POV Caster of Black (Avicebron)
"Master, Master~" My 'Master' gleefully called out, leading in a cartload of materials with the help of golem. "Is this enough?"
"Those are adequate for this next phase, place them at the side." I told the child as he ushered his own creation forth.
Despite the strange situation I found myself in, this 'Master' of mine turned out to be the most idea of 'students'. I usually hate the praise and admiration, but the genuineness that ca from this boy was surprisingly welcod.
Even if I hated humans, this boy was...bearable.
His pure and inquisitive mind towards Golemmancy was a refreshing distraction from the constant prattling of my 'peers' during this Grail War. For my summoning, I had prepared myself for the disgust of working alongside one of these modern Magi, but the situation turned out to be favorable for .
Speaking of 'peers'. I turned my head towards the door, recognizing the presence coming towards .
"Caster!" Lancer slamd the door open.
I was mildly surprised at the state Lancer found himself in. He clearly was not in good shape, having just gone through a battle and his face was twisted into a barely held back contortion of rage.
"Lancer." I gave a curt greeting. Despite my dislike towards him, manners were proper for soone of my standing. "I suppose there has been so unforeseen circumstances?"
Lancer growled, but I could tell it was not ant towards . "You need to be finished by tonight." He declared.
"Impossible, I'm missing too many resources. I would need two to three more days with the restrictions you placed on ." I calmly replied.
Lancer slamd his fist against the wall. "Darnic already gave his order." Lancer stated, his eyes glowing with anger. "The Homunculi, use them."
"Those inferior creatures?" I scoffed at the re thought of using them as a basis to bring out my Adam.
"All of them." Lancer clarified.
I blinked behind my mask. "All of them?" I muttered at the sheer ridiculousness of the statent. "Why not just give one of those useless Magi?"
"Any not of note had been evacuated before the start of the war." Lancer replied. "The ones that remain are...important."
"Berserker died. Give the Servant's previous master. They would make a better core than any of those abominations."
"He still has uses." Lancer denied my request.
"What uses? He failed. Atleast with he would have use."
"His sister is still the Master of Archer." Lancer shook his head. "And he still possesses his command seals."
Ah, familial relations. How annoyingly understandable.
However, the importance of his Command Seals couldn't be ignored. A wise decision that I could not find fault with then, as much as I wished for a better specin. I briefly glanced over at my own Master...he would make a good core for my Golem.
"How did we suffer so grievously that I'm being given free rein over all our Mana batteries?" What else were the Homunculi good for.
Lancer's expression twisted into a scowl. "Enough that we are betting everything on tonight." Lancer paused. "Saber of Red's Master is.... begrudgingly impressive. We've been forced to move based on every action he's taken. We are sieging Red Faction's base tonight to retrieve the grail."
I had been kept abreast of the going-ons in the war, but I did not dwell on it. This Master, I had heard in a few reports, so interesting tidbits, but it would be all irrelevant once I finished my work.
I did not truly care for the Grail, so I held my tongue. "I see." Was all I said in response. "His actions had disrupted my work and set back by a few hours." If nothing else, I would wish to take my 'pound of flesh' as they say. When the Castle was attacked, my workshop suffered so minor damage as well.
Arguing would do my no good, and I wished to get back to my work. "Quantity can beco a quality of its own." I muttered. "I am given free rein over all the Homunculi?" I questioned.
"We have enough stores of Magical Energy to support our battle tonight. You are given every single one you need. If more resources are required, Darnic stated that he has reserved other materials you may peruse." The Lancer Servant reiterated.
Surprising. They had managed to finagle a ans to use Homunculi as spare batteries through so backward system of Magical draining. It was how the Servants were able to operate at near optimal efficiency regardless of output.
The thought was sowhat amusing. That these things that trespassed upon God's domain, they would beco the foundation that brought Eden to the world.
"Very well, tell the plan so I may prepare properly." My only goal was to bring Adam onto the world and shape it back into the perfect Eden. But I couldn't deny I had the small desire to see it for myself, so I would be open to such dialogue.
***
The ti should be approaching, the other Servants had left long ago to attack the Red Faction.
"Roche." I called out to my Master/student.
"Yes, Master?" He asked earnestly.
"This will be our final eting." I still thought to toss him into the pool that held my beloved creation, yet I restrained. It was Ironic, I despised children, despised Magi, and despised humanity.....yet all three in one presented itself here and I was held by my own whimsy.
Maybe in other circumstances, I would have done so without hesitation, but with all the materials I was given, my Adam was operable without a proper Magus as a core. There were surprisingly a few Homunculi of decent quality that could overco many hurdles in the process of operation.
