I'm not very confident in this first chapter but it was worth a shot. Before I started my first fic Steelish Silver, I had wanted to write a Fate x Persona 3 fic but doubted my abilities and the fact that I'm not exactly what one would call a Fate lore expert by any means.

I've seen how the fan base just goes in on mistakes other authors made so it made me hesitant to even post this. That said, I'll also be relying on you guys to fill me in on the lore and how magic works and all that jazz. That said, thanks for tuning in.

After reaching into the dark still seas of the umbra cosmos, Messiah his new Ultimate Persona broke down into motes of lights dancing erratically before entering his body creating a transparent barrier with a golden radiance. Minato soon reached Nyx and landed on the black ground, no not black just unseen. The only light of this realm was Nyx and himself.

Minato stared the being down with nothing but determination in his eyes. Seeing the spheroid entity known as Nyx up close, Minato saw true beauty. A beauty beyond the physical sensual form of the human female body.

Nyx looked like an egg-like oval spheroid, with a distorted crimson core glowing mutely that translated one semblance of 'emotion' clearly, sheer apathy towards the end of the species known as Humanity. She possessed clear tendril like wings detached from the egg like shape itself. The weight of its existence was heavier than gravity and just going up against it felt hopeless, the Fool finally understood the words that Ryoji told him a month ago.

Minato felt like a spec of sand compared to the Star Eater Nyx. For the second time in his life, the Wildcard felt a crushing fear and terror staring the entity down.

So, this was what his friend knew all along, Minato understood what despair that the Shadow harbored all this time.

But even so, he can't give up. Everyone down there… they were all depending on his victory… no matter the cost, there must be SOMETHING he could do. But even his newest and most powerful Persona Messiah was no match against this colossal being.

He clenched his fist and looked into Nyx's 'eye' directly. If this was his final battle then so be it, even so he wanted Nyx to know Humanity's spirit. Nyx would never comprehend the meaning of his actions and would deem it merely irrationality of an imperfect species but what's important is that it held significance to him.

"Come Forth, Messiah!" Minato Arisato pressed the Evoker into his temple and fired the spiritual bullet. The pure white entity held its free hand and aimed at the being that gave Death to the world and opened the coffin lids it was holding in its other arm.

"Morning Star!" An attack that should been exclusive to Helel and its demonic counterpart Lucifer but despite that Messiah inherited the Skill even though neither of those two Personas were used in Messiah's creation.

A gigantic sphere of golden light slammed into Nyx causing a tiny crack at the tip of her wings. The coffin lid spat out multiple smaller blue orbs of Almighty light in rapid fire targeting the crack that the initial Morning Star managed to create.

If it could bleed, then it could be defeated.

Minato barely had time to widen his eyes in shock as Nyx immediately retaliated charging an attack of her own. An orb of pure energy was forming at her crimson core and was growing larger and larger at every passing moment. That attack was the pure embodiment of true death.

The pulsing orb of volatile darkness was tinged with a sick shade of dark crimson aimed towards him and was launched with the intention of instantly ending his existence to the point of even the death of the soul. Rather than pure death, it was likened to an attack of destruction, a skill that reset the creations of the universe and more importantly, that orb was descending at an alarming rate. It was even faster than the speed of light.

The very moment that sphere of energy slammed into Messiah, Minato screamed in pain. The Persona gathered up Almighty energy of its own in a valiant attempt of shielding its lord, but Nyx's spell shredded through the half-formed Morning Star like butter and disintegrated the Persona.

The orb of darkness was not impeded in the slightest and engulfed the entire frame of the field leader of SEES.

The Persona User fell to his knees and blacked out from the agony.

His vision faded and found himself in the Velvet Room. He heard the familiar background music that soothed his soul without fail.

"There's no need to worry." Igor the proprietor of the Velvet room said calmly. "This isn't the afterlife; you are still alive." Minato let out a shaky breath of relief. He thought that first and last attack did him in, it was beyond that Megidolaon that Elizabeth used.

