Piece

Blood, everything was tainted with the color of blood. 

The earth, the sky, and sea of corpses littered everywhere, as she saw a man with a great sword and shield tread upon them. With his hood and skull mask to cover his feature, everytime he moved, heads falling from the sky, and each of the heads had the look of horror plastered upon their face. 

"It hast come." 

Now she saw the man surrounded by eighteen figures, which dressed just like him, but all of these figures knelt down to the ground and said in reverence. 

""We shalt serve the light 

Moveth in dark 

For the lord shalt beeth with us."" 

Eighteen voices sounded in tandem in the underground temple. They swear their oaths, as the man in the middle nodded slightly, and placed the back of his blade to their shoulders one by one. 

"What right did you have to judge me?!!" 

This time, the man was standing in the throne hall. In front him was the ruler of the nation, one of venerated lineage, as that ruler smashed his golden cup to the ground and spilled the wine inside. 

"Thy ignorance." 

One sentence to execute his opponents and targets alike. And before she knew it, he moved like a shadow, severing every head that he could see, fighting off the armies by himself. 

"For the lord shalt beest with me."  

His voice unwavered and his faith resolute. With his will, he created a dynasty. 

Opening her eyes slightly, the young girl mumbled as soon as she awoke. 

"Assassin..." 

**** 

Hostile eyes scanned across the city, identity concealed from those who dare to penetrate it. Heavy sounds of wings flapping against the air were the only thing noticeable for anyone possessing a keen sense, though that too was for naught as soon as she disappeared in the speed of light.

Immediately, in a familiar barren land that was gazed upon by the bright, full moon, Ruler landed towards the ground with utter grace. She was silent for a moment, staring into the sky with dull irises. Clouds continued to drift apart, and the breeze continued to sway, and yet...

There weren't anymore Gods that roam the Earth, all except for her.

Slowly, she raised her hands and felt all the mana contained within that area. After so many millennia, humanity had already broken its ties with the Gods of Olden. Just from knowing so, it left a bitter taste upon Ruler's palate.

What could they do to defend themselves?

What could they do to have themselves guided?

Her power enabled her to identify all crimes that made up the world, from a simple attempt of thievery, to merciless outcomes of massacre. Compared to the Olden Days, it was much worse and dismaying, she wondered just how humanity had survived the years without ceasing completely.

However, then again, their excessive populace was another of their sins. Oh, how humanity had gone far from the virtues of heaven. Their stupidity and ignorance had led them up to this point, and it repulsed her furthermore.

It has to end. 

Feeling the currents of raw mana that replenished the Earth, she quickly determined all the participants of the war. Each was unique of their kind, and each was bound by a peculiar nature of its own. Her eyes narrowed upon feeling the presence of a certain, powerful Servant. However, she remained unfazed about his identity.

"--For I am Rhamnousia, Deity of Equilibrium and Retribution. Those who oppose me, oppose the great will of the Holy Grail. And as such, I shall put those who have forgotten their origins back to their place..."

In the end, she'll just have to make use of another foreboding force, one that could even go against inevitable death. But since it is only the beginning, for now, she will have to see how the war will proceed forward. And when the right time comes...

"Their punishment is inevitable."

...The Grail will be satiated of its hunger. 

****

"You are eating a lot" 

A voice sounded inside his head as the man munching on his food with gusto. 

"Can't be helped, I'm a foodie." Answered the man in black clothes as he grabbed a big cup of water to ease his thirst.

"For the taste huh? As your body is that of a servant, you won't need food." 

"Yep~" Replied the man to the voice inside his head,  "Do not sweat it, Theseus. We need to take a break too~" 

"A break is it?" Said Theseus playfully as he continued, "Then I shall have fun myself as well." 

Soon, Theseus moved his spiritual body into the restaurant restroom and materialized inside. Walking out, Theseus wore an expensive suit attire and directed his gaze towards a cute, petite waitress, that had her hair in a ponytail and in the middle to serve the customer food with a tray on her hand. 

Squinting his eyes, he willed some water from his Master's cup to fly to the ground where the waitress would step on it. 

'Freeze.' 

Freezing the water, the waitress slipped on it and would fall to the ground with her tray. Moving at unnatural speed, Theseus took hold of her tray and the food inside perfectly as his hand grabbed the waitress waist. 

Pulling the waitress closer to his face, Theseus gazed at the woman lovingly, as if a man had found his long lost lover, and gave her his best charming smile, "Be careful." 

Seeing his handsome face and smile, the waitress blushed and said, "Um.. T-Thank you." 

Still holding her waist, Theseus gave the waitress her tray as he said gently, "Please, allow me to escort such a beautiful lady like you. I see you have hurt your hand when you almost fall back then." 

"T-Thank you, but I.." Wanted to say that she's completely fine, Theseus's hand slowly moved downwards and pulled her closer to his embrace. 

Her face became redder as she noticed the silent sign, she nodded slightly as she let herself guided by Theseus to the staff room. On his way, Theseus turned his face and winked at Reynold, while moving his lips without any voice coming out,  "See you later, master." 

Watching all that happened, Reynold clicked his tongue as his eyes stared at Theseus back disapprovingly. 

"Tsk, what a playboy."