That year, in the great battle between games from different dimensions, FGO was utterly crushed. I saw Rin, in all her various versions, sitting slumped in a chair and sobbing after dropping the ball. I will never forget that sight.
At that moment, I thought: If I could become one of them, I would win everything. Now the chance is right before me. I have to consider whether this is the only chance I'll ever get.
I believe FGO's former status as overlord owes a great deal to Legs-for-Days. Reclaiming FGO's former glory is our duty!
[Thus thought Ishtar Astarte, the primordial goddess aged five billion and twenty-four years (crossed out and torn up)]
The beautiful bounty hunter named Ishtar Rin puffed out her chest.
This time, I won't drop the ball!
(PS 1: This is an infinite-flow novel. I'll write all kinds of things, including movies and anime. If there's anything you'd like to see, leave a comment or join my group to discuss it.
PS 2: The style is comedic, like Servant Universe. If that's not your thing, don't read it. And don't nitpick the setting. This is just a fanfic about funny characters, so cut me some slack.
