Kyuuzen

Fate/Solipsistic Chaos

Jacob Winchester

@Argonaut

An unassuming sedan slowed to a stop outside of a shabby, run down house in the Poor District in Blue Fields, Montana. It was quiet, and uncharacteristically sparse of people. The hum of the engine stopped as the driver turned and pulled the key out of the ignition. He opened his door and stepped out. He stood at six feet tall, with a lean, athletic build. His skin was peach with a very light tan, and his hair was stark white. He was dressed in a red long-sleeved shirt, black jeans, black boots, and a long blue coat, and was adorned with various accessories including a digital watch, a locket around his neck, and a pair of sunglasses sitting on the bridge of his nose. Most interestingly, he was missing his right arm. He looked at the empty house before him and measured it for a few moments, before nodding and walking around to the back of the car. He popped the trunk and began unloading.

Some time later, after he had loaded his essentials into the house and had a pizza delivered, he went down to the house's basement, which had been cleared out completely, a room of naked walls and floor. A single lamp was the only source of illumination. He held up a sheet of paper with a drawing of a strange circle with various lines and symbols throughout it. He mentally went down the list of things he would need.

Setting up the circle took time, but in the end, it was a worthy endeavor. It was the necessary first step to establishing connection. Now, the second step.

"Let silver and steel be the essence."

His voice echoed around the basement, but he paid it no mind.

"Let stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation. Let my great Master Sarah Winchester be the ancestor. Let rise a wall against the wind that shall fall. Let the four cardinal gates close. Let the three-forked road from the crown reaching unto the Kingdom rotate." With those lines, the circle began to glow and hum. He extended his hand out over the circle and continued. "Let it be declared now; your flesh shall serve under me, and my fate shall be with your sword. Submit to the beckoning of the Holy Grail. Answer, if you would submit to this will and this truth." The light of the circle sent out a gust of wind that nearly knocked him over. He braced himself and continued to hold out his hand, gritting his teeth in concentration.

"An oath will be sworn here! I shall attain all virtues of Heaven! I will defeat all the evils of Hell! From the Seventh Heaven, clad in three greet words of power, come forth from the ring of restraints, Protector of the Holy Balance!"

An explosion of light and wind filled the basement and vanished as swiftly as it came.

Fate/Solipsistic Chaos

Berserker Lancelot

Name: Lancelot
Title(s): Beast of Arthur's Court
Class: Berserker
Gender: Male
Birth and Death Dates: Arthurian Era
Alignment: Lawful Mad

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Catalyst: A scrap of fabric from his cape.

Personality: At one point Lancelot was brave, kind, and extremely virtuous, embodying the very concept of a knight. However, now he is a madman, but a silent one. At almost all times, Lancelot is silent as the grave, even when in the heat of intense battle. He only lets out his voice when heralding an extremely powerful strike.

Appearance: Lancelot is an attractive male of strong stature and body. He has deep purple hair which is cut short and a gaze that could cut boulders, even with his mind addled with madness. However, his visage is always kept hidden behind a black helm and matching armor, fashioned with the hard lines and pointed details of a wolf.

Bio: As a young child, barely more than an infant, Lancelot's parents died, leaving him only with his father's longsword. He lived in homelessness, and gained both strength and skill by fighting for his life against various unsavory characters. By the time he was a teenager, he had already developed into a warrior of enough skill to be summoned as a Servant. It was at this time that he heard of King Arthur, peerless knight and monarch of Britain. He traveled to that place in order to meet this King, and when Lancelot arrived he saw them. Glorious, beautiful, with strength not just of body, but of conviction. He instantly knew he must serve this King, and charged onto the battlefield to lend his aid. The emotion he felt was the first sparks of something deeper than admiration. Unbeknownst to young Lancelot, he had fallen in love with the King.

He displayed great ability and bravery in this battle, and thus, the King granted him audience. He desired one thing only, to serve them as a loyal knight. The King's response was to make Lancelot a Knight of the Round Table. From this point, much of his life was the same as in the true history, including obtaining the sword Arondight. However, one day would change this all.

