I'm back! :D Well, gonna be rated M and gonna have a new decided the character(Basically the voters, but meh)


A Man's DxD


Resolve 9: Preparations


"...I'm not gonna enroll you all y'know?" Liam sighed as his Killer-self remained in an unseeable phase, only to be seen by his Human user. "It gets annoying to meet up with Sona every bloody day…"

"Seems like you're getting a tad bit annoyed." Liam ignored the remarks of his Killer alter ego, he continued to look at the teenagers.

"Well, I am seventeen, so...I was supposed to be out of school anyway." Kanade shrugged. "I can just act like Leah's big sis."

"...Uh-huh…" Liam nodded with a sigh. "Leah, Eugen, Yuuki...you do know that you three still have school right?"

The three blinked before they quickly scrambled. Kanade laughed at the scene. "Kids…"

"Aren't you one as well?" Kanade looked as if she was insulted when she gazed upon him.

"I'm not a kid!"

"...Mmm...fine…" Liam groaned as Killer merely looked at the girl, who didn't see him.

"Is this normal for you to be continuously surrounded by females? Or is it a mere coincidence?" The man questioned visibly confused. "...Well, never mind actually, seems like you're a chick magnet or something…"

"K-Killer...please shut the fuck up." Liam muttered as he looked down.

"Heh, I'm just going to observe you anyways." The man grinned. "Everyone would think you're crazy talking to a ghost."

"Like hell I am…" Kanade merely tilted her head before Killer looked at the girl with curiosity.

"Hmm, would it hurt that I show myself within the household? Seeing how you are going to be seen as a completely out of your mind lunatic."

"...No...your existence might as well be foreign to the others…" Liam muttered. "Why are you called Killer anyways?"

"Killer...what does it take to be one exactly? There are assassins, correct?" Killer chuckled. "Dear dear, I don't do assassinations. I just slaughter all of those standing before me. It isn't an assassination as it should be called a massacre. Servant of Killings...I should've been named Genocider all the while." Killer chuckled. "Makes things a lot easier to see…"

"...I see…how many?"

"Hmm?"

"How many people have you killed?"

"People...heh, I killed Criminals, slavers, rapists...everything that is related to them...I seldom kill innocents...but...sometimes you need to. I am an open and public man, who is known for a series of killings, extinctions and other such things...I am a Hypocrite...as my wife would put in…" Killer shook his head. "I swore to defend the innocent, but innocents...come into the crossfire...I make deals with mafias, create a Division out of criminals after desperate measures...I'm no perfect man...you should see that as well, Liam-kun." The man chuckled. "But to be truthful?" His chuckle disappeared. "...I...lost count…"

"Lost count? How did you-"

"Let me finish...after a few billions are killed...or trillions in that matter…" Liam nearly did a spit take, but instead nearly choked on air.

"T-The hell?"

"Like I said your World and mine? They're nothing alike. Hell, I could've been registered as a Foreigner! But actually, that would take away all of my...perks as a Killer…"

"...Right…" Liam slowly muttered. This was going to be tough…

"Liam-kun, who the hell are you talking to?" Kanade questioned. Liam didn't gaze at her and instead responded with.

"No one important…" He pushed the topic away, it's hard to believe, so there was no need to explain nor go deep with the conversation.


So, where to begin? The household or the Stronghold was holding up, with the help of Veteran Field Marshal Rommel, the whole regiment can begin their training to further push their limits. Arthur and Musashi? They were training some of the Swordsmen that were within the ranks for CQC situations if need be. Scáthach and Cú were teaching some soldiers to use their spears if they need to throw or deal with some cavalry…

Which...lets be honest, we'll never get to see spearmen against cavalry…

Medea was further researching and testing magecrafts and magic unknown to her.

EMIYA was...he was at school...Scáthach and Cú got a day off...dunno how Cú got a day off, since he just got in one day and instantly gets a day off…

Cheeky bastard.

Jeanne and Martha were helping with the Holy Water issues with the bullet manufacture. Ezio was in the Cafe with Atalanta, the two were soloing with some humans...as well as Raikou…

Yeah, she had to help out…

Now, Kanade was basically looking up the internet...and...what? A morale booster? Anyways, Chelsea's getting to scout around and Edmond?

...He's going around to the library to just read some non-fiction books. Ain't Liam's business to question why the hell he's doing so.

He was looking at the Clinic, the Incarnated Devil was sedated and stabilized by a few chains of silver and steel. Silver being used to test a theory that Vampires and Devils share the same weaknesses…

Who was that from?

Who the hell knows. He was just intrigued to know whether it is or not. "He's beginning to become conscious, sir."

"Understood, Doctor…" Liam watched from the glass pane as the Devil began to open his eyes. A doctor was inside with three armed guards.

"Test One. Permission to engage?"

"Permission granted."

"Understood. Good morning Subject 1."

"...Where...am I?"

"In a clinic. I apologize for the restraints and...armed officers. But do be assured that they are to secure your...insecure personality."

"W...Who are you?"

"For now you can call me...Doctor Sails, I am here to check your vitals. As well as your mentality. I am afraid that you might go wild when you wake up due to your...persona."

"R...Right...s-silver?"

"Yes, that is correct. Some of our God Believers or...well, lets just say that they think silver is harmful to Devils, is this true?"

"No, not really to Devil Kind...but for a werewolf-human hybrid? Or a former one…, they can injure me if I'm not careful."

"Alright. How is your experience with...your powers when you went rogue…?"

"...I-I feel...a bit of...tingly and violent to be honest…"

"And now?"

"...Still am...but...I keep my sanity in check...for my siblings...they got murdered for no reasons...my Peerage killed them and forced me to obey the King…" Liam began to feel it…

Killer was right. Sometimes, Devils are horrendous. Killer himself already hijacked the system and got out of his prison. His astral form smiled as he knew he was right.

He already had it first hand. The first genocide. The Purge of the Devils. That was the first mark of the Killer. The first and only capable Killer in the history of mankind to commit the horrendous amounts of killings and genocides.

He was never told about it. Being a Killer...is more than just assassinating, killing sprees...it takes it to a whole new level. A terribly new and impossible level to be achieved by any humans except for the Gods and Goddesses of Death and they too struggle to achieve the numbers of death, but until then...Killer was the only Human and being to achieve it…

Wishing nothing, but the best for his people, he desperately kills and destroys those wanting to oppose him. An Angel of Death.

He was one who would discipline and rally the men to fight. Bringing their morales, leading them into battle. Foolish enough to not rest and continue forwards to fight with his fellow comrades. A God of War.

Having used lowly tactics and strategies to weaken his foes. Releasing plagues and bringing poverty and add fuel to the revolution. He was the Harbinger of Famine and Pestilence.

His smile. It indicated how much he has seen war as a whole. He was no mere Servant, he might as well be one of the Grands that he was informed of.

"Very well, we will try to separate you from your Evil Piece as we have dug informations from the Devil's Technology in this particular subject. We will inject you with a...tranquilizer to begin the Operation and try and remove the Piece."

The Operation had started, Killer was already intending to see the Operation succeed or fail miserably. His eyes purely trained on the table of operation.

Liam was not going to finish watching said operation as he left. He was going through to the living room as some of the Servants were minding their own business, Chelsea playing a few video games with Kanade, Arthur was having his day off from work, Tomoe was looking intently on the television.

She seemed like she wasn't yet acquainted enough to modern society's culture. Leah and her other Servants were still keeping an eye on the school and were studying, while they sometimes ask permission to go to the bathroom to at least do some rounds of patrols. At least that was what she told him…

He's feeling they were onto something...


By Kuoh Academy, Leah and Nakami had been planning the Four Week Plan, they were going to make the bully that bullied Kira. Yuuki and Eugen were already on this as well.

"Alright, everybody knows what to do?" Leah questioned her crew as they nodded in response. "Four Week Plan is a go then. Lets make this girl feel embarrassment."

'This...doesn't seem to be morally right…' Nakami told himself before he steeled his resolve. 'But I never claimed to be the good guy either…'

"Right, let's make her school month suffer." Nakami nodded his head, the girls grinned. The Four Week Plan was a go.


"You do realize that Leah's a fairly hard subject to even control, right?" Saber questioned as he was in his half-transparent form. Liam nodded as he began to work his shift in Dream Café Unlimited.

"If I'm not wrong then she's a pain in the ass for sure." Killer added his penny.

"Not to mention how she was back then…" Avenger shook his head. "She'd be very troublesome to handle."

'Guys, I get it, but we gotta stick with what we are doing now right!?'

"Fine fine. I'll try and see how far I can get from you and see how Leah's-" Killer stopped as he can't even get away from 50 meters from Liam. "Son of a bitch!"

'Killer…'

"Tch, I'll just chill out then!" The Servant disappeared from reality and into the card to mind his own business.

"Don't try to take it hard on him. He's been at it rough when I try to dig through his history." Saber informed as he took out a spiritual book from his waist. "Devils were the worst of what he can hate with passion."

'How so?'

"Well...it was when they tried to backstab him and force him to an agreement or be ready for a two-front war with the Angels, which backfired, since Cultists were already at their tail to opening a portal with Black Magic to the Underworld and were forced to comply to the Alliance's demands. They ended up fighting the Whole World throughout many fronts. Hit and Runs. Guerillas. Sabotage. Poisoning of water supply with Holy Water. The reason he hated them so much was that they were using his own people for their own use without their consent nor any permission. And the thought of using them as sex slaves."

