Prologue Golden Night

It was a cloudy night in Fuyuki city.

The light from the moon could barely enter the already dark nave of the church, making the area of the confessional even darker. The darkness accompanied by the very oppressing presence of the priest created an uncomfortable and heavy pressure on the sinner sitting at the confessional.

For Dai Kita, a man who was not a catholic, could only guess that the feeling he was having was as if that Christian God was watching down on you, judging, condemning and ready to send you straight to the depths of hell.

But he had tried to ignore this feeling, as impossible as it felt, and tried to focus on what he came here to. The only reason he had even come here was to get all the guilt over what he had done off his chest; he had heard that the Cristian church held confessions that remained in privacy, also that their God was a forgiving one and for him that was a plus! So he thought that going to the church and confessing was a good idea.

He wasn't prepared for the heavy presence that had greeted him.

"How long as it been since your last confession?" The deep voice of the priest had carried out through the booth.

"I-I well, haha, I haven't confess, like ever really." Dai said with a weak and jovial tone, he had tried to lighten up the mood but found himself feeling like he had just made a mistake.

It didn't help that the priest had remained quiet, making Dai feel even worse. Droplets of sweat had started to fall from his face; he swallowed more frequently as the silence continued on…and after what it seemed like an eternity a light hum from the priest was heard.

"Hmm, why have you come here?"

"I-I already told you! I came to confess!"

"What are your sins my son?"

"I, well, you see, ah my wife as a friend— and she listens to me! And well I-I kind of had sex with her..." The priest hummed once more.

"Why?"

"I-I, well my wife is a— pretty cold person. She wasn't like that at the beginning! She used to be so sweet and so caring— but ever since I lost my first job over some stupid mistake, s-she has been treating me like trash!" All that pent up anger that he had deep within him had started to get out, this is what he needed! There was no one who he could really just say all of this, not even the woman he cheated with.

"Continue."

"S-So I thought she was cheating on me! A-And her friend always looked at me in understanding— she knew how much my wife change! S-So one thing led to another and we had sex! Yeah! I cheated on my wife! A-and—." Sweat was pouring through his face like a cascading river, his hands tremble furiously and he had to grasp for air as he felt it escape his lungs. "But…"

"She never cheated on you." Was the simple reply; Dai's hands clenched; as he heard the priest, it filled him with hot and bitter anger. This priest should stay silent and just listen!

"Yes! But she still deserved that, she— she shouldn't treat me as if I was some piece of shit! I'm her damn husband! I'm the one who brings the money home! I'm the man in the house! She can't treat me like!" His screams were becoming hoarse. "S-So I'll cheat on her until she treats me with the respect and love I deserve!"

After that the only sound that could be heard was the haggard breathing of the sinner present. He felt somewhat relieved that he finally had the chance to get all of that out of his system. Now all he had to wait was for the damn priest to say he was forgiven and he could go home.

Dai could not see the priest from his side of the booth, but he heard his cloth rustle as if he had inclined his head. "Yes, it is a perfectly understandable course of action from someone like you..."

"Then what I did wasn't wrong, right!? I-It was j-just a mistake— and she deserved it anyway, r-right?" The sinner said in relief, so it wasn't as bad as he thought. It was only something that he had done once. It was not like he was going to have a repeated performance; he had only said that he would cheat again as a thing of the moment, he really wouldn't cheat on his wife again, right?

"No what you have done was wrong. In fact I'm considering throwing you out the church, since your mere presence here dirties the house of God." The reply was given so calmly and bluntly that it almost made Dai break his neck when he turned toward the direction of the priest.

"W-W-What, but you said that—!?" The man shuttered in confusion, tears had formed on his eyes. What was with the harsh reply? Wasn't he supposed to help him?

"A man who is capable of going against the will of God, after receiving His blessing in marriage, is nothing but a filth that defiles the world that God has given us. How do you expect to be forgiven? When you have betrayed God himself?" The man said those words plainly and bluntly, making the impact of the words far harsher. "Do you feel it?"

