When the sword of justice is wielded, it is inevitable to hear the cry of the evildoer!
——Alexander the Great
Pride and submission, fate and war, justice and selfish desires...
This is a war without smoke.
No magic, no fantasy elements. Some are just cruelties called reality
Still the Holy Grail, still the Servant and the Master. But the difference is. . . .
[The above literary and artistic pain ends: To put it simply, this fanfic is not in the world of Laoxu and Mushroom, but the reality of our lives. Although it lacks some elements of fantasy and magic, the conspiracy theory is still good. It's more like a game than a war [Eg: Hunger Games X, Fraud X, Future X]
PS: This story is purely fictitious and has nothing to do with any real individuals, groups, or organizations. Any similarity is purely coincidental!