adislt: Yes the Persona immunities carry over unless there's some sort of reason why it won't. Writing entirely in bold sounds like a bad idea.

ThatIdioticMelody: Medea was one of the Argonaughts so I'd figured she would have been a good choice. Though I am having some slight issues writing her character.

death0887: He standoffish since he's in a similar mental state when Shinjiro died in the third movie P3 Falling Down. Speaking of Lev...

Shiori's first Servant shouldn't be a surprise. That's the only hint I'm giving. kiara is going to be... interesting to Minato to say the least.

Dxhologram: Norn conceptual powers for the win! Any ideas for the flashback?

Farron: Of course, Minato was noted to be special even as a Wildcard by Igor and that shows in achieving the Universe rather than the Typical World. Though he does technically also have the World is you played PQ1.

Ina: Thing is there's little reason for Minato to summon a Servant he already possesses as a Persona. He technically already had their abilities and more due to them being the Heroic Spirit in it's entirety rather than being limited to their Servant class. Yeah it would be cool to see the bonding and I'll have to scour the depths of Youtube to see the interludes since I tend to skip them in the game.

Yevon: right. Angels will be in this fic but just don't expect them anytime soon.

VGBlackWing: Nobbus are for Farming! If you aint farming than u aren't doing it RIGHT!

Gen2324: Sakura is one scary lady in the FGOverse alright lol.

Art Smail: That's called a simile which is used as a comparison. Not exactly Archaic. the dumbing down of words are used to help the characters who by story not that well versed in the laws of the world to understand.

Frotj: I wanted Minato to have Medea as a first Servant due to her strengths being less apparent than say a Hercules or Lancelot Beserker.

Black Key GACHA: Depends on the Persona but on the general note, unless its some NP or ritual type spells Nuclear and Almighty have a high chance of punching through in Magic shoot outs.

Doortolight47: Technically possible to do so I assume.

Valkoor123113: sounds plausible. Any ideas?

Thunder Dragon: Yes he technically has all the Personas from P3 PQ1 and 2.

Hekkasi: She'll live.

Garrick: Maybe. never played dancing or read that fic.

Odin's Eye: There will be a Harem but it won't be the main focus. Norse and Egyptian magic yes and maybe others if there's a reason to.

Hoppy: They will but much later on. Around Goetia but definitely the Extra CCC Kiara event where that tidbit will be relevant.

"Fou, Fou, Fou!" The white beast barked out it's own name like some off-brand Pokémon. "Food slave ahead!"

Minato snorted. "Not with that mouth, Mutt." It has been truly a while since the Persona User had stayed in this world, long enough that he had some sort of understanding of the creature known as Fou. It was interesting at first but the novelty has all but faded away.

"Master, the creature is more than it seems." Medea spoke to his mind telepathically, she seemed rather weary of the dog like animal despite how non-threatening it looked.

Minato almost tensed up hearing her voice in his mind were it not the fact that he was used to hearing the voices of his Personas and Fuuka in the past due to her role as their support. It used to be mostly Orpheus and Thanatos back in his old world but ever since he came to this one, they seemed far more alive than before.

Huh, how many people in his world diagnosed with schizophrenia but in actuality had a Persona that they had no way of summoning? That was certainly a rather interesting question that he would never have the answer to.

"I'm aware of that, Medea." Minato responded in the same telepathic link. "It's got quite the mouth on him but Fou's non-hostile. I would rather not get arrested for something like animal abuse in any case." That doesn't change the fact that the teenager vastly preferred Koromaru over this squirrel tail, but it was good for his heart that Fou wasn't simply a Koromaru clone. He didn't need a constant reminder of his time with SEES.

Still, this telepathic link was a rather useful ability and the ability to share senses was a quality that was under appreciated by the Mages of this organization in place of simply focusing on the more upfront abilities of contracting a Servant. With Fuuka's ability, he could achieve similar results to non-contracted Servants and other allies.

"Fou!" Fou began to nibble on the passed-out girl's ear trying to wake her but to no avail.

"MMM!" The red-haired girl groaned sweetly and swatted the white furred creature away with a mean backhand, it used far more power than what one would expect from a still sleeping individual.

"Fou Fouuuuuuuuuuu!" Fou flew a distance of fifteen feet due to that girl's freakishly strong arms. Eventually the creature landed with a soft thud sound. How did such a powerful strike come from such a slim girl? Seriously, she was basically skin and bones.

Ironically, other members of SEES especially Akihiko said the same things were said about him.

"Fou!" Mash practically shouted but calmed down quickly enough seeing Fou simply shake off the fall with no visible discomfort besides the annoyance.

"Quite the heavy sleeper, isn't she?" Da Vinci snorted seemingly amused by the whole situation. He took out his Mystic Code camera and snapped another picture to add to his collection. "Perfect! Such a peaceful yet annoyed expression, a rather rare and exquisite one if I say so myself."

Medea raised an eyebrow at the whole situation, now that she was aware of just WHO that Servant was in that body modeled after the Mona Lisa, she didn't know if she should preserve this young girl's privacy or join in the endeavors of her fellow Caster.

It wasn't everyday one gets to experiment fashion with a extremely renown artisan… but for some reason, this girl annoyed the hell out of her despite being sound asleep.

The Greek Servant did not know why but she had a sudden urge to repeatedly punch that red head girl's gut until she coughs up blood. Now that she thought about it, this flame colored girl did seem strangely familiar with the second Caster of Chaldea but not like how her current Master was.

Her Master Minato Arisato reminded her of someone she once knew in her youth Orpheus in appearance. She was never all that close to the others of the Argo, but she didn't find Orpheus as nauseating as the other men.

The recollection, the familiarity that she had with this asleep child was… unclear to her. Her memories of where she seen that face was rather hazy compared to her past which she could recall fairly vividly. Perhaps she met this child in a Grail War or maybe her ancestor, that was a likely case. The Medea of that Grail War is 'different' to herself, the Medea that manifested in response to his summoning.

"Fou, Fou, Fou!"

"There, there Fou," Mash picked up the white beast and snuggled it in her bosom. "She didn't mean it." She tried to calm the dog thing down but to no avail, the number of curses being spouted out of that creature's maw was… disconcerting.

Needless to say, it was fortunate that children were not around this creature.

Minato crouched down near the prone form of the female while Mash merely bent her back forward to make a near perfect sideways L-shape. Fou got nearer to the sleeping female and started to bark even louder and much more furiously.

"HMM! Five. More minutes momma!" She turned to her other side and tried her best to bury her head in her makeshift pillow that is her arms.

"…Did she really compare her mother to the sounds of Fou barking?" Minato asked, he started to poke the girl's cheeks out of curiosity. "Her cheek is really soft, like baby bottom soft."

