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(FGO Scathach Shortstack Jester TF)
🕑 Added 2025-03-19 18:47:07 +0000 UTCThe biting chill Scathach first. One moment she had been beside Fujimaru, the next she found herself here. Grey stone walls, quiet silence, and the strong smell of magic filled the hall. Her red eyes narrowed as she looked around the fancy, yet odd room. She was away from her Master, deep in enemy territory.
“Typical,” she muttered, flexing her spear, Gáe Bolg, its red shine cutting through the dark gloom. “Need to find master.”
A deep laugh echoed from the far side of the hall. A man sat on a high chair, dressed in rich clothes that screamed "tyrant" without a word. He was flanked by guards wearing armor that pulsed with the same strange magic.
“Well, well,” the man drawled, his voice carrying easily. “A lone fighter has wandered into the lion’s den. And a very… impressive one at that. Tell me, warrior, what brings you here? Or are you just lost?”
Scathach slammed the end of her spear into the stone floor, the sound ringing like a challenge. “I am here to end your rule, tyrant. You have upset the balance of this place, and I will set it right.”
The king chuckled, a low, rumbling sound. “Bold words for one so… outnumbered.” He snapped his fingers, and a wave of purple energy spread from him, washing over Scathach.
She braced herself, expecting a strong attack, but instead she felt a strange tickle all over her body. It felt as if she was shrinking. Her clothes first felt loose, then oddly tight in some places. The room around her seemed to grow larger.
When the magic faded, Scathach blinked in surprise. Her strong body was now very small. The clothes she once wore were gone, replaced by a jester outfit. She even wore a jester’s hat.
She opened her mouth to roar, but her voice came out light and playful.
“Well, isn’t this a fun twist!” she chirped. She did a little dance. “That was a neat trick, Your Majesty! Although I must say, my old clothes were much cooler,” she added with a wink at the king.
The king roared with laughter, clearly pleased. “Amazing! It worked perfectly! You went from fearsome warrior to… a cute little jester! What do you say, little jester? Are you ready to entertain your king?”
Scathach—no, she felt different now. The fierce anger of a warrior was far away, replaced by a strange sense of fun. She struck a pose, one hand on her hip, the other holding her jester’s hat.
“Entertain, Your Majesty?” she giggled. “Of course! It would be my greatest pleasure! But first, let me show you my new tricks. Tell me, Your Majesty,” she leaned forward with bright red eyes twinkling, “are you afraid of sharp sticks?” She pulled out a large, colorful wooden mallet from seemingly nowhere and waved it with a cheeky grin. “Because this little jester knows some neat moves!”
The king, still laughing, leaned back on his throne, clearly delighted. “By all means, entertain me, little jester. Show me what a ''servant'' can do. I think this place just got a lot more… fun.”
Scathach, once a teacher and queen, now bounced lightly on her feet, a smug smile spreading across her face. “Oh, it most certainly did, Your Majesty. Most certainly.”
This new role was going to be fun. And who knew? Maybe being a jester wasn’t so bad after all—especially when she could still cause mischief, only now with a lot more sparkle.
Comments
麦克 王
Maybe you can continue this series？
麦克 王
Oh man, when will you release the new ones? Maybe you can make some new images of her?
