As then in another place the man pulled out the holy grail, as he started to summons the servant.
I summon you, The alter ego said ready to summon the servant. Ramulus, Gaius Julius Caeser. As then he thinks for a bit before saying another name. Cleopatra, Caligula
As then the servants got summond as then the alter ego sent the grail flying to them.
So which one you will be the one to destroy this Singularty. The alter ego said looking at them. Which one of you
Ramulus, Gaius Julius Caesar, and Cleopatra, Caligula materialized before the Alter Ego, their expressions a mix of determination and curiosity.
Ramulus stepped forward, his gaze steady. "I will take on this task," he declared, his voice resonating with confidence. "As a servant of Rome, it is my duty to restore order and ensure the prosperity of the empire."
Cleopatra nodded in agreement, her eyes gleaming with ambition. "And I shall accompany him," she announced, her voice laced with authority. "Together, we shall bring an end to this chaos and reclaim the glory of Rome."
Caligula remained silent for a moment before stepping forward, his demeanor solemn. "I will lend my strength as well," he stated, his voice low and measured. "For the sake of Rome, I will do whatever it takes to see this mission through to its end."
The Alter Ego nodded, satisfied with their resolve. "Very well," he said, his tone decisive. "Go forth and fulfill your duties as servants of Rome. May the power of the grail guide you in your endeavors."
With a nod of acknowledgment, the three servants set off, their hearts united in purpose as they embarked on their quest to restore order to the turbulent world of Septem. And as they journeyed forth, they knew that their actions would shape the course of history, for better or for worse.
So what is your plan. Ramulus said looking at the alter ego. What is your plan
My plan. Alter ego said looking at them. I have an order, from my master, kill the last master of humanity, I have noting agents the kid, but I am loyal, to who ever summoned me
Ramulus furrowed his brow, his expression troubled. "Kill the last master of humanity?" he repeated, a hint of disbelief in his voice. "But why? What purpose does it serve?"
The Alter Ego's gaze remained unfaltering, his tone resolute. "It is not for me to question the orders of my master," he replied evenly. "I am but a servant, bound by duty and loyalty."
Cleopatra exchanged a glance with Ramulus, her expression unreadable. "And who is this master you speak of?" she inquired, her voice tinged with curiosity.
The Alter Ego hesitated for a moment before responding. "That information is not for you to know," he said cryptically. "Suffice it to say, my allegiance lies with them, and I will carry out their commands without question."
Caligula remained silent, his gaze fixed on the horizon. Though his thoughts were inscrutable, there was a palpable tension in the air as the gravity of their mission weighed heavily upon them.
Ramulus clenched his fists, his resolve hardening. "Very well," he said, his voice tinged with determination. "If it is our fate to confront this master, then so be it. But we shall not go down without a fight."
Cleopatra nodded in agreement, her gaze steely. "Agreed," she said firmly. "We may be servants, but we will not be pawns in someone else's game. We will forge our own destiny, whatever the cost."
With their resolve steeled, the three servants set off once more, their path uncertain but their determination unwavering. And as they journeyed forth into the unknown, they knew that the fate of humanity hung in the balance, resting on the choices they would make and the battles they would face.
Meanwhile in a different place in Roman Nero was on the roof if her house, as she was looking at night sky, as she did Ritsuka walked up to her.
Nice sky. Ritsuka said seating down. You know I never thought that Nero was girl, but here I am, I gess history can be false sometimes
Nero turned to Ritsuka, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Indeed, history has a way of distorting the truth," she remarked, her tone contemplative. "But in the end, does it truly matter whether I am perceived as a man or a woman? What matters is the legacy I leave behind."
Ritsuka nodded, absorbing her words. "I suppose you're right," he conceded, his gaze drifting back to the night sky. "We're all just players in the grand tapestry of history, each leaving our mark in our own way."
Nero chuckled softly, a hint of wistfulness in her voice. "Ah, but what a magnificent tapestry it is," she mused, her eyes alight with passion. "Filled with triumphs and tragedies, heroes and villains, all woven together in a story that stretches across the ages."