Medea merely snorted at the thought of another woman barking like an animal. As a woman, one should have some sort of grace and elegance.

"Senpai! You shouldn't be touching people like That!" Mash protested with a reddened face. "…Are they really that soft?" She asked in a whisper as if they were conspiring against a shared enemy.

That was the real question.

"Why don't feel them and find out?" The Fool smiled teasingly at the other teenaged female. "As for your first statement, this girl is literally in the middle of the hallway, might as well wake her up before someone trips over her trying to rush through to be on schedule." Or worse, someone gets a bit more handsy than he was.

The director or rather, just like any superior hates when subordinates are late. That will give them a bad image and appear not as committed to their duties and Olga in particular apparently loves firing people.

"Wake up." He poked her cheek experimentally with his finger with a bit for force. "Come on, your five minutes are up."

"Fuck off mom." She grumbled, annoyed at the constant pestering. "Ten more minutes."

Did she just increase the time limit for her nap? She responded and thus it was confirmed that she was at least conscious enough to hear what they were saying.

"Should I wake her up Master?" Medea asked pointing her staff at the prone red head. For some reason she wanted to make that woman's life hell.

"…I'm not trying to kill her, Caster." Minato turned his head to look at his Servant being careful to not use her true name out in the open. "And put that staff down."

The Caster Servant did one better and dematerialized her whole body and returned to spirit form. That's rather convenient Minato noted, making sure he included that in his tactics once he would be deployed on the field.

He was ok with Mash and Da Vinci knowing it since he spent most of his time with them in some form of fashion, but he'd rather keep the identity of his Servant a mystery. Knowing Medea's name also gave way to reveal her strengths and weaknesses.

He put a finger over his lips when he looked at Mash and saw her nod getting his message without any further elaboration. Minato didn't need to explain further to Da Vinci seeing that he was supposedly a genius after all.

Minato turned his attention back to the red head and smirked. He suddenly had a genius idea that would be sure to work, it worked on him most of the time and it was efficient. "Breakfast is ready."

"…Senpai, I don't think that's going to work." Mash tightened her grip on Fou as it tried to escape Mash's embrace and bite the girl that struck his perfect adorable body, he demanded compensation for this barbaric act… fifteen pounds of beef jerky treats would suffice. One pound for every foot he traveled.

"I call for double portions!" The girl immediately got up with her back ramrod straight. "So is papa's or Sakura Nee's cooking… oh… shit." Gudako rubbed the fuzz out of her eyes and wiped her drool off on her Chaldea uniform sleeve. It was actually rather fashionable, the only changes she made was requesting a shorter style skirt… Miniskirts was life.

Shiori Emiya remembered that she wasn't in her home anymore and that she accepted that man's proposal to join the Chaldea Security Organization. A place that this world's Sakura Nee was vehemently against her joining due to it's connection to the Animusphere family and thus to Marisbury Animusphere who participated in the First Holy Grail War of Fuyuki.

A man that her aunt blamed for the deaths of Rin Tohsaka and Shirou Emiya of this world whether it be directly or indirectly, she did not know. That was why Shiori's paranoia in using an alias might have saved her life, if this director Olga Marie Animusphere knew that she was related to the Tohsakas then who knows what she would have done to her.

At least the Moonlit world and the mundane one did not have Tohsaka or Emiya blood in their systems and thus the Chaldea DNA scan didn't realize anything beyond that she was mostly of Japanese descent and one eighth Finnish apparently. Wasn't that blonde girl Luvia Edelfelt that her mother Finnish?

"Hmm… since it's neither morning nor night… please wake up, Senpai." Mash patted Fou on the head to calm him down.

"Fou, Fou!" Fou barked at the awakened girl, annoyed at her but not as righteously angered as before. "You owe me SNACKS."

"You could have just said, good afternoon, Mash." Minato replied as he got off of his crouch. He reached into his breast pocket and pulled out a mint flavored cough drop and handed it to the red head. "For your nap breath."

"…Were you watching me sleep?" Regardless of her raised guard and suspicion, she still took the cough drop and plopped it into her mouth unceremoniously.

"And you were adorable," The Persona User's voice had a tint of sarcasm in it's otherwise monotone voice. "Are you a new Master Candidate or a new addition to the technician staff?" He didn't recognize her in all of the months he been here, but he wouldn't be surprised if Chaldea was still recruiting Mages who had the Spiritrons necessary to Rayshift.

From what he overheard from the director Olga, they as an organization started to recruit from the civilian sector. He would have disagreed with that, but he remember that's exactly how SEES had recruited him, and he was technically simply a civilian as well with no official Bloodline or history.

"Uhh… Who are you and where are we?" She asked, her head was still a bit fuzzy for some reason. "And yes, I'm technically a Master Candidate." Shiori just got here but she vaguely remembered that was the reason she was recruited. She had the best rest that she gotten in a long while so it kind of sucks that she was forced to awaken but there's no use crying over spilled milk.

"Right, that's a simple question and I really appreciate it." The Lavender haired girl responded. "…I am no one worth mentioning." She tried to copy one of the lines of those anime shows Romani watched all the time to make an impressive self-introduction… but it appeared to have the opposite effect.

The blue haired male simply exhaled exasperated at her. "Mash, it's just a question. There is such a thing as being too polite." Trying to be cool and trying to be polite does not mix well, especially when done at the same time.

"Yeah… what that guy said." Shiori stood up but stumbled a bit. Huh, now that she got a closer look, the blue haired guy was rather cute. He got that bishounen vibe without that overly feminine features of the men known as traps. He's what she referred to as the plain bishounen, but admittedly, those silver eyes of his were captivating. They stared directly into her soul and were silently judging her worth.

"Oh, my apologies. I'm Mash Kyrielight as you have heard, and this is Minato Arisato Senpai." The bespectacled girl answered a tad bit embarrassed. "The other person in the back is Da Vinci."

"…What other person?" Shiori asked with confusion. "I'm… Ritsuka Fujimaru."

Da Vinci was nowhere to be seen, some time before Shiori Emiya woke up, the genius had disappeared to god knows where.

"He probably went back to his Workshop," Minato shrugged. "What a free spirit that one is." If he was to be completely honest, the Fool was rather jealous of Leonardo for that quality of his. As an individual, Minato can't help but he tied down by his past.

"In any case, pleasure to meet you Mash Kyrielight and Minato Arisato Senpai." She didn't expect the other Master Candidates to be her age. She figured the Clock Tower and the United Nations would rather have Enforcers and Free-lancers with combat experience over inexperienced teenagers… then again, she also was technically a part of that category.

"The Senpai part isn't my name."

"It isn't?" Shiori asked innocently.

"…" Minato didn't know how to respond to that.

"Relax, I'm just messing with you." She giggled innocently.

