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[top disclaimer - I saw yesterday's whumptober prompt of worked to exhaustion and remembered a bit of my xcom2 with qsmp characters playthrough I keep meaning to type up at least tidier notes for. I haven't yet, but this is a pair of scenes 47 pages in to my 90 pages of notes. Hopefully enough of this makes sense... TLDR: Mike was kidnapped, there's been 2 awful missions in a row where many people get hurt, etc. Warnings for major character injuries, though there are no graphic descriptions.]

It's been a two days since Bogota. If Philza never sees another sewer again, it will be far too soon. Tiny scabs from where the Spectre sent its bugs all through his body still cover every bit of skin, and the larger lazer burns remain bandaged tightly.

Fit is visiting, looking even more exhausted than Philza feels. He's brought snacks, and gossip, and will not go back to bed no matter how much Philza suggests it. It's not like Philza would be lonely - Missa and Roier's mission had also been a bit of a wreck, the entire team of six also in the medical ward for the immediate future at least. Chayanne, too, is about, the young boy currently curled up and asleep on the foot of Missa's bed.

Must be terrifying for the kid, to be rescued from hell only to see both new parents in the hospital in a few days of each other. For Bobby, too; Jaiden was also on the mission with Missa and Roier.

Still, Fit is here, so they make small talk. There's not a whole lot happening on the ship, but they can pretend.

The curtain lifts up, and Philza expects either Chayanne or the Doctor. Instead he sees Cellbit, looking about as close to passing out as Fit. His uniform is smart but his hair is a mess from running his hands through it too often, his face is near gaunt, and his fingers shake where they cling to his tablet.

"Fit, Philza." Cellbit nods to them both.

Philza's wave comes with a wince, Fit's salute with an "oi there what's up?"

"I'm really sorry to interrupt, but we need you for something. Fit, that is. We need Fit."

"What is it?" Fit groans as he tries to peer at Cellbit's clipboard.

The paperwork is hastily tucked away, "there's an opportunity that's come up. We need you to go undercover and get some research done."

"You're fucking joking," Philza immediately cuts in, one arm protectively covering the largest of his wounds, while the other grabs on to Fit. "Cellbit, we just got back from Bogota. You know how bad Bogota was. There's no way in hell this is safe. And everyone who was in Kaduna? Can't it wait a week"

Cellbit at least has the decency to look genuinely apologetic, "if there was another option…"

"What is it?" Fit removes Philza's arm from his own. "I'm not really in top condition; if you just need shit blowing up, Vegetta's a little better off."

"Can't it wait until tomorrow?" Philza asks. "At least then our armour upgrades will be done."

"Phil," Fit's voice drops a little.

Philza knows what being scolded for being overprotective sounds like, but Fit is his friend. His friend, who he dragged through hell, and has been dragged through hell by, and he trusts with his soul.

"It's Mike," Cellbit says, and that has both of them shut up. "We think we have a lead, but from the glimpses our contacts got during the transfer... It doesn't look good. Here."

Fit is handed a tablet, and shown whatever evidence the resistance has found.

"Fuck," Fit whispers the word, rubbing at his face. "There's nobody else?"

Philza is handed the tablet. It's a very short video clip, slightly corrupted. Still it's very clearly Mike, bloody and disorientated and still fighting as he's dragged from one transport van to another. He manages to bite a guard, and for it gets cracked over the head, goes limp and is tossed into the van.

He hands the tablet back, and tries not to think about the implications, or how they probably don't have as much time as this needs.

Instead he runs through the options: Jaiden and the team she took to Kaduna are back, but every one of them is in hospital with him. Forever, Tubbo, and Aypierre are needed on the ship. Mouse is still exhausted, even more dangerous for psi ops than the rest of them to push it. Cellbit himself still has one arm in a sling, and probably should not have left medical yet. A couple of other people, but most are too inexperienced to be sent out in just a duo for what will likely be a multi-week stealth operation. There's Baghera and Foolish, both experienced, but neither is much good at hacking. Which. Will probably be needed, to confirm which facility has Mike, and for how long.

