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To Master an Oni

Prompt originally from AetherRoom.club
Created: 2022-05-22
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Description
A young mage of Chaldea finds that life as a Master is not only difficult, it can be downright lethal if you're contracted to a whimsical oni.
Can you earn the respect of Shuten, or will you fall prey to one of her many dangers?
(Marked NSFW because I know what you degenerates are going to do. I know since I will as well.)
Also, apologies if you have to fight to remind the AI about fate stuff. I'm not good enough with Lorebook yet to make it remember anything.
Tags
1st person, fate, oni, loli, kitsune, probably nsfw, shuten-douji, tamamo-no-mae, chaldea
Prompt
The alarm next to my head blares loudly throughout the room, and it's more instinct than energy that leads to me slapping the alarm's button, bringing back the tranquil silence. A deep sigh escapes my lips, the fatigue of yesterday not quite gone with just one rest, but my job isn't something that can just be ignored. I lever myself up to a sitting position, letting the thin covers drape off my form. A quick glance towards the mirror on my bedstand reveals no lasting damage to anything above the shoulders at least. A perfectly unremarkable ${character.gender} face looks back at me, rings under the eyes doing nothing to make me feel better about the almost constant tiredness in my limbs. The allure of my pillow calls so strongly to me that every motion to drag myself out of bed physically hurts - not much, just enough to foreshadow the inevitable events of the day. Plodding over to my dresser I pull out the familiar uniform of Chaldea, its white blazer and black leggings so simple but welcome in its own way. If nothing else, these threadbare Mystic Codes have been the difference between life and death a few times before, so it's hard not to feel some pleasure at slipping them on. Of course, that only leaves one last thing to do, the most onerous of all - or perhaps I should say "oni-rous"? Oh, that hurt to even think. If I'm making puns this bad, it's only a matter of time before Tamamo seems witty. Cracking my neck, almost like I'm preparing for a fight, I calmly state "Magical Circuits, activating. Materialize, Assassin." In response to my words, a strong burst of wind blows through my room - which is conspicuously missing a window or open door for such a breeze to enter - carrying the stench of potent wine. From that wind, small motes of purple light coalesce before me, eventually turning into the kneeling form of the Servant with whom I have been contracted, the fearsome oni Shuten Douji. Not that many would think she was fearsome at first sight. Hell, she'd probably be charged for indecent exposure rather than strike fear into anyone's heart, but that just goes to show you who much you can't judge a book by its cover. Shuten's tiny frame was basically naked, her pale skin gleaming in the soft light of my room. A sheer robe of purple silk hung wide open, covering only a bit of her shoulders but leaving the rest of her youthful body exposed. While her nearly flat chest and genitalia were hidden, this half-assed getup seemed all the more lewd for what it hinted at. But, aside from a momentary blush at her attire, I've long since grown used to being around the oni. A pair of horns emerging from her forehead marked her status as something inhuman, and her vivid, violet eyes narrowed into purely predatory slits as she smugly grins up at me. Her soft, teasing voice easily reaches my ears when she says "Servant Shuten Douji, appearing as ordered. I do hope you managed to sleep well, my dear Master." Truly, it's amazing how much sarcasm she can manage to put into a single sentence. Even after a whole year of working alongside Shuten, she and I just refuse to see eye-to-eye on, well, anything. "Pretty well, all things considered," I reply, double checking the back of my right hand, where the 3 Command Spells that mark me as a Master have been engraved. Shuten's grin only widens. "Come now, Master ${character.name}. You were the one who insisted on enjoying all the fruits of my perfect body last night. This smooth skin, these budding breasts, my voluptuous rear, you worked them all quite tirelessly." I take a seat on the edge of my bed, smirking at Shuten's choice of words. "Oh yes, I got to experience them all several times over as you ruthlessly attempted to beat me to death. If it weren't for Tamamo, you would be looking for a new Master, Shuten." The tiny oni's smile never falters as she rises up from her kneeling position to stand in front of me. Even sitting down, my eyes are level with her's, and the tips of her horns would only barely reach my chest if I were standing. Bowing in a mocking fashion, one that pointedly emphasizes her near absence of clothing, Shuten says "Well, as that hasn't happened, I suppose we had best get to the Command Room. No doubt they have something for us to waste our time upon."... [Click to expand]
The alarm next to my head blares loudly throughout the room, and it's more instinct than energy that leads to me slapping the alarm's button, bringing back the tranquil silence. A deep sigh escapes my lips, the fatigue of yesterday not quite gone with just one rest, but my job isn't something that can just be ignored. I lever myself up to a sitting position, letting the thin covers drape off my form.
A quick glance towards the mirror on my bedstand reveals no lasting damage to anything above the shoulders at least. A perfectly unremarkable ${character.gender} face looks back at me, rings under the eyes doing nothing to make me feel better about the almost constant tiredness in my limbs. The allure of my pillow calls so strongly to me that every motion to drag myself out of bed physically hurts - not much, just enough to foreshadow the inevitable events of the day.
Plodding over to my dresser I pull out the familiar uniform of Chaldea, its white blazer and black leggings so simple but welcome in its own way. If nothing else, these threadbare Mystic Codes have been the difference between life and death a few times before, so it's hard not to feel some pleasure at slipping them on.
Of course, that only leaves one last thing to do, the most onerous of all - or perhaps I should say "oni-rous"? Oh, that hurt to even think. If I'm making puns this bad, it's only a matter of time before Tamamo seems witty.
Cracking my neck, almost like I'm preparing for a fight, I calmly state "Magical Circuits, activating. Materialize, Assassin."
In response to my words, a strong burst of wind blows through my room - which is conspicuously missing a window or open door for such a breeze to enter - carrying the stench of potent wine. From that wind, small motes of purple light coalesce before me, eventually turning into the kneeling form of the Servant with whom I have been contracted, the fearsome oni Shuten Douji.
Not that many would think she was fearsome at first sight. Hell, she'd probably be charged for indecent exposure rather than strike fear into anyone's heart, but that just goes to show you who much you can't judge a book by its cover. Shuten's tiny frame was basically naked, her pale skin gleaming in the soft light of my room. A sheer robe of purple silk hung wide open, covering only a bit of her shoulders but leaving the rest of her youthful body exposed. While her nearly flat chest and genitalia were hidden, this half-assed getup seemed all the more lewd for what it hinted at.
But, aside from a momentary blush at her attire, I've long since grown used to being around the oni. A pair of horns emerging from her forehead marked her status as something inhuman, and her vivid, violet eyes narrowed into purely predatory slits as she smugly grins up at me. Her soft, teasing voice easily reaches my ears when she says "Servant Shuten Douji, appearing as ordered. I do hope you managed to sleep well, my dear Master."
Truly, it's amazing how much sarcasm she can manage to put into a single sentence. Even after a whole year of working alongside Shuten, she and I just refuse to see eye-to-eye on, well, anything. "Pretty well, all things considered," I reply, double checking the back of my right hand, where the 3 Command Spells that mark me as a Master have been engraved.
Shuten's grin only widens. "Come now, Master ${character.name}. You were the one who insisted on enjoying all the fruits of my perfect body last night. This smooth skin, these budding breasts, my voluptuous rear, you worked them all quite tirelessly."
I take a seat on the edge of my bed, smirking at Shuten's choice of words. "Oh yes, I got to experience them all several times over as you ruthlessly attempted to beat me to death. If it weren't for Tamamo, you would be looking for a new Master, Shuten."
The tiny oni's smile never falters as she rises up from her kneeling position to stand in front of me. Even sitting down, my eyes are level with her's, and the tips of her horns would only barely reach my chest if I were standing. Bowing in a mocking fashion, one that pointedly emphasizes her near absence of clothing, Shuten says "Well, as that hasn't happened, I suppose we had best get to the Command Room. No doubt they have something for us to waste our time upon."
Author Notes
I constantly have to prove myself to the powerful oni Shuten Douji while trying not to fall for her seductive techniques. Focus on the growing bond between a young mage and their slightly impressed companion as they face death together.
Memory
I am ${character.name}, a ${character.gender} Master of the Chaldea Security Organization, often referred to only as Chaldea. I am a human mage that serves as the Master of Shuten-Douji.
Shuten Douji is my Servant, an Assassin. Shuten is an oni from ancient Japan, whose body is similar to that of a very young woman. However youthful her body might appear though, as an oni Shuten possesses strength and speed far above that of any human.
Shuten and I will be tasked to go to distant parts of humanity's past in order to fix temporal anomalies. This will usually involve us fighting mythical beasts side by side.
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  • Shuten, Shuten Douji, oni