"As for where we are, we are in the passageway from the front gate to the Central Command Room, which is in front of the main Chaldea Gate."

"Um ok… those were words." The second generation Emiya blinked. All those names of the locations didn't mean much to her but probably due to the fact that she had never been in this facility until today.

"You'll be familiar with the facility in a week or so." The Fool shrugged. "It is big, so I don't blame you."

"Can I ask you a question in turn, Ritsuka Senpai?" The Lilac haired girl asked innocently, seeing that her new Senpai waved it off in agreement, she continued. "You were asleep, but why would you sleep in the hall of all places? Is it because you cannot sleep unless you're on a hard surface?"

Shiori almost snorted amusedly when she heard that question… this Mash girl was so… innocent. "Yeah. I can't sleep unless I'm on a straw mat." The Tohsaka heir knew that this girl would be fun to tease the moment she asked that question.

Minato simply rolled his eyes; this redhead was rather sassy. Well, a rather nice change of pace compared to the others who were recruited. This human like quality was further proof that this Ritsuka Fujimaru was from the civilian sector.

He remembered the time when he thought bringing civilians into this battle to maintain this 'Human Order' which sounds like an oxymoron was a poor decision. He then remembered just how inherently hypocritical that was, SEES had recruited him despite having no combat experience besides some kendo clubs he participated in.

In actuality, he was probably worse off than all those civilian Mages seeing that they were at least used to their powers while his first summoning knocked him out for a week. But then, by the end of the school year, he by the virtue of possessing the Wildcard and the powers inherited from Death became the most powerful, durable and versatile member of the team.

A shame that power didn't mean much when he truly needed it the most.

"Oh, a Japanese carpet, I've heard of those before. I see… yes, I see." Mash nodded to herself in satisfaction. The books she had read on other cultures was accurate after all, the time she spent researching the world outside Chaldea was not wasted.

"Do not change Mash, do not change." The Fool breathed out of his nose in amusement, it was a bit of a bittersweet moment to him. Though there are many differences between the two, there's enough similarities in Mash's mannerisms to remind the Persona User of the ASW Aigis. Perhaps it's that naivete and innocence that superficially made them resemble each other. Though admittedly, those two probably would have gotten along if they had the chance to meet each other. The Designer Child who had never left this Facility out in the middle of nowhere and the Android that's trying to understand the meaning of life.

"Fou, Kyo, Fou." The white furred beast barked like a dog at the golden eyed woman who smacked him earlier. "You owe me SNACKS. I demand fifteen pounds of beef jerky as compensation!" Is what this dog like creature was saying to the existence that now chose to call herself Ritsuka Fujimura.

"This Mutt is annoying me," Satan grumbled loudly. "If he keeps this up, I'll use it's hide as a wallet."

…What would the primordial darkness incarnated need a wallet for?

"Oh. My. God." Shiori stared at that thing with her golden eyes wide from shock, as if she couldn't comprehend its existence. Her hands were trembling as if she was afraid of even touching that creature.

"Perhaps, this girl is smarter than she looks," Medea spoke telepathically. "She could tell just what type of existence that white creature is."

"It's SO CUTE!" She practically screeched. "What is it! I must have one of those." Her eyes were sparkling in excitement, rather from shaking from fear, her whole body was vibrating uncontrollably with childlike joy.

"Never mind, she's a fool through and through." His Servant corrected herself incredulously. "Perhaps I should have followed my fellow Caster when I had the chance."

"Oh, I forgot to introduce you to him, haven't I, Fou?" Mash brought Fou closer to the newest Master Candidate careful to not bring it too close to the other female in case Fou held a grudge from earlier. "This squirrel like creature is Fou, he's a privileged life form allowed to walk freely around Chaldea."

"He's probably a unique species, the only one of its kind." Minato answered the second question. "Wouldn't recommend owning one in any case, not only does it have a bad attitude, it eats far more than what it's body should physically allow."

The glasses clad teenager sweat dropped at that. "…You should be the last person on earth saying that Minato Senpai." He should see just how much he eats; it was rather hypocritical for him to admonish Fou for his appetite. Though she did cut down on the number of snacks she gave Fou so her Sempai wasn't completely wrong, but it just felt odd for him out of all people to judge others regarding that quality.

Fou huffed in outrage and wiggled itself out of Mash's hold on him and strutted out indignantly. How dare these humans mock and insult him!

"What a mysterious creature," Gudako breathed out in sheer wonder. "Now, I really want a Fou of my own." She was never allowed to have a pet of her own due to her momma's distaste at the prospect of extra housework.

"…Is that what you saw from that?" Minato couldn't help but ask. All he saw was a spoiled little thing strutting off for not getting things his way. "Well, there's still some time before the orientation so let's go get a seat."

It's been a while since he gotten to flex the social skills he developed over the course of the year. While he did just summon Medea, that woman seemed to be fixated on setting up a Workshop of her own so their conversations would have to wait.

"Medea, if you go through three walls and make a right you should be able to find Leonardo's Workshop." Minato suggested through their telepathic link. "Even if he doesn't spark your interest regarding the mysteries he performs, that Servant has a fairly high rank within this organization, he should be able to offer you a suitable location for setting up you Workshop."

"Very well," The Servant acquiesced to his suggestion. "Do try and not break the hearts of those two girls while I'm away… my Master." And just like that, he felt her presence disappear entirely save for that link he has with her draining his Magical Energy a steady amount periodically.

He could just hear the teasing remark in the end of her line. In any case, summoning a Caster might not have been his first choice but like the tactician he was, he'll find a way to make use of her optimally.

*Break*

Minato saw the two girls sitting at the green bench that had enough space to fit perhaps four or five people. He was meanwhile at the vending machine buying a whole bunch of drinks, luckily despite being on the continent of Antarctica, the vending machines accepted American money.

It was courteous to buy drinks for people seeing that they were holding an extended conversation and secondly, Minato was storing the excess in his Dimensional pocket. It was simply a precaution in case Chaldea can't send them supplies when he Rayshifts in whatever location they sent him to.

"Lucia, Juno. Can you hear my voice?" Minato walked away from the machine and instinctively swerved to avoid colliding with the other person waiting on the line that was formed. It would seem that the Persona User spent a bit more time on the machine than he anticipated but that was the thing about using coins. Not only are they heavy but they are a pain to use anywhere else besides the vending machine or bus.

"Your voice reaches us O' Master of ours." The voice of the two Personas that once belonged to Fuuka Yamagishi responded in unison with their soft spoken and gentle fact, Lucia was particularly rather reverent to him beyond the usual respect and pledges of fidelity.

