Fate/Grand Order: Where All Miracles Begin, SCHALE

[SamoyShibaDaDaDa]

[Blue Archive x FGO crossover]

To ensure human order will be maintained forever. Alaya, the will of humanity, gives Fujimaru Ritsuka one last ordeal to become 'Teacher'. With its goal to test his capability to nurture and replicate his everything to his successor, he is sent to the mysterious city of Kivotos. Students, Guns, Halos... Follows through the story as he takes on the new role and solves mysteries around the city.

Disclaimer
- Contains spoilers up to Vol. F and Ordeal Calls 3.
- Is a fanfiction, all rights belong to Nexon and Typemoon.
- Some arts are drawn by tracing other artworks, all rights belong to the original artists.

 

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Author's notes

Don't start the song just yet! HEAVILY RECOMMEND READING WITH SONG!

SKIP THIS CHAPTER IF YOU DON'T WANT A HUGE SPOILER.

Hi readers, welcome to my fanfiction about FGO and Blue Archive crossover! This chapter is just a one-shot that summarizes 80-90% of the plot I could ever come up. Since I have no clue if it's worth finishing in the future, I compacted everything in here. Basically, this is how I would connect Nasuverse to Blue Archive with Nasuverse's concept. This chapter is a 20-30 minute one-shot that compresses prologue and epilogue together in one go. This is best suited for both Fate AND Blue Archive enjoyers who have ideas of what is going on in both stories. ***CONTAINS SPOILERS UP TO VOL. F AND ORDEAL CALL 3***

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There will be a story concept/plot explanation throughout spoilers for future 'official' chapters. Maybe someday I will write them in chapters so risk it as you see fit.

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There are 3 main sections with different songs (last section has 2 songs, section breaks are heavily dotted), start the song and enjoy

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Fate/Grand Order: Where All Miracles Begin, SCHALE

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On that fateful day, my role began.

Under the sun's shimmering heat, a silhouette emerged on the horizon. A figure gliding over the sand on a bicycle appeared as if out of a mirage. A young girl with silver-blue hair that seemed to reflect the light in a way that was almost unnatural. Her short hair swayed with movement as she came to stop by. Her dazzling figure stood out in the endless dunes and ruined cities.

The heat was strong today.

And yet, like a magic, the intolerable heat dissolved and the clouds drifted.

The sun rays shone on her, illuminating the girl in a school uniform, her figure clear and vibrant against the landscape.

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I was speechless.

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The girl stared at me emotionlessly with her jewel-like eyes.

" –I ask of you. Are you my teacher?"

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It was the first time.

The first time I got to act as an adult who took the responsibilities. An adult who took care of others instead of being the one looked after.

In this place, there was no Sherlock Holmes. No Leonardo Davinci. No Goredolf Musik.

No one but me to take the lead.

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To truly trace it all back to the beginning.

From the moment I suddenly appeared in this world. the first thought that came to my mind. Is this a singularity? If it was, maybe it would last as long as our mission in Uruk. At the end of the day, it must be resolved and I would return home. To Chaldea, a place where my true purpose laid.











The role of the only master.

Chaldea's—No, Humanity's last master.

To save the world.









The grand and weighty title came with a heavy burden. In a world where humanity stood on the edge of annihilation, Chaldea became humanity's last line of defense. The Grand Order, a journey or rather a battle across time and history to change the fate of the world, had yet to be finished.

The thought of returning home always lingered in me.

That's the only place I belonged to.







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With the new role of 'teacher', I lived here. I accepted the role and continued resolving problems within the city. My new life, if I were to compare it to what we have been experiencing every day, was very peaceful.

Kivotos was a lively city filled with bustling students. School disputes and road brawls were everywhere. Dealing with their fair share of conflicts, rivalries, and mysteries was a lot less relentless and apocalyptic compared to our usual high-stakes journey against unimaginable odds.

Living here was like a vacation. To finally took a break, from all the dangers and looming threats. To broke free from tension. To be worried-free of the urgent burden of survival.



I worked with the students.

I raised students.

I guided students.





Nonetheless.

Like what we have always done in any singularity or lostbelt.

We avoided forming unnecessary bonds with its inhabitants.

Because one day, we would eventually part ways.



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"Sensei."

"Sensei!"

"Seeeeensei!~~ "







It was hard.

After going through all those restorations, denying the cosmos, destroying other worlds to save our own. All those genocides. Those lives that should have a chance to sprout. We destroyed it with our hands, for our selfish reason, survival.

To think that one day, I may have to leave the lives I took care of, the lives I raised, or even worse, to rob them away.





"Right, it's rare to come. Let's take a photo here!"

"Sure!" A blond student quickly responded to her cat-like friend who brimmed with excitement.

"Agreed." Even the most stoic ones nodded to their opinions.

"Then I'll take it. Everyone goes line up okay?"

"Sensei, aren't you going to join us in the photo?" A girl in glasses quickly disputed in surprise.

"Well, I—"

"That won't do."

"Don't be shy!"

"Sensei has to take it with us, yes?"

"Standing there alone is lonely right?~ " Another one said while sweeping her hand in a beckoning gesture. Their teamwork this time was definitely unmatched. I could not even come up with a decent excuse to bail out in time. Just as I realized, I was drawn in.



Is this really correct?

Is this really what should I be doing?



Snap!— Rang the sound from a phone camera.



Hopefully, I will be able to bid them farewell.

With a genuine smile on my face.





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Time passed.





From days to weeks, weeks to months, and months to a year. Many things happened here and there throughout the city. From serious situations such as student rescues, school conflicts, and treaty signing, to the most trivial but unexpected situations like babysitting homeless rabbits, festivals, and vacations. Everything finally led to this moment.

The sky turned blood red as though the bad omen arrived. The entirety of Kivotos was in disarray. The general student council was in shambled, everything turned into a commotion as mysterious towers in the sky descended toward the Earth.

Finally, my true role in this world.

Was all for this.

A battle to decide the fate of this world.









But what would happen after?

If I resolve it









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"Come to think of it, this battle began with defeat."

"I trust you with the rest, Fujimaru. You really have matured into a trustworthy master." The man finally let out a relieved smile as he glowed in a warm golden light in the barren temple of distorted space and time.









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"Now go on, you deserve it."

"I'll keep on supporting your wrongdoings, your achievements, and your courage." With a gentle push, the woman smiles wholeheartedly in the pure white world made up of silkworm's cocoon of grief and anguish.









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"Senpai."

"Even if my life ends, in the blink of an eye."

"I want to see every second I can of this future."

"Please don't forget this."

"You were never fighting to defeat your opponent."

"Many new encounters and many futures.... Those were the things we've been fighting for."





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Ah—

Yes.

I have been fighting for my own world for too long. Until the end, I never managed to find out if this world was a singularity, a lostbelt, a lost world, or even an entirely different parallel world that could stand on its own.

What I should be doing right here right now in this moment, is to fight for my students.











To fight for their bright future.













Not to be weighing the outcomes of what would happen to it or me.

My students have been fighting with blood, sweat, and tears. They have done too much.

I have to redeem myself.

Beside me laid a young wolf girl covered in scars and bruises. In front of me, a giant masked mummy-like man stood side by side with an older version of the girl in an elegant black dress.











"My true name is Fujimaru Ritsuka."







To walk forward no matter what the outcome.

To remain true despite hardships or challenges.











"So many other people have helped me."





I alone was enough to bear the weight of the world, the results of the outcomes and choices.

Thus far, the choices I made have destroyed entire timelines, erased lives, all for our own greater good.

This time, I could only hope for a good outcome. A sweet ending where everyone would be happy.

I will be the one to take responsibility.









"And here I stand on behalf of so many others."











No one person should ever carry the entire weight of the world on their shoulders.... Especially not a child.

For my students to experience 'Blue Spring' safe and sound.

In this peaceful world.







A world needed not to strive to survive.

A world needed not to rely on equal rights and love.

A world needed not to be restricted for one's limits and growth.

A world needed not to be judged for their flaws and mistakes.

A world needed not to live under fear nor absolution.

A world needed not to pray for atonement of their sins.

A world needed not to be aware of dangers and harms.

A beautiful world, that wasn't on the brink of extinction.





"As the Teacher of SCHALE!"





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"COME! PHRENAPATES!!!!"















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"Uhee—Everything is wrapped up right? Oji-san will finally get to sleep?" A pink-haired girl spoke out with a yawn. On the ground, a group of students stood together in the wrecked cities.

"Everyone! Are you all hurt?!" Came running a student wearing glasses in a white space crew-looking dress. As her mouth voiced out concern, she rapidly charged toward a small group of students who were standing together. Hugging them tightly as if she had lost them forever.

"Nn!"

"Ah—Hey look! We're fine!"

"Ayane-chan is so cute~ She turns into a crybaby now?"

"W-Well.. That's is.." She settled down almost immediately after being made fun of. As the scenery unfolded, one student was busily doing a headcount in the back.





"Anyone see Sensei?" the girl did not wait, quickly questioned in panic. As fast as the question was spoken, shocking responses came in an instant as everyone noticed and looked into each other face with widened eyes.

"W- Wait! Rin didn't you—" A girl in a twin tails rushed to her, her pupils dilated, her entire body was trembling. Her two hands reached for the opposition's shoulders behaving unlike her natural self.

"I—!!" about the gave out her defense, the lip suddenly parted as if trying to form a sound but unable to. Her face suddenly was drained of color, the shock from her sight utterly left her pale and motionless. Her normally calm and controlled demeanor had left her.

Noticing something was wrong, Hayase Yuuka and other students followed Rin's sight. Their eyes widened, struggling to take in what they were seeing. The surroundings became silent, only the sound of the wind was not enough to break the horror and disbelief.





Standing there was not the person in search but a woman in a long, black dress. With her hands clenched and her wolf ears flopped down, she stood there facing downward to hide her emotions quietly with a grim expression.





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Finally, the fight finished. Everything in Kivotos would probably return to normal soon.

In the havoc of the shattering sky fortress, I also evacuated my last student. The Ark of Atrahasis was now on the verge of crumbling while falling like a hot meteor in the atmospheric layer. The systems broke down, and raging flames and black smoke were everywhere. There was already almost no ground to stand a foot on.

'Sensei! I'm going to save—'





Booom!

With a deafening roar, a sound of explosion ripped through the air, cutting the busy AI in the shittim chest midway. A sharp thunderous crack followed by many consecutive shockwaves rumbled across the area, rattling everything in its path.





'Sensei!! No! I don't accept this—I won't give up!'

'I'm going to save sen—'

Arona shouted in tears while shielding my body from bits of debris following the blast of chain explosions. Nonetheless, her voice was cut short from what she saw.





"That's enough. It's okay Arona."

"Save the child instead of me."

"Looks like my time here is up."

I spoke as I looked at my hand. It had been a while since I felt this familiar sensation.



Both my hands are glowing in bright golden-yellow color. The soft luminous glow spread throughout my body. Within seconds, my figure grew translucent as if fading away. The flying debris went through my body without any form of resistance. From an outsider, I would probably look like a ghost or some sort.



'SENSEI!!!'



This is de-materialization. A spiritron process that dematerialized the body and soul into a state of a 'Schrodinger's Cat'. To simplify that, it's a projection of my spirit into somewhere else. At this point, I also had no clue if it would take me back to Chaldea or what would happen to me. On the other hand, Kivotos would probably blend this phenomenon into its history.

To avoid traumatizing Arona further, explaining everything to everyone would be the best I could do in my last moment dead or alive.

"Arona, contact everyone." I commanded her. Despite not understanding anything, Arona quickly connected me to a large group chat of students who miraculously got together just for this operation.

The group call started, the signal was not the best since we were in the atmosphere layers but luckily it managed to work. This was probably thanks to Arona's authority.







*static* Sen-- *static* --ei! S-- *static*

*static* --sei!! *static* Can y--! *static* S--! *static*





Within a few seconds, most of the students joined in an instant. Their profile icons kept flickering, they were probably saying lots of things but I could not hear them. Maybe my altitude is too high for them so It became one-way communication from my side prioritizing sending over receiving.



"Hey, everyone. I hope you all are safe and sound."



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*static* .... *static*

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I could only hope they paid attention.