Arthur came before Lancelot, and asked him if he would bear a great responsibility. As King, Arthur must maintain a certain image. The kingdom needed a warrior who was both a knight and an executioner. Someone who could be sent out to slay the enemies of the crown, without mercy or remorse. Lancelot wholeheartedly accepted, and soon found himself constantly travelling to far away lands, finding those who had committed crimes against the crown, or conspired against Camelot and slaying them. His adventures took him to all sorts of climes and pitted him against all manner of foe. Humans, beasts, even a fire-drake, his armor being burned black under the heat of the dragon's hellish breath, but still it held. Every adventure was more taxing than the last, but greater than the physical hardship was the mental. He slipped further and further away from the image of a perfect knight and closer to that of an attack dog, frothing at the mouth and desperate for blood. However, his devotion to the King is what kept him going.

Truly, his transformation into the Hound was completed the night Queen Guinevere came before him.

While on reprieve from a particularly harrowing mission, Lancelot was approached by his Queen, with whom he'd developed an easy friendship. She listened to his trials and tribulations, shared with him his pain, and congratulated him on every victory. She was a true friend to him, and while he could only truly devote his being to the King, there were few things he was unwilling to do for the Queen.

However, he could not have anticipated what she would tell him. She confessed great secrets, secrets that rocked him to his core. The King was a woman, and she had only married to satisfy the image of a perfect governing body. In addition to this, Guinevere had fallen in love with Lancelot. She suggested that they flee Camelot, and if Artoria sent the Knights of the Round after them, they would threaten to reveal her secret to the whole kingdom. However, Lancelot's dedication was to the King and not Guinevere. He seized her and brought her before the King, demanding she reveal herself to Artoria. However, Artoria saw "Guinevere" for what she truly was; the evil witch Morgan le Fay. The King turned to Lancelot and gave the order to slay the witch.

Lancelot did not hesitate. He slew the witch, and later, when the real Guinevere appeared before him, he believed it was another trick, some sort of sorcery, and he killed her, as well. When he discovered that she had been the true Queen, he was overcome with grief, screaming into the night all of his anguish. However, Artoria had come to love Lancelot as well, and selfishly would not punish him, would not have him executed. She merely told him she understood why he had made the mistake he did. From that day, Lancelot never spoke. He distanced himself from the other Knights. His transformation was complete, and upon severing the last bond he had to knighthood, Arondight shattered, its pieces sinking into the armor and flesh of the once proud knight.

However, the greatest threat to the crown had been destroyed, and Camelot survived far longer than it was ever supposed to. Without le Fay alive to create a certain homunculus, Artoria never died, nor did her Knights of the Round, the light of Excalibur granting all of them immortality. Camelot expanded, no longer the ruling power of Britain, but the ruling power of the world. They were the eternal watchers and rulers of humanity, and Lancelot gained a reputation among them as Arthur's Monster, a boogeyman figure. If you ever saw him, your death was a certainty.

Under their control, however, humanity never again evolved, instead stagnating. Eventually the world degraded and came to consider itself "not viable".

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Weapon: His mighty greatsword Arondight.

Parameters:
Strength: A
Endurance: A
Agility: A
Mana: C
Luck: B

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Class Skills:

Mad Enhancement (B) - Rank up for all parameters, but takes away most of sanity.

In his strange timeline, Lancelot was more beast than man, fully capable of cutting down anyone who the King deemed "an enemy of the Kingdom." Regardless of how close he may have been to that person, he would destroy them just the same. That unwavering loyalty has remained a part of him, even when all other traits are muted by his madness.

Personal Skills:

Executioner (B) - A skill that increases damage towards those of the Evil alignment. Also, a Servant will become a target if his/her actions are regarded by the user as evil. Severing evil by means of evil; the ultimate judgment act.

Lancelot ceaselessly hunted down all the evils of the world, the executioner of the Immortal Round Table, until the world itself could no longer support such a concept.

Eternal Arms Mastership (A+) - Prevents degradation of fighting skills when under the effect of mental hindrance.

Mastership of combat arts has reached the point of being said to be unrivaled in one's era. By complete merging of mind, body and technique, it is possible to make use of full fighting skills even when under the influence of any sort of mental hindrance.

Logic of the Wild Beast (C) - A combative way of thinking resulting from transforming into a beast. It's not useful for finding weak points, but the speed of thinking focusing on killing the enemy swiftly increases. If combined with the skill Self Evolution, the speed of defeating an opponent increases even further.

Even in a mind clouded with insanity, Lancelot remains extremely adept in slaying foes.

Self-Evolution (B+) - Allows the user to temporarily apply a + modifier to any stat except luck.