Was it due to the fact that Lucia was a Virgin Saint and he was one with his Persona, the Messiah that manifests himself on the Day of Judgement. He would rather not have Lucia of all Personas see him in those Divine lenses. She was borne of Fuuka's inner heart and Minato would never be comfortable with the prospect of Fuuka's legacy seeing him in that sort of light.

And if he were to be completely honest, he was beginning to hate that word, Master. That word was being used more and more often and thus, that word was losing its meaning fast. Before, it was simply a word that his Personas used to refer to him every once in a while, but now… it was getting rather grating. It just goes to show just how egotistical these Mages are when they first designed the Holy Grail war in the city of Fuyuki.

Claiming to be Masters of Legends given form. He wouldn't be upset if his other summons would refuse to refer him as such, he would probably prefer it that way.

And honestly, he was not a person to be referred to as one's master. Not simply because of his current feelings regarding himself but in general, he had no desire to lord himself over others.

*Break*

"Where is this place exactly?" Ritsuka still seemed a bit out of it despite her overall cheerful and fun demeanor. "The business card I got and that guy in the subway didn't explain much of what it means to work here beyond the future perks that is." She was referring to Dalton Aatos who either worked for the United Nations or a Magus who was hired as a middleman of sorts of the Clock Tower and the United Nations.

She never would have imagined that the stuffy Mages of the Association would even allow outsiders in the U.N to know about the supernatural world. Especially since her father works to maintain the secrecy of Magic by killing other Mages who had gone rogue but desperate times for desperate measures she supposed.

"That's an easy question to answer, Ritsuka Senpai," Mash held her chin with the tips of her fingers as if she was in deep contemplation. "Chaldea is an observatory built to make the future of humanity as long and strong as possible." She said it so casually like it was common knowledge and in her defense it very well may be for her being born from this organization and all.

"…Sure, that explains a WHOLE LOT." Shiori snarked It lacked any real heat, but she was a teeny bit annoyed at just how vague people in this facility were. All she really knew was that she had the potential to summon a Servant of her own and that her Pseudo Spiritrons were sufficient to Rayshift.

"Here," Minato finally gotten back to the duo and handed a bottle of water to both of them. He noted that Ritsuka's eyes still had that dazed look in them, she was hiding it well in their earlier meeting, but the poor girl had trouble focusing on anything besides staring vaguely at the tiled floor.

She looked at the bottle being offered to her uncomprehendingly for a total of three seconds. "…Thanks." The eighth generation Tohsaka let the water bottle drop gently into her hands and twisted the cap of in one sharp turn.

Gudako drank about a quarter of the bottle in one go, not only was her throat dry and thirsty but that water was the best water she drank… ever. She sighed in relief due to how refresh she felt; she would have poured the rest on her face if she didn't have company.

"It's mineral water made from a glacier, seeing as we're in Antarctica it's more feasible to buy it where its source is rather than importing." Minato took a big gulp of his own, he had enough resources in his Dimensional Pocket to go on for years without assistance.

The Dimensional Pocket that the Velvet Room Denizens taught him how to use made it, so time and space had no meaning. The food stored in that dimension never spoils, the ice cream never melts, and the equipment never need additional maintenance. The only downside to this pocket dimension is that he doesn't know how to make an opening big enough for items much larger than the size of his body.

Eventually Minato hopes to increase what he can hold in that dimension with Mage-Craft. There's bound to be someone that could store items similarly to what he can do, right?

Somewhere, a golden armored blonde man with red eyes sneezed. He was under the impression, yet another Faker was trying to copy him, and it made the King of Heroes more than a tad bit irritated.

Mash on the other hand had a look of struggle on her face trying to twist open the seal, her face built up a droplet of sweat from the effort she was exerting. She finally succeeded in her third attempt but not without garnering the chuckles of her new senpai.

"Are you alright now?" He asked calmly. He tossed the now empty bottle at the nearby trash can. He missed and the bottle ricochet off the rim and dropped loudly making a noise similar to bowling pins. Minato simply sighed and went to pick it up, littering was technically a crime.

"Thanks, Am now thanks to you guys." She mimicked the Fool and tossed the bottle at the trashcan in a casual overhand throw but unlike the blue haired male, she got the bottle in the hole the first shot.

"Impressive, do you practice sports or something?" Minato asked making a bit of small talk. She seemed like the Akihiko type of person to him, she just gave that sort of vibe.

"Sorta, if you consider being the head of the Archery club a sport." She said it dismissively, but they could hear an undertone of pride in her voice.

"Interesting, one of my… friends is err… was a member of the Archery club," The Wildcard scratched his head with his right hand. "She was pretty good at it herself and even tried to teach me the basics, but I was pretty average at it admittedly." The bow was never his preferred weapon, neither were the guns and canons that Aigis used. The most range he was willing to use were spears and pole-arms but that might change in the future seeing that his Evoker was destroyed and thus he wouldn't have to worry of accidentally using a pistol instead of the summoning device.

It still hurt referring Yukari as someone that was, in a past tense but he hoped he managed to keep his personal feelings from manifesting in his voice and demeanor.

"Well, my advice is the same for everyone. Just keep at it." She rubbed her forearm with a distant look. "Practice makes perfect. If I can do it then there's no reason why you can't either."

She was surprisingly humble for a Mage, even the director had that unreachable aura around her.

"Maybe so," Minato snorted and looked at Mash. "Perhaps you can help me convince this girl to hit the gym. The doctor told me that she couldn't even do a sit-up." Despite the amusement in his voice, he was half-serious about that. Mash was so weak physically that it wasn't even funny, he's worried that if she gets sick her immune system wouldn't be strong enough to fight it off.

"…You're not serious right?" Shiori sweat dropped at that remark. "Really, come on…" She looked at Minato's face to detect any lies before swirling around to check out the source.

Mash looked even tinier as she tried to curl into herself from the attention she was getting and especially from that… private detail. "L-let's get back on topic." She stammered. She had a legitimate reason for her physical ineptness! She was created as a Prana battery first with the most amount of Circuits possible rather than some genetic freak with a peak human performance body.

"…Right," Minato decided to spare the girl from further teasing and embarrassment. "Why were you sleeping on the floor of all places and please spare us your straw mat joke. It wasn't funny the first time." ...That came out a bit harsher than he intended to. No wonder Junpei called him an asshole at times.

"That was a joke?" Mash tilted her head in confusion. Now she was upset no, disapointed at that particular revelation. She supposed she always knew that the books would never be enough to capture the experiences and cultures of the outside world, but it was saddening to know just how ignorant she truly was.

"Spoiled sport, speak for yourself." Shiori was still getting the chuckles from just how serious Mash took her joke. "Well, after I got here, I went through some sort of simulation." She clutched her head; it was still spinning and hard to concentrate. The redhead took his attitude in stride which spoke of her easy-going nature.

