reforgedsoulMundane.
While it is good that you plan on reuniting me with Saber, I am not at ALL happy about your choice of game.
Firstly, because it's on a space station. Secondly, because you were, at one point, seriously considering a talking cat as my Master, no matter how much magical experience he might have had as a witch's familiar. Thirdly, because you are dragging me into another war, as a Servant, at all. And, seriously, "Artificer" as my class? You may as well tape a sign to my back saying "So as he prays, Unlimited Blade Works" for all our potential foes to see.
And, most troubling of all, the only food available in any quantity is called brickstuff. Brickstuff! You are a graduate of a culinary arts school, are you not? Do you understand the dire situation you are putting me in, speaking in culinary terms?
And, yes, yes, "Unlimited Food Porn," how very original. Tell me, was Sailor Moon in the fanfic you stole that tired old joke from, mundane?