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Spirits. What are they to us humans?

To the religious, they are gods and demons, and it has been this way for thousands of years.

To the scientists and magicians, they are the power that is out of their reach. They are materials that have been deemed uncontrollable, and they have come to hate their inability to control the spirits.

To those who don't care, spirits are just dicks.

But what is a spirit, rather than what it means to humans?

Magicians will say that spirits are the culmination of elements of nature brought together into spiritual bodies by the will of the planet itself. Most of these spirits are harmless, but there exists a "caste" of spirits that possess the very power of nature at their fingertips. These spirits are nothing but an opposing force to humanity's survival. Spirits, according to magicians, wizards, and their kin, are powerful creatures of nature that seeks to undo their work. Oh sure, there are some benevolent spirits, but there are too many malevolent and destructive spirits to classify spirits as wholly benevolent or even neutral.

Of course, everything above neglects the fact that it's usually the humans who instigate any kind of disaster with their never ending destruction of the planet and its resources.

But magicians do know what spirits are made of.

In fact, it is rather simple.

...

Okay, maybe it isn't simple.

So few examples will have to suffice.

In one example, let's say that a person has a house in Florida. His house rests on an island with few trees and shrubs decorating the said island. Now, humans perceive the island with smell, sound, sight, touch, and taste (not much of the last and very much of the third and fourth). What does the planet that is alive perceive the island as? How sense does the planet use to perceive?

Spirits, in this case, would be the senses of the gaia. These spirits, or nature spirits as magicians call them, are imperceptible to anything that does not possess spiritual perception (funny how that works). These spirits do not interact with either modern magecraft or technology, and neither can perceive it.

In another example, we have a man sitting on his throne in some place hidden from the eyes of the mundane and magical. This "man" delights in the worships offered to him by his worshipers and may once in a while grant his worshipers a portion of his power or offer them help in the form of direct interference. In this case, the spirits are the collective imagination and willpower of sentient and sapient creatures like humanity. These spirits are Divine Spirits, or the so called gods.

Yes, gods exist because humanity gives them the power. These spirits are different from the nature spirits because they can interact with the physical world and be perceived without a special sense like spiritual perception.

Well... all gods except one, but He is neither the center of this topic and covers a lot more than just spirits.

Back to the plural gods, these spirits are powerful, make no mistake, but their power depends on their followers and worshipers. A god with more followers and worshipers will outpower another god with less followers and worshipers. So what happens when a god loses all worshipers?

A good example of such god is an ancient Divine Spirit by the modern name of Hadur of the Magyars mythology. Once, this Divine Spirit was the strongest in the northern Balkans, rivaling the Divine Spirit Ares of the Greeks in physical prowess. But unlike Ares, who is still worshiped to this day, Hadur has no worshipers at all. He doesn't even have a temple or a shrine to his name anymore. He lost all the power he possessed... and was reduced to an Elemental.

An Elemental do not derive power nor existence from the imagination or power of humans, but because they do not receive power, they are infinitely weaker than Divine Spirits.

It has been widely agreed by many magicians that Divine Spirits are one of the reasons why humanity has yet to fall prey to the demons of gaia; because they are dependent on humanity, they fight gaia, and thus reducing gaia's own influence on its own world. They do this with what magicals call "Authority." This allows them to do what deities are known for and is dependent on how humans perceive them. A god of fertility can't create a kingdom of human sacrifice, for example.

It must be noted that increasing human population offsets the power of gaia by giving the Divine Spirits more power.

Everyone but the Mage's Association is under the belief that at this progression rate, gaia will die in a thousand years or so, replaced by the Divine Spirits. And believe me, I have done my best to attempt to convince the Mage's Association.

So what are spirits made out of and what are they to us humans?

The only thing they could be ... Living Imagination.

By Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg
Posted on the internet forum "Magi rus di Forum" on the topic of spirits


The three Servants, Kiritsugu, Harry, and Shirou sat in the living room. It had been a day since Saber had been summoned, and so strategy planning was commencing.

"Kiritsugu, I forbid you from assassinating the other Masters," Saber demanded but made her demand sound like a statement, or even an order.

Kiritsugu glared at her. "How else are we to stop the Holy Grail War then?" he spat back.

"I only ask that you reach out to them first."

The elder Emiya looked surprised.

Lancer grinned as well. "Aye. It is only fair for us to tell them of the Grail's corruption," he added his own two cents in. "What's to stop the other four from forming an alliance of their own after learning about ours, after all? At least, if we tell them, there will be believers and non-believers. Believers will side with us, increasing our chance of stopping the Holy Grail."