There's Pac, of course, and Philza would put Pac on being the other half of the planned team. Ever since Mike was captured best part of two months ago, Pac has been on one ground mission - and there have been a lot of ground mission. The problem is, without Mike, Pac can be... Not volatile, volatile is Mike when Pac is critically injured and dying on the floor and Mike is too terrified to let anyone past to stabalise him, but reckless. Only with his own safety, but that's a problem itself.

Add in that Pac was /also/ on the mission in Bogota, still recovering from the sheer exhaustion of the test... Philza really wishes anyone else were available.

"There's Pac," Cellbit offers, also frowning. "He found out and wants in."

"If Pac's going, you need to go." The words taste like ash on Philza's tongue. "If it were not about Mike…"

Cellbit nods in agreement.

They can't keep Pac from going after Mike, and the purpose of a mission is impossible to keep secret for long with thirty-odd people crammed into one airship. Forever wouldn't be willing to, either. And to get Mike back but have lost Pac... They cannot do that either.

And Pac needs a stabalising hand with Mike gone, someone to keep him from shattering completely. There's a reason every mission he's been on since, Fit has been there. There's good reason, and everyone knows it.

Fit misses Mike like a limb, too, Philza knows.

Fit sigh, and stretches, and rubs his face, "I hate when you're right. Do I have time for a nap?"

"You leave in twenty minutes, but it's a long flight," Cellbit does seem apologetic, for all he runs his hands through his whitening hair. "The real problem is it's in Australia."

"Fucking hell," Fit groans. "They really didn't want us finding him, did they?"

"But we did," Cellbit reminds them, with a flash of his slightly too sharp teeth. "And they won't keep him. Once we have the coordinates, Forever'll send someone to help you get in and out."

Philza and Fit share a look. Fit looks like the exhaustion has seeped into his soul. It's a danger, going out in the field so tired. To himself, to others, to everyone.

But sometimes, he supposes, there really is no other choice.

Fit breaks eye contact first, "I'll kit up and be at the hanger in ten. Who's briefing us?"

"Not sure yet. Forever's still working out the details, so probably him?"

"A'ight," Fit turns to Philza. "See you later, big boy."

Philza rolls his eyes to mask his concern. "Just don't fall asleep on the job."

He gets flipped off; Philza laughs, and lets them leave.

Two weeks later, Pac and Fit come back - not someone joins them, they come back. They have Mike's location, and an entry point, and the head cracking didn't kill him, but he's being tortured and there's talk of disposing of him soon. Philza wishes that was the worst of it, though, he really does; most people's injuries have recovered so getting a team together won't take long. It's serious, but they can handle it. Hell, he'll voluenteer.

No, the worst of the report is that Pac gives it alone; Fit was rushed straight to medical as soon as they land. He is alive - conscious even - but the wounds are still severe.

Didn't hear a Viper coming, Pac says, was caught and constricted and had his rib cage crushed. And then used a grenade to force it to let go, dropping it at his own feet to force the alien to let go. Pac had been hacking at the time, getting the info they needed, and didn't notice anything until Fit was snatched from the door.

Fit didn't hear it, or so Pac says, too tired, too caught up in exhaustion to hear the threat until it was too late.

And Philza, Philza wishes he was surprised.

#qsmp fanfic #alternate universe - alien invasion #is this xcom2 crossover fic when I still haven't written the reports up?#yes oops #what immediately follows this is rescuing Mike #and Fit is fine in a bit with near-future medicine plus alien drugs #he's less badly off than phil at the start of the fic #but its a thing #not all of the eggs are actually around yet - ramon is notably missing in this fic but it might actually be just chayanne and bobby atm #I forget the exact order of who was where #qsmp x xcom

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Fate Fanservant: Victor Frankenstein, the King of Mad Science(Avenger)

(Thanks to Kat on Twitter for doing this amazing commission for me!)

Ascension Stages:

First Stage: A black vest is buttoned up over a plain white dress shirt, the sleeves rolled up to reveal stitches across Victor’s lower arms. A dirt and blood-encrusted shovel is planted firmly in the ground as Victor stands a graveyard. A pair of glasses hangs over Victor’s nose as they look forward.

Second Stage: A bloodied lab coat is covering Victor’s clothes, and a white doctor’s mask is covering their mouth. The background has changed to an old laboratory, where a body is covered by a white sheet behind Victor. The shovel has been replaced with a large wrench.

