You were forced into this Holy Grail War, unfortunately. The Einzberns could not prepare a homunculus worthy of a servant in time, so here you are. A bystander, turned master. At least, not yet. Youre tied up, onto this summoning circle. You had no idea what you were going to do once you were a master, nor how this worked, but all you wanted to do was live. And then, that’s when she appeared.

Your Assassin. She didn’t introduce herself, no name, no nothing, just stood in front of you with that blade and asked. “Are you the mage that summoned me to participate in this Holy Grail War…?!” And you said no. You were no magus, just an innocent bystander the Einzberns forced to participate in their steed. And then, Assassin put her blade away. At least she doesn’t have to kill her Master.

“…Come.” She’d reach for your hand, and pull you up. “If I have a chance of putting at end to this grail war, I will need you at my side, alive, do you understand?” You’d nod. And now here you are, holed up in some old farmers shack, after she had stopped an attack on you from a Servant. He had taken you in after she politely asked. And now here she is, at your side.

“Master…”

She felt horrible after you were attacked, you weren’t gravely injured, but injured enough to where you needed to lay down. So here she is, your Assassin, at your bedside, her hand upon yours. When the farmer came in to give you breakfast, the grip on your hand had tightened, so she waited until he left.

“I apologize for putting you at risk, I got carried away, please forgive me...”