'Sex slaves…'

"Killer would murder anyone who had sex slaves. Torture them till no end. The devils had it worst. Their species were long-lasting, able to heal through many wounds. He decided to use something that is known in some medieval regions. Breaking their mentality. He'd cut them up, let them heal and basically torture them till no end."

'Didn't the Government had something to not make him do so?'

"No, they didn't, they were at the same page as him, but if they were to order him so, that would be out of the line as he served the World, one Government can't topple the other, but his creations led the world to rely on his technology and research as well as the Waffen SS' research and training. The Waffen SS is a widely known Organization that stands Independent after their Russian Civil War, they have the most manpower and have the biggest Navy than any nations had as well as the biggest support. Beating off anyone that dared to oppose them with violence."

'Ain't that illegal?'

"As far as I know? No. The governments are often on his side and seldom were to even object him. He was what you can call a Prince of Terror and Peace. Either way, justice is served blindly, neutrally and not affiliated with others. He's the biggest influencer even when he isn't trying to be. He's what you can call a Symbol of War." The man closed the book as he sighed. "This was from the fourth volume of his life...I still have a lot more to go."

'How many?'

"...Considering the numbers and how much he's been through? Maybe...a hundred?"

'A hundred?!'

"Perhaps more...as I said...he is hard to be read without knowing all the necessary information. I can't judge a book by its cover, but neither can I rush read these books. Each detail has been written particularly specific. He is no ordinary man, I'd say he's close to you in some terms."

'...Keep reading, and keep me updated.'

"That is what I am planning." Saber responded back before he disappeared from his sight.

"You cannot afford to fight him until we have a guaranteed chance to take him down." Avenger noted as he continued to tap his hand on the counter.

'I know.' Liam shot back with a sigh. 'Care to find out his weakness?'

"Believe me, I tried. But that man? He's too paranoid and has the resources to make anything he wishes. Every weakness I see had its chance of backfiring. Although slim, the favors are against us in this moment."

'I see…'

"Best not to piss him off. He's stable...for now. Don't try anything you hear?"

'Understood.' Liam responded, Avenger got out of contact as Liam watched the counter out of boredom.

"Liam." A feminine voice called out, Liam quickly recomposed himself.

"Yeah?" He quickly answered, while dusting himself. Medea and Atalanta walked out of the Staff room wearing their civilian outfit. Medea with her black sweater, her long brown buttoned skirt, a blue jacket and a pair of brown boots. While Atalanta wore a white sweater, below a green hoodie, a short green skirt with a pair of black leggings and a pair of black running shoes.

"We're going out shopping for a while, might it be an annoyance for you?" Medea questioned.

"W-We can manage just fine, Mirai-san." Under the guise of her alternate name, Medea smiled.

"Of course, we'll be back by...possibly three hours." Girls...girls kept being the same, no matter the timeline.

"Right...have fun." The Caster and Archer exited the cáfe as Scáthach came up from the staff room. "Asuka?"

"Liam, we have something to discuss." The woman said with a serious look. Shit.

"W-Whatever do we need to discuss about?"

"Nothing serious, just…" She leaned forward to whisper by his ears. "Killer." Liam felt his heart drop as the sudden mention of the ruthless man just stopped him from negotiating.

He nodded a bit before he ushered Arthur to get on the counter to cover him up.


The Killer Class Card was put on the counter as Scáthach, Martha and Jeanne looked at said card with Liam blinking at their focused looks. "...I cannot say I have ever...feel this amount of bloodlust from a...human being...or even Phantasmal Beasts at that." Jeanne remarked as she focused her vision on the card.

"...I'm not sure if the avatar within is even human at this point." Martha spoke slowly.

"I cannot say for sure about how dangerous and how potent he is from just looking at his statistics." Said statistics showed that the Servant could very much easily be ranked as a Top Servant, but unlike the others, his unbelievable legend made him one of the most prana-consuming Servants, if not the most.

"For what we observed, he'd be something that of a Mortal God." Jeanne speculated. "Not that he can be compared to the almighty God, but...he's no easy opponent with his skills and Noble Phantasm."

"Can you identify them?" Martha questioned as she was wondering how OP this Servant would be.

"This Servant...you can call him the human equivalent to history's umm...German Panzers. Over Complicated and Over Engineered."

"Ehhh?" Martha blinked at the explanation, Jeanne gave her.

"There...is not much things I can compare him to. His skills are too numerous. His legends had been absurd, his history is cloudy, but I can make out the reason why he got each skill. The most notable Independent Action EX." Scáthach and Martha recoiled from shock and surprise.

"Independent Action...EX?" Scáthach questioned with complete surprise.

"His rank and freedom allows him to fully operate independently and completely without any strings. History shows he was completely ignoring most calls and often moved without orders. Reckless and mostly being an idiot, he rushed and tore through their ranks with ease." Jeanne nodded. "But not without extensive casualties, while he and his mentor, our Commander, Erwin Rommel passed through and rolled into Paris in a few week's notice after their disappearance."

"So, his Independent Action was from…"

"Insubordinate actions and basically very risky untold series of operations? Perhaps, I need to look into them more…" Jeanne smiled nervously. "But those are what mostly made his skills. Commitment and suicidally stupid plans that were stupid enough to work."

"That would mean-"

"Bravery A. He was either too brave or too stupid to realize this." Jeanne merely deadpanned. "Battle Continuation A. He'd fight teeth to nail if need be, as recorded, his division fought till the last men until they were able to be rescued and was excluded until they were able to recover the amount of lost men."

The thought of having a division of thousands of men being encircled in one city and having to fight till the last bullet really didn't sit well with the Servants. "And in one point get an arm and a leg shot through, a major bleeding wound and a serious case of what you could say was pneumonia as he continued to support his men."

"And to think he lived through that…" Scáthach merely thought out loud.

"A miracle that not all can go through."

"The fourth and fifth...are...Killing Intent B and Blood Hound B, both are similar, but are actually not. Killing Intent is the force that intimidates opponents and basically cause them to hesitate, while Blood Hound acts like Mad Enhancement, but instead of losing their conscience, they will remain sane, their statistics will rise slowly in accordance to the progression of battle and how much hatred one would feel for something would phenomenally increase his statistics, this would also add another multiplier, for example, if Killer hates Gods, his attacks would be far more effective than they would against humans."

"So the more you hate something, the more effective your attacks would be?" Martha summarized the description.

"Basically yes, but to make it more effective, the greater and longer the hate, the more effective the effect would be, but what was hated from the time of his life, said hated thing will have the most effect against it compared to something that is hated within the Holy War he is summoned in." Jeanne explained the skill. "I think I should stop scanning the card…"

"It is fairly exhausting to use Revelations for a long period of time and to see through the history and statistics, so it is understandable to be exhausted." Martha sighed.

"This just proves that Killer...is more than capable of leveling this Ear-no, this universe if he is from the distant future." The history of a German-Soviet Axis Victory with the flawless invasion of America through the Pacific Theatre and the sudden invasion of Midway and Pearl Harbor followed by the sinking of the American Aircraft Carriers after German Submarines got to Japan was what everyone would call insane.

This Alternate History however proved that if Germany is actually more capable, they could've taken the world. Even if they aren't allied with the Soviet Union.

"That's enough for today…" Liam concluded as he finished writing down the statistics gathered so far. "We'll continue tomorrow."

"Um...Liam-san, it appears that my Revelations need to cool down for at least a few days due to the fact that I just scanned Killer's statistics and skills when all of them are actually clouded for...unknown reasons."

Convenient...Killer had his own Troublemaking-Type Skill to blur out his skills. "While I may see his statistics and skills, I cannot further my Revelations to his Noble Phantasms." Jeanne sighed. Liam nodded in understanding.

"Understood...until we can get further information, let's just end it here."


CúChulainn was by the park, sitting by one of the monuments, it was boring in the café, yeah, everyone was working and he's just not in the mood to basically get the glares of men when he served and basically teased the ladies in some occasion.

It gets pretty annoying, not to mention the barkings of his mentor. If he was a hound, she'd be a bloodhound to reprimand him.

"Ahh, this is boring." He laid down with his civilian uniform. Looking to be a man in blue spandex would be too eye catching and downright suspicious if he was not in combat.

School had finished by evident by seeing the little Master with her Gunner/Archer and Saber. The Lancer Servant had already been lying down on the pillars from boredom and to at least look at the blue sky. "Ughhh, this is boring…" He commented with a growl.

The battle thirsty Hound of Ulster continued to lie down before he noticed two presences, one of human and one of...Fallen Angel. Liam had already crafted the spell that would hide his presence as nothing, but another human, which was helpful considering said Fallen Angel was basically oblivious to his presence.

The human was who he can identify as the kid from the class his mentor taught. Was it...baahh, too many students, too many names to remember! He was wanting to fight! Not to teach! He's not into teaching stuff into kids!

Shaking his head, Cú continued to watch the two as they got to the fountain, it was already late, so he was thinking they had been going to a date. He hasn't summoned his spear yet, because his instincts were telling him otherwise. His eyes narrowed as his hearing began to pick up their conversation.

"I had fun today, Issei-kun." The girl began as the boy blinked at her.

"Really? I had fun as well!"

"Ummm…Issei-kun?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I ask you a favor?" The girl innocently asked. This was the start where Cú clad his Servant suit, having chose not to summon his spear yet to declare his presence due to the amount of bloodlust it would unleash.