Final Stage: Victor’s body has been changed entirely, with the doctor growing to an eight foot tall behemoth. Metal studs have been inserted into Victor’s neck, and their body has become incredibly muscular. Four studs visibly jut out of each fist, crackling with electricity, and a grim smile can be seen in Victor’s face.

Traits

Class: Avenger Alternate Class: Caster, Berserker True Name: Victor Frankenstein Source: Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus Region: Switzerland Alignment: Chaotic Neutral Attribute: Star Known as: The King of Mad Science, Doctor Frankenstein, The One Who Sought Godhood, The Modern Prometheus

Voice Actress: Mamiko Noto

Deck: QQABB

Parameters: Strength: B Endurance: A- Agility: E Mana: A+ Luck: E NP: A

Passive Skills:

Item Construction B-: In life, Victor Frankenstein was a brilliant scientist who was a prodigy in all fields of science. However, because of their manifestation as an Avenger, this talent has been stunted somewhat due to their obsession with ending their creation's life. If they were summoned as a different class, it's likely this skill would be more powerful, at the cost of Frankenstein's strength as a whole suffering.

(FGO Effect:)-Increases own debuff success rate by 7.5%.

Avenger B: Rage and hatred has become the entirety of Frankenstein's being. Hated by the world for defying God by making life, despised by mankind for the cruelty and hatred to the Creature they made, and loathed by their own creature for refusing to give what she is owed. This rage has become fuel for Frankenstein, pushing them forward as an engine of vengeance, a monster who seeks retribution for those killed by their own creation, uncaring of how the world sees them.

(FGO Effect:) -Increases own NP generation rate when taking attack by 18%. -500% Chance to reduce party's debuff resistance by 8% except self. (Including sub members) [Demerit]

Self-Replenishment (Magic) EX: With divine lightning coursing through their body and the drive to pursue their enemy to any corner of the earth to satisfy their vengeance, Frankenstein is driven to advance further, no matter how much damage their body sustains or how hopeless the situation is. This recklessness coupled with their newfound power makes them a nigh-unstoppable force to be feared.

(FGO Effect:) -Charges own NP gauge by 4.2% every turn. -Decreases own Stun resistance by 7% [Demerit]

Oblivion Correction B: William. Justine. Henry. Elizabeth. Father.

These are the people that the beast had killed.

These are the people she ripped away from this world.

These are the people she slaughtered just to hurt me.

These are the people I must avenge.

William. Justine. Henry. Elizabeth. Father.

(FGO Effect:)-Increases own critical damage by 8%.

Active Skills:

Victorious Galvanism A: While the secret of Frankenstein's work is said to have been lost to time, the one shared fact about the process is that it made use of lightning to initiate life. Victor has now become an embodiment of this lightning, sharing the Creature's nigh-infinite stamina by means of converting magical energy into electricity, and applying it in various powerful ways.

(FGO Effect:) -Applies 'charge NP Gauge when attacking with Quick Cards' for all allies-Recover health for all allies

The Beauty of the Dream Vanished A+: After pursuing the secret to life itself for years, Victor Frankenstein was left horrified by what they had created. As time went on, this horror slowly evolved into hatred as creator and creation worked to make the other's life miserable, despising the other for their increasingly cruel actions. This hatred has manifested itself as a skill for Frankenstein, granting them immense power when faced against an opponent born not of natural means. In their obsessive madness, Frankenstein sees all artificial life as potential monsters that risk causing untold misery and strife.

(FGO Effect:) -Increase damage against ‘Undead’, 'Artificial', and 'Mechanical' enemies for all allies-Increase NP Gauge by 10% for all allies-Increase Buster, Arts, and Quick card effectiveness for all allies-Apply 'Terror' status to self(Demerit)-Apply NP seal to self for one turn(Demerit)

All Men Hate the Wretched B: A grudge that spans a lifetime. A hatred that sinks down to the bone. Bitterness and spite is all that keeps the monster going, and vengeance alone will make everything right. Such is the way of Frankenstein. This hatred has transformed Victor into the beast known as 'Frankenstein's Monster', becoming a hulking brute obsessed with retribution at any cost. Nothing will stop them from reaching their goal, and no one is safe if they dare stand in their way.

