Chara opened his eyes, the mechanical, cold clarity of his Sequence 8 brain immediately categorizing the sensory inputs: the weight of Jack curled against his ribs, the dense, protective pressure of Tiamat's cloak on his right, and Mysterious Heroine X still rigidly asleep at the foot of the bed, her fingers locked around Secretcalibur like a vice.
Beside his vision, the text regarding his dream remained clear.
[Skill Learned: Madness Inducement (A)]
Description: Derived from the song of the shadow projection within the Sea of Life and Hatred. When Chara allows his internal energy to fluctuate or when he speaks with intent, low-sequence Beyonders or ordinary humans within a short radius must pass a mental fortitude check or experience temporary auditory hallucinations, paranoia, and severe cognitive degradation.
Chara looked up at the ceiling and pursed his lips, that creature looked like a future mythical creature form and he felt like HATE could cause a lot of problems for him. If he lost control at sequence four, it could really be bad.
Even if it was a custom sequence, the risk of losing control was there, the true nature of Tiamat itself was that of an uncontrollable maddening beast that wishes to revert all humans back into her sea of life.
And besides, he was quite content with his future form.
[....The host should realise that the outer gods of this world are more terrifying than creatures like Tiamat and you currently have a connection to the high conceptual multiverse of Fate, there are countless famous outer gods in that world that could form an interest in you.]
And that was a bit of a problem.
Chara let out a long, silent breath, careful not to disturb the sleeping assassin curled against his ribs.
The system's warning wasn't just flavor text. In the Lord of the Mysteries universe, the cosmos wasn't just empty space—it was a teeming, predatory ocean of malicious intent. The Outer Deities like the High-Dimensional Overseer, the Monarch of Decay, or the Goddess of Depravity were constantly clawing at the planet's barrier.
And if his existence was broadcasting a signal to the conceptual multiverse of Fate? He might as well be lighting a massive neon flare in the middle of a pitch-black abyss.
Entities like Yog-Sothoth, Nyarlathotep, or Abigail Williams' foreign manifestations could easily peek through the cracks.
"One problem at a time," Chara thought, his gaze drifting to the ceiling. "Right now, I'm a Sequence 8 in Backlund. If I don't digest this potion, the Outer Gods won't even get a chance to eat me—the local Nighthawks or the Rose School of Thought will do it first."
He gently slid out from under the blankets, replacing his body with a rolled-up pillow. Jack stirred for a microsecond, her nose twitching as she sniffed the lack of his specific "salt and ocean" scent, but she quickly curled around the pillow, satisfied by the residual warmth. At the foot of the bed, MHX didn't even blink, though her grip on Secretcalibur tightened by a fraction of a millimeter.
Chara went to the living room and sat on the arm chair. It was time to think what his stand is exactly within this world, now having some significant defenses against high tier beyonders, he could look forward to far more grand plans.
For example, creating a society filled only by heroic spirits and high tier beyonders and he also wondered if he could obtain valuable craft essences to do some big plans.
Also, speaking of obtaining things, he could get new servanrs since he has reached a new Sequence. It was time to spend some saint quartz.
[Current Saint Quartz Balance: 30 SQ]
[Available Pulls: 10-Roll Summoning Available]
[Current Luck Stat: E (Rank: Beast) — Note: "Determination" and the newly formed "Sephirot Fragment" may create an unpredictable conceptual pull.]
Chara stared at the interface, his thumb hovering over the virtual button. The System had explicitly noted that due to his current sequence restriction, he could only manifest one additional Servant into physical reality at this stage. Any other high-tier pulls from the 10-roll would likely manifest as Craft Essences, weapons, or spiritual blueprints he could analyze with Structural Analysis (B).
"An entire society of Heroic Spirits and Beyonders," Chara mused, his crimson eyes reflecting the blue screen. "An independent faction that answer to no Church and fear no Outer Deities. To do that, I need specialized talent. I don't just need muscle; I need a foundation."
If he pulled a Caster well-versed in Item Creation or a Ruler capable of organizing structure, his acting progress for Genesis Cell (Cultivate) would skyrocket. He didn't just need to create biological life; he needed to cultivate an order.
He tapped the screen.
Three brilliant, multi-colored rings of light materialized in the center of the living room, spinning with dizzying speed.
