Fate/Dark Descent (Fate/High School DxD Quest)
- Thread starter Zhaitan
- Start date
- Crossover Fantasy
[X] Archer Emiya
Not_Interesting
The Munchkin of Megastructures
- Location
- In your walls(the walls between realities)
- Pronouns
- He/Him
It is incredible indeed, really hope it continues. It is a nice fresh concept.
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Zhaitan
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A bit busy, but not too much. News that I think people will like to hear is that I should most likely have an update for this quest ready within the next week.
2.5 Mittelt Interlude
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Closing your eyes to shut out the world wasn't very effective one unfortunate fallen realized to her complete dismay.
Lack of sight did little to distract from the grandiose presence pressing down on her, nor the nails like knives skittering across her scalp. No doubt subtle tactics done to remind a victim of the looming threat less than a breath away.
Intimidation was nothing new to the ancient angel, yet despite her vast experience…
It was working.
Mittelt wasn't a coward!
…It's just that only crazies like Freed could laugh in the face of one of these walking calamities, and that wasn't a good thing.
'Stupid mortals that don't know any better, some of us can actually live for more than a century. Why can't they reali-'
A sharp jolt dragged Mittelt out of her feeble attempts to distract herself, so the fallen begrudgingly gave in and focused back on where 'Ritsuka' wanted her attention.
Right in time to catch the tail end of what Raynare was saying. "-never cared enough to accurately keep track, but I'm over three millennia at least."
She must have missed a lot since Mittelt had no idea what their age had to do with anything, but angels not being able to accurately pinpoint their age was common. Few fallen cared enough to keep track since age was the concern of mortals whose lives revolved around the passing of seasons.
As creatures born within the timeless halls of Heaven such trivialities were largely deemed as irrelevant by most angels.
A truth that didn't seem to satisfy Ritsuka going by her blank expression and stiff posture that resembled a predator about to strike. There was little to give away what her captor was thinking other than the previously omnipresent smile nowhere in sight.
Ritsuka was displeased.
Mittelt knew the smile previously gracing the deity's face was merely an illusion, yet seeing the mask begin to fall off was somehow even worse.
Maybe she thought Raynare was lying for some reason?
Deceiving a god was a disaster in the making as they were rarely forgiving and finding one that knew about the meaning of restraint was about as rare as seeing a devil recite the bible.
Mittelt was not going to be collateral damage, she refused!
Hoping to avert the god's wrath Mittelt hastily backed up her leader's statement. "We're all about as old as Raynare, except Freed and the rest of the priests since they're just humans."
Without a word Ritsuka's swirling eyes locked onto Mittelt's frame and narrowed before declaring. "That's just sad."
"S-sad?" Mittelt stuttered, her apprehension warring with sheer confusion.
What did that even mean?
No clarification came as a minute passed then two minutes while the enigmatic deity seemed to stare into Mittelt's soul with an unwavering gaze as if deciding how best to pick her apart piece by piece.
Dread settled into the pit of the blonde angel's stomach as silence settled over the room. No one dared to move, to help, or interrupt.
No one was going to risk sticking their neck out for her…
S-She had just made the biggest mistake of her life, hadn't she?
Why did she think backing up Raynare was a good idea when that bitch had just sold her out a few minutes ago! In fact it was her fault Mittelt was in this situation in the first place!
Realizing her imminent demise the fallen couldn't help but lament and ask. 'Where did it all go so wrong?'
Was it a few months ago, when she joined Raynare's group after getting suckered in by promises of power after growing tired of being trampled upon?
No, who was she fooling.
Everything went wrong during the beginning when Mittelt was still a mere messenger of Heaven appointed to guide the faithful by delivering Father's decrees far and wide so that the masses may know His Glory.
When she learned firsthand just how powerless she truly was by being forced to fall. When she was condemned as a disgrace for the sin of weakness and permanently barred from the gates of Heaven.
A lowly fallen whose fate was sealed forevermore to become another cautionary lesson warning about the dangers of devils.
Mittelt cursed her weakness, she cursed Father for making her so weak, she-
A hand unceremoniously waved in front of her face.