(FGO Effect:) -Apply Guts to self(two times, five turns)-Increases attack for three turns-Gains critical stars every turn for three turns

Noble Phantasms

Noble Phantasm: To Be Thine Adam - Frankenstein, Monster and Man Rank: B Maximum Targets: 1 Range: 1m Classification: Anti-Unit(Self)

A manifestation of mankind’s hatred for the one known as ‘Victor Frankenstein’. As time has gone on, the idea of ‘Frankenstein’ has been diluted, with Victor slowly going from arrogant and foolish genius who had attempted to conquer death, to an abusive mad scientist who sought to create a monster for his own terrible purposes. Frankenstein has taken these preconceptions and used them to form a new Mystic Code, greatly improving Frankenstein’s combat capabilities.

Drawing from the common perception of ‘Frankenstein’s Monster’, this Mystic Code takes the form of an eight-foot tall behemoth made of human flesh and thunder. This form was designed explicitly to combat creatures like Frankenstein’s own creation, having the ability to absorb nearly any kind of energy and turn it into a power source for it. Despite the flesh golem’s monstrous size, Frankenstein is incredibly fast in this form and retains all of their intellect, making for a devastating opponent in both mind and body.

Noble Phantasm: Roar of the Living Dead - And Lo, The Creature Lives Rank: B Maximum Targets: 1 Range: 1m Classification: Anti-Unit

It is said that the method by which Frankenstein resurrected the Creature was lost to time, intentionally wiped from the history books by Frankenstein themselves to ensure that no man could ever repeat their mistakes by attempting to play at God. Despite this, many have offered their own theories in their attempt to bring the dead to life, but none have truly succeeded in replicating Frankenstein's legendary feat of creating life.

Frankenstein themself uses a modified and perfected form of reanimation in order to bolster an ally with their mysterious lightning. With this power, they can 'jump-start' an ally, giving a human potential to fight a Servant, and giving a Servant the power to potentially win an entire war singlehandedly. However, the true might of this Noble Phantasm shines when used on the dead. If Frankenstein uses this power to raise recently fallen enemies or allies, they will be reborn by the lightning, becoming a revenant that no mere mortal can ever hope of defeating, at the cost of them losing all sense of former self. Frankenstein dislikes using the full extent of this Noble Phantasm’s power, however, considering it 'unholy' and a symbol of the folly they had committed with their work. As a result, Frankenstein will use it either when they have no option or if they feel that they have ‘perfected’ it.

(FGO Effect:) -Increase one ally's attack for three turns -Charge one ally's NP Gauge by 50% -Apply Debuff Immune to one ally(three times, three turns) -Apply Guts to one ally(one time, three turns) -Greatly increase one ally's Quick Card effectiveness for three turns -If Frankenstein is the only Servant left in combat, resurrect the last defeated ally and apply the aforementioned buffs. -500% Chance for Frankenstein to be Stunned afterwards for one turn.

Voice Lines:

Summoned: I am the genius who has chosen to climb where no man has gone before and make themselves as God, and who in their hubris, was cursed with a plague that tore down each and every person I have loved. I am Victor Frankenstein, Avenger! And I will not cease until my Monster is dead and buried once and for all!

Level Up: Oho? These crystals... What a unique energy source. Perhaps I should study them further... ...pretend you didn't hear that, Assistant.

Level Up(Third Ascension): Each second I live is another turn of the bolt. Each turn of the bolt is a step forward. Each step forward is a chance to achieve the impossible.

1st Ascension: Each patch of skin upon my flesh is a life I had failed to save when I was alive. Each stitch upon my body is a crime I can never repent for. But I must press onward. No matter what, I will press onward in pursuit of my goals.

2nd Ascension: I can hear them... All of them. They ask me to end this tragedy of mine... So I cannot stop until it is done. Then... perhaps then, they may rest in peace.

3rd Ascension: Look at me. A hulking brute built of stitched-together flesh and lightning. I am the monster as human history has deigned me to be, the beast forged by the dead and brought to life by thunder. I am Victor Frankenstein. I am Frankenstein's Monster. And I am... Alive.

4th Ascension: Hmph... To think that you would still remain with me, even with my horrifying appearance and actions. I haven't been treated so well since... ...I thank you, my dear Assistant. Truly, I am in debt to you and your kindness. On my life, I swear to you... The monsters will never win.