Shirou used this chance to interrupt. "Shouldn't we be first scouting out what the other Masters are doing then?" he asked. "At least this way, we can research about them and approach the ones most likely to join us."

"Good point," Saber nodded approvingly before sneering at Kiritsugu. "At least, you managed to raise a good and dependable child."

Kiritsugu glared right back. "I only did what I had to do."

Shirou sighed at the hostility between his father and Saber.

It was Harry who interrupted the strategy planning this time. "I'm hungry."

Lancer looked at his Master before turning to Shirou. "Me too."

"But you ate an hour ago," Shirou complained.

Ever since the Servants had been summoned, which was three days ago, he had been reduced from a "Master" to a chef. Due to the increasing demand and the amount each member of the Emiya household -including Servants- process, he had been spending more and more time in the kitchen. While he loved his kitchen, spending more than six hours a day in the kitchen when one was not a professional chef was just ridiculous.

Harry pouted.

"Then why don't you two scout," Kiritsugu said as he turned to Lancer and Caster. "Saber here has issues with astralizing, and as such, will remain our guard. Do not engage anyone, and if you are engaged on, retreat."

Caster and Lancer nodded. "Sounds good to me," Caster replied, speaking for the first time, as she stood up. She turned to Shirou. "Do you want me to shop for groceries on the way back, dear Husband?"

Shirou facepalmed as his face grew red. Lancer and Harry just laughed at the red-haired teen's embarrassment.


It was around midnight when Lancer found the first Master.

Unlike Caster, who was adapt at magic sensing, he had no magic-related skill at all. As a result, he received orders from Caster to search areas that she could not sense.

He had been searching one such area towards the southeast of the Fuyuki City when he came across the school.

He learned from his short time with the Emiya household that had his Master's older brother not been sent to academy in Kyoto, he would have been continuing his education at this school.

He was now watching another Servant, a buxom woman whose hair color suggested a non-mortal origin, placing seals all over the school.

Lancer was no magician, wizard, or magus. He did not recognize any of the seals.

Instead, he asked his Master.

'Master. I have spotted a Servant.'

'Let me talk to tou-san.'

Lancer sighed. It couldn't be helped. He had been, after all, summoned by a child.

'Daddy asks what the Servant looks like.'

'Tall. Purple haired. A blind fold. Buxom. Strong legs-'

'Dad says stop.'

'And also placing seals all over the school not too far away from our own stronghold.'

There was a bit of silence before Harry spoke up. 'Daddy says to show me the seal so I can show him it.'

Lancer imagined the seal and sent it to his Master.

Again, silence.

By the time the second silence had come, the Servant he was watching had planted seven more seals.

'Daddy says those seals are bad. Return to us.'

'Yes, Master.'

Rider, unfortunately, did noticed Lancer spying on her right when he left.


Caster herself had found a Servant. Unlike Lancer, she found this Servant on the other side of the city. To be more specific, she found the Servant in the patronless church; there was another church in the center of the Fuyuki City that vibrated with divine power. This church, though, held no such power. Instead, it reeked of evil and the dead.

'Something foul is happening there,' she thought to herself. 'No matter.'

She turned her attention away from that Servant to search for others, not including the one she just learned about from her Master, one that was supposedly at the local high school.


Gilgamesh frowned as he felt the power of another Servant briefly pass by the church. He frowned not because he was found -he didn't really care about being found- but because the Servant's power held something ... different.

It was a feeling that he was sure that he was familiar with but could not for the sake of his Grail remember.

'No matter,' he thought as he drained another child of its prana to sustain its existence. 'War has begun and I will see my beloved Saber once more.'


Kotomine stared at his new servant.

It was Assassin. Again.

Perhaps it was God's sign that he was destined to have the weakest of the combative Servants?

"Hello there," the Assassin grinned. "I assume you know what I am."

"Servant Assassin."

"Aye that."

"And who were you in life?"

"Hatake Kakashi."

"...And who is that supposed to be?"

Kakashi stared at Kirei with a deadpan. "And what are you supposed to be?"

"A priest."

"The bodies around us suggests otherwise."

"I was supposed to summon a warrior with one of the highest number of kill counts."

Kakashi scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. "Mah, mah. Don't embarrass a man like that."

"..."

"What?"

"Again, who were you in life?"

"I died?"

Kirei facepalmed.