fate/stay night

Name: Shirou Emiya Origin: Sword Element: Sword Magecraft: >Gradation Air >Tracing >Reinforcement >Transmutation >Runecraft Magic: >Heavenly Body >Requip >Telekinesis Race: Human (Sword) Route: Unlimited Blade Works Changes: >Shirou is Saber's Master >>His FT Magic didn't kick in till his...

You slump back in your chair exhausted. You've been guiding your chosen Soul for a decent while now, and he is just tiring to deal with, not to mention the two distractions… "Heyyyy buddy!" Speaking of… "I have something for you~" "Is it pay?" You're officially unemployed, and you're only...

To newer readers, feel free to skip this chapter. It just provides a silly meta reason for character creation as well as the character creation itself. The Quest begins in the next threadmark. A step meets a step, meets another hurried step. First day on the job! There's no need to be nervous...

Who Knows? By: Stonehelm101 Rating: M Notes:Fate/Stay Night is the property of Kinoko Nasu, Type-Moon, et al. No copyright infringement is intended in this work. This is a fanfiction, made solely for fun, and not profit. However, should I receive a request to remove this fic, I will immediately...

Disclaimer: English is not my first language. I'm using Grammarly to check the Grammar and using Word to write it. I was toying with the idea of making a Celestia Forge, but it didn't go anywhere. Then I came across the Akashic Grimoire, and I was hooked on the concept. This is my first time...

I: To World's End … Awareness trickled back in, an unfamiliar familiar. When was the last time he had fallen asleep, before that, when was the last time he had lost consciousness for that matter? Emiya woke up to hollow pain and drowning hunger. Oh. So it was that kind of summoning...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j4xsfkhcw-A January, 2004 -- Fuyuki, Japan A monster stirs, slowly reemerging from its years-long hibernation. Its last feast interrupted, tendrils of corruption reach to consume the innocent far ahead of schedule. The wise converge not to slay the beast or...

Flames. Cursed flames were everywhere. The smoke blotted out the night sky, and the ash fell like rain. It was a scene straight out of the apocalypse, as if the very mouth of hell had opened and unleashed its misery upon the Earth. Through it all stumbled a young red-haired boy, his golden eyes...

Prologue: The Guardians at the Lair A piercing cry, reminiscent of a dragon’s roar, shattered the gloom of the throne room, filled with heart-wrenching despair. Beregon jerked awake upon his orichalcum throne, wondering what had disturbed his slumber. Yawning loudly enough to shake a mountain...

CATASTROPHE "Command, this is Ulysses. We are taking off as we speak. The whole crew is safely on board." Alex heard the helicopter pilot speak from the cockpit. "Hang on! Orange, give me max power, and don't anybody be near the gate, we're closing it very soon." As the door to the...

What is a hero? Is the title defined by those bravest men and women, who slew the monster, saved the town, rescued the maiden, and, if they were truly lucky, lived happily ever after? Perhaps heroes are instead the greatest, most glorious of us all, the ones who left such an incredible mark...

A little while after Shirou, Rin, and Rider left to go to Sakura, Illyasviel von Einzbern got up and put her hand on the door. She'd already taken one last look around the manor, and was ready to leave once more. After all, despite what Rin may have believed — if she really believed their...

Date: 16 December 514. 14 years after Caliburn was lifted. 6 years before Camalann. A knock came on Alice's door, and for a brief moment, her heart stopped. She never got any visitors, not even the knights and tax collectors of Camelot dared make their way so deep into the Scottish...

Basement, Einzbern Castle Rhenish Massif Rhineland-Palatinate The Federal Republic of Germany de jure Europe The First of December, the Two Thousandth and Third Year of the Common Era Illyasviel von Einzbern The Einzbern Castle towers over the surrounding flatland plains, its expanse...

Distantly, she wondered what it would've been like to burn to death. She was dragged out- she remembered that much- but some ponderous part of her psyche wondered if something was left behind. She was too tired to feel upset, or scared, or angry. Instead, all she really felt was numb. Move the...

Kazuma rubbed his eyes as he opened the door and he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow when he found a pair of strangers standing outside. "Sato Kazuma?" the man asked 'Yeah." Kazuma answers the man. "Were you almost run over by a tractor?" the man asks him and as much as he wants to lie...

Ok this is literally my first time posting here, but this particular refused to leave me alone so here I am. This is mostly a what if from the Fanfiction Deck of heroes, a Fate/verse x RWBY crossover found here. I really liked the story and do recommend it, though seems dead since it last...

"It's time." he said to himself as he looked into the city, he couldn't help but close his eyes and listen to the different sounds of its chaotic heartbeat, all of the people, vehicles, and advertisements blended into each other. He activated his cellphone, it was hard for him to call it that...

A teen wakes up in the world of the Elder Scrolls, except it was just his luck that he couldn't be the Dragonborn, whose story he had memorized. Or the Nerevarine whose story he knew fairly well, he couldn't even be the protagonist of any of the major games. Instead he was the hero of an Obscure...

I woke to a dark room. It felt as though I had been dreaming. A distant, grassy field. A blue sky in the distance, yet so close I felt as though I could touch it. Already, the details escaped me. A part of me wished to return to sleep again and recapture that scene. That was impossible though...

7 January, 2013. Somewhere after midnight. Sleep refuses to take you, and by now you’ve no doubt spent several hours churning restlessly in your sleeping bag. You don’t regret spending yesterday on a camping trip with your friends, but the frozen earth underneath the sheer fabric of the tent...

Hi! This is my first quest. I wanted to start this because I've been deep diving into FSN and Warhammer Lore these past few months. And since I've been an avid fanfiction and quest reader, I decided to make this so I can interact with the community while learning simultaneously. My goal is for...

Cross-posted from Spacebattles in case you saw it there. This was just a little something that struck me, and I figured that it was fun enough to share with you all. Also I don't speak German so please correct me if its wrong. Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzaria Night 6, 11:50 pm “Rin, why are we here?”...

This story follows from a series of ideas of ideas of dubious narrative merit that have infested my head for a number of years since I first encountered @daniel_gudman's Fate Revelation Online. After several false starts, a shitload of procrastination, and enlisting said Eyepatch Dorothea...

Why, Emma, why?! WHY?! Offer. Consideration. Agreement. Time lost meaning. Endless, spiraling memories, expanding refractions were all Taylor could see, through the smallest of connections, like a blood vessel. Or perhaps they were dreams? It was impossible to tell. A vague notion...