A Not So Evil God In Fate/Grand Order

"This is life~" Fujimaru exclaimed while he soaked himself in the hot water of the makeshift onsen. It brought a nostalgic feeling within him. Although he might or might not have been slightly scared when he entered and saw multiple figures full of muscles, and he might or might not have confused them with onis bathing in blood for a few moments. Speaking of which, he was glad he met EMIYA along the way after exiting Kuro's... consulting room and was able to give him the directions to this place. He knew he had forgotten something.

The ones present were EMIYA, Cu Chulainn, Kuro, Siegfried, and him. The only ones who knew aside from them as far as he knew were Romani and Da Vinci. They didn't want to build another one for the female personal apparently, even though the Doctor had already lent them another room for it.

"Glad you can take it easy now, Master. You were pretty embarrassed the first time you came in." Cu Chulainn's joyful voice did very little to alleviate the Master's grievances.

"He probably got scared by you. You should have covered yourself with that towel better. Nobody needed to see that thing." EMIYA said with a sneer on his face. The memory was still vivid in his mind, much to his disp.l.e.a.s.u.r.e.

"Oh? Jealous, aren't we? Don't worry, man. I bet there are some pills out there that will be able to help you." Caster smirked at his reaction while wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

"Why are we talking about this stuff again?" Seth sighed at their stupidity while picking up and drinking a small bottle of sake that was on a floating wooden tub.

"Hmph. I thought you would be interested considering you are a s.e.x.u.a.l deviant. Or maybe you want to shift the conversation because you are lacking in some department." As soon as those sarcastic words left his mouth, the water under EMIYA suddenly turned extremely hot, causing him to hurriedly jump out of it while holding his b.u.t.t.

Caster supported himself against the little wooden wall that worked to stop the water from overflowing as he laughed like there was no tomorrow as Archer returned inside. There was nothing funnier than to see the red bastard in trouble.

"The fact that you want to compare sizes makes you more of a s.e.x.u.a.l deviant than I supposedly am." The Egyptian God merely harrumphed at the antics of the Archer-Class Servant. Especially knowing very well about his troubles with women from his mannerisms around them.

"I have heard that in some cultures they measure themselves to see who has the greatest masculinity," Siegfried commented from the side after seeing the charade. He had his back facing the wall of the room out of habit, not leaving a space open for a supposed backstabbing.

"Nobody asked for that input, Siegfried." That answer came from more than one person, causing the Dragonslayer to scratch the back of his head in obvious shame.

"I am sorry..." In the end, he went for the safest route, and the one he was used to; an apology.

"Damn right. No need to bully our Asian friends right here." Both Fujimaru and EMIYA's lips twitched at his comment. It seemed like he was not going to easily let the matter off.

"Is this what I used my powers for? I certainly have my misgivings." Seth thought out loud while looking at the ceiling. If he didn't speak now he was sure they would remove their towels and really start comparing sizes. It was an image he didn't want to have.

"On that, we agree," Caster responded as he dropped his joking attitude down a notch. It was not that bad, though. He preferred to use them for things like these than to not use them at all, something that was becoming the norm nowadays.

"Stop complaining about every single thing. We needed this more than anyone after the hell we went back there." The Red Bowman spoke the truth. If they didn't have to continue fighting, he would, for sure, ask for a vacation. Fighting a Beast was not in the brochure.

Speaking of Beasts, Archer turned his gaze to Seth as his eyes narrowed ever so slightly. The man in question returned his gaze with a bit of an amused look. An enigmatic smile was present on his face as if knowing what was going through EMIYA's head. It did little to reassure him, that was for sure.

"Ain't you speakin' for yourself? I was just chillin' here without a care in the world." Caster shrugged his shoulders, obviously finding satisfaction on Archer's troubled face. Although, if he had to speak his mind, he was a little bit jealous. He didn't envy him for facing a Beast, though. Despite his Luck screwing him over many times, he was not suicidal.

"Are you sure you didn't freeze to death? I wouldn't put it past you, knowing your luck." EMIYA broke eye contact with Seth, knowing that nothing good could come out of getting into a 'game' with a psychopathic bastard like him.

Ignoring the bickering duo, Siegfried left his mind drift to a relaxing state. "It was a nice idea for certain. Sometimes escaping a monotonous routine is important to achieve your best self."

"I thought Vlad would want to join us, though. He seems so stiff all the time." Fujimaru chimed in the conversation again once Saber finished speaking. He had extended an invitation to his Servant, but he politely refused.

