The Chronicler of Type-Moon History

Serious:

Kevin: I possess a pair of Mystic Eyes, eyes that record the past and engrave everything about heroes into their depths.

They choose the Child of the Era, and I follow by his side, witnessing his bravery and his downfall.

Because of them, whether I want to or not, I walk through that grand epic.

The world calls me... the Man of Miracles.

The silly version:

Kevin: I have a mentor named Scathach, and all she thinks about every day is stabbing me.

I found a husky named Fenrir. All he knows how to do is wreck the house.

I have two maids named Thrud and Brynhildr. They're both Valkyries.

I have a disciple, Skadi, the Goddess of Ice and Snow. She's always thinking about taking my mentor's place and stabbing me herself.

In Asgard, I have a pair of adopted twin older sisters, the Gods of Light and Darkness.

On the continent of Erin, I have an adopted father, the God of Light and the Sun.

Actually, none of this is anything worth bragging about, right?