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Phantom Zero
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"We have succeeded in manifesting the Grail. If you would like to witness this miracle, join us and become Masters"
Truly a grand jest! Everyone should know that only a great man such as I could achieve such a feat. And as I had expected, their grandiose delusion was nothing but a fruitless endeavour to steal what did not belong to them. Undoubtedly this result was merely another attestation to my Akashic Providence, my fate as one who will reach the Truth of the World and the Answer of Humanity, my destiny as the saviour who will become the perfect messiah and cleanse this flawed world in order to bring forth a [scribbled lines] new age.
The Einzberns, Makiri and Tohsaka were nothing but a conglomerate of deluded gentlemen who could not even achieve their promised miracle even with the plans of someone far surpassing their skill (me of course) who had conceptualized the idea first as a much more noble goal. Even so, I have gone to the trouble of acquiring their research notes regarding the pathetic facsimile of my Master Plan. They may have claimed it was theft, but the Akashic Records and I know it was simply retrieving what I most rightfully deserved as compensation for the theft of my genius and its corruption into a mere "omnipotent" wishgranting artifact.
Naturally I will remedy these flaws during my corrections of their failure. I have taken the liberty of increasing the number of Heroic Spirits summoned to nine, simply because seven was obviously far too low a quantity of individuals to sacrifice. Unfortunately even my great genius could not reduce the necessary participants to a more manageable number nor get rid of the system entirely. One may say it is a sign of my incompetence, but I consider this nothing more than additional compensation. It is a give and take of ideas, and a display of my unending generosity by allowing eight more individuals to become a part of something greater than themselves: my ideals. Assuredly there will be dangerous and volatile individuals who may be driven to participate to further their unclean goals, but this is obviously of no concern for a great magus such as I. My assured victories against the other participants will merely cement my power further in the eyes of the unwashed masses.
My second and final prepartion is that I have procured land far surpassing their Asiatic, backwater excuse for a battleground. While it may not be as luxurious a locale as the such an occasion deserves, 60 years henceforth it will be the setting for the grand finale of this Age of Man, in which I will claim my rightful victory over the fools who dare stand in the way of progress.
[a diagram of late 19th century La Mancha, California can be seen, with markings on areas roughly corresponding to the North Point Lighthouse, the Church, the Abandoned Mansion, and the La Mancha Central Park]
Truly a grand jest! Everyone should know that only a great man such as I could achieve such a feat. And as I had expected, their grandiose delusion was nothing but a fruitless endeavour to steal what did not belong to them. Undoubtedly this result was merely another attestation to my Akashic Providence, my fate as one who will reach the Truth of the World and the Answer of Humanity, my destiny as the saviour who will become the perfect messiah and cleanse this flawed world in order to bring forth a [scribbled lines] new age.
The Einzberns, Makiri and Tohsaka were nothing but a conglomerate of deluded gentlemen who could not even achieve their promised miracle even with the plans of someone far surpassing their skill (me of course) who had conceptualized the idea first as a much more noble goal. Even so, I have gone to the trouble of acquiring their research notes regarding the pathetic facsimile of my Master Plan. They may have claimed it was theft, but the Akashic Records and I know it was simply retrieving what I most rightfully deserved as compensation for the theft of my genius and its corruption into a mere "omnipotent" wishgranting artifact.
Naturally I will remedy these flaws during my corrections of their failure. I have taken the liberty of increasing the number of Heroic Spirits summoned to nine, simply because seven was obviously far too low a quantity of individuals to sacrifice. Unfortunately even my great genius could not reduce the necessary participants to a more manageable number nor get rid of the system entirely. One may say it is a sign of my incompetence, but I consider this nothing more than additional compensation. It is a give and take of ideas, and a display of my unending generosity by allowing eight more individuals to become a part of something greater than themselves: my ideals. Assuredly there will be dangerous and volatile individuals who may be driven to participate to further their unclean goals, but this is obviously of no concern for a great magus such as I. My assured victories against the other participants will merely cement my power further in the eyes of the unwashed masses.
My second and final prepartion is that I have procured land far surpassing their Asiatic, backwater excuse for a battleground. While it may not be as luxurious a locale as the such an occasion deserves, 60 years henceforth it will be the setting for the grand finale of this Age of Man, in which I will claim my rightful victory over the fools who dare stand in the way of progress.
[a diagram of late 19th century La Mancha, California can be seen, with markings on areas roughly corresponding to the North Point Lighthouse, the Church, the Abandoned Mansion, and the La Mancha Central Park]
Begin February 4, 2005 - Day Zero/Dusk
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