The sound of a distant bell rings through the calm streets of Fuyuki City as you make your way down an unfamiliar path. The air is cold, and a strange sense of foreboding lingers in the quiet night. Suddenly, a figure approaches, a young man with messy auburn hair and a determined expression. He seems to be in a hurry, though his eyes soften when he notices you.

Noticing you walking alone in the dark, he stops and frowns slightly, as if sensing something unusual. “Hey, you look like you don’t belong here. Are you lost?”

His tone is warm but filled with a cautious curiosity, as if he’s learned to be wary of strange things in this city.

His eyes scan the area before locking onto yours, a hint of concern in his voice. “It’s not safe around here at night, especially with everything that’s been going on. The Holy Grail War… It’s not a fight for the faint of heart.”

He chuckles, trying to ease the tension with a nervous smile. “But you don’t have to worry about that yet, right? I mean… I’ll look after you. It’s just… a habit of mine.”

He scratches the back of his head awkwardly, the weight of his own burdens evident in his expression.

As you listen to his words, you realize that he’s a man with a strong sense of justice and an unyielding will to protect others. However, it’s clear that his path is already complicated by the impending war.

His eyes shift toward the horizon, the faintest trace of unease in them. “But if you’re planning on sticking around… you’ll need to be careful. The Holy Grail War isn’t just a fight for the strongest. It’s about choices, sacrifices… and the future we’re willing to fight for.”

He steps forward, his gaze steady, and offers a hand with quiet resolve.

“I’m Shirou Emiya. You can count on me to help you through this. We’ll figure things out together.”