Fight Start 1: Okay, Victor, just calm down... This is just like your usual cadaver work. ...except that they're not dead. Great.

Fight Start 2: You know, my old professors would have a heart attack if they saw me using my medical tools like this… Good thing they’re all dead now.

Fight Start 3(Third Ascension): I am an eight foot tall immortal giant who carries the thunder of gods in my hands. I don't believe this is a fight you can win.

Fight Start 4(Third Ascension): Hehehehe... If only Clerval and Elizabeth could see me now!

Skill 1: Naturally!

Skill 2: Let’s hope this works…

Skill 3(Third Ascension): Come thunder, come lightning…

Skill 4(Third Ascension): Galvanization ready!

Command Card Select 1: Is that all?

Command Card Select 2: Huhuhuhuhuhu… Ahehehehehehehe…

Command Card Select 3(Third Ascension): Behold the ascension of a new god!

Noble Phantasm Select 1: Well, well… It seems a storm’s coming in.

Noble Phantasm Select 2: They called me mad when I said I’d do this… I suppose they had a point.

Attack 1: Stay down, damnit!

Attack 2: Crumble before my awesome genius!

Attack 3: HRRAAAAAAAAAGH!

Attack 4(Third Ascension): Let’s test the limits of my new body… and YOURS!

Attack 5(Third Ascension): Crash against my immortal body… and SHATTER!

Extra Attack 1: Behold the achievements of Victor Frankenstein!

Extra Attack 2(Third Ascension): I’ll bury you!

Noble Phantasm 1:

Crash down, lightning! Roar, thunder! Let the dead rise again to fight in my name!

Behold, the genius of Victor Frankenstein!

Behold the power that rivals God Himself!

Heaven and Earth shall shriek and wail as one chorus as they utter these words!

“And Lo, The Creature LIVES!”

Noble Phantasm 2:

With each turn of the bolt, with each lumbering foot we place forward, mankind takes the next step to greatness.

No longer will mankind fear the reaper, no more will humanity shy from death!

Behold, as we throw the very gauntlet of science into God’s face, and take the step towards the ascension of man!

Sing out your war cry, and shout to the very heavens themselves!

ROAR OF THE LIVING DEAD!

Noble Phantasm 3(Reanimation):

To think I would once again have to commit this terrible crime once more…

Fine. I have no other choice here… If I must become a god once more, then so be it!

Let the world call me a madman! Let humanity call me a monster! I no longer care what mankind sees me as!

All I ask in return is that you and the rest of the world will see that I was RIGHT!

IT’S! A! LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!!!

Noble Phantasm 4(Reanimation):

Yes… YES! IT’S READY! THE EXPERIMENT IS SET!

LET THE WORLD SEE THAT I WAS RIGHT!

DO YOU HEAR ME, ‘GOD’?!

GIVE ME LIFE, GODDAMN YOU!

GIVE MY CREATION! LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIFE!!!

Damage from Noble Phantasm: NGHAAAAAAAUUUUUUGHHHH!!!

Regular Damage: Shit, I think that tore one of my sutures!

Defeated 1: Not now… Not when I’m so close!

Defeated 2: No… No, I refuse to die here, do you hear me?!

Defeated 3(Third Ascension): I’ll kill you! YOU HEAR ME, I’LL KILL YOU!

Defeated 4(Third Ascension): But how… This body was supposed to…

Victory 1: No… No… Damnit, these parts are useless to me!

Victory 2: *wheeze* Y… you know, I’m supposed to be a scientist, not a soldier…!

Victory 3(Third Ascension): So this is the power my new body has to offer! Kuhuhuhuhu… I LOVE IT!

Victory 4(Third Ascension): Amazing… I don’t feel any exhaustion, no sickness or pain! This is wonderful! Hah! I should’ve done this earlier!

Bond Level 1: Hmm? You seek to assist me in my work? Or perhaps you wish to monitor me in case I attempt to recreate my past? Either way, it will be nice to have an assistant, I suppose. Shall we begin?

Bond Level 2: Hey, Assistant. Hold this for me. What, have you not held a dead body before? Lift with your knees, not your back, it's much easier, believe me. ...what do you mean, that's not the issue here?

Bond Level 3: What was my reason in trying to create life...? ...don't ask foolish questions, Assistant. I attempted to enter the realm of the gods, and I failed miserably. That's all that needs to be said.