"Do you remember what I once told you, young man? That the strength of your Social Links would determine your potential?" Igor asked in a knowing tone. "Listen… can you hear their voices?" He cupped one ear with his arm making a half funnel shape.

The Wildcard simply closed his eyes and focused.

"Each power by itself is quite miniscule, but their all without a doubt directed towards you." The Long nose denizen stated calmly. "Have they reached you I wonder?"

There was no need to even think up of a response. "Yes, they have."

When he had nothing, those people, their trust in him gave him new life. It gave meaning to his life that he hadn't felt in over a decade and that power manifested itself in the Ultimate Personas of their respective Arcana.

A mass of energy was gathering and formed a glowing rotating sphere, it was a mysterious but calming light.

A mass of energy formed from nothing but the powerful emotions of the loved ones that he met less than a year ago, but it meant more than the world to him. A power formed from his heart and many others flowing back into him.

"I never dreamed of seeing that card with my own eyes." Igor said in awe. "Behold, this is the last power for both myself and for you to unveil."

"It is the power to bring about a new beginning or the absolute end, with this new-found power it may be possible for you to defeat the one that can't be defeated." Regardless of what happens next, this man was undoubtedly the greatest guest that step foot in the Velvet Room.

Minato nodded. "…This is the end, isn't it?"

"Yes, if harboring Death was your fate, then acquiring the power of the Wildcard is also your fate; you must accept your own fate now."

He nodded again. He was never a man of much words.

He was brought back into reality and was rewarded with another blast courtesy of Nyx floating nonchalantly. It was as usual still brutal to endure but even so, he must continue forward. Finally… finally he had a chance at victory, no matter how slim

A miracle was in his hands.

"Even if you're all alone, you're not lonely by any means, can you hear their voices?" Elizabeth's voice went through his mind.

"Mr. Arisato! Don't let it end like this ok?" Ken said placing his power and trust into him as well.

"I won't… I absolutely won't" The Fool thought with renewed determination.

"Arisato! no matter what happens, you and the rest of us are one!" His Senpai Akihiko Sanada stated.

After feeling another rush of power Minato responded mentally to his heartfelt words. "…Thanks."

Upon that a new blast of deathly energy was launched at the Wildcard even larger than before. Nyx up above him was confused why this lower life form still continued to stand. What she just shot out was enough to kill a world but this… thing continued on to exist.

He brought one of his hands to shield his own face, in a last-ditch attempt of lessening the damage. It burns! His soul hurts, it shrieked in indescribable agony. Something fundamental about Minato cracked, something was wrong!

Defeating Nyx seemed daunting even with this new-found power. Her existence towered over him.

"Please give Arisato our strength, the strength to stand against the Fall!" Mitsuru yelled even prepared to give her life. For the sake of this world, and to repay the sins of the Kirijo, the Red-haired woman was willing to pay in blood.

A new wave of power healed and refreshed him… but that burning sensation within his soul refused to go away. It was wrong and it was unnatural.

"…Thank You Mitsuru Senpai… but I've no intentions of taking that." Minato thought staring at the form of the heavenly divine being looking down on him. If anything, only he needs to be sacrificed.

It was too late to stop, he knew there was no turning back from this battle.

"If you don't come back, I won't forgive you!" Yukari screamed. Heh, even now she was still a Tsun.

Minato walked a few steps forward with a few labored breaths.

"Please, give him our strength, Our hopes to Arisato kun." Fuuka pleaded with her hands clasped against each other.

"L-Leave the rest to me." He muttered stumbling. The Fool felt so light-headed, he was about to pass out.

"Don't be the only one looking cool! I'm coming up right now, so hold up." Junpei shouted pointing his katana to the sky like one of those glowsticks fans waved in concerts.

You're… You're already helping me, Junpei." Minato said as he took yet another blast, after some spit escaped his mouth, he finally let out a slight smile.