A hero, a knight, and an executioner, Lancelot must always be evolving, growing, rising to any challenge laid before him.

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Noble Phantasm:

Name: Arondight
Title: The Dragon-Killing Light of the Lake
Rank: A
NP Type: Anti-Unit
Range: 1
Maximum Number of Targets: --
Description: Lancelot was supposed to be the perfect knight, but his mission sent him down another path. He was forced to break the codes and tenants of chivalry so many times, that eventually, his long-time companion Arondight, shattered into pieces. Those pieces fused with his armor, even his flesh, and became this Noble Phantasm.

Lancelot can pull any number of swords from his body and wield them in combat. These swords are all Noble Phantasms, pieces of Arondight itself, and thus can stand up against other weapon-type Noble Phantasms in combat without breaking. When under attack, swords erupt from the armor, jutting out in all directions to deter attackers. Every sword is a shard of Arondight, and retain it's dragon-slaying properties. Servants with the dragon sub-type take extra damage from Lancelot's attacks.

Name: Secace
Title: Reforged Holy Light
Rank: B
NP Type: Anti-Unit
Range: 1-25
Maximum Number of Targets: 1
Description: Secace was the sword Lancelot wielded against the Saxons in the correct history. Here, however, it is the physical representation of the last vestiges of Lancelot's chivalry. When invoked, Secace emits a golden light that shines on his chosen enemy. That enemy is forced into a duel against Lancelot, one where neither party may flee or accept outside aid. In truth, the golden light reveals the sword's true identity as the reforged Caliburn.

Jacob Winchester

Name: Jacob Winchester
Title(s): Magus of the Metal Arm; Jake
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Rank: Cause: Open
Objective for the Grail: Jake wishes to be the de facto gunsmith, the sole supplier to all armed forces globally. With that kind of power, he could control war itself, and stave off any wars he deemed unnecessary or overly harmful.

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Command Seal:

Command Seal

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Personality: Jacob is confident, and has the air of a cocky, brash magus. The reality is he is very cautious and wise, always weighing his options and making backup plans for every possible scenario. He is very independent, never truly relying on anyone else, and prefers to do things himself. Whatever he can't do himself, either for lack of skill or time, he at least likes to oversee the proceedings. He is a shrewd businessman, but that isn't to say he's given up his humanity. He is capable of love, fear, anger, joy, and fits of raucous laughter just like anyone else.

Bio: Jacob is the heir to the Winchester family, known by most to simply be the family behind the Winchester rifle, and the Winchester Repeating Arms company, but the truth is they are also an old American magus family. At the time of Jake's birth, however (August Seventh, 2001) his family had fallen pretty far. They had gone bankrupt, lost full ownership of the company, and were swimming in troubles, recalling weapons left and right, suffering flop after flop. Jake's father believed that it all stemmed from that damned house, the old Winchester Mansion, haunted by the spirits and grudges of the people who had lost their lives to a Winchester Rifle. As a young child, Jake saw how the curse of that house had affected his parents. Instead of walking with pride, they were constantly stressed, their very emotions being robbed away by the rapidly falling status of their name. He decided he would do something about it. He put his incredibly high willpower and determination to work, studying extremely hard both in standard education and in his education as a magus.

By 16 he had graduated high school and was taking classes in college, majoring in Law, but also studying various welding, technology, and engineering classes. By 24 he had achieved double degrees in Law and in Engineering. He worked as a lawyer, rapidly making as much money as he could, while using his free time and personal funds to build his project that he knew would win him back his family's company. At 26 he unveiled the DS-10, a powerful handheld firearm that people all over the country were clamoring for. Almost overnight Jake became a millionaire. He used his newly acquired fortune to purchase the full ownership of Winchester Repeating Arms and changed the name to Winchester Firearms. Under a new name and a new leader, the company took off, becoming the number one gun manufacturer in the States. Jake supplied every branch of the U.S military, becoming a celebrity in the process.

Sometime after his 25^th birthday he purchased the family's old house back, and over the course of four days, he and a team of exorcists forcibly removed every spirit inhabiting it. On the final day, as he expelling the final spirit, a cave-in crushed his right arm, leaving a stump in its place. He then had the house demolished and sold the land to the state of California for a dollar, after a less than brief stay in the hospital, of course. He opted to have another mansion built in Atherton, California. With the curse expunged, he was free to enjoy his success and continue to build on it, dabbling in cybernetics. The first successful model was a prosthetic arm that he used to replace his destroyed one. His home in Atherton had a basement installed that serves as his workshop, where he combines firearms and technology with magecraft, offering the results to the Government Agency of Magecraft, making a number of friends in the process. It was them who informed him that America had stolen the Grail, and was about to play host to a Grail war.