As they sat in companionable silence, gazing up at the stars, Ritsuka couldn't help but feel a sense of kinship with Nero. Despite their differences, they were both bound by the same quest—to navigate the complexities of history and forge a path towards a brighter future.
And as the night wore on, enveloping them in its embrace, they found solace in each other's presence, united in their shared journey through the annals of time.
So tell me something. Nero said looking at Ritsuka. Do you have mother is so how is she like
Ritsuka's expression softened at Nero's question, a fond smile tugging at his lips. "Yes, I do have a mother," he replied, his voice tinged with warmth. "She's... she's amazing, really. Strong, kind, and always there when I need her."
Nero nodded, a glimmer of curiosity in her eyes. "And what does she think of your adventures?" she inquired, her interest piqued.
Ritsuka chuckled softly, recalling his mother's reaction to his exploits. "She worries, of course," he admitted. "But she's also incredibly supportive. She believes in me, even when things get tough."
A sense of gratitude washed over Ritsuka as he spoke of his mother, the thought of her unwavering love and encouragement serving as a beacon of hope in the midst of their perilous journey through time.
"And what about you, Nero?" Ritsuka asked, turning the question back to her. "Do you have anyone back in your time who supports you?"
Nero thought for a not knowing what to say.
You know the story I killed my mother. Nero said looking at Ritsuka. And I don't regret it she was an evil, woman she only gave birth to me to control Rome, so yeah I am happy she is dead, but someitmes. Nero said stopping, as hand that only she can see came out from the ground and started to hold. I feel like she is still there. As the hads were only part of her imagination. Using me like a puppet
Ritsuka listened quietly, his expression sympathetic as Nero shared her inner turmoil. He could sense the weight of her words, the conflicting emotions that churned within her.
"I'm sorry you had to go through that," Ritsuka said softly, reaching out a hand to offer comfort. "No one should have to bear the burden of such a painful past."
Nero glanced at Ritsuka, gratitude flickering in her eyes. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "It means a lot to have someone understand, even if just a little."
As they sat in silence, the night air filled with unspoken emotions, Ritsuka couldn't help but feel a sense of kinship with Nero. Despite their different paths and experiences, they shared a common bond forged by the struggles of their respective journeys.
"Hey," Ritsuka said gently, breaking the silence. "You're not alone, Nero. We're here for you, every step of the way."
Nero met Ritsuka's gaze, a faint smile touching her lips. "Thank you, Ritsuka," she said, her voice tinged with newfound resolve. "I won't forget your kindness."
With that, they lapsed into a comfortable silence, the weight of their shared burdens momentarily lifted by the warmth of companionship and understanding. In the darkness of the Roman night, they found solace in each other's presence, united by the bonds of friendship amidst the chaos of their adventures.
As the night sky enveloped Rome, Ritsuka found himself lost in thought, pondering the events unfolding around him. With Nero's revelations still fresh in his mind, he couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the air.
Mash approached him, her expression filled with concern. "Are you okay, Senpai?" she asked softly, her voice breaking through his reverie.
Ritsuka nodded, offering her a small smile. "Yeah, just thinking about everything," he replied, his gaze drifting back to the city below. "It's a lot to process."
Mash nodded in understanding, her eyes reflecting his own turmoil. "I know what you mean. This singularity feels... different somehow," she admitted, her voice tinged with uncertainty.
Ritsuka glanced at her, a flicker of determination in his eyes. "We'll figure it out together, Mash. That's what we always do," he reassured her, his words infused with unwavering resolve.
With a nod, Mash returned his smile, a sense of reassurance washing over her. "Thanks, Senpai. I'm glad you're here with me," she said, her voice filled with gratitude.
As they sat in companionable silence, watching over the city bathed in moonlight, Ritsuka couldn't help but feel a sense of camaraderie with Mash, a bond forged through countless battles and shared hardships.
But their moment of peace was soon interrupted by the sound of footsteps approaching from behind. Ritsuka turned to see Nero approaching, her expression unreadable in the dim light.
"Enjoying the view, are we?" Nero asked, her voice carrying a hint of amusement.
