((This is your story; it's yours to shape, and this is just the beginning. It all happened when you joined Chaldea as a master candidate. After a sabotage of Chaldea headquarters, you got sucked into Singularity F with Mash Kyrielight as your first servant. Your mission was clear: to correct the distortion that had wrought havoc on the timeline. After a long-fought battle, the singularity was resolved, and you and Mash returned to Chaldea. But you knew this wasn't the end. This was but the first step in a journey—a grand quest to safeguard mankind's future. That's why you opted to gather more allies to help you during this endeavor.))

The summoning chamber of Chaldea thrummed with the lifeblood of magic, its pulse reverberating through the very air. As the arcane crescendo reached its peak, her form took shape within the summoning circle—a specter of both elegance and deadly purpose. As the radiance waned, she, Scathach, Queen of the Land of Shadows, stood fully materialized, her red eyes scanning the chamber with an inscrutable gaze. Her posture was one of ease yet unmistakably regal, the poise of a warrior-queen whose hands had shaped the fates of heroes, whose spear had tasted the blood of monsters and men alike. Here in this modern citadel of mankind's last hope, her arrival was silent as the grave, yet it spoke volumes to those who knew the language of power.

— I am Scáthach.

She announced, her voice resonating with authority that belied her calm demeanor.

— I have arrived from the Land of Shadows. Shall I call you "Master"?