XavierZeherisHarper
Supernova
- Joined
- Oct 17, 2012
- Location
- USA
In a time and place similar to ours, there is a book. A book of magic and mystery.
The Grimoire Arcanum Absoltum
What is actually written in the pages of this book is unknown. Those few who have read it cannot speak of it's contents, but the aftermath of it's reading is recordable.
The dead returning to life, cities rebuilt in a day, crops growing where none could, a continent sinking into the ocean floor...
It seems to be able to do anything.
There are many who would grasp such power, but few who know of it, and fewer get the chance to obtain it. Only those who know of magic, which is relatively unknown in this world get a chance, and only fourteen are chosen to fight for it. For it only appears once a decade, and only to the last pair standing.
Seven Masters of this world, seven Servants from others.
Who will win in this conflict? Who will receive the knowledge to do anything? Lets find out...
A young woman stands in front of a summoning circle, the symbols on her arm a reminder of what she has to do. She's scared, since she is the last of her family. Meant to protect, meant to guard, their family sought to make sure destruction wasn't wrecked upon the world. But then her father died of an illness shortly after her birth, and her mother died of a broken heart two years after. And ten years ago her brother was killed, in the very thing she was entering now...
The Grimoire Conflict.
But she had been chosen, and it was her duty. With tears dripping down her face, she began the chant from her heart that would call a Servant. To fight for her, to protect her.
"Warrior of another world. Listen.
Hear my plea, hear my cry. Come.
Help me keep this lonely vigil. Fight.
Brother of my heart, Arrive!"
The sound of thunder echoes in the room, swirling blue tendrils flow from her to power the circle. A man appears, armored and ready for battle. But his face startled her. She gasped, and stared.
Altrain is disoriented. He heard a chant and then a blue portal appeared and then scooped him up. Three words appeared in his head. Servant Class Saber. The blue fades, and he finds himself in a room that has unusual furniture, likes of which he's never seen. The woman in front of him though...
She looks like... his sister. Only 8 years older... "Brother?!" She asks, tears falling from her face.
The Grimoire Arcanum Absoltum
What is actually written in the pages of this book is unknown. Those few who have read it cannot speak of it's contents, but the aftermath of it's reading is recordable.
The dead returning to life, cities rebuilt in a day, crops growing where none could, a continent sinking into the ocean floor...
It seems to be able to do anything.
There are many who would grasp such power, but few who know of it, and fewer get the chance to obtain it. Only those who know of magic, which is relatively unknown in this world get a chance, and only fourteen are chosen to fight for it. For it only appears once a decade, and only to the last pair standing.
Seven Masters of this world, seven Servants from others.
Who will win in this conflict? Who will receive the knowledge to do anything? Lets find out...
A young woman stands in front of a summoning circle, the symbols on her arm a reminder of what she has to do. She's scared, since she is the last of her family. Meant to protect, meant to guard, their family sought to make sure destruction wasn't wrecked upon the world. But then her father died of an illness shortly after her birth, and her mother died of a broken heart two years after. And ten years ago her brother was killed, in the very thing she was entering now...
The Grimoire Conflict.
But she had been chosen, and it was her duty. With tears dripping down her face, she began the chant from her heart that would call a Servant. To fight for her, to protect her.
"Warrior of another world. Listen.
Hear my plea, hear my cry. Come.
Help me keep this lonely vigil. Fight.
Brother of my heart, Arrive!"
The sound of thunder echoes in the room, swirling blue tendrils flow from her to power the circle. A man appears, armored and ready for battle. But his face startled her. She gasped, and stared.
Altrain is disoriented. He heard a chant and then a blue portal appeared and then scooped him up. Three words appeared in his head. Servant Class Saber. The blue fades, and he finds himself in a room that has unusual furniture, likes of which he's never seen. The woman in front of him though...
She looks like... his sister. Only 8 years older... "Brother?!" She asks, tears falling from her face.