perhaps more than seven Servants had been summoned this time around, if this Holy Grail War was having that much of an impact on the city’s everyday life. It might have been because the qualifications for becoming a Master were actually very loose; One didn’t even need to be a fully-fledged magus, or even to have knowledge of casting magecraft. All they needed was the potential to cast magecraft, which took the form of Magic Circuits stored inside their bodies. Those born with them were the lucky ones. Yuko’s parents weren’t mages to her knowledge, so perhaps Magic Circuits was a hereditary trait that didn’t necessarily pass on to all offspring. She was indeed very lucky to have them, even if she didn’t know how to really use them. She could also be unlucky, depending on who you asked.
The Holy Grail War was an ancient ritual taking the form of a competition, in which seven special magi called Masters summoned seven powerful familiars called Servants, and had them do battle against one another. The last Master and Servant pair standing were awarded the Holy Grail, an artifact of immense power that was said to be able to grant any one wish. The last war had taken place in the Japanese town of Fuyuki… or so Yuko had heard. Information on the ritual itself was rather scarce. Apparently magi had taken the Harry Potter approach in keeping the existence of magecraft under wraps, in order to protect the general public. Or possibly themselves…
That certainly would explain all of the strange things happening in Shibuya lately; Mysterious phenomena, mass kidnappings and large-scale destruction of property, to name but a few. Servants were beings said to possess superhuman strength. If a new Holy Grail War was taking place in Shibuya, they were more than capable of causing this much damage and even leveling the entire city to the ground if left unchecked. Luckily, there was some level of control in the form of the Holy Christian Church, who acted as mediators for the war, making sure that Servant fights happened in remote areas to minimize collateral damage, while also penalizing Masters who caused needless trouble. Their ranks included the good priest who had told Yuko about all this stuff in the first place. In the meantime, a shady, government-funded security organization manipulated the local media to make any collateral damage that did occur seem like the result of a terrorist attack.
With all that said, the amount of those so-called ‘terrorist attacks’ happening in Shibuya was getting increasingly large, not to mention the fact that more and more civilians were disappearing without a trace or being hospitalized with mysterious, unexplainable ailments. Perhaps more than seven Servants had been summoned this time around, if this Holy Grail War was having that much of an impact on the city’s everyday life. It might have been because the qualifications for becoming a Master were actually very loose; One didn’t even need to be a fully-fledged magus, or even to have knowledge of casting magecraft. All they needed was the potential to cast magecraft, which took the form of Magic Circuits stored inside their bodies. Those born with them were the lucky ones. Yuko’s parents weren’t mages to her knowledge, so perhaps Magic Circuits was a hereditary trait that didn’t necessarily pass on to all offspring. She was indeed very lucky to have them, even if she didn’t know how to really use them. She could also be unlucky, depending on who you asked.
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Total Word Count: 555
