How Does Limitless Bond, Where Infinity Meets Fate End?

Wow, the fanart scene around 'Fate' is absolutely crowded, and if you scroll Pixiv, Twitter, or Reddit for long enough you'll start to notice the same faces popping up in R-18 and mature-tagged work again and again. A mix of pure popularity, striking character design, and canon or in-game alternate outfits drives which servants get the most mature fan art. Characters who are both iconic across the franchise and who have a lot of official costume variants (seasonal swimsuits, festival outfits, alternate versions like 'Alter' forms) naturally show up more — artists love drawing different takes on a familiar silhouette, and the 'Fate' fandom gives them tons to play with. Top of the list, no surprise to me, is Artoria Pendragon (the Saber archetype) and her many variants: regular Saber, Saber Alter, and the various costume-swapped iterations. She's basically the flagship face of 'Fate/stay night', so she gets endless reinterpretations. Right behind her is Nero Claudius (especially the more flamboyant, flirtatious versions), and Jeanne d'Arc in both her saintly Ruler form and the darker 'Jeanne Alter' — Jalter is basically fan art fuel because she contrasts with the pure, iconic Jeanne. Tamamo no Mae and Ishtar (and the related goddesses like Ereshkigal) are massive because of their fox/goddess designs and seductive personalities, while Scathach and several lancer types get attention for that fierce, elegant look. Mash Kyrielight has exploded in popularity too; her shield/armor aesthetic combined with the soft, shy personality makes for a lot of tender or more mature reinterpretations. On the male side, Gilgamesh and EMIYA/Archer get their fair share, but female servants dominate mature art overall. There are a few other patterns I keep noticing: servants with swimsuit or summer event skins see a big spike in mature content right after those outfits release — game events basically hand artists a theme. Characters who already have a “dark” or “alter” version (Saber Alter, Jeanne Alter, others) are also heavily represented because the change in tone invites more risqué portrayals. Popularity in mobile meta matters too: the more you see a servant on your friend list or in banners, the more likely artists are to create content of them. Platforms drive trends as well — Pixiv has huge concentrated volumes, Twitter spreads pieces fast, and Tumblr/Reddit collections help older works circulate. Tags like R-18, mature, and explicit are where most of this lives, and many artists use stylized commissions to explore variants fans request. I love seeing how artists reinterpret these designs: a classic Saber portrait can turn into a high-fashion boudoir piece, while a summer Tamamo can become cheeky and playful or deeply sensual depending on the artist’s style. I also enjoy when artists blend canon personality with unexpected scenarios — stoic characters in intimate, vulnerable moments or jokey NPC skins drawn seriously. For me, the way the community keeps celebrating the same iconic servants but always inventing something new is what makes browsing fanart endlessly fun.

That instant the teeth meet flesh flips the moral ledger of the story and tells you everything you need to know about the protagonist's fate. I read the bite ending as both a literal plot device and a symbolic judgment: literally, it's infection, transformation, or death; symbolically, it's a point of no return that forces identity change. In stories like 'The Last of Us' or '28 Days Later' the bite is biological inevitability — once it happens, the character's fate is largely sealed and what follows is watching personality erode or mutate under the rules of the world. But it's also often philosophical. If the bite represents betrayal, obsession, or even salvation in vampire tales like 'Dracula' or 'Let the Right One In', the protagonist's fate becomes a moral endpoint rather than a medical one. The ending usually wants you to sit with the consequences: will they lose humanity, embrace a new monstrous freedom, or die resisting? For me, a bite ending that leaves ambiguity — a trembling hand, a half-healed scar, a mirror showing different eyes — is the best kind. It hangs the protagonist between two truths and forces the reader to choose which fate feels darker, which is honestly the part I love most.

I can't help but gush about how brutal and tragic Angron's arc is — if you want the clearest, deepest single-novel look at his fall and what he becomes, start with 'Betrayer'. Aaron Dembski-Bowden digs into the long, awful stretch from slave and gladiator to the primarch riven by the Butcher's Nails. That book doesn't just show his battlefield fury; it explores the psychological wreckage and how the Nails warp his agency. You see how he drifts toward chaos and what that means for his relationship with his legion and the wider Heresy. To fill in origin details and the slow-motion collapse, supplement 'Betrayer' with the Horus Heresy anthologies and the World Eaters-focused stories collected across the range. Several tales and novellas handle his youth on Nuceria, the gladiatorial pits, and the implants that define him. For the aftermath — the full, apocalyptic fate and the way he surfaces as something more than man — look to novels and short stories that follow the World Eaters after the Heresy; they show the legion's descent and his eventual monstrous transformation. Reading those together gives you a properly grim portrait that still hits me in the gut every time.

Pulling together those little coincidences and the big, historical echoes is what made 'All Roads Lead to Rome' land for me. The novel uses travel and convergence as a literal engine: separate lives, different eras, and scattered choices all swirl toward the city like tributaries joining a river. Instead of preaching that fate is fixed, the book dramatizes how patterns form from repeated decisions—someone takes the same detour, another forgives once too many, a third follows a rumor—and those micro-decisions accumulate into what readers perceive as destiny. I loved how the author drops small, recurring motifs—an old map, a broken watch, a stray phrase in Latin—that act like breadcrumbs. They feel like signs, but they also reveal how human attention selects meaning after the fact. Structurally, the chapters themselves mimic fate: parallel POVs that slowly compress, flashbacks that illuminate why a character makes a certain choice, and a pacing that alternates between chance encounters and deliberate planning. This creates a tension: are characters pulled by some invisible current toward Rome, or have they unknowingly nudged each other there? The novel leans into ambiguity, refusing a tidy answer, which is great because it respects the messiness of real life. On an emotional level, 'All Roads Lead to Rome' treats fate as a conversation between past and present—ancestors’ expectations, historical burdens, romantic longings—and the present-day ability to accept or reject those scripts. By the end I felt both unsettled and oddly comforted: fate here is neither tyrant nor gift, but a landscape you can learn to read. It left me thinking about the tiny choices I make every day.