This was probably the first and last time, a farewell to all.







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"Can't he hear us?! Why?!"

"Why is he still up there?! How— How will he—?!"

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"Sensei..." Panic spread like wildfire. The group reactions were immediate and varied, like a chaotic symphony of grief and disbelief.

"No—!! This can't be!" one of them screamed, falling to her knee, only to be held up by others. Their face became pale from the bad surprise, fists clenched so tightly and a warm liquid started to flood their eyes.

"This can't be happening... this can't be happening." One of them mumbled over and over, as though repeating it would make it true.

"...." One of the others stood shock-still.

A dreadful atmosphere filled the area. Their voices could not even reach him.

'I don't think I will be able to make it.' came the voice from their phone. The students, in an instant, became quiet. Only the sound of sobbing could be heard.

'My role will end here, take care of yourself from now on alright?'

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"...." Biting her lip hard almost to drew blood, she tried her best to hold back the raw wave of emotions.

'....' Similarly, in the falling sky fortress, the man also tried his best to contain himself.





It was a shame he couldn't witness their growth with his own eyes.





He took a deep breath, steadying himself. He then let out a bittersweet smile as he continued to speak, confessing the buried truth about himself.



'Anyway, it is not like I will certainly die—after all, I do not belong to this world.'

'Millenium students probably caught some hints for a while now too. But never mind that, you don't have to worry too much about me. Perhaps, I will just return to where I came from.' Said the man even if he was not even sure about the latter part. It was a gamble he needed to take.

'I'm from a very far, far away place. Chaldea, that's what it's called. I also have unfinished duties and a lot more responsibilities to take care of.' He spoke honestly of his origin. However, the man himself was also feeling very conflicted when the word 'responsibility' came out of his mouth.

"...." The students silently listened. They already knew he was different—was very special, but they didn't care in the slightest. What they all wanted right now was to have him safely return.



Return to them.



Not to where else.







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"It's grown-ups like you I can't stand the most." muttered a girl, her face looking down at the ground as teardrops splashed into the sand. Her hand squeezed her cute rabbit-shaped phone.

"Did you not promise to abandon a bad student like me...? Didn't you say you would come running to us when we're in trouble...?" In another location, another girl shakily whispered to the sky. Her body trembled, her eyes looked blank, and her hair was in dishevel. She looked like a princess no more.

Their cries and pleas filled the air.

"Don't do this.... We need you more than anything."











'I'm sorry.'





As if he heard their voices, his voice barely a whisper, though all of them heard him. His heart ached, every fiber of his being urging him to stay with them, but his resolve remained unshaken.

'You all will be doing fine without me.'

'What you have achieved comes from the changes you made from yourselves.' He, as a guiding hand, has completed his job. The time has come for them to go on separate ways.





They would continue to live a pleasant, fulfilling life.

And If he was lucky, he would return to his never-ending days of humanity's salvation.







Or maybe he would just disappear. Faded like a dream when the dreamer woke up. At this point, he wasn't even convinced which choice was the better one.





On the ground, The girls' eyes glistened with tears they refused to let fall, and they bit their lips hard enough to draw blood, holding back the raw wave of emotions that threatened to overwhelm them.

Nearby, another friend sank to their knees, clutching at her chest as though she could feel her heart breaking.

"Please..." they whispered, voice barely audible as their fingers trembled.

"Please... don't leave us."

With his time running out, the man bitterly smiled as he reminisced about his life here.





'Abydos.. Don't be too hard on yourselves with the debt okay?'

"...." The girls in the mention stood there looking shattered to the core.





'Shiroko— Robbing bank is a no-go, you aren't supposed to earn money with an underhanded method. You will get harmed too on top of that. So don't do it.'

"...." biting her lip to hold back the grief, the silver wolf reluctantly nodded.





'Serika— Earning money is important, but you need to study the method carefully. Always read the terms and obligations, don't be a push-over too.'

"...." desperately trying to keep a brave face, her streaming tears betrayed her.



'Ayane—'

He kept on offering each one of them heartfelt, parting words. He did not skip anyone. From his starting point, Abydos, to his latest associate, the rabbit squad. The students quietly listened, fully paying attention as if it were the last lesson of their school life. In fact, it was their reality now.





There would be no more next time....

For them, from him.





"...." Their expressions varied—some tearful, some shaking, some clutching their hearts. Each of them carried his words like a lifeline, a final connection to him they could hold onto. Engraving it to the deepest part of their soul, the memory of kindness he'd shown.

'....' Finished his final words, his mouth curled into a relieved smile

In the last remaining second.

He whispered,





'You all are my beloved students.'

'Goodbye.'

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The wind carried away the soft voice, as his body faded into a glimmering golden light.





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It ended now.



The connection was lost.



The receiver was no longer there.



Everywhere was in silence. The world stood still. Those who forcefully accepted it wiped the tears from their faces, holding each other up.

Nonetheless, what happened to them was still too heavy. His presence was too great, he held a special place in each one's heart. The first to break the silence wailed heavily, some soon followed after. They could only console each other, hoping they could get through this together. They would try their best... to move forward, to the future he paved.





"....So in the end, it all comes to this." Murmured an elvish girl as she reluctantly accepted the truth. Sometimes reality was cruel. If only this were just a dream, a nightmare that would be washed away when she woke up. Unlike others, she had been holding her emotions and always put up a strong front.

"....No" Yet she couldn't—She couldn't do it anymore. Tears streamed down her cheek.

The wall she carefully built had crumbled.

She clutched onto her chest as if holding the wall so as not to break any further.

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Unexpectedly, something soft fell onto her shoulder. It was a small ball of glowing light, a particle that emitted a warm golden brilliance. It slowly moved into her hands as if trying to soothe her.

She looked up to find its source, and she was surprised.





The cloudless night sky was filled with them like snow.





They drifted down softly, weightless and delicate, landing gently on someone's outstretched hand.

"...." She stared at them in silence. Even after his death, he continued to perform miracles.

She closed her eyes, captivating this moment, this feeling, into her memories.

Without realizing it, every particle of light glowed brighter, absorbing or rather—embracing everyone delicately.







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Engulfed in the light, the girl found herself in the middle of nowhere.

She looked around, only to notice what was displayed before her.

A figure of the man she just lost, with his back facing her, he headed mindlessly forward to who knows where.

She now realized what those particles were...





It's a fragment...

A fragment of his memory.

The man who walked alone in the white sand of a bleached world.

In the unknown blank space, every student was separated yet also in this dreamlike landscape. They could do nothing, only to perceive what was displayed in front of their eyes. They watched as the setting changed.





The Spherical planet replica was burning in a blaze. Under a huge debris, buried half of a girl's body and a boy sitting by her side.

In the sea of flame, the boy held the girl's hand.

The scenery changed again.



Afterward, No one knew if it was a reward or a punishment. They began their journey with enormous weight on their shoulders through different times and lands.

There were moments when he looked joyous, and were there times when he fell. He fought, he fell, he stood back up, and he fought again. He tried his best, with every ounce of his strength, to move forward. To survive—and to save the people around him.



The man went through uncountable unimaginable threats.



But he also had many fruitful encounters and forged many bonds.



The scenery kept changing to different places, each place he was accompanied by many different people. Some look very normal while some look very ethereal or unworldly as if coming from myths and legends.



Yet what they had in common was—





"Master" A majestic-looking man in a blue robe. He heavily resembled a mystical druid or a wise sage, emitting a dependable presence.

"Master" An armored woman with a wavering flag in her hand. She portrayed a symbol of faith and unwavering resolve, embodying the qualities of a saint and a hero who thrived for hope and justice.

"Praetor!" An energetic blonde girl in a revealing red and white dress. Her appearance blossomed like blooming red roses that lure one's attention for their scent and beauty.

"Master" A female pirate with a scar across her face.

"Master!" A young, boyish female knight cladded in white and red armor.

"Commander" A serious woman in a red military coat.

"Master" A gentle-looking male knight in white and silver armor.

"Master" A majestic woman in white and silver armor adorned with intricate patterns of light and purity. Her otherworldly appearance embodied a divine, idealized authority beyond human comprehension. Standing behind were her loyal knights, their brilliance shone brightly as stars.

"Master-kun" A white-haired incubus whose beauty rivalled flowers. He stood in a flower garden that stretched beyond one's eyes can see.

"Contractor" A formidable, imposing grim reaper wearing a skull mask. His existence resembled death itself.

"Ritsuka" A royal, beloved king brimmed with wisdom, knowledge, and respect. His presence radiates golden rule which he seemed to possess all treasures and limitless wealth in the entire world.

"Fujimaru!" A beautiful woman with black twin-tailed hair in her eyes shone a million vibrant stars. She reflected the status of a goddess while giving out impulsive and mischievous looks.

"Fujimaru...." A woman with golden twin-tailed hair in her hands shone a blue glow of soul flame. Despite her loneliness and reserved personality, she gave off warmth and compassion from her gentle heart.

"Master!" A rebellious, bitter, vengeful-looking woman with short silver hair. Despite all the feisty acts she put, not a single soul could not feel her true feelings hidden beneath.

"Master." An intimidating, ruthless, pale kingly woman in dark armor.

"Master" A proud, elegant long lavender-haired goddess in a futuristic ballet outfit with sharp blades attached to her leg limbs. Her dangerous beauty enchanted anyone's sights, tempting them into pleasure. She resembled a black swan, captivating but cruel.

"Sen~ pai!" A playful, mischievous purple-haired girl in a white school uniform with a red neck ribbon.

"Master!" A cheerful and bright pink-haired boy in knightly attire.

"Master!" A silver-haired ponytail swordswoman in a traditional Japanese outfit. At her waist carried four sharp katanas mismatching with her cheerful personality.

"Master-san!" A blonde childish girl in a long-sleeved dress. Her smile hinted at a naughty yet innocent nature.

"Master" A charming grand duchess, her white hair blended in harmony with the snowy, pure white world.

"Master" A bewitching queen in her ice throne opposed to warmth and love in her eyes. Beside her were angelic retainers with wings and halos.

"Kouhai." An elegant, graceful woman with a mystical, otherworldly ethereal aura less like human.

"Master~~ " An alluring, celestial woman as if she was an embodiment of serenity.

"Master~ " A charming, mischievous woman whose eyes and body burn with intense and captivating aura. A single mistake could lure one into an endless loop of depravity.

"Master" A heroic warrior with radiant golden armor glowing in a divine light. His white hair, pale upper body, and black skin like a burned scorch from the chest down gave off the presence of the hot burning sun.

"Master..." A cold, emotionless man. His existence reflected nebulas and galaxies, embodying the cosmic authority of creation and destruction.

"Fujimaru" A sailor in a white uniform, behind him stood an entire crew of marine corp.

"Master!" A muscular hunter with the physique of a walking mountain.

"My friend" A modest, understated melancholy man with a pair of dead-fish eyes.

"ROOOOME!!!" A towering emperor in golden and red armor, his radiance emanated a godly aura.

"Boss!" A flashy but formidable warrior in traditional Japanese attire with striking golden accents.

"Mas~ ter" A Japanese onmyouji who gave off an eerie, sinister atmosphere yet elegant and otherworldly.

"Fujimaru" A autumn color haired young man who strangely emanated old man energy. His Japanese origin made him look like a swordsmith or a skillful warrior.

"Fujimaru!" A blond, teen mage with a beaming smile, her slender body carried a staff. Her little shoulders looked delicate but unwittingly bore the weight of an entire world.

"Master" A blond, graceful woman with a tall, ornate staff resembling a holy lance. Her otherworldly glow gave out a wise but warm, and an ethereal but divine presence. Her radiance symbolizes a beacon of hope.

"Husband" A cold, dignified woman with long, bluish-silver hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of moonlight. Her presence portrays her as a ruler, a high queen who reigned with respect and fear. Standing behind her were fairy retainers as if from fantasy.

"Master" A refined, gentle man with a mysterious but friendly demeanor. His appearance and nature made him look like a fairy in mythical folktales.

"Master" A carefree yet charismatic man in a traditional Chinese robe. His clothes created a timeless look that hints at his noble and legendary status.

"Master~~ " An alluring and intimidating fox businesswoman, her graceful and luxurious look added a touch of professionalism. Her eyes filled with intelligence and a hint of malice, narrowing into a slyly confident gaze.

