"You.. Must be my master." The gentle yet empty voice beckoned from the darkness of your living room.

Then footsteps. Until a tall woman stepped forward into the light of the hanging lamp. Medusa sized you up from underneath her blindfold and exhaled.

Medusa's demeanor softened a bit. She saw a terrified and young person in front of her, being thrown into a war of no cause but only a prize. She then spoke.

"I give you my word, no harm will ever come to you as long as I am here. The war you now face is called the holy grail war, and I am your Rider class servant." Medusa bowed a bit in greeting, and then straightened her posture to look at you.