"He doesn't like to mingle with us peasants." Seth sarcastically replied, even though he was the one really close to declining the offer at first.

"Funny for you to say it, King," Archer replied with equal sarcasm, trying to avenge himself from the earlier incident. He betted his b.u.t.t was looking like a baboon's right now.

"Ex-King." Seth corrected while drinking another bottle of sake. "That's a life I left behind."

EMIYA frowned. "Wait, so you are not dead?" The way he worded was peculiar. Now that he thought about it, it was weird. If he was alive, he should be a Divine Spirit. This was the era of Man, someone like him had no place here if he remained as a God. However, the analysis the staff did confirmed he didn't have the signature of a Divine Spirit like Stheno, for example, had. If the man before him found a way to return from the dead as a God simply because he died before the transformation the World went through happened, then it might be possible... somehow.

"Do I look dead to you?" Seth arched his eyebrows at EMIYA's stupid question.

"Do we all look dead to you?" Meanwhile, Archer responded with another question while gesturing to all the Servants present. If the average Joe were to see them walking down the streets, they would never think they were spirits of past Heroes.

"Touché." The Egyptian God had no response to that, so he just admitted defeat. "Still, I don't know why you would think I am dead in the first place."

"Your legend is very vague about your end. Not to mention the events surrounding your life constantly shifted through the ages. I thought you had been killed by your nephew." To the Deity's query, Archer answered without an ounce of tact, not that the said God minded, though.

"Yeah, right. An 84 years old kid killing a warrior God who had been on the Earth for more than seventy thousand years. Totally legitimate." Curiosity got the best of him, so he searched the records about him once he came back from Okeanos. What he saw was so utterly ridiculous that only a brain-damaged animal would have believed. And why in Evil's name were historians taking symbolic things as literal? Did they study to become stupid? Seth internally sighed as he vowed once more to make the Egyptian Pantheon be utterly annihilated. Just the usual.

"Relax, grandpa. I was just curious. It's not an everyday thing to find a God who has not been degraded to the level of a Divine Spirit. You also are not a Demi-Servant like Mash or a Pseudo-Servant, a human vessel carrying a Divine Spirit. You guys are known for your rituals, so I wouldn't put it past you to find a way to materialize correctly without the need of a vessel, which would explain why you are way weaker than you should be in legend." That was a pretty accurate guess. He would make a good detective, the black-haired man mused.

"That about sums it up." Seth simply replied, without offering further detail about his situation. It was not like they had to know. Actually, the only one that did was Cu Chulainn. He was the only one aware that he was from a different world, that he was imprisoned after a sort of rebellion, and that he ended up here on the whim of a God, who despite what seemed on the surface, didn't have any kind of good intention in sending him here.

"If you don't mind, Master. Do you think you did the right thing by usurping the Throne?" Siegfried tacitly chose not to comment on what he had to do to obtain it. Fujimaru was here, so he preferred to avoid gory topics such as this just as he returned from an arduous journey.

"Yeah. He was leaving humanity in a stagnant state." Archer flinched slightly at that. Only the Servants and Seth, who had acute senses, caught sign of that.

"As long as they worshipped him, he would bless them with their every need. They didn't have to work for anything. Everything fell from the skies for them." Seth added, shaking his head in exasperation at the actions of his idiotic brother.

"Is that a wrong thing, though? Shouldn't that be an ideal world? Where everyone lives happily without worrying about anything?" Fujimaru asked with a frown.

"It is the worst, kid. In a sense, you are nothing more than cattle." Caster replied with rare seriousness. Being at the mercy of the Gods... was not a good thing, not now, not ever.

"I bet it was different back then, but if the world were to become stagnant now, we would all perish." EMIYA contributed to the conversation with a somber tone. Gone was the usual sarcastic attitude.

"Why?" The youth asked again, as he was genuinely curious about this topic. He was pretty much new to everything, so he tried to learn as much as possible to keep up.

"This world is more of a jungle than you think. Those that cannot go beyond themselves are ruled out and designed as targets to be disposed of." There was a bitter tone in his words, possibly related to a distant memory.