Watching a soldier and a sailor grow close over the arc of a manga is one of my favorite slow-burn pleasures — it’s like watching two different maps get stitched together. Early volumes usually set the rules: duty, rank, and background get laid out in terse panels. You’ll see contrasting routines — a sailor’s watch rotations, knots, and sea jargon vs. a soldier’s drills, formation marches, and land-based tactics. Those small scenes matter; a shared cup of instant coffee on a rain-drenched deck or a terse exchange during a checkpoint quietly seeds familiarity. Authors often sprinkle in flashbacks that reveal why each character clings to duty, which creates an emotional resonance when they start to bend those rules for each other. Middle volumes are where the bond hardens. A mission gone wrong, a moment of vulnerability beneath a shared tarp, or a rescue sequence where one risks everything to pull the other from drowning — these are the turning points. The manga’s art choices amplify it: close-ups on fingers loosening a knot, a panel where two pairs of boots stand side by side, the way silence stretches across gutters. In titles like 'Zipang' or 'Space Battleship Yamato' you can see how ideology and command friction initially separate them, then common peril and mutual competence make respect bloom into something warmer. By later volumes, the relationship often survives betrayals and reconciliations, showing that trust forged under pressure is stubborn. Personally, those slow, textured climbs from formality to fierce loyalty are why I keep rereading the arcs — they feel honest and earned.

Right after 'Infinity War', everything about Gamora and Nebula felt like it had been ripped apart — literally and emotionally. For me, that period was dominated by loss and silence: Gamora was gone, and Nebula was left with a new kind of freedom that tasted bitter because it was bought by so much pain. In the short term Nebula’s exterior hardened; she channeled her grief into anger at Thanos and a cold determination to survive. The sibling rivalry that had defined them shifted into a more solitary identity struggle for Nebula — she was no longer just the scapegoat in their twisted family, but someone who had to reckon with what Gamora’s absence meant for her own sense of self. Then 'Endgame' flipped things into this weird, messy opportunity. When the 2014 Gamora shows up, she’s a version of the sister Nebula thought she lost — unscarred by time and not yet forged by trauma. That created tension but also a chance for honest confrontation. The two versions of Gamora and Nebula clash, but that clash slowly becomes a rough, real conversation about choice, autonomy, and reconciliation. Nebula’s arc becomes less about competing for Thanos’ approval and more about laying down the weapons of her past. By the time of later moments, their relationship moves toward repair: guarded forgiveness, practical care, and a new understanding that family can be rebuilt even after betrayal. I love how their bond evolves from cold rivalry into something quietly fierce and protective; it feels earned and heartbreaking in equal measure.

That twist still hits me hard, and I cheered and winced at the same time. In my view the author reshaped xlecx’s fate because they needed the finale to mean something brutally honest: sacrifice carries weight. Up until the last act xlecx had been drifting between guilt, responsibility, and stubborn hope, and a simple survival would have softened the entire arc into something too neat. By choosing a final, costly outcome for xlecx, the writer turned emotional investment into catharsis—readers don’t just celebrate a victory, they feel its price. Beyond thematic closure, there’s a craft-level reason. Finales are about resonant imagery and stakes that stick. Letting xlecx pay a significant toll reframed other characters’ choices and gave the world consequences that echo beyond the last page. It also avoided the trap of cheap resurrections or convenient escapes that would’ve undermined earlier danger. Personally, I felt the change was a ruthless but effective move: it hurt, but it made the story linger in my head long after I closed the book. That kind of lingering ache is exactly what I want from a finale sometimes.

You'd think counting them would be straightforward, but the fun twist is that the number depends on which version of the cosmos you're peeking into. At the simplest level both the films and the comics center around six iconic items, but the comics are a little more generous (and chaotic) about repetition, alternate sets, and weird alternate-universe duplicates. In the movies — the Marvel Cinematic Universe — there are six Infinity Stones: Space, Mind, Reality, Power, Time, and Soul. They show up as the Tesseract (Space), the Scepter/then-Vision (Mind), the Aether (Reality), the Orb (Power), the Eye of Agamotto (Time), and the sacrificial reveal on Vormir (Soul). Thanos’ whole arc in 'Avengers: Infinity War' and 'Avengers: Endgame' revolves around collecting those six and using the Gauntlet. Marvel simplified the lore for cinematic clarity: six stones, six cosmic powers, one big existential consequence when they’re combined. Comics-wise, the canonical number for a set is also six, but the story gets richer (and messier). In classic comic runs they’re called the Infinity Gems (or originally Soul Gems) and they cover the same conceptual domains: Mind, Power, Reality, Soul, Space, and Time. However, the comics added layers: every universe in the Marvel multiverse can have its own set, so there are technically many full sets across realities. You also get spin-off artifacts that behave similarly — Cosmic Cubes, the Heart of the Universe, and weird one-offs that either mirror a gem’s power or overwrite it. Major arcs like 'Infinity Gauntlet' and the 'Infinity Watch' center on one six-gem set, but later cosmic events show duplicates, exchanges, and even entities personifying the gems. So, bottom line from my fan perspective: both media canonically revolve around six stones per set, but the comics allow multiple sets across universes and throw in lots of cosmic extras. I love how the films boil it down into a clean, emotional quest while the comics keep handing you new corners of the multiverse to explore — it’s both satisfying and deliciously endless.