Warning: This fanfic dealt with probably controversial themes and you may find it not suitable for you, if so then please pick another fic and don't read this instead of whining like a baby at me. Also, this is taking place in Arc 2 so beware of spoiler

"I died in hell, and they ca-*%#&P^&%%*/*$d$%" **only inaudible statics remain**

- A nameless soldier

"You know the real meaning of peace only if you have been through the war"

-Kosovar

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)===|_) Chapter 1: Beginning of a Calamity (_|===(

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Berlin Offensive | 16 December 1945 |

"Listen here, y'all gentlemen" speaks by a muscular man with a thin mustache wearing a red beret and army suspenders, holding in his hand a BAR rifle. "We all have made it this far and we're not going to turn back, we all know what is in each other's mind right now. But for heaven's sake, we're not going to stop until we reach that bunker, you understand?"

Word of God: "By the way, I'm bad at using words to describe a person's appearance so you probably have to search the net for what I meant for them to look like"

"Yes, sir!" All shout in unison. A squad of 50 men, considering the current's squad commander has been going from the beginning of D-Day right towards this point, it is a miracle to see him being fine considering how brutal the war was.

Suddenly, the intercom blaring up, the beret-wearing man pick up his and on the other side of the communication is chaos and gunfire, the operator screaming at the top of his lung: "All units, retreat! Those soldiers, their armament suddenly become too powerful, they're tea-", the communication was cut off after that.

"What the hell...". Suddenly, they heard a close by firefight and see a fight between a battalion and a squad of enemy soldiers. What they seeing is unbelievable as they seeing the soldiers tear their allies apart with just their submachine gun and those poor souls on the receiving end soon turn into gore and splatter on the ground, a nauseating sight that no one could ever erase from their memories.

"Colonel Pierce, what do we do now?" a soldier asked. All the morale is gone, there is no choice left other than flee or suffer from the same fate of that battalion. let a sigh then decided they'll have to flee, proceed right now is like charging at a meat grinder. In other words, insane.

Made it this far only to turn back, they made back to US temporal base, the squad silently look at each other wonder what will happen to them right now and in the future, all they can do is hope that they'll soon find an answer to the predicament they came in. But, they all have been too hopeful as this was just beginning of something far worse.

Nightfall | 16-17 December 1945 |

Their screams echo into the night, this wasn't even a fight, just a massacre.

Soldiers fell like grass against lawnmower, when just a squad of mysteriously enhanced soldiers that can't be harmed by bullets, a monstrous humanoid mutant wearing a Volksgrenadier helmet smashing the Allied soldiers to paste, many resorts to anti-tank weaponry still unable to stop it from rampaging the camps

Many soldiers trying to escape from the camp through the road ended up got encircled and executed on spot, the higher-up still getting arrogance and forcing their men to rush into their deaths, radio operator trying to call for help only to realize they have been isolated and cut off and soon the operator would follow that shattered hope of his into hell, engineer and tank operator trying to use tank against those things, but it also bears no fruit as that thing throw the said tank at those who still stand.

At a distance away from the current chaos, 's squad all clamming up in silence. The destruction still going on, not believing the hell that's unfolding in front of their eyes. Despair, hopelessness... all of those things all just pure understatements now... A soldier opened his mouth and said:" , is this our end?...". As hopeless as it is, he would rather suicide right now, but something in his heart keeps telling that he shouldn't die right now, something deep inside his own heart as it beat in unison with his will. His mind and spirit keep contradicting each other, a second of it felt like an eternity. He stuck in a dilemma within himself whether to die or keep carry on. In his moment of eternity, his spirit overrides his mind as he utters his word: "No... We will carry on.". All of his squad break off their own uncertainty when he said his word."All of you, go into supply storages, get any rations, ammunition, medical supplies as much as you can, prepare to drop them off if it's going to get you becoming their target." The squad, their hearts, and wills in unison all together rush in supply storages.

When the soldiers grabbing the supplies, the general comes behind, tired and sweating yet still have the strength to yell at them:"What are y'all twats thinking!? This is an order, get out there and stop this madness!". They don't care anymore, they already sicken of him sending his man in impossible battles where failure is the only sure thing to happen, they wonder how he became the general in the first place. After that, they flee out of the warehouse. The general still mad about it and he forgot that the ground was trembling, and the iron door burst and that monster staining with blood is staring at him, seeing him like appetizer after lunch, the general collapse in fear, his face turns white as he sees that thing. He finally understands the fear of his men when they were faced with that thing. Hệ cân only let out a scream before he just a splash on the ground.

