Silence reigned in the room, before a single comment lit the entire gunpowder keg:
[IMIronMan: So, you fought them...?]
"Yep. Me and the Multiversal Marauders (or Marauders of the Multiverse), created a final alliance of sorts, rallying as many men as possible to stop the resurgence of Dread Titania and the fallen Yeren. Though the journey was...brutal, we managed to successfully stop Her resurrection..."
Though hE did not say it, everyone could feel a depressing atmosphere emanating from him, the deep sadness making even the staunchest of Space Marines shed a drop of tear. In spite of the burning sense of curiosity deep within them, nobody wanted to bring up what exactly happened back then...
Nobody wanted to rip open the band-aids that were woven on this sorrowful tale
"Alright everyone, that's all about the Yeren. Now, we gotta hunt them, otherwise this clusterfuck will happen all over again. Roboute, help me triangulate the possible locations that they could set up their dread rituals. Himiko, help me locate where they could possibly go. And Stelle... well, you could just be the official mascot of the team for now..."
Ignoring the pouting raccoon, Shinji and the rest quickly began their work, trying to find out where the Children of the Night were hiding. But that was not what terrified him...
Damn it, if they have Wormwood, we can have a possible CK-Class Restructuring Scenario!
Brooding over the possible ramifications of what they could do, Shinji's mind returned to the ongoing Holy Grail War...
Sakura, Rin, Shirou...
I hope you don't meet them...
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Sitting beside Archer was Rin, who was busy lending her magic power to help him reconnect his arm back to his body. Saber, on the other hand, was too busy vacuuming through her 8th bowl of rice, hungry after that intense battle (and escaping from those psychos - both Caster and Bigfoot!). But it was the guests who had spiked the Masters' interest and guard:
A futuristic Space Knight, wielding a crackling bronze pole-axe and a gigantic shield the size of a medium-sized door, having a comically short Fae sitting on top of his shoulder, her tiny ears twitching as she ate a salmon onigiri
Yes, you heard me right, a long-lost Goblin (and a previously unknown gendered Knight, which, to be honest, he does look handsome, much to EMIYA's disappointment)
As the little shortstack continued munching through her onigiri, she caught sight of the confused trio looking at her. Waving a hand, she slid down the handsome man's (prince would be more appropriate, if you know, you know...), before doing a small flip while landing on her feet. "Alright then, let Pollyweather 'Habetrot' Asgellog (but please call me Habetrot, Pollyweather's too cringe...) tell you what we came here for. You know those big, furry monsters? Yeah, we came to hunt them. Why? Well, because they're very, very, very dangerous. Ah~ah~ah~, I can't say more, otherwise it would invoke some rather...scary monsters..."
Rin dropped her finger, scared shitless. She didn't know why, but as soon as the short Goblin called Habetrot said the last line, she could feel the room getting darker, colder...
"So, how do we find them? I mean, Bigfoot, or should I say...
SCP-1000..."
Habetrot became silent, before squinting her eyes. "Oh, so you do know them..."
Shrugging his shoulders, Archer couldn't help but quip. "Eh, it's pretty common on the internet. You should all look at the creepypasta 'SCP Foundation', it's all there anyway. But to think they actually exist..."
Knock, knock, knock...
They all turned to each other, looking wary. Only after getting a nod from Gadriel did Sakura tentatively reach the door handle, opening it. What she saw next shook her to her very soul:
Crawling on the ground, Souichiro Kozuki could be seen dragging his upper body towards the house, expression filled with panic
"HELP ME! SABER KILLED MEDEA WITH A GIANT LIZARD!!!"