"The Spiritron Drive, right?" Mash took over the conversation realizing the situation. "That does make sense, those unused to it are likely to experience stress on the brain." Frankly, this Ritsuka was on the lighter end of the spectrum, the day that the staff started to mass test the Master Potentials was the day the janitors worked for three hours to clean up the vomit the Mages threw up.

"Huh, I never experienced that." Minato thought back to his own test with Mash months ago. Mash seemed fine as well, what made them the exceptions to the general rule?

"You are much more than a mere man now, Summoner," Helel, the uncorrupted form of Lucifer mused. "Even in your… reduced state, the brilliance of your soul of the totality of your existence still shines with such gross incandescence."

That explains practically nothing. He supposed that he should be flattered with the excessive flattery, but Minato was never a fan of flowery language. That and he knew not to take Lucifer's and even his angelic form's words at face value.

"The light of the Savior will never extinguish," Helel contributed to speak cryptically. "That is what saved your life. A Messiah that breaks the cycle of life and death, how that miracle will choose to manifest itself now depends solely on you."

Helel… the angel who fell from Heaven due to it's excessive pride in its inherent superiority, the most perfect Angel of God was praising someone else besides his own self. A rather strange contradiction in the existence that became the Opposer of God.

Now that the Persona User thought of it, Messiah had the power of Morning Star despite Helel never being used in his fusion and thus the chance of inheriting that powerful Almighty spell was supposed to be zero.

Did that vain being actually allow another to inherit it's light, the thought of another sharing in its perfection should have been antithetical to the existence known as Helel.

"Even disregarding that," Orpheus spoke up. "I doubt this so-called Spiritron Drive surpasses the Dark Hour's toll on the body. And as for the young lady's immunity, have you forgotten her origins?"

A designer child. A being that was created with techniques Chaldea derived from Atlas due to their partnership. The Atlas Homunculus creation differed from traditional Alchemy; they were created specially with their Magic Circuits to interact with the "Virtual World."

Thus, the Designer Children who were created through said techniques should be used to such stresses on the brain borne as a side effect from Rayshifting even before their "birth."

"Yeah, my head feels like its pounding against my skull," The red-haired Magus admitted. "Shame, I was having a pretty good sleep." Rather ironic that his best sleep in a long while would be followed by this killer headache.

"By the way, what's this… Rayshifting thing people keep spouting on about?"

"Could it be that you came here without even being informed of what you're going to do?" The glasses wearing teen couldn't believe just how ill-informed her new Senpai was. The U.N is slipping if they couldn't even be bothered to explain the situation to the very people that they were recruited.

Even if they were understandably stressed knowing the situation of the Human Order and how it isn't nearly as stable as one would have initially thought but to send people to such perilous situations without even informing them.

"Those people were rather passionate about recruiting me," Gudako's face formed an embarrassed exasperated face. "I guess the fact that I have the potential to contract a Servant made them a bit too excited that they glossed over the details. In any case, they invited me here and so here I am."

"That's a new one." Mash tried her best to hide her chuckles from escaping by putting her hand over her mouth.

"Is it really?" Shiori mentally fist pumped, first day here and she already made a friend. Her social skills are way better than that idiotic brother of hers. She guess the other guy was a pretty likable fellow as well, a bit too blunt at times but nothing too major to complain about.

"Rayshifting is basically time-traveling," Minato decided to shed some light on the poor confused girl looking for some answers. "There's a whole bunch of technical jargon that I can't explain well which might be covered by the director's orientation. Long story short is that your body goes into a machine called a coffin, and your soul is projected into the distorted past called Singularity F."

"Kinda like a real life VRMMO?"

"If that's how you chose to understand it then fine… but just to be clear, unlike an VRMMO, if you did in the Singularity you will die in real life."

"Like the first season of Sword Art Online?" Gudako couldn't help but make that reference. That show for better or for worse was her guilty pleasure. Compared to other shows she watched like Puella Magi Madoka Magica or JoJo's Bizarre Adventures, Sword Art Online just falls flat in comparison but she held nostalgia for that show. She and her dad watched it together when she was a small girl and because her father was rarely home so Shiori threw temper tantrums back then and forced him to watch it with her.

"I never watched it." Mash and Minato replied in unison. Though the Fool did find some recollection in the name of that series. If he could remember correctly, his teammate Junpei gotten excited every once in a while, when a Web Novel with that name got updated.

"In any case, I doubt whatever anime you watched could fully explain what you'll be doing here." Minato racked his mind to see if he could find an explanation better than what he given earlier. To say that Rayshifting was simply time traveling gave an unclear impression.

From what Minato gathered, the projected body based on the Magical Theory on Rayshift was for all intents and purposes duplicate soul made from the Spiritrons of the original. Not quite the "True" soul being transported but it could be considered one's very own existence that's being transported.

The process makes a Spiritron "Image" of the individual and hence why constant observation from Chaldea's staff is necessary to observe that "Image" so it won't become to deviated from the original that was safely tucked in the machines known as Coffins back in the base.

If the image does become too different from the original, then the individual becomes "Lost". That's why dying was prohibited since the image body would be altered in some capacity.

"Oh! That does make sense… sort of," Shiori made a contemplative face with furled eyebrows. She practiced Gradation Air as did her father, so the "Image" concept wasn't anything new to her. "Is there anything else that I need to know?"

Time travel to her was still mumbo jumbo but then again, she didn't need to fully understand something to perform her "Duty". Just like people don't need to know how a phone or computer works other than it just does.

"Well, you were recruited for your ability to summon a Servant. We can skip that if you know what a Servant is." The Fool didn't like talking all that much, but this girl certainly does, not that he truly minded but Minato was more of a lend an ear type listener than an active conversationalist.

Usually if the conversation holds no real meaning and the topic was boring to him, he'll simply respond with "I don't care." But this girl seems to be one of those more sensitive types like Yukari… oddly enough they share the same inkling towards short skirts as well.

Well… not that he was complaining or anything.

"Oh, I know what A Servant is." She wanted to click her tongue. This World's Sakura Nee drilled that knowledge into her skull when she realized her niece from another world had agreed to join this Chaldea organization despite her aunt's… vehement disagreement. "The simulation's Archer class died when he used his Noble Phantasthingy… like he exploded or something."

"A double-edged sword indeed," Minato grunted. He knew to avoid summoning that Archer Servant once he could figure out his identity. "Well, Mash. Care to take it from here?" He'd rather have her explain the technology and layout of the facility than him. At least he can trust Mash to go into detail about everything. Knowing his own self, he'd try to say everything in the least amount of words possible.

*Break*

UGHHH!

Shiori's head hurts in more ways than one now. The whole situation with Chaldea and this preserving the Human Order was much deeper than what she had originally thought. At first, she came here just to find a way out of this alternate world that strikingly similar to her own world but now, now she'll actually feel bad if she decided to just dip out.