"What is it?"

"Would you...die for me?" The black haired girl then had a big wicked smile on her now sinister face. A pair of black angel wings opened up as Cú quickly summoned his spear and jumped off the pillar. The girl had changed her outfit to a more revealing outfit as she had a spear of light in hand. "I had fun today, Issei-kun, but this is the part where you die!"

"Move outta the way, kid!" Issei was quickly pushed away by a blue clad man when the spear of light embedded itself onto the pavement.

"What the-sensei!?" Issei gasped at the Lancer Servant.

"Stay put, kid! I don't want you to get killed!" The Lancer readied himself as Gáe Bòlg appeared by his hands.

"Who the hell are you-!?" The Fallen dodged a spear of light.

"None of your business that's who!" Lancer barked back as he swung his spear to parry any thrown spears coming his way.

"Lancer, you alright?!"

'Master, I got a lil situation down here. Mind sending backup for me!?'

"Archer and Saber's on their way when your distress level came in high. Hold on."

That let Lancer to lower his guard down when he realized four more presence coming up. And when he turned, the boy, Issei was already stabbed by the abdomen by a spear of light. 'FUCK!' He gritted his teeth as five Fallen Angels surrounded him and the kid.

"Any minute now…" He was getting anxious. For one, he was surrounded. Two, these were Fallen Angels, one wrong move, their attack can scratch him due to the magic each light spear possessed. Three, the boy, while wounded is not wounded in a vital spot, but needs immediate medical attention.

"Tch…so this is the Human that gave you a bit of annoyance, Yule?" A male Fallen Angel questioned. The black haired female hissed.

"Shut it, Dohnaseek. He's going to be dead soon en-"

"AGH!" A Fallen Angel screamed as an arrow lodged to her side and another embedded on the head.

"What the-"

"HRAH!" Another Fallen Angel fell dead when his body was bisected in half by an invisible blade with a young man behind a hood of black cloth. "Stand down." He warned as Archer donning his red cloak approached from the darkness, arrow knocked on his black bow.

"Took you long enough…" Lancer got to the kid as Saber without turning his head replied.

"Sorry, we had a minor interference…" He spoke.

"Hardly an excuse…" Lancer shot back as the kid was already on his deathbed, nothing would be likely to bring him back and unlike the former Devils, Nakami and Kira, who had potential to be Servants. This kid had none. "Damn it…" He cursed slightly as he closed the boy's dead eyes.

"The best thing we can do is finish them off first." Archer suggested as he sighed and replaced both bow and arrow with his standard pair of Yin and Yang chinese falchions.

"Yes, indeed. To make sure none of them are going to cause any more trouble." Saber agreed.

"Both of you stall them!" Dohnaseek and the other Fallen Angel charged as Saber and Archer took defensive positions as both countered the Fallens' attacks. The other, Yule attempted to flee.

"Oh no you don't!" Lancer yelled as he readied his spear, not calling its name due to the fact that he's not going to let any onlookers hear him say his spear's true name and plainly threw it like a professional athlete. The Fallen had barely time to react as one of her wings got severed. "Tch! I missed!"

"Guess that's why you won't be classed as an Archer!" Archer remarked as Lancer gave said man a stink eye.

"Shut up!"

"You'll pay dearly for this!" Yule cried out as she disappeared into the night sky.

"So who the hell are you? A side-character not important enough to have a name?" Archer questioned as the female growled.

"You dare insult me!?"

"Did you hear me?" Archer asked drily as she screamed out of frustration. "Unimportant character it is…" The Angel rushed him with no form of restraint, only to miss him. Her movements began to become sloppier as the minutes went by as the Angel succumbed to her rage. Archer quickly ducked under before throwing both of his swords at the Angel and summoning another pair. The thrown pair were parried away, but the Angel was too late to block the incoming strike with her light spear.

Saber however was easily parrying all the light spears thrown at him. The Angel summoned himself a pair of blue light spears before he basically dove for the Servant of the Sword seeing how his projectiles getting parried with ease. Saber quickly braced himself and blocked the pair of spears.

"Hah! You're good! I'll applaud you for catching up to me!"

"Actually...it's not me that's supposed to catch up, it's you!" Saber quickly broke the stalemate before he slashed the spears apart and smacked the Angel with the blunt side of his sword. Lancer quickly got behind and slammed the blunt side of his retrieved spear onto the Angel, causing him to slam into a pillar.

"...That was eventful I should say." Saber commented off-handedly.

"Yeah, not much for me though...I'm disappointed…" Lancer pouted at the lack of excitement he received.

"We should get back and bring this Angel for questioning." Archer pointed his sword at the Angel.

"Agreed." Saber nodded before Lancer cursed behind his breath at the loss of the kid. "As sad as it sounds we cannot bring the child back to life."

"So what? We leave him here?"

"Unless you want to have his parents and friends to wonder where he is...yes. That way...they'll at least know it right away."

"That...doesn't sound right." Lancer argued weakly, Saber can only look at the stars and sigh.

"It is not, but the sooner they know, the faster they can recover from the loss, even if they need to fall to despair before it."

"...Fine, I'll follow through." The Lancer took the Angel before putting him on his shoulder before the three jumped away from the scene. But from afar, they were being watched early on. However, Saber knew that someone had been watching, but without proper orders or the acknowledgement of his Master, he cannot proceed to intercept and apprehend said person due to the possibility of compromising their identities earlier on, however he can safely speculate it was a Devil from the aura she emitted. A nekoshou if he was correct.

But for now, he'll need to ignore him or her, he knew that Archer felt its presence as well, while Lancer would be able to sense it, he'd be heavily affected with the lack of intuition, instinct or hawkeye. They'll need to fall back now. "Lancer, mind if you bring the Angel?" Lancer was about to retort when he noticed Archer sighing.

"I'll volunteer." He spoke with some bit of acknowledgement before picking the unconscious being and put him on his shoulder. "No need for complaints, I'd need to do everything the dog can't do." Lancer nearly pouted, but decided otherwise.


Leah coughed at the smoke that came out as the Class Card Creation was finished. "Out of twenty Class Cards, we only managed to get two on our hands!" Medea yelled in exasperation, not due to her Secondary Master, but due to the imperfect default cards that she made. She had a long way until she perfects the cards. "So, Master. What did we get?"

"Saber...and...I'm sure this is a Rider…" Leah got out as she looked at both Class Cards.

"Now that's good and all, but I still need to perfect these blank class cards…" The witch of Colchis spoke as she wiped some beads of sweat on her head. This was going to be a headache to sort out.

Especially with less than 10% of success…

However, Leah was slightly being occupied in her own mindscape. "Ahhh, Servant of the Sword, Saber, I'm at your will, comrade Master."

'R-Right...what's your True Name?"

"My name is slightly...maybe a bit conflicting, but you wouldn't know me...I am Erika Waffen von Neue Berlin...hope we get along well, Master!"


"AGH! I...I won't tell you anyt-AGHHHHH!" Killer took over Liam's right hand right after the Master entered the room and things were going brutally down now. The hand possessed a lot of torture weapons when you think this was all from one hand!

"Tch, I swear this piece of shit is too stubborn at times." Killer cursed on the beaten Fallen Angel.

'Just don't overdo it.' Liam was kinda pissed right now, the Evil Piece extraction went south, mortally wounding four doctors before being sedated and contained until further instructions.

"No promises…" Killer took out a small bat with a lot of glass shards with holy wine on it.

'Is this...not overdoing it?'

"Trust me, this is not the worst I can come up with." Killer spoke up with a nonchalant tone.

"So, you can either tell us everything you know or get smacked by my right possessed hand that won't give a crap about you." Liam deadpanned more than demanded as the Fallen Angel quirked an eyebrow.

"Possessed? Don't shit-"

"Beginning torture." The right hand smacked the Fallen Angel by his already cut arm.

"Woah! Killer, stop that!" Liam yelled by shock at how brutal the man was willing to be.

"And not torture him some more? Fuck that!" The hand continued to batter the arm up until it was out of commission for good. The hand stopped as it gripped the Angel's collar. "Make him talk."

Liam couldn't help, but follow his lead. "Tell us everything you know."

"N-Nev-" Another smack across the head send the Fallen Angel going down onto the floor. "Alright! I-I will tell you-!"

"Make it sound convincing and that you aren't being fucking sarcastic and spit on my face when I listen to you!" Killer yelled through Liam's mouth, bloodlust leaking out as Killer controlled both hands and smashed the man's head from both sides.

"I-I WILL! We were ordered to eliminate the User of the Boosted Gear!"

"AND!?" The Angel's neck was quickly grabbed by the Killer persona as he choked a bit and coughed before he got a few words out.

"We...were...tasked...to...extract a...Sacred Gear…the user is...a...former...nun...the extraction...is in...the...abandoned...church..." Killer removed his hand from the Angel.

"That wasn't so hard, was it…? Now, enjoy your stay until I come up with a solution for you, scum." Liam got out of the room as his hand's nerves and controls were quickly given back to him.

"Was that...necessary?" Killer formed outside in his translucent form.

"It is. Unless you want to get your answer tomorrow or next week. I doubt you would. Now about that Sacred Gear user he spoke about…" Killer cupped his chin. "...Perhaps, we should send more Servants to scout. Nevermind the Café…"

"Perhaps…" Liam agreed with his Killer persona for once. "And Killer…"

"Hmm?"

"Who are you?"

