Uhrm... in case you guys are wondering, this starts off on the Heaven's feels route. It's the part where Shirou beats the shit out of Kotomine on true end. There's probably going to be quite a few mistakes. I'm mainly a reader, not a writer. lul
Honestly, I was going to try and expand this, but I think it would've been horrible. I'm bad at writing in general and I'm confused where to put the comma's and stuff. To be honest, it feels like the story is proceeding to fast. If you see any mistakes and stuff, please point them out. Any tips are appreciated.
Anyways, please enjoy~
"It's your win, Emiya Shirou." I say in my last moments.
I can't feel my heart beating at all; it is replaced by the void and nothingness that is my being. It was only a difference in time, the time I needed to win this battle. Unfortunately I was cut short by a second.
I see him on his feet, using all his strength to remain standing up. He's looking straight at me with an unwavering gaze, they no longer have any hesitation within them. The pain from the swords that grow out of his body mean nothing to him anymore, he's endured this whole time, at it's the same, even at the end.
Even if Emiya Shirou would win and save Matou Sakura from 'Angra Mainyu'.
Even if Kotomine Kirei would win and have Angra Mainyu is born into this world.
It means nothing now.
The battle for wishes, this fight for desires, has ended with my lost.
"I don't know how long you will last, but you should hurry if something is to be done."
He seems surprised, the expression on his face is obvious, he's looking at me with wide eyes. I'm encouraging him to go forward and finish the job now that he's beaten me. I'm surprised as well, not that he beat me, but the fact that I'm telling him to destroy Angra Mainyu.
If I said that I didn't mind in the slightest about the fact that I lost, I would be lying to myself. How vexing, am I destined to never find the happiness and pleasure I seek?
"You are the last master. Go to the Holy Grail and fulfill your wish." My last words are said in my usual tone. There's no change, there's no need to change; I have been living like this since the 4th Holy Grail War, nothing would be different.
My eyesight has faded away, my body is not responding to my commands anymore. My sense of touch has been cut off from my skin, the pain that was accompanied from the battle has disappeared, the breeze and coldness of the air, cannot be felt anymore. It's as if the numbness has replaced my sense of touch.
"Yeah, this is for hurting me so much. I'm going to destroy your wish." He replies back in a strange calmness. That's not the only reason, you aren't doing this just to destroy my wish, you're doing it because you have found 'someone' to fight for.
I can only smirk back at the humility of the situation.
So this is the path Emiya Shirou decided to take, the hero that decided to throw his ideals away, for the sake of one person. Disappointing, yet interesting. The hypocrisy that he stood by was thrown away, let him defeat me in the end, how hard was it to throw away your ideals? How long did it take for you to come to a conclusion? It's the complete opposite of Kiritsugu Emiya
I'd like to see where this path leads him in the future. But unfortunately, I'm not going to live to see the end of it.
I fall down on my front. This is the end of my path.
I must say, it has been fun; seeing the trouble and anguish of the contestants of this war brought me quite a bit of joy. I'm a bit disappointed though, I couldn't bring Angra Mainyu into this side of the world, but a dead man no longer has any right to complain.
How cliché, the heroes of justice always defeats the villains of evil, it's something that's regularly publicized in society. I don't see the beauty in such an ideal, it means nothing to me.
Something is forcing my consciousness to fade away, it's trying to make me sleep, I can't stay awake for much longer.
It's looming, something is around me, I can't tell what it is, but as I drift into my eternal slumber, it whispers in my ear, "I'll grant your wish."
"Senpai, are you awake yet?" Someone is trying to wake me up from my sleep. They nudge me and shake me, trying to get me up. However, the drowsiness wraps over me like a blanket, and my sleep continues.
Senpai?
No one has ever called me that, not since I graduated from the Theolofical College of Manrese , but that was a long time ago.
It was cold, was I sleeping out in the open? I open my eyes in an attempt to shake off my drowsiness, but to no avail do I succeed, until I catch a glimpse of the girl who's trying to wake me up.
"Matou Sakura?" I say in surprise.
She raises her eyebrows to my statement.
Did Emiya manage to save her from the grail? What was she even doing here? No, the even more surprising thing was the voice that was coming out of my throat.
It sound's exactly like-
"Senpai? Are you okay?" She says with slight hesitance. She seems to be slightly wary of me, it shouldn't come as a surprise. I was the one who tried to heal her and remove her crest warm, and I was also the one who desired Angra Mainyu to be born.
However, I have no idea of the situation in front of me. In an attempt to sit up, I put my palms on the ground and try to push myself up, but I lose my balance in the process and fall back down on my back.
"Senpai!" She says in worry and hastily tries to grab me, but fails, as I fall.