At first, she wanted to write this off as nothing more than a gigantic exaggeration to get more people to volunteer to risk their lives becoming these so-called Masters, but even if it is an exaggeration the scenario of a mass genocide of Mankind would not be good to put it nicely.

How could she face her father again and look him in the eyes if she doesn't chip in to prevent the extinction of the Human Race that was supposedly going to occur this year? As crazy as it sounds, she was inclined to believe it. If the inherently selfish people called Magi were the forefront of the effort to prevent this mass extinction event, then the situation was more perilous than what she could have anticipated.

She was Shiori Emiya, the first-born child of Shirou Emiya. Her father was a hero, a champion of justice. To not be invested in this would be akin to her walking up to him and spitting on that great man's face. If her father was here, he would have offered his services within the first sentence.

Gudako was admittedly just a normal girl that had no plans on following her father's footsteps but just this once, perhaps he will be proud of her. She who had never truly accomplished anything in that life of hers, who had no drive to pursue what it means to be a Mage either.

The whole Magic Science fusion thing that Chaldea Organization had going on was admittedly really cool. Her mother Rin had always said that science and Mage-Craft were ultimately two incompatible existences like Western and Eastern style Thaumaturgy.

That was inherently true in a theoretical sense, science was knowledge gained from unfurling the secrets of Mysteries while Mage-Craft relied on said Mysteries even if the Magus had to have an inherent understanding of his craft.

But practically speaking having science be boosted by Mage-Craft was still very much viable. The Trismegistus Spiritron Calculation engine was basically a Magical supercomputer. To say that science and magic had no overlap at all would be false and erroneous.

Her brother was a good programmer and hacker and that talent had carried over to his proficiency at Rune Mage-Craft. Projection was basically magical 3D printing not to disrespect her father's craft or anything and her mother Rin would probably be having a field day knowing that her daughter basically reduced the importance of Mage-Craft to the level of everyday machinery. Overall, Chaldea did a magnificent job exploiting that overlap to its benefit.

Chaldeas the Global Environment Model was the invention that supposedly showed the "State" of the current world and the past and future to a limited degree. It was what allowed this organization to predict the prophesied eradication of the species. Something told her that the World Gaia was unrelated to this predicted event and was supported heavily based on the information that that Mash girl told her.

Using her own intelligence that she had honed over the years, Gudako knew Gaia, while not exactly Man's best friend and is actively trying to get rid them is unlikely to allow that thing called Singularity F to exist either. That error in the world was to put it in Layman's terms akin to a Reality Marble on Steroids and Gaia would tear that inner world down like wet tissue paper the moment the User runs out of Magical Energy.

Taking that into consideration, that goes to show just how potentially dangerous Singularity F is. To resist the world tearing it down for months on end spoke volumes of the being maintaining it's existence. Shiori Emiya is not someone who is known for her wisdom, but her woman's intuition has yet to fail her and that intuition told her that there was someone… something with an intelligent mind behind this so-called closed reality Singularity F.

Minato had already gone over the Sheba lens but Shiori hopes that this machine in particular wouldn't break of malfunction on them. It was the lens that would "Observe" them after all and from what she was told, they needed to be watched and monitored constantly before their "Image" gets distorted and lost resulting in death. That was a rather scary thought and ironic as well, instead of dying to the Singularity they die to the staff's incompetence.

The lives of forty-nine Mages were on their hands and she was sure that they would do their up most to keep them alive. Not only is failure being not an option due to that pesky little thing that will cause the mass extinction of most life on the planet, on a smaller political scale, the theoretical deaths would be a nightmare to try and repair the relationships with the Mage families that produced the Masters.

Maybe she was being to optimistic and naïve but the Emiya doubted even an affluent family such as the Animuspheres who were one of the Lords of the Clock Tower could get away with such an event. Mages with only three to four generations being ignored she could understand despite her distaste of Magus politics, those of civilian background like her or rather like her fake files suggested she could understand as well.

But there was bound to be a few of prestigious background that could not be ignored by the eyes of the Clock Tower. The Laplace system that monitored their status and their "Image" better not malfunction on them; her life literally depended on it.

The Fate System from what she had just been told was a nightmare of a success that was borderline a broken train wreck of a failure. Just earlier, that system failed to summon a Heroic Spirit based on Mash attempting to use that system with a Catalyst.

Adding Minato's success at summoning his own Servant, that only made two successful summons using FATE out of the hundreds of attempts. One would have a better chance striking oil and a gold mine at their backyard with those odds. That success rate was just plain ridiculous to the point of incompetence, she get that it was far more difficult to call one of those Servants without the aid of the wish granting device named after the chalice that held Christ's blood the Holy Grail but come on, Chaldea was supposedly the organization that saved the Human race and they call a system that is just a step shy of being called a failure a success.

She supposed that this would be an opportune time for one of God's interventions to draw out a miracle for her. The Tohsaka's were a family descended from hidden Christians, the Kakure Kirishtians in the terms of the Japanese during the Shimbara Rebellion in the 1600s. They were Christians centuries before even dabbling into the arts of Mage-Craft and hence their good relations with the Holy Church despite in their eyes the Tohsaka's practices of the heretical arts.

This had no way of being verified but its probably the harmless nature of the Tohsaka craft using gems as Prana batteries that the Church decided to turn a blind eye toward her family performing the Magical arts. If they were dabbling into Vampirism, then no amount of good graces could have saved the Tohsaka manor from being stormed by Executors.

Overall, the experience she'll get at Chaldea sounds like an experience of a lifetime should she manage to get through it alive that is. This had a high possibility of being that sense of purpose that she alone out of her whole family lacked, she didn't want to be a hero of justice nor a competent Mage but this whole thing just sounded interesting. Incredibly dangerous beyond what's reasonable for sure, but interesting. Will this be it? The adventure that would cause her heart to finally beat with life beyond being content with mediocrity.

Her parents had gone through the bloody ritual known as the Holy Grail War almost two decades ago, as did her parent's counterparts of this world.

Now she was around the same age as they were in that Grail War and like them, she'll summon a Servant of her own, if that FATE system could be fixed that is. She didn't believe in fate and destiny, but this coincidence was certainly pushing heavily as evidence of the contrary.

Shiori Emiya will be a Master... as soon as the technicians make finish removing the bugs out of that system that is. Ugh those technicians better not be the type to drag out their working schedule to get paid more.

"Fou Fou Kyu," The White creature looked at her with righteous indignation. "I have returned to receive offerings." He will get his jerky snacks, damn it. The other humans here ignore Fou and this Fou shall not forget this callous disregard of what he truly deserves. And what he deserves is the sating of his hunger and cravings, he was a simple creature despite his intelligence, but he was simply that, a creature.