The first nine cards flared into existence as glowing, metallic rectangles, hovering in the air before settling into his system inventory.
[Summoning Results — Craft Essences & Items:]
Formal Craft (4★ Craft Essence) — Enhances Arts/Mana flow optimization by 15%.
Gandr (3★ Craft Essence) — Provides the conceptual blueprint for a high-speed curse projectile.
Black Black Void (4★ Craft Essence) — A dense concept of gravity and darkness.
Void Dust x5 — Physical magical material.
Dragon's Fang x3 — Transmuted material.
Gem of Assassin x2 — Concentrated spiritual mana.
Projection (3★ Craft Essence) — Enhances structural projection stability.
Steel Training (4★ Craft Essence) — Grants a permanent +10% physical defense blueprint.
Ryuudou Temple (3★ Craft Essence) — Provides a blueprint for boundary-layer defense.
Chara's Structural Analysis (B) immediately kicked in, cataloging the Craft Essences not as passive cards, but as tangible, geometric schematics. With Formal Craft and Projection, his ability to physically manifest these concepts using his own mana was now heavily optimized. He could literally construct a localized mystic boundary using the Ryuudou Temple blueprint to turn 22 Ironwood Avenue into an absolute fortress.
But then, the final card began to spin.
It wasn't silver turning to gold. It was a dark, heavy gold that seemed to bleed a faint, crimson mist around the edges.
The card flipped.
The illustration depicted an elegant, pale-haired woman dressed in a magnificent, tattered black dress, holding a dark flag emblazoned with a dragon crest. Her eyes were an intense, mocking gold, burning with a fire that had consumed entire kingdoms.
[You have Summoned: Jeanne d'Arc (Alter)]
[Class: Avenger]
[Alignment: Chaotic Evil]
[Attribute: Human]
The rings of light collapsed into a pillar of dark, roaring violet flames that hissed against the ceiling. The temperature in the living room spiked instantly, the smell of coal smoke replaced by the suffocating, terrifying stench of burning wood and scorched earth.
From the embers, a tall, imposing figure stepped out. She wore dark, interlocking armor, her short, slate-white hair framing a pale face twisted into a look of profound irritation. She held her black flag loosely in one hand, while her other rested on the hilt of a dark, ornate broadsword.
She looked around the Victorian apartment, her gaze lingering on the gas lamps, the faded wallpaper, and finally landing on Chara sitting in the armchair.
She scoffed, a sharp, cynical sound.
"An Avenger? In a place that smells this pathetic?" Jeanne Alter tilted her chin, her golden eyes boring directly into Chara's crimson ones. "Are you the Master who dragged me out of the fire? Tell me, do you actually have a worthwhile hatred to feed me, or am they just wasting my time in this soot-covered dump?"
Before Chara could answer, the bedroom door clicked open.
Mysterious Heroine X stepped out, her Secretcalibur already half-drawn, her eyes wide under her cap as she locked onto the dark knight.
"Saber-face signature detected," X said, her voice dropping into an absolute, icy vacuum. "Worse... it's a corrupted, edgy Saber-variant. Master, step back. Light-speed tactical disassembly is now mandatory."
Jeanne Alter's eyes narrowed, a malicious, fiery grin spreading across her face as she hoisted her flag. "Huh? A tracksuit-wearing brat? You want to talk about disassembly? How about I burn you down to ashes first!"
Chara's lips twitched, he actually wished to obtain the black grail than this servant, she was very unpredictable and really terrifying....but atleast she isn't a berserker.
[Ding?! Character Profile Updated]
[Heroic Spirit: Jeanne d'Arc (Alter)]
Class: Avenger
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Attribute: Human
[Parameters:]
Strength: A
Endurance: C
Agility: A
Magic: A+
Luck: E
Noble Phantasm: A+
[Class Skills:]
Avenger (B): Represents the state of an Avenger, an existence that gathers human hatreds and grudges. It is easier to build up Mana and NP gauge when taking damage.
Oblivion Correction (A): People are creatures that forget many things, but an Avenger never forgets. The effect of critical strikes is increased.
Self-Replenishment (Mana) (A+): A state where magical energy endlessly surges until revenge is accomplished. Recovers a small amount of magical energy at regular intervals.
