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Fate/Lost Epoch

Markansas Valdark Reschyshyn
Obsidian Eye Titan

Attending a Yoyo Show

Rushing there on his long, noodly legs, Markansas arrived just in time to see the yoyo show conclude with the hero’s use of some sort of technique that seemed on par with a Noble Phantasm.

He paused only for a minute or two, doubled over, to catch his breath. Then, he paused again for a moment as his heart leapt at Hercules’ parameters. Steeling himself and forging ahead anyway, Markansas then broke out into applause. A slow, teasing clap. “Bravo, bravo. No less than I would expect from the Twelve Labours Luminary himself.”

Though Markansas was similarly a bombastic sort, who made little effort to hide his eccentricities, there still existed a ‘taboo’ in his mind. Mystery could not be revealed to those outside of the moonlit world. That much was obvious. But commanding such a hero to stop would obviously be futile. The best option, then, in Markansas’ mind, was to make the situation seem so absurd that any civilians would assume it was either some strange public performance, or the filming of a movie.

And of course, with Masters and Servants alike gathering towards the spectacle, it would be useful to introduce himself.

“To think that one such as yourself would appear here. But it’s only natural that the world would summon forth the greatest hero of Greece to deal with myself, the embodiment of all humanity’s evils.”

He paused for a moment. Hopefully, Hercules wouldn’t take a moment to destroy him now, considering he was already acting in broad daylight. “But of course, it would be premature to come to a confrontation right now,” He said, only a hint of nervousness in his voice.

“Travel to the outskirts of the city, and there you will find the first of my Four Kings of Calamity. Or perhaps they are an opponent beneath your notice… If you are willing to risk that the first of my dark designs shall proceed as planned. Fufufufufufu....”

With that absolutely careless bluff, Markansas stopped speaking, ready to run the fuck away from the terrifying Servant at a moment’s notice.

@Yankee@Over Illusion

Fate/Lost Epoch

Markansas Valdark Reschyshyn
Great Beast of the End

Wandering through Shinto Town

“Will you be able to glimpse it?” Markansas echoed. “Ohoho… If my illusions have the power to deceive even Servants, I will pride myself on the depths of their darkness.”

As Tutankhamun talked about his abilities, his Master listened in earnest. Speaking with a soft tone for once, he said, “A curse is a terrible thing. A great burden that nonetheless imposes greatness. That is the fate for people such as us. I apologise for dragging your spirit from the great throne only to force you to embrace that… But remember, our wishes are what’s at stake here.” After saying that, he grew silent, perhaps embarrassed at his own sincerity, cloaked as it was in grandiosity.

As the pair strode towards the hotel, they were stopped, as someone notified them about the presence of a certain hero acting in public.

“Oh, how strange. Not only has the greatest hero of Greece been summoned, but somebody wants us to come to a confrontation…” Markansas pondered for a moment. “It’s only natural that the Twelve Labours Luminary would be confronted by myself, The Dark Deva of Destruction. But who is pulling the strings here?”

“Nontheless!” He proclaimed, raising a finger to the sky. “One must not cower away from one’s fate. First we will confront this Hercules. Then, we shall see who will next draw our ire. We will be able to visit my lair soon enough.” He placed a mask upon his face. It wouldn’t do to see the first great hero of this war without fully looking the part of the ‘villain’.

Wandering Through Shinto Town --> Rushing to Attend a Yoyo Show in the Commerce District

@Yankee@Over Illusion

Fate/Lost Epoch

Markansas Valdark Reschyshyn
Unholy Destruction Emperor

A lonely graveyard: Hilltop Church

“I see…” Markansas muttered, swirling the wine in his hand before draining it with a final sip. “You wish to enter through Gehenna’s Gate into my lair of sin…” Markansas threw down the wine glass with a dramatic flourish, and it crashed against a gravestone. It was either that or return the glass to pizza hut after he had run off with it in the first place, and this felt like a time for drama. And carelessly littering dangerous glass in a graveyard was a sin worthy of his darkness, too.

“Naturally!” He exclaimed, adjusting his gloves. “I shall guide you there, but beware that only those who I have granted my permission may enter without facing utter obliteration. And do remember when we arrive; though it’s disguised as a simple hotel, it is in truth a hell of my creation, hidden from mortal eyes.”