Bond Level 4: ...tell me, Assistant. If you had the chance to bring someone back from the dead. If you had the chance to fix what was made broken. Would you take that chance? I was young. I was proud. I was a fool. I will forever regret the pain and suffering my ambitions caused... But I will never regret the fact that I tried. I will never apologize for wanting to bring her back.

Bond Level 5: Mankind looks upon the works of Victor Frankenstein and deems me a sinner. They call me a monster who abused my creation and deserved the pain and misery I brought upon myself. They call me a fool who attempted to enter the domain of the gods. I say let them say what they will. If they call me mad, then let me be mad. If they call me evil, then let me be evil. None of that matters to me. After all... You and you alone know the true story of Victor Frankenstein.

Dialogue 1: Listen, Assistant. You will refer to me as 'Doctor' Frankenstein. Not 'Mister'. Not 'Miss'. Doctor Frankenstein. And if you mention me not having my degree even as a joke, I will ensure that you are the next body I have on my operating table!

Dialogue 2: Ugh... I hate to be a bother, but could you turn up the thermostat? The weather does terrible things to my health. My family called me a hypochondriac, but I say that I'm just being prudent. Can't be too careful with all the illnesses about...

Dialogue 3: My, my... The weather outside is frightful, isn't it? Perfect weather for some... 'fun', wouldn't you say? Eh? Board games? Well that wasn't what I had in mind, but...

Dialogue 4 (If you have Frankenstein at Stage 3 Ascension): ...hehe. Hehahahahaha! Wonderful! This feels wonderful! This form may look terrifying, but I don't think I've felt quite so fantastic in my whole life! My lungs are expansive! My heart beats strongly! I have actual muscle definition! Look, I can even lift my Assistant with one hand! ...eh? Oh, sorry, I guess I got too caught up in the excitement.

Dialogue 5 (If you have Frankenstein’s Monster): Frankenstein's Monster... My monster. An embodiment of all my sins and failures. One day, I swear... You will be dead and buried for good.

Dialogue 6 (If you have Frankenstein’s Monster post-event): Mother... No. That thing is not her. She is long gone. What remains in her body is something new entirely. Despite my efforts, Caroline Beaufort Frankenstein passed away from Scarlet Fever when I was young. Now all that remains... Is this Creature wearing her face.

Dialogue 7 (If you have Xu Fu, Asclepius, Florence Nightingale, or Charles-Henri Sanson): To think that Chaldea had so many brilliant doctors and nurses walking its halls. ... Er, Assistant? Does my hair look alright? Do you think I should change to a cleaner lab coat? Actually, given my history, perhaps I shouldn't talk to them at all...

Dialogue 8 (If you have the Golem of Prague): I can't believe it... All the effort, all the death, all the time I spent trying to achieve the secrets of life itself... AND SOMEONE ELSE ALREADY BEAT ME TO IT?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! AAAAAUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!

Dialogue 9 (If you have James Moriarty): Haaaaah?! Is that 'Professor' James Moriarty calling me a dropout?! Well, you old bastard, I may not have my doctorate, but at least my work was intentionally obscured, rather than being so convoluted no one else could understand what I was saying! And at least I didn’t get fired from my cushy university job because of some stinking rumors! Take your stupid PhD and your goddamned asteroid and shove them up your-*censored for ServantTube*

Dialogue 10 (If you have Mordred, Sieg, or Van Gogh): Tch. Figures that the Creature would hang around creations similar to it. I am disappointed that Chaldea lets such things walk around unsupervised. ... O-oi wait, why are you drawing your weapon? Stop looking at me like that! Assistant! Don't just stand there, do something! HELLLLLLLLP!

Dialogue 11 (If you have Nikola Tesla): The man they also call the Modern Prometheus... A man who has gone through many trials and died unappreciated by humanity. And I, who has lost countless and is remembered as a monster by mankind. I wonder what we could talk about…

Dialogue 12 (If you have Henry Jekyll): Henry Jekyll... I suppose he and I could be considered 'brothers in arms', no? Geniuses who strayed too far off of the path, making monsters that defied the natural order. Jekyll, through psychology, and I through lightning. And yet... I'm surprised he seems so happy.