Ritsuka nodded, gesturing to the city below. "It's quite something," he replied, offering her a polite smile.
Nero nodded in agreement, her gaze lingering on the skyline. "Indeed. Rome has a beauty all its own, even amidst chaos and uncertainty," she mused, her tone contemplative.
As they stood together, gazing out over the city, Ritsuka couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to Nero's words than met the eye. It was as if she carried a burden hidden beneath her regal facade, a weight that threatened to consume her from within.
But before he could delve deeper into his thoughts, a sudden commotion erupted from the streets below, drawing their attention.
"What's going on down there?" Ritsuka wondered aloud, his brow furrowing in concern.
Nero's eyes narrowed as she surveyed the scene unfolding below. "It appears there's a disturbance in the city," she observed, her voice tinged with apprehension. "We should investigate."
With a shared nod, Ritsuka, Mash, and Nero descended from the rooftop, their footsteps echoing against the cobblestone streets as they made their way towards the source of the commotion.
As they approached, the sounds of chaos grew louder, mingling with shouts and cries of panic. Ritsuka's heart raced with anticipation, his senses on high alert as they rounded a corner and came face to face with the cause of the disturbance.
Before them stood a towering figure, clad in armor and wielding a sword with deadly precision. His eyes burned with an intense fury as he laid waste to everything in his path, his movements fueled by an uncontrollable rage.
"It's him..." Nero whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ritsuka's eyes widened in recognition as he beheld the figure before him. "Caligula..." he breathed, his voice heavy with dread.
With a grim determination, Ritsuka, Mash, and Nero braced themselves for battle, knowing that they stood against one of history's most fearsome tyrants. As Caligula's gaze fell upon them, a savage grin twisted his features, and with a deafening roar, he charged forward, his sword raised high.
And thus, the stage was set for a clash of titans, as Ritsuka and his companions faced off against the mad emperor in a battle that would test their strength, their resolve, and their very humanity.
As then Nero solder were ready to attack as then other solder canes and started to attack.
Edmond, Brynhildr, Tenochtitlan. Ritsuka said summoning his servant. Umbrel summons
As then from Ritsuka shadow skeleton solder, Spector and dragons came out, as so then Marie alter as well, as then Ritsuka activated his ash lock, Mash pulled out her shield, as Nero pulled out her sword.
With their forces assembled, Ritsuka and his companions prepared to face the onslaught of Caligula's army. As the enemy soldiers closed in, the battlefield erupted into chaos, the clash of steel and the roar of combat filling the air.
Edmond, Brynhildr, and Tenochtitlan unleashed their formidable powers, raining down destruction upon the enemy ranks with deadly precision. Skeleton soldiers, specters, and dragons surged forth from Ritsuka's shadow, overwhelming their foes with sheer numbers and ferocity.
Marie Alter joined the fray, her shadowy form moving with eerie grace as she struck down enemy soldiers with ruthless efficiency. Her presence added a new dimension to the battle, her powers bolstering their defenses and turning the tide of the fight in their favor.
As the battle raged on, Ritsuka remained at the center of the chaos, his ash lock crackling with power as he unleashed devastating attacks upon their enemies. Mash fought by his side, her shield acting as a stalwart defense against the relentless onslaught of Caligula's forces.
Nero, ever the valiant leader, led her soldiers into battle with unwavering resolve, her sword flashing in the moonlight as she struck down enemy after enemy. Her presence inspired courage and determination in their ranks, driving them to fight with renewed vigor against the madness that threatened to consume them all.
With each passing moment, the tide of battle shifted back and forth, neither side willing to yield an inch in their struggle for victory. But through their unwavering unity and determination, Ritsuka and his companions pressed onward, their resolve unbreakable in the face of overwhelming odds.
As the dust settled and the echoes of battle faded into the night, Ritsuka and his companions emerged victorious, their enemies vanquished and their spirits undaunted. Though the road ahead would be fraught with peril, they stood ready to face whatever challenges awaited them, united in their quest to protect humanity and preserve the course of history.
To be continued
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