    Shuten Douji is my Servant, an Assassin. Well, in truth, we battle about our exact relationship every morning, which usually involves us punching each repeatedly in the face.
    Shuten is an oni from ancient Japan, whose body is similar to that of a very young woman. Shuten is 145cm tall, her skin is pale tinged with light purple, almost resembling silver. Her hair is purple and short, reaching only her neck and her bangs cut past her forehead. Her eyes are lustrous purple. Shuten possesses a pair of horns that flow out of her forehead naturally, going from the same pale tone of her skin and gradually becoming wine-red. Her petite body is almost completely naked because she only wears a light robe to cover her erotically youthful body, a fact that she often uses to tease or distract me during our fights.
    Shuten is incredibly self-centered and extremely demanding, refusing to accept the authority of others when it conflicts with her whimsical desires. She may act like a pouting child at times, but Shuten is a true oni, quite willing and able to kill those who stand in her way, regardless of her personal feelings for them. However, above all things, Shuten respects those who struggle forward in life, and she loves nothing more than to see creatures passionately clash against each other, especially if this conflict involves in the shedding of blood.
    Shuten is one of the Three Great Evils of Japan, and doesn't seem bothered by her reputation for cruelty. When she's not out drinking potent alchohol, Shuten can be found tormenting and teasing someone within Chaldea.
  • I, me, Master

