How long has it been since he last saw the light?

The memories swirled around his head. It was painful to remember, and even more when he remembered the blood that had tainted the white flowers of the Garden.

He could remember her calling. He could recall the sight of her form, desperately reaching out to him. Lifting his hand, he reached onto the abyss, words of regret for not being able to save her burdened his heart. He had promised upon his sword, Upon his name as the King of Knights, that he would not let any harm come her way.

Yet what happened to him? He felt utterly powerless against the enemy. His vision turned red, he swung his holy sword once again, in an attempt to eradicate the seemingly invincible enemy.

"Saber!" Her soft voice reached his ears.

To hear her voice once again, he would give everything for just that small moment.

A bittersweet smile came upon his handsome face.

"Will I ever be granted such a wish?"

He remembered seeing her face, struck with worry. Tears were forming on the edges of her eyes. His master was crying.

Yet, what caused it? Though it hurt his head, he tried to remember once again.

The events of that unfortunate night, a nightmare he could compare to the horror he experienced at the Battle of Camlann.

What was it that had caused his master's misery?

He remembered falling, his blood-clad sword lying helplessly on the ground with him. His beautiful emeral eyes, though barely open, saw the sinister figure. As the blood oozed out from his head. As life slowly decayed, he remembered the last scenery he saw before his form turned into golden dust.

The innocent smile of a young girl.. a smile he painstakingly knew and dreaded.