"So you are one of the chosen ones? ... Well, it looks like you were lucky after all. Not always an opportunity like this presents itself ... not for someone of your origin" informs the woman looking at you after reading the folder in his hands, with an almost imperceptible disdain in her eyes.
"So you are one of the chosen ones? ... Well, it looks like you were lucky after all. Not always an opportunity like this presents itself ... not for someone of your origin" informs the woman looking at you after reading the folder in his hands, with an almost imperceptible disdain in his eyes.
Her nose twists slightly as if he smells something that won't aggravate him, sniffing a little, wipes his nose of an absent odor before continuing: "I hope you see the value of this chance to participate in something ... bigger." 'What you will never achieve' was not said, but it was heard.
"Although we have no shortage of candidates, it would be very nice if we don't have to return your body to your family." You are expendable.
"We are not under any illusions that the Executors have any appreciation for the true art of our project, you are very much focused on the power and rewards you wish to obtain, rather than seeing the bigger goal than being in front of you".
"Inconsistent fools." mumbles the woman before continuing.
"But again a semblance of the power of a Heroic Spirit and realistic simulation to train and fight without any superior thought, even I can see the fascination for your type, so it will have to be enough".
Her disdain quickly deepened in her tone, obviously inflamed by the apparent inconsequence of whoever hired her, before disappearing under her hostile professionalism, without further comment, she produces a pile of papers, touching the table's seat like a lake whose surface and agitated, a visible wave appears, with prana, which slides over the table.
In an instant time freezes, light dimming as if the entire room had been overshadowed.
[Welcome to Fate/System Online ]
A text box floating above the document, a little reminiscent of the status screen that every master observed, seconds later, you recover or pretend the same, then moving your hand, raised the pen to sign, of course, it was done right after reading it everything that was written on the papers (the simulation allowed you to pay the contract), writing in a stylized cursive form, thanking internally for the extra calligraphy classes.
What followed were the usual Terms of Service, Rules of Conduct, and assorted digital documents that needed to be agreed to play any game today.
However, there were some modifications at the end, which seemed like the origin stories provided by the players would go through a filling, in the missing holes, automatically in the course of their interaction with the virtual world, and may even be mixed with past events of the simulation.
That done, it was necessary to perform the correct and appropriate registration in the program, the showcase for the creation of the character.
Soon the second set of papers was put in place before another overlay, a more modern character creation screen appears very different from those normally found in other games, in this, you receive a basic and shapeless mannequin and beside it small pictures float, these were blank for you to type what you wanted in the shape of your character, to which it appeared the system would mount the shape of your character based on the information added on the mannequin.
It also saw some 'advanced' options for you, that as a beta tester, you had the option of creating families of Magus and custom mystical codes to extend the game engine, options that can be withdrawn or restricted on a large-scale release.
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The door opened, revealing a small figure to the outside world, unadorned with any identifying features.
She, by reflex, partially covered her eyes from the light outside that room, she had long been accustomed to the apparent lack of light appropriate for the place and for a few moments, the world seems to have flaws as the shell previously without feature adapted to a new avatar, shrinking slightly when the height of the figure dropped, as well as gained new curves.
After a few moments, an elaborate avatar appears, emerging in a large meeting room, with abundant decorations indicating
that was not supposed to be the personal opening for the clock tower corridors.
The ballroom was a ballroom that had been reused in what she believed was a way for the local magus to squander their superiority, at least that was what she thought as the number of betas was quite small compared to the size of the area they were in. , and for the first time since the start of the game, reflective surfaces were available to view.
Approaching one of the surfaces begins to analyze your avatar.
She was a considerably small female figure, she had oriental features with fair skin and sharp eyes in a beautiful grayish silver tone, her hair was ginger red.
She was wearing a long-sleeved overcoat that looked like a gray hooded kimono, which highlighted dark fingerless gloves, in conjunction with a vest (wine with golden details) and a shirt (Blue with golden details).