"So boss lady you gonna keep zoning out?" The renegade priest questioned casually, continuing to wave his hand in front of Ritsuka's face, and by extension her own, quickly noticing the strange woman wasn't tracking his movements, or even reacting at all. "Because if you are, can I stab you right in your shitty face!?"
The captive angel blinked as she saw her tentative ally Freed hold his sword above his head in a clearly telegraphed swing which was a problem since it was aimed right at Ritsuka.
What was that idiot thinking? He couldn't possibly believe that was going to work, right?
"Payback Bitch!" The psychotic priest madly laughed as he swung his holy weapon.
Still trapped all Mittelt could do was watch as the blade rapidly approached her face and Ritsuka's as well.
Freed struck with all the force he could muster, except Ritsuka didn't so much as blink when hit much to the priest's confusion as he retracted his sword looking at it with a frown. "This shitty sword's not good enough, I need an upgrade."
Oh, her mistake. She assumed there was something going on in that head of his when clearly he wasn't thinking at all…
All the uncertainty, sadness, pain, and despair burned away as the familiar feeling anger took hold of Mittelt now that there was an acceptable target to take it out on.
"No you idiot!" Mittelt raged, squirming against her prison as she wanted nothing more than to smack Freed upside his empty head with one of her spears of light. "A new sword is the last thing you need! When obviously the thing that needs upgrading is your defective brain!"
Raynare and the rest stood in place not wanting to get involved, as the target of her anger rolled his eyes while hefting his sword unto his shoulder. "Hey, how was I supposed to know that my sword wouldn't work?"
"It's obvious that mass produced garbage like that wouldn't harm a god you absolute buffoon!" Mittelt retorted furiously, before adding. "Also what if it did work, huh? You would have hit me as well!"
"Did you want that, or did that possibility not occur to you!?" Mittelt shook, wanting little more than to throttle this dumbass priest.
"Dunno why you're making such a big deal out of this, especially when Ritsuka herself doesn't seem to care." Freed lazily shrugged as he replied dismissively. "For a millennia old Fallen angel you sure are a drama queen."
That's it, Mittelt was going to wring this mortal's neck even if it was the last thing she ever did.
Volcanic anger practically boiling over suddenly cooled as Mittelt began to feel strangely lightheaded. The angel's whole body began to tingle oddly, but even more peculiar is that this feeling reminded her of better days.
It was almost as if she was a freshly created messenger again filled with righteous purpose. The girl who could look upon creation with innocent awe and be filled with jubilation.
Mittelt looked upon Freed with new eyes as she realized that she should forgive the poor misguided youth. Instead of lashing out with punishment the boy merely needed a firm hand to guide him towards the right path.
Guidance that she could provide.
Almost as suddenly power began to fill the newly redeemed angel alarming Mittelt that something was wrong. Looking away from Freed and up towards the cackling deity that held her the angel spotted something impossible.
Sprouting from the angel's back two feathered nubs slowly unfurled bringing her total to four fluffy ivory wings. Mittelt blinked from sheer incomprehension but no matter how many times she open and closed them what she saw stubbornly refused to change.
There's no way.
She was a fallen and she had come to terms with that eons ago. And even if she was a pure angel, they didn't grow new pairs of wings.
Her previous serenity was gone as trepidation started to take hold, but the angel mustered her courage to confront Ritsuka. "What's going on?"
No answer was forthcoming as instead that seemed to be a demented signal for complete mayhem to begin where reality began to scream, as the world turned on its axis, and everything decided to stop making sense.
A/N: So it's been awhile sorry for that, but I've been busy, and this chapter was difficult to sit down and write. Basically I've rewritten this thing over a dozen times, and I'm still not satisfied with how it turned out.
Anyways I still have finals and won't have the time needed for the next update for a while, but as a consolation there's going to be a vote for a shadow servant that's a guaranteed summon in the next update.
BTW someone roll me a D39 so I can get the Shadow Servant vote started.
Lack of sight did little to distract from the grandiose presence pressing down on her, nor the nails like knives skittering across her scalp. No doubt subtle tactics done to remind a victim of the looming threat less than a breath away.
Intimidation was nothing new to the ancient angel, yet despite her vast experience…
It was working.
Mittelt wasn't a coward!