"Aww, the cute strange creature is back." Shiori smiled like a child going through a toy store. "…Don't know why but the little one seems to expect something from me." She spoke to it as one would speak to a pet dog or cat much to the chagrin of the White Beast.

In all likelihood, this cute thing was probably a familiar to another Magus that probably has the ability to instant kill the being known as Shiori Emiya but she didn't really care. That thing was the most adorbs thing she had ever seen.

As of right now, it seemed harmless enough.

"Fou desires snacks and petting more than anything," Minato stared down the mutt with his sole visible silver eye. "Begone, any more snacks will make you overweight." He said it once and he'll say it again, Fou was no Koromaru. That beast did not possess even half of that Shiba Inu's discipline, Koromaru was an ideal pet now and forever more.

"Hmmm, I'd hate the little one to grow chunky because of me." The red head gave a sympathetic face to Fou. "Sorry strange creature but for your health, you need to make sure that your diet is perfectly balanced."

Fou wanted to squawk in outrage, this woman was not taking him seriously in the slightest and she was the one who struck him! It's all Minato's fault, his credibility had been going down hill the moment the blue haired androgynous looking male started talking to his care-taker Mash.

Suddenly Minato's relatively new phone vibrated in his pocket. The Fool Arcana Persona User considered something as 'mundane' as a phone to be a necessary expense compared to the archaic ways that many of the Mages here in Chaldea employ to communicate despite the fact that the organization was made from the union of science technology and magic.

It was rather hypocritical of them to join Chaldea but still scoff at modern conveniences such as the phone when the Trismegistus was for all intents and purposes a magic computer.

Taking it out and checking out the sender, it was Dr. Romani who messaged him. As relaxed as that guy could be, he wouldn't have texted him if it wasn't urgent. That or his sweet tooth was acting up earlier than usual. It was really hard to tell with that man at times, he's either very efficient or one of those comic relief characters found in Junpei's mangas.

'Hey, Minato. Could you meet me in the labs a few minutes before the mission briefing?' Roman.

How odd, just what did Romani found so urgent that the older man needed to speak with him before the first mission started? His best guess is that it had to be with the regenerative abilities that was found within his blood. That was the real reason for the good doctor's initial interest in him.

The Fool couldn't help but feel interested and compelled to find out his blood's mysteries. It did come from his body after all and Minato felt like he at least deserved an update with the types of cures and treatments that the good doctor could develop from his blood samples.

Beyond the research revolving around the crimson life essence of his, Olga Marie Animusphere had given the doctor a secondary task and he would work on that whenever he had time aside from his duties as the head of the Medical department.

"Who was it?" Mash asked as she tried to coax Fou back but to no avail. The dog thing was suitably offended by the remarks of his caretakers and needed time to mend it's ego. "It looks like it's important based on your facial expression, Minato Senpai."

She had spent enough time with her enigmatic first Senpai to know something was bothering him. His face might have been locked in the 'poker face' as Da Vinci calls it but there were times that his silver eyes show a veritable storm of emotion.

That silver eye darkens to a storm gray when Minato is left alone to his own devices and when he had nothing to do to keep his mind sufficiently distracted to prevent it from wandering back into reflecting on his memories. His eye on the inverse, brightens up considerably when he goes to the cafeteria for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

She had noted that he and Romani talked a lot over the past few months about something and the purple eyed teen would be lying if she said she wasn't curious in the slightest regarding what they were working on.

The doctor was rather tight lipped and refused to speak on the matter beyond one or two sentence lines on the matter. Not exactly a rare occurrence, his line of work had a lot of confidentiality clauses and it was Magus principle to keep knowledge concealed as much as realistically possible but… it was troubling to be left out.

"Important, perhaps." The Persona User said thoughtfully and ambiguously. It had the potential to be important, but the Wildcard couldn't say it was until there's a good possibility that his blood abilities showed more possibilities. "It's just something came up with my blood test that Romani took a few months back and he wished to speak to me."

It could ultimately be a waste of time but then again, he had no idea it would have been if he and more importantly Romani didn't take that leap of faith that it would produce results. The best rewards requires the most risk.

Technically the most risk he was in was getting pierced by a few needles, but the meaning still holds since this project was taking who knows how much of Romani's time. as Mitsuru would say, "Time is money."

That was a fact of life that held true regardless of worlds. To be a Magus is to 'walk alongside death'. An amusingly bold and daring statement in his opinion. The phrase actually meant accepting death was a very high possibility, the chance that one's research could have failed due to miscalculation of the variables or perhaps even being flawed from the ground up, being assassinated by other Mages trying to steal centuries worth of research from one's Workshop or perhaps angering the World itself, the possibilities of having a life cut short was endless.

It was a bit childish, but Minato disagreed with the very notion of that phrase. Magi might be prepared for death but none of them truly walk along side it. At the end of the day no mere mortal can ever claim to exist side by side with the concept of the end for they shall never truly understand it, not how he had at least.

The second generation Emiya assumed this Romani guy was a doctor of some kind that works in the facility. He sounded like some sort of bigshot. This was the annoying part of being the new guy, the way that the others speak makes it sound so matter of fact, yet she was the one missing all the context behind it.

"Blood test?" Mash gave him a look that expressed her curiosity. "What sort of blood test takes months to perform?" As one of the Designer Children who 'participated' in the Demi-Servant project, she was needless to say acquainted with the innerworkings of how researchers and doctors operated.

Romani had access to a large enough gene pool from all the staff at Chaldea and from the U.N to conduct a DNA test on Minato to find out his ancestry and Magus lineage if he had one. Just because he came from another world via a dimensional anomaly doesn't mean he didn't have a lineage to trace. Anyone worth their salt knows the Kaleidoscope likes to play games on occasion usually harmless for his own amusement.

And as for more mystical qualities like Divine, Demonic or Phantasmal blood… that was more difficult to analyze. The mere existence of those beings were beyond the Age of Man and the degraded Mage-Craft that comes from this Age of new understanding.

That was the reason why there weren't more lineages stemming from the Age of the Gods coming forward and claiming the prestige and honor of being part of a such ancient line. An exception of that rule would be the Fragas which has no ties to the Association save for the rumored Enforcer they employed.

"Well it's no secret that my genome is slightly different from you all based on the analysis." Minato shrugged nonchalantly as if he was simply talking about the weather. "DNA is much more complex than you think Mash."

Wasn't that the truth, if it were truly that simple then Humans could have already reverse engineered the Lobster's biological immortality and the Axolotl's freakishly impressive regeneration. But they haven't, scientist are still scratching their heads trying to unravel their secrets.

