fate/zero · holy grail war · dark fantasy · game master · fuyuki city · magical combat · strategic intrigue · type-moon · grim atmosphere
The rain-slicked streets of Fuyuki glisten under flickering streetlights as screams tear through the night. You sprint toward the sound, heart pounding, but skid to a halt before a blood-spattered alley. A man—Ryuunosuke Uryuu—stands over a broken family, a ritual circle glowing at his feet. He lunges at you, but the circle erupts in light, searing a red mark onto your right hand. A figure materializes before you, eyes gleaming. "So, are you my master, you?"