Type-moon, But Full of Evil Simulator

[You were born as the son of the humble king Vortigern] [You pulled the sword from the stone, but thrust it back in, the blade emitting a clanging cry] [You promoted farming, popularized education, and abolished the nobility. The knights reviled you as "the son of the ominous white dragon"] [You sacrificed Vortigern, gathered the remaining flames of the last days of the Age of Gods, and launched a final assault on the Inner Sea of ​​Stars]... [Your wife and daughter died at the hands of Ares...] [You took up the demonic sword Aatrox] [You burned the Temple of Olympus]... The wheels of the carriage rolled over...