I’m very happy you found this story among the vast sea of books, but I’m sorry to say that, for personal reasons, I’ve locked the entire work. The following is just me rambling. Feel free to read it if you’re interested, and if not, I hope you still have a lovely day!
I started this story in 2019, and a very long time has passed since then. Back then, I was still in my final year of high school, writing a thousand or so words each week whenever I could find a little time. I didn’t finish the first volume until the summer after graduation. Then came an even longer stretch of updates. To this day, the story still hasn’t reached its conclusion, and by the time I’m writing this, it has been on hiatus for nearly two years.
I’m very sorry to the readers who have been waiting for updates. But I don’t think I’m good at writing stories. I procrastinate, I’m lazy, my plots are a mess, and my writing isn’t very good. I’ve been agonizing over whether to lock and delete this story, and only today have I finally made up my mind... Once again, I’m sorry to everyone who’s been waiting for an update.
There may never be another update, or I may reopen the story after rewriting the whole thing.
Thank you for reading this far. I hope you have a happy, healthy life!
[Highlight] Except for a few instances, this story is told mainly from the Heroic Spirits’ perspective. [Highlight]
Fujimaru Ritsuka has always thought there was something wrong with his summons. Other people summon Servants like Merlin, Jalter, and Arash.
But the Servants he summons are:
Lancer Sun Xiang, deeply favored by the Holy Grail and blessed with A-rank luck
Saber Tsurumaru Kuninaga, a sword who somehow got mixed up with the Time Retrograde Army
Avenger Jason Todd, formed from the merged consciousnesses of his counterparts across countless parallel universes
Berserker Sawada Tsunayoshi, a rampaging figure of the Great Sky who seems to hate something
Archer Draco Malfoy, who knows a little about magic and is cold and distant in everyday life
He doesn’t even know what to say about these Servants, summoned from who knows where. There’s just too much to complain about!
But so what? They’re still his companions, fighting alongside him to save human history!
And yet, things won’t be that simple!
P.S. I’m just writing this for fun. It’s purely a product of my personal fantasies. The characters’ settings have all been heavily changed, so please think of the Servants in this story as coming from parallel worlds.
Except for a few instances, this story is told mainly from the Heroic Spirits’ perspective.
Premise: None