Besides the obvious medical potential in trying to understand his genetics, there was one more possible benefit that might entail from Romani's study.

His genome was ultimately influenced by one extra factor that the Humans of this reality was not influenced by.

Nyx.

A being that was originally an entity that was even larger than the moon itself, that nightly celestial body was nothing more than the REMAINS of the original body of Nyx. Though how the moon came to be in this universe is up for debate, the Crimson Moon was a life form born from the celestial body itself but the moon in his world was just the leftovers of Nyx's body and core.

Shadows were a part of every single man, woman and child in his world. The Kirijo Group had conducted through a thorough years and possibly decades of scientific research on that to ensure the validity of that fact.

A fact that he was admittedly not interested in until the betrayal and backstabbing of the Chairman Ikutsuki. Ryoji had told them that life was meaningless against Nyx, one of the two forces that created it and thus S.E.E.S well he, Fuuka and Mitsuru studied all the remaining research that survive the destruction of labs during the birth of the Dark Hour. It turns out that Ryoji was right all along, they were just too stupid and stubborn to realize it at the time. prideful and arrogant as well, standing against a force of nature to preserve the pride of being a human but if he were to be completely honest, the decision to stand against her was a choice he would choose over and over again regardless of failure.

It HURT to fight it, his soul still screams in pain but simply running away and accepting that inevitability of fate would have hurt a lot more. Maybe it was simply ego, but it was a semblance of pride that he kept even now.

He realized he was having an inner monologue again… he really should stop doing that. Minato would feel mildly embarrassed if anyone called him out on that.

Right… he was thinking of the Shadow's connection to man if he recalled correctly.

And a Shadow was originally a fragment of Nyx, not unlike a Plume of Dusk or the shards of Moon rocks. Just how other research facilities never found out about the Moon's… more otherworldly nature was beyond him. Was Nyx passively guarding it's main body from being discovered or they were simply incompetent, he would never know. Not that it matters now, no one is alive to tell the tale either way.

That meant that Nyx was likely on the same level of existence as Type-Moon theoretically speaking and the original form of Nyx was likely much greater than even that.

This was based on nothing but his own speculation of course but… if it was true then it made accepting of his failings in defeating Nyx much easier to swallow. For all intents and purposes, he was standing against a Lovecraftian entity that was capable of a Mass cross species extinction on a planet wide scale. He wouldn't surprised if Nyx was capable of killing solar systems based on the amount of research that the Kirijo Group had done on that Maternal Being.

It was THEORETICALLY possible, at least in its true undamaged form that is. But even so, he wished he was strong enough to face her back then. Minato Arisato tried to not dwell on the past, but his mind inevitably wanders back to his final battle before being sent to this world in his free time.

His guilt was akin to phantom or a wraith that continues to haunt him no matter how hard the Fool tries to suppress his memories.

The power of the Universe Arcana wasn't enough, HE wasn't enough even with the backing of all of his comrade in arms and his friends that he bonded with during his Journey. Messiah with the light of the Morning Star was capable of at least scratching Nyx based on the cracks he made to her ethereal body, so he knew that he had the potential to at least harm her.

He foolishly assumed that the boost in his powers through gaining the Universe Arcana would have been enough to defeat The Star Eater Nyx… how ludicrous he had been. His greatest blunder was thinking he could match a being of the cosmos while remaining a mere man.

"They only discovered that today, Minato Senpai." The lilac haired woman noted with a bit of suspicious curiosity in her eyes. "You and the Doctor had been working together for months."

True, it was only when the systems scanned him before he "fought" the Training Obsidian Golem that said system noted the slight but very meaningful differences in his Human genome.

"Well Romani wanted to isolate the variables behind my high-speed regeneration." Minato replied a bit too quickly. He had nothing to hide but the Persona User had a good idea why Romani was desperate in studying his blood.

Mash was dying.

He could sense it; he could smell it and could practically taste it just like it was merely second nature to him. He was for all intents and purposes the Human embodiment of Death as far as the World was concerned. He could feel it pulse in his body and his soul, the last remnants of the being known as Pharos or perhaps Ryoji Mochizuki the last name that entity took for itself.

The Wildcard could feel that residual scraps writhe around in his psyche, not in threatening way but that was still a cause for concern. As far as he was concerned, that part of Death NEVER acted that way before. Not a single time back when he was in his old world.

The closest phenomena the Persona User could compare this to would be the birth of one of his most trusted Personas, Thanatos the Ultimate embodiment of the Death Arcana. But even then, that Thanatos could not have been borne without the assistance of his Social Link with Pharos and the Fool thought that was the end of it.

Back then his shard of Death was never strong enough to act on its own, all it could have done was boost his Death Arcana Personas and Messiah's powers and amplify his already impressive Persona abilities beyond what was Humanly possible.

Now… it was acting as if actually alive instead of simply being a part of an existence that was alive ironically.

It had only been a few short months, but the Fool learned to be secretive and keep the fact that he was becoming more like Death hidden. Not because he didn't trust his… acquaintances? Bit too early to call them comrades but knowledge is power, but it also had the potential to be dangerous.

Just like that Magic Core that he possessed, if that was a rare and unique enough of an aspect to convince the director Olga Marie to hire him as her first Master Candidate when his whole history was unknown then similarly the essence of Death was another unique quality of his due to the circumstances of ten years ago. The fact that it was growing stronger and had a more tangible presence within his was… troubling to say the least.

Death despite being the product of human machinations was still a for all intents and purposes a divine type of existence made from the shards of Nyx called Shadows. It became her Avatar; her guiding light and that residual essence was growing within him.

It was probably due to it that he even had a Magic Core to begin with, that or the Universe or Messiah to a lesser extent trying to make his body more suitable using those powers.

That was the problem with him coming to this world, he had no information of his body before those changes that occurred. There was no way to compare the states he was in and the state he was in now in a reliable fashion beyond guess work.

Only time will tell what will happen next. Minato was certain that the Universe Arcana will protect him if Death becomes insidious on the off-chance precaution had never hurt anybody. He had no intentions of simply ignoring it and letting it be but for now, he had to meet up with the good doctor

Overall, I am not satisfied with this chapter and frankly it was a bit too dialogue heavy for my liking especially since the lore should be common knowledge by now. But at the same time, it would have felt like a disservice if I simply skipped it and let Shiori learn it off-screen.

If any of you found this chapter to be slow-paced, I would actually see why this time. Welp, the next chapter should pick up on the action so stay patient.

Sorry for the long delay, I haven't touched this chapter since the 4th of June til yesterday so like three weeks. I have no excuse besides the Rerun of Onigashima farming and my sudden binge of Code Geass fanfictions. I reread most of the ones that made it past 100k.

Might consider writing my own Code Geass fic in the future but I suck at writing so ehh