He paused a moment, looking at his Servant. “Well then,” He said. “Let us depart. Time rushes on always to perdition. There’s none of it to waste…”

The walk wasn’t a long one, and Markansas’ noodly legs gave him a fast pace. In truth, the area near the church had a somewhat eerie feeling about it, and he was happy to leave it as fast as possible.

Markansas brazenly strode through the town with no attempt to hide himself or lessen the amount of attention his extravagant outfit. The puppet followed after, its movements slightly inhuman, still holding the box of now stone-cold pizza.

Hilltop Church --> Wandering Through Shinto Town

@Yankee

Fate/Lost Epoch

“To think, that this ambrosia would spread even to the far reaches of the East…” Markansas pondered, staring at the open cardboard box in front of him.

“The land of the rising sun even thrust its own mascot on the brand,” He said, stroking a gloved hand across the small cheese-kun plushie that he had picked up at the restaurant, squeezed underarm. In his other hand, he held a glass of wine ordered from the same restaurant, which he sipped intermittently.

“The topping of sin makes a pizza so delicious… Would that the flames of perdition left it warm for longer.” When he’d placed the box down, there had still been a thin steam rising from it, but that had now disappeared entirely.

As he picked up a slice of pizza, his gloves began to soak in the grease of the cheese. A glob of tomato sauce dropped onto his extravagant cravat.

“Oh for fuck’s-”

Markansas Valdark Reschyshyn
Avatar of Ruin

A lonely graveyard: Hilltop Church

Markansas licked at the scarf inelegantly, dabbing away the sauce with his tongue. Finishing up, he looked back towards his Servant. “If you require sustenance, devour to your heart’s content. The toppings are bacon, asparagus, and bolgolgi…”

Naturally, he had summoned an excellent servant. A name that resonated around the world. A name that had unleashed a blighted curse upon the world when unearthed.

Well, in truth he was a little worried that that sort of character would be a little too much for him, so it was probably good that it was just a kid, after all.

“So, it’s time to begin-” With poor timing, Markansas took another bite of the pizza, chomping down on his own words. “Begin this festival of pandemonium.” As he finished the slice, he leaned against a nearby grave, placing his palm near his face in a strange pose. At his instructions, the nearby puppet, dressed identically to him but for the mask covering its demonic face, picked up the box of cold pizza.

“It’s simply a matter of selecting our first targets.” He took an elegant, if small, sip of wine. “Unfortunately, my dark eyes of the abyss have been unable to glimpse any opponents. Yes, it’s unfortunate indeed. But a good opportunity for you to prove your worth as the right hand of the king of infinite hells.”

Despite his grandiose speech, it seemed the magus was at a loss as for what exactly to do after eating pizza in a graveyard, and looking to his Servant for advice. Whether the pharoah realised this or not, Markansas was not the type to talk directly.

@Yankee

Fate/Lost Epoch

The King of Infinite Hells

“As Life and Death dance, I play the tune they move to. I am their weapon. I am their Hope and I am their Despair. So - shall we begin that dance?”

Markansas Valdark Reschyshyn

Devourer of Vice

Gender: Male

Age: 24

Alignment: Chaotic Evil (False)

Rank: ?

Objective for the Grail: “To plunge the world into sin and despair, the likes of which have never been glimpsed before!”

In actuality, his goal is to create a grand utopia; a world where nobody has to suffer. To that end, he’ll stain his hands red if he has to.

Personality: A monstrous villain who embodies all the world’s evils. A creature who feasts on sin and despair, spreading it throughout the world as a plague.

In truth, this is merely a facade. Markansas is a man thoroughly stuck in the mentality of an edgy middle-schooler. Cultivating an act similar to a supervillain, making various grand declarations about his own power and wisdom.

Though his excuse for the act for any who see through it is that it’s essential for both his Magecraft and makes others underestimate him, it is also a method of disguising his true feelings. Those who think he’s a villain, or those who think he’s a fool

Biography: A demon born from the ashes of ruin, to split the world apart in his mad quest for vengeance.

In reality, Markansas is a failure of a Magus. Born to a family that bore multiple children to compete for inheritance of the crest, integrating some Eastern methods in an attempt to strengthen their weakening magecraft.

