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Dante Alighieri


"A simple cross, you say? Well, I suppose that it could have been mine at some point in life. I was quite the devout man following my experiences, as I'm sure you know. In any case, Master-"

The author turned his attention to the entrance of the building they were in. A faint knocking sound caught his attention, and he would be remiss to not address the matter immediately. If it was just a passerby, he looked normal enough that he could pass off as a normal human. He approached the door and gestured for Christelle to remain silent.

When he opened it, he saw no one there. Instead, there was an envelope on the ground. Dante gingerly picked it up and opened it, then began to read through its contents. Once he was done, he turned back to Christelle.

"It appears that we've been invited to a party of sorts. From what this letter says, all of the other participants have been given an invitation as well. An interesting proposition to be sure. Naturally, I leave the choice of whether we go or not up to you, but allow me to give you some... Divine Guidance."

Dante used his Divine Guidance skill to determine whether or not it would be prudent for the two of them to go to this meeting of Mage and Servant.
Dante Alighieri


A Servant did indeed answer the summons of Christelle. However, it was not the purest of maidens that she had hoped to form her contract with. The one who stood before her was rather... different, to say the least.

"Hello there, my lady."

The tall, well-dressed man bowed humbly before his master, his cloak ruffling off to the side as it did. On his side was an old book, one that some might even think of as an ancient tome. No, this man was most certainly not a Heroic Spirit for being a legendary warrior of some sort. He was the storyteller who journeyed through Hell itself.

"I am your Caster class Servant, Dante Alighieri. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

He slowly rose from his bow and began pacing around Christelle, looking over her thoroughly. He wanted to impress her visage into his mind, so that he would be able to aptly describe it in the story these two would inevitably create together. For him, this would not be a simple Holy Grail War. It would be a new journey for him to embark on, along with his Master. As for the other combatants in this War?

They were useless, all useless.

"Might I ask what you used as a catalyst for my summoning, my lady?"
I'm interested. Count me in.
"Munamu!~" Marie was busy making some sandwiches in her group's little slice of paradise. To use the term "sandwich," though, was an understatement. These were works of art on their own, each ingredient a standalone masterpiece. One single bite would cause a normal human's tastebuds to enter a state of euphoria that could not be reached any other way. Such was the power of these "sandwiches." When she had completed making them, she set them delicately on a platter, arranged symmetrically in a dignified fashion. This would be their snack to give them the strength they needed. "My friends, I have made us some sandwiches. Bon appetit!" She called out across the warehouse, hoping that she could bring her group together.
Name: Marie Pinot Age: 14 Nationality: France (Paris) Personality: A girl who loves nothing more than to bring a smile to others. She's quite simple-minded and doesn't always think things through carefully. Quite clumsy and might even be seen as a bit of a ditz with the silly things she says sometimes. She absolutely loves anything to do with food: eating it, making it, taking pictures of it, dressing up dishes to appear fancier than they are, things of that nature. Biography: Born into a lower class family, Marie grew up in a household that never had enough money to feed itself. She was always getting food from soup kitchens, or taking scraps from the restaurants around her. She felt bad for simply taking from these people though, and soon began to learn how to cook for herself. She was extraordinarily talented, to the point where she was helping out with some of the finest restaurants in Paris and was becoming a mini-celebrity. One of the most famous cooking schools recruited her, though unbeknownst to her, her parents had to take out loans with the wrong people to be able to pay for her to go. Eventually, this caught up with them. One evening, while the family was enjoying a meal together, the family was threatened at gunpoint by thugs sent by the debt collectors. Somehow, Marie's parents were killed during a scuffle, and Marie herself would have been killed had it not been for the intervention of a certain Magical Girl. Now, she seeks to protect others from the same fate that she suffered, and the worse fate that she would have suffered. She travels from place to place, using her celebrity status as a chef as a guise for her true intentions. Experience Level: Magical Girl. Skills: -Cooking: A master level chef, able to perform all types of cooking with extreme skill. With this comes a superb sense of taste and smell. And knowledge of how to use cooking utensils as weapons too.~ -Emotional Support: Given her traumatic experiences and her nature as a person, she is exceptional at giving emotional support to those who need it. -Traveler of the World: With her status as a celebrity chef, she has seen all sorts of different cultures and different people. She has fundamental knowledge of most prominent cultures. Magical Power: Her magic stems from the concept of "a chef's food contains a chef's hopes and dreams." She has the ability to magically create food that, with a single taste, imparts the taster with the "hope" or "dream" that Marie has given the food she created. For example, if she hopes to give the taster immense strength to defeat an enemy, the taster will gain that strength. The more powerful the hope and dream, as well as the duration of the imparting, affects how much magical energy Marie uses.
[Rei Yasuhiro, Backyard, Ryuudoji Temple]

