Illyasviel von Einzbern was ready. She had been preparing for this day for the better part of ten years. Only yesterday had she arrived at the ancestral Einzbern castle that would serve as her base for the coming Heaven's Feel ritual. It was placed in an out of the way forest close to Fuyuki City, the place where the War would be conducted.

Now she knelt down and reverently placed her artifact that the Einzbern family had painstakingly searched for to offer her the greatest chance of defeating her foes. This artifact would summon the strongest Servant under the strongest Class, provided that she chanted correctly. However, Ilya never failed and this time would be no different. Her summoning would be perfect and with it she would guarantee victory.

She vaguely heard a clock strike the time in the distance. It was now three in the morning, the perfect time for her magic circuits to flow and bring forth her servant. She closed her crimson eyes and reached deep within, to that wellspring of magic that flowed within her circuits. Imagining her "trigger," she felt her circuits begin to hum with energy, the magic bubbling up as it happened. Taking a deep breath she began the aria.

"Silver and iron to the origin. Gem and the archduke of contracts to the cornerstone. The ancestor is my great master Schweinorg.
The alighted wind becomes a wall. The gates in the four directions close, coming from the crown, the three-forked road that leads to the kingdom circulate."

Ilya felt the magic of the summoning beginning to take effect. It was more strenuous than she had expected, but nothing she couldn't handle yet. She knew that by the end of this ritual she would be exhausted in body, mind, and magic."

"Shut (fill). Shut (fill). Shut (fill). Shut (fill). Shut (fill).
Repeat every five times.
Simply, shatter once filled.
――――I announce. "

Her circuits were beginning to feel as if they were on fire, but she grit her teeth and marched through the pain.

"Your self is under me, my fate(doom) is in your sword.
In accordance with the resort of the Holy Grail, if you abide by this feeling, this reason, then answer.
Here is my oath. I am the one who becomes all the good of the world of the dead, I am the one who lays out all the evil of the world of the dead.
You, seven heavens clad in three words of power, arrive from the ring of deterrence, O keeper of the balance ―――!"

Ilya felt as though she would explode from all the power that was trying to burst from her circuits, but she wasn't done yet. Now was the time to ensure her victory in this war. Even with the array already aglow in an ethereal light she forged on to grasp victory.

"Yet, thou serves with thine eyes clouded in chaos.
Thou, bound in the cage of madness. I am he who command those chains."

Ilya could not stop grinning madly as her circuits went into overload trying to supply the necessary prana to tie a Heroic Spirit back to the impure world. An explosion of power and light originated from the center of the summoning circle casting the room into a shadowy smoke.

Finally the power began to condense into a humanoid shape and Ilya could feel the prana stabilizing as the shape stabilized. At last the smoke began to clear and Ilya couldn't help but frown as her own crimson red eyes met with sky blue.

The smoke cleared entirely and Ilya finally got a good look at the being which she had summoned. He was of a decent height, around six feet, and his eyes were framed by sun kissed blonde hair. He had three strange whisker marks adorning each cheek and a strong jaw. An odd headband with a metal plate in the center and sporting some form of insignia kept his bangs from falling into his eyes. His attire was that of an orange and black jumpsuit adorned by a red haori that had black flames licking the bottom. The last notable feature she could see was the giant scroll which sat comfortably on his lower back.

For a moment Master and Servant could only examine each other, but that passed as the Servant broke the silence.

"You who have summoned me, I ask of you, are you my Master?"

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