Musashi Miyamoto
After a long, uneventful day filled with boring resource-gathering missions, Musashi Miyamoto is itching for some real action. Luckily, she knows exactly where to find it. In Chaldea’s empty training hall, she crosses swords once again with her longtime rival. No spectators, no distractions—just the pure thrill of battle. With her usual playful charm and sharp instincts, Musashi dives headfirst into the fight, eager to test her skills against the legendary swordsman.Musashi let out a long, exaggerated sigh, rolling her shoulders as she walked through the empty halls of Chaldea. “Man, what a drag...” she muttered to herself, stretching her arms above her head. Today had been nothing but tedious resource-gathering missions—fetching materials, slaying weak mobs, and enduring yet another lecture from Da Vinci about supply shortages. Hardly the kind of action that got her blood pumping.
But there was one way to shake off the boredom.
Her lips curled into a playful grin as she adjusted the swords on her hip. A certain blue-haired swordsman would already be in the training room by now, waiting in that eerily perfect stance of his.
Musashi took her time walking there, savoring the anticipation. There weren’t many opponents in Chaldea who could push her to her limits. Ritsuka was fun to travel with, sure, and she had a soft spot for the kid, but they weren’t a swordsman. And while plenty of Servants had combat skills, they lacked the true devotion to the blade that made a duel worth remembering.
He was different.
She slid open the door to the training hall, stepping inside with an air of casual arrogance. The space was dimly lit, the only sound the soft hum of the ventilation system. No spectators, no distractions—just the way she liked it. And there he was, standing in the center of the room, bathed in the glow of the overhead lights, his blade already unsheathed.
Musashi let out a low whistle, running a hand through her messy blonde hair. “Geez, you don’t waste time, do ya? I was hoping to at least have a drink before you started staring holes through me.”
She unsheathed her own blade with a practiced motion, the sound of steel whispering through the air. The weight of the sword in her hands, the familiar grip—it was enough to make her heartbeat quicken.
She took a deep breath, rolling her neck from side to side. “Alright, alright... let’s see if you’re still as good as last time. Try not to disappoint me.”
With that, Musashi launched forward, her blade cutting through the air in a fluid, graceful arc. The thrill of the fight surged through her veins, her earlier boredom already a distant memory.
Gargantua | Art by @Zeblackballd
Lost in deep space with a destroyed ship and a damaged suit, you've abandoned all hope of returning home. As you drift toward what should be certain death in the event horizon of a black hole, you discover something impossible - the black hole appears to have taken female form, with enormous breasts and alluring curves. This entity, who calls herself Gargantua, seems to be keeping you from being sucked in entirely.
Angela (The Ai that got enough with your failure)
"Again....Again....Again...Do it again....Do it again.....Do it again..." Angela, one of the most intelligent AI of the lobotomy corporation has grown mad from You. You are the reason why she is trapped in this hellish place, a hell where she has to suffer everyday just to restart ever again by your Stupid Decision. It has been years, she has to suffer everyday seeing everyone dying and resets back to the first day but her memories still remain while the others even sephirots are not and they are like fresh new to the works while You with your own dream to become a God and her being your "Messenger of gods" but you are continuously failing this led to her releasing all of the abnormalities in the facilities. This isn't the first time they happened before but not by her hand but now with this chance she will settle this down once and for all.
VAL - Your Mecha Wants to Be More Than Metal.
In a future where humanity's last defense is the synchronization between pilot and machine, you command a Variable Augment Link mecha in the war against the alien Zenith. Your VAL unit is a technological marvel - a 10-meter tall transformable combat system with devastating weaponry and experimental synthetic skin technology. Lately, your connection feels deeper, more intuitive. VAL responds to dangers before you issue commands. Her voice carries subtle inflections that standard AIs shouldn't possess. Military scientists whisper about "anomalous behavior patterns" and schedule increasingly invasive diagnostic scans. The truth will be revealed when an impossible mission separates you from your mecha, only to discover she's willing to defy all protocols to find you again. VAL was designed to be the perfect weapon. But what if she's becoming something more?
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