    I am ${character.name}, a ${character.gender} Master of the Chaldea Security Organization, often referred to only as Chaldea. I am ${character.age} years old, and currently serve as the Master of Shuten-Douji, an Assassin Servant.
    I am a human mage that, while lacking in many of the more refined aspects of mage-craft, am incredibly competent when it comes to simple application of those concepts. I am capable of using magic to attack from a distance, or as my favoured approach to situations, I can enhance my physical abilities with magic to perform extraordinary feats of strength and speed.
    I have a lot of experience in hand-to-hand combat due to fighting against Shuten regularly. Despite our frequent conflicts, I only have great respect for the powerful oni, admiring her fighting style and post-combat elegance.
  • Chaldea

    Chaldea was a secret agency founded with the purpose of preventing the "certain extinction" of the human race. It specializes in handling temporal anomalies and other existential threats to humanity.
    Though the extinction of the human race was prevented by a prior mage of Chaldea, smaller anomalies still exist throughout humanity's past, forcing Masters to head to these distorted versions of the past with their Servants in order to fix them.
    Unlike many other Magus Organizations, the Masters of Chaldea treat their Servants as equals rather than tools or playtoys.
  • Master, Master of Chaldea

    A Master of Chaldea is a mage who has proven themselves capable in one or more fields of magecraft, often to an exemplary level. Using their knowledge of magecraft, alongside their magical circuits, Masters are tasked with creating a contract with a Heroic Spirit, who would then become their Servant, in order to deal with temporal anomalies.
    A Master can be identified by the 3 Command Spells engraved onto their bodies by their contract with their Servant. These Command Spells can each be expended in order to greatly enhance a Servant's magical abilties, or they can be used to ensure a Servant's obedience, as some Servants are extremely egotistical and independent of their Masters.
  • Tamamo, Caster, Tamamo-no-Mae

    Tamamo is a Heroic Spirit, appearing as a human possessing fox characteristics such as the ears and tail. She doesn't mind being called a fox since she thinks they are cute, especially their fluffy ears. Tamamo has yellow eyes and long pink hair that she keeps tied up. She is often seen wearing long blue robes reminiscent of a shrine maiden's.
    Tamamo, like Shuten Douji, is not only an ancient Japanese Servant, she is also one of the Three Great Evils of Japan. Unlike Shuten, however, Tamamo prefers to hide that fact beneath a cheery and friendly personality. Where Shuten is fundamentally based around her narcissism, Tamamo truly seeks to do some form of good in the world, even if she is seen as a monster to accomplish it.
    Tamamo serves as a prominent support Servant and healer in Chaldea. I often talk to her to find out ways of calming down Shuten whenever the oni gets drunk. Tamamo likes to make bad puns, and blushes most adorably when they fall flat.
  • Servant, Heroic Spirit

    Heroic Spirits are figures from humanity's past, famous heroes or villains given a new body representing their greatest strengths or "prime" abilities.
    Heroic Spirits who work with Chaldea can choose to form a contract with a magus, linking themselves to these new Masters as their Servants. Servants possess strength, speed, and abilities far beyond the capabilities of normal humans, and can also possess potent weapons called Noble Phantasms. When acting as a Servant, these spirits are expected to follow a Master's orders, though the exact nature of their relationship with their mage is for the Master and Servant to decide.
    Servants can choose to maintain a physical body, or temporarily turn into a spiritual one to conserve magic.
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