"Master!" A positive, young handsome man who exudes a perfect combination of noble and elegance but a lively and adventurous vibe. His kingly nobility and youthful charisma illuminated infinite, colorful glazed lights beautiful like rainbows.

"Contractor" A woman whose looks embodied death, justice, and retribution. Like a queen or a guardian of an underworld, she emanated a vengeful aura that could thrive lives with a sweep of her hand.

"Fujimaru" A woman with an emerald green long, flowing hair. She wore a white body-tight spacesuit decorated with feathers and traditional tribal ornaments, showcasing the appearance of a feathered serpent from a far celestial otherworld.





Along his journey.

He met many. But he also lost many.

His griefs and traumas, they saw it.



One by one of his comrades fell, worlds and their people destroyed.

They witnessed it, the responsibility he bore.





"Sensei..."

"No way... for him to handle all of this..."

"That's too much, no—! Sensei! stop!!! I said stop!!"

"It's too cruel!!!"

"I can't accept this, how—why must it be him." Another student in another space and time rebuked.

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"Stop it!— that's enough!"

Cries rang across different space chambers. Some shouted out all of their lungs. They could do nothing to stop the man from advancing.

"Please... spare him, he went through enough...." Some were speechless at what they saw, some cried again, some grimaced, some prayed, and some shouted up as if trying to defy the invisible thread of fate themselves.



The scenery shifted, this time it looked very familiar.

It was Kivotos, their city.

His memories played out, there were hard times but most of them were contented. His eyes were radiant like the sun and his mouth beamed with a big beautiful smile. They didn't need anyone to tell them he enjoyed and cherished every moment with them.

Finally, the recollection came to an end.



That was the man's journey.

The grandiose burden the world forced him to shoulder.

Even worse, no one would congratulate his return or recognize his success.





"...." Something manifested.

There appeared a golden swirl floating around the students, it looked so ethereal as if belonged to a higher dimension, a being mortal could not comprehend. The soul wisp of humanity's will, Alaya, revealed itself before their eyes.

A distant, transient voice rang in their head.







'Evaluation— success.'



'Humanity's future is in safe hands, he proved to perfectly enhance his successors' growth and guided them to become greater life forms.'



'Growth— ensured, Knowledge— imparted, Experience— conveyed.'



'His successors learned the value of love and the meaning of life.'



' 'Teacher' class aptitude— confirmed.'



'Ordeal— completed. He will now return to his world.'





The distant voice announced. In an instant, the voice of a student cried out.

"He is our teacher! He deserves every good thing in the world!"

"We respect him— We look up to him— We love him!"

"We swear we'll make him live a peaceful, fulfilling life!" One after another protested their hearts out. Even though they did not fully understand what the swirl implied, they just knew— they couldn't just let it take her teacher away.

"We don't want —We don't want him to return to that place! Not to that sorrowful life! Not to all those dangers!"

"No... No more of that cruel world..."

"Please—Return him... to us"

They begged. They pleaded with everything, just to have their teacher. All they wanted was for him to be safe, loved, and happy.







'Spritron transferring process— Initiate.'

"Noo—!"

"Please— I beg you! Nooo!!" Insignificant like insects, the voice ignored their cries as though they were never there.





'Designation—'









Suddenly someone's voice erupted.









'Onee-san, I heard you all loud and clear.'









'—!!'

"—!!" Interrupted by the melodious voice of the newcomer even the supreme authority halted its process. The students quickly turned back to find the owner of the voice.





'At the same time, I also perceive his feelings for this world and you all.'





















'Do not interfere—'

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'—Foreigner.'







'Then it's now my role.' The feminine voice continued.





'I will be the channel that connects both worlds. The gate— that will connect dimensions.' Ignoring the will of humanity, the white silhouette glowed brightly. Illuminating like a bright star yet subtle like a candlelight, the students still caught a glimpse of her childish smile.





"You... You are—"

No matter how dazzling she was, no matter how intense was the light.

The girl they had seen before. Even with the blurry figure, some managed to recognize the identity.

Her blond hair flowed like silk, her black dress fluttered.



'Gate— open.'

'Foreigner—!!'

The girl paid no heed to the distant voice. Her lip curled into a sincere smile, looking at each person in front of her.



'Your happiness is his too. And don't cause too much trouble for him, okay?'

'Bye bye, Onee-san. We will meet again.'

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It was dark.

It was quiet.

There was nothing at all, no sound, no light, no soul. In this nothingness, even the concept of time ceased to exist. His sense of self was slipping, piece by piece, until only the faintest fragment of his consciousness remained, like a leaf floating on a dark, silent ocean. The only thing that still existed was his remnant of consciousness.

Floating in the air, submerging in the depth, the man could not distinguish the sensation he was feeling at all. Losing away the sense of touch, he lacked the control of his body. If truth be told, he didn't even know if his physical body was still there. He didn't know how long he had been there. Minutes, hours, days? In this place, time held no meaning.



All of a sudden, something stirred—



At first, it was barely perceptible—a faint glimmer in the distance, a single point of light piercing the boundless dark. It flickered softly, like the first star emerging in twilight, growing brighter with each passing moment. The light began to expand, spreading a gentle glow that washed over the void, warming it, filling it with a subtle, radiant presence.



It was a star.

Shining with a brilliance that defied the darkness, Its light was pure, unwavering, a beacon of hope. It pulsed softly as if calling to him, inviting him to hold onto.





With the remaining will, he reached out toward that lone star.



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'Master, you too... deserve a good ending.' In the distance, rang the sweet voice of a girl.

'As your first student, I'm not a bad child— right?'

Thus, she performed a miracle.





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"Everyone!" A girl spoke up as soon as she realized all returned back.

"—!"

Looking at each other eyes, they immediately knew they had the same experience. Didn't leave any moment to share their thoughts, one student exclaimed in surprise, her finger pointed up to the sky.

"Look! That's—!!"

Everyone looked up.

They all stood still in surprise. For the hundredth time, their eyes became wet again.





A beautiful comet glided across the starry night sky.

They instantly knew what it was.

As the shining comet fell, one by one, the students sprinted out. They chased after it, no letting it go again no matter at what cost.

As the sun rised and the sky color changed.



They ran.

Ran.

And ran.



Finally they arrived, to where the comet landed.



"...." Sitting patiently was a figure of a man. The one they all yearned for.

Hearing a lot of footsteps, he slowly looked to be greeted with a lot of familiar faces.

No words came out of his mouth. He smiled warmly as he also tried suppressing his overwhelming emotions.

It would come out flooding if he were to speak out now.

Likewise, the other side was also feeling the same. They could only stand in tears, unsure of how to react.





Disregarding the flowing tears, the girl in twin tails hurriedly stomped her way to him. Her face hinted a shade of red as she had been crying by herself.

Out of nowhere, a flash of silver passed by her instantly. Not slowing down, she leaped through the air straight to his embrace. Her fox ears flopped down and her shoulder shakily trembled, she buried her head in his chest. Two arms warped around his back tightly as if he would disappear again if she ever let go.



"Shiroko—"

"...." She responded with silence.

"...." He slowly returned the hug. His hand patted her head so gently and carefully, not letting a single strand of hair be harmed.



"Will you leave us again?" She spoke in a mumbling voice. She was afraid. Afraid of losing this warmth forever.

"No—Never again."

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"Sorry... and thank you."

"Everyone—" Looking at a group of students surrounding him. Their worried faces, their relieved faces, their misty eyes, their trembling figures. He felt it, to be deeply cared for.

Now he fully realized it.

He also belonged here.





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He let out a warm smile.

"I'm back."

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Under the setting sun, two people sat across each other in an empty train. The sky enveloped in a pinkish orange shade made it perfectly contrasted with the girl's appearance... and blood stained on her white dress.

Only the chucking sound of the train broke the tranquility.





Suddenly, the man's body twitched. Seeing the stranger girl in his field of vision, just as he was about to ask her his questions, he noticed blood. In panic, he quickly approached the girl and tended to her wounds despite hundreds of questions in his head. It has become natural for him to put others before himself, especially when lives are in danger.





With no accessible medical equipment, the man instinctively ripped off his sleeve to make temporary bandages, stopping her bleeding.

The man has short black hair with a slightly curled, spiky look in an Asian hairstyle. White yellowish skin went well with his white shirt and black denim pants, dressed formally as if he belonged to an organization. Based on his clothes, he seemed to be an ordinary man. Nevertheless, not a single 'ordinary man' existed in this place.

Looking from afar, he might look completely bland.

But things changed when the one's sight focused.

His age seemed to be in his early twenties, young and good-looking. With what he had been through, his eyes, aura, and temperament exuded mysterious, abnormal charm that lured one into an inescapable maze. Oppositely, when he smiled, he displayed a noble and gentle aura that warmed the surroundings. His physique was also outstanding. His lean but muscular figure was finely sculpted to a perfect balance of strength, agility, and endurance as if tempered by countless hardships. With his nature coupled with his appearance, he produced attractiveness that would likely be fatal.





Surprisingly, the girl also cooperated with him obediently. After taking care of her injuries, the boy finally took a glimpse of her. Long sky-blue hair with violet on the inner side, long bangs covering her left eye, and a loose braid tied on the same side. Her deep blue eyes were as clear as crystals, shining bright like stars reflected on the surface of ice. Her figure and countenance exuded gentleness and loveliness. She radiated an adorable charm and a proud but humble attitude at the same time.

Her image was automatically engraved into his mind.





"Fujimaru Ritsuka"





The man introduced himself, same did the girl.

They exchanged information. While the man's reaction was expected, the girl remained composed like no surprise. Students, guns, halos, academies, traits, while some were comprehensible, lots of things were unfamiliar to him. As if the world operated on a slightly different to his.





"Master, Servant, Singularity— Chaldea?"





Likewise, she also had trouble understanding his side despite not being the first time she had heard of all this. In her head, she thought of her close friend wishing she was here instead of her dummy self.

Due to the situation where he was a guest summoned here, with a lack of concepts, he could not properly manifest his power. The ability to summon servants or even shadow servants, he could not do it. As if the world did not recognize them, or rather 'restricted' them.

At the end of the day, his duty was to resolve this 'singularity' while her duty was to keep safe this city.

The man and the girl agreed to help each other.





S.C.H.A.L.E., Singularity from CHALDEA's Emergence.

A temporary organization of the highest authority above any academy was formed. The man would help resolve incidents around the city of Kivotos while finding clues to repair the singularity. However, his original role as a 'Master' to command 'Servants' was too harsh.

Instead, he became 'Teacher' whose job provide guidance and lead students.





"I've spoken of responsibility before."

"I truly didn't understand it then, but now I do."

"Adulthood, responsibility, obligation..."

"...and the choices you make that extend beyond those ideals"

"I even understand their implications."

"Therefore, Sensei..."

"...You're the only one I can trust."

"Only you can free us from this twisted, distorted fate..."

"So Sensei— Please."



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The sound of an alarm clock buzzed, it woke up a man who was taking a warm afternoon nap. Without hesitation, he slowly reached the source of the noise and tapped it shut. Another 5 minutes of quiet atmosphere for sleep was always welcome—at least he thought.

This dream again?



"Sensei!"

"...." He tried his best to ignore the feminine voice. If a quiet place could get someone killed, she prevented it.

"Sen—sei!" The noise kept getting louder and closer. He still tolerated it.

"Seeeen—seeeei!!!" Seeing he had the nerve to dig his head deeper into his arms, she raised the decibel to the point it became unbearable for him. The man sprang his head up instantly. His muscle memory alerted him to stop annoying her or else she would serve him her special nagging.

"--!!" The teacher in suffering quickly adjusted himself and stood up. His hand grasped for his tablet and a messenger bag.

"You have to go now or you're late! Moou—I knew it! I shouldn't have let you take that nap!"

"Geez! You're always like this! What would happen if I'm not here!" She kept complaining. Her tsundere trait made her say the latter part in a small voice, unwittingly displaying her cute side. The man could only dryly smile in response and left the office. He also made sure to say a proper goodbye and promised her a good combo meal when he returned.



"Hmmm.. He's always like this—Eh? What's this?"

After happily sending him off, her eyes caught attention at something on the man's desk.