Something is with my body, it wasn't right, my body is disproportioned. This body is smaller, weaker, and younger, it's balanced in its own right, but it doesn't have my features. This… is not my body.
Where was I? There is a cupboard that's half of the length of this room in one corner, there were shelves that were stacked with what I see as junk, it's a stack of piece of metals, equipment, and small machinery that's used by the current modern age. The interior design suggests that this place is a storage house or shed, due to the size and type of floor on the ground.
Looking closer, there were pieces of materials lying around, they wouldn't have particularly caught my eye, but the peculiar thing about them was they had traces of prana, flowing through them, it was reinforcement magecraft. Along the ground, I notice a particular array that is embed onto the ground, was this a… summoning circle for servants?
This place was familiar, I remember seeing this through Lancer's eyes, when he tried to kill Emiya Shirou. This is place is…
I am too confused to think clearly. Answers, I need answers. But I don't want to do anything that would draw suspicion; I suspect anything I did now in front of the lesser grail, might have an impact on my current predicament.
"Could you possibly escort me to the bathroom? I am a bit tired." I asked, feigning tiredness. I pretend to grab my head my head and rub it while sighing, I don't want to draw any suspicion on any event that may come forth.
She stares at me with questioning eyes. As I try to get up, she helps me up by grabbing my left arm and putting me on her shoulder.
The moment I leave through the entrance, I use my right hand to cover my eyes from the sunlight that tries to blind me. My suspicions are confirmed the moment I regain my sight, this was the Emiya household.
The walk is plainly annoying, the girl kept trying to make small talk with me and was oblivious to my discomfort; she rambled about random things: the weather, school, cooking, and a lot of unnecessary things. I just nodded, pretending I was listening.
Looking at the state of this house, it has clearly been kept in good condition. There are hardly any specks of dust to be seen, and the whole place has been kept tidy. There is also the smell of food that is travelling around the house, it must be breakfast, the sun was rising from the west, so it must be morning right now.
As we walk, I can clearly see the bathroom through the door. I promptly dislodge myself from the Matou girl and slowly walk away from her.
The moment I get through that door, and bring myself to the mirror, my eyes widen in surprise.
Time stops, and an eternity turns into an instant. Why was I so surprised? I already had a hint of why my body felt so different.
What is staring back at me, is the person who destroyed my wish.
It was the same auburn colored hair, the same face, the same figure; and if I wasn't mistaken, he is reflecting the same expression, I have, back to me.
Emiya Shirou?
I twitch my body ever so slightly, and the reflection does the same.
There is only one conclusion that I can come up to, I am Emiya Shirou, no… I have inhabited his body and taken his place.
The last thing I remember about him was my defeat at his hands, his last burst only lasted for a moment. The numerous punches he landed on me broke my bones and crushed my nerves. Thanks to that, I couldn't get the last hit in. I remember the expression the showed, the immense rage that he felt was channeled through his fist for only one purpose, not for beating me, but for the sake of Matou Sakura.
It is a fact that I have now replaced Emiya Shirou, all that resides in his body is Kotomine Kirei. But if I am here, what has happened to the Kotomine Kirei, presently, at the church?
I have to out figure what's going on before I do anything.
The left arm on his body is not of Archer's; this body is the boy, whole. However the circuits on this body are dormant, it must've been a miracle for 'him' to use Archer's arm.
"Senpai?" Matou Sakura interrupts my thoughts. How long was she standing there? She's using her left arm to hold her right wrist and hesitantly open's her mouth, "Breakfast is ready."
I stare at her, waiting for her to leave, she stares at me back. I think this is what you would call an awkward situation, I was waiting for her to leave, but I guess she was expecting a response, "I'll be right there."
Sakura merely smiles back at me, and walks back to wherever she came from, but not without sneaking few glances at me.
How will I handle the next situation?
The food, situation, weather, and the people around this table, would have made for a peaceful and tranquil environment around us, if it weren't for me.
There were three people seated at the table: the Matou girl, some other woman reading the newspaper, and I. And the other two were staring at me, it looks like they noticed there is something different.
"W-Wha-What!? Shirou, the air around you has changed!" The other woman says at me in shock, whilst positioning her fingers into gun-shaped hands and pointing at me.
"Fujimura-sensei, what are you talking about? Senpai is the same as…" The Matou girl added on, her voice going more quiet near the end of her statement. She was holding her hand near her mouth.
Perceptive, or, maybe they're just extremely close to Emiya.
They noticed. I could very blatantly, tell the truth about who I am, and that would definitely ensure chaos about. But on the long side, they might spread the word about who I am, and the magic association or any other magi, might catch word of this. I could very well kill them right now, but people would notice the missing 'Fujimura-sensei' and 'Matou Sakura', I would be suspected and my actions would be restricted.