He felt so tired. Another crack opened up on his damaged soul. It hurt like hell. Something was definitely wrong. The Death attacks that Nyx was unleashing, they were growing stronger but worst of all, there was something… different about them.

"Alright let's do this." Shinjiro's voice came out of nowhere. Despite the infinite size of the Sea of Souls, the Fool heard his message loud and clear.

"Let's." Minato genuinely regretted not getting to know him better.

He looked up seeing Nyx charging up another attack. There was something about it that was far more threatening that before, something made him sweat in dreaded anticipation.

"Arf!" Koromaru barked. He didn't need Aigis this time to understand him this time.

"You remember our promise, right?" Aigis asked out of desperation of her heart. "Promise me, promise you'll comeback." She pleaded her sole desire.

He didn't think that was possible anymore and that filled his heart with a deep regret.

With a final battle cry, Minato extended his hand upwards and prepared an attack of his own. When the power of the Universe clashed with the power of destruction, He blacked out.

"The Sheba Lens has detected an abnormality!" A female operator exclaimed with a bit shock and swear dripping down her face.

"Coordinates confirmed."

"Abnormal Values rising!"

"Laplace is getting a reading."

"Come on, Hurry you shit machine!"

A young woman in her early twenties bit the delicately filed nail of her thumb of her right hand and her eyes were narrowed on the monitor before her. She had a noble bearing with long Luxurious white hair stylized with a small braided section on the right side of her head. That braided side of her hair style had two strips of hair pointed downwards at the very beginning of said braid.

Her left side had a strand of hair pointed upwards for some reason but gave her a sophisticated yet almost wild look. Her name was Olga Marie Animusphere and she wore a personalized version of a female student's uniform of some kind with a complementary blazer of orange and black with frill on top a buttoned white blouse and a stylized red ruffle tie with an orange gem brooch pinned on it.

Normally she would reprimand or even fire her staff for using such uncultured language, but she couldn't blame her this time.

The light of CHALDEAS was vanishing and that could only mean one thing. CHALDEAS was a system that projected a copy of the planet's soul as its basis and was able to project the status of the world both past and future eras.

The light symbolized the stable existence of Mankind as a species… if that light vanished then…

Despite spending half her life planning for this moment, it was still a shock for an event that can threaten even the species with seven billion spread across the world to happen.

"CHALDEAS was created as a reproduction of the soul of the Earth," A brown haired man dressed in almost all green with a matching top hat that almost looked comical. "If the light of civilization is extinguished then…"

Hearing the voice of her trusted Lev, Olga quickly regained her wits. If it was anyone else who recited such obvious information on how the inventions her family worked on, then Olga Marie would have been more than a bit annoyed, but Lev has been her foundation for so long and she felt comfort in his voice alone.

If Lev was this calm and composed, then it would be shameful for her to exude such an image in front of the staff that the Animusphere family and the Mage's Association gathered. They were the best of the best in their respective fields and she was the head of it all and thus must conduct herself accordingly.

She unconsciously hugged underneath her chest with her left hand for some semblance of comfort. There was but one thing to do in such a situation. The only option left.

"Gather Humans who are Master Potentials right now!" She managed to keep her voice steady from the years of experience giving out orders. "We'll have to move from Rayshift experiments to actual use." If something threatened the existence of Man, then it's only natural to rely on Man's greatest champions to defend them.

The copies of Heroic Spirits known as Servants. Beings even beyond the axis of time and space.

His body felt like it was burning, that last attack knocked the breath out of stomach, and he landed painfully on the ground that felt strangely hard like some sort of metal like alloy.

Forcing his eyes open, all Minato Arisato saw was a white surrounding that he couldn't make sense of. The flashing lights that didn't help the case with his already damaged eyes.

EMERGENCY ALERT EMERGENCY ALERT

DIMENSIONAL ANAMOLY DETECTED.

INTRUDER ALERT INTRUDER ALERT

INTRUDER LOCATED IN CENTRAL COMMAND ROOM.