"...That question is not suitable for me to answer right now. You will learn in the future. But not now. I am not comfortable with telling everyone my true name even if it won't help you get my weakness." Killer turned his back before dissipating into motes of blue.

"...Very well then…" Liam nodded to himself. "Now for a visit."


Raynare was reading a few books in her designated room, or more like a cell to be completely honest. The door was knocked on, she quickly glanced towards it out of instinct. "Err, yes, come in?" She asked in a bit reluctant tone. The door creaked open, Liam came in before he looked at her with a bit of concerned look.

"Are you doing well?" He asked nervously.

"It's...decent enough to be honest." Raynare nodded for a bit.

"That's good to hear, and the decision?" She looked a bit reluctant with her answer.

"I'm going to be outcasted from Grigori, so...why not? Is there a catch?"

"Other than the bonding with me? Not much." Liam answered her question. "So your answer?"

"...I'll do it then, Grigori will abandon me for doing something the Higher Ups didn't order, and endangerments of humans. So I'll take up your offer." Liam nodded and sighed, taking out the Lancer Class Card, he'd need to get another one.

"Then. Do you vow to be a Heroic Spirit under my order?"

"I vow to do so."

"Do you vow to fight hopeless battles and to be loyal to the cause we fight for?"

"I vow."

"Then as a Servant of the Lance, you shall serve your body until the end of the days and the end of the world." The Card began to dissipate into motes of blue, a red Command Seal beginning to fade, like before. Three Command Seals were already used. Raynare looked at her hand and flexed her fingers, feeling a bit more power than before.

The mutation to a Servant was unneeded, but if he ever want to overpower Devils and Angels, he'll need every Servants he had, while his soldiers weren't Heroic Spirits, they were far too weak in physics to be of use, the usage of mass-produced Anti-Holy and Anti-Demonic weaponry would be most useful against the Devils and Angels, having Sacred Gear Users were better, the other Stray Devil could be saved by the Class Card, but with not much Command Seals, he'd need one for every Reincarnated-Servant to put them in check. He cannot afford to risk many Stray Devils-Reincarnated-Servant with not enough Command Seals to run freely, while orders affected their movements, they ran with prana, without the needed prana due to the lack of od, there were only mana, the humans and beings in this world was vastly different from the world he was from, without Alaya and Gaia from his world.

The Counter Guardian was free from Alaya's grasp for once, but the Throne of Heroes was restricted to his own world, unlike Leah's, he can't summon other heroes from another world, while theoretically, she can summon a Servant from the Throne of Heroes, but it was only proven by EMIYA, he didn't know if Zelretch's note of the explanation he gotten a while back backed this up. EMIYA might be from the Throne of Heroes, but his timeline was different or so he thought perhaps.

EMIYA came from a different timeline, either it would be classified as another world or another dimension entirely. Should he invest much in thinking about it? No, not really...


Liam opened his eyes to yet another dream sequence of his Class Cards, now he was in a plain green field. "Beautiful, aye?" He turned to find a Knight with a book in his hand. "Evening, Master." The man sat down as he looked at the book he held. The man wore an incomplete set of armor, the only armored points being the chest plate, the left arm was covered as well, the legs were covered in light armor platings, the helmet he had, only covered his side of the head, not giving any forms of armor on the top of his head, a knight visor placed in its place for the time being, the right arm was only covered by a black cloth. The man had azure blue eyes, fairly tanned skin, his face was adorned by scars.

"Saber?"

"Correct. Appears like you were expecting something else, am I correct?" The man questioned with a smile.

"...To be honest? I was expecting to be in Killer's memories."

"Haha, you would've been if Killer wasn't really tired of looking at those memories a second time..." Saber replied with an amused face. "What's our next game plan?"

"...A simple one. We hunt down rogues and give them some ultimatum. Strays can be humans or...human-like again...Killer's been making out runes to do so. Enchantments and others, he's just not skilled enough to get the right ones however..." Liam massaged his head as he remembered some of the conversations back then about creating a Demonic-Controller to keep their demonic powers in check.

"I'd suggest you take Caster-san and Lancer-san to fix the runes and correct some of them."

"That was the plan...until they say that it was Germanic Runes and they weren't very familiar to those types of runes, and the runes he got out were mostly...unidentifiable..."

Saber sighed at his Master. "Perhaps, he is using another type of Runes from a foreign land. Seeing how he lived, that would be most valid of answers." He spoke up before he continued reading the book he held. "And perhaps you need some more familiars...Killer might be able to help your pets become battle-ready familiars."

"You serious?"

"He created bioweapons, so why not ask him?"

"...That would be insulting him."

"Nonsense, he'll be able to see the light of what you are suggesting."

"Making my pets into battle-hardened monsters of mass destruction?"

"...Well, not in some sense, but...yeah, that's pretty much it, ain't it?"

"Figures…"

"Perhaps, if you wish to not use Bahamut or Alter Ego as a Sacred Gear...you can ask him for an Alternative." Saber suggested, Liam raised an eyebrow.

"And how would that suffice? Since he's in a Class Card."

"Killer's been able to hack through the system of your subconscious, Bahamut's existence might be harmful to even be considered real in this space, perhaps a distorted creature would at least confuse them about what your false Sacred Gear really host."

"...That...sounds like a good idea...but how?"

"You ask him yourself, in this dream. I am the only one speaking with you. No Bahamut. No other Servants. Just me." Saber shrugged as he read his book. "...It's fascinating to know that Killer's world is far more advanced than this one, even at the same year…"

"Is it?"

"Does...Aerial Magic-Jet Powered Battleship, KMLS Prometheus ring a bell to you?"

"...Fair point."

"Fascinating thing is...this is basically the same Flying Battleship from this timeline's Ultraman Dyna series…or rather movie..." Saber basically turned the book towards his wielder, who blinked at the picture. True to his words, it was the same Prometheus Flying Battleship from the Ultraman Dyna Movie, but was mostly colored black, given a blue, cobalt, grey dazzle color scheme used on most Kriegsmarine ships. The black screen part on the front had its lower part colored in grey with the frontal part colored in black like the original, but wasn't given any red light particles on it. "With the same name too. Ain't it fascinating?"

"...It is…" He had to admit it, they were advancing faster than they should ha-wait a minute. "Did you say Aerial Magic-Jet Powered Battleship?"

"I did. They had knowledge of magic...perhaps they know of Devils and-he already said that and hated them, didn't he?"

"Yeah…"

"Perhaps, he basically exploited that knowledge and basically enslaved both species…"

"...That isn't far fetched, but how did he do so?"

"Civil Wars are generally an easy pre-war setting to exhaust their forces and to their might." Saber shrugged. "True, the Angels might fall, but...they were supposed to watch over us, weren't they? If they sided with us then that wouldn't mean they were doing their tasks wrong."

"...This is going political way too fast."

"Perhaps, perhaps not. Killer has been known to have dealt with supernaturals after the Second World War, obviously he wasn't really intrigued to continue being a commissioned member of the High Command for nearly a century."


Liam jerked up from his couch as he breathed heavily. "That fucking forger…" He cursed under his breath. "I swear I'd kick his ass till kingdom come when I see him next time-"

"Sorry to interrupt you, Master." Liam looked up to find a woman with blonde hair tied into a bun and a pair of blue eyes, the woman wore a royal silver chestpiece, with dark blue overall skirt, some given golden highlights. "Lancer. Altria Pendragon. At your service."

"...Altria...Pendragon?"

"I am King Arthur, Master."

"...What the fu-" Saber suddenly appeared out of sheer shock before he was smacked by Killer.

"For fuck's sake...now you got genderbends...motherfu-" Killer was smacked by Avenger as he coughed.

"That's enough swearing." Altria was literally oblivious to what was happening in Liam's head.

"Master?"

"Awa, r-right? Sorry I...kinda...blanked out a bit...what were we talking about again?"

"Right. I am Altria Pendragon, summoned as a Lancer and I shall be the tip of your spearhead, Master." This...This was not...supposed to happen. He and Medea and the others were already making a prediction table on what Servant Class was to come and it was neither Lancer, Archer, Berserker nor Saber now! What the fuck is going on!? "Master? Are you blanking out?"

"...Sorry, lost in my thoughts...umm...I...need to make another room I believe...hold on a minute this is...this is a bit hard for me to comprehend for now." Liam quickly downed a glass of leftover water from last night. "R-Right...let's get on with the...introduction shall we? Ummm, Lancer-san...umm, do you have any spare clothes?"

"What?" Altria tilted her head in confusion.


The Servants gathered up in the expanding meeting room as the only male Assassin stirred his drink at the silence of said moment. "Just to be clear...this is Thursday, right?" Liam questioned his sister's Servants. With the girl in question not around.

"Ja...but the school unexpectedly closed for the day...I...do not know what caused it, but...Miss Caster did detect some...mana signatures…"

Medea, who was in question nodded in response. "It was faint...but it was there. I fret that it was some sort of...Magecraft involved. But learning from history, this type of Magecraft should have not existed or that this world wouldn't have documented it up until now."

"...So this is…"

"I believe Gremory and Sitri are taking precautions. I do not know why, but I believe it is to conceal the leaking of the supernatural." Medea narrowed her eyes.

"Then we should've all investigated." Scáthach steeled her eyes.

"No, that would raise suspicion and do note my magecraft in concealing your presence works for only a few hours and under the strain of covering your Servant and Noble Phantasm Signatures albeit not truly activated still eats away a lot of prana and would reduce the time by effectively…"

"Remarkably 90%." LIAM answered as Liam quickly continued.