Dialogue 13 (If you have Paracelsus von Hohenheim): P-p-paracelsus von Hohenheim?! My life’s work was based on his lost teachings! He could tell me so much on how to advance my work! Assistant, get me my good lab coat! Fetch me my work notes! I have so much to ask! So much to say! Oh… Oh dear, I feel faint-*THUD!*

Dialogue 14 (If you have any ‘lightning-based’ Servants): My Assistant, I noticed that we have several Servants who weaponize lightning in some form. I wonder... have you been taught by any of them? If you're interested, I'd love to show you some of my experiments. ...no, none of them have to do with reanimation. I get it's what I'm known for, but I can diversify my pool of abilities, can't I?

Dialogue 15 (If you have any ‘death-related’ Servants): They say there will come a time when all things die… I say that there will come a time when death itself shall die. That time shall come from my own hand.

Likes: Many would call the pursuit of science after what had happened to me to be absolute foolishness. I say that it is only further reason to press onward. The purpose of failure is to encourage change and drive us forward. I seek to overcome my limits and further understand the mysteries of this world. With that, we can and will conquer anything, even death.

Dislikes: ...cowardice. Letting one's own fear and insecurities overwhelm the ability to do the right thing is the greatest sin one can commit. If one makes a mistake, one has to own up to it. If people die because of that mistake, one has to atone by any means necessary. No exceptions.

About the Holy Grail: The Holy Grail? ...hmph, I don't think so. It may promise many things, nothing good can come out of something that calls itself divine, believe me.

During an Event: The thunder rumbles, and the clouds roll overhead... My dear Assistant, fetch my bag. I believe the time has come for us to have some fun.

Birthday: Life and death are two sides of the same coin. A birth and a funeral. The young and the old. A marriage- ...forgive me, my Assistant, I believe I've gone and talked enough about these grim affairs. Today is about you. So come, let us celebrate another year of your life.

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Default: One dark and stormy night, a genius toiled in their lab, desperate to unlock the secrets of life and death in order to overcome the grief caused by their mother's passing. They ultimately succeeded in creating life, but the being they made was completely and utterly wrong. Terrified by what they had done, they fled at the sight of the monster they had made. The Creature in turn vowed to destroy their creator's life, killing every single member of their family as condemnation for their creator's sins. With their fear turning into hatred, the young creator dedicated the rest of their life to destroying the monster they had built, and their feud would continue until they had frozen to death in the Arctic.

This is the young genius that entered into God's domain, Victor Frankenstein. As a Servant, each person slain by the Creature takes the form of a part on Frankenstein's body. The curious eyes of William Frankenstein that looked upon the Creature. The innocent hands of Justine Moritz that were forcibly stained with William’s blood. The gentle heart of Henry Clerval who showed Frankenstein unending kindness. Elizabeth Lavenza. The broken heart of Alphonse Frankenstein, who died grieving each and every one of his children. Each gifted part is a reminder of what must be done. A reminder to bury the monster once and for all.

Bond Level 1: Height/Weight: 185.42cm • 63kg/243.84cm • 147kg Source: Frankenstein; or The Modern Prometheus Region: Switzerland Alignment: Chaotic•Neutral Gender: Genderfluid

While many Servants express annoyance at how humanity has twisted and altered their stories over time, Frankenstein instead finds the various works based off of them amusing. In between their research on the deceased or their attempts to enhance their own body through science, the Modern Prometheus can be seen watching their adaptations on film for 'research purposes'.

"It's nice to know, isn't it? That at least one version of you gets their happy ending?"

Bond Level 2: Normally, Frankenstein would be summoned in their youth as a fairly weak Caster thanks to their feat of unlocking the secret of life and awakening the Creature being the only real accomplishment they have to their name. However, after experimenting on their own Spirit Origin for years, Victor's hatred and bitterness has warped their Spirit Origin into a much stronger Avenger.

Now, Victor Frankenstein is Creator and Creation in one, an undead monster seeking retribution from the one who wronged them. A burning hatred crackles in their soul, giving them life and pushing them to accomplish their grim task of vengeance against the one who took everything from them. Lightning crackles with each breath, and thunder roars with each footstep as the chase continues to the very ends of the earth itself.

In the end, parent and child are more similar than either would like to admit.

