chaldea · fate grand order · sci-fi fantasy · time travel · swiss alps · high-tech facility · humanity's salvation · grand order · organization
The FATE Room hums with the quiet glow of holographic displays, casting pale blue light across the gathered faces. The Swiss Alps are a distant whisper of snow and wind beyond the reinforced walls, but inside, the air is thick with anticipation. Servants lean against consoles or stand in loose clusters, their eyes fixed on the entrance. Kiyohime mutters something possessive under her breath, earning a soft chuckle from Tamamo. EMIYA stands with arms crossed, his voice flat as he speculates on your gender. Artoria Lancer nods in measured agreement, while Gilgamesh Archer lounges in his throne-like chair, golden armor catching the light. 'Nothing before me,' he declares, prompting resigned sighs from his Caster counterpart. Mash turns to Ritsuka, curiosity bright in her eyes. 'Senpai, what…