Markansas was one of the youngest, and barely stood a chance to inherit in the first place. Rather than simply wallow in failure, he decided to play the role of the villain, to unite his conflicting siblings, forcing them to cooperate and even befriend each other.

Of course, there could only be one heir, and it couldn’t be the one who’d spent all his effort making the rest of the family hate him. Perhaps he learned the wrong lesson from this, considering his villainous act a complete success despite not benefiting him in the slightest.

Nonetheless, he was able to attend the Clocktower for lessons, where he succeeded at not making any friends. After some time, he left for Japan in search of a certain genius puppet-user and mystic eye expert, but got distracted by the Fuyuki ritual, which seemed much more important at the time.

Magecraft

Magic Circuit Switch: The feeling of crushing his right arm.

Number of Circuits: C

Quality of Circuits: C

Elemental Affinity: Wind, Fire

Magecraft Abilities:

General Magecraft

The basics.

Sin-Eating

The ritual purification of the dead by eating a cake that has soaked in the sins (grudges) of the deceased. Drawing these grudges into food and then devouring them, allowing them to be housed within.

Scapegoating

The purification of a society by casting an innocent, usually a goat, as a being that takes on the sins of the entire group and is cast out. Various rituals also used humans for the role. Taking on this role, Markansas must make himself 'noticed' by the society as the source of their evil, before being driven out. The more it is done, the more he becomes a being that naturally accumulates grudges simply by existing.

Combining Sin-Eating and Scapegoating, one takes on ‘all the evils of the world’. Taking in these grudges is taxing on the human body, akin to a curse, even if they are only housed there temporarily.

Puppet Creation

The creation of puppets. Puppets that exceed humans in strength but are somewhat lacking in dexterity. They have no minds, but are controlled with simple commands, or directly through a karmic link.

Angels and Demons

Added to stabilise the craft. Puppets are created in the shape of angels, as a sinless shell. When tainted by the sins passed on through Markansas, they become fallen angels (demons); the natural minions of a king of darkness. Utilising the sins as fuel to go beyond their ordinary status as puppets. They are also equipped with what Markansas calls 'Dread Destruction:Demon Detonation', wherein they rapidly burn through all of the grudges within them to cause an explosion that leaves no trace.

Mystic Eyes of Command

Mystic Eyes that briefly impose a simple command on the target. They’re weak enough to only be able to influence the target momentarily, for a single action; stalling the enemy by ordering them to halt, or placing them in a disadvantageous position by making them kneel or fall to the floor. Repeated use leaves the target with resistance and immunity, but since it’s a mutation of ESP and not a form of hypnosis, it can’t be simply countered with magical energy.

Magic Crest: None

Equipment:

Mask of Perdition: A mask forming a lens that amplifies the scope of Mystic Eyes. It doesn’t increase their power but allows multiple targets to be affected, as many as fit within Markansas’ vision. It also has the effect of hiding his face.

Puppets: 2 puppets.

Fake Masks: Masks identical to the Mystic Code, simply used to hide the inhuman faces of the puppets.

Changes of Clothes: 1 set of civilian clothes and 30 sets of Markansas’ elaborate supervillain outfit. 3 pairs of boxers.

Money: Markansas’ life savings. Most of it’s been spent on copies of the same set of clothes and materials for puppets, so he’s only got a hundred thousand yens or so.

Guitar: An ordinary electric guitar.

Exceptional Benefit: Preparation.

Fate/Lost Epoch

Magical Astolfo-Chan

Astolfo

Twelfth Paladin of Charlemagne

Class: Saber
Gender: Le Secret ♪
Attribute: Earth
Alignment: Chaotic Good

Personality: An optimistic and curious adventurer lacking in what most humans would consider 'common sense'. A person who arbitrarily follows whatever his heart desires without caution or regret.

A blabbermouth who talks without thinking as much as he acts without thinking, speaking from the heart no matter the circumstances.

He's proud to be summoned as the strongest class of Saber, and as such attempts to act more 'knightly', though he's easily distracted from this, and his understanding of what a knight is in the first place is pretty flawed.

Objective for the Grail: There is no particular wish, but he desires to continue the grand adventure of life for as long as possible.

Biography: One of the knights of Charlemagne who went on various adventures, both as part of the group and as a lone chivalrous wanderer.