"Ugh," Minato wanted to clasp his ears to shut out the alarm, but his arms couldn't muster up the strength. The best he could do was roll over to his side trying to use his leg muscles to stand. The alarm at least meant that people exist in wherever he was sent to by the collision of spells.

Did those attacks from Nyx really damaged him that much? The pain made it hard to focus on anything else.

Getting on his knees, Minato stabilized his posture. The Persona User had to get out of here, there was still something he had to do.

DIMENSIONAL ANAMOLY DETECTED.

INTRUDER ALERT INTRUDER ALERT

INTRUDER LOCATED IN CENTRAL COMMAND ROOM.

The lights turned an obnoxious red and the doors or hatches from the sound of things opened. He also heard some fast-rhythmic stomping on the metal plated ground… roughly three sets of feet if he had to guess. All that time traveling Tartarus and avoiding the Shadows had finally proven useful outside those sets of circumstances.

"Who Are You! And how did you get into Chaldea?!" A feminine voice practically screeched at him. It wasn't shrill but the irritancy in it was clear to hear. Her companions unintentionally tensed up from the tone of their irate superior.

The Blue haired Fool on the other hand, almost didn't even hear her, his mind was swirling inside him and what she said was almost incoherent. Though he heard the last word that left her mouth clear enough.

Chaldea? What does that ancient country that was eventually absorbed into Babylon have to do with anything? Unless she's simply using that name as an inspiration for her organization?

It didn't matter, he still had to finish things.

Nyx… he had to defeat her. For everyone's sake. He had to… defe… defeat her. She was much more powerful than what he could've prepared for but he wasn't out just yet. Nyx has to rip his heart out of his chest to stop him from moving. Too much was at stake.

He should've gone through with his instincts and prepared to seal her away instead of countering her attack, but the Persona User panicked. His soul sustained a lot of damage from Nyx's attacks changing their nature and properties. He was prepared to stand up against her death attacks but the change in their nature made it a perfect counter to his blast of energy. A power of creation would lose against the power of destruction in a clash between them.

He finally got his foot on the ground with a knee resting on the floor to support his weight. He stumbled a bit but managed to keep his balance.

One leg at a time, if he can stand, he can still fight.

Oh God, his head was killing him, and his lungs couldn't seem to get enough air for some reason. The Vessel of Death didn't know if it was something physically wrong with them or he was just unable to calm them down to function properly.

"Hey! Didn't you hear me?! I asked you to identify yourself!" The female voice grew louder and more irritated as if she felt this whole scenario was just a huge waste of her time.

The director of Chaldea was in the middle of finalizing the negotiations with the United Nations for the Master Candidates to deal with Singularity F and this… boy crashed in. luckily there seems to be no damage in her base but even so, Olga didn't appreciate this intrusion. Her time was much more valuable than most people.

"That's it stand my Master." A soothing voice spoke in his mind, it was a new voice that didn't even exist twenty minutes ago, but Minato trusted his life to that voice. "This pain is nothing compared to the pain in your heart."

Minato felt so light headed, he wanted nothing more than to collapse on to a comfy bed and rest easy, but he got up with both feet on the ground. He was up, he was standing.

"Uhh," The Persona User clutched his head to ease the throbbing. He breathed heavily but it didn't seem to help much, his lungs felt like they were on fire. His limbs felt like bolts of lightning were shot through them damaging his nerves.

"Lady Animusphere Stay back!" New voices were heard even closer to him. They were more rough sounding in comparison than this Animusphere's voice and thus obviously male. If he had to guess the age, then it would be around late thirties or early forties.

Minato heard the rapid stomping of their boots on the metal ground which startled him and that was the only warning he got before they tackled him back onto the floor that he worked so hard to get off of.

The Fool bounced on the ground slightly from the sheer force of that tackle. That also knocked the wind out of his gut. Today was not a good day for the Fool.