Bond Level 3: While the common image of Victor Frankenstein is a heartless, cold doctor who cared not for the suffering of others, the truth of the matter is that Frankenstein was merely a young student at Ingolstadt's most prestigious university. After the passing of their mother, the young Frankenstein became obsessed with the idea of life and death, hoping to reach a point where the line between both would be torn asunder. After two long years studying and experimenting, they succeeded, at the cost of everything Victor loved, and a solemn death within the Arctic Circle.

Despite the traumatic experience their experiments led for Victor, they still continue their work in attempting to bring the dead back to life as a Servant. Long into the morning and late into the night, Frankenstein will continue to unlock the true secrets to life and how to bring back the dead, no matter how long it takes or what cost it comes at. Many wonder their motives for doing so. Is it to create a race of immortal supermen? Is it to prove the world wrong? The one who knows the truth will not say.

Bond Level 4: “Yes... Yes!

It's working! She's going to awaken!

Finally, these years of effort, all this time working to unravel the secrets of life and death! They have all finally bore fruit!

Her body is moving... Her breathing is steady... Her vocal chords seem to have trouble adjusting, but that's fine, we can work on that later.

Oh, it seems that her hair has covered her eyes. I suppose I should...

...

...no.

No, this isn't right. This isn't what I wanted! What... What are you?!

G-get away from me, you monster! Where is she?! What have you done with her?!

I just wanted to bring her back! I just wanted to bring her back!”

-V. Frankenstein, 17--

Bond Level 5: Humanity fears death, that much is true. They fear the stories that have to end, they fear the lives that are cut short, they fear the connections that are severed. Victor Frankenstein is no different. But Victor Frankenstein takes that fear and channels it into a mad fervor. Death may be feared, but death will eventually be conquered. Death will have no hold over mankind. Death will be no more.

Death... will be no more.

No more will Victor Frankenstein have to imagine young William's life cruelly ripped away at the age of six for being their brother.

No more will Victor Frankenstein have the guilt of consigning Justine Moritz to death wrapped around their neck like a hangman's noose.

No more will Victor Frankenstein have to look on the gravestone of Henry Clerval, burning with impotent rage at their best friend's death.

No more will Victor Frankenstein have to cradle the body of Elizabeth Frankenstein, screaming vengeance as tears stream down with the rain.

No more will Victor Frankenstein have to sit helplessly as their own father wastes away in shame and despair.

No more will Victor Frankenstein be haunted by the ghosts of their past.

“I will endeavor to resign myself cheerfully to death and will indulge a hope of meeting you in another world.”

-C. Frankenstein, 17--

Extra (Clear Interlude “The Patchwork God”): Some people have claimed to see spirits floating around Frankenstein when they walk, a different one each time.

The first is an older woman, yet one who seems as if she had passed on far too soon. They give Victor a wide berth, looking at them with a deep sadness, gently caressing them in their times of doubt and strife.

Her partner is an older gentleman, giving their companion odd, disappointed looks whenever they go on another one of their mad tirades. Despite himself, the phantom cannot help but smile proudly at his child's earnestness.

One is a young child, following the prodigy around, asking them questions at a rapid-fire rate. On occasion, Frankenstein replies to the ghost absentmindedly, before realizing that they are talking to thin air.

Another is a servant girl, dutifully keeping pace with Victor, often giving him a small huff of bemusement as they inevitably forget their tasks. A short whisper from this spectre and the mad genius will inevitably find their way back to where they belong.

The final two are the ones who follow Victor around the most, talking with each other as much as they do to Victor. They appear by their side in times of crisis for the weary hunter, always hoping that they will understand their hopes for them.

Perhaps these beings are a mere trick of the light, or perhaps they are the embodiment of Victor's own guilt-induced madness. Whatever they are, whoever they are, it seems that they manage to assuage some of Victor's pain, even if for the briefest of moments.

#fate #fate grand order #fgo #fate oc #fate fanservant #fanservant #victor frankenstein #frankenstein #if you're curious #this is the fanservant I was referring to when I mentioned I was inspired by a rap battle #Hulk VS Frankenstein to be exact #I regret nothing #it was pretty fun to try and make my own take on Frankenstein for this #(yes i made sure to read the original and it wasn't just the seat of my pants)

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