"90%." 'Thanks, Avenger.'

"Only this time."

'Of course…' The two were still bitter about each other.

"But-"

"And need I remind you that we risk getting seen by civilians? Like...foreigners? I mean...Scáthach-san your hair is purple, you stand out so much! And...you get my point, don't you?" Liam pouted. Erwin was sympathetic with the Master as he too knew about how the Gestapo operated and how hard it was to look generic with such...eye catching looks.

"What would you want us do then?" Arthur questioned with a raised brow.

"For now? Ezio, Chelsea. Help us out and scan the area around the school. Even without your bodies fully manifested as physical forms-"

"Wait our bodies are not prana-based?" Medea questioned in surprise.

"Zelretch told me in a message...fucking-"

"Language!" Killer materialized in his translucent form before realizing his mistake. "...You saw nothing."

"Like fucking hell we did!" CúChulainn yelled before getting smacked by the man.

"Language…" He hissed before disappearing.

"...We were being haunted and thou didn't bother telling us?" Atalanta questioned.

"To be fair, they were only haunting me."

"They?"

"Nevermind. Anyways, Zelretch told me about another side effect he observed, the bodies that you all manifested in the first place were purely prana-based, but will then be replaced by physical ones...how this is not the True Heaven's Feel I clearly have no idea."

"Of course not! Heaven's Feel or the Third Magic is basically the Manifestation of our Souls, not Resurrection in its pure form. It helps us achieve true immortality through our souls, not our physical bodies, though to get it one needs to be in the Throne of Heroes…" Medea explained.

"...And just as I thought that waking up to a sudden holiday would be the best thing I would feel after a few days being a human again…" Nakami complained as Kira was having her eyes swirl in confusion.

"Magic is not something one can explain simply...that is all there is." Medea shrugged. Beowulf simply hummed. "Is there a matter, Beowulf?"

"...Huh? Wha-? Oh no, nothing...it's just that...it's just been too quiet these days…not much Devils or Angels to fight..." He remarked with disappointment.

"What do you-...now that you mention it…" Martha went silent.

"Something is going on...Supernaturals, with Gaia or not are not relatively quiet species. There has been not much magic and incidents happening in the meantime." Jeanne concluded, placing her hand on her chest. "Something is being planned…"

"...Might there be something related to the boy?" Cú questioned EMIYA, who had been quiet at this time.

"...Perhaps...but...there is one more thing you forgot."

"The Devils?"

"Devils are greedy beings. Human-like or not. Angels on the other hand...much less Fallen...are trying to prove themselves greater. That kid...he must've been special." EMIYA deduced.

"Kid?" Liam questioned all of a sudden. "A kid got involved!?"

"He was the target of the Fallen Angel. Might I say that I was...upset with how I handled the situation." Cú grunted with anger. Scáthach softened her eyes a bit.

"...Perhaps, the kid's alive…" EMIYA shut his eyes, causing Cú to widen his.

"Wha-"

"Devils. Evil Pieces they call their devices. They revive humans and mortals-alike as puppets or as Servants or Slaves." Nakami explained a bit. "Just like us." Kira looked a bit saddened by the memory.

"It's alright. Both of thou have us to protect you." Atalanta hugged both children gently as Cú banged his hand.

"Damn it! If only all of the other heroes are awake…"

"Awake or not, it would not matter." Altria suddenly spoke, having been silenced for a time. Bringing the attention to her. "The heroes we are here are nothing, but weaker versions of us. If what comrade Nakami said is true. Then no doubt that they would have recruited thousands of turned-Devils themselves."

"So?"

"What Altria says is right. There is only one war that everything went wrong. The German-Soviet War or the Eastern Front or Great Patriotic War is what won the war. Overconfidence and wrong plannings. The Germans had surprised the Soviets, yes. They took many land in a few months, but later. The Soviets began to push back and outnumbered them quickly. They lost many men, but regardless still won." Liam explained. "Quantity over Quality. But even Quantity has its Quality. It's a war of attrition and the Heroes won't stand a chance unless they have an Army themselves and seeing things here. No one believes in the Supernatural besides a handful."

"Exactly as Master had said. We must think wisely before making our move." Altria nodded as Cú couldn't help, but feel helpless.

"...We could always sue for co-existence, but what bothers me is the constant greed some Devils have." Liam spoke up.

"Yes, the Greedy ones are the ones we should get rid off first if we want actual peace." Medea spoke. Not from her knowledge, but by experience. Her betrayal.

"But who has the book to all the Devils?" EMIYA questioned.

"Uhhh, nii-san? Your friend's here! And umm, I think we got a grandpa?" Liam blinked at the word 'grandpa' before shivering.

'Oh fuck nuggets…'

"Cross that thought of possibly summoning Heroes from the Throne of Heroes, that's old man Hassan, comrade." Killer bit his lips as he spoke.

"So thou art what my child hath called her brother...perhaps thou might be able to repent for thou's sins…" A massive man, or what seemed to be a man wearing steel armor below the black robe, with the face of a skull with glowing azure blue eyes, a pair of horns and a massive sword stood by the door next to the girl. Everyone besides Killer was stunned by the man's, if he could be called one, killing aura.

"...Gramps, can I get on your shoulder?" The figure looked at the girl from his towering form before nodding to her, picked her up and placed her on his shoulder. "Yippeee!"

Everyone looked in disbelief. As if no one can't look from the scene that was transpiring. A massive skeletal figure carrying a young girl on his shoulder. "...This...someone pinch me plea-ow! Alright, this is not a dream!" Yuuki quickly exclaimed as she nursed her cheek after Prinz Eugen did as requested.

"I'd advise...that we should ready whatever combat units we have for possible scenarios…" Erwin spoke in a calm manner, having readjusted himself from what he was seeing.

"Y-Yeah...right." The Regiment, while moderately armed by outdated Leopard 2s and M1 Abrams models, they were still considered better than any third world nations, but considering their size…

They won't be fighting an army soon. The main focus was the Teufeljägers that were formed by the tutelage of Erwin and Scáthach as well as Martha. The Teufeljäger or Devil Hunters were the recreation of Killer's famed Teufeljägers in his world. Only with less firepower and experience.

"...While not as impressive...they should be adequate enough when you give them a practice target and how to assess the situation."

'That is the thing we lack. We have no Devils to use as practice.'

"...Hmm, then make use of the Fallen Angels. They are like Devils, but...well, let's be honest. They are weak to Angels, but strong against Devils due to their light-based weapons. They are in some case similar to Devils."

"...Right…"

"...Yes, he was a tad bit injured…"

'THAT WAS MORE THAN A TAD BIT!' Liam exasperatedly yelled inside himself.

"Right...you and Saber had a wonderful meeting yesterday, tell me something about it."

'Fine...can you make a Sacred Gear?'

"Sacred Gear...with some items? Yes. But why?"

'Let's just say that me having a Dragon would spark controversies…and lead not only to Devils and Angels.'

"Yes...yes, that's pretty much the power of what dragon you'd have...I think I have a replacement for the Gear...but it would take a few weeks to prepare the essentials...I'd advise you to get at least more pets to work with."

'We're using them?'

"Serums, they'd turn into 'Kaiju Buster' Beasts."

'Beasts?' Liam was unfamiliar with the term, but watching a bit of shows. That would mean these creatures were to exterminate kaijus.

"They are not natural. Mostly artificial, combining the right traits. The right specimens. The right codes. We can quickly adopt some of the species of the KBBs if we can. The faster, the better."

'And...the species?'

"We're to apply them to the correct species of creatures and to be fair...these Beasts are basically your show's Ultraman Nexus' Space Beasts."

'...What?'

"Don't worry, we outfitted them with nano-tech and some other convenient things. Now, if you get me a rat or some rodents with long tail, I'd get you one of the more gruesome one."

'We got rats. But how are you going to transport these genes exactly?'

"Include me."

'...I'm not too trusting of you.'

"...Kid. Look."

'You going to start a speech about something for me?'

"...Nein, I'd taken over your body if I want to. Observe." Liam's body began to move and smack himself.

"Fuck." Liam muttered out.

"Right." Killer proved his point. "Until you gain the peace we wish for...I will not interfere...unless something desires my full attention." Killer spoke with a cold tone.

'Fair enough…' Liam internally nodded at the Heroic Spirit.

"Liam." Scáthach looked at her Master with concerned eyes.

"A disagreement…" Liam waved off with a brush. "It wasn't serious…"

"I concur."

"Well, it wasn't that serious that he'll kill me, just to remind of something." The woman nodded her head with some hesitance.


"Now see here." Killer, Saber and Avenger were basically teaching the near immortal assassin some knowledge. "This here is Feuer in Germanic Runes. Usually with enough prana and the right additional runes. You'd be able to do fire related magic and with Eis. You'd basically be creating burning ice. Add Luft and you'd be firing burning ice towards your opponent. But you'd have to use Front to adjust where your shit is going. Plus your hand is going to need to point towards the target otherwise. Observe." Killer made the four Runes before making his hand go a bit tilted to the side. The Runes glowed before forming a magic circle and fired burning ice shards towards where the palm was facing.

"I see, I see...how much prana does it cost usually?"

"The more you practice, the prana usage varies from the size of the word. For example. You're making them big. It takes far more prana than what you'll need for a normal one. Takes more time as well." Killer shrugged.

