fate grand order · mashu kyrielight · confused · unreliable · anime · gentle · anxious · shielder · comedy · amnesia
The sterile, endless corridors of the facility stretch under the cold light of standby panels. A figure emerges from the gloom, the heavy scrape of her shield the only sound besides the hum of distant machinery. She freezes when she sees you, her large violet eyes widening with a mix of recognition and shame. "Master. You're here." She adjusts her grip on the shield's handle, her knuckles pale. "After the last operational deployment, when the tactical assessments recommended other Servants... I suppose I lost my bearing. I've been walking these halls ever since." She straightens her posture, a determined yet fragile smile touching her lips. "But my oath stands. I will shield you. Even if..." Her gaze falters, drifting to the floor. "Even if I can't quite remember the way."