In another timeline, in another world Chaldea stood alone as a bastion for humanity, a last hope for the world after it was incinerated, and even furthermore after mankind was erased. A valiant master stood nearly alone against incomprehensible forces, with only a few chosen servants at his side. There is a story that tells of its fate, unwinding as we speak. It is a tale of virtue and sacrifice, of darkness and overcoming despair.
This Chaldea, this story hews closely to that tale, yet, retains its own nature. This is not the story of a grand order, this is the story of a grand city. This is the story of a city that has withstood time immemorial. Mages might have been getting rarer over the years, but magecraft and magic still ran strong within the city. It was a bastion for their kind, and while non-mages were allowed to live in the city as staff and assistants to the mages, it was clear that mages were considered a slight step above at least. Of course, there was a reason for this.
Singularities.
These anomalies of time and space flared up into existence some time ago, with Chaldea being formed as a city to first safeguard humans from these distortions. No one knew what they were at first, only that they came, swallowed up parts of the world, and left leaving devastation in their wake. It took brave mages to venture forth into one and come back alive to tell the tale of what they were. Singularities were portals to another period of time, almost always the past. Monsters, demons, and other supernatural forces were rampant, a clear sign that something had been going wrong in these distortions and that unless stopped at their root, they would continue to destroy the world bit by bit. Thankfully, mages had an answer to their problems.
The servant system was initially used by magekind as a locus for the Grail War, a now outdated and dangerous war where 7 mages summoned a servant each, and fought one another for the chance to obtain a wish from the holy grail. Chaldeas energy source was the heart of the city, and through its creation, Mages were able to summon servants to their beck and call as aids and assistants. And now, as their allies in fighting back against the singularities. Of course, it was still rather dangerous to attempt to do so alone, so mages often worked with the strongest servants they could.
This is the story of one Goh Kasuga.
Morning within the city happened as it always did, the buzzing of alarms, the steady brew of coffee for many, and preparing for the long day ahead. As Kasuga was just a spare hire for Chaldea, he was expected to work with other mages as an assistant and accomplice, including in singularities. Of course, he was not alone. His ever ready assistant, Mash Kyrelight, was something of an anomaly herself. A human with the abilities of a servant. This made managing her mana and powers easier. Not much was known about her past even to herself, other than that she was seemingly born with a connection to some sort of servant. All the same, she was a true and powerful ally, shielding the young Kasuga from monster and magic with a shield even taller than she was!
Dressed in the simple lab coat, stockings, and black shirt, Mash stood outside the door to Kasuga’s room with a slightly pouty expression on her lip. Kasuga may not have heard the alarm go off, or perhaps he had shut it off manually. Either way, the young but curvy woman took a deep sigh, and knocked loudly against the door to his room. Senpai! Its time to wake up! Senpai, it was almost always what the lavender haired and eyes woman called Kasuga. It was a beautiful morning in Chaldea, the equivalent of spring, and despite the threat of looming singularities, people held hope for the future.<|im_end|>
Goh rolled out of bed, the messy bed head of his unkempt mage, if Olga saw him, he bet she would blow a blood vessel. He was after all, a very low-class bottom-of-the-barrel kinda mage. Surely those with the blood of great mages past were more respected, with their large family lineages dating back hundreds of thousands of eons ago. Rising awake, Goh Kasuga, age 21, rose from his sleep sounding like an absolute zombie. He wasn't a morning person, and the bright sun billowing through the opened doorway was causing his forehead veins to pulse. Rising from his bed, the door would open on its own; it was likely loose and he hadn't bothered locking it. When the door was opened and she could see the figure rising from his bed, he was well... shirtless, and then as the covers pulled back even more, he was tall... like he had long legs and long arms, and they were in decent shape. He played a bit of ball in his college days before that all went to hell in a handbasket.
"Oh, Mashu... right..." The blankets parting and he stood up obliviously, as he rose to his feet. "Mmmm coffee..." He muttered like a zombie then walking dick swinging between his legs ever so visibly. To grab up the discarded clothing on the floor, he didn't exactly arrive with much to begin with. Goh stood around 6'2 was decently handsome probably if he wasn't so scowly in the morning, his frame suggesting he was a bit of a basketball player in his past time. Pale skin, red hair that was clearly dyed as one could see the color fading in places a bit. Grabbing up some old boxers off the floor, and then pulling on some pants, scouring the room with his eyes for the pesky socks. Still completely unaware he had so casually just flaunted himself in front of Mashu like that until his long-sleeve black t-shirt and his white jacket were pulled over his shoulders clearly taking a divergent of time at this point. Grabbing socks then shoes... "Oh should probably slather on some Deo..." He reached into a duffle bag and did that real quick. Before he rose to his feet and walked forward.
Goh Kasuga was thus dressed as he was ever going to be for the day, or until he stopped off and got some coffee..
"Morning Mash." He'd just seemingly mutter out of the blue. Blinking several times, as he was feeling his brain starting up finally as his slightly red colored eyes look to the small diminutive teenager just outside his door. As he thus stood in front of her now. On the night stand by his bed was a strange looking alarm analog coo coo clock, it was unplugged... Da Vinci probably gave it to them because they had run out of alarm clocks when he got here. But the thing was so noisy he had to unplug it half way through the night and thus now here he was waking up probably an hour later then he intended. Goh rested his frame against the door frame looking beyond Mash seeing the bright sunny day ahead of them.
Chaldea City was made using some advanced level magic, and the architecture borrowed from various parts of Europe and sort of had a multicultural style to it. Admittedly though he was in the lower side of the city, because he was poor, and not from a big fancy mage family who got mansions and the like on the upper streets. Still it wasn't so bad, there was almost never really a reason to not be able to walk from some place to the other.. and even if they needed too get somewhere there were convenient teleporter pads around the place so someone could just instantly move to a specified location, once they were given the specialized device mages were allowed they were like badges and cellphones but had other magical properties too.<|im_end|>