This Is My Holy Grail War

Saber, the Servant of the Sword. Lancer, the Servant of the Gun. Archer, the Servant of the Bow. Rider. Caster, the servant of magic. Crazy follower berserker. Assissan, the Servant of Thorn. The screams of swords and halberds, the collision of golden armor and steel, the burst of thunder and flames, the collision of legends and myths. Perhaps he is a great hero, perhaps he is a great villain; perhaps he is a descendant of a god, perhaps he is the one who defeated a mythical beast; perhaps he is famous for his lifelong martial arts skills, perhaps he is a great villain who relies on the generous gift of the devil to be tyrannical and infamy for thousands of years; perhaps he is a great hero who protects the motherland with one person's power, or perhaps he is a great villain who destroys a country with one man's power. Regardless of good or evil, regardless of beauty or ugliness, they came to the world just because of the desire for the Cup of Heaven, and made fragile and illusory contracts with humans. Those who are active in myths and legends are what we call heroic spirits. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.