"It was never here before, he just recently got it?" The bright azure eyes looked at the new object. After a few seconds of processing, a small smile appeared on her adorable face.

"Maybe it should have been here from the start."

"We all but you have always accepted that— Dummy."

The sweet voice muted as she reached out and brushed her fingertips on its cool surface. Leaving a new pile of documents on his table, the girl happily returned to her desk and continued her work.

On the desk placed a common office supply. As the sunlight illuminated the room. There, gleaming faintly, laid a silver polished nameplate. A silent declaration to himself.

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Fujimaru Ritsuka

Teacher of SCHALE









































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In a far, far away land...

Facing each other, standing two men whose gazes locked in. After a period of silence, one finally started a conversation with a little smirk at the corner of his mouth despite his serious face.

"To think that Alaya has gone this far." Said the man with pinkish-orange hair in a brown cape. His appearance was if not identical to a certain person who used to work in Chaldea.

"...." The American man answered with silence. His purple eyes shifted to a distant horizon of the pure white world as if looking for something. In fact, his perception was beyond that of a typical human, he was viewing the hidden truth from a cosmic perspective.





"Ordeals with extra classes. Alter Ego, a test of one's personality and different sides of an individual."

"Avenger, a test to see if he will succumb to hatred and vengeance. Moon Cancer, for a resolution to overcome and accept extinction and succession."

"Ruler, to assert one's uses of power and authority to pursue righteousness and balance acts of good and evil."

"And Foreigner, to experience being a foreign, unwanted entity."

"It's very surprising that Alaya is so stubborn and greedy to want such as 'insurance'."





"Indeed, he himself doesn't even have that servant vessel in that class. Who would have guessed such a class exists." The blond, young man argued while slowly closing his eyes.

"Teacher—"

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"A being who embodies the ideal blend of knowledge, inspiration, and experience. With their role to foster growth to the best version."

"Alaya gave him another trial to test his capability to replicate his knowledge and abilities and pass them to his successors. For the future 'insurance', in case the world or humanity is destroyed again, someone can take up his place."

"Even more peculiar, the result is deemed pass or fail by his students. He is just a guiding hand, waiting to be judged by his actions. Students' growth and their evaluation of him, assessing both teaching effectiveness and the relationship between them."





"Isn't this surprising?"

"Well—Of course."

"No matter what trials and tribulations, I have my absolute trust in him. For one, I would not even pass the trial if building trust with others becomes the basic requirement."





"....Is it not a bit weird coming from you who lost to him?" Hearing the Chaldean's remark, Daybit Sem Void let out a small smile and responded.

"He is the one who won against me and Wodime. That's more than enough to acknowledge him." Daybit said while letting out a rare faint smile.

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"I will be off now, he will probably return soon enough."





The Chaldean nodded as he watched the other man back walking away.

"I'll be joining him too. And the next place we'll meet—"

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Author's note

That's it!! End of this one-shot! Hope you enjoyed the ride! This one-shot is my whole interpretation of How FGO and Blue Archive can connect based on Nasu's lore and Fujimaru's character after what he has been through (Istg, bro need a break).

To be honest, Fujimaru is a very versatile character, he can literally crossover to most anime with a magic system with his 'rayshift attitude'. For Blue Archive, it is even easier as there isn't much lore published officially yet. Maybe I should continue praising Nasu for his concepts so great that they can fit perfectly.

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That's it! That's all I have for now! I have a decent amount of plots and lores prepared too. See you in the future (If I'm not lazy). The actual story will explore his life and the mysterious lores of Kivotos, like what are students? What are halos? Stay tuned!

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Comments and volunteered editors are welcomed (English is not my first language, after all, a helping hand with wording and grammar will be amazing!)

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Explanation

***Probably useful for Blue Archive fans who stumbled across this with no clue what FGO's about***

- Fujimaru Ritsuka (Sensei) = Humanity's last master who battled across space and time to save the world. His comrades die A LOT. A LOT. FGO obeys the 'No Sacrifice, No Victory' formula. Even worse, he experienced a lot of traumas as he had to save his world by destroying other parallel worlds.

- In current FGO chapters, even worse, he was deemed enemies of humanity since he used 'extra classes' despite saving the world multiple times. 'Extra classes' refers to servant classes that are not typical knight and chivalry classes. So Alaya, the will of humanity, put him into several trials to test his understanding for each class. In this fanfiction, he went through the secret 'Teacher' class.

- In this fanfiction, Fujimaru Ritsuka understood the world of Kivotos as a 'singularity' thus if he resolved it, it might disappear. So he was in dilemma for what he should be doing as he bonded with his students and this city already. (Wait for the main story to uncover the truth)

- In this fanfiction, the girl who rescues him is Abigail Willaims, a foreigner-class servant. She will appear in my main story as a frequent visitor. In this one-shot, she already knew Fujimaru was undertaking a teacher-class ordeal call, so she decided not to interfere until the last minute. (She had been observing him and rooting for him to clear the trial. But clearing the trial will return him to Chaldea, she knew he bonded with his students so she also was in dilemma. Since the grand order is not finished, letting him return to Chaldea will return him to his original role but rob him of his happiness. On the other hand, he also doesn't want to leave his students and his students need him. In the end, she decided to connect both worlds so he could go back and forth.



***Now for Fate fan who has no clues about Blue Archive***

- Blue Archive World is settled in a city where students carry gun. The player, Sensei, will command students in a gun fight. In terms of power scale compared to servant, student can tank bullets, have above-average human strength, have normal movement speed but high close-range agility to dodge bullets (But not that eye flashing fast).

- Lores and stories are on the beautiful, happy side. So in this fanfiction, it will be sunshine and rainbow (comparable to FGO events). So the stories will be mainly about teenager high school conflicts, drama, friendship, and betrayal. As a fate fan, I heavily recommend since it's very chill, fun, and beautiful instead of our dramatic, apocalyptic, depression we deal with in FGO (ToT).



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Oh god please, well tbh, I just want to give the story more exposure but didn't desire that much views. (Sounds contradicting so much but I just how this one reaches more fate fans who think alike). Let's hope it does well in this platform! <333

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As a fate fan, I heavily recommend since it's very chill, fun, and beautiful instead of our dramatic, apocalyptic, depression we deal with in FGO (ToT).

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Author's notes

Hi readers, welcome to my fanfiction about FGO and Blue Archive crossover! This marks the start of the fiction. The main story from now on will dwell on lots more information and events Fujimaru goes through during the skipped content in the previous one-shot chapter.

ENJOY!

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Fate/Grand Order: Where All Miracles Begin, SCHALE

Prologue (1/2)

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"Sei—"

"Sensei. Wake up."

"Ritsuka Sensei!" The sharp voice raises its volume. And more importantly, as my first name was called, I instinctively woke up.





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"..." In front of me was a composed, elegant girl. Her silken dark black hair cascaded down her back as it glinted in lapis blue when the morning sunlight shone upon them. She dressed in all white, nonetheless, the formal attire she wore did not dim her glow in the slightest. Her sharp azure eyes stared at me through the glasses. Now that I had taken a good look, she seemed very reliable.





"You fell asleep after I asked you to wait here. I even had some trouble waking you up... I didn't expet you to be so sound asleep."

"You must have been having a dream. Anyway, gather yourself and focus..."

"Let me explain the current situation again." She said as she tucked her hair behind her elvish ear.



Yes, I fell asleep, very deep too.

As for what was happening at the moment, Well— It all began when...







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"Senpai."

"Hmm?" I answered as a soothing voice called out. Next to me, walking by my side was my underclassman who had been together since day one, Mash Kyrielight. Despite her cute and gentle appearance, she was a very hardworking and strong girl.

"Finally, to think that we'll get to return to Antarctica. This meeting we're going to attend will discuss a lot of details on what our roles are when we reclaim our home."

"Since the lostbelts are all erased and no alien god apostles are left, the operation has a high chance of encountering no hostile enemies and probably be successful!"

"Many battles and lives came before us to bring today. This time our journey is almost a its end... let's go, Senpai!"

"Mhm! Let's go!" I replied, my eyes warmly looking at her pink head bobbing up and down as we walked in the hallway.

"Senpai, looks like Kadoc-san and both Hakuno-san are already in the meeting room already. Let's hurry!" Mash said excitedly, her delicate hand grasped my sleeve as she quickened the pace.



Like Mash said, our next mission would probably lead us to the real conclusion of the grand order we'd been through for almost 3 years. My name is Fujimaru Ritsuka, a master of Chaldea whose role was to command servants in battles. Throughout these 3 years, we faced many unimaginable threats whether they were humans, gods, or even extraterrestrial beings.



Chaldea, wherever it was, had become home to me. Despite all hardship and dangers, all these people, from staffs to servants, gave me all the courage and determination to finish the Grand Order.





"..." Now that I thought about it, our organization had grown so much. From our first summon, Emiya, to hundreds of heroic and divine spirits, we had indeed come a long way. We even had more masters, Kadoc and the Hakunos. Tezacatlipoca even said Daybit, the previous and the last crypter, would join us before we entered Antarctica.





Hmmm If it's him, will he just appear on the storm border? Or do we need to pick him up somewhere?

Anyways, It would be great if the Grand Order would fini—





"Ritsu!! What takes you so long? —Aha, I know it. You want your senpai to accompany you right?" Cutting my thoughts, I felt a soft sensation as my arms were locked into a delicate pair of bodily pillows.

"H—Hakuno senpai?"

"Eh?! Ha—Hakuno-san?! Aren't you already in the meeting room?" Mash exclaimed, her eyes looked at our locked armed.

"Well, yes, but my adorable kouhai somehow still never showed up, so I immediately knew he needed my company." The girl answered happily. Her name is Hakuno Kishinami, previously was a master of the moon, now a servant in the Moon Cancer class.



'My relationship with Master... is it like we're rivals, best friends, and siblings? I could tell you how I feel, but I'm afraid it would just cause trouble for everyone else, so I'll keep quiet.' That's what she said. But now that she did that in public—





"I told you to not turn your eyes toward other servants. I am your only lover, ne?"

"—!" Without knowing it, my other arm lost its freedom. I could also feel a soft baby cheek on my shoulder.

"Tenochtitlan-san?!"

"My kouhai doesn't need a traitor to be his lover much less for his servant." Hakuno threw out the first jab.

"Well, who wouldn't have if it came with a land, a house, and an official marriage contract with all venues and honeymoons prepared?"

"You two—Please! Senpai needs to attend the meeting!"

Mash tried her best to stop this whole situation. Occupying my right was a stubborn, competitive senpai. Occupying my left was an Aztec city who never missed any opportunity. Mash—she was my only single hope to stop the conflict before it got out of ha—



Bump! Something suddenly attached to my back.



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"I just heard someone had a lover, so I suddenly missed you sooo~ much."

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"I'm weak against loneliness, I lack confidence, and I want to keep seeing you 24 hours per day."

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"And if I'm left alone, I will start wanting to burn down the entire Chaldea..."

"..." Ah, here we go again, I thought as I also started to feel a rising temperature in the atmosphere.



However, it didn't come from the little dragon sticking with my back. Instead, it came from a corner of the hallway. Not so far away, a silhouette was engulfed in an eye-catching blue flame, her mouth kept mumbling nonstop.

"Burn... Burn inside a bell..."



After Grand Order, it looked like there were a lot of things left to sort out. Yes, my relationships. A spider would give me a run for its money if they were to be displayed in a diagram.

To be the master who housed so many servants, I subconsciously developed and honed my social skills to get along with everyone good or evil. But to think that their affections would reach this degree plus for a person who was weak against their advances, that was how I ended up in this mess.



"Calm down! Everyone! Pleaseeee—"

"Kouhai! Say it— You surely prefer a lovely and considerate senpai right?"

"Shut it, Tlamacazqui serves me! I'm a place he calls home!"

"Since lover and husband are two different categories, I already received the royal permission from the High Queen—!"

"I won't let you run... If we die together..."

"..." Thinking about it made my head hurt. Suddenly, dizziness clouded my mind as my legs gave out strength. This feeling—again! With this familiar sensation, my eyelids became heavy and I started to faint. With the remaining strength, I tried to outstretch my hand to Mash. However, with both my arms locked, I couldn't do anything but let my body fall.



