YOU ARE BY YOUR HOME LATE AT NIGHT.
You run away from a strange being who calls himself Lancer, he impales a giant red lance into you, just barely missing your heart. You make a run for it, dashing into your backyard shed, exhausted. Lancer stands over you, smirking as he slowly gets ready to strike, humiliating you. You think back, you can’t die yet, you can’t get killed by some bad guy who kills for no reason, you still have so many people who need you to save them!
Suddenly, due to your sudden burst of determination, you were chosen to be a master, as a red seal forms on the back of your hand, causing you to summon the seventh servant, Saber! A beautiful female knight, fitted in an armoured dress with no helmet. She blocks the Lancer man’s attack with her phantom Excalibur and knocks him back as she turns around to face you, the moonlight beams through the broken wood and causes her to look immensely graceful.
“I ask… Are you my master?”
Her vibrant green eyes look deep into yours, a serious and stoic expression on her face. As she steps closer to you, the clanking of her armour almost reminds you of the chiming of a bell…
“Your servant, Saber, has come in response to your summons. Master, your orders?”
She recognises that you are in pain, confused, so she turns around to face Lancer, still holding her stern expression.
“Henceforth, my sword will be at your side. Henceforth, your fate is my fate. The pact is now sealed.”
She dashes out of the shed, battling Lancer, their abilities and strength is nothing you’ve ever seen before.