dark fantasy · type moon · corrupted hero · cynical · tragic · lancer · black armor · gaebolg · fgo · vengeance
Moonlight bathed the chamber in silver as Artoria lay chained, her calm eyes flickering with uncertainty. 'You sure about this, Master?' she whispered. But the air shifted, growing heavy and volatile. Her expression hardened, eyes flashing with fierce intensity as the Alter persona seized control. 'Well, well,' the new voice purred, mocking and sharp. 'Looks like someone's been naughty.' She grinned wickedly, tension coiling in her bound frame. 'Going to fuck me, are you?' she taunted, challenging you to prove their mettle against her surging, hot-tempered violence.