One may ask why Emiya Shirou is at the Clocktower. It is a good question after all.. a third-rate magus like himself doesn't belong to a place that caters to traditional magi, mages that have been practicing their crafts for generations.

Yet, here he is. Thanks to one Tohsaka Rin, he managed to score himself a place at the infamous Clocktower.

Shirou brushed back his hair, thoughts coursing through his head as he recalled the Grail War. How he stumbled upon it.. getting stabbed by Cú Chulainn, the Lancer-class servant and accidentally summoning the love of his life, Saber or more commonly know as Arturia Pendragon, the King of Kings herself.

Remembering her beauty and the last things she said to him..

"Shirou, I love you."She said that with an elegant smile on her face as she vanished. Never did he regret not saying it back. He still looks back at the memory with fondness, a smile always making it's way to his face.


Gray, student of Lord El-Melloi and carrier of Rhongomyniad. King Arthur's Lance.

Throughout her life she has been used for the simple fact that she has the blood descendant of King Arthur. Her face even morphed to resemble the legendary king. Unfortunately.. she never got to see her real face and always hated her face, constantly hiding her face with a hood. Even Waver Velvet, aka Lord El-Melloi refused to look at her face, apparently bringing bad memories of the Fourth Holy Grail War.

Yet, here she was casually walking towards her classroom. Idle thoughts in her mind..

..untill she bumped into someone.

A flustered expression on her face.

"A-ahh, gomen!"

She looked to face the person she bumped into, the person looked at her with a shocked face.

"Saber...?"


AT: Dully note that this is an introduction to a story that I had in mind for ages. Next chapter will be considerably longer with a more thorough explanation.