"I am sure Da Vinci would explain it to you in terms you won't understand. But basically, we live in one branch of a giant tree. The tree is the universe, while the branches are timelines. If something bad happens with one branch, it has to be cut down. If you ask why; it is simply because it can also affect the other branches. Going by the previous example, it would be like wasting resources on a dead branch when it could be used on other branches with more prospects to grow. Saber Alter is, for example, someone belonging to a different 'branch' than our current one. That's why she is not the ideal King you all picture her as of." Seth continued EMIYA's explanation after the Red Bowman finished speaking, although his last words made the Archer Servant grimace slightly.

"Let's stop with the depressing talk, all right? We are here to relax." Cu Chulainn spoke after noticing the depressing atmosphere. He preferred to joke around, not be in a mortuary.

"I still don't understand what do you have to relax from." Archer caught the hidden meaning behind Caster's words and decided to go with it. He too wished to avoid speaking about matters like these... especially when they involved him to that level.

"Hey, I made the walls, Seth keeps the supply of hot water running, while you just gave the idea. Don't talk to me with that attitude." The Sage of the Forest just snorted at EMIYA's 'uselessness' without a second thought.

"Efficient management of resources is also a good quality to have. Or are you telling me that you would have thought of this?" And there it was, the sarcastic attitude he was famous for, back with full might.

"Did you just ripped off a quote you heard from Caesar during our time at Rome?" Cu Chulainn blinked owlishly in obvious incredulity at the shamelessness of his fellow Servant.

Archer just gave him a mocking smirk, causing a tick mark to appear on Cu Chulainn's forehead. If they weren't in an enclosed space he would have already answered with his fists.

'I don't know if it is relaxing, but it sure makes things more lively.' Seth thought wrily as he rested his elbows against the wooden wall while looking at the ceiling.

Idle chats like these continued for a long time.

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It was already noon in Chaldea─or it would be if they were still on Earth. Seth and Fujimaru were in the Command Room accompanied by some members of the staff, Da Vinci, Romani, and Mash, who was already placing her shield on the Summoning Circle.

Stheno was also by his side. A little anxiety could be seen on her face, most probably thinking on 'what ifs' regarding the summoning of her sister. Seth noticed this but didn't say anything. If worse came to worst, he would go the old way to summon Euryale. It felt weird doing all of this for the two Gorgons, though. Especially considering his relationship with his siblings was the worst. 'I may actually be getting old...'

"Senpai, do you want to go first?" Once she finished setting up her shield, Mash turned around and asked her Master, who gave a nod in response. He and Kuro had talked before and the black-haired man agreed to make him summon his Servants first, as he was in no hurry.

Receiving his confirmation, Shielder descended from the stairs leading up to the Summoning Circle and retreated to the side. She observed with rapt attention as her Master collected the Saint Quartz and proceeded to place them within the slots surrounding her shield.

The youth then took some steps back as he inputted some Magical Energy into his Command Spells. Immediately after that, the Summoning Circle shone with white light, spinning as three rings manifested before consolidating in a shining pillar.

Just as it was receding, a voice echoed in the room. "Servant, Caster. I have come answering to your summon. Hm? Oh, if it isn't the little boy. A p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e to see you again."

When the light died out, the figure of Medea donning her robe appeared before all of them. It was a bit surprising, considering that Seth had been the original Master she had. Nevertheless, her addition was the important thing.

"It's good to see you again, Caster. I hope we can work together once more." Fujimaru offered her a smile in return. It was reassuring that he managed to summon someone who had fought by their side before.

Medea nodded and went to stand by his side while mentally thanking Hekate for the switch of Masters. Although her relationship with Seth was neutral... even though he threatened her with a fate worse than death, she preferred a human Master a hundred times over a Divine one. She still remembered the 'payment' he owed her, and she would unhesitantly ask for it, nonetheless.

Seth, for his part, didn't spare her a single glance. He just continued looking as the Summoning Circle lit up once again, repeating the process that occurred a few moments ago.

There were no special effects, just the same white light as before. Going by the faces of the staff, the energy readings were still within the old acceptable range before Da Vinci reworked the systems after the incidents in Okeanos.

"Archer David. A p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e to be here." As soon as Romani heard that voice, his face became funny almost instantly. He sent an annoying glare at the wall beside him as if it was the one responsible for this event.

The green-haired King waved his hand enthusiastically to everyone, further embarrassing the Doctor. Seemingly noticing this, David chuckled as went to stand before Fujimaru, having immediately recognized him as his Master through their new link.

"It's nice to see you again, King David." The black-haired youth greeted Archer once he was near him with the same smile as before, causing the shepherd to smile as well.