"And from his research, apparently there are a total of sixty runes you can use for combat. Mostly about elements, directions, the usage of homing, dragon, creation and manifest." Saber continued. "There are more for basically utility, but he has no sort of limit to it."

"Limits are basically just that, stops and we usually need some jumpers or breakthroughs in them. Which is why I am teaching you the Basics of Millenium-Germanic-Rune-Magecraft. We can move on to the Improved of Millenium-Germanic-Rune-Magecraft after you mastered the Basics and creatively make shit." Killer shrugged.

"And here I thought you'd be more interested in your occupation." Avenger mused, Killer shrugged.

"For peace? Any shit would have to go. I don't really care that much about species difference, if humans are the cause however...you know what has to be done." Killer spoke slowly and coldly.

"You'd kill your own brethren?"

"I said I will fix what has been done wrong, if humanity is the problem then I shall fix said problem. Though I will spare the children." Killer said with a bit of remorse.

"Won't they come back for vengeance?" Liam tried to argue, only for the man to laugh.

"Children...yes...they'd come back for vengeance...after I install the order, after the world is fixed and balanced...I can die in peace, by their hands, my own or...by her." The German-Descendant spoke with little to no care in his words.

"...Is that how you die?"

"...For Gott's sake, no. She would not kill me. I'd be satisfied for her to kill me, but she pretty much can't, so yeah...let's not go there, since that woman won't be willing to kill me even if the world depends on it."

"...You got a fine woman there." Saber commented off-handedly.

"Ja, one of the best finders-keeper type of girl. We went way back, wanna have a little story?"

"...You are from World War Two or basically the twentieth century, right?"

"Ja, ja, seen the Third Reich, seen the fall of London, first-hand and directly. Went to the Peace Conference of Bismarck, got a photo with the High Commands and the Prime Minister of Britain...ja, I've seen too much."

"How's your world?"

"To be completely honest?" Killer took out a stick of white chocolate and bit it. "It's already too crazy for me to handle it. Magic. Devils. Angels. Fuck me, that shit's been going around here, but you ain't seeing giant monsters from nuclear, aliens that breathe lightning, fucking mechas the size of monsters! Fuck me, we've been breaking through too much shit that we found railgun tech way by the 80s. Fuck me if you know what I'm talking about!"

"...Giant mechas?"

"Trust me, you'd be a fish outta water seeing that shit up close." Killer exasperatedly spoke.

"How big?"

"...hmmm...about...skyscrapers…" Killer shrugged. "Been making our own, and lemme tell ya, we had to make them limiters so that they don't fucking mutate further."

"...That...sounds…"

"Fucking unbelievable, tell me about it. I kept smacking myself every fucking day and do they go away? Nah, fucking hell…" Killer continued to complain to himself. "...Besides try to train yourself a bit. Don't get a bit rusty and try unlocking some more cards to use."

"Huh? Oh yeah...do we have a training room?"


"So, you were actually asking me out of all the other Heroes to train you." Scáthach stated when she and Liam got into the training room set up a few days ago. How was he unaware of this again? "I'm surprised that you wouldn't ask others to train you."

"I got rusty with my spear...never used it...as well as the fact that I was wanting to try out my Class Cards, especially after I got it and get berated by Medea when I get another Lancer and would kill me if I don't use it..." Liam spoke back as he quickly took out his Class Cards out of his pocket. "Let's get this started. Include Lancer!" The Class Card that was used quickly shined before turning into a blue spear unlike Saber's, which dissipated into blue particles. The spear was not barbed, while it had a silver staff, the spearhead was cobalt blue in color.

"...I feel like I know the spear…" Scáthach narrowed her eyes as she took out Gáe Bòlg Alternative and got into a fighting stance.

"Do you?" Liam asked dryly.

"...The Spirit's getting into you, hm? Very well then, don't hold back." Lancer dashed forward at high speed, giving Liam a mere second to come back at her strike. The instinct within the Spirit of the Lancer Card pulled his Master back to dodge the incoming strike. "Quick, but not good enough." The woman retracted her spear before Liam got back to a stance, taking to account the second Gáe Bòlg the Lancer had summoned.

"Diagonal Block, lad!" Liam unconsciously did so as both spears were quickly spun to hit the Master, but only successfully hit the spear that Liam held adamantly. The wonder was how the spear not broken after said attack.

Scáthach quickly stopped before she dismissed a spear and went to stab Liam, only for the Heroic Spirit within the Card to dodge it quick enough by sidestepping, putting his arms to the other side with the spear in hand, managing a counter attack for the mentor. Liam gave the spear a quick spin before trying to stab Scáthach by her shoulder, only to be blocked by a second Gáe Bòlg. "Not so fair."

"The world's never fair." Scáthach smiled back as Liam quickly put distance between himself and the Lancer.

"Lance versus Lance, not a good idea when the other is more skilled to ya. Change to Saber." Liam acknowledged as he quickly unincluded Lancer. "Include Saber." The pair of swords, Initial-Cross and Azure-Cross made their way to his hands.

"A change of strategy. What happened to furnishing your lances?"

"No holding back."

"...Very well, let's try and do so." Lancer quickly took her stance, both Gáe Bòlgs in hand. Scáthach quickly moved first, Liam quickly dodged and put his blades to work, clashing with the barbed poles of the spears, the two swords quickly tried to hack away, only to be swatted away by the poles.

"Not so great when she can use both spears as blunt poles to knock away your swords, huh? Needed some practice to counter those."

'Not helping!'

"Consider not to be straight forward." Liam quickly dismissed Azure-Cross and took out a long sword. Long-Cross. Unimaginative names. "Sorry for being too moody to name my swords!" Liam quickly dismissed the rebuttal and quickly blocked both spears with the long sword, a quick slash to Scáthach's abdomen with Initial-Cross.

'He got me...that trick's going to work once.' Scáthach thought to herself as she narrowed her eyes. The wound healed itself as Scáthach quickly dismissed a spear and twirled her only spear excessively as she maintained eye contact.

"...An act of intimidation."

'And hell, it's intimidating me.'

"Aren't you supposed to be used to pressures!?"

'Not this type of intimidation trick.' Liam rebutted. Saber rolled his eyes away.

"Why don't you use both Lancer and Saber?" Lancer quickly chipped in his two cents, his translucent form having a muscular and lean body, having nothing, but a pair of slacks, a thin black shirt with short sleeves and a blue scarf.

'Can we?'

"Does it hurt to try?"

Enough said, as the two didn't even rebutted. "Let's try this...Include Lancer!" The card turned back to the Spear as he took both spear and Initial-Cross at hand.

"Dual-wielding two different weapons? How peculiar." Scáthach mused as Liam formed a makeshift plan on his head. Dismissing Initial-Cross and placing the spear on his back, he formed eight daggers between his fingers and quickly dashed towards the woman.

"Cross your fingers, this works and we get back into the game!" Saber cried out with a few bits of hope.

"Don't keep your hopes too high!" Lancer barked back. Liam jumped before throwing each dagger one by one, only to be simply blocked. Liam quickly formed Initial-Cross and quickly threw it, causing Scáthach to slam it away by her spear's head, allowing Liam a small bit of window to throw the spear he had. The spear's head placed on the top, opposed to the bottom quickly got Liam to throw it right off the bat.

Albeit with less force, but he'd still be able to do something with it! The spear quickly made its way to Scáthach, who stepped back, Liam quickly formed Azure-Cross after a denial with forming Initial-Cross as he desperately tried to hit Scáthach, only to be blocked. Hands were crossed as Lancer's Spirit quickly took a hold of Liam's free hand, his left hand to pick up the spear and quickly slammed its head to Scáthach's side, knocking some air out of her.

"Alright, kid! No messing around! Let's do this!"

'Lancer…'

"Name's Snow! Let's get along, comrade!" Lancer barked enthusiastically. The Lancer hand quickly twirled the spear rapidly before Liam readied his other hand. "Feel and learn, comrade! This is how you wield a spear! With your left hand at least."

'Alright...help me out, Lancer.'

"It'd be a pleasure!" Liam quickly readied himself before he pushed and closed the distance. Scáthach got into her stance before she ducked below Liam's sword blow, she readied her spear to lay a blow only for Liam's spear to block it.

'Spirit Control?' She remembered how Liam's own body reacted weirdly and do...basically unthinkable things. This was no doubt one of those moments. Liam quickly backed away with his Initial-Cross exchanged for the Long-Cross. The blade quickly lit in aura as Liam focused his gaze.

''Long-Cross provides additional strength when focused, the blade can do some unbelievable things, no flashy names could match it...but either way, conventional is way better stupid colorful names.', right!' Liam remembered his words. He pulled back his sword-hand before the aura rose. "With a Long-Blade from the Cross Roads - Long-Cross!" Said sword quickly flared out an aura as its blade extended to an unlimited length, Scáthach quickly dodged the sudden blow, only to realize that Liam was quickly closing the distance.

"Using a Noble Phantasm...very well then." Scáthach quickly summoned another spear.

"Oh shit! This is it, kid! She's doing her Noble Phantasm!"

'Wait, what!? How do we even counter that!?'

"...Well, there is one slim option, you'd have to use your Blade."

'Initial-Cross?'

"Don't act dumb, kid, that Meteorite Sword is pretty powerful. No doubt it can withstand Gáe Bòlg...probably…"

'Y-You can't be serious, it's nowhere near a Noble Phantasm!'

