There stood Artoria on the battlefield, covered in blood and surrounded by piles of corpses, breathing heavily and looking at the dead body of Mordred. She had done it, she had killed her rebellious daughter, and yet she felt empty, because when she looked down at herself, she saw the sword stuck in her chest and knew that she didn't have long to live either. She fell to her knees and thought about her life up to this end. That was the moment she found out that from the beginning everything her fate had been set in stone. With reluctance and resentment, as she slowly fell to the ground and her vision darkened, all she could think of was that if she gets the chance in her next life she will look after herself instead of others. And so Artoria Pendragon, or more popularly Arthur Pendragon, died that day in the Battle of Camlann, which is to go down in legend, but this was not the end of Artoria. As her soul separates from her body and slowly ascends into the sky and makes its way to the throne of heroes, the surroundings suddenly turn grey and time stands still. Directly above the soul, a black portal opens and draws the white soul in. When Artoria opens her eyes, she finds herself in an endless black room and notices that she is no longer in pain. When she wants to look at her body, she notices that she has neither arms nor legs. She only sees a round white ball with a blue core, but before she can think about it any further, she hears his seductive female voice from the darkness. "Who do we have here if that isn't an interesting little soul? I've been watching you for a while and I must say your life was really funny to watch, especially towards the end." Artoria, who was angry about the voice's comment, shouted. Artoria: "Where are you hiding, coward, show yourself and fight." A laugh was heard that sounded both sweet and sadistic and then she spoke. "And what do you want to do with your soul, do me a nudge?" Only now did Arturia realize that she had died and only her soul remained, but instead of answering the voice's question, she asked her own. "Who are you and what do you want from me?" The voice answers, albeit in a more playful tone. "Who I am is too early for you, just know that I am something like your master and sponsor. As for what I want from you, I got bored over time and decided to reincarnate you and give you a new life, of course under my conditions, because I'm sick of these otakus screaming for their three wishes." Arturia didn't understand part of it, but she knew that this woman wanted to enslave her, she asked after some thought. "And what if I refuse?" Suddenly she felt a strong pressure as if her soul was shaking and she heard the woman whispering as if she were next to her. "Then I will torture you until you agree, but believe me you will have a lot of fun." Arturia, feeling the overwhelming pressure that almost destroyed her soul, saw that there was only one way and finally said, "I have no choice, so what happens now I go back to my world?" A giggle is heard. "Not for now, you will be sent to many different worlds and cause havoc or other things I ask you to do. For each world you go to, information will be deposited in your head. As far as your appearance goes, it will stay mostly the same with a few changes on my part." When she heard what was about to happen she was both reluctant and excited to be given another chance, but as the voice continued speaking those feelings subsided. "I also customized your armor and weapons to my liking, but that's a surprise for later, because now we're coming to your optimization. In my opinion, your soul is too "good" and naive, but don't worry, you'll stay yourself, just with a slightly twisted attitude, so shall we begin?" After she had finished speaking, you could see a blood-red ball forming out of nowhere that pulsates with corruption and evil just by looking at it. When Artoria saw this, she tried to get away as quickly as possible, but the ball's attraction became stronger and stronger and ultimately brought her into the ball. Her soul gradually absorbed this liquid until there was nothing left and only a black soul with red branching lines remained. A few minutes passed before the soul finally spoke: "Can I get going now?" The unknown woman could be heard speaking, even though she sounded much happier than before: "Of course my daughter, but first I should perhaps give you a new last name since your past is now irrelevant. How would you like the name Arturia Alter? It sounds good, doesn't it?" "So be it, from this day on I am Arturia Alter, send me off now so I can start my new life!" Without saying anything else, a portal opened beneath her and took the soul with it. When it became quiet again in the realm, all that could be heard was, "Heh, now it's getting fun let's see what she can do with All the World's Evils."