"I see." I bluntly state. There was no need to add any more words at this point in time. "The food is getting cold." I change the topic.
The Fujimura woman drops it and starts reading her newspaper that was placed next to her.
"Itadakimasu." The Matou girl says, with chopsticks between her index and middle fingers, whilst her hands are in a praying position.
She was the only one who said it, and was yet again, she was staring at me again with concern. Did I miss something? Oh, I mimicked her actions.
"Itadakimasu," I said with a certain edge to my voice. I wasn't used to saying something unnecessary and unfamiliar. Pretending to merely go with the flow, made me feel a bit uncomfortable.
Is it just me or was the other woman eyeing me while pretending to read the newspaper? It was possible that she noticed, no, she did notice the change in behavior in the person known as Emiya Shirou. I merely ignore her stare and continue eating my meal, it's not like she could do anything in the first place.
I ignore the supposedly, wonderful taste of the food and merely settle in my thoughts; I have to figure out how things are going to work out from here.
The last war that I fought in, ended up Matou Sakura becoming the vessel, Zouken Matou
This is merely a speculation, but I'm probably in the past, and not only that, I am in Emiya Shirou's body. However, this also means that the 5th Holy Grail War will yet again occur. Was there some higher force that has made this situation happen? Perhaps it might have been the grail which was still active before I died.
I have to question myself, what do I do from here? I could end up living as Emiya Shirou while doing what I've always been doing, or I could always just try to go back to my original timeline. But there is no reason for me to go back; I remember something whispering next to my ear, it was a dark, deep voice, that sounded sadistic and evil.
"I'll grant your wish."
…Was I brought here by the grail itself? Was this my wish? If it was, then how absurd. How could bringing me here, and putting me into Emiya Shirou's body, possibly grant my wish? If anything, it should be my original body.
I can't do anything now, it looks like my answers will be obtained, when I reach the grail.
Very well, let the havoc and chaos of the Holy Grail War, happen yet again.
First, I need to sort out the irregularities in this body. This body has contains Emiya's circuits, but the problem is they are dormant. I have to first open them to use these circuits, but there are more problems along those lines, I have no idea if there are any side effects if I use them, they don't belong to me, circuits are only a physical representation of the soul's circuits.
However, my circuits were also on this body, how very convenient. My circuits and Emiya's circuits were almost overlapping each other, it wasn't trying to replace one another, but it was almost they were trying to work with each other in harmony.
I will participate, regardless of whether I am chosen or not. I will aim for the Holy Grail to find what I seek, and whatever lies at the end of this path… I look forward to seeing it.
My chopsticks poke into the dish, without realizing it; I have finished all the food on my plate. I bring myself on my knees and bring myself up.
"WHY DIDN'T YOU USE ANY SAUCE!? MY PLAN IS RUINED!" The other woman gets up with her arms up, and abruptly shouts in my direction, "Don't you understand? The thing that gives food its brilliance is the sauce! You of all people should know that!"
She was extremely loud, her ferocity was almost like a lion's. What nonsense was she blabbering about? I could care less about such trivial things. If you were going to talking about food, it can only be-
"Mapo Tofu, if you want to talk to me about dishes, it has to be Mapo Tofu." I state.
Eating is only necessary to survive, human's need nutrients and water to survive. I could have cared less about the flavor of the dishes, you only needed to eat. But, there was one dish that even for a moment, filled my void.
Mapo Tofu. Not just any Mapo Tofu, it's the one from Fuyuki's Hongzhou Feast Hall: Taisan.
It moved me; the taste, stimulation, and intensity of the dish was something on a different world for normal people. The moment that scorching, deep, sauce touches my lips, it made an explosion in my mouth, and it opened my eyes to a new realm. For me, it was the unknown; for anyone else, they would probably describe it as, hell on Earth.
"I didn't know Senpai liked Mapo Tofu. Next time, could you teach me?" She asks gently, her eyes were pleading me to teach her. Did she want to cook for me that bad?
But I didn't know how to cook. Ah, it was Emiya, he knew how to cook. The only thing I can do is go back to the restaurant and ask the chef for the recipe.
"I'm tired, I'm going to rest." It wasn't a lie, after being thrown into such an absurd situation, my mind has taken its toll.
"Senpai, what about school?" The Matou girl asked me shyly.
By the time I heard her question, I am already out the door.
Stupid, not her, the fact that I would go to school again was stupid. I've already completed my education, on top of that, I was the student council president and skipped two years. There's nothing I would gain there.
"Ignoring people? I didn't raise you to be that type of person!" The other woman roars.
"Fujimura-sensei…" I can't hear their voices anymore, I think I'll go back to that shed.
It looks like they've left. I had to wait quite a while in the shed.