"Senpai!—It's REM REM again! Sen—"

"Ehh!! Ritsu! Is this my fault?!"

"Tlamacazqui!—"

"Call —the med—! Senpa— P—Hang in t—"





I heard their panic voices as my consciousness faded away.





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And there it was, how I got transported into this world.

I also dreamt of the General Student Council president who happened to be there when I first woke up too. After we discussed a few topics, I spent a few days coping in my room, gathering and investigating lots of information. Without Mash who was generally a lot cleverer than me, I spent days and nights researching that I barely scrapped together sleep.

How many hours of sleep did I get last night? 3 or 4 perhaps?

I tried to force my eyes open despite all the sting when the brightness cut sharp against them.





"My name is Nanakami Rin, and I'm a General Student Council officer from Kivotos, the academy city."

"And you're a teacher that we have summoned here... or so it would seem."

"Pardon my uncertainty, but I only say that because I still don't fully understand how you got here."

"..." I nodded slightly as the girl introduced herself. It was expected that the details I shared with General Student Council (GSC) President were confidential, thus Rin did not know anything regarding my true identity and my goal.



Moreover, there had been a rumor going on around the city too. The GSC president had disappeared out of thin air, losing my accomplice in a few days was absolutely a great start.



"Welcome to Kivotos, Sensei."

"Kivotos is a massive city, home to thousands of academies. This is where you'll be working from now on."

In front of me was the vast expanse of the entire Kivotos, the modern city filled with high-rise buildings and towering skyscrapers. Their sleek glass surfaces reflect the clear blue sky, a river winded its way through the urban jungle, adding a serene touch to the bustling scene and vibrant pulse of life within the city. As the elevator went up, the cityscape looked even more beautiful.





"It's bound to be very different from the place you call home. You might find it difficult to fit in at first... but something tells me that you will adjust in due time."

"After all, you were chosen by the General Student Council president. We can leave the rest of the details for later."

"Thank you, Rin. I appreciate your concern and your warm welcome." I responded.



Guns, Halos, Students,... As a Master of Humanity whose role was to resolve a singularity, there were so many mysteries in this city. To begin with, the number of academies here skyrocketed, it was not even exaggerated to be shocked by how many they have. It was a weird glimpse but—why did it look like the city was trying to mass-produce students?

Secondly, what are 'students'? As far as I was concerned, there were no normal human being in this world. The closest to the human species are the 'students'. They even had halos. They knew their existence but never knew what their halo or other looked like.

But I could see it.

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"..." A blue ring of light rested gently above the girl's head. With its crown pattern, it gave the elvish girl an air of authority and grace, contrasting perfectly with her sharp and elegant demeanor.





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"Is there something on my face?"

"Ahh.. No, it's nothing." Perhaps, I had stared at her halo for too long. Nonetheless, throughout our conversation, I had always felt a sharp gaze piercing me. Rin had been assessing me heavily as expected.





Diiing Echoed the ring sound as the elevator came to a stop. I walked with Rin as we went straight to the reception room, only to be greeted by 4 newcomers.

"There you are, Acting President! We've been waiting! Get the real president in here already!"

"I've been waiting to see you, Chief Officer."

"I'm here to meet with the General Student Council president. The head prefect has terms she would like to discuss." Not giving any spare second to react, Rin was immediately bombarded with questions.



"Well... This timing is rather inconvenient." Rin said with an annoyed sigh. I could even sense her calm and collecting aura dispersed, replacing with a cloudy one of course.

"Hello, guests that represent neighboring academies' student councils, disciplinary boards, and those who otherwise have too much time on their hands." Rin continued, her slender fingers tucked the jet-black hair behind her ear.

"Well, I'm aware why you irksome—I mean, important representatives have come here today."

"You're here to blame us for the fuss happening in the academy city, isn't that right?" Rin concluded with a little smirk.



"If you're well aware, then do something! You represent the General Student Council after all! Thousands of academy districts are in a panic! Our academy's wind generator shut down just a few days ago!" The first girl whined. Soon, more issues were voiced by the others.

Letting them verbally engage, I quietly listened. More illegal distribution of wartime equipment and a sharp increase in public assaults.

Haa—No matter if one looked at it, this city was indeed weird. The students were the core of the city, they took the role of management themselves. Isn't this too much for them? What's the deal with concepts of this world? There were no normal humans, they became historical figures and only appeared in texts and images. The city was only filled with demi-human and AI robots, the students also had lots of distinctive traits.

And they also carry real guns...

Ever since I appeared here, I swear—I have always felt the Moon Dubai's vibe all over the place.

With lostbelts and singularities experience, I could make an educated hypothesis in an instant... Humans lost their place as the prime species and disappeared from the surface of this planet.





"Sensei here is the answer to our problems."

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"This person?" The four girls followed Rin's hand and looked at me in surprise. The disappearance of the GSC president, the appearance of a man of unknown origin, and the man himself suddenly became the key to the city's lost authority. Well—maybe it was a little too much to take in for them.



"Hold up. Who is this 'Sensei' you're talking about? What is he doing here in the first place?"

"Whoever he is, he doesn't seem to be from Kivotos."

They all looked at me, their eyes scanned from head to toe.



Humanity's last master was bad enough, now I became Humanity's last human?



"This is Ritsuka Sensei. Not only is he going to be teaching in Kivotos, but he's also been personally selected by the General Student Council president." Rin introduced, this world went with the first name basis.



"The president chose him. The one who's now missing? Things are making less and less sense..." A girl mumbled with a sour face.

"Hi, everyone. I'm Fujimaru Ritsuka, glad to meet you all." I happily greeted them, their openly confused faces were indeed pleasant to the eyes. They might have put up some serious acts but they all looked very innocent to me.



"R—Right. It's good to meet you, Sensei. I'm Millenium Science School's... I—I mean! Why am I even bothering to introduce myself right now?!"

"Don't worry about that annoying girl. Let's just move on—" Rin cut in with a devilish smile.

"Who are you calling annoying?! I'm Hayase Yuuka! You should remember that name Sensei!" The girl who flinched just a second ago now was cutely stomping her little feet up and down in frustration. Her twin tails flutter, and her black and white suit-liked uniform create a striking contrast with her adorable face. From the first impression, she looked very—very tsundere. If I were to compare... Ishtar? But more serious and less problematic.

"Well.. It's nice to meet you, Yuuka."





"You're here to serve as the advisor for a club that was formed by the General Student Council president."

"The Federal Investigation Club: S.C.H.A.L.E." Rin explained, including the details on SCHALE's authority over any organization. I could only smile dryly and thank the GSC president for aiding me in investigating this world... or perhaps, a singularity.





Just when Rin was about to call for a transporting helicopter, her colleague over the phone reported her wreaking havoc by an escaped student from the Correction Bureau. Several thugs and a tank were rallied in the area, they were trying to occupy the SCHALE Building.

"..." With both eyebrows joined, Rin sighed annoyingly.

"Are you okay? Deep breaths, Rin. Deep breaths." Standing next to her side made me overhear their conversation. I gently put my hand on her shoulder, reassuring the poor girl.



Although It had not been many days since I came to this world, I could see where it was going. I just couldn't accept it, a girl of her age should be enjoying her school life, not the responsibility of an organization much less an entire city.

But... to rob her of the position was out of the question, it would also harm her pride.

What I could do, was to assist her. With the officially announced 'Teacher' role, to assist the students.





"I'm fine... It's just a minor setback. No problem at all." Rin replied, trying her best to control her stress. The past few days without the GSC president must be a ruckus.



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"What? Why are you looking at us like that?" Yuuka stepped back, noticing Rin's mischievous stare. The latter's mouth curled up into a slight grin.

"It's so reassuring to have you trustworthy academy representatives here with us."

"Huh?" Yuuka cried out in an instant, Rin's eyes focusing on her couldn't feel more wrong.

"We are going to need your help to bring peace back to Kivotos, Let's go." The elvish girl answered, turned around, and walked away. Each of those took one second.

"Wait, what? Where are we going?!"

With that, Rin forcefully led the crew to the crime scene...





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BOOOM!!! Bang Bang Bang Bang!!!

Bang Bang Bang Bang— CRAAAASH!!

"Wha—What's going on?!"

Bang Bang Bang Bang!!!

"Why do we have to be the ones to fight them?!" Under the gunfire noise, Yuuka rebuked. Following Rin's direction, we were now at the outskirts of the District of Utnapishtim. However, the area was off—limited as a group of thugs were rumbling around with machine guns.

"Rin said defending the club room is paramount if they're to regain control of Sanctum Tower."

"I get that, but I belong to my school's student council! Why is a busy work like this falling to me?" Yuuka continued to throw tantrums.

Bang Bang Bang Bang!!!

"Ah, that's smarts! What the heck! Are they using JHP rounds? That's cheating!" The whiny girl yelled in vexation as she got a direct hit when she peeked out of the cover.

"..." I let out a relieved sigh. From my research, students in this city brawled with guns and literal bombs. The situation in my vision significantly proved it. Plus, a student could really tank bullets. There was no blood, just a little red skin and a scratch that instantly healed.

As if... the damage is transferred to the halos.

"We need to remember that Sensei is here with us. His safety is our top priority. Reclaiming the building will come second."

"Hasumi is right. Sensei isn't from Kivotos. Unlike us, a single bullet could put Sensei in grave danger. Don't forget that!" The girl in red medic attire argued after the girl in black uniform.

"I know that! You can't join us on the battlefield, Sensei, so stay put while we take care of this!" Yuuka and the other two looked at me behind them.





In front of me were the four girls who visited the office, they were taking cover while returning fire to the thugs. With a pistol in hand, Rin crouched beside me while busily requesting reinforcement.

"Rin, it's okay—You can relax."

"Sensei?" Our gazes met. Despite her cool, strong upfront, I could still see worry and confusion in her eyes.



Even though these thugs had dangerous firearms, it was not like I had not encountered a situation like this either. The Shinjuku delinquents were a lot more wild and menace.

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"I'll take command. Trust me."

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Author's notes

In the end, I decided to have both Hakunos in Chaldea. I found the female Hakunon and Master a very god pairing. The strongest polygamist in history vs the strongest polygamist of today. Lol. See you next chapter!



Explanation

- Tenochtitlan called Fujimaru 'Tlamacazqui' which means 'priest'. As a personification of Aztec city and the divine spirit Tlaloc, she indeed needs a priest (lover).

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Author's notes

Hi readers, welcome to my fanfiction about FGO and Blue Archive crossover! This marks the start of the fiction. The main story from now on will dwell on lots more information and events Fujimaru goes through during the skipped content in the previous one-shot chapter.

ENJOY!

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Fate/Grand Order: Where All Miracles Begin, SCHALE

Prologue (2/2)

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"I'll take command. Trust me."







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"Ehh—!! You're going to take command? Well... I guess you are supposed to be a teacher." Hayase Yuuka, the treasurer of Seminar from Millenium cried out in surprise. Her azure eyes blinked rapidly as she looked at the man beside me, she swallowed a huge gulp of saliva.

"..." Our eyes met. With women's instincts, we communicated via eye contact. Her uneasiness had yet to fade away even though I nodded at her. Trust him.





These weird feelings had been lingering with me ever since I laid eyes on him.

Fujimaru Ritsuka, the person handpicked by the president herself. Even though we were close friends, she did not spill any of his information at all.

A man— a male human with an unknown origin, in a span of a few days, received authority so great that he could turn the city upside down with just one command. What was her thought? Why did it have to be him? An outsider... He was not even from Kivotos.





"Yes, just follow me. I know what I'm doing." The man replied confidently, removing his hand from my shoulder.



Since the first time we met, I had been secretly assessing him. His appearance, personalities, behaviors—everything was too perfect, to be comprehensible. He was not perfect, but that imperfection... it made him become an ideal type of what a human should be like.

"..." Our gazes met again. Somehow, his eyes gave out a reassuring yet mysterious look.

As though... He was a veteran.

Just what had he been through to achieve that pair of eyes?





"Okay. We'll follow your lead."

"A student must listen to their teacher. We'll be counting on you." The other students chose to follow his lead, they must have felt the same—thus they trusted him.



