Gareth Fgo Novels & Stories

Throwing another wild punch, I side step him again, punching him in the face this time, burning him again, but his skin just grows back like the last time my fireball touched him. I school the shock I feel and keep fighting, Gareth, fueled by his ego isn’t putting up as good of a fight as our father thought he would, out of the corner of my eye I can see the enraged, darkened look on his face. “Enough!” He booms out, “finish this, Gareth! You’re part demon for goddess sake! She’s just a girl!” As he says that, something changes in Gareth, he runs at me fast, faster than I can process and stabs me with something, a needle.

after I said those words, I left the room. I quickly went to the garage and walked over to my car. “I missed you, my Ferrari.” I went in and wasted no time. I turned it on while there was a smile on my lips. I didn’t really expect that this would happen today. I can finally go to that place without impersonation. After a long ride, I was already at Gale. I parked my car in front of the hideout and stayed outside for a couple of minutes. I don’t know why I was nervous. Maybe because I’m here as the real me and not the Gandhara who steal things for fun.

Noah watched Gareth with the same kind of quiet wariness he reserved for broken alternators and cops who smiled too much. “So,” Noah said, “are you here to warn me or recruit me?” Gareth smirked. “I’m here to see how long you’ll last.” “Honest.” “And maybe,” Gareth added, “because I like rooting for underdogs. Especially when the favorites are assholes.” “Careful,” Noah said. “Someone might think you’re human.” Gareth leaned in slightly. “Just don’t mistake my attention for loyalty. This place eats sincerity for breakfast.” “Yeah?” Noah asked. “What do you eat?”