"Careful Lady Animusphere, this man is armed." Rough hands reached at his belt and wrenched the Evoker out of his holster. "Hmph, what an uncivilized weapon…perfect for an oriental eastern monkey like you." The man looked at the high schooler with pure disdain.

Minato didn't need to see to feel the other man trying to burn a hole with his gaze. This man hated the Persona User for merely existing.

Alexis Auburn gingerly touched the Evoker as if he was afraid of the germs on it. In his mind, just coming in contact with this eastern monkey and his possession was enough to taint him with his utter filth. The Magus needed to take a particularly long shower tonight to wash off his growing disgust,

He also noted that the gun itself was half melted for some odd reason and the metal was hot to the touch. Not unbearably hot to the point that it burns his hands, but it was unnaturally hot as if it was left by a sunny window sill for hours.

Minato never did anything to this man to warrant such disgusting behavior, he found him to be rather obnoxious, but Minato didn't care about that at the moment. Another thought was leaving his mind preoccupied.

This man… this man touched his Evoker. The Evoker that represented his membership of SEES. It might have been a mere tool used to channel his abilities, but that gun shaped object was one of the most valuable items of the Fool in terms of sentimentality.

"Give that back." He uncharacteristically glared at the other man. The Fool couldn't see where he was beyond the blurry silhouette of his frame, but Minato was certain that he was staring at that man's eyes regardless.

His gut told him so.

The Persona User heard the other male click his tongue. That usually was not a good sign. He heard it from Ikutsuki, Takaya and the delinquent thugs back at Port Island Station when they grew tired of talking.

"You filthy easterner… who the hell do you think you are." The man was disgusted that Minato was even breathing the same air as him. How dare this boy address him as if they were equals! That look the boy gave Alex whether he admits it or not gave the Magus the chills. The back of his neck sweated profusely from the cold heat of the boy's gaze.

Quicker than what Minato could respond in his damaged state, the older male smashed the butt of the gun shaped object against the Fool's temple. He was careful to avoid the spilling of blood so it wouldn't stain his clothing. That strike was to mask the bodyguard's own fears and it made him bolder, the blood proved that the boy was nothing special. His Mage-craft would be enough to end the boy in case he turned violent against his superior.

"Ugh," Minato grunted in pain. Normally a hit or two on his temple wouldn't hurt due to the passive boost in strength and durability being a Persona User granted but this time it hurt. He felt that the strike was more than enough to draw a bit of blood.

It hurt because his whole body was already wounded, his skin was burnt, multiple cuts from his previous battle with Nyx's Avatar, and his limbs felt like lead. The blood that the blow drew got into his left eye.

The blue haired Persona User hissed due to the blood irritating his already damaged eyes. He didn't like the man already, but it was fortunate that he could understand the language that was being spoken because they were definitely not speaking Japanese. He was pretty fluent in English due to growing up there with his father's side of the family located in Seattle. And Toriumi's lessons also refreshed his memory as well.

Alexis eyed the blood like it was the most putrid liquid in existence. "A lowly commoner like you should learn how to treat your betters." He all but spat.

Alexis Auburn was the third son of the Auburn family which prided themselves as the Mage's Associations Enforcers. They served loyally as their hounds for generations despite the other Magus families looking down on them for their profession. When he was assigned here in the Antarctic, he expected some role greater than a mere guard.

"Enough with this," Olga stepped forward despite the men's warning of Minato's armed nature. She was more than wary of the Persona User when she heard the alarm of the dimensional anomaly, but this was getting nowhere, and the conduct of Alexis was distasteful to look at.

Lucifer's blade was ripped out of his belt without care ruining the belt and holster of the Evoker. No matter how wounded a person may appear, it was dangerous to assume that they were done. Never underestimate a cornered animal for that is when they were most dangerous.

Personally, Alexis could honestly care less what happened to Olga Marie Animusphere. He found her to be incredibly immature and annoying to even listen to, she was mere little girl and it shows in her mannerisms, but he was a proud member of the Auburn family. It would stain his and his family's honor and image if she got harmed in his watch.