Seduced by the notion of an "omnipotent wish-granting device," and having been chosen to be a Master, Jake has decided to take part in this war, applying his unshakable determination towards a new goal; winning the Grail.

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Magic Circuit Switch: The feeling of something falling into a space that is the perfect size to accommodate it.

Number of Magic Circuits: B

Quality of Magic Circuits: D

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Elemental Affinity: Fire and Water
Origin: Propulsion

Magecraft: Jake is well-versed in basic magecraft, particularly well in Bounded Fields, Curses, Thought Acceleration, and Tracing. He is noted as having especially difficult bounded fields to detect, and the rest of his proficiencies he uses in conjunction with free-running, being naturally very athletic. This ability served as the start of his fame among the Freemasons.

Crest: 240 years old

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Weapon(s):
Azoth Blade
Winchester XLAWS-5.56 (Experimental Lever-Action Weapons System): A modernized version of the classic Winchester lever-action rifle design that is still undergoing testing to be eventually shipped initially to the Freemasons, with plans for an alternate version going to the United States Armed Forces. The gun has a port, allowing it to be connected to a computer to fix software issues, as it also contains an onboard computer that runs recoil prevention software, making it a very accurate firearm. This version is designed with magecraft in mind, and can be loaded with special rounds that have a flash-frozen mercury casing and a crystal head. The crystal bullets are infused with the Gandr curse.
Winchester DS-10: The symbol of Winchester Firearms in 2030, the HS-10 took the world by storm, rapidly becoming the sidearm of choice for armed forces and law enforcement in the U.S and a large number of other NATO countries. It is a revolver chambered in .45 acp with twin barrels, capable of firing two rounds at once. Doing this eats through ammo very quickly, but the dramatic increase in stopping power is undeniable. In addition to this, it has a special, disposable cylinder that ejects from the side with the press of a button. Another cylinder slides into place and the weapon is ready to fire again, making it a revolver with a naturally fast reload. Jake has a modified version that he handcrafted to be compatible with both his arm's interface functionality and with the Gandr rounds he is fond of using.
"The Duster": A padded trench coat that has kevlar and armor plating to prevent mundane forms of damage, as well as a hardening spell to protect against physically damaging magic attacks.

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Exceptional Benefit: Advanced Technology
Jake has an impressive prosthetic arm that provides various bonuses. Grip and striking strength with the arm is exceptional, it can be charged with mana, which can then later be released in blasts of raw concussive force, it has an onboard taser, audio recording, communication hardware, can access the internet, and can interface with other electronics, such as phones, computers, etc.

Fate/Solipsistic Chaos

Jacob Winchester

Name: Jacob Winchester
Title(s): Magus of the Metal Arm; Jake
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Rank: Cause: Open
Objective for the Grail: Jake wishes to be the de facto gunsmith, the sole supplier to all armed forces globally. With that kind of power, he could control war itself, and stave off any wars he deemed unnecessary or overly harmful.

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Command Seal:

Command Seal

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Personality: Jacob is confident, and has the air of a cocky, brash magus. The reality is he is very cautious and wise, always weighing his options and making backup plans for every possible scenario. He is very independent, never truly relying on anyone else, and prefers to do things himself. Whatever he can't do himself, either for lack of skill or time, he at least likes to oversee the proceedings. He is a shrewd businessman, but that isn't to say he's given up his humanity. He is capable of love, fear, anger, joy, and fits of raucous laughter just like anyone else.

Bio: Jacob is the heir to the Winchester family, known by most to simply be the family behind the Winchester rifle, and the Winchester Repeating Arms company, but the truth is they are also an old American magus family. At the time of Jake's birth, however (August Seventh, 2001) his family had fallen pretty far. They had gone bankrupt, lost full ownership of the company, and were swimming in troubles, recalling weapons left and right, suffering flop after flop. Jake's father believed that it all stemmed from that damned house, the old Winchester Mansion, haunted by the spirits and grudges of the people who had lost their lives to a Winchester Rifle. As a young child, Jake saw how the curse of that house had affected his parents. Instead of walking with pride, they were constantly stressed, their very emotions being robbed away by the rapidly falling status of their name. He decided he would do something about it. He put his incredibly high willpower and determination to work, studying extremely hard both in standard education and in his education as a magus.