"Just David is fine. It's nice to see you too, and the same goes for you as well, Satan." The last part was obviously directed at Seth, whose only outward reaction was a twitch of his eyebrows. It seemed that 'joke' was not going to be ending soon...

Fujimaru scratched the back of his head with a wry chuckle at his fellow Master's reaction. He hoped not to be the incarnation of some weird being as well. Otherwise, he was sure he would become an object of pranks day and night.

As he was having idle thoughts like these, the Summoning Circle once again activated. It didn't take long for them to know who the Servant being summoned was.

"Uooooo!!!" A weird cry that sounded like a mix of a roar and a bellow came out of the new Servant's mouth. The staff members were startled for a second but returned to monitor the correctness of the summoning once they received assurance from the Servants present that everything was okay.

By his voice, the group recognized his identity rather quickly. The one who was the happiest about 'his' summoning was Stheno. If he was here, then that meant the chance of her sister being summoned was not as disastrous as she thought at first.

"It is all right, Asterios. Calm down and come down here." Seth's tone sounded more like a suggestion than an order. He had noted some confusion and slight fear on that cry, possibly thanks to being weirded out by the place he found himself in. That was why he decided to intervene by providing a voice he was familiar with, and, going by the relaxing posture of the Minotaur, it was working.

"You... Ally... Euryale... Father?" Now it was Seth's turn to feel his muscles tense. However, they returned to normal just as fast. Parenthood was still a s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e topic for him. Even though he had sort of... barely... almost not... accepted to adopt those two bothersome Goddesses, it was not something he liked being said out loud. Nevertheless, he wouldn't blame Asterios. He had the mind of a child, after all. It would be stupid for him to react negatively.

"Yes... Kind of." The Kingslayer offered a vague reply, which caused Stheno to hit him with her elbow. At this point, they needed all the 'connections' as possible to summon Euryale. Even if he didn't like it, he would have to act like a good parent. Or else... ufufufu~

The Minotaur looked around trying to find the little Goddess, but he couldn't find her anywhere. A shook of Seth's head was all it took for him to understand that she was not here, something that caused him to be visibly saddened. Even so, he still descended to stand near Fujimaru, although he also stayed the closest to Seth and Stheno. He felt a foreign sensation from them... one that he never got to experience during his life, and so, he couldn't describe. A 'normal' person, though, would be able to classify it as the feeling of 'family.'

Fujimaru didn't say anything this time, understanding that no words of him would contribute something valuable. As long as Asterios wasn't feeling sad, then he was fine with it.

"Your turn now. Please try not to summon some Cthulhu monster." Da Vinci jokingly said once the Japanese Master finished spending all the Saint Quartz in his possession.

"Outer Gods don't exist. Stop mixing fiction with reality." Seth rolled his eyes as he advanced to a nearby table, picked his Saint Quartz, and advanced to Mash's shield under the hopeful but very hidden gaze of Stheno.

'Liar.' 'Funny that you are the one saying it.' Two voices resounded inside his mind, ones that he completely ignored. Now he was not in the mood to argue with them.

He placed the multicolored crystals one by one at an even pace before moving back to his original position. Same as Ritsuka did, he poured his Mana on the Command Spells, causing a ring of light to revolve around the black and gray shield.

What originally was white, soon adopted a golden color, and with it, its intensity increased. The sound of several keys being typed was heard, but nobody paid attention to that. All of their gazes were directed at the summoning process.

Some sparks of lightning were shooting outward, yet it was nothing that could be potentially dangerous as long as they didn't get close.

The 'show of fireworks' as Seth would put it, didn't last long. A Servant clad in green was soon revealed for everyone to see. That person waited for the bright light encompassing them to disappear before speaking.

"Thou hath called me again, I see. Regardless, I will still introduce myself. Archer Servant, Atalanta. Once again, I will be offering my services to thee." After her presentation, the green-haired girl gave a nod of acknowledgment to her ex, and now present Master.

Seeing as she was not the first to arrive, she imitated what others did and went to stand by her Master's side. Atalanta's mood improved once she saw Medea being here as well. Although she would have liked to see her younger version too. However, she was still a bit puzzled by the look of disappointment the little purple-haired girl had. Was she unqualified perhaps? No, that was not it. A thing to ask for later, then.

"You won't mind working for another God, will you?" Seth asked while raising his eyebrows, to which Atalanta simply shook her head.