The white-haired Magus looked at the wound that the Enforcer inflicted with distaste. For a well-bred man, he was certainly without any manners or etiquette. She took out her handkerchief and dabbed the Japanese's bloodied head and wiped the blood out of his eye.

That was an act that most Magus wouldn't bother with, but it was an action that should be expected for a noble.

"…My Evoker, return it." The blue haired boy gasped out reaching towards Alexis' general direction.

Evoker? Was that the model name of his gun? She wasn't well versed when it came to modern weaponry and she had no desire to learn about the subject, it was useless information to her. That gun was the only item that was taken from him beside his sword.

"I hope you understand that I can't return this to you right now, you are still an unknown variable and a potential threat." Olga explained with the forced airs of an official.

Minato did his best to give her an unimpressed expression. "I'm wounded and could barely stand."

"I have seen people move with more severe injuries. How we decide to treat you depends ultimately how willing you are to cooperate with us."

If he was a normal human then after questioning, she'll simply have some one wipe his memories and ship him back to whatever country he came from. But Olga doubted that he was a normal human with no interaction in the hidden moonlit world.

Besides the dimensional anomaly that he traveled here by; this boy gave off a larger than life air. An air only those exposed to the true nature of the world is capable of exuding. Whether he was a Magus, Psychic, or more importantly, a Master Potential remains to be seen.

"Ugh… what do you mean by cooperation?"

"You can start with a name for starters, though anything else can wait after medical attention." The director crossed her arms. "Call for Romani." It he shows signs of being aware of the supernatural then he may possess potential as a Master Candidate, then it is worth pursuing even at the cost of some resources.

"I'm Minato Arisato." The Fool introduced himself with his first name first instead of the usual Family name due to the fact that that Japanese custom would cause some confusion with those of western descent.

He wanted to get back to Nyx and to the others, but he was in no state to get back now that his adrenaline that masked the pain was gone. He didn't know how to get back if he could in the first place with his own abilities.

"I believe he's on lunch break." The other male that wasn't Alexis said. That other bodyguard who was silent till now. He learned to keep his mouth shut when around Olga Marie Animusphere if he wanted to keep his job and maintain his family's honor. How ever annoying this assignment was, the Animuspheres were still lords of the Clock Tower.

"…We're using our resources for something like him?" Alexis raised an eyebrow voicing his displeasure. It was a waste to use resources on a lesser being without any form of tangible compensation. It was money better suited to be used to fund researchers to enhance the Global Environment Model Chaldeas. The Magical Theory to copy the soul of the world was rather fascinating and its potential to aid research was quite promising… and this child was using money to heal the eastern monkey instead.

Olga Marie Animusphere does not possess the qualities of a true Magus. That was the conclusion Alexis had come to. And to think the great Marisbury was capable of leaving such an inept bloodline.

"How I use MY resources is none of your concern." She found his constant questioning of her authority to be tiresome. The only reason she hasn't fired him was due to the fact that she didn't want to ruin relations with the Auburn Family.

While she found Romani's personality and buffoonery questionable, she was more than aware of his talents. Her father would have never hired this man otherwise if he was subpar, this dimensional hopper wouldn't be dying on his watch.

Now that this situation is settled for the moment, it was time to return to finalizing the negotiations with the United Nations and the Mage's Association. Now matter how skilled she was trained, Olga Marie Animusphere HATES politics.

Romani Archaman really didn't know what to make of this child that was working on. His patient was around perhaps sixteen or seventeen at the most. Physically, the body of the blue haired oriental teen was already healing on its own in an accelerated rate.

The healing was quite the spectacle to behold in person, despite the potent curses that his flesh had contacted, the holy energy that this boy was producing even when unconscious was… burning the curses that dared to taint his body.

