With the dawn of a new day approaching, Vahn gazed out over Avalon, watching as the first rays of sunshine began to crest the horizon. It was currently mid-January so a palpable mist had settled over much of the island, drawing out the inherent mysticism that one might expect from such a legendary location. Vahn’s fondness for Avalon had only …

As an ‘Imperial Suite’, Vahn’s usual room at the Enma-tei had a large pavilion attached to it. This was an area where he could enjoy the fresh evening air and admire the perpetually full, abnormally large, moon above. He found the sight rather mesmerizing, possessing a calming quality that encouraged people to reflect on their actions… While Vahn was enjoying …

While relaxing in a steamy bath of emerald-green water, Vahn reclined with his arm hooked around the shoulders of Nobunaga, absentmindedly massaging her breasts as she leaned against him with a somewhat lascivious expression. At the same time, his right hand danced about whimsically, shaping the water of the onsen into the form of a serpentine dragon. Though he no …

When everything was said and done, the Heroes Faction ended up being forced out of the Moon Cell, their penultimate destination being Mt. Emei, one of the Four Sacred Peaks located in Southern China. Here, Chang’e established their official headquarters, claiming the 3100m tall mountain as the first official stronghold of the Heroes Faction. From there, they were free to …

Upon finalizing his selection, Vahn watched, his expression one of abject curiosity, as a feminine ‘robot’ manifested before him. It was surprisingly tall, standing on some kind of thrusters that not only allowed it to move freely within atmosphere but travel at near-light speeds outside of it. The four, pointed, wings on its back served to aid in this purpose, …

Starting off his ‘summoning party’, Vahn cycled through the information listed on the Throne’s terminal before selecting Sigurd and summoning him as a Saber Class. Though his legend had striking similarities with Siegfried, to the point they were both fabled to have killed Fafnir, they were, in truth, entirely different beings. The principle difference between them, excluding their actual origins, …

After an inordinately long period of love-making, even involving Gray once things had calmed down, Vahn was laying in a large bed amidst an endless sea of flowers. Though several days had passed, the sky was still the same crystal clear blue it had been when Artoria first dragged Gray and him inside. As for the outside world, not even …

Sensing Artoria’s momentum building, Vahn got the impression that, even if he wanted to refuse her, she wouldn’t be willing to take no for an answer. Her behavior reminded him of how Terra behaved whenever she got excited, but, rather than a gentle and serene aura, Artoria’s was like a tsunami that threatened to overwhelm anything in its path. Even …

Vahn wasn’t foolish enough to trust Merlin completely, but, when it regarded things like Artoria’s happiness, the flowery magus could be pretty reliable. Thus, knowing Artoria’s ‘true form’ would be a reflection of her ideal self, it didn’t matter what she ended up looking like. So long as she was happy, there was no reason for him not to be. …

Around the same time that he was discussing the summoning of Heroes, Vahn had freed up a bit of time, seeking out Artoria. He didn’t want to surprise her by summoning a ‘doppelganger’ of herself without any forewarning, but, more importantly, he wanted to resolve the matter of her ‘surprise’. It wasn’t something that needed to be taken care of …