Using Master's Clairvoyance on the other Servant as well as looking over his own Servant's parameters, he couldn't help but crack a smile. This was going to be quite fun, a worthy partner to help him win the War.

"Si, compadre, I'm your Master," he replied, using horrible sounding Spainish.

A cowboy who could kill you in an instant, looking like an innocent little boy all the while.

A Holy Knight Captain who looked like a little girl but would probably get drunk on Christ's blood before the evening was over.

Some weird girl who kinda looked like a witch.

And him, the scion of a noble magus family.

This was going to be fantastic.

[Musashi, Einzbern Mansion Interior, Einzbern Mansion]

Before Rayneth stood the greatest of men. A burly man, who with one look you could tell that he was the epitome of masculinity-

Wait, is he like 4'6"? What? THIS was Musashi, the greatest swordsman?

The Saber class Servant looked over Rayneth and scowled. "Man, are you my Master? Yeesh, another princess I gotta protect, what a drag..."

He folded his arms across his chest and sighed. Surely, his parameters as a Servant were nothing to laugh at, and his Noble Phantasms were top notch. He even received an additional bonus to his signature Personal Skill thanks to being summoned within the culture sphere of his legend. But... still...

This kid was kind of a brat.
[Rei Yasuhiro, Backyard, Ryuudou Temple]

This woman questioned his views on religion. He couldn't help but frown as he shook his head. "Despite what my heritage may say about me, I do not subscribe to any sort of belief system when it comes to a higher power. I am what they call an 'agnostic,' as I believe the term goes- one who doesn't particularly care for the deities of the world."

Rei knew the woman may find this irritating to hear, so he decided to try to end his explanation on a positive note.

"However, I do not hold my beliefs against others. I think that whatever you believe in, so long as it makes you a better person, is worth believing in."

There was one thing that he could believe in absolutely from his experiences- himself, and what he was capable of.

"Allow me to show you the strength of my own convictions."

And with that-

"The alighted wind becomes a wall. The gates in the four directions close, coming from the crown, the three-forked road that leads to the kingdom circulate.
Shut. Shut. Shut. Shut. Shut.
Repeat every five times.
Simply, shatter once filled.
――――I announce.
Your self is under me, my fate is in your sword.
In accordance with the approach of the Holy Grail, if you abide by this feeling, this reason, then answer.
Here is my oath. I am the one who becomes all the good of the world of the dead, I am the one who lays out all the evil of the world of the dead.
You, seven heavens clad in three words of power, arrive from the ring of deterrence, O keeper of the balance ―――!"
[Rei Yasuhiro, Backyard, Ryuudou Temple]

This woman was a Captain of the Holy Knights from the Church... Christelle something or other. And she summoned an extremely powerful Servant. Of course he would probably be seen as stupid for sticking around, but he was a member of the Yssiria bloodline. Blunders led to triumph in some cases.

He took out his own summoning materials and began to make his own summoning circle.

"Ms. Proutx. I apologize if I upset you with my manner of observation, but I just had to be sure you were a serious competitor in this War. Now that I've confirmed that, I'm curious- would you be interested in allying with me to ensure that this War ends smoothly and as peacefully as possible?"
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