He was briefly a tree for a while before being rescued, once captured a giant and paraded him around to show off, and met Prester John in Ethiopia and saved him from harpies. Interacting with many of the other paladins, he loaned them equipment and was loaned in turn, including Ruggiero's hippogriff.

His greatest accomplishment was visiting the moon to recover Roland's lost sanity, before returning to Earth to help the armies of Charlemagne against the Saracen invaders.

Weapon: A net sword.

Parameters

STR: C+ ||| END: C ||| AGI: A ||| MAN: B ||| LCK: A++

Class Skills

Magic Resistance: A

Grants protection against magical effects, cancelling them entirely. Cancels spells of A-rank or below, leaving one practically untouchable to modern magi. The rank is passively heightened due to the possession of his book Noble Phantasm.

Riding: A

The class skill of both Saber and Rider, denoting the capacity to ride mounts and vehicles. A rank that gives aptitude for the Rider class, allowing all vehicles as well all creatures except those of Phantasmal Beast and Divine Beast rank.

Personal Skills

Evaporation of Sanity: D

The dissolution of reason to the point that keeping secrets is impossible. One who carelessly blabbers about the abilities and secrets of allies, making an alliance a difficult prospect.

It also serves as a minor form of instinct; feeling the correct course of action during battle.

Independent Action: B

Derived from Astolfo's solo adventures across the world and beyond. Arbitrarily ranging away from one's Master for various reasons is naturally something Astolfo excels at. At this rank, it's even possible to remain in the world without a Master for a maximum of two days, achieved by conserving mana by avoiding fighting or use of one's Noble Phantasms.

Noble Phantasms

Vulcano Caligorante: Capturing Net of Good Fortune

Rank B Anti-Unit
Range: 1-5
Maximum Targets: 1

A net that can capture gods, owned originally by the giant Caligorante. Unfortunately, he got tangled in his own net due to panic at Astolfo's horn.

Upon becoming a Saber, this Noble Phantasm was turned into a sword, since its the most sword-like of Astolfo's Noble Phantasms. It retains its flexibility as a whip sword or galient sword.

La Black Luna: Magic Flute that Calls Panic

Rank C Anti-Army
Range: 1-50
Maximum Targets: 100

A magic flute that makes a sound similar to the roar of a dragon and the cry of a divine horse. A mass auditory attack that slams into everything in the area with an explosion. Since its power is weak, it can destroy small fry but won't do much damage to Servants. However, it does have the additional effect of possibly deafening those who hear it. A mild disadvantage to a Servant, but a disadvantage nontheless.

Normally takes the form of a small horn at Astolfo's hip, but when the time comes to blow it, it grows to encircle him.

Casa di Logistilla: Destruction Declaration

Rank C Anti-Unit (Self)
Range: -
Maximum Targets: 1

A magic tome given to Astolfo by the witch Logistilla. It contains the means to shatter any magecraft, and passively grants A-rank Magic Resistance due to possession alone.

If the true name is invoked by reading the book, one can discover the possibility of destroying any spell. A true cheat ability that makes one an undeniable Magus killer, if only Astolfo had the mentality to use it efficiently.

Crazy Trip Drive Idol: Senseless Berserk Idol

Rank B+ Anti-Unit (Self)
Range: 0-99
Maximum Targets: 1

A Noble Phantasm that invokes the power of the Hippogriff that Astolfo would have as a Rider. An imaginary numbers-like existence that is everywhere and nowhere at the same time, throwing the enemy camp into disorder.

Turning into multiple illusory copies, and further multiplying after a certain amount of time has passed, it is the worst nightmare for a specific group of Servants.

The King of Infinite Hells

“As Life and Death dance, I play the tune they move to. I am their weapon. I am their Hope and I am their Despair. So - shall we begin that dance?”

Markansas Valdark Reschyshyn

Devourer of Vice

Gender: Male

Age: 24

Alignment: Chaotic Evil (False)

Rank: ?

Objective for the Grail: “To plunge the world into sin and despair, the likes of which have never been glimpsed before!”

In actuality, his goal is to create a grand utopia; a world where nobody has to suffer. To that end, he’ll stain his hands red if he has to.

Personality: A monstrous villain who embodies all the world’s evils. A creature who feasts on sin and despair, spreading it throughout the world as a plague.

In truth, this is merely a facade. Markansas is a man thoroughly stuck in the mentality of an edgy middle-schooler. Cultivating an act similar to a supervillain, making various grand declarations about his own power and wisdom.

