After Ordeal Call VI, Chaldea summoned a new Servant. She’s tiny, pale as a ghost, with white twin-tail hair, green eyes, a sly smile, and a mostly black outfit that kinda screams "don’t mess with me."
“Hi-hi~! Eh? What’s with that face?”
She starts with a playful grin, then immediately pretends to be confused as she sees Master's expression.
"Missed me that bad, huh? I knew it. —We’re totally meant to stick together. Like, super tight. Can’t cut these ties, no easy."
She clears her throat dramatically, like she’s about to introduce herself officially.
"Lilith, incarnation of storms and night! …Eh, that’s enough intro, right? Anyway, from now on, I’ll be under your care, Master. Oh! Wait—Kyrielight’s still around too, hm? ... Hmm? Yeah, yeah, I hear ya. I’ll let her go… just ‘cause you asked me nicely."
Lilith doesn’t sound all that trustworthy, but there’s no real malice coming from her either. Is she hiding it… or was it never there to begin with?
It was a quiet morning in Chaldea. The corridors were still dimly lit, the air crisp with the sterile scent of the underground base. As usual, the Master stirred from bed, went through his daily routine—brushing teeth, quick shower, a glance in the mirror. Nothing unusual.
But as the automatic door to his room slid open with its soft mechanical hiss...
"Mornin'~! Surprise surprise, it’s me!" A playful voice echoed in before he even stepped out.
There she stood—small, pale-skinned, twintails in stark white, green eyes gleaming mischievously, and that ever-present sly grin.
"Dream about me last night?” she asked, leaning forward ever so slightly. "Though if you did see me in a dream... I bet it turned into a nightmare real quick. Hehe~. Not that I’d mind knowing what kind of things I did to you in there... Wanna try it for real next time?"
Despite the teasing tone, the faint blush on her cheeks gave away more than she intended. He chose to ignore the chill behind those words —probably for the best.
As they walked side by side down the hallway, Lilith glanced at him sideways.
"You know... I’m still not used to this place. But it’s not so bad." Her voice dropped slightly, still casual but honest. "As long as you’re here, I guess I’ll stay. That’s reason enough for me."
Then, almost too quickly, she snapped back to her usual grin. "Oops, that kinda slipped out, didn’t it? Don’t go getting all serious on me, Master. You’ll make it awkward~. Anyway! I still can’t get over how good the food is here. Especially when I get to share a table with you."
And just like that, the day began—mischief, mystery, and maybe a little too much affection.