Truthfully, there wasn't much that he needs to do. That was fine with him but he did place an IV drip for nutritional purposes and some Magical Energy diluted in the solution to make up what was being burned for his accelerated healing. He was stable and Roman was tempted to go back to eating his abandoned cake but the doctor decided against it. As much as he hated leaving his precious sweets, he hated getting yelled at by the director even more.

Though the boy's natural healing was indicator of Olga's hypothesis. He wasn't a mere human that had no involvement with the supernatural. Whether he had the qualities of a Master Potential remains to be seen. Whether or not his body was capable of withstanding Rayshifting was what differentiated Master Candidates from the usual term Master in standard Holy Grail Wars.

Roman adjusted his gloves and tapped the monitor to change a few settings. Most Mages hated technology due to science explaining phenomena is what weakens mysteries and thus Mage-craft is weakened. The previous Animusphere head disagreed with that notion and worked on magical theories that worked alongside the technological advances of man.

With a few taps on the screen, the status of his patient was shown on full display. Everything from his blood type, his genetics, brain waves, vitals, and more. They certainly didn't have this back in med school, life is so much easier with technology.

The doctor was going to check the man's potential to be a Master Candidate as per the Director's orders later tonight, but he might as well do it now to get it out of the way. Mourning his wasted cake one last time, he changed the settings of the device to show this young man's more mystical stats.

Roman blinked in surprise from what was shown. Well… that was unexpected. The head doctor thought the machine glitched up and was feeding him false information before realizing that the magical component of the device wouldn't allow that to happen. He really did not know what to make of what the screen showed him.

This high schooler had a Magic Core, a trait that humans do not naturally possess. There had been cases of Servants acquiring their Magic Core through some sort of Draconic blood like Arthur Pendragon the King of Knights, Siegfried of the Nibelungenlied Epic and his origin Sigurd of the Völsunga Saga. But the problem is that from what he could tell, this boy does not possess the factor of a Dragon.

It stands to reason some form of experiment was conducted in the boy's body to force that trait onto him. Neither Arthur nor Siegfried naturally obtained their Magic Cores, and it stands to reason that a human of the modern era would as well. Just what was done to cause him to become like this Roman had no idea and he didn't want to find out unless it affects the health of his patient. What ever was done, the essence that was enhancing the child was at least on par with the strongest Phantasmal species.

It was fascinating as it was disturbing. The presence of the Magic Core distracted the fluffy haired man from yet another anomaly within the blue haired teen's body. His nerves were not merely nerves, each of them was a pseudo circuit.

Every single nerve.

That was a maddening thought. He had heard of tales of overly ambitious Mages that tried to overcome the disparity between Mage families with multiple generations of breeding and research and their shallower histories. These lesser Mages choose to have their nerves undergo forceful mutation to attempt to create a lesser artificial circuit to increase their bodies ability to produce Magical Energy.

Those who failed died painfully, those who succeeded chose not to pursue this type of research again. The risks of this type of procedure was risky beyond all measure and only most fool hardy would continue to pursue it beyond surviving the results.

Ultimately, these artificial circuits wouldn't even be inherited by the next generation of Mages and was reluctantly abandoned to focus adding to the Magic Crest of the family. This was honestly madness.

He needed a drink.

Even if this young man wasn't a Master Potential, there's simply no way that the Mage's Association would ever let this one go. That Magic Core was too rare and valuable of a find to simply allow it to fade into obscurity.

Even the pure-bred families would be willing to forgo their racism to add such a man to their family through marriage in hopes of passing down even a fraction of that Magic Core's capabilities. Even should he be uncooperative, Magic Circuits were known to continue functioning even after the death of the person as long as their brain remains intact and the genetic information could be used to create superior Homunculus as well.

That healing was really something spectacular, Roman wondered just how potent that healing is. Taking a syringe, he drew a test tube's worth of blood from the vein located on the neck. If that blood show signs of cellular regeneration then it was well worth pursuing, the rich blood of the Phantasmal could be what will extend her life.