…It's just that only crazies like Freed could laugh in the face of one of these walking calamities, and that wasn't a good thing.
'Stupid mortals that don't know any better, some of us can actually live for more than a century. Why can't they reali-'
A sharp jolt dragged Mittelt out of her feeble attempts to distract herself, so the fallen begrudgingly gave in and focused back on where 'Ritsuka' wanted her attention.
Right in time to catch the tail end of what Raynare was saying. "-never cared enough to accurately keep track, but I'm over three millennia at least."
She must have missed a lot since Mittelt had no idea what their age had to do with anything, but angels not being able to accurately pinpoint their age was common. Few fallen cared enough to keep track since age was the concern of mortals whose lives revolved around the passing of seasons.
As creatures born within the timeless halls of Heaven such trivialities were largely deemed as irrelevant by most angels.
A truth that didn't seem to satisfy Ritsuka going by her blank expression and stiff posture that resembled a predator about to strike. There was little to give away what her captor was thinking other than the previously omnipresent smile nowhere in sight.
Ritsuka was displeased.
Mittelt knew the smile previously gracing the deity's face was merely an illusion, yet seeing the mask begin to fall off was somehow even worse.
Maybe she thought Raynare was lying for some reason?
Deceiving a god was a disaster in the making as they were rarely forgiving and finding one that knew about the meaning of restraint was about as rare as seeing a devil recite the bible.
Mittelt was not going to be collateral damage, she refused!
Hoping to avert the god's wrath Mittelt hastily backed up her leader's statement. "We're all about as old as Raynare, except Freed and the rest of the priests since they're just humans."
Without a word Ritsuka's swirling eyes locked onto Mittelt's frame and narrowed before declaring. "That's just sad."
"S-sad?" Mittelt stuttered, her apprehension warring with sheer confusion.
What did that even mean?
No clarification came as a minute passed then two minutes while the enigmatic deity seemed to stare into Mittelt's soul with an unwavering gaze as if deciding how best to pick her apart piece by piece.
Dread settled into the pit of the blonde angel's stomach as silence settled over the room. No one dared to move, to help, or interrupt.
No one was going to risk sticking their neck out for her…
S-She had just made the biggest mistake of her life, hadn't she?
Why did she think backing up Raynare was a good idea when that bitch had just sold her out a few minutes ago! In fact it was her fault Mittelt was in this situation in the first place!
Realizing her imminent demise the fallen couldn't help but lament and ask. 'Where did it all go so wrong?'
Was it a few months ago, when she joined Raynare's group after getting suckered in by promises of power after growing tired of being trampled upon?
No, who was she fooling.
Everything went wrong during the beginning when Mittelt was still a mere messenger of Heaven appointed to guide the faithful by delivering Father's decrees far and wide so that the masses may know His Glory.
When she learned firsthand just how powerless she truly was by being forced to fall. When she was condemned as a disgrace for the sin of weakness and permanently barred from the gates of Heaven.
A lowly fallen whose fate was sealed forevermore to become another cautionary lesson warning about the dangers of devils.
Mittelt cursed her weakness, she cursed Father for making her so weak, she-
A hand unceremoniously waved in front of her face.
"So boss lady you gonna keep zoning out?" The renegade priest questioned casually, continuing to wave his hand in front of Ritsuka's face, and by extension her own, quickly noticing the strange woman wasn't tracking his movements, or even reacting at all. "Because if you are, can I stab you right in your shitty face!?"
The captive angel blinked as she saw her tentative ally Freed hold his sword above his head in a clearly telegraphed swing which was a problem since it was aimed right at Ritsuka.
What was that idiot thinking? He couldn't possibly believe that was going to work, right?
"Payback Bitch!" The psychotic priest madly laughed as he swung his holy weapon.
Still trapped all Mittelt could do was watch as the blade rapidly approached her face and Ritsuka's as well.
Freed struck with all the force he could muster, except Ritsuka didn't so much as blink when hit much to the priest's confusion as he retracted his sword looking at it with a frown. "This shitty sword's not good enough, I need an upgrade."
Oh, her mistake. She assumed there was something going on in that head of his when clearly he wasn't thinking at all…
All the uncertainty, sadness, pain, and despair burned away as the familiar feeling anger took hold of Mittelt now that there was an acceptable target to take it out on.
