"Rin!" A brunette woman in her mid-30's struck down before her time. After slaying their assailer, the white-haired magus rushed to her side and cradled her in his arms.

"Rin, talk to me, please!" he begged, with tears in his eyes.

"S-Shirou… Please don't stray from the path that we made together…" the brunette woman reaches up and touches his face, gently wiping away his rapidly falling tears.

"Promise me…" her voice was barely above a whisper.

"Y-yes, I promise." He took a hold of her one hand and kissed it gently.

"Even if I end up in the same place as that guy, I promise I'll never give up. You'll see for yourself once I get you some help." He said, his voice trembling. He knew he wouldn't be able to save her. Her wound was too deep, cutting straight through her chest. He wasn't at all proficient with healing magecraft.

"Shirou…" she whispered. He could see the life fading from her eyes, and he was trying his best to remain strong.

"Yes Rin?" his voice quivered again. He was scared, he was going to lose the most precious thing in the world to him. The one who gave him comfort and love, the one who helped guide him straight, so he didn't end up like him.

"Shirou… I… I love… you..." she manages to gasp out before her body goes slack and her life slips away.

"I love you too, Rin…" he whispers, pressing his forehead against hers. He would continue this journey alone, with only his promise to her remaining.