By 16 he had graduated high school and was taking classes in college, majoring in Law, but also studying various welding, technology, and engineering classes. By 24 he had achieved double degrees in Law and in Engineering. He worked as a lawyer, rapidly making as much money as he could, while using his free time and personal funds to build his project that he knew would win him back his family's company. At 26 he unveiled the DS-10, a powerful handheld firearm that people all over the country were clamoring for. Almost overnight Jake became a millionaire. He used his newly acquired fortune to purchase the full ownership of Winchester Repeating Arms and changed the name to Winchester Firearms. Under a new name and a new leader, the company took off, becoming the number one gun manufacturer in the States. Jake supplied every branch of the U.S military, becoming a celebrity in the process.

Sometime after his 25^th birthday he purchased the family's old house back, and over the course of four days, he and a team of exorcists forcibly removed every spirit inhabiting it. On the final day, as he expelling the final spirit, a cave-in crushed his right arm, leaving a stump in its place. He then had the house demolished and sold the land to the state of California for a dollar, after a less than brief stay in the hospital, of course. He opted to have another mansion built in Atherton, California. With the curse expunged, he was free to enjoy his success and continue to build on it, dabbling in cybernetics. The first successful model was a prosthetic arm that he used to replace his destroyed one. His home in Atherton had a basement installed that serves as his workshop, where he combines firearms and technology with magecraft, offering the results to the Government Agency of Magecraft, making a number of friends in the process. It was them who informed him that America had stolen the Grail, and was about to play host to a Grail war.

Seduced by the notion of an "omnipotent wish-granting device," and having been chosen to be a Master, Jake has decided to take part in this war, applying his unshakable determination towards a new goal; winning the Grail.

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Magic Circuit Switch: The feeling of something falling into a space that is the perfect size to accommodate it.

Number of Magic Circuits: B

Quality of Magic Circuits: D

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Elemental Affinity: Fire and Water
Origin: Propulsion

Magecraft: Jake is well-versed in basic magecraft, particularly well in Bounded Fields, Curses, Thought Acceleration, and Tracing. He is noted as having especially difficult bounded fields to detect, and the rest of his proficiencies he uses in conjunction with free-running, being naturally very athletic. This ability served as the start of his fame among the Freemasons.

Crest: 240 years old

---

Weapon(s):
Azoth Blade
Winchester XLAWS-5.56 (Experimental Lever-Action Weapons System): A modernized version of the classic Winchester lever-action rifle design that is still undergoing testing to be eventually shipped initially to the Freemasons, with plans for an alternate version going to the United States Armed Forces. The gun has a port, allowing it to be connected to a computer to fix software issues, as it also contains an onboard computer that runs recoil prevention software, making it a very accurate firearm. This version is designed with magecraft in mind, and can be loaded with special rounds that have a flash-frozen mercury casing and a crystal head. The crystal bullets are infused with the Gandr curse.
Winchester DS-10: The symbol of Winchester Firearms in 2030, the HS-10 took the world by storm, rapidly becoming the sidearm of choice for armed forces and law enforcement in the U.S and a large number of other NATO countries. It is a revolver chambered in .45 acp with twin barrels, capable of firing two rounds at once. Doing this eats through ammo very quickly, but the dramatic increase in stopping power is undeniable. In addition to this, it has a special, disposable cylinder that ejects from the side with the press of a button. Another cylinder slides into place and the weapon is ready to fire again, making it a revolver with a naturally fast reload. Jake has a modified version that he handcrafted to be compatible with both his arm's interface functionality and with the Gandr rounds he is fond of using.
"The Duster": A padded trench coat that has kevlar and armor plating to prevent mundane forms of damage, as well as a hardening spell to protect against physically damaging magic attacks.

---

Exceptional Benefit: Advanced Technology
Jake has an impressive prosthetic arm that provides various bonuses. Grip and striking strength with the arm is exceptional, it can be charged with mana, which can then later be released in blasts of raw concussive force, it has an onboard taser, audio recording, communication hardware, can access the internet, and can interface with other electronics, such as phones, computers, etc.