"No you idiot!" Mittelt raged, squirming against her prison as she wanted nothing more than to smack Freed upside his empty head with one of her spears of light. "A new sword is the last thing you need! When obviously the thing that needs upgrading is your defective brain!"
Raynare and the rest stood in place not wanting to get involved, as the target of her anger rolled his eyes while hefting his sword unto his shoulder. "Hey, how was I supposed to know that my sword wouldn't work?"
"It's obvious that mass produced garbage like that wouldn't harm a god you absolute buffoon!" Mittelt retorted furiously, before adding. "Also what if it did work, huh? You would have hit me as well!"
"Did you want that, or did that possibility not occur to you!?" Mittelt shook, wanting little more than to throttle this dumbass priest.
"Dunno why you're making such a big deal out of this, especially when Ritsuka herself doesn't seem to care." Freed lazily shrugged as he replied dismissively. "For a millennia old Fallen angel you sure are a drama queen."
That's it, Mittelt was going to wring this mortal's neck even if it was the last thing she ever did.
Volcanic anger practically boiling over suddenly cooled as Mittelt began to feel strangely lightheaded. The angel's whole body began to tingle oddly, but even more peculiar is that this feeling reminded her of better days.
It was almost as if she was a freshly created messenger again filled with righteous purpose. The girl who could look upon creation with innocent awe and be filled with jubilation.
Mittelt looked upon Freed with new eyes as she realized that she should forgive the poor misguided youth. Instead of lashing out with punishment the boy merely needed a firm hand to guide him towards the right path.
Guidance that she could provide.
Almost as suddenly power began to fill the newly redeemed angel alarming Mittelt that something was wrong. Looking away from Freed and up towards the cackling deity that held her the angel spotted something impossible.
Sprouting from the angel's back two feathered nubs slowly unfurled bringing her total to four fluffy ivory wings. Mittelt blinked from sheer incomprehension but no matter how many times she open and closed them what she saw stubbornly refused to change.
There's no way.
She was a fallen and she had come to terms with that eons ago. And even if she was a pure angel, they didn't grow new pairs of wings.
Her previous serenity was gone as trepidation started to take hold, but the angel mustered her courage to confront Ritsuka. "What's going on?"
No answer was forthcoming as instead that seemed to be a demented signal for complete mayhem to begin where reality began to scream, as the world turned on its axis, and everything decided to stop making sense.
A/N: So it's been awhile sorry for that, but I've been busy, and this chapter was difficult to sit down and write. Basically I've rewritten this thing over a dozen times, and I'm still not satisfied with how it turned out.
Anyways I still have finals and won't have the time needed for the next update for a while, but as a consolation there's going to be a vote for a shadow servant that's a guaranteed summon in the next update.
BTW someone roll me a D39 so I can get the Shadow Servant vote started.
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Woo! Rolling d39. Glad your back boss.
32 hmm. Let's see.
It's Kiyohime... OH GOD IT'S KIYOHIME! Ritsuka is too pure!
Pure Chaos I mean. Something tells me Kiyohime doesn't need a mind to moon over Ritsuka.
32 hmm. Let's see.
It's Kiyohime... OH GOD IT'S KIYOHIME! Ritsuka is too pure!
Pure Chaos I mean. Something tells me Kiyohime doesn't need a mind to moon over Ritsuka.
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Its never made sense. The illusion just got lifted!
That's the Outer God in us speaking, but yes, that is true.
Shadow Servant Vote
Zhaitan
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[] Kiyohime
Ability: Kiyohime's power is subpar compared to most other Servants however once her Noble Phantasm activates she transforms into a powerful dragon capable of mass destruction.
Personality: While only a Shadow of her true self Kiyohime remains extremely possessive of Ritsuka and will want to be near her summoner whenever possible. As a Berserker possessing a strange form of EX ranked Mad Enhancement Kiyohime can function exceptionally as a shadow servant and is even capable of limited speech as well as cooking. However this also means Kiyohime is also cognizant enough to realize if she if being lied to...