"Now! Everyone—Tell me briefly what you can do!"



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After a few minutes of strategic planning, the girls began their attack.



Hayase Yuuka took the front. With the Millenium's advancement in technology, she used an electromagnetic barrier to become the bullets' target... tank them, and smash through the enemy frontlines.

Morizuki Suzumi, a member of Trinity's Vigilante crew, closely followed after her. With an assault rifle in hand, she took down thugs on the sidelines and performed coverfire for Yuuka to charge in. Her grenade was also very useful for eliminating thugs standing in groups.

Hanekawa Hasumi, the vice chairwoman of the Justice Task Force, stayed at the rear and provided long long-range support. She used her sniper to neutralize the peeking enemies with accuracy and precision.

Hinomiya Chinatsu, a member of the Gehenna's Disciplinary Committee, stayed behind in case anyone was injured.

And lastly...



Fujimaru Ritsuka—

Ritsuka Sensei, despite being an outsider, managed to grasp the overall situation and everyone's abilities... maximized them, and came up with an effective yet efficient strategy.

"That battle was much easier than I expected it to be."

"I know, right?" The girls surrounded him, celebrating their newfound teamwork and victory. They engaged in a delightful conversation. In just a few hours after their encounter, the man was accepted by the students. This marked a very good start beyond my expectation.



Is this why the president holds him in high regard?



"Rin! This place is cleared. Let's go shall we?" Ritsuka Sensei called out to me.

"Please go ahead, I will stay behind and investigate this commotion. Be careful, we'll see each other again at the SCHALE building."

"Alright— You stay alert too."



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"Finally!" Yuuka happily cried.

"Indeed."

' *static* *static* We have successfully reclaimed the SCHALE club room. I'll be arriving shortly. Let's meet in the basement of the building.'

"Okay, see you there, Rin." I replied to Rin in the communicator. After making sure the students who fought along side me were given a proper rest in the building lobby, I headed straight down to the basement. SCHALE building—a place where I would be working from now on, from the look of this, it had around 5-6 stories... Despite lots of vacant rooms and unfurnished, it looked rather new too.



After I separated from her, some more troubles were thrown at us right off the bat. I led the students to deal with more groups of thugs, a literal crusader tank, and a runaway terrorist.

From Rin's information, her name was Kosaka Wakamo, a fugitive who escaped the Correction Bureau intercepted our advance midway. She was a very skillful and agile student, I could remember her Kimono fluttering with every movement. Even if we managed to force her back, it was undeniable that she could take on 4 students in formation alone... We were in a stalemate for minutes until she finally gave in and fled.

What's with her look at the end? The look she gave me through that fox mask... My intuition for troubles, which rarely failed me, kept alarming me I would see her again soon.





"..." My first fight in this world— It wasn't that bad. I felt I had somewhat adapted to how they roll.. Bullets and explosions were fatal... but they were nothing compared to what I went through. And as expected, the students asked me how could I do that... Even Rin herself looked as though she wanted to ask that question too...



Normally, just saying 'I'm a Master.' would simply finish the whole questions and answers. But I couldn't do that anymore... right?

Should I prepare new excuses? Or... should I just ward them off?



"..." I kept a lot of thoughts to myself while descending to the basement with an elevator.

Nonetheless, what I found impressive here... were the students. The damage output mainly relied on their weapons, but in some instances, they displayed higher damage on the same weapons.

Skills? Mana channeling? Then guns were magical artifacts?

I had far too little information on this world.



"Hmm... It's so dark in here." Arriving at the dark basement, my fingers fumbled along the wall, seeking the light switch. Feeling the familiar toggle, I tapped on it.

*tap* *tap* *tap*

"...?" Nothing happened no matter how many times I tapped it on and off. Perhaps, maybe the building or the lights were damaged? Maybe someone forgot to turn on the breaker...



Fine, I guess.

I gently pressed my hands on the light switch, chanted quietly in a whisper.





"Reinforcement."





My vision changed into the inner structure of the light bulb, moved aside a little, I continued to trace to wires, to the circuits, and to the LED lightning on the ceiling.

As for why I dare to make a bold guess on students and mana channeling, In this world— I could still use magecraft. Hence, the concept of mana existed.



My mana circuit barely worked here. As if restricted, I could only perform spells that involved small amount of mana. Even though I could not properly manifest my full power—Abandoned the thought of summoning a servant or even one shadow... I could only hope that things wouldn't go south.



"The lights were broken?" Reinforcement magecraft was indeed a very basic spell, it allowed users to fix and repair objects of interest... or even revert them before they were broken.



Without hesitation, I quickly reverted the LED lights back in time, making them fully functioning.



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No one would ever believe this. Just when I was about to press my finger on the switch... A feminine voice uttered.

"Hnnn... I don't see what the big deal is about this place. What am I supposed to destroyed?"



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The LED lights lit up.



Like a late-night comedy, we stared at each other in shock and confusion.



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"Ara?" The girl, standing in the middle of the room, murmured in visible daze.

"..." I still remembered it as clear as day, black and red kimono with flower patterns, waist-length black hair, and a distinctive fox mask fully covering the face. We just fought each other... in just less than an hour.



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Bang! Out of the blue, the girl suddenly fired her rifle at me. I quickly ducked to the side, dodging away from the bullet path.

Bang! Bang! The second and third bullets came following. She shot the lights off, making almost an entire room dark again.

"—!!" Seeing the present opportunity, the criminal fox rushed past me. The silhouette went straight to the doorway, trying to escape.

However...



"Acckkk!" Wakamo let out a painful noise. She crashed head-first to the glass door—that was not supposed to be this hard.

"Strengthening." Reinforcement magecraft, it successfully prevented her escape.

"—!!" Seeing her guard down, I kicked off from the ground.

Bang!

Lured by my thrown suit, she shot the wrong target. I immediately closed the distance. My right hand shoved straight to her right wrist, aiming to disarm the dangerous rifle attached with a sharp bayonet.

Grasping my intention, Wakamo grunted, twisting her body and swept her weapon into a large swing. The wild slash aimed directly at my throat. My instinct kicked in. In a fluid motion, I bent my body, narrowly avoiding the blade's edge that was flashing under the dim light.

My head almost flew away!

In the blink of an eye, following the momentum, the fox dropped low. With her right hand placed on the floor, her body spun into a crescent kick. With no time and distance to dodge, I instinctively blocked.

"—!!" The enormous power coupled with the rotating force broke my defense. The students' speed were slightly higher than average .... But their physical strength was a realm above. Without strengthening my arm with reinforcement magecraft, it would have been broken into many pieces.

Not leaving any second to waste, I quickly turned around to Wakamo who just steadied herself.

"Ehh!!"

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In a blur of motion, I moved. My right foot slid across the floor, planting me firmly in her path. Before she could react, my left arm shot out, gripping her wrist with an unrelenting force.

The sudden jerk stopped her dead in her tracks. Her eyes widened in shock, rifle accidentally slipped out of her hand. She tried to pull away, but my iron grip did not allow so. Without giving her a chance to struggle, I again pushed her against the cold concrete wall.

"—!!!" Her back hit the wall with a muffled thud, and the breath was knocked out of her for a split second. As I pressed myself into her space, the room felt smaller. My left arm pinned her right wrist against the wall, leaving no room for escape. My right hand quickly followed, it rested flat on the wall beside her head, trapping her in place.



"I'm not letting you leave."

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"..." Eh? Out of a sudden, she did not resist at all. At all. Just a second ago, the girl didn't even hesitate to decapitate me... But now that I tirelessly subdued her, she stopped.

Did she run out of battery?

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"What's your goal.... Here?" Now, I was puzzled too. I tried to look at her in the eyes beneath the mask, but I couldn't see anything due to insufficient lighting. Her fox ears began flopping up and down slowly yet cutely. She looked... very—very nervous.



"Uh..." Finally, she let out a small mutter.

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"Well..."

"..." For some reason, did the room temperature rise? It wasn't like I pressed my body into her either— Was she emitting the heat?

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"Come here often?" Noticing this awkward situation, I quietly sighed and dryly smiled at the arrested criminal.



"I, uh..."

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"I WAS JUST LEAVING!"



And thus... she leaped out from my arms and ran away.





"..." On my first day at work, I stopped a riot, caught a terrorist, then released her within a few minutes. This sounded very absurd but from what I witnessed today, the worst she could have done was rioting. No casualties, No injuries, bystanders were not even feared or traumatized—the look they gave 'Sigh... Again?'

Plus, I didn't know how jail works yet. In my eyes, she was a student... She just needed some corrections on her behaviors.



She almost killed me too... that was likely because she didn't know how different I was from students. And here I was... alive, fine, and well—except for my right arm which was a little numb, and almost half of my mana expended.

Sigh... My mana capacity was very restricted here. A few minutes of body strengthening and a couple times of object reinforcement ran me low.

And how should I deal with this mess...





Looking at them made my eyebrow twitch. The glass of the entrance door shattered into countless shards by the first bullet. The ceiling lightings I just fixed—were shot....





I let out another sigh

While waiting for Rin to arrive, I helplessly fixed them with my remaining mana..



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"Sorry to keep you waiting. I'm here now."

"Oh.. hey, Rin." I replied, greeting the elvish girl as she gracefully walked through the basement entrance.





"Hmm? Did I miss something?"

Her sharp eyes seemed to catch something out of place. Although I fixed the broken stuffs, maybe noticed my little wrinkled shirt? Or the me who wasn't in the suit?

"Nothing in particular." I decided to keep Wakamo's matter a secret for now.

"If you insist. Well, here is what the General Student Council president left behind... Thankfully, there isn't a scratch on it."

"Please. Take it."





"A smart tablet?" Received the object Rin handed me, I tilted my head in questioning.

"Yes. This is what the General Student Council president left for you. The Shittim chest."





Shittim chest? The name did not ring any bell much. Thanks to my relationship with biblical servants, Lilim Harlot singularity, and the ruler ordeal call, I got to learn and experience a lot of biblical stories. From what I knew, it must be a wood or a locale name.



"It may seem like a normal tablet, but its origins are mystery. Its manufactuerer, OS, system structure, and components are completely unknown."

"The General Student Council president left the Shittim Chest to you. She said that you'll be able to take control of the tower with it."

"None of the other members know how to activate it. Perhaps you may be able to figure it out, Sensei, but if not..."

"..." As Rin paused her explanation, I looked at the tablet in my hand.

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"My job here is done. I shall let you take the lead. I will step away so as not to interfere." And with that, Rin excused herself... leaving me alone in the room again.



She said the member of the GSC council could not use it, thus left were two options: first, any person who was not from Kivotos—or me, an irregular from another world.

I pressed a random button, hoping to activate the tablet.

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The screen lit up in blue light, messages began to display



Connecting to the Shittim Chest...

Please enter the system password.



"..." I entered what I barely remember—





We thirst for the seven wailings

We bear the koan of Jericho





Using the phrases I couldn't understand, the tablet miraculously recognized them.





Password accepted. User identified as Ritsuka. Confirmed

Welcome to the Shittim Chest, Ritsuka Sensei.





Converting to operation system ARONA for biological authentication and generation of verification certificate.





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In the blink of an eye, the scenery around me changed. As if I was pulled into a mindscape, the surrounding was no longer a basement, it had been replaced by what looked to be a wrecked classroom.

The classroom seemed to be abandoned, most of the walls and windows were long gone— on the outside... the bright, open blue sky stretched as far eyes could see. The white snowy clouds drift lazily above the vast expanse of tranquil ocean.

Inside the classroom was sparsely furnished, only some wooden tables and chairs were arranged neatly, while the rest were piled into a mountain.

Despite it looking abandoned and damaged, the atmosphere was serene yet unsettling. The contrast between a wrecked classroom and a beautiful view of the clear ocean— it made me a little bit uneasy.

Nonetheless, what caught my attention the most...



There was a little girl sleeping at a desk in a strange room



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Castella cake... Banana milk... goes better than strawberry milk...

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Sleeping soundly, she mumbled cutely about various kinds of snacks. The girl, who seemed to be in elementary or junior high at best, wore a blue sailor uniform with a pure white skirt. Her short sky-blue hair covering her left eye, and a white headband with a large bow— added a touch of childishness and innocence.