Fate/Solipsistic Chaos

Berserker Lancelot

Name: Lancelot
Title(s): Beast of Arthur's Court
Class: Berserker
Gender: Male
Birth and Death Dates: Arthurian Era
Alignment: Lawful Mad

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Catalyst: A scrap of fabric from his cape.

Personality: At one point Lancelot was brave, kind, and extremely virtuous, embodying the very concept of a knight. However, now he is a madman, but a silent one. At almost all times, Lancelot is silent as the grave, even when in the heat of intense battle. He only lets out his voice when heralding an extremely powerful strike.

Appearance: Lancelot is an attractive male of strong stature and body. He has deep purple hair which is cut short and a gaze that could cut boulders, even with his mind addled with madness. However, his visage is always kept hidden behind a black helm and matching armor, fashioned with the hard lines and pointed details of a wolf.

Bio: As a young child, barely more than an infant, Lancelot's parents died, leaving him only with his father's longsword. He lived in homelessness, and gained both strength and skill by fighting for his life against various unsavory characters. By the time he was a teenager, he had already developed into a warrior of enough skill to be summoned as a Servant. It was at this time that he heard of King Arthur, peerless knight and monarch of Britain. He traveled to that place in order to meet this King, and when Lancelot arrived he saw them. Glorious, beautiful, with strength not just of body, but of conviction. He instantly knew he must serve this King, and charged onto the battlefield to lend his aid. The emotion he felt was the first sparks of something deeper than admiration. Unbeknownst to young Lancelot, he had fallen in love with the King.

He displayed great ability and bravery in this battle, and thus, the King granted him audience. He desired one thing only, to serve them as a loyal knight. The King's response was to make Lancelot a Knight of the Round Table. From this point, much of his life was the same as in the true history, including obtaining the sword Arondight. However, one day would change this all.

Arthur came before Lancelot, and asked him if he would bear a great responsibility. As King, Arthur must maintain a certain image. The kingdom needed a warrior who was both a knight and an executioner. Someone who could be sent out to slay the enemies of the crown, without mercy or remorse. Lancelot wholeheartedly accepted, and soon found himself constantly travelling to far away lands, finding those who had committed crimes against the crown, or conspired against Camelot and slaying them. His adventures took him to all sorts of climes and pitted him against all manner of foe. Humans, beasts, even a fire-drake, his armor being burned black under the heat of the dragon's hellish breath, but still it held. Every adventure was more taxing than the last, but greater than the physical hardship was the mental. He slipped further and further away from the image of a perfect knight and closer to that of an attack dog, frothing at the mouth and desperate for blood. However, his devotion to the King is what kept him going.

Truly, his transformation into the Hound was completed the night Queen Guinevere came before him.

While on reprieve from a particularly harrowing mission, Lancelot was approached by his Queen, with whom he'd developed an easy friendship. She listened to his trials and tribulations, shared with him his pain, and congratulated him on every victory. She was a true friend to him, and while he could only truly devote his being to the King, there were few things he was unwilling to do for the Queen.

However, he could not have anticipated what she would tell him. She confessed great secrets, secrets that rocked him to his core. The King was a woman, and she had only married to satisfy the image of a perfect governing body. In addition to this, Guinevere had fallen in love with Lancelot. She suggested that they flee Camelot, and if Artoria sent the Knights of the Round after them, they would threaten to reveal her secret to the whole kingdom. However, Lancelot's dedication was to the King and not Guinevere. He seized her and brought her before the King, demanding she reveal herself to Artoria. However, Artoria saw "Guinevere" for what she truly was; the evil witch Morgan le Fay. The King turned to Lancelot and gave the order to slay the witch.

Lancelot did not hesitate. He slew the witch, and later, when the real Guinevere appeared before him, he believed it was another trick, some sort of sorcery, and he killed her, as well. When he discovered that she had been the true Queen, he was overcome with grief, screaming into the night all of his anguish. However, Artoria had come to love Lancelot as well, and selfishly would not punish him, would not have him executed. She merely told him she understood why he had made the mistake he did. From that day, Lancelot never spoke. He distanced himself from the other Knights. His transformation was complete, and upon severing the last bond he had to knighthood, Arondight shattered, its pieces sinking into the armor and flesh of the once proud knight.