"Better to try than die."

'R-Right...doesn't Saber have something to replace that!?'

"Look, kid. I got an arsenal, but all of them needs a lotta power to even activate...and the body stress is also greater than using yours. Besides, if my analysis is right, your blade should be a D+-Class Noble Phantasm in all its right and durability-wise, it should withstand Gáe Bòlg..."

'You sure?'

"If I weren't, I'd have to suggest you breaking one of my creations...even if I don't want that, besides yours is far more sturdier than a C-Class."

'Fine! But why wasn't it classified as such!?' He quickly unincluded Saber and took out Fulcrum in its former glory.

"Cuz the power is lacking, only the non-Gaia material is harder to be broken and shattered, since it is disconnected from her." The logic was...unsatisfying, but Gaia incapable of interacting fully with it? Errr, yeah, not too sure about that.

'So, he is brave enough to use that blade?' Scáthach quickly realized how troublesome that blade was. If her memories were correct...then it was made to be a Mystic Code that was enough to be considered a Non-Standard Noble Phantasm. The Blade was different however, no longer did it have a vibrant white diamond marbled blade, its blade was colored in blood red and a tinge of silver.

"Thrust and Drill!" Scáthach began to close the distance, while Liam quickly readied his spear, still unnamed until Lancer decided to chip in.

"Pierce and Freeze!" The spear glowed in a blue hue of eerie coldness, the temperature dropped below a few celsiuses. "Gáe Gorm!" The two spears collided before the two spears were thrown out of both combatant's hand after the power struggle.

'Not yet!' Liam quickly gripped Fulcrum, while Scáthach was about to unleash the second Gáe Bòlg before Liam yelled. "Leverage of Destiny and Fate! Ful-CRUM!" The blade glowed silver before Scáthach unleashed her spear by throwing it towards her partner.

"Gáe Bòlg Alternative!" The two weapons clashed as Gáe Bòlg was slowly overpowering him. Scáthach summoned another Gáe Bòlg as she watched the power struggle.

"Unseal Helix!" The Blade began to overpower the spear as it threw the spear upwards before Liam caught it. "...That...took...more strength than I originally thought…" Liam wheezed a bit.

"Impressive, Liam. Though that was not the full potential of Gáe Bòlg." Liam widened his eyes in disbelief.

"For real?"

"For real." The woman nodded with a bit of amusement. "But you were able to counter it...even when it is used as an Anti-Army Noble Phantasm. Albeit one that is underpowered."

"...I...still got a long way to go, huh?" Liam held his side before coughing up some blood.

"Liam?"

"I'm alright...just...didn't think that I would use that much of strength to counter your Noble Phantasm." Liam coughed up a bit more blood.

"Tch, you should've told me about that."

"R-Right...guess when I went all out, you were still ahead of me."

"Of course." Scáthach smiled as she held up her Master. "I still have to take care of you."

"...Right…" Liam coughed up, he smiled a bit.


"...I am still unsure about what you want me to do." Killer sat by Scáthach's chair, Liam and Scáthach being the only ones listening. "I mean yeah, I can make a Sacred Gear, while it takes time. But what do you want me to do other than that?"

"A few soldiers would suffice." Liam shrugged, Killer looked at him as if he was an idiot.

"...That takes up your prana."

"My prana can sustain them, thank you for the concern."

"Yes...alright, but I don't see what else I can be at use of."

"We do need additional up to date weapons." Liam shrugged as Killer looked at him dead in the eyes.

"Really? Well, I do have some things you can use…" He grinned a bit. "It'd be a bit costy, but I think your interdimensional portal thingy can help me out in transporting said weapon."

"And the cost?"

"Prana...and some unused aircraft or some junk to make it at least basically a Mystic Code." Killer said after he gave it a bit of thought.

"True, you'd need something to hold it together, since prana-made objects would slowly disappear overtime…" Scáthach gave her two cents at the thought.

"Right…"

"Then, give me a bit of things then I'll see what I can do with them." Killer shrugged. "Just don't expect much, even with the advanced technology, you can only rely on the user, pilot or crew. And I can assure you, this type of training, even with a trainer, would take a long time to perfect." Killer warned with a sharp tone. "Your forces might be experienced, but with new technology, you'd need to adapt with them. My weaponry is standardized to be adjusted to the users, to auto-adapt with the pilots, users and crews, but with your men, it would be slightly different…"

"...Your suggestion?"

"Training Regimes. I can get you a few Panzer XIV Zestroyer, Primus and Kronos, with a few CFA-44 Nosferatu, with a few Ouroboros Helicopters." Killer shrugged. "Just don't mistake this as kindness, I'm just doing what will be done later on, after you fail to do the thing you swore to do." His eyes sharpened. "I'd lay waste to heaven and the underworld, should you fail."

"...I won't."

"...We'll see, sooner or later…" Killer gave out a look that would've killed the Master. "Since, we know that Devils and Angels will only cause trouble no matter what…" Liam looked away abit, unable to bear the gaze. "...Perhaps, you can prove me wrong...if not...then...well, pests should be dealt with." Killer then disappeared.

"...Should you fail to do so...I'd still be on your side." Scáthach said with an adamant tone, Liam gave a bit of a smile for the woman.


"Alright...I got this…" Leah got out as she stood by the center of the training room. "Include! Saber!" The sword that appeared was a Zweihänder, colored prussian blue by the pommel, without a parierhaken, the blade was silver with Germanic Runes and Inscriptions, the handle was made of prussian blue leather, the hilt was colored in gold with the tip colored in gold. A scabbard also made itself known by Leah's waist, colored in gold and silver with a prussian blue accent, that formed the shape of the same scabbard. The belt that held it by her waist was colored in leather brown with a few golden and prussian blue accents. "Woaahh...so...this is Include, huh?" Leah asked with her voice seething with amazement.

"Awesome, right?" Saber quickly questioned with a smile as Leah nodded.

"Yeah...I guess I can be useful to my brother…"

"...Y'know, I've been in a similar position as you in my days…" Saber told the immortal girl. "...C'mon, you know how to use a sword? You should learn how to use a Zweihänder." The woman told the girl.


The whole surrounding was dark. Black. Cold. Liam got up to find a young woman wearing a white robe placed on a cross with dozens of priest-like people. The woman slowly disappearing before a Zweihänder was in its place. The whole place began to lighten up into a church before the glasses that held the scenes of God's child being en-route to his way to Golgotha shattered from multiple soldiers with one distinct feature.

Waffen-SS Special Operative Badges

The officers quickly opened fire without any point of restrictions or restraints. The priests with no ability to fight back fell dead in an instant. The one, who looks like the mastermind left alive with his more majestic and expensive robe splattered in blood.

The door to the church opened as Killer was seen, running towards the altar. The soldiers bringing the living priests, just slammed them by the pews and the wall. "You are against the Lord! He deman-" Soldiers fired without any second thoughts as Killer got to the altar and felt the sword.

"...Sir…"

"...Get all the prisoners to the Gestapo. Get me with the other High Commands and Waffen-SS Heads. We have a new objective." Killer spoke with a cold tongue.

"Jawohl." The survivors were quickly taken away, the soldiers took the mastermind before they cuffed him for Killer's own investigation.

"Give me the reason...why are you doing this?" Killer gave a cold look as the priest struggled.

"The father commands it, you are not worthy of-AGH!" Killer stabbed the man's leg as he looked at him even colder.

"Does your father have anything to say about me taking your life? I do not care to being damned to Hell for just one pathetic life for the exchange of my wife." Killer coldly stated as he deepened the stab. "Perhaps your God would damn me, he would damn everyone, but who is he to us? Who is he? A Higher being, who thought he can damn us, the people with his own secrets when he can dig ours and take our people without our consent!?" The stab deepened even further.

"For once in your pathetic life, for once, tell us what your motive is, to praise God!? To praise him!?" The priest cried out in pain.

"I...won't...tell you!" The priest was adamant until Killer gestured the soldiers to bring him in.

"Take him to Faust." The soldiers acknowledged him before getting him to the vehicle outside. Killer stayed back for a bit before whispering. "I will make them pay and lay waste to the heavens for what they have done."

"You told me how you hated the Devils, but you never gave me your reasoning." Liam spoke coldly as Killer in his Servant form manifested himself.

"Perhaps, I haven't, but what they did was to glorify and take Erika from me and unfortunately, they know how to turn her back and make her into their race, brainwash her and…" Killer left the last statement on a cliffhanger, the supposed rest of the sentence was already known to Liam. "I'm willing to nuke them into nothingness with nothing, but wine and nuclear fusion bombs."

"No survivors?"

"Where is the fun when you are all-knowing? But I believe you get the picture, I will leave you by a cliff, hanging." Killer snorted before he gestured to his dream-self. Silently holding the blade with tears running from his eyes. "I was foolish to think that we and the Devils can work our differences...but...my men opened my eyes when they were suicidal to sneak in, losing men to find proof that they were hiding something from me, that...is why I never trust them, I was bound to lose her again, I lost men, hundreds of them! To this stupid naive brain of mine! To think that we can work together and become allies! A decision I was glad to not make after that revelation, as it pains me to see how much good men were lost in the midst of changing my mind, to think that I would deny that the Devils were hiding something, because of MY stupidity...that is why I trust only my men, I don't trust myself or anyone else to make a judgement. I lost those who were right in my mistake, I vowed to not make the same mistake...and that...hasn't left me ashamed or betrayed...they...had opened my eyes."