[Personal Skills:]
Self-Modification (EX): Reconfigures one's own basic statistics due to the wish of a Holy Grail. The rank of standard parameters is boosted, allowing for unpredictable combat potential.
Dragon Witch (EX): Possesses the ability to command dragons, both those with a demonic origin and those with a holy origin. Provides a charisma-like effect that massively boosts the attack power of demonic allies and self. In the LOTM world, this includes monsters and creatures deemed "demonic" or "monstrous" by local standards.
Ephemeral Dream (A): Born as a dream, a conceptual existence created by the Holy Grail. While powerful, this status makes her fundamentally fragile against attacks that target her metaphysical existence.
[Noble Phantasm:]
La Grondement Du Haine (Roar of Hatred): Rank A+ (Anti-Army).
The tattered flag held in her hand. Upon activation, it absorbs all energy—both friendly and hostile—within the vicinity and converts it into a massive, concentrated wave of magical power. If activated alongside her Dragon Witch skill, the fire takes on the attributes of a demonic dragon's breath, capable of consuming anything that is considered 'creation' itself.
Special Property (LOTM World): As an existence composed purely of conceptual hatred and flames, standard physical attacks from Mid-Sequence Beyonders (7-5) are entirely ineffective. However, she is highly susceptible to purification-type attacks from the Sun and Evernight pathways. Her chaotic nature also causes minor interference with Divination attempts.
Chara looked at Jalter and sighed before he rubbed his temple. Indeed, she was not a Berserker but she might as well be one. The air in the apartment, already strained by the presence of a Primordial Mother and two conflicting Assassins, now felt like it was moments away from igniting.
"X, standby. That is not an enemy... well, not completely." Chara commanded.
MHX grumbled, her gaze not moving from Jalter's flag, but she reluctantly slid Secretcalibur back into its cloth sheath. "Acknowledged, Master. But the conceptual proximity to 'Saber' is over 95%. Monitoring threat levels indefinitely."
Jalter scoffed again, the violet flames crackling around her flag's staff dampening, but not disappearing.
"Monitoring? You look like you're tracking a piece of meat you want to dissect, tracksuit brat." She turned back to Chara, looking him up and down. "So, you can actually exert some authority over these things. Fine. My contract is sealed. Tell me, Master... who or what am I burning first in this pathetic world?"
Her gaze drifted past X towards the hallway where a very distinct, heavy atmosphere emanated from the bedroom. Tiamat hadn't woken up yet, but Jalter's highly sensitive magical senses picked up on the presence in the room—an infinite, suffocating existence that was older than history itself.
She frowned and ignored it. This master seems to have more power behind him.
Chara hummed, obtaining Jalter wasn't on his list and he didn't need any firepower but seeing as he still did get her, it was also not bad. He now has a hunting dog if he wanted to retrieve or interrogate a mid level beyonder.
[You have gained a quest.]
The System's blue text hung in the air, but the implications were so severe that even Chara's cold, logical Genesis Cell brain needed a moment to process them. A physical bead of sweat rolled down his neck.
[Quest Triggered: The Whore of Babylon]
[Objective: Prevent the conceptual manifestation of Beast VI/VI (666) within the Loen Kingdom within 30 days.]
[Context: The conceptual interference from the Fate multiversal grid has interacted with the accumulated sins of Backlund's underworld and the presence of the Primordial Mother. A vessel is being prepared to receive the conceptual crown of the Beast. If successful, Beast VI will descend as a physical calamity.]
[Rewards: 100x Saint Quartz, 2x Potion of the Sequence 7:Mother Of Babalon (Mutated from sequence 7 pathway of the monster pathway), Unlocks Hero Enhancement & Palingenesis.]
[Failure Condition: The Loen Kingdom is eradicated; the Barrier around the planet is significantly weakened, accelerating the invasion of the Outer Deities.]
Beast VI. The Beast of 666. The Whore of Babylon. The ultimate manifestation of human sin, lust, and decadence.
No.
What Kind of Bullfuckery is this?
This was definitely an unreasonable development.
....
A/N:Welp, It is time Chara collided with the Protagonist of the novel, something may happen, who knows, well I do but I wonder if Klein knows about Fate and Undertale....