"Master! I'll watch you win with your Golem! Show them how aweso Golemmancy is." He bead so bright.
How utterly childish.
But, it was an interesting feeling having soone cheer for .
"Caster." Darnic walked into the basent where our workshop resided. "Are your preparations complete?"
If I did not have this mask, perhaps I would be smiling. How easy I was able to have them play into my hand. They did not know my true purpose, and I briefly wondered if they would care at this point. They seed very fixated on 'winning' more than the consequences of how much they were applying towards their attempt at victory
"I am prepared." I nodded towards the Lord of this Castle.
Darnic pulled up his sleeve, revealing another set of Command Seals, of which I knew from whom they ca from.
Admittedly, Command Seals were elegant pieces of Magecraft. Outside of my specialty and usual care, I could not deny their beautiful creation.
Darnic held his arm up. "By the power of these three Command Seals." He declared as the extra pair were activated and shined bright. "Lancer, beco an anchor and open a path in space and ti!"
From what I understood of the situation so far, the Fortress that they were fighting in was its own miniature world, created from sothing originating from the Age of Gods. If the Fortress in question hadn't suffered such damage, I do not know if this plan would have worked even with so many Command Seals being used to support the operation.
"Roche." I called out to my Master. "Begin."
"Yes, Master." He nodded, holding his own arm up. "By the Power of these two Command Seals – Caster, overturn ti and space and bring your Golem to Lancer!"
Three Command Seals to create a Bridge, and two more to border True Magic and teleport with my Noble Phantasm over.
My vision was overco with a cornucopia of color, the instantaneous movent through the World-line that was the Domain of the Kaleidoscope.
How humorous that the magic we emulated was sothing controlled by one of the Masters present. I opened my eyes and the world around changed, the strange phenonon did not take off guard as I was told of what to expect.
I felt prideful as I stood on the shoulder of my Golem.
I was not one for theatrics, but this particular case was the exception among exceptions.
"Behold my greatest creation!" I declared for all to see. "Golem Keter Malkuth – Welco my Adam into the World!"
As if wanting to announce himself, my Adam roared towards all that could hear.
Imdiately, just as planned, my Adam shifted.
It grew.
Its fifteen ter body doubled into thirty ters.
"What the hell!?" The voice of the Master, the person everyone had been so cautious of rang out among the others.
"Wonderful!" Lancer laughed with glee at the turn of events. "Caster, destroy them!"
Hmph, dare to order and my Adam? I guess your usefulness has yet to run its course. Our goals were aligned for now and nothing else.
"Adam!" I waived my hand out, ordering the recreation of the Primordial Human.
Responding to my command, the Golem raised its mighty fist and smashed it towards the Master.
"Boost, Boost, Boost!" The words did not quite register as the Master's presence seed to skyrocket once again.
Adam's fist swung down and to my utter shock, it was stopped in place. "What...?" I questioned.
"Adam, is that what you called this?" The Master laughed. "This is very ironic and I don't feel like explaining why." Adam's body stiffened as he began to be pushed back, his legs trembled at a shout of effort from the Master and Adam stumbled back in a show of sheer strength.
"Impossible!" I shouted.
My Adam steadied himself, sweeping his massive arm towards the man clad in a red armor.
"Dragon Shot!" His palm opened up, discharging an accumulation of power at the arm coming at him, utterly destroying it.
Adam's hand was disintegrated.
"Hmm, using Draconic Power as the basis instead of that oppai idiot's idea." The Armored Master muttered, but I ignored his ramblings. "Not bad."
"You think you've won!?" I mocked his arrogant attitude. "Behold Adam's greatness." I declared as Adam stood up fully, even with part of his hand missing.
At a visible speed, Its hand was regrown as if it was never destroyed.
"Adam" I cackled, ordering it again.
Its mouth opened and he roared towards the insect below. It's voice more than just a shout of anger, it carried magical properties that vibrated the very air.
The ground was torn apart, the Master dodging like the pathetic creature he is. It didn't matter, Adam turned his head, following along as the landscape was reduced to nothingness.
***
POV Wilhelm.
I shot in the opposite direction of this things shout, its sonic attack did catch by surprise. Not to ntion the strength behind it. It grew then its aura seemingly multipled at the increased size.
And that regeneration speed was impressive.
I glanced at the ground, each step the golem took, life began springing up. Foliage, flower, and plants of all manner imdiately blood where it passed by the ground, even in this fake world.
"The hell?" I muttered.
"Caster, Control your Golem!" Lancer shouted in annoyance, having to dodge too, which I held back a chuckle at.
