A young man named Charles was lounging in his room, playing Fate Grand Order on his phone. He had black hair and brown eyes, and was dressed in a plain black shirt with jeans. After playing for a few minutes, he began to feel extremely thirsty and hungry.
Deciding to grab a snack, he stood up from his chair and made his way to the kitchen.
He walked over to his fridge and hoped to find something to eat or drink,but unfortunately, it was empty, with no food inside to satisfy his cravings.
Disappointed, he shut the fridge door and headed towards the front door of his house to go to the nearby convenience store.
Before stepping outside, he took a deep breath and made sure to lock his door to prevent any unwanted visitors from entering. Once outside, he started walking along the sidewalk towards the store that was just a short distance from his house.
Suddenly, a truck came speeding towards him, causing him to freeze in shock. The truck hit him with tremendous force, sending him flying onto the road. This impact was so severe that he lost consciousness the moment he landed.
All the noises around him grew faint until they disappeared completely, leaving him in a silent world. Then, his vision faded to gray and eventually turned pitch black.
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In the vast darkness, a piercing alarm clock ring suddenly awoke Charles. He took shallow breaths with a pale face, as if he had just been startled from a bad dream. But this was even worse than a nightmare. Moments ago, he was hit by a truck, an experience that was anything but enjoyable.
Recalling the event that had left him, he reflexively checked the spot where he was hit but instead found that he wasn't wearing his favorite plain white shirt. He was dressed in something strange yet oddly familiar, which only added to the unsettling feeling. He didn't want to dwell on the peculiarity because right now, all he needed was calmness, despite feeling something was off.
He took a deep breath and let his body relax after the tension that had overwhelmed him, making sure his body showed no signs of the impact.
But then he thought of something. How could he have survived such a collision? It was clearly life-threatening. Feeling bewildered, he decided to look around for information about what happened.
Perhaps he had somehow ended up in a hospital room. But as he thought about it, he realized that the place he was in was unfamiliar. The room was empty of any medical equipment, which was unusual for a patient room.
The room was white, with only a bed that he was lying on and a table beside it with a mirror and a clock that seems to wakes him up earlier.
When he reached for the mirror, he noticed something even more shocking. His hands had become more delicate, like a woman's. He then look at the mirror and then the reflection he saw was not his own face. It was the face of a character from a game named Astolfo, a servant with Rider class who is the one of the Twelve Paladins of Charlemagne from the game Fate Grand Order.
Astolfo had a distinctive androgynous appearance with long, light pink hair, a unique yaeba teeth pattern, and wore elaborate clothing including a white cape, black garments, and an iron skirt. Astolfo were also the son of English King Otto and a cousin to both Orlando and Rinaldo.
Setting the mirror down, Charles took a deep breath. What on earth was happening to him?
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Author note: hello there, who is still read this fanfiction till you saw this note, well.. I'm must say something About this fanfiction. First of all I'm must warned you that I'm is a newbie writer Soo Don't expecting a great fanfic, I just wanted to try write a fanfic about someone that find themselves into a world of Fate Grand order.
To be frank I'm not a native English so my grammar might be poor as hell, so I hope you're don't mind about this poor grammar.
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