Though his excuse for the act for any who see through it is that it’s essential for both his Magecraft and makes others underestimate him, it is also a method of disguising his true feelings. Those who think he’s a villain, or those who think he’s a fool

Biography: A demon born from the ashes of ruin, to split the world apart in his mad quest for vengeance.

In reality, Markansas is a failure of a Magus. Born to a family that bore multiple children to compete for inheritance of the crest, integrating some Eastern methods in an attempt to strengthen their weakening magecraft.

Markansas was one of the youngest, and barely stood a chance to inherit in the first place. Rather than simply wallow in failure, he decided to play the role of the villain, to unite his conflicting siblings, forcing them to cooperate and even befriend each other.

Of course, there could only be one heir, and it couldn’t be the one who’d spent all his effort making the rest of the family hate him. Perhaps he learned the wrong lesson from this, considering his villainous act a complete success despite not benefiting him in the slightest.

Nonetheless, he was able to attend the Clocktower for lessons, where he succeeded at not making any friends. After some time, he left for Japan in search of a certain genius puppet-user and mystic eye expert, but got distracted by the Fuyuki ritual, which seemed much more important at the time.

Magecraft

Magic Circuit Switch: The feeling of crushing his right arm.

Number of Circuits: C

Quality of Circuits: C

Elemental Affinity: Wind, Fire

Magecraft Abilities:

General Magecraft

The basics.

Sin-Eating

The ritual purification of the dead by eating a cake that has soaked in the sins (grudges) of the deceased. Drawing these grudges into food and then devouring them, allowing them to be housed within.

Scapegoating

The purification of a society by casting an innocent, usually a goat, as a being that takes on the sins of the entire group and is cast out. Various rituals also used humans for the role. Taking on this role, Markansas must make himself 'noticed' by the society as the source of their evil, before being driven out. The more it is done, the more he becomes a being that naturally accumulates grudges simply by existing.

Combining Sin-Eating and Scapegoating, one takes on ‘all the evils of the world’. Taking in these grudges is taxing on the human body, akin to a curse, even if they are only housed there temporarily.

Puppet Creation

The creation of puppets. Puppets that exceed humans in strength but are somewhat lacking in dexterity. They have no minds, but are controlled with simple commands, or directly through a karmic link.

Angels and Demons

Added to stabilise the craft. Puppets are created in the shape of angels, as a sinless shell. When tainted by the sins passed on through Markansas, they become fallen angels (demons); the natural minions of a king of darkness. Utilising the sins as fuel to go beyond their ordinary status as puppets. They are also equipped with what Markansas calls 'Dread Destruction:Demon Detonation', wherein they rapidly burn through all of the grudges within them to cause an explosion that leaves no trace.

Mystic Eyes of Command

Mystic Eyes that briefly impose a simple command on the target. They’re weak enough to only be able to influence the target momentarily, for a single action; stalling the enemy by ordering them to halt, or placing them in a disadvantageous position by making them kneel or fall to the floor. Repeated use leaves the target with resistance and immunity, but since it’s a mutation of ESP and not a form of hypnosis, it can’t be simply countered with magical energy.

Magic Crest: None

Equipment:

Mask of Perdition: A mask forming a lens that amplifies the scope of Mystic Eyes. It doesn’t increase their power but allows multiple targets to be affected, as many as fit within Markansas’ vision. It also has the effect of hiding his face.

Puppets: 2 puppets.

Fake Masks: Masks identical to the Mystic Code, simply used to hide the inhuman faces of the puppets.

Changes of Clothes: 1 set of civilian clothes and 30 sets of Markansas’ elaborate supervillain outfit. 3 pairs of boxers.

Money: Markansas’ life savings. Most of it’s been spent on copies of the same set of clothes and materials for puppets, so he’s only got a hundred thousand yens or so.

Guitar: An ordinary electric guitar.

Exceptional Benefit: Preparation.

Fate/Lost Epoch

Magical Astolfo-Chan

Astolfo

Twelfth Paladin of Charlemagne

Class: Saber
Gender: Le Secret ♪
Attribute: Earth
Alignment: Chaotic Good

Personality: An optimistic and curious adventurer lacking in what most humans would consider 'common sense'. A person who arbitrarily follows whatever his heart desires without caution or regret.