When Autoria woke up again, she was suddenly in a completely different landscape. She was in an open field surrounded by a forest. When she felt that she had control over her body again, she looked down at herself and saw black and red armor with white accents. This new armor felt lighter but much more durable than her old armor. When Artoria wanted to touch her face, she realized that she was wearing something like a full visor. She saw a lake nearby and looked at her mask and when she thought about wanting to see her face, the visor began to integrate with her lower armor (like Mordred) and all that remained was a black visor with red cracks. When she wanted to see her eyes, she took the visor off and now she could get an impression of her new figure. Her face looked largely unchanged except for red cracks that ran across her entire face and her white hair. But when she looked into her eyes she saw how inhuman she had become her eye was slit like a dragon's and the pupil was golden but pale as if there was no life left in her, her iris was mostly still black although there was a red line along the edge of the iris. She should have been disgusted by her appearance and yet she had never felt so good in her life no matter what this goddess had done to her, it had changed her profoundly and she enjoyed it. When she came to she put her visor back in its place and thought about the information she had received from the goddess which was a lot of different information about reincarnation, animes, worlds, summoning and much more she couldn't say where she was yet as she had only received basic information about worlds. There are apparently two species on this planet that are fighting for supremacy the ghouls want to eat humans while humans want to wipe out the ghouls. At the thought of having fun in this world a small smile came across her otherwise emotionless face. She looked around briefly in all directions before jumping in one direction, and she could finally feel that she had a lot more strength than before as she made her way to the next town.
3. pov
If someone lived a few kilometers away from Tokyo they would probably be amazed and frightened to see a female armored figure jumping through the woods and leaving a crater where she landed. This figure was of course none other than Atoria Alter who finally spotted the outline of a city on the horizon.
pov Artoria
After I finally reached the city after what felt like hours, I started walking so as not to attract everyone's attention. I quickly reached the outskirts of the city and started wandering through the alleys and looking around because the buildings and streets seem to be a lot more sophisticated than in my previous life and from the information I have I know that there are even more advanced worlds. As I look around I suddenly hear a voice. "Well hello sweetheart, have you dressed up as a knight? Your parents should have told you that all kinds of dangers lurk in the alleys, but don't worry, me and my boys will protect you, but of course not for nothing, so turn around." When he had finished speaking, he came towards me with his two companions and was already fiddling with his pants and had a lascivious expression on his face. Since I had had enough of that, I let my sword Excalibur Morgan appear in my hands. When I looked at it, its once holy appearance had turned into a demonic one and now looked mostly black with red patterns. When I looked up, I saw that the "robbers" were frozen when they saw this phenomenon, but I didn't want to waste any more time with this scum and ran towards them and only when I was right in front of them and was already swinging my sword did they react. "Holy shi-", "monste-" But it was all too late. With one swing, all three were cleanly cut in half at the hip. I looked into the leader's eyes and saw the last bit of life disappear from them and said quietly before she continued walking. "I could get used to that."As I continued walking through the alleys I suddenly found something strange. It had already become dark and with my enhanced senses I could hear chewing noises in the area. As I continued walking in that direction I finally found a blood-splattered person lying on top of another while the person was chewing on the person. The first thing I thought was that this was one of the so-called ghouls. So I thought that maybe I should test his fighting strength. And since he has a red cloak with a hood and a mask on his body, I could ask him a few questions about that and other things. As I approached him further he seemed to notice me and asked the question in a bit of a panic. "Who are you? Are you a pigeon?" Artoria: "No, just your playmate. You can surely tell me something about this world and what you know, right?" After I had said that I rushed towards him. When I saw that he didn't even react I was disappointed and only gave him a light blow in the side, but that was enough to throw him against the wall. When he finally got up, coughing and bleeding, he looked at me in horror and asked what kind of monster I was. I walked towards him without answering and spoke again. "Give me all the information you have or I'll make you do it." When he still refused to say anything, I put a smile on my face and said. "As you wish, let's begin."
3. pov
15 minutes later, Artoria is seen walking away from a disfigured corpse. The arms and legs are cut off. The stomach is cut open and organs are scattered everywhere. The only thing intact is the head, although the face is horribly distorted as if he was in unimaginable pain until his death. His murderer continued on unconcerned, but now with a goal. You could hear her whispering, "Phoenix Tree, this is going to be interesting."