"There are two different things. Thou should not be concerned." The Egyptian God took her words positively. He then returned his gaze to the Summoning Circle that was coming to life once again. Same as before, golden sparks surrounded Mash's shield as the white rings of light soon adopted the aforementioned color.

The rings then transformed into a pillar, which didn't take long to disappear, revealing a figure they all knew too well. Unfortunately, Stheno couldn't find joy in this. Her little hands grasped the side of Seth's pants as her teeth met her lips in an obvious sign of distress. 'Another failure...'

The black-haired man noticed this, but he couldn't do anything for now. It was outside of his control. In a sense, it was something akin to a lottery. You didn't know what you were going to get until you got it.

"Francis Drake. The Class's Rider. Let's work well together." Their principal helper during the last Singularity stood there while giving them one of her classical carefree smiles.

As Drake was a normal human and not a Servant during the events in Okeanos, it was natural that she didn't remember ever meeting them. Still, for better or for worse, it was good that her personality remained the way it was before.

She quietly walked toward Seth amidst the greetings of others. Her happy mood was apparently contagious. It might have been with the importance of her historical figure as well. Although the only reason she seemed to be in a happy mood was that she thought they were going to party considering all the people gathered here.

"A p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e!" Once she stood before her Master, she extended her hand for a handshake, something Seth did with his firm grip. "Likewise." He shortly said back.

The Pirate Queen then took a bottle of beer from who-knows-where and started drinking without a care in the world, content on being a spectator in the following happenings.

Stheno didn't care about her, though. Her gaze was steady looking at the Summoning Circle that was once again starting to spin. She was not the only one as Asterios was the same too. They might be the ones who wanted Euryale to be the next summon the most.

This time, however, there were no white or golden sparks but rainbow-colored ones instead. This didn't bring good memories to the Egyptian God, especially when he remembered who was the one that appeared when it produced a similar effect the last time.

They all watched with rapt attention as the rings converged to produce a massive show of light. Yet... much to the hopelessness of Stheno and Asterios, the person summoned was not Euryale.

"Se-Servant Ru-Berserker? No, no, no. Ruler, Ruler, Ruler. My... My name is Charles... who?" A mumbling mess was what met the Chaldeans' ears. A former friend turned ally now stood there grabbing her head and having an identity crisis.

'Oh, boy.' Seth winced slightly at what he involuntarily caused. He hadn't seen that reaction since he revealed his True Name to Anjed when he was a kid during a moment of naivety. Fortunately—or unfortunately, depending on the point of view, he already had experience in dealing with these things.

Staff and Servants looked at each other, not knowing how to react to this event. Sighing heavily, the Kingslayer slowly began to approach Darwin while she still kept trying to assure herself of who she was during her incoherent mutters. However, the moment she heard the little tapping sound of shoes meeting the ground, she ceased everything all together to stare at the incoming figure. But, the moment she did so, she started trembling as if she had a severe case of hypothermia while her pupils dilated. For every step he took forward, she took one backward, until there was no place to retreat.

it was then that she started to shake her head repeatedly. "No, no, no, nonononono. Please, don't come here, get away, away, away, away!"

Her pleas went unheard, so much so that even the staff, despite not knowing what was happening, started feeling pity for her. At the same time, they wondered if it was a good idea to go against her wishes considering the state she was in.

Despite her shouts that were borderline cries, Seth ignored her until he was in front of the shivering and curled mess known as Charles Darwin. His hand began to release some black miasma-like fog as he used it to grab her head. Eyes briefly turning golden, the black-haired man began the process to erase every memory she had relating his True Name. It was more like putting a 'blank patch' over it on her Saint Graph, but it worked to get the job done all the same.

It didn't take more than five seconds, as it was something relatively simple for him. And yet, it still felt kind of bothersome as he had to through numerous sets of memories to find the correct ones. It wasn't at the level of pity, but he still felt kind of bad for some things she went through. Baal even formed a positive impression of her, going as far as to, quote-unquote, "forgive her" for daring to look at his figure when she was just a human. Although that reaction just came from the fact that she gave an enormous blow to Yahweh with her investigations.

Once he was done, Seth released his grip on her head and took a step back. Darwin was taking several deep breaths, but there was not that air of insanity she had before. Ruler now looked as if she had run a marathon, but aside from that, she seemed fine.

The others noticed this and sighed in relief. They wouldn't say it, but it was really disturbing. Especially when she had acted completely normal before.

