I fell down through the empty space beneath the library floor blocks, feeling the cool air rush past my face as my body plummeted into the deep void below. The sensation of dropping through the darkness was continuous, and I counted the silent moments as they passed by in the absolute quietness of the subterranean abyss. I fell for one minute without any sign of a bottom or a solid surface anywhere near my descending body, my hands still tightly clutching the thin book I had just retrieved from the tall wooden shelf. Exactly sixty seconds passed while my physical frame remained suspended in this state of rapid descent, wondering when and where this unexpected journey would finally come to an end. When my boots finally made contact with a surface and I landed, my body braced itself for a hard impact, but the ground beneath me felt completely level and firm. However, as I stood straight and adjusted my stance on this new footing, what I saw was complete darkness stretching out in every single direction around my position. There were no lights, no walls, no ceiling, and no features of any kind visible to my eyes, leaving me in a state of total visual isolation within the dark room.
I stood perfectly motionless in the deep obscurity, listening carefully for any sounds that might indicate where I was or what lay ahead of me in the stillness. Suddenly, without any warning or gradual shift, everything lit up all at once, illuminating the entire space with a bright and clear radiance that completely vanished the shadows from the room. The sudden illumination revealed a small, enclosed area with plain surfaces, and right in the center of the room, my eyes caught sight of a singular object. I saw a small black cube resting perfectly flat on top of a simple chair that stood solitary on the smooth floor blocks. Drawn by curiosity, I walked forward across the level ground, reached out my right hand, and grabbed it securely with my fingers, lifting the dark object off the seat. The moment my hand wrapped around the smooth surface of the object, a sudden flash of energy occurred right in front of my face. Suddenly, a girl appeared out of thin air, standing just a few paces away from my position in the middle of the room. She looked directly at me, her posture upright and steady, and she said, "Hello there. My name is Chlaire and I'm a saint servant. This is my secret dimension, how did you get in?"
I did not move my legs or make any sudden gestures after her unexpected arrival in the illuminated space. I just stood still and just looked at her, keeping my hands resting quietly by my sides while I observed her calm expression and steady posture in the center of the area. The silence between us lasted for a brief moment as I processed her sudden greeting and the questions she had asked about my presence. I lifted my chin slightly, looked straight into her face, and I suddenly asked, "What's a saint servant? And I got in because I went inside an infinite maze-like library in one of the human king's mansions." My voice sounded very clear and steady in the quiet room as I explained the exact manner of my arrival through the collapsing floor blocks. I wanted to know the meaning of her unique title and understand the true nature of this hidden realm where I had landed after my long fall.
She listened to my explanation with a completely attentive expression, keeping her body perfectly still on the smooth ground as I finished speaking. She just looked at me and said, "A saint servant is just like a saint hero that is chosen and the strongest in the line of saint hero candidates. And if you don't know anything about saint hero candidates, they are chosen to represent a church and sent to an academy where the saint hero candidates will train and get chosen by the head priest and the statue of the gods to be the new hero. That's how a new saint hero appears every time the current saint hero dies; the next strongest saint hero candidate would be chosen as the next saint hero, although the first hero is an exception. Saint hero and the first hero are different, and it's basically hero and saint hero. A hero is natural while a saint hero is made or trained, and I have no idea what actually happened to the first hero, and the only thing I know is that he got called the first hero because the people just called him that after he saved everyone that time. For saint servants, there are saint servant candidates and it works relatively the same but is less common, and instead of working for everyone like a hero, we serve individuals. And if we don't have a master, we are in a random dimension waiting for an individual to either randomly get in or by force and others, etc. Since you got in, you must be a worthy master. Let's forge a soul bond contract."
Her long explanation filled the quiet room completely, providing a massive amount of detailed information about the unique system of heroes and servants that existed beyond my regular knowledge. I stood perfectly motionless on the level floor, absorbing the final details of her speech while keeping my physical grip relaxed on the small black cube. The concept of creating a direct agreement with her was completely unexpected, and I wanted to understand the full consequences of such a powerful action before making a final decision. I stood still and just asked, "One more thing... What would happen if I do this soul bond contract?" I kept my voice calm and direct, looking for an honest description of what this permanent bond would mean for our futures. She did not hesitate to answer my query, maintaining her steady posture as she explained that, "Then I'll have to serve you forever, and when you die, I die." The absolute finality of her words hung in the quiet air of the secret dimension, showing the deep commitment required by the contract.
I stood still and just looked at her for a few silent moments, contemplating the immense responsibility of binding her life to mine forever. I thought about the heavy struggles I had faced earlier during my intense training match against Chalreth, and how much I needed to improve my physical power to survive future battles in the mansion. I lifted my head, directed my gaze straight into her face, and asked a very direct question to find out if she could assist me with my training. I said, "Can you make me stronger?" She instantly said, "Yes, and one more thing. You have to give me a title while doing the soul bond contract. It's basically a boost and will shape my already busted abilities to whatever title you choose for me." Her answer was confident and immediate, letting me know that my choice of words during the agreement would have a permanent effect on the nature of her powers.
I listened to her requirements carefully, understanding that the specific title I selected would define the expression of her abilities from this moment forward. I just nodded my head up and down in a slow, silent gesture to show her that I accepted the terms and was completely ready to proceed with the ritual. As soon as I gave my consent, she moved her body forward across the smooth ground, closing the remaining distance between our positions. She reached out her hands, grabbed my hand firmly within her secure grasp, and she kneeling down on the level floor blocks in front of my frame to show her submission. She looked up at my face from her position on the ground, keeping her hands wrapped tightly around mine, and asked me, "Go on." I stood straight above her, feeling the immense gravity of the situation as I prepared to deliver the chosen words. I somewhat understood the purpose of the naming process, matching her incredible potential with a word that carried a massive amount of destructive force. I took a deep breath, looked down at her kneeling form, and said, "Chlaire, Saint Servant... Calamity."
The moment the final word left my lips, the ritual reached its completion. She leaned forward slightly and she kissed my hand, pressing her lips against my skin to seal the soul bond contract forever. Instantly, a burst of mana and light appeared all around our bodies, illuminating the secret dimension with a brilliant, blinding flash that completely covered our sight. The environment around us began to dissolve rapidly within the brilliant radiance as the magical force took hold of our physical frames. In the blink of an eye, we teleported back at the mansion hallway but the library disappeared even the thin book I held.