In addition to gray leggings and a pair of dark blue boots with golden details that ended on her thighs.
In short if she, a fashionista would have a heart attack while sailing from afar.
Perfect.
She couldn't help smiling, her face that instantly reflected in her thoughts, her lips twisted into a soft smile, almost shy, which was very beautiful that gave her avatar a certain charm, the redhead turns to face hall and examines the room.
Some of the characters were obviously representations coming from Nasuverse, anime or video games, the characteristics made by the server were a little random, I could still see that some betas managed to bend this standard.
She was sure that there were at least 5 or 6 Saber's faces between the betas as well as two or three Shiki's.
....that was a Deadpool?
I do not want to know.
No, and that she could complain, even when the system had given her random proportions (face shape, height, weight, hair length, depth of the chosen tone, damn even the size of her breasts), she still looked like a female version of Emyia Shirou if you take off your long hair and the wrong shade of eyes.
Well, I suppose that when asking for a system based on a notorious universe in repeating the faces of certain characters to help in the creation of yours, it can be equivalent to copying and pasting with some changes.
'Sigh '
"Yua-chan!" A deep voice calls.
Automatically she looks in the direction the voice had called her, then her eyes sparkle in recognition.
There on the west wall near the buffet were two very different figures, although you were physically different from what she was used to, both figures still had the same personalities and oddities.
In a way both figures stood out, One of the figures was huge in both width and height, having an athlete's physique, with a male face, green eyes, and dark hair, the only thing that stood out the most was the scar that close to the right eye.
He wore a dark leather jacket with a dark green shirt, dark blue pants tucked in dark brown combat boots with a belt with a big buckle
In short, he would be like Kal-el, not the new 52's superboy if he were taller, with green eyes and a scar.
He would be a pretty somber figure if he weren't smiling and waving at me.
There was also another one, next to the first one he was leaning against the wall, taking advantage of the taller man's shadow to hide himself from curious eyes, taking a nap, obviously, he was tall, not as tall as the others, he was a swimmer's physique , with long brown hair tied in a ponytail that reached the lower back, his features resembled those of an English nobleman or a lord from one of the cultivation tales that the character's creator loved to read, Wuxian, if not I'm mistaken, there was an earring that stood out on the right ear, he wore a black sweatshirt with dark purple highlights, he also wore jeans with black boots.
I approach the duo, with calm and silent steps, something that only someone who has spent a lifetime training would achieve, I believe that my character's history is coming into effect.
"You are late" informs the shorter man in a hoarse voice, as soon as I am close, without even opening my eye, leaving no opening to greet them.
"Sorry, I got lost on the way of life ." he said automatically with a slightly amused tone, taking advantage of his mistake.
"Ha ... ha .. that was really funny " said the same
"You asked for that, Liel," said the taller man to the identified Liel.
'Sigh' "Whatever, what happened to you to take Yua so long?"
Opening his eyes he will study her, anyone else would have been intimidated if he were put in the situation in which she found herself, but for her, the glow was something very familiar, it was even comforting because it showed how worried he was about she.
'Something that was not without reason thanks to its history' guiltily thinks Yua.
"I was reading the game's terms of the agreement."
The reactions were automatic, Liel pushed away from the wall looking at it with understanding.
The other...
'Groan' "Come on Yua, you know that most of these terms are just there for the Devs to have an excuse to cover their problems, that's why everyone jumps."
"Well, that should be one more reason why it is necessary to inspect the terms if there is something there that is different from what we agree morally?"
"So you noticed, too," said the shorter brunette.
"Yes," said the redhead
"Did you notice what?" the biggest question.
"The Devs are working hard to create this gamer, apparently the betas should choose real names in addition to selecting their characteristics without messing with their character, filtering bad words are also not allowing substitutions or numerical complements, as well as the warning of automatic filling in character history, they're really trying to make the world look as realistic as possible. "informs Liel
"There was an NDA in the contract, which basically said that this game is doubling as a field test for joint research between various universities and government-supported organizations, any disclosure of this out of the game, could result in a fine or imprisonment and that will be covered by this NDA that you are signing. "Continue the girl.