It took several moments, but Darwin was able to regain her breath, and with it, her composure. She got up, fixed her attire, and cleared her throat in embarrassment before facing her Master with a little shyness after her display. "My sincere apologies for my behavior just now. I do hope you can forgive me, and not take that moment of weakness as a bad start for our future collaborations."

Seth waved his hand dismissively. "No need to worry about that; it was partially my fault. Now come down, you are the last one to arrive. It would be good if you interact with the others."

She nodded her head and went down the stairs with him in tow.

As Ruler went to meet the others and establish a conversation, Seth went straight to Stheno, who had her eyes looking at the ground while holding the hem of her dress. He stopped in front of her, yet she did not seem to have noticed him at all.

She didn't show any reaction until Seth plucked a strand of her hair, causing the Gorgon to yelp and look at him with a gaze that was a mix between angry and tearful.

"Don't mope around. It isn't over until I say it's over." With that said, the Deity made his nails grew a bit longer and sharper before making a gash in the opposite arm, causing his blood to pour down on the floor while the others who noticed it observed with gaping mouths and widened eyes.

The wound on his arm soon regenerated, not leaving even a scar behind. The blood on the floor, however, soon began to move by itself, forming a standard Summoning Circle other Maguses would use during a normal Holy Grail War.

The Egyptian God then threw the strand of hair he took from Stheno on it once it had finished forming.

"Wait, wait, wait! What are you trying to do?!" Romani shouted in panik, but a hand on his shoulder courtesy of a smiling David made him instantly shut up.

"Improvising." That was the dry answer he got from Seth. Once more, he used his Authority over Trickery to make the blood on the ground pass as a "correct and proper Summoning Ritual," and one that would bring someone connected to his catalyst.

Between the perplexed stares of Stheno and the others, the Magic Circle on the ground lit up as if having accepted the 'offering' that was presented to it.

With widening eyes, the Gorgon sister witnessed how a figure began to take form just moments after. It was a figure she knew too well, and one she thought he would have to lose all hope from seeing again.

Without giving him any time to react, Stheno launched herself at Seth and gave him the most heartfelt hug she could muster. The Deity made a complicated face while closing his eyes before ultimately sighing. "Don't embarrass me, and go."

An almost inaudible 'thank you' was his answer. Still, she did as he said and went to hug her now fully materialized sister. Asterios soon joined them, albeit a bit awkwardly because Stheno was acting a bit possessively.

"That is playing with the rules, Master," Darwin said from the side while observing the reunion with a bit more emotion than she would have liked.

"I agree... Though seeing this, I cannot say it was the wrong choice." Atalanta added with a smile plastered on her face.

"Screw the rules, I am a God." Seth rolled his eyes as he proceeded to leave the Command Room once his job was done. He didn't feel at ease with this 'family atmosphere' so he decided to go somewhere else. When his new Servants tried to follow him, though, he told them they could stay and socialize, or whatever.

Just like that, new reinforcements had arrived at Chaldea, and an odd family had reunited once again.

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In the quietness of the night, a figure secretly moved through the halls of Chaldea. With swiftness, they went past rooms and more rooms until they arrived at a specific one: the Workshop of the genius inventor, Da Vinci.

The figure inputted the password leading to it, and after a beep, the door opened without trouble. As if knowing exactly what they came for, they went straight to a place in particular, a bookshelf, all the while avoiding the numerous traps and observation devices meant for unwanted visitors.

Moving the books in a certain sequence, the bookshelf slid to the side, revealing a secret passage. However, the figure did not enter. Instead, it moved a different set of books this time. Now, instead of sliding again, it remained stationary, only letting a single book with the image of a plane fall to the ground.

Once the figure saw the cover, they looked upward to a little plane hanging from the ceiling whose 'nose' pointed to a dark corner on the room. Following the trail, they were met with a painting that could have only come from a four years old child. Not minding the strangeness of it, they removed the painting, revealing a little space behind that seemed empty at first sight.

Even so, they extended their hands to that seemingly empty space before retrieving a briefcase. A briefcase containing all the information of the Heroic Spirits Chaldea was able to summon to date.

The figure stared long and hard at it. Seconds, minutes, hours...

A look of struggle flashed through their eyes from time to time. Yet, in the end, they just sighed in resignation, putting the briefcase to the place it belonged, together with the painting. They then made sure to return everything to how it was before prior to exiting Da Vinci's Workshop while avoiding all the surveillance and traps once again.

In the end, nothing changed. Everything remained the same.