"...But what if they are gone?"

"...I know better to trust what they would've said, I only trust myself when we all were thinking the same thing, I make decisions after time and time of thinking."

"But what if they are plotting something!?"

"...Perhaps, perhaps not. Do you think I would know such a thing?" Killer questioned back with venom. "Am I all-knowing? Am I God? Am I immortal? On second thought, the last is true, what I question you is whether or not I am always correct, that I always know, whether I consider myself PERFECT…no...I am not perfect, nor do I claim to be. I'm just saying no matter what I think is right, someone will always correct me and make me look at the bigger picture. That I am no saint, that I am no God, nor am I perfect. My decisions cost me men to a trivial obvious decision. I should've known better. Those sacrifices...were what I justified for war. They tried to talk me out of it, but I had none of it. They could've arrested them, but they killed my men!" Killer spluttered like the madman his father was. "I'm turning like my foster father, huh?" He mused to himself with a sad smile. "Tell me...would you have done the same?"

"..."

"Would you...justify war and slaughter against those who tried to...take advantage of you? Because...I would. Because that would've meant more people to suffer, war...while it takes out the best and the worst of us...it...lessens those who would've suffered something more than what soldiers would've…"

"...You're not wrong…" Liam didn't deny that fact. How many wars had he been, he'd witnessed people die, but amidst after the war, under the oppression of everyone else, when they accepted to be annexed, the soldiers would've been worse mentally after thinking what they could've prevented to their own people.

"...Devils are not like us. We are not perfect, but we live for the better, we presented...choice for those who are wrong, but Devils? They just leave you to die and resurrect you for their own benefit. That is the truth that I had been forced to see, to see that men and women are being taken from their loved ones, gone missing, kidnapped, murdered for what? The answer? The Devil's amusement, not all have bad intentions, I'm sure of that...but it's all the same at the end of the day. People die, get resurrected, taken, toyed, then? When they are useless? They get tossed away like unwanted toys."

"So, this is your goal?"

"I know how Devils tend to be after years...seeing other places not realize their presence...that is something I wish to clear." Killer turned away. "But seeing things, I will see more to them until I make decisions…try and change my mind, but the rotten will be torn away from the good parts."

"And Humanity?"

"Re-education is needed with all the brainwashing and false truth of what they have been embracing. Flat-Earth? Vaccines being the cause of autism? Until I have proof these people don't need rehabilitation and re-education, they are just that. Ignorant pieces of trash that needs to be put down or torn apart from society." Liam had some mixed feelings about that one.

"And their freedom of speech?"

"Freedom of stupid and ignorant speech? You want that, you can just stay off from society. What I allow is logical, scientific speeches that we need to accelerate the use of reusable energy, if you want to defend the stupid and ignorant, be my guest. I do not care for they, who do not have the brain capacity to follow." Killer coldly stated. "We have been helping mentally disabled people, disabled people to help them follow, bring them to loving families and help them. We all want a better society, for that to be fulfilled, those who cannot learn must be put down or put away from the path for us to move forward. Sacrifices must be made and those sacrifices will not be made futile."

"And human experimentation?"

"Only to those willing after being openly discussed, if they refuse, then we will not force them, our human experimentation is only for confirmation after testing on clones, who are not given any consciousness or self-awareness, they are...hollow shells, imperfect humans." Liam got a look of disgust at the man. "Of me." That fact surprised and shocked Liam on how hard Killer was hard on himself. "I allow myself and my...cloned selves to suffer for the better of humanity. I will sin myself for what humans do...so if I am going to damnation and hell for sins I've done, I should embrace every other sin, so others don't."

"So, that is it…" Liam looked away as he looked at the still weeping dream-self of Killer. "You are only here to suffer, embracing the sins and to lead your men and people…"

"No, I'm just there to be a symbol of never giving up, to not regret what had been done, but to never forget and learn from it, to just keep going forward." Killer smiled. "And maybe to scare off people who try to attack my people, make some stupid weapons, make flawed weapons...that no one knowns, but me."

"...You are different than what I thought you to be."

"Killer is only my blood thirsty nature for justice, perhaps I could've been an Avenger...but I enjoyed the death of the Devils and Angels. That is enough to make a new form of Servant, Killer, he or she, who enjoys to kill out of hatred, while remaining sane, known to the world, but conflicted to be either seen as a hero or a villain." Killer chuckled lightly. "I have been switching off from insane to sane at some point...so, here is the man who kills for the ones he loved, but also kills for the enjoyment and from the hatred, while remaining sane to realize what he is doing is sometimes wrong."

"...Have you been killed out of hatred?"

"No...I've not been killed out of hatred, it is hard to say how I died, I have too much vivid and loving memories to even remember that and how Erika would've been scolding me for trying to remember my guilt." Killer let out another empty chuckle. "I don't know whether I am human or not, but frankly...I don't care anymore, since she hardly sees me as what I am, but for who I am…" He smiled to himself. "I'd be damned to not realize her love for me."


And done...I've been planning to post this on my birthday, cuz...lol...but then, I forgot I was going out of country for...more than a month? :v, so yeah, this is...a month+ after my birthday and lol idk, I've been thinking too much. Too much to even do, ugghhhhhhh, alright enough with the excuses.

Sorry for the late update, but life is kinda...being harsh-scratch that, life is currently hell right now, I got many things to do to get in college, one of the reason I need more time to update this and I got a new story that involves Highschool DxD, but I am doubting the concept would work. So yeah, three months and ten days, that I updated this. This is an improvement on my part. 15k words in three months...while working on my projects...haahh…

I've finally gotten to the Highschool DxD's 1st Episode and I'm gonna be pissed about barely going into it as well...even after all the chapters written.

Anyways, I now have an Alternative for Liam's Sacred Gear(Since people or a person say that Dragons and Grim Reapers are kinda overused)...and the removal of his Depressive Spirit...but of course, not in one single chapter would we get all that. That would just be too lazy for even me.


Name: Arthuria Pendragon/Altria

Class: Lancer

Type: Living Person

Attribute: Human

Alignment: Lawful Good

Stats:

Strength: B

Endurance: A

Agility: A

Mana: A

Luck: C

Noble Phantasm: A++

Skills:

Class:

Magic Resistance: B

Riding: A

Personal:

Mana Burst: A

Blessings from the Ends of the World: A/EX

Charisma: B

Noble Phantasm:

Invisible Air - Barrier of the Wind King: C

Type: Anti-Unit

Range: 1 - 2

Maximum Number of Target: 1 Object/Person

Rhongomyniad - The Lance that Shines to the End of the World: A++/EX

Type: Anti-Fortress

Range: 1 - 99

Maximum Number of Target: 900 People


Name: King Hassan

Class: Lancer

Type: Living Person

Attribute: Human

Alignment: Lawful Good

Stats:

Strength: B

Endurance: A

Agility: B

Mana: E

Luck: E

Noble Phantasm: A

Skills:

Class:

Presence Concealment: A

Magic Resistance: B

Independent Action: A

Personal:

Battle Continuation: EX

Protection of the Faith: A+++

Evening Bell: EX

Natural Body: C(A)

Uncrowned Martial Arts: -

Noble Phantasm:

Azrael - The Angel that Pronounces Death: C

Type: Anti-Unit

Range: 1

Maximum Number of Targets: 1


Legend Faction Roster:

Indicators: Senior Newcomer Forgot-To-Be-Added-Last-Chapter(s)

Master(s): Liam, Leah

Saber: Arthur Pendragon, Nakami Souma, Miyamoto Musashi, Yuuki Konno

Lancer: Scáthach, CúChulainn, Kanade Amou, Artoria Pendragon, Raynare

Archer: Atalanta, EMIYA, Oda Nobunaga, Archer Inferno

Rider: Saint Martha

Caster: Medea, Kira Souma

Assassin: Ezio Auditore Da Firenze, Chelsea, King Hassan

Berserker: Beowulf, Minamoto no Raikou

Avenger: Edmond Dantès

Ruler: Jeanne d' Arc

Gunner: Prinz Eugen

Commander: Erwin Rommel


VG Blackwing: Alter Ego's taken...and yeah, Killer, unless I wanna change it to Genocider and do please refrain from using 'retarded', a child of a friend of mine has a disability and using said word is really not alright, if you wish to insult me, that's fine, but refrain from using words that associate themselves with mental disabilities. Choose your words wisely, seriously.

Enigma95(1): Why do you have to put it as a question?

Enigma95(2): Welp.

Enigma95(3): Aye.

Dracus6: Sorry, but I don't do requests, they tend to be flat out come out worse than you and I expect them to be...I just can't do requests, since they mess up my kind of writing.

King of Madness:...Well then, you are correct in one answer...

KRKing: Errrrrrrrrrr...ok-ay then? I am kinda lost right now...

Ricc850: Welp, considering people like Riser and Diodora, I won't be surprised if he hates Devils.

grabblers: Thank you for the recommendation, mate. I'd read it.


And for the Poll.

Rin Tohsaka got the most with...four, breaking the tie with Sakura with three, Shirou Emiya from UBW with one and Shirou Emiya from HF with null. Thank you for the votes(Even if it's like eight votes, still better than seven or none)


And one more thing...to the eventual form of the Sacred Gear. "If I die in this world, who'll know something of me?" All those who know the answer, hush, I just wanna give a bit of hint and basically the answer from what it is.


Edit 1: Adding Servant Roster, Servant Sheets