There stood a lone Master, the last hope for humanity, an almighty force from the beyond, fighting for the future of the world-
"Yeah, yeah, can we get on with this? This cutscene doesn't give me SQ, and the gacha doesn't wait for anyone."
Unfortuna...
When the column of light faded and his first summoned Servant appeared, (Y/N) (L/N) had a bit of a mixed opinion, but he figured that he should at least make a proper greeting, so he still gave the Servant his best smile.
???: Well, well, well. Aren't you loud? Quite the rude little one, too. Still, your barking reached my ears, and I decided to take a peek for myself.
The temperature in the room had gotten... drier. Not because of the Servant's sense of humor, but because the humidity had genuinely vanished. Not to mention, the Servant's presence made the air heavier than it should be.
She was a powerful one. Points to her favor.
???: I recall that you wanted to save the world. If so, whatever could you be doing by summoning one such as I? Kihihi... You must be a horrible person.
Yep, she was also evil. Unapologetically so, by the looks of it. More points to her.
???: I wonder, little one, if you're even worthy of hearing my name.
Very defiant and rebellious. Wouldn't even acknowledge someone unworthy. Even more points to her.
Unfortunately, (Y/N) (L/N) wasn't one to take disrespect lying down. If anyone was to start trash-talking, it was him.
(Y/N): I'm assuming you're a Lancer. I swear, if I ever get wind of fraud allegations concerning myself, I'm gonna punch your beautiful gyaru face.
He said this while locking into a staring contest. Amethyst eyes met Peridot ones for a fleeting moment as both onlookers anxiously looked on, appalled at the Master outright challenging his own Servant.
After what seemed like a long while, the Lancer cracked a razor-sharp grin as the dark veil she wore over her mouth vanished, revealing her amused expression.
???: Oh, you're an interesting one, I see. I have indeed manifested as a Lancer.
Just then, a long, scaly, dark blue tail lazily emerged from her backside, coiled to strike at the Master at any moment's notice. The Lancer gleefully noted his lack of fear over this as her grin got a tad bit wider.
???: Kihihihi. This Chaldea of yours, I have decided to secure a front-row seat to its struggle. Vritra, the evil serpent of drought, has answered your summons.
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LANCER: "GALKO-CHAN'S VILLAIN ARC" VRITRA
Vritra: I do hope you'll put up a good show, Master.
(Y/N): Well, you're the first actor on stage, so I have equally high expectations for you, Galko-chan.
Meanwhile, with down-to-earth people in the room, Romani was taking the mature and reasonable approach of freaking the hell out.
Not that he doubted the Master's competence or anything, but he sure as hell wasn't expecting, you know, the mortal enemy of the Hindu King of the Gods to be the FIRST SERVANT he summoned. And he was currently talking back to said Servant.
