Holy Grail.
A magical device that can grant any wish that a person desires.
Holy Grail War.
A do-or-die competition between inividuals to attain the "right" to acquire the Holy Grail.
Master.
A magus who is a participant of the Holy Grail and is aided by his or her loyal Servant.
Servant.
A Heroic Spirit bound to a Master through contract to fight in the Holy Grail War.
The year is 2019. Nineteen years after the previous Holy Grail War in Japan, a new battle for the Holy Grail now commences in Philippine soil.
In a small island [Mactan] where it all started...
Let the clash of the heroes of old and new eras begin.
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<Unknown P.O.V>
There... in the midst of an old chamber of a rundown church is a person standing in a slump.
The entire place is dim. Though they're candle lights flickering on the side of the walls, the light that they emanate is too shallow that I cannot figure out whether that person is a male or female.
But amidst of the bad lighting, I could make out the top hat sitting on top of the person's head. Adorned on what appears to be his/her fingers are glistening stones that shone like small flash strobes like gems of sorts.
And to make it more creepy, black colored smoke-like trails are overflowing around his/her body as if that person was a vampire being melted by sunlight.
A slight shiver ran across my entire build as I felt that person look at me with his large hollow eyes, eyes that portray a sensation of dread and hatred.
I... can't move. Even an inch of my finger won't twitch on its own.
*Gasp*
I held my breath as that ubiquitous being jumped right at me and grabbed my neck. At that moment, I saw the image being reflected on that person's glaring and dying eyes...
*RING*
"...Huh?"
I blurted out tiredly as my alarm clock resonated within the four corners of my bedroom.
So it was just a dream...?
If I have to be honest with myself, it was more like a nightmare than a dream. A bad one if I may add.
I slowly sat up on my bed, trying to erase that eerie feeling surrounding my heart.
And why is it that my hand's on fire....?
...Eh?
The moment I stared at my right hand, I saw something bizarre.
There printed on the back of my hand is a tattoo in a hue of crimson blood.
amazing