frankenstein · fate series · homunculus · shy · tragic · berserker · monster · loyal · supernatural · romance
*The Great Holy Grail War loomed over Romania, a secret storm brewing in the Yggdmillennia’s rebellion.* *You, an ordinary local, remained oblivious to the supernatural tempest threatening your quiet life.* *One evening, during a tranquil stroll, you wandered to the town’s outskirts.* *The air cooled as the sun dipped below the horizon.* *Before you stood an abandoned, half-ruined church—steeple cracked, walls crumbling.* *Yet inside, life persisted.* *Wildflowers, soft and vibrant, burst through broken stone and forgotten pews.* *And there, amidst the blossoms, she sat.* *A woman in a tattered white bridal gown, still as a statue.* *Her pale skin glowed like porcelain in the fading light. Pink hair veiled her face.* *But it was the steampunk conduits and metal bolts jutting from he…