"So, they're creating cutting-edge AI that is responsive when everyone has fun, I get it." the tallest one shrugged easily: "There is no need to do a big thing, I think"
"There is no ... 'sigh' Gael do you know how bad things can get if it turns out? We can possibly go through another cold war if the AI's don't turn against us!" informs the other with a tired look.
"We will cross that bridge in the loyal future at that moment I believe that we should seize this opportunity, besides this and Typer-moon the probability of having another situation 'Kishinami' is as certain as Gilgamesh being self-centered".
"Ho .. do you think the NPC's have gained any awareness as in Moon-cel?" asks Liel raising one of his eyebrows
"I don't think ... I bet it will happen".
"No bets" replies the girl, massaging her forehead with her left hand.
"Blows away pleasures" grumbles Gael.
"It wouldn't be valid if everyone already knew the result"
" that makes sense." Liel agrees, his gaze passed over another group of players emerging from identical doors at one end of the floor, the group sporting a wide variety of hair colors. "So, how many fandons do you think we will see represented here in the Beta?"
"Two dozen, I've seen Final Fantasy, Tales of Zestiria and a possible Alucard, from Hellsing. " His frown fell." Someone also pretended to be a pretty obvious Deadpool. "
"Yes, I noticed it too," says the redhead "I would like to know how they got this done".
"Had" answers Liel
"Hmm?"
"There was an option to deepen the mechanics of creating your character" continues in a monotone tone.
"W-what ?!"
"Yes, it was an image that looked like a tool that was floating on the right side of the mannequin" agrees Gael.
"O-o"
"You didn't notice, did you?"
"I-i"
Fortunately, Yua was saved from her 'interrogation' by a loud cough that caught the attention of everyone in the room.
In turn, all three teammates set their eyes on the suit-clad figure, wearing a bright red stole.
The man, a version of Waver Velvet, also known as Lord El-Meloi II, in his position on the stage that was near the wall to the east of the hall, with a dispassionate air looked at the mass of players.
After a few moments, he sighed. and said, "Well, at least Lord Halstrog, he didn't scare many of you, I'm glad he followed my advice and restrained certain servants from all of you, that's a good thing."
"I"
Fortunately, Yua was saved from her 'interrogation' by a loud cough that caught the attention of everyone in the room.
In turn, all three teammates set their eyes on the suit-clad figure, wearing a bright red stole.
The man, a version of Waver Velvet, also known as Lord El-Meloi II, in his position on the stage that was near the wall to the east of the hall, with a dispassionate air looked at the mass of players.
After a few moments, he sighed. and said, "Well, at least Lady Halstrog, he didn't scare many of you, I'm glad he followed my advice and restrained certain servants from all of you, that's a good thing."
One of the players in the crowd grunted a little loudly for not having chosen, his companions will agree when the NPC really stopped abruptly, freezing in place before turning to the man in question, then the lord of the Clock Tower scolds him "Listen to your damn brat, Lady Hastrong may have been happy to put up with all of you with low compatibility or too powerful servers and watch them melt as part of the experiment.
But I am one of the only people willing to really talk about their experience in the Grail War, so let me clarify something: Servants are not and never will be, tools, all fools in the fourth war who thought that way died horribly because they did not try to understand or work with their partner. "
He pointed a finger at the now shocked player and continues, "And if you think it would be better to try to share a soul and a mind with an incompatible or alien servant, then you are too stupid to work here."
"Now, does anyone else want to complement this fool?"
silence
" Good, if there are no more interruptions then I will return to explain about this project".
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{A / N: for those who want here is the link to the description of the woman at the beginning of the chapter. https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn%3AANd9GcShbSfLUxejA4Z1tyiH930ysUXXN0rdf_UEOg&usqp=CAU.
Here is the link to Yua's appearance - my creation ->
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