However, the greatest threat to the crown had been destroyed, and Camelot survived far longer than it was ever supposed to. Without le Fay alive to create a certain homunculus, Artoria never died, nor did her Knights of the Round, the light of Excalibur granting all of them immortality. Camelot expanded, no longer the ruling power of Britain, but the ruling power of the world. They were the eternal watchers and rulers of humanity, and Lancelot gained a reputation among them as Arthur's Monster, a boogeyman figure. If you ever saw him, your death was a certainty.

Under their control, however, humanity never again evolved, instead stagnating. Eventually the world degraded and came to consider itself "not viable".

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Weapon: His mighty greatsword Arondight.

Parameters:
Strength: A
Endurance: A
Agility: A
Mana: C
Luck: B

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Class Skills:

Mad Enhancement (B) - Rank up for all parameters, but takes away most of sanity.

In his strange timeline, Lancelot was more beast than man, fully capable of cutting down anyone who the King deemed "an enemy of the Kingdom." Regardless of how close he may have been to that person, he would destroy them just the same. That unwavering loyalty has remained a part of him, even when all other traits are muted by his madness.

Personal Skills:

Executioner (B) - A skill that increases damage towards those of the Evil alignment. Also, a Servant will become a target if his/her actions are regarded by the user as evil. Severing evil by means of evil; the ultimate judgment act.

Lancelot ceaselessly hunted down all the evils of the world, the executioner of the Immortal Round Table, until the world itself could no longer support such a concept.

Eternal Arms Mastership (A+) - Prevents degradation of fighting skills when under the effect of mental hindrance.

Mastership of combat arts has reached the point of being said to be unrivaled in one's era. By complete merging of mind, body and technique, it is possible to make use of full fighting skills even when under the influence of any sort of mental hindrance.

Logic of the Wild Beast (C) - A combative way of thinking resulting from transforming into a beast. It's not useful for finding weak points, but the speed of thinking focusing on killing the enemy swiftly increases. If combined with the skill Self Evolution, the speed of defeating an opponent increases even further.

Even in a mind clouded with insanity, Lancelot remains extremely adept in slaying foes.

Self-Evolution (B+) - Allows the user to temporarily apply a + modifier to any stat except luck.

A hero, a knight, and an executioner, Lancelot must always be evolving, growing, rising to any challenge laid before him.

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Noble Phantasm:

Name: Arondight
Title: The Dragon-Killing Light of the Lake
Rank: A
NP Type: Anti-Unit
Range: 1
Maximum Number of Targets: --
Description: Lancelot was supposed to be the perfect knight, but his mission sent him down another path. He was forced to break the codes and tenants of chivalry so many times, that eventually, his long-time companion Arondight, shattered into pieces. Those pieces fused with his armor, even his flesh, and became this Noble Phantasm.

Lancelot can pull any number of swords from his body and wield them in combat. These swords are all Noble Phantasms, pieces of Arondight itself, and thus can stand up against other weapon-type Noble Phantasms in combat without breaking. When under attack, swords erupt from the armor, jutting out in all directions to deter attackers. Every sword is a shard of Arondight, and retain it's dragon-slaying properties. Servants with the dragon sub-type take extra damage from Lancelot's attacks.

Name: Secace
Title: Reforged Holy Light
Rank: B
NP Type: Anti-Unit
Range: 1-25
Maximum Number of Targets: 1
Description: Secace was the sword Lancelot wielded against the Saxons in the correct history. Here, however, it is the physical representation of the last vestiges of Lancelot's chivalry. When invoked, Secace emits a golden light that shines on his chosen enemy. That enemy is forced into a duel against Lancelot, one where neither party may flee or accept outside aid. In truth, the golden light reveals the sword's true identity as the reforged Caliburn.

Fate/Solipsistic Chaos

Hey! Lostbelt coming in tonight after class!

Fate/Factitious Paradigm

Prydwyn

@Paradox Witch

Prydwyn had relocated to another residence, buying this one flat out as he had done the previous. He'd figured he was in for some spending, if his goal was the Grail. Winning it meant everything, the money was inconsequential and insubstantial, less than worthless compared to the Grail. He was monitoring everything Lucius saw, taking in the sight of... whatever it was that his Servant was engaging. Their existence was unreasonable. He watched Saber score hit after hit, Hell, he felt it cutting through material. But the things just didn't go down, would not die. That was troubling.

In an instant that connection was severed, abruptly and ruthlessly.

