Watchers of Fate

Humanity in the future progressed much further in terms of technology culture and lifestyle.They achieved things which remained a dream for the individuals in the past who stays forgotten for the world needs not their assistance. As such the world as facet which viewed an ever lasting utopia and the masks the ravages of a distant shadow of war and misery. Children left to own some sold or others butchered in the fantasy of others.

That shows the true face of humanity. War mongers, destroyers slaughters but even then the world seemed not to reject their cause for they, their tales weave of misery in companionship, of sadness in a passing dream, of love to hope of future. Spunning themselves in a cocoon of false dreams and aspirations. So the world accepted them even if it meant that humanity would destroy itself like they did to others races. Faeis,elves,goblins, werewolves were once not phantasmal beings but guardians of protecting the world till their last breath.

The pain ,the misery and the sorrows of loss were supposed to be constant. A constant gnawing pain towards the world but even then he accepted it like her own children he accepted them. It was and should remain the same if not for the variable in the mix.

The god awaits even now at the end of time ravaged and destroyed in its final moments for its saviour to protect it. A feeble wish and an everlasting dream for hope and wonder of what would change for the world and for her while standing still in its last breath.

And as such the world died dissolved in embers trees uprooted by the frontier of humanity not longing keeping itself stable and reaching an ever lasting sleep.

For him all was in vein for the nature of humanity even at legs would never change. A future filled with despair and nothingness.

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For him it was natural as he knew what they were.

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...but even then he prayed the world prayed for their salvation.The salvation of humanity.

As seem spitting a curse of unnatural degree the god finally left the world and slept in eternal peace.

In a distant woods near the town of Bristol :

Bristol was not a town remembered by all for it shows none of the qualities for ideal settlement. It was but a backwater place in the whole of Britain. This remained a place surrounded by many myths as it portrays a mystical forest. Such forest was spoken with great reverence as none who entered came out alive. People going as far speak of the forest as a monster that consumes people in its wake.

Many entered the forest and did not came out alive. Artoria Pendragon today would finally unravel the mystery of the forest and end its horror. For she was the child of Uther the king of britian. Such events were not enough to scare one such as her.

She thought of many things to meet with goblins fairies or even see a mystical dragon in the forest and thought of a conclusion that the adults were simply hiding their existence from her by stating that she was not but a feeble child.

She was determined and such took a decision to enter the place.

"Even if its a dragon i will slay it and earn its renown and show kay that i do not require to work in pig sty's anymore"

She moved in . With every step she took she felt of great distance in the surrounding which her phantasmal dragon blood was warning her off. She finally got scared and decided to return but when she tried

"Huh..."

Fear suddenly engulfed her body

"W-why cannot i pass"

An invisible barrier was blocking her way outside the forest. Alone in the forest with nothing to sustain herself fear crept on to skin. fear of the unknown which filled her entire mind.

But then she quickly masked her emotions for she was a future knight. And sir ector said to not show weakness in such conditions or he would send her to work in the sty's again and god knows she hated the pigs.

For they shit on her legs whenever she passes by.

With hardened resolve she made her way deeper and deeper in the forest. For a moment her phantasmal blood sensed some thing nearby so she followed it as it might provide a clue out of the forest.

She ran and ran until she found herself in a deep clearing which naturally were home to monsters. Something as such would be grounds for worry but what she saw made her gasp.

"What is t...this?"

In the middle of the clearing stood a large tree. A tree so grand that it might encompass her entire hometown but it was strange.

Artoria for the life of her could not view such a grand object from outside of the forest so she thought how did this get here or who on earth planted such an abomination or are the apples edible. Her stomach growled in order to acknowledge her worries.

and like that she made her way towards the centre the more closer she got the more the scenery seemed to change like space itself was contorting to her presence.

But then she stopped for something so unnatural was in front of her

A huge transparent circular gelatinous substance was coiled around on one of its branches. She tried to peer inside the transparent substance to see its content. But what she saw made her gasp

"A human"

Even though she said human her childhood self only perceived such for his presence of a few human like appendages. The boy even at this age had an extraordinary beauty which in artoria's mind would no doubt enchant many in the future was 133 cm tall in a fetus position with greenish blond hair, greyish wolf ears and with a tail .She in awe and admiration of the mysterious entity and unconsciously touched the substance covering the boy the moment she did so the gelatinous substance began to crack.

In a few seconds the the entire thing shattered. Artoria knew at such conditions the boy in weakened state if fallen on ground would sustain grievous damage .

So she ran towards the boy who could god knows be a monster for all she knew.

"Caught ya..."

The moment she caught in in her arms she could not looks away . For the boy was too beautiful. To such extent that even she as a girl felt inadequate front of the boy. Unconsciously she started rubbing the boy's ears .In his sleep the boy started to squirm artoria felt a distinct pleasure from watching the boy in such state. So she continued until he slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at her surprise and asked "Who are you?"