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According to Max's game design, the Assassin class summoning pool was a mixed bag.
If a player didn't use a specific catalyst, the system would randomly select one of the Hassan-i-Sabbah—the Old Men of the Mountain.
In Holy Grail War, Max had included four main Hassans:
Hundred Faces: Good for scouting, bad for combat.
Cursed Arm: Solid, reliable, creepy arm.
Serenity: The Poison Girl.
Starlight: (Let's not talk about him).
There was a tiny chance to pull the Grand Assassin, King Hassan. But that was a 0.001% drop rate.
The unfortunate player in the replay—let's call him Simp-kun—had pulled Hassan of the Serenity.
Serenity's lore was tragic. Her body was immune to all toxins, but her skin, sweat, and breath were lethal poisons. A single scratch from her fingernail could kill an elephant. Her assassination method was simple: seduce a target, get close, and let biology do the rest.
Her wish for the Grail was pure: To touch someone without killing them.
So, when she was summoned, she looked at her new Master with wide, hopeful eyes.
"Master," Serenity whispered, removing her skull mask to reveal a stunningly beautiful face. "Are you... resistant?"
Simp-kun didn't hear the question. He only saw a cute anime girl in a skintight bodysuit.
"MOMMY!" the chat screamed. "SORRY. MOMMY!"
"Don't touch her!" a lore expert warned. "She is literal poison!"
Simp-kun ignored the warnings. He opened his arms. "Come here! Hugs!"
Serenity hesitated. She wanted contact so badly. Maybe this Master was different? Maybe he had poison resistance?
She stepped into his embrace.
Simp-kun hugged her tight. His hands roamed a little lower than was polite (drawing disgusted "Eww" comments from the female viewers in the chat). He took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of her hair.
It smelled like lavender and cyanide.
GURK.
Simp-kun's face turned purple. His eyes bulged. He foamed at the mouth.
Three seconds later, he was dead on the floor.
Serenity looked down at him, her expression crumbling into heartbreak.
"Not again..." she whispered.
The replay ended.
Maverick sat in the void, shaking his head. "He died as he lived. Horny."
[Chat]:
[KekW]: TERMINAL SIMPING.
[Darwin_Award]: He touched the poison girl. He deserved it.
[Justice]: The "wandering hands" got instant karma. I love this game.
[Waifu_Hunter]: Note to self: If I summon Serenity, wear a hazmat suit.
Maverick closed the menu. He took off his VR headset.
The real world rushed back in. His room was dark, illuminated only by the glow of his monitors. He stretched, his back popping loudly.
"Man," Maverick groaned. "What a rush. That felt like... hours."
He squinted at the window. Bright, harsh sunlight was streaming through the blinds.
He checked the clock on his PC. 6:45 AM.
"Holy crap," Maverick muttered. "I pulled an all-nighter."
He hadn't done that in years. He was getting too old for this. His eyes felt like sandpaper, and his body was screaming for caffeine.
Then, he looked at his stream stats.
Viewers: 11,482,901
Maverick's eyes bugged out. He leaned closer to the screen, cleaning his glasses to make sure he wasn't hallucinating.
Eleven. Million.
He was the number one streamer on the platform. Hell, he was probably the number one streamer in the world right now.
The chat was scrolling so fast it was a blur of colors.
[Chat]:
[Wake_Up]: OLD MA! YOU'RE FAMOUS!
[Rich_Guy]:sent 100 Rockets - "Don't sleep! Keep playing!"
[Sleep_Is_For_The_Weak]: Sleep? Only people who don't contribute to society sleep! You're contributing entertainment!
[Concerned_Fan]: Go to bed, old man. You look like a zombie.
[Addict]: ONE MORE GAME! ONE MORE GAME!
Maverick hesitated. His body wanted a pillow. But his brain... his brain was still buzzing with adrenaline. The Holy Grail War was incredible. He wanted to try a different Servant. Maybe summon Gilgamesh? Or Iskandar?
And the money... the donations were pouring in like rain.
Maverick grabbed a can of energy drink from his desk. It was warm, but he cracked it open and chugged it anyway.
"Alright, chat," Maverick rasped, slamming the can down. "You guys are bad influences."
He put the headset back on.
"One more game. Let's go."
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