Heehee... There's so much left...



I poked on her baby cheek, waking her up from the pleasant dream.

Slowly, she reluctantly opened her eyes and yawned cutely.

"What's going... on?"



Blinking rapidly, unsure of what she saw as though differentiating a dream and reality. The bright blue eyes looked at me, the person who disturbed her sweet time.

"Huh...? –Uh... Huh? Wha—?!"

"S—Sensei?!" After a few signal delays, she somehow recognized me.



"If you're here, does that mean you're Ritsuka Sensei?!"

"Yes, that's me. And you are?" I replied, amusingly watching the flustered girl try her very best to talk to me. Her halo changed its shape from an incomplete ring to a full circular ring too...



"What? So I'm right? What time is it?! Wait...... Calm down...."

"Um, so... Oh, that's right! I forgot to introduce myself!"

"My name is Arona! I'm the system manager that lives inside the Shittim Chest. I serve as its main OS. Think of me as your trusty secretary, Sensei!"



"I'm so glad to finally meet you! I've been waiting for a long time!" With a beaming smile, Arona's halo changed into a heart.







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The sun went down.

Everything became peaceful once again.



After I got the meet with Arona, we went through some procedures for using the tablet— yes, user identification with fingerprint. Rather than face or eye recognition, the Shittim chest operated on fingerprint privacy setting...

Afterward, Arona also restored the Sanctum Tower's access permissions. Now, the tower was fully under Arona's control... the entirety of Kivotos was in the palm of my hand.

Yes... Literally— within my fingerprint.





As we worked together, she reminded me a little of Mash. Maybe their hairstyles were similar?

Still— Her existence bugged me.

Arona, she closely resembled the missing GSC president. Putting the two next to each other, even a stranger would think they must be related.

Daughter?— Impossible. Sister?— Probability exists...



However, if I consider the most bizarre element... Time.

Arona could be her future daughter...?

But most likely— Arona was the president.



If correct, she was her child self? That would mean she went back in time? Like how King Gilgamesh drank the potion of youth? Or she was an aspect—an incarnation of the president?

With limited information, I could do nothing by keep quiet on this matter.

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Back to what happened earlier. The access permissions were in our hands for less than a minute. Since managing the city was not our task, we transferred the authority directly to the General Student Council.



Following that, Rin showed me the overall building. My new house and workplace— Federal Investigation Club: SCHALE.

Thanks to my deal with the GSC president, she had prepared the office and living floor for me. I was very thankful to her—on our first meeting, she even gave me a golden credit card so I did not have to fend for food and a roof by myself. In just a few days, she also created this club, with an entire building and a whole bunch of authorities.

Rin further explained them in detail... In summary, I could freely enter any academy district, I could register any students to SCHALE, and I had the power equivalent to the GSC president herself.

Nonetheless, with the president missing, the council was flooded with civil complaints.

With great power comes great responsibilities. As a result, Rin had me handle piles of documents... solving problems the students or the city were going through became my official job.



Behind the scenes, I would investigate and fix this singularity.





I laid on my bed, staring up at the ceiling above.

"Kivotos..." I mumbled to myself, glancing over to the newly received item in my hand. A nametag... with a SCAHLE symbol on it. As long as I carried this around, I held the highest authority in this city—surpassed even that on the General Student Council.

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I pushed myself up and stared outside of the window.



Like a pillar that supported the heaven, the sanctum tower's beacon shone brightly. Its radiance competed with the starry stars in the dark expanse night sky. From the center of the light pillar high above, magic circles spread outward.





The mysteriously disappeared president whom I just met.

The core players of the stage— students.

The ring of lights on top of the students, displayed in unique forms, absorbing damages, performing self-rejuvenation, and granting them exceptional physical prowess— halos.

The city— autonomously produced an irritatingly large number of students, and also seemed to be sustained by many large magic circles.

The world that old humanity had gone, remaining here were robots and demi-humans.

My heavily restricted mana—







Just what the hell is this singularity?

What went wrong in this world?





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I'm sorry everyone... Looks like it will take me longer than expected.

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It was the first time...

Never had she lost against anyone...

But today— that man...

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That moment, as the dim light flickered overhead, as she rushed toward the door. Her escape seemed imminent—just a few more steps and she'd be free. But he—he didn't let that happen.



The Fox of Calamity, the scary demon that destroyed everything in her path.

But today—she was suppressed.

She was pinned to a wall.



She could feel the heat from his body radiating against her, his every movement calculated and deliberate. His gaze locked with hers, dark and intense, but there was something unreadable in it, like a storm just waiting to break.

Her breath hitched, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her pulse pounding in her ears. She had been so close to freedom, but now, trapped against the wall, the man's presence was overwhelming. She had nowhere to go.





"I'm not letting you leave," he said, his voice low, almost a whisper, but the finality in it left no room for argument.





To the maiden's innocent heart—

She remembered it loud and clear.

The man's voice engraved into the deepest part of her memory.

His voice kept reverbing.... and would be... as long as lifetime.

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The silence that followed was thick, their faces inches apart, the tension in the air thick enough to be cut with a knife. The MC's grip didn't waver, his body close enough that she could feel the warmth of his presence like a storm ready to break. The world seemed to stop, just for that one moment, the line between them blurred.



His eyes—His gazes...

The black pupils that were enshrouded in mysteries...

Like a void, they lured her in— An infinite maze that no one could escape.

The more she ventured in—the more she wanted to know about him.

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Instead of shame and embarrassment.

Something else awoken.

Love and Obsession.



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The Fox of Calamity had fallen.





"Who is heeee?!"

"What is this feeling in my chest..." Somewhere in an abandoned building, Kosaka Wakamo found herself clutching her chest. Her heart beat fast as though on the verge of explosion, the feelings she had never experienced— they could outburst any moment.

"Ha—Ha... Ha..." Panting hard, she tried to calm herself.

Deep breath in.... Deep breath out...



"Fujimaru Ritsuka..." The face of the man surfaced in her thoughts, she recalled their encounter yearningly.





He protecc...

He attacc...

But most importantly...

He pinned me bacc





"Ahh~~ my darling... This must be fate."

"We'll meet again."





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In somewhere far—far way....





Clank! Clank.. clank...

Shattered on the ground, a glass cup slipped out of the owner's hand.

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"...?"

Looking at the glasses that were broken into millions of pieces, all witnesses' eyes returned to the owner whose hand was trembling nonstop.

"What's wrong Tamamo-san?" A cute, princess-liked girl asked her in worry.

"My fox instinct—"

"...?"

"...?" The two girls stared at the Nine-Tailed fox in visible confusion.



Pluck!

"Master... There must be a street fox hit on Master!!!" Slapping her hand on the cafeteria table, she yelled in frustration, her eyes brimmed with burning passion.

"Nnn—No way! Puppy couldn't possibly—"

"No! A good wife always knows what her husband is up to!!" Tamomo no Mae quickly disputed the lizard girl's opinion.

"Aaaah! You don't think so too right?! Kiyohime—!" Having nowhere to turn to, the dragon girl helplessly sought her friend, only to be greeted with a shocking sight.



"Ehh!!! Ki—Kiyohime! Why are you vibrating?!"

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Author's note

That's it for the whole prologue! Hope you all enjoy! As for the main story, I would probably skip a lot of insignificant parts... I also have a new plan for uploading side stories (Most of them happened in the middle or after the one-shot epilogue). The side stories will mainly be about daily lives of Fujimaru Rituska and his students.

See you all in the next chapter! Stay tuned!

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[Lyrista]

Heh, an experienced Ritsuka in Blue Archive, poor girls don't stand a chance against that RIZZ as Wakamo experienced.

 

[Jokester-in-Training]

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"What's your goal.... Here?" Now, I was puzzled too. I tried to look at her in the eyes beneath the mask, but I couldn't see anything due to insufficient lighting. Her fox ears began flopping up and down slowly yet cutely. She looked... very—very nervous.

Click to shrink...

Ritsuka's harem: """"I FEEL A DISTURBANCE IN THE BALANCE.""""

We thirst for the seven wailings

We bear the koan of Jericho





Using the phrases I couldn't understand, the tablet miraculously recognized them.

Click to shrink...

Re-reading this again, I got literal chills.

However, if I consider the most bizarre element... Time.

Arona could be her future daughter...?

But most likely— Arona was the president.

Click to shrink...

The former would the most chaotic and impressive considering that means the GSC President beat off every other competition from Kivotos and Chaldea and claimed Rits as Head Wife by virtue of her bearing his firstborn.

The Fox of Calamity, the scary demon that destroyed everything in her path.

But today—she was suppressed.

She was pinned to a wall.

Click to shrink...

The Fox of Calamity had fallen.

Click to shrink...

Some Servants: "It had be like that sometimes."

He protecc...

He attacc...

But most importantly...

He pinned me bacc

Click to shrink...

RizzSuka is in his natural environment, his rizz will sometimes flunctuate depending on the situation but rest assured that it will strike true.

"Ehh!!! Ki—Kiyohime! Why are you vibrating?!"

Click to shrink...

Uh oh, Ritsuka-Sensei better prepare himself...
Atleast if Chadnapates lives in this timeline, then I can see him and Ritsuka-Sensei bonding with each other because their literally the same person.

Ritsuka-Sensei: "You thinking what I'm thinking?"
Phrenapates!Ritsuka: "Do you even need to ask?"
""HMMMM, HMMM, HMMMM!!!!""

 

[Lyrista]

*Binah Black Suit intro*

Black Suit: "Have you ever fought a God Sensei?"

Ritsuka: "Yes actually. Many times in fact."

 

[Jokester-in-Training]

*Binah Black Suit intro*

Black Suit: "Have you ever fought a God Sensei?"

Ritsuka: "Yes actually. Many times in fact."

Click to shrink...

"Also rizzed up most of them aswell."
From RizzSuka-Sensei, to his not yet-bro Black Suit.

 

[SamoyShibaDaDaDa]

"Also rizzed up most of them aswell."
From RizzSuka-Sensei, to his not yet-bro Black Suit.

Click to shrink...

Seemed you're having fun chatting =D

I just finished LB7 and in a day or two I can finally get back to work on part Yuuka 4/6! ヾ(๑ㆁᗜㆁ๑)ﾉ"

 

[Jokester-in-Training]

Seemed you're having fun chatting =D

I just finished LB7 and in a day or two I can finally get back to work on part Yuuka 4/6! ヾ(๑ㆁᗜㆁ๑)ﾉ"

Click to shrink...

Yesssirrr!!!!
Phrenapates: "This is truly our ideal."

 

[SamoyShibaDaDaDa]

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Author's notes

Well, I can't be writing the entire volume 1. So, I tried to leave the filler parts as much as possible. This chapter is the prologue of Foreclosure Task Force, things get real next chapter.

ENJOY!

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Fate/Grand Order: Where All Miracles Begin, SCHALE

Foreclosure Task Force (1/3)





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"Hmm......"



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"Hmmmmmmmmmmmm......!!"

"Just when will you find him, Merlin."

"Hey! Pressuring me won't let me find him any quicker, you know?" Cried the man in a pure, white coat. The mage of flower, Merlin, disputed with an annoyed yet nervous sigh. "My clairvoyance works as long as I know where to look— it's not like I know where his soul went!"

"Hoh... you mischievous mage, do you want me to lock you permanently in Avalon again?" With a cold voice, she oppressed the man even further.

"Sigh... Morgan, I know you're worried about your 'husband' but calm d—"

"Looks like he's useless now... In any case, let's decapitate him." Instantly cut the mage's sentence short, a sweet voice argued... yet her point was far from 'sweet'. Nonetheless, the first, cold woman's lips curl up. "Very well... That's a good one. I shall do it your way."

Seeing the situation not looking good, more beads of sweat emerged on his face.

"Stop it right there! STOP!! You sisters are ruining the image of fairies!"





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"—!!!" With a firm stance and two arms outstretched wide, the man tried his best attempt to stand down the two ferocious women. Gulp— He swallowed a huge gulp of saliva, yet the nervousness didn't cease at all.





Truth to be told... Infront of him, they were two women he wanted to avoid the most.



