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No matter how far she ran, it was never far behind. but the War had derailed so violently and spared her where so many others fell gruesomely, and the devastation far spread.

She would be offered as the final sacrifice for the Grail. and had that final night not played out as it had, she understood that her fate would have followed her rival’s. I had no idea of the man who had formed a pact with me until it was too late". And at the time of Lancer and Lord Kayneth’s deaths, Kiritsugu had all three Command Seals in tact - there was no means of rebellion. At the time, I thought it callous on his part, but he could see I was setting myself up for a fall, and he expected better of King Arthur. I was an inexperienced Servant, a naïve king. Her head hung out of shame, out of regret, to make another child suffer - as a Servant of that battle, it wasn’t her place to be so upset, not even if it had inflicted damage unto her. No heart, no matter how weary, could stand it, and her face already weighted with guilt crumpled further. They cut deeper than any blade and no armour could prevent their piercing. They were the cries of yet another child scarred by that wretched War. I already felt myself becoming tired, like I had run several marathons in a row without stopping. I took a deep breath, and with one more squeeze I exhaled, letting her hand go.

I’ve seen him grow, both in this city and in Chaldea… He’s a lot stronger than he lets on, even before his union with Zhuge Liang. Nobody hated my mentor more than he hated himself, as if he took that as a personal creed and stuck to it. I look forward to seeing where it takes you here, and know you have my support in every step you take”. You’ve a tremendous spirit to travel your own journey when so many saw you as someone else. If he’s like us, he doesn’t give himself enough credit for keeping the strength to pick himself up and carry on”.Ī second hand laid itself upon their union. He survived a savage War and continued to walk a path he decided for himself. But also to commend him - we met only a few times, but he was always there by Rider’s side on the front-line. I ask you pass on my condolences for what that War took away from him. If that day never comes, that is fine - I’d not wish to trouble him by opening old wounds. “For the time being, I’ll maintain my distance from your mentor, until a day when he may feel comfortable seeing me. But like the girl, there were people here who needed her to try and pull herself together. She followed the request with a nod it was a promise that would take time to perfect practicing - a habit of centuries that needed breaking. Having those around you whom you care for so dearly, those who stand their ground to help you that’s a testament to the person you are. But if there’s anything I can do to help, you have my word that I’ll fight for it. What you say is true - we were thrust into unfortunate circumstances, and nothing can be done to alter what was already determined in the past. They had a mere glance at her pages and understood her so well, she would hope to be able to possess such a heart one day. And in return, her fingers squeezed ever so gently. And yet, their kindness had extended a hand out and took hold of hers. Theirs wasn’t forgiveness she anticipating earning so easily, if ever.

But other than the King of Heroes, none of the Servants called to that battlefield could truly prepare themselves for the hell they had been brought to the edge of before they were waist-deep - not even Rider. Had she known what kind of man Emiya Kiritsugu was, things might have played out far differently. Just as the Grail’s destruction had been orchestrated without her consent, without her approval, so too had the entirety of the War, as early as her summoning. It was a fact no matter how deep into the ground she beat herself. Taken under the wing of one of the Lords of the Clock Tower, she bears the title of ‘apprentice’ to that man, learning all she can about magecraft under his tutelage.Īt her best, Gray is kind, devoted and thoughtful.Īt her worst, Gray is naive, tactless and afraid. With her body morphing into a vessel to receive King Arthur’s spirit in the modern era, all she has left of herself is her soul. A shy little bookworm with a lot of magic homeworkĪ human possessing the power of one of the strongest heroes of legend, wielding a scythe that eats the souls and magic of the earth.Manages to conceal one of Earth’s most powerful weapons by… hiding it in her coat.This is Saber’s face! Not her face! And she hates it.Is (unfortunately) King Arthur’s reincarnation.Grayvekeep: Gray | Lord El Melloi II Case Files