"F-F-Feel i-it—?" Dai was quivering and crying now, he had come to the church to confess and to get everything that was weighting him down out of his chest… not this!

"Indeed, the weight of your guilt. The weight of the disappointment that God has upon your action, how heavy does it feel? Does it crush your very being?"

"Y-Y-Yes! I-I haven't gone back home! M-My wife—! I can't look at her without feeling guilty! I-I— I didn't— mean for it to happen! I-I just wanted to have that caring support again—to feel loved again." The sinner proclaimed, his heart was heavy has if it was about to fall from his chest. Tears of anger, guilt and confusion flowed through his face.

"That is very good." The voice of priest filtered his ears, just from the tone of voice it was clear that he was smiling. "Then God shall forgive you."

"W-Wait, w-w-what—?" The man pulled back at this, he could not understand the reasoning of the priest. It was as if he was being toyed with!

"God will forgive all those who have sins. He who accepts his faults and regrets his actions will find the forgiveness of God." The priest chuckled at this, making the sinner become even more confuse. "It is those who are flaw and ugly, it those people that shall find God."

"I-I understand…"

"Then let us pray." The clouds in the sky moved, letting the light of the moon filtered inside the church. By the time the darkness had resided from the nave both the priest and the sinner had finished their prayer.

Dai felt… free… he could not feel that crushing guilt that he had for the last few days. He had to talk to his wife about everything that had happened, but…

"Thank you father, but I have something to ask." The priest looked at him with unemotional eyes, unnerving the free man even more.

"Then ask."

"Just as God as forgiven me— do you think my wife will one day forgive me as well?" The priest closed his eyes as if thinking, only for him opened them just as quickly as he closed them.

"I said that God would forgive you— not your wife." The priest said bluntly.

Dai looked at him in shock, then he nodded his head. "B-But— I-I, thank you Father."

With that he left. He felt free and guiltless, but now he was full of dread for what awaited him at home.

Just as the door closed footsteps could be heard heading toward where the priest was standing; Kirei Kotomine, already knowing who it was stood there patiently.

"How utterly disgusting, after taking the pleasures of flesh, he regrets it? How low has humanity fallen?" A man stepped around the altar, his mere presence illuminating even more the entire nave of the church. He looked at the priest with a sneer.

"The confession of a sinner is a private manner King of Heroes, a moment of privacy between he who seeks redemption and God." The priest turned toward the man in gold who had looked of distaste at the words.

"Truly Kotomine, I had thought that you already knew that I go where I please." Kirei just gave him a smile and began to head toward the altar; he grabbed the bible and began to skim through the pages.

"Of course Gilgamesh— has your situation gotten any better?" Gilgamesh looked at the priest from the corner of his eyes. He crossed his arms and looked at the night sky with distaste.

"No, this new body of mine has still not become accustomed to this era— even after a month of being given to me." Indeed, for the past month the once cool, calm and proud had change for the worse. All that remained was the proud aspect of the golden king and it had gotten bad with each passing day. The man was getting more vicious and his immense disgust to the modern era almost physically hurt him, it amused Kirei seeing him seethe in hatred.

Though it was starting to worry him ever so slightly…

The reincarnated being hands clenched tightly on his biceps, the leather jacket wrinkling and nearly breaking at the great stain that they were enduring. "But…"

Kirei had continued to read through the bible before closing the book with one hand. "Hmm, have you found your solution?"

"Do not be foolish Kirei, I always had the solution. I merely wished to see what the world had to offer with my kingly might." After he had said this a golden rippled appeared on the air and a small translucent bottle with a very peculiar design and a liquid substance inside it dropped into his awaiting hand. "Until the next Holy Grail War I shall spend my time in this world in leisure."

