Grand Eroge

Year 2025

Chaldea, Antarctica.

Emiya Shirou, exited the simulation training room and decided to call it.a day, headed back to his room.

Today has been relatively normal day, or as normal as it could get in Chaldea.

He had been pushing his limits in the virtual battles, trying to improve his skills, but it was time to give his mind and body a break. The hallways of the facility were eerily quiet, the only sound being the soft hum of machinery and distant footsteps echoing through the cold, metal corridors.

It's been 5 to 10 years (keeping track of time is surprisingly hard in Chaldea) since he had arrived/joined chaldea.

He still remembered how he got here, One moment he was fighting king of heroes then suddenly, he found himself dragged into a black portal and ended up in Chaldea. The shock of leaving behind his old life had faded over the years.

Shirou had grown accustomed to the daily grind of insanity that Chaldea presented.

Gods, Beasts, Aliens, Outer Gods, Ultimate Ones.

He had faced them all in the endless cycle of apocalypses, fighting alongside spirits of historical figures and mythological beings. Each victory brought a sense of pride and each defeat a new lesson.

Though last few months had been pretty normal by Chaldea's standards.

As Shirou entered his room, the door slid open with a gentle hiss, revealing a space that was both sparse and functional. The walls were lined with shelves holding various weapons and artifacts, trophies from battles long ago. A small desk sat in the corner. Above it, a single window offered a view of the endless Antarctic ice. He couldn't help but feel a pang of nostalgia for the warmth of his old home in Japan.

Of course he wasn't alone in the room, someone sat at his bed.

He wasn't surprised to find someone else in his quarters; privacy was a luxury that he had long forgotten.

In last 5 to 10 years, Shirou had made quite a few friends here in Chaldea. Some were stoic, some talkative, most were women.

He genuinely didn't have any idea how did he end up in romantic relationship with so many of them at once.

The figure at his bed was among his lovers.

As for why she was here? Well when the number of numbers is counted in hundreds, one needs a system to manage them all.

That being a lottery system.

Not his idea, of course but from the mind of none other than Leonardo Da Vinci.

The figure at his bed looked up and greeted him with a smile.