The screams of despair can still be heard from afar, 's squad has escaped through the forest leaving behind the blazing ruin of their base. Their future is now only drawing a blank as from this point onward, only those who were left would ever tell the world of what happened.

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Chaldea's Intervention

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*(Somewhere in the Wandering Sea)*

Here we are, the Savior of Humanity sitting in a giant APC called the "Shadow Border", his name is Gudao Fujimaru, the master of hundreds of Heroic Spirits who follow him out of their respects and the bond they make with him. Their previous facility called Chaldea now is under thousands of feet of ice. Only a few staff and the new director survived when they were attacked by the Crypters when Mage's Association enforce the shutdown of Chaldea and the FATE summoning system. In order to prevent the collapse of humanity, they have to search and destroy the Lostbelts that the Crypters were given by the alien gods. It sounds simple but Lostbelt is a timeline that was purged due to stagnation of humanity and the Lostbelt tree that was planted in those timelines will prevent it from being purged. But to Gudao that is the act of causing a causality paradox that would harm or destroy the current timeline. Because of that, he has to purge them by his hand, doing so will erase the entire existence of the timeline and those who belonged to it. Basically, timeline genocide. It was never a nice experience at all.

Six Lostbelts has been purged, yet they will never get used to it at all. All of it was mental torture for those Servants who were selected to purge it. Some were already in denials that they now have to kill the others just to save themselves. It was a battle that no one would ever come out to be the same anymore after this entire charade.

"Sempai" the voice of the girl who been with him since his first day, her name is Mash Kyrelight."Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," said Gudao. Six times genocide has pretty much made him numb to the thoughts of killing which made him fear himself more.

"By the way, D-" before Mash said anything, the emergency alarm went off.

"ALERT! ALERT! ALL SERVANTS COME TO RAYSHIFT CHAMBER. THIS IS NOT A DRILL! I REPEAT. ALL SERVANTS COME TO RAYSHIFT CHAMBER."

Many Servants rushing to Rayshift Chamber, many were human who has the great deed in their lives. Some were tales that were passed down through generations. Some were being of myth yet still humane because the myth said so and so many more...

Gudao comes in through the door and many Servants were already stand in their places. This isn't usually happening, when it does, things must have been extremely serious.

Da Vinci comes out and says:"Gudao, we found a singularity in the German year 1950 that can potentially become dangerous, even more than Camelot Singularity. " Da Vinci said it with a worrying expression. Da Vinci is a little girl who was originally a busty woman who was modeled after Mona Lisa. When the Crypters raid Chaldea, she was killed when trying to stop the destruction of Chaldea itself, if it weren't for the fact that she back herself up with this body, she would have died for real.

Sherlock Holmes jump in and say: "Yes my dear elementary when we found about the singularity, I tried to calculate every possibility and how potentially dangerous this singularity is, and... I'm afraid the variations always constantly jump up and messing down to the point, not even I can't hypothetically give you the right enough result"

"And so because of that, we decided to give this singularity rank EX for being incalculable " Da Vinci giving her words.

"So this is a fight I can't back down huh?" Gudao thinks solemnly.

"So you decided right? Ok, then we shall commence the Operat-". Da Vinci excitingly said before getting cut off.

"HOLD IT". Said Gilgamesh.

''What's wrong Gil?". Gudao asks the servant who he has considered Gudao to be equal to him.

"I have seen 156,189 possibilities and they involve you getting erased the moment you land in that singularity," Gil said with a serious tone which is very rarely happening.

"Then how many of it did I land safely" Gudao asking him with concern

"I'll give it a 1, and that is if you decided to bring only that Faker or one of his family with you, not that I meant to insult him you know," said Gil.

"I think you should also taking his advice," said the blonde girl with the name Artoria Pendragon which is the King Arthur

"I agree with her too," said the blond guy next to her who bears the name Arthur Pendragon which is also King Arthur, he considered Artoria like his sister.

Their instinct basically screams that he should just go with Emiya, anyone else would spell doom to him.

"Emiya, will you follow me?" Gudao asks him with a determined look. The dual bladed Archer taking it up with no hesitation."Of course"

"Ok, so then everything is set, right?" Da Vinci asked."So then we shall commence rayshift"

After the preparation is completed.

"Rayshifting commence... Counting down 3...2...1...0"

To be continued.

Since this is my newest fic, any criticism is welcomed and I'll use it to further my writing skill. I can only write during the weekend or my free time so please wait if you are actually interested in it.