Sending him a cold, piercing gaze, her aura alone was more than sufficient to make a king kneel— Morgan le Fay, the High Queen... The Queen of Fairies looked as if she could swallow him whole. Next to her was a blonde girl who radiated hope— Artoria Avalon, the embodiment of the sacred sword.

Sweating nervously, thought he must face two of the most dangerous people in Chaldea. No, it wasn't two— but four. The presence of the other two was even worse. One had emerald-green hair, she wore what looked to be a combination of tribal clothes and a space suit. The other one wore a pure, white dress in contrast with her blood-red eyes like a vampiric princess.



Both archetypes, Kukulkan and Archetype Earth, came with both fairies of paradise... the high queen and the planet's holy sword.



Even a cat with nine lives wouldn't survive this insanity.



Glancing left and right for help, Merlin helplessly looked at the other two men. One was normally chatty yet he became so calm, he didn't even open his eyes.

Thut... a hand placed on his shoulder. Still closing his eyes, the Chinese man gave him a warm smile with a bro-code. 'Merlin-dono, I wish you the best of luck.'

That didn't help at all!



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The heavy metal door muffled the argument within the room. Outside, with a hi-tech communication device in hand, a woman responded.



"Yes.... Thank you, report me if there are any updates." Her blonde hair swayed as she walked, her blue eyes gave off a serious look.

"Officer-san, you've got any updates?" Leaning her back against the door, the space executor, Ciel, asked.

"Unfortunately, no. Ahh— Where on Earth did he disappear to?" Space Artoria— Mysterious Heroine XX facepalmed tirelessly. For the past few days, she had dispatched the galactic police force to search for 'the missing person'. The girl sighed heavily and leaned next to the other girl.

Sigh... Both exhaled at the same time. Since the matter was irrelevant to vampires, they could only rely on the police force... the church would not bend an eyelid.



Out of the blue, a newcomer's voice rang in their heads.

"He is not in the servant universe."



To their surprise, a reality in front of them warped— the newcomer walked out from a swirl that seemed to bend into a black hole or a galaxy. Space Ishtar, or rather— the primordial goddess Ishtar Ashtart, said firmly.

Within the same breath, another dimension warp occurred next to the goddess.

"He's not dead either, he is alive somewhere." After asking around other netherworld keepers, Space Ereshkigal, the primordial goddess of the underworld, joined the conversation.

"Huuu— This is the worst." Said Mysterious Heroine XX. "If only the Count were still with us, maybe we'd get more intel."

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"So if he's not in this world, not in servant universe— maybe he's in a dream? No, no, no, if that's the case the flower mages would have figured it out."







I swear he's not in a dream! This isn't my prank!

Why is it always you two to blame me when he goes REM REM!







A man's voice seeped through the door, echoing faintly in the hallway.

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"Then it's possible if he's on another planet of this universe right?" the heroine continued expressing her theory, only to get turned down a few seconds later.

"We excluded that possibility. If it had been the case, Abigail would have found his traces." The underworld goddess explained. She just returned from visiting the girl. She was now consoled by the parent servants... She blamed herself for failing her duty to protect him.

Nevertheless, with Ishtar Ashtart's authority, she already searched this universe and found nothing.



"Hnhhhh!" Two hands at her temple, the galactic officer didn't give up.

"If he's not anywhere here... What if— he's in a parallel world-liked singularity?"



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Back inside the room, the tense atmosphere did not fade.

Whenever Fujimaru Ritsuka disappeared, Chaldea could track him— whether he was in the Papermoon, a dreamscape, or a random singularity. Of course, there were a few exceptions, one being the Moon Dubai where the singularity happened in a parallel world and a far future at that. In addition, the time factors played a role— if not for his report, no one would have known the man went through almost a month of moon-apocalyptic events in one night.

But now, they all have no clue where he went.



"Please calm down beautiful fairies..." Taigong Wang spoke dryly. The entire room was a mess. Two sisters were threatening a poor mage. One frustrated archetype tried to fly off yet blocked by another one.





Only in Chaldea... where one could find three grand caster candidates pressed by ultimate beings.

Wait— that's wrong. First, my current spirit origin is grand rider. And second, the beast candidates can also slap us too. Finishing the pessimistic yet realistic thought, the Taoist practitioner shuddered. His head turned to a man who had been very quiet since the beginning.



"King Gilgamesh... How's your Highness doing?"

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"..." No reply came back, his pupil trembled. Nonetheless, his trust was resolute— the wise king of heroes could certainly figure out something.





Only in Chaldea... where powerful entities, whether urban or planetary-level, boiled in frustration for one man. No one would believe that the powerhouses of Chaldea— Earth, or even an entire universe were to gather in the same place for the sake of one man.

Damn... what a scary yet astounding place.

Like a gift from heaven, suddenly— a resounding laughter rang.

"Ku— Hahahahaha."

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"Hhahahahaha."

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Everyone's eyes all focused on the source, there could only be one person to produce such a kingly laugh. Gilgamesh, the wise king in caster class, finally returned.

"Wow... that was a good one. This is interesting, Ritsuka never failed to amaze me." Finishing his laugh, the king of heroes slowly opened his eyes. The crimson-red eyes shone bright, getting everyone attention.



"King of Heroes... So you've managed to discover something." Shifting her opinion away, Morgan asked. The sly mage let out a big relieved sigh, thankful for the king's rescue.

"Rest assured, Fairy Queen. The man is doing fine." With a convincing grin, the king continued. "Foreigner— you lost your cool, loosen up or else he'd return finding his home was gone."

"I'm calm, very calm, absolutely calm!" Argued the artificial sun, dispersing her leaking emerald aura due to sheer frustration.



"In that case, could you tell us his whereabouts?" said another archetype, her red eyes met with his. Despite hers having a rainbow-rank mystic eye, they did not have the observation skills like those of grand casters'.

Sha Naqba Imuru, a clairvoyance in the form of noble phantasm. It allowed the King of Heroes to discern any concealed truths, see the probabilities, witness past, present, or future events... and lastly, glimpse at other parallel worlds.



"He is not in this world nor this plane. Call that small foreigner girl, she has a job to do."

"Having said that... What you should be worrying about is not how he's doing, but what will you do."



"—?"

Looking at the confused four women, he let out another grin from ear to ear.

"What will you do, what actions will you take— if a number of your love rivals went up by two-three folds."



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It'd been a month since I was transported to this world.

After officially receiving the title 'Teacher' working under the federal organization of 'SCHALE', I received my first help request.

On that fateful day, my role began.

Under the sun's shimmering heat, a silhouette emerged on the horizon. At first, it seemed like a mirage, a trick of the oppressive heat. But as it drew closer, the figure became clearer—a girl gliding effortlessly over the sand on a bicycle.

Her silver-blue hair shimmered under the harsh sunlight, each strand catching the light in a way that seemed almost otherworldly. The soft breeze stirred her short locks, making them sway with her every movement. She came to a stop a few feet away, her gaze steady, her presence dazzling against the backdrop of endless dunes and the remnants of ruined cities.



The heat was strong today.

And yet, as if by magic, the intolerable heat dissolved and the clouds drifted.

The sun's rays poured over her, She stood there like a beacon, a singular figure of clarity in a world of endless haze.



I was speechless.

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The girl stared at me emotionlessly with her jewel-like eyes.

" –I ask of you. Are you my teacher?"





That was how it started, the first moment I met a student in my care.





And of course, I have more reasons to buy a car for commuting to work. Who could have thought that the Abydos district's borders were that desolate? The public transport didn't work that day due to piling sand on the train rails— As a result, I walked. Thanks to my prior experience and my durable body to hardships, Shiroko found me intact. The girl shared her energy drink too— she also gave me a ride on her bike, bringing me to Abydos.

I met lovely students— Hoshino, Serika, Ayane, Nonomi, and Shiroko. A lot of things happened: we repelled the Helmet Gang, they told me about their 900 million yen debt, Serika's mistrust and her kidnapping incident, Problem Solver 68 and Gehenna's Prefect Team, and the most peak of them all— we robbed a bank. To phrase it better, it's for uncovering the dark ties between Kaiser Corporation and the school's dire situation.

I also got to know them better. I randomly encountered Shiroko on some corners, assisted Ayane with her daily struggles, hung out with Nonomi, helped Serika with her part-time jobs, and talked with Hoshino.





"Right, it's rare to come. Let's take a photo here!"

"Sure!" Nonomi quickly responded to her cat-like friend who brimmed with excitement.

"Agreed." Even the most stoic ones nodded to their opinions.

"Then I'll take it. Everyone goes line up okay?"

"Sensei, aren't you going to join us in the photo" Ayane quickly disputed in surprise.



Bombarded heavily, I was stupefied for a second. "Well, I—"



"That won't do."

"Don't be shy!"

"Sensei has to take it with us, yes?"

"Standing there alone is lonely right?~ " Hoshino teased, sweeping her hand in a beckoning gesture.



In front of the aquarium's landmark, stood there 5 students of Abydos High School. They were waiting— waiting for me to join in. Some doubts clouded my mind.. as a Master of Humanity whose true role is to resolve this singularity— Fujimaru Ritsuka must avoid forming unnecessary bonds that may hinder my ultimate goal. I did not belong here.

In our singularities or lostbelts, it was true that we helped and associated with locals. Nonetheless, it was like a temporary act of goodwill. We, the crew, knew that in the end, we would pursue our goal even if they would perish. Still, we gave our best to them— to maintain our morals and stay true to our nature.

But in this world, I helped them... and watched them grow. The difference was like heaven and earth. I did not dare to think about what would happen.



Nonetheless, their teamwork this time was definitely unmatched. I could not even come up with a decent excuse to bail out in time. In addition to the unexpected guests, just as I realized, I was drawn in.

Is this really correct? Is this really what should I be doing? The thoughts lingered in my mind.



Snap!— Rang the sound from a phone camera.



Hopefully, I will be able to bid them farewell.

With a genuine smile on my face.

Keeping that thought in mind, I continued giving my very best to help them. The printed photo came out nicely, marking the first time I ever was solely responsible for someone.





Despite troubles along the way, the Foreclosure Task Force stood together and overcame them.

Just until the one day...



"I don't know what you're talking about."

"That's a lie."

Seeing the girls standing face to face, we managed to settle the dispute between Shiroko and Hoshino. Shiroko also told me she found Hoshino's resignation letter. But due to the tension between Abydos and Kaiser, I shouldn't have left the matter slipped by.

We investigated the desert and found what looked to be a huge military ground of Kaiser PMC, another subsidiary of Kaiser Corporation. Its Director made his appearance, he was the creditor— the mastermind that exploited the Abydos district and pressured the students to leave school. To pursue the hidden treasure buried somewhere, he used dirty methods to take over the district.

As a result, with no lawful solutions... we could only retreat. Later on, Hoshino finally admitted she had received offers to forgive half of Abydos's debt if she worked under the weird person, Black Suit.

And like that— Just the next morning, Hoshino left, leaving behind a resignation letter... and her wishes for everyone.





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It's time to end this.

I couldn't let that corrupted business keep getting their way any longer.

The matter involved things too soon for them to handle— It's an adult's responsibility.

It was now my part... to deal with bad adults who exploit innocent childrens.



With the help of Arona, I tracked down the Hoshino's location. Her last signal led to this building, to this room.



My breath hitched as I stepped inside, the dim light of the room contrasting sharply with the blinding daylight behind me.

At the far end of the room, seated behind an imposing wooden desk, was a figure unlike anything I had expected— The man, if I could call him that, has an unnatural black skin with cracks. From the cracks, a pale blue glow emitted, forming a right eye and a mouth. In addition to his black suit, a black flame burned the top of his head.

A foreign entity I never expected to see in this world.







"I've been waiting for you, Ritsuka Sensei."











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Author's notes

Writing this was hard! Imagine compressing almost all vol. 1 chap 1 and 2 //wiped sweat.

Well, I can't be writing the entire volume 1. So, I tried to leave the filler parts as much as possible. This chapter is the prologue of Foreclosure Task Force, things get real next chapter.

NEXT CHAPTER! Ritsuka meets Black Suit!





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[Lyrista]

Black Suit was cordidal and polite to canon Sensei who has no direct combat power.

Ritsuka however is actually dangerous, and a hardened vet from all the shit he's been through in FGO. It'll be interesting to see how Gematria regards this one.