A blabbermouth who talks without thinking as much as he acts without thinking, speaking from the heart no matter the circumstances.

He's proud to be summoned as the strongest class of Saber, and as such attempts to act more 'knightly', though he's easily distracted from this, and his understanding of what a knight is in the first place is pretty flawed.

Objective for the Grail: There is no particular wish, but he desires to continue the grand adventure of life for as long as possible.

Biography: One of the knights of Charlemagne who went on various adventures, both as part of the group and as a lone chivalrous wanderer.

He was briefly a tree for a while before being rescued, once captured a giant and paraded him around to show off, and met Prester John in Ethiopia and saved him from harpies. Interacting with many of the other paladins, he loaned them equipment and was loaned in turn, including Ruggiero's hippogriff.

His greatest accomplishment was visiting the moon to recover Roland's lost sanity, before returning to Earth to help the armies of Charlemagne against the Saracen invaders.

Weapon: A net sword.

Parameters

STR: C+ ||| END: C ||| AGI: A ||| MAN: B ||| LCK: A++

Class Skills

Magic Resistance: A

Grants protection against magical effects, cancelling them entirely. Cancels spells of A-rank or below, leaving one practically untouchable to modern magi. The rank is passively heightened due to the possession of his book Noble Phantasm.

Riding: A

The class skill of both Saber and Rider, denoting the capacity to ride mounts and vehicles. A rank that gives aptitude for the Rider class, allowing all vehicles as well all creatures except those of Phantasmal Beast and Divine Beast rank.

Personal Skills

Evaporation of Sanity: D

The dissolution of reason to the point that keeping secrets is impossible. One who carelessly blabbers about the abilities and secrets of allies, making an alliance a difficult prospect.

It also serves as a minor form of instinct; feeling the correct course of action during battle.

Independent Action: B

Derived from Astolfo's solo adventures across the world and beyond. Arbitrarily ranging away from one's Master for various reasons is naturally something Astolfo excels at. At this rank, it's even possible to remain in the world without a Master for a maximum of two days, achieved by conserving mana by avoiding fighting or use of one's Noble Phantasms.

Noble Phantasms

Vulcano Caligorante: Capturing Net of Good Fortune

Rank B Anti-Unit
Range: 1-5
Maximum Targets: 1

A net that can capture gods, owned originally by the giant Caligorante. Unfortunately, he got tangled in his own net due to panic at Astolfo's horn.

Upon becoming a Saber, this Noble Phantasm was turned into a sword, since its the most sword-like of Astolfo's Noble Phantasms. It retains its flexibility as a whip sword or galient sword.

La Black Luna: Magic Flute that Calls Panic

Rank C Anti-Army
Range: 1-50
Maximum Targets: 100

A magic flute that makes a sound similar to the roar of a dragon and the cry of a divine horse. A mass auditory attack that slams into everything in the area with an explosion. Since its power is weak, it can destroy small fry but won't do much damage to Servants. However, it does have the additional effect of possibly deafening those who hear it. A mild disadvantage to a Servant, but a disadvantage nontheless.

Normally takes the form of a small horn at Astolfo's hip, but when the time comes to blow it, it grows to encircle him.

Casa di Logistilla: Destruction Declaration

Rank C Anti-Unit (Self)
Range: -
Maximum Targets: 1

A magic tome given to Astolfo by the witch Logistilla. It contains the means to shatter any magecraft, and passively grants A-rank Magic Resistance due to possession alone.

If the true name is invoked by reading the book, one can discover the possibility of destroying any spell. A true cheat ability that makes one an undeniable Magus killer, if only Astolfo had the mentality to use it efficiently.

Crazy Trip Drive Idol: Senseless Berserk Idol

Rank B+ Anti-Unit (Self)
Range: 0-99
Maximum Targets: 1

A Noble Phantasm that invokes the power of the Hippogriff that Astolfo would have as a Rider. An imaginary numbers-like existence that is everywhere and nowhere at the same time, throwing the enemy camp into disorder.

Turning into multiple illusory copies, and further multiplying after a certain amount of time has passed, it is the worst nightmare for a specific group of Servants.

Fate/Lost Epoch

@Mr President
Sounds good, I'll probably come up with some backups too though.

