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“Alright, Master of Chaldea. Put this mask on.”
As the mask was put on, Ritsuka doubled over in pain. They could feel something beginning to grow within them. It started in their chest and wriggled and writhed its way through them, intent on engufing their entire being. The Servants could only look on in fear as the black mass enshrouded the figure of their Master and began to grow. Molay looked on in rapture as she said her final chants to complete the spell to summon her god.
“In the name of the Mother, the Young, and the Depraved!
Limitless release. Endless pleasure. Free your heart, and give yourself over to the ultimate depravity!
Iä! Iä! Lord of the Woods! Bearer of the Harvest!
Show yourself before the cave of night, and praise the abyss of the starry sea! Iä! Hear me, Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young!
Release yourself from your mind and soul, and claim this new young body! May the dark mother goddess bless you!”
At these words, a strange feeling began to creep into the throne room, warping it and the surrounding area at the approach of this new god. Molay began chuckling as her plan was finally complete. She delighted in the looks of confusion and horror on the Servants faces. Soon her god would appear and they would blanket the world with their curse and-
Like a popped balloon, the strange feeling pervading the room vanished and the black mass building around Fujimaru was sucked into the mask as they and the room returned to normal. There was a beat as if no one knew exactly how to react when the screaming began. It was not a normal scream. It sounded as if a multitude of animals and humans were screaming all at once, blending together in a cacophony of pain.
Stunned, the Servants watched as their Master began to scratch and beat on the mask, leaving marks around their face where their manic pawing missed the mask. Finally, they began to pull at the mask. At first, this seemed as ineffective as the scratching. But then, a new noise joined the unholy howling. The sound of tearing flesh. Shocked into action by this sound, the Servants rushed forward, trying to prevent their Master from tearing their face off.
They were a second too late.
As the mask came off, the group realized why it was so hard to remove in the first place. It was attached to something. A big something. A something that was so big it should be physically impossible for it to come out of the human mouth.
But here it was. Coming out of the mouth of the Last Master of Humanity.
As more of the mass emerged, it began to coalesce into a physical and more defined form. It appeared to be a humanoid ram of sorts, easily twice the size of Fujimaru. Its white fur was patchy in places and stained with black bile.
With a wet pop, the entirety of the creature had finally been excised from Ritsuka’s body and the Heroic Spirits understood how it was able to come out of the human’s mouth so quickly and easily.Their mouth had widened to encompass their entire face. There were no visible facial features, no visible teeth, just a panting, gaping maw with a myriad of misshapen hands that were slowly retreating down their throat. The last two of them grabbed at the edges of the face as they retreated and with a bone sickening CRUNCH, they pulled Ritsuka’s face back together.
"Well that was unpleasant." They said as they began to check their facial features, prodding and poking, ensuring that everything was back in the right place.
Surprisingly, Molay was the first to respond.
“WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!?”