[] Nezha
Ability: Nezha is a famed Chinese hero capable of many odd abilities. The first is that she will continuously revive as long as the spirit pearl within her remains whole. Capable of flight along with a host of taoist spells at her disposal few are as capable at sensing and banishing foul intent than Nezha. She is capable of transforming into a multi-armed and headed divine beast with a Noble Phantasm in each hand if the seal placed by Tathagata comes undone.
Personality: This shadow is largely stoic almost to a robotic degree, however even in this state Nezha still holds her secret dream dear. If Nezha ever encounters Sun Wukong she'll demand to have a showdown with him and will not take no for an answer easily. If the seal ever comes undone Nezha will become a beast ruled by rage that will be difficult to command.
[] Merlin (Proto)
Ability: A powerful caster capable of a great many things from making heroes to ensorcelling the mind of friend and foe alike.
Personality:The Shadow will tend to be mischievous and teasing. Merlin is someone incapable of being normally summoned as she has never died and instead only materializes through her skill with Independent Manifestation. What this means is that it's only due to her whims that she has appeared and if she loses interest she will disappear without a trace.
A/N:
Okay TBH not sure if Merlin should be allowed due to her not really being a Shadow Servant, I'll reroll if people want that.
Shadow Servants as the name implies are pale imitations of actual Servants that function more like the archetypal mindless berserkers ruled by instinct. Don't let that fool you though, as while typically inferior to Servants in their normal state these shadowy reflections can preform the powerful mysteries than make heroic spirits so formidable.
Ability: Kiyohime's power is subpar compared to most other Servants however once her Noble Phantasm activates she transforms into a powerful dragon capable of mass destruction.
Personality: While only a Shadow of her true self Kiyohime remains extremely possessive of Ritsuka and will want to be near her summoner whenever possible. As a Berserker possessing a strange form of EX ranked Mad Enhancement Kiyohime can function exceptionally as a shadow servant and is even capable of limited speech as well as cooking. However this also means Kiyohime is also cognizant enough to realize if she if being lied to...
[] Nezha
Ability: Nezha is a famed Chinese hero capable of many odd abilities. The first is that she will continuously revive as long as the spirit pearl within her remains whole. Capable of flight along with a host of taoist spells at her disposal few are as capable at sensing and banishing foul intent than Nezha. She is capable of transforming into a multi-armed and headed divine beast with a Noble Phantasm in each hand if the seal placed by Tathagata comes undone.
Personality: This shadow is largely stoic almost to a robotic degree, however even in this state Nezha still holds her secret dream dear. If Nezha ever encounters Sun Wukong she'll demand to have a showdown with him and will not take no for an answer easily. If the seal ever comes undone Nezha will become a beast ruled by rage that will be difficult to command.
[] Merlin (Proto)
Ability: A powerful caster capable of a great many things from making heroes to ensorcelling the mind of friend and foe alike.
Personality:
A/N:
Okay TBH not sure if Merlin should be allowed due to her not really being a Shadow Servant, I'll reroll if people want that.
Shadow Servants as the name implies are pale imitations of actual Servants that function more like the archetypal mindless berserkers ruled by instinct. Don't let that fool you though, as while typically inferior to Servants in their normal state these shadowy reflections can preform the powerful mysteries than make heroic spirits so formidable.
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- Location
- The South Eastern Archipelago my friend
aw yeah, this is back!
i'd love to have (the crazier) Merlin onboard, it'd be a shame if she just pops off and disappears. (granted, considering what we are now, i think she'll have some exciting times ahead of her.)
but having Kiyohime will also be hilarious.
i think i'll go with one of our first ever gals.
[X] Kiyohime
though i wouldn't be upset of Merlin wins.
i'd love to have (the crazier) Merlin onboard, it'd be a shame if she just pops off and disappears. (granted, considering what we are now, i think she'll have some exciting times ahead of her.)
but having Kiyohime will also be hilarious.
i think i'll go with one of our first ever gals.
[X] Kiyohime
though i wouldn't be upset of Merlin wins.
- Location
- The Star Kingdom of Manticore
[X] Kiyohime
- Location
- USA
[X] Kiyohime
[X] Merlin (Proto)
Need more science!
Need more science!
[X] Merlin (Proto)