The King of Heroes opened the small bottle and brought it up to his lips, the strange substance was nearing his lips. Kirei looked at the scene with his usual cold and uninteresting gaze, but there was something that was nagging the brown haired man.

It was a question, a simple and short question. He truly didn't need to ask it, the problem would already be solved by the time that the golden king drank whatever liquid that bottle had. Yet he found himself compelled to ask the powerful reincarnated man in front of him.

It was here where there was a divergence in the fate of the world.

"Then why did you not use your solution earlier King of Heroes, if it had been causing you so many problems?"

At hearing this, the golden man stopped his actions parting the bottle away from his lips and he looked at Kirei with an unreadable gaze. Suddenly a tremendous pressure filled the nave, the priest suddenly tensed up and his eyes widened in surprise and in incredible caution.

He had underestimated just how displease the reincarnated Heroic Spirit was.

"Why? Why would I not use my solution earlier you dare ask… Kotomine?" Gilgamesh's shoulder shook; Kirei took a step back creating some space between himself and the other man in the church… not that such thing would matter; even if he had run ten miles away from the king, he would still be caught by the eminent explosion that was Gilgamesh.

Such a thing wouldn't have matter to him in the past; he knew that he was on very thin ice now, but back before meeting Gilgamesh? He truly did not care if he had died. Of course he would fight tooth and nail to live but it was not because of some innate desire to live… it was just what any normal person would had done, fight to survive. And admittedly he had walked into that one quite foolishly.

Again, that was in the past…

But now… he had a desire to live. He wanted something. And for him to obtain that… he needed to live until the next Holy Grail War.

So for now, he had to run damage control.

"Of course, you wished to see how this era had grown since your absences." Kirei said with ease, he folded his arms back and looked at the man in front of him. "You must have noted that the humans of this new world were not worthy of having your treasures nor whatever kindness you were about to show them. It was quite a stupid question to ask."

With those words said, the golden man's shoulders stopped shaking. The priest had succeeded on his goal. Gilgamesh raised his head, his crimson eyes showing an incredible amount of disdain and amusement at the same time. How the ancient King managed to pull this off, such ability flew right above Kirei's head.

"Kirei… I'm impressed, no wonder so many people leave satisfied with a tongue like that." Kirei's right eyebrow rose at the comment. "But your right about two things Kirei… it was a stupid question to ask… and that those pathetic mongrels are unworthy of having me be amongst them, of being able to live upon my garden without the king's permission."

The king started to walk toward Kirei, looking intently into his eyes. The amount of pressure that those eyes were radiating was nearly suffocating, for those eyes did not see a human being, no they merely saw a possession… an object, a toy, something temporary.

If Kirei were to choose to take a step back; this time death would be assure… it was a cold and very depressing reality… though for Kirei this was just another normal day for his incredibly complicated life.

"Hm. So you will ratify that I presume."

"Indeed, I will not wait here like some common mongrel. I will not give trash the chance to admire my kingly might." His voice was full of disdain, each word felt like a whiplash. Gilgamesh was upon Kirei's face, his crimson eyes wild and full of contempt. "And I will not have trash stand upon my garden!"

Kirei stood motionlessly looking at the King of Heroes, but avoiding his eyes— for were he to look at them it would spell doom for the priest.

"Rejoice Kirei!" Suddenly the immense pressure left and the voice of the king change to a much jovial one; Kirei Kotomine looked at the golden man with a raised eyebrow. "Yes, rejoice for your wish as come early. The being that resides deep within the Holy Grail shall be set free—."
"Angra Maiyu—." Kirei said softly, Gilgamesh laugh out loud and clasped the priest shoulder in a friendly gesture.

"Come Kirei— show me where the Greater Grail resides." Kirei looked at the golden king for a mere second, before a smile formed on his face. The priest went to the church door and opened it for the other man; the night's air seemed too had almost stop when Gilgamesh started to smile, a sadistic smile was shown to the nightly sky.

The moon had once more disappeared behind the clouds of the sky.

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