Assassin - Delusional Heartbeat

“Are you... the mage... who has summoned me... to attain the Holy Grail?”

She rubbed the black cloth wrapped around her mouth and spoke deliberately and delicately.

Relieved that she had finally spoken, Jester stepped forward. Brimming with a newfound confidence, he spread his arms as if to welcome her into this world.

“Indeed, I am. I shall ‒ ‒ ‒ ‒ ‒”

“Delusional Heartbeat.”

The moment she spoke, time stopped.

Jester felt something brush against his chest. He lowered his head to look at it.

What’s thIs?

And tHen—he saw somethINg Red in frOnT of his torso, and he NÖTICeDThaTiTwAs ïn facT HÒlDing ontO soMeThInG rEd, ANd HÉ realiZe d Tha T T h e T hINg iT WASh OL d iN g Ẅ As Ac T u a Lͅ Ly HIS he ā rT,A nd

He did not raise his head back up. Jester’s body collapsed to the ground.

“How...!?”

Seeing their master’s body suddenly turn utterly immobile, Jester’s disciple-mages panicked. Their eyes grew wide as they looked at the situation unfolding before them. A third arm, red in color, had sprouted from the woman’s back. It extended all the way to
Jester’s body, and where it brushed against his chest—

How strange. That red hand came to hold a heart—and then crushed it.

The remaining mages looked at their master’s body and at the woman, their gaze flitting back and forth. They cried out, frenziedly.

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Fate/Strange Fake, Volume 1, Prologue 3: Assassin