"OI, YOU BASTARD!" Mordred familiar voice reached my ears as her Red Lightning slamd into the things back. "I almost had that Pink Haired ass and you suddenly shoot this shit at ! Die!" Her Lightning burst out in all directions, Clarent pushing into its body.
"Begone, annoyance!" Caster swiped his hand, and the Golem's body distorted, pushing Mordred out.
"Tsk." She clicked her tongue, sliding down next to , but she managed to stop the Golem's annoying rampage.
It was annoying if nothing else.
She gave a once over. "Nice armor."
"[Thanks.]" Ddraig said happily.
"...A dragon just thanked ." Mordred muttered. "Shelving that for later."
"Yeah, should probably focus on that Golem." I continued to look at the ground where it stepped until realization dawned on . "Fucking hell, it's rewriting the Texture of the World."
"What?" Mordred turned to in confusion.
"So you noticed." Caster seed proud. "My Adam will turn the entire world back into Eden!" laughed.
"Caster's a loon, I am thoroughly surprised." The sarcasm dripping from her mouth.
"Caster, stop your nonsense." Lancer growled towards his teammate. "Destroy these fools and we will secure the Grail."
"I never cared for the Grail." Caster scoffed. "This was my purpose, my dream. My Adam will finally turn this wretched world into God's Paradise."
"You ungrateful cur!" Lancer hissed, summoning up Stakes and shooting them towards the Golem.
"Pitiful." Caster countered as the Golem opened its mouth again, making Lancer bolt to cover. "Hmph, as expected. Flee, cower, hide in your holes. Those unworthy will face his judgent in the end anyways."
"Alright, that's enough." I summoned my swords around . Whatever this thing was doing, it needed to be destroyed. If left unchecked, who knew how it would alter the world if taken outside.
"Arrogant child." Caster now turned towards , his monster also baring down in my direction. "A dragon you may be, but you are nothing compared to my Adam. Destroy his body, destroy , it does not matter. My Adam will stand back up and continue on regardless."
That's.....annoying actually.
I couldn't help but laugh again. "The irony just keeps piling up. I guess it's sothing of fate that I'm the one who is going to destroy your Adam." My Sword of Destruction hovered infront of , my Aura flared, feeding into it as my Power of Destruction erupted all around the blade.
It shot off towards the Golem, impaling it in the chest as the destructive power lashed out in all directions. Like lightning, it crackled, jutting out and lashing at anything it could, taking chunks out of the Golem's chest.
"What.....? No. It doesn't matter." Caster seed unperturbed. "Your tricks are just that. In the face of Adam's invincibility, your efforts are aningless." He ordered the creature to attack again, its massive fist slamming into the ground and sundering the earth.
Mordred was forced to retreat a little bit, lest she get caught up. "Hey, bastard, want to use my Noble Phantasm? Your sword, whatever its doing, isn't really doing much." Mordred called out.
Yeah, this thing was regenerating at a very impressive fate. My Power of Destruction was destroying the parts it was connected it, but more growths just burst out to take its place.
So kind of conceptual immortality perhaps?
"Just watch." I smiled towards my 'son'. "Boost, Boost, Boost." I pulled on Ddraig's power a few more tis, and my legs began to tremble as my body was forced to cope with the absurd increase. I was pushing beyond the limits I could handle, but I wasn't going to truly fight this way.
Being in Balance Breaker, it made using Ddraig's abilities much easier. When in just Gauntlet form, this was magnitudes harder to use.
I held up my hand, aiming at my Power of Destruction that was being discharged from my Sword. "Transfer"
All the boosts I accumulated burst out onto the destructive force. The Golem was suddenly hidden by a tidal wave of my power – my bloodline enveloped the majority of its body.
"AHHHHH." Caster let out a scream as even he was caught in the attack.
The Transfer ability, it isn't only limited to transferring boosts to other 'people'. It can transfer my Boosts to anything, including concepts. While in Balance Breaker, it just made it much – much easier to do with Ddraig's added 'presence' around .
The Golem began to disintegrate from the chest outward, it's pieces dropping to the ground and dispersing into nothingness.
Even Caster's body began to break down and was devoured by my Power of Destruction.
"W-what is this malevolent power!?" Caster cried out, falling on his knees and watching his supposed greatest work be turned to ash.
I calmly walked up to him, my Sword of Destruction flying into my hand. "You wanted to bring your 'Adam' into the world? I guess it was only natural that a Devil stopped you." I said quietly, just for him to hear before swinging my sword through his neck.
His body collapsed and dissipated back into world.
***
Caster is down, and MC shows off Ddraig's abilities a bit.
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