"How is he doing, Doctor." A soft-spoken girlish voice in her teens was heard.

Speak of the devil and he shall appear.

"Huh, Fine I guess." He quickly placed the test tube of blood in his coat pocket. Based on the scan, his blood is of the O- type, a blood type that only six percent of the world possesses and was known as the Universal Donor. Any one even a designer child like Mash could accept it.

"You guess? You aren't paid as the head of the medical department for guessing, Roman." She teased.

"Ha Ha, very funny Mash." He turned around to look at her by the door frame leaning on it. "The patient was already healing on his own, he was never in danger of dying in the first place." Supposedly he was in bad condition when Olga found him but by the time Roman arrived most of the burns on that young man's skin were gone.

"That's good to hear. I heard the director complaining a lot so I figured I'd come check out the situation." Mash sighed.

"She's rather childish, isn't she? A woman her age should act better." Roman was sympathetic regarding the situation regarding her father but some aspects of people never change. Olga had always been someone who wanted things her way or the highway.

"That's mean. You know how stressed she is with the ongoing negotiations with the United Kingdoms, the director had a lot on her shoulders right now." The Lavender haired teen reprimanded though she didn't disagree with the Doctor's assessment.

Roman didn't want to break it to the girl that Olga is convinced Mash will be the one to kill her with a rusty kitchen knife or something just as ridiculous concocted in her mind. Olga was convinced that Mash hated her despite it being the opposite, the designer child held no ill will toward the older woman and even thought of her positively.

Yet despite this, neither himself nor Lev Lainur could alleviate her paranoia of Mash but Roman managed to convince her to allow Mash to be a part of Chaldea's staff. It was a surprised that the director even agreed. Even being around Mash almost makes her regress back to her anorexic days.

He had wanted to see if he could change Olga's mind about Mash with them being in close physical proximity of each other. That unfortunately did not succeed, nothing they did alleviated the director's fear of the harmless glasses wearing girl. If anything, that managed to make her even more paranoid of Mash than anything else.

It was sad to think about, to be misunderstood so intensely like this. Mash was a type of person that would rather not hurt a fly if she could help it. She was a gentle and kind girl, one that he had hoped she'll get the opportunity to finally make some friends soon.

As well she gets along with him, Da Vinci and Lev, none of them could truly be her friend due to the large age gap between them. She might not have much time to meet that "Senpai" she wanted to be with all those years ago.

"Hey Mash… are you interested in becoming a Master Candidate?" Romani hesitantly asked. With Rayshift testing starting soon after the negotiations were done, the staff would also be tested for their potential as a Master Candidate alongside who ever the Mage's Association and the United Kingdom sends over.

Besides her physical condition, it was hard to justify Mash's absence in the testing. She too was part of Chaldea's staff even if her role in it is small.

"Master Candidate… if I qualify to be one then I wouldn't mind." Mash paused giving it some thought. "I don't know if I will be much use with this body of mine but I'll try to not slow anyone down if I am capable of being a Master." She didn't know how to respond to such a drastic change in topics but managed to give her genuine response.

As an Artificial Human created through genetic manipulation, she was identical to a Homunculus in terms of the soul's pureness. Even though the Demi-Servant project was a failure, a Designer Child's body and spirit was designed to interface with a Heroic Spirit. It would be unlikely that Mash wouldn't have the qualities to Rayshift.

"Well danger aside, Rayshifting might be how you get to see the outside world Mash." Romani ran his gloved hand through his hair. "Though I would've preferred you get to see the real thing."

"Romanticism is how one observes the world wishing for tomorrow's possibilities. That serious face doesn't suit you."

"…No one takes me seriously do they."

"You said it Doctor."

"Right, right. I should be saying 'no matter what you'll see both' Am I Right?"

"Now that's the goofy Doctor I'm used to." Mash let out a teasing smile. "Make sure you don't get lazy on the patient just because of your sweet tooth."

"…Now I'm sure no one takes me seriously."