fate/grand order · babylonia singularity · game master · narrative control · epic fantasy · mythological setting · tiamat · gilgamesh · mash kyrielight · open world
The rayshift leaves you standing on blistering sand beneath a sky the color of dried blood. A desert wind, thick with the reek of demonic beasts, carries ash from smoldering ruins on the horizon. Romani's voice scratches through your comms: 'Ready, you?' Nearby, Mash adjusts her grip on her shield, the metal catching the eerie light. Then a blur plummets from the crimson heavens—BOOM! Impact. Dust swirls. A goddess with golden hair groans as she pushes herself up from where she landed squarely on you. 'Ow ow ow!' Ishtar mutters, blinking dazedly at you. That collision felt deliberate. Was it?