That Fujimura woman kept pestering me about school and being a model student, I think I could call this assault, if not for the Matou girl holding her back. I lied down and pretended I was asleep to avoid any complications.
Now… the thing I'm worried about the most are the circuits on this body. It is convenient that the circuits from my old body have been carried onto this one. However, the rest of the circuits, which I'm assuming belong to Emiya Shirou's, are currently dormant and inactive. Wonderful, there are two circuits on this one body.
I have exactly 20 magic circuits, the amount of your average Magus has. The total amount in this body equates to 47 circuits, 20 that are active, and 27 inactive circuits. That's more circuits than Rin was born with, however the quality my circuits are only average, there's nothing special about them.
I'm worried about how Emiya's circuits will affect me. The circuits are not mine; circuits on the body are only a physical representation of the magic circuits of the soul, therefore, these circuits could be incompatible with me, but this is only a guess. It could be possible that they would eventually disappear, or maybe it wouldn't matter at all, and I could just use them anyway.
Was there any reason to risk my life to gain more power? No. But I'm still opening them anyway.
Sitting down on the ground, positioning myself to sit upright with my hands on my knees, I concentrate.
I breathe in and out, trying to control the rate my heart is beating. I can't feel the temperature around me anymore. I'm merely focusing on the insides. Breathe in, breathe out, in, out. My heart is now beating once, every 2 seconds, this was necessary to control the rate of which I control the energy through my body. That's half of the average human heartbeat.
Awakening circuits the first time was extremely pain, even for me. That's why I need to control and endure the pain.
My image to ignite my circuits was simple- the wails and cries of children were enough; I never stuck to one thing, I would just become too attached to it. The different images in my head would decide how much prana I decided to channel through my circuits.
I start the process. I tap into these untouched circuits and slowly start to channel the prana throughout my bod-
Pain.
It's extremely painful. It's as if my body has been stabbed many times with swords. I can see the circuits inside me open up, they are lighting up, bit by bit, this was going to be an excruciatingly process, and it will take time to recover as well.
I can't tell if I'm bleeding or not, everything around me looks and feels red. How do you feel colour?
The pain is starting to sing out in euphoria. It's teaming up against me and are aiming at the weakest points.
7 circuits are now open.
What's this? There's something else, it's foreign, and it's taking my prana soothing the pain, but I can't comprehend it.
I can barely make out its shape, it looks like a golden sheathe that is decorated in power. I couldn't comprehend the power that was flowing through it, it was foreign to me. It was shining brightly… this, impossible, is this a conceptual weapon? It looked very similar to something I have seen before.
13 circuits are now active.
In my surprise, I nearly forgot to control my breathing and let all the prana go at once.
"AHHHH!" I scream, I couldn't hold it back. It hurt. The swords were stabbing at me from every direction I could feel. Up, down, left, right, they are all coming towards me, and I couldn't do a single thing. I had to take it if I wanted these circuits open.
Not only that, there was something else invading my body, another foreign energy. There was burning sensation on my hand, it was marking itself on my hand and invading this body's circuits. I nearly faint from the stimulation, but I manage to hold on and stay conscious.
It was a command seal. It wasn't the one I stole off the Fraga along with her servant, it was the one Emiya Shirou had when he was in the war.
What servant will I obtain? Will it be Saber? Maybe it will be my old servant Hassan-i-Sabbah, his noble phantasm was the ability to split into eighty seperate entities, all with a different presonality. It was very convenient during the 4th war, I was able to observe most of the situations as they would obey orders and split up; I was aligned with the supervisor of the church, Risei Kotomine, he was my father.
I couldn't trust the system of the Holy Grail anymore, there were too much anomalies too consider it a proper war. It was possible that I would summon the same servant of another participant or even summon Avenger of all people.
20 circuits are ready for use.
I'm surprised I have the capacity to think in this situation. It looks like I had underestimated my own ability to handle pain. I was able to focus on other things.
It wasn't long until the last seven circuits would open, the finish line was near.
The world must be laughing at my suffering. I can hear the wind outside blowing against the shed, the sound it made as it traveled passed the slit through door was ominous. It was as if it were trying to scorn me.
26 circuits are ready to have prana channeled.
There was only one more circuit left.
The pain now morphs into numbness, it looks like it's about to end.
I wasn't glad, even if this finishes, I wouldn't be happy because the pain ends. Freeing myself from pain would not bring me happiness.
As the last circuit is open, I felt my 20 circuits trying to take my prana, my own circuits were doing as they please. This spread to the other 27, newly, activated, circuits; they were mimicking the actions of my circuits. It was now a tug of war. I didn't want this, I want them to stop.
All 47 circuits are suddenly flooded with prana, at full burst, without any warning.
Reality is crushed around me into nothing, and reality rebuilds itself from nothing.
mY BoDy is MadE oF *******
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