An intense feeling of dread washed over him. There was no way. It was not possible. He had the strongest Servant. He had to. Calm down, Prydwyn. They couldn't have killed him that easily. Something is off here. He looked out of the window and saw them. The inexplicable beings his Servant was fighting. He grit his teeth to stop them from chattering and sharpened his focus. These things were at the level of a Servant. Combat was out of the question. Plan B.

He spun around and activated his Tracing magic, boosting his physicality by several times. At the same time, he activated the hardening Ehwaz rune in his shirt. With a tuck of his head, and a forward lurch, he shoulder-charged through the wall, running as fast as his legs would take him. As he went, he repeatedly sent little pings of mana through the connection, hoping beyond hope that if he got far enough away, his connection to his Servant would be resumed.

It was his only chance.

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Ilya Muromets

@Crusader Lord

Ilya's heart swelled and his warrior's spirit surged as a good number of the enemy... beings stood before him in opposition. He rose his sword hand, changing his posture from a charge to readying a sweeping slash. His target was simple; every single one of these creatures that he could hit with this swing. His fist clenched and arm muscles twitched in anticipation of the first strike, when the link between himself and his Master tore open with a screamed order, one dripping with intense urgency.

His Master was in danger.

Within a single, fluid motion, Karushka slid to a halt, pivoted one-hundred and eighty degrees, and tore back into a full sprint, carrying Ilya back in the direction of Sophia. The enemy creatures rose to stop him. They
would fall before him just the same. As he rose to the sky, they rose with him. His response was a bestial roar that screamed a clear message.

You will not stop me.

With a sharp tug of the reins, Ilya ordered Karushka straight up, and she complied with all of her speed. Forgive me, Master, I am coming for you with all possible haste. Once Karushka reached the apex of her jump, she pointed herself directly toward the foes. "Begone! You lack the honor to call yourselves my enemy!" Karushka's visage damn near skewed as she tore toward the ground, ripping the wind before her neatly in half. Ilya's sword arm matched her speed, and his sword began to blur in a silver light as it danced between his enemies. He was fighting to force an opening, but that was hardly discernible. Each strike carried the force, malice, and intent of a blow meant to kill.

More than that, a blow meant to crush.

Fate/Solipsistic Chaos (Interest Check)

If you'd have me, I'd love to join!

Fate/Factitious Paradigm

Ilya Muromets

^{Shinto Outskirts with Master -> The Cavern}

@Crusader Lord @Paradox Witch

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What the Hell was that?

That sinking feeling. That feeling of flight. Hope. Despair. Confirmation and contradiction. Not human.

Beast.

Ilya felt it, the mere presence was an affront against the World. His hand instinctively went to the hilt of his sword and his eyebrows narrowed. Another irregularity for the growing list. Before he had time to speak, to mold his thoughts into coherence and hammer them into speech, his Master spoke. Gave the order to find that thing and, with all the powers available to him and all the blessings that made up his body, see it fall before him. Ilya's face was split by a wide grin. He drew his sword and it leapt from the sheath, tip pointing in the direction of his target. His lips parted.

"We ride! Come, Karushka!"

In an explosion of wind and flexing space, the most noble steed in all of Russia appeared by her Rider's side. Beautiful, mighty, powerful, the flying horse of Murom stood in her full glory. Ilya looked back at his Master. "Order received!" With that he climbed onto the back of his horse with trained ease and familiarity, settling onto the saddle with a single, fluid motion. With something akin to a mental command, Karushka reared back, standing on her hind legs and letting out a brave whinny. In the next instant, she leaped, ripping upward into the sky. Ilya's heart swelled. They duo tore through the clouds, through the air, zooming with purpose and conviction to their target location. There was no need to fear.

Ilya Muromets is here.

They slammed down to the ground, causing rumbling and hoof-shaped holes in the ground before the cave that the Heroes had gathered before. Ilya did not stop to introduce himself. Did not pause to look at them, gauge their strength, or look for identifying features to their legends. He did not stop to talk to the man who made his way into that cave. He simply pointed that sword forward and gave the order. Not verbally, but damn near telepathically. A subtle shift of his weight was all it took and Karushka went sprinting headlong into the cavern where the end of humanity awaited. On the back of a proud steed, wielding a magic blade, and wearing a grin of hope, determination and bravery, Rider went to appear before the Beast.

Because that's what heroes do.

Naruto - Rise of the Red Cloud

I'll get started on a profile after class

Naruto - Rise of the Red Cloud - Semi-Sand Box Rp

I'm really into this idea