Paladin teamup is a scary concept for everyone.

Fate/Lost Epoch

@Mr President
Sounds fun. Is there any rule on playing canons that don't have mats out yet? Kinda want to play Saber Astolfo and I've seen people rule that in the past.

Fate/Sanguine Serpentinite

Might need some editing, but here's the initial Berserker.

Demon Berserker

True Name: Rostam (White)

Gender: Male

Attribute:

Era: Age of the Gods

Area: Persia

Alignment: Lawful Mad

Weapon: Sword and Mace

Background:

One of the greatest heroes of Persia, born to a heroic legacy going back generations. Famous for various episodes, including killing a mad elephant single-handedly at a young age, going through seven labours to rescue his king from a demon, unknowingly killing his own son, and his legendary fight with the hero Esfandyar.

This, however, is not that Rostam. After defeating the White Demon, Rostam took its skull as a helmet. Naturally, the demon would extend its influence into corrupting the hero - but Rostam’s bravery and devotion to Ahura Mazda were enough to hold this off with little difficulty.

Within the Berserker class container, however, this corruption was able to take hold. Various anecdotes exist of Rostam acting in anger, both towards his own horse and his enemies, but this incarnation of Rostam is more than simply a berserk Rostam. Rather, this is an ‘inhuman’, fallen version of the hero.

Parameters:

STR: A+ ||| END: B+ ||| AGI: A ||| MAN: C ||| LCK: C

Class Skills

Demon Enhancement: A

A mutation of Mad Enhancement based on the influence of the White Demon, whose skull Rostam took as a helmet.

Rather than boosting Parameters, the very nature of one’s existence is changed, becoming a Monstrous Human. Physical capabilities and senses are increased beyond the abilities of humans, though they still cannot compare to that of a naturally born monster. As with Mad Enhancement, reasoning capabilities are lost almost completely.

Though the White Demon and Rostam were both intelligent beings, the dissonance between them has resulted in a complete suppression of personality, leaving a raging monstrosity that simply obeys the commands of its Master.

Personal Skills

Mana Burst (Storm): A

The storm magic of the White Demon, integrated into Rostam’s being. The ability to infuse mana into one’s body and weapons and expel it, creating an effect similar to a jet burst by using large amounts of Magical Energy.

In this case, winds are also created by the effect, and can be used as a ranged attack.

Eye of the Mind (False): B

A danger-avoidance ability based on intuition, gained through various struggles and journeys. Remains effective despite Rostam’s madness as it is honed to an instinct.

The skill of a hero able to intuit his way through various trials and fights with beasts and heroes alike.

Bravery: B+

An ability to avoid mental influences of various kinds that also increases the damage dealt to opponents. A skill allowing one to combat various raging beasts, even as a young child.

Fundamentally sealed by Demon Enhancement.

Noble Phantasms

Div-E Sepid
White (Black)

D Rank Anti-Unit
Range: 0-5
Maximum Targets:

The absolute darkness of Div-E Sepid’s cave, and the blindness it inflicted on others, though weakened considerably from its true use by the demon.

A darkness that spills endlessly from Rostam’s heart in increasing amounts; a method of inflicting blindness on one’s foes. It has no physical presence, but offers resistance when moved through. It obscures sight completely, but also somewhat reduces various other senses of those within it.

By stopping in one area for long enough, the darkness pools and creates a lair of shadows. Naturally, Rostam’s own senses are largely unhindered by it, so this area forms a perfect hunting ground for the Berserker.

It cannot be dissipated by wind or force, but light causes it to decay, and holy rites can nullify it entirely.

Babr-E Bayan
Seven Labours

B Rank Anti-Unit (Self)
Range: 0
Maximum Targets: 7

The Multiple-layered defensive coat of Rostam. A powerful defense that includes the skin of a dragon. In its initial form, its defensive abilities simply reduce all incoming damage, even from Noble Phantasms, by 30%.

Its true ability, however, is the capacity to grow with each victory Rostam claims. To a maximum of seven victories, equal to the number of trials he overcame while hunting the White Demon, Rostam can conceptually integrate the defensive capabilities of each foe he defeats.

As a Berserker, this ability takes the form of an automatic defensive ability with no invocation necessary. In addition, the integration of a defeated opponent’s defenses is automatic, though the case may be different for a sane Rostam.