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Summary: No matter what he does, no matter what universe he is in, Shirou Emiya has always and will always give everything he has to protect his loved ones. Even if it means taking up the life that he gave up in his previous life. BAMF Shirou

Chapter [10]: Boner of Sword

(Jubaschiet von Einzbern POV)
(Setting- In a dream)

With a sigh, I opened my eyes.

Massive reptilian eyes looked back at me and my knowledge was loyal to me as the name of the being came to me, even as my anxiety failed my sleeping self.

With a detached state, I parted my lips, "Lord of Dreams."

I was entirely incapable of feeling anything remotely distressing, but the gusts of maelstrom that came from his gigantic jaws were quite uncomfortable.

"Lord of Einzberns"

Lords we both were, a façade must be maintained despite the enormous difference in our stature that I was acutely aware of.

I bowed to his deference.

"Might I offer you refreshments?" Silence followed my offerings.

A booming laughter rattled my bones as the Great Dragon seemed to rejoice in my awkwardness. I highly doubted I could be blame though. The Einzbern tutelage was extensive but it didn't exactly have such interactions in its curriculum.

"Maybe some other day I will take you up on the offer but today I am in a bit of a rush, I afraid. So, if we could get to the matter at hand."

"And what would it be?" I admit to a measure of curiosity.

"The Einzberns are in possession of a Miracle once again I suppose."

My mood immediately soured, even with near omniscience of the Greatest of Red Dragons, I would have preferred not to have the fact known.

"You suppose true. What of it?"

"He is powerful but even the mightiest of them magicians may fall."

"Is that a threat?" I asked coldly as every bit of deference disappeared and I took my stand.

I admit to feeling afraid but I didn't let my fears paralyze me.

My promises to my family, didn't allow me to be paralyzed.

I was so close to my dream. All the sacrifices and monstrosities I did over the centuries were meaningless if it resulted in the Third Magic being lost once more.

I should be afraid. I might as well be smaller and weaker than the barest fragment of the Great Dragon's scales

But somehow, in this moment, I simply wasn't.

The Great Red seemed if anything but amused more.

"You still dream of her, don't you? Dream of promises barely possible but still you achieved."

I didn't need to ask who he was talking. There was not a moment that passed by that I didn't dream of her but I didn't let it blindside me.

"You have yet to answer the question, Lord Red. Is that a threat?"

"You and Shirou are more alike than either of you might admit but to answer your question."

"No."

The answer brought more relief than I expected.

"Just a friendly advice."

"Remember that even the strongest of security might fall."

"Someone who doesn't wants to be saved can't be saved."

"What are you getting at?" I asked admittedly confused.

"Sometimes, the only thing you need to save someone is to give them a reason to be saved."

"And you believe that I can do so?" It was ridiculous, Shirou hated me and he wasn't even unjustified at that. I was acutely aware of my faults but hypocrisy wasn't one of them.

The Great Red shook his head, "No, if he will be saved it will be at hand of another and never at ours."

I latched on the last word. My dreams were unravelling.

"Ours? What interest do you have in the wellbeing of my ward?"

"A purely selfish one I assure you."

"Might I know of it?"

"You might know a part of it."

"A bit of knowledge is dangerous."

"Yet that is all you get."

I agreed. I could barely see the distant horizon now. The world of dreams was collapsing as I was waking up.

"Ensure the inheritance of the Magic of Soul."

"Will I remember any of it?" The world of dreams was about to collapse.

"As much as a dream."

I woke up.

Third Magic: Heaven's Feel

Perhaps the most dangerous of all miracles, is maybe the Magic of Souls.

Because even the destruction of the Miracle of Truth is limited to mere universes at times.

Yet the potential of the soul is endless. No wonder even the Great Red seems interested in it, though the reasons are thought to be related to Existences (Avalon), (Utopia) and (EMIYA #RETRACTED#)

It is perhaps no wonder that the Einzberns searched for it over a millennium since it was lost. Einzbern von Jubaschiet is perhaps exceptional in this regard, yet for reasons one might not expect.

For perhaps not purely logical reasons, he has searched multiple avenues to the route of the soul stemming from his promise to his now long dead betrothed…
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(Jubaschiet von Einzbern POV)
(Setting- Main Bedroom)

Even as he woke up, the memories of the dream faded from his grasp. Till only a mere fragment was left in his grasp.

Ensure the inheritance of Magic of Souls.

He didn't remember who said it but he had a feeling that it was profound. It made sense to him anyways so it didn't matter.

He knew not why but he more than knew how.

Maybe the answer was always simpler than he presumed.

The dark had been their ally for far too long, yet it was now a false ally for it limited them.

It was time to step into the light.

And just like that, the fates were altered.

Skill Activated- (Hero of Justice) and (Eroge Protagonist)

(Students Council Room)
(Illyasviel Von Einzbern POV)

I looked suspiciously across the literal devil sitting across me.

The President stared back at me. She was trying to come off as comforting but that was a skill that Sona Sitri just didn't possess.

I glared balefully at the offered biscuits.

"I am not telling you about Onii-chan's dick size."

Sona facepalmed. The rest of the council joined her with exception of Saji. He was crying in the corner for some obscure reason.

"For the 35th time, Ms. Einzbern I am not interested in your brother's…genitals."

"LIAR!" Filthy slutty cunt! "Every woman is interested in my Onii-chan's dick."

"Including you?"

I blushed. What interest would I have Onii-chan? He was mine after all. I need not have any interest in anything that already belonged to me.

In the background, Saji continued crying about how THE ENEMY had gotten the loli too.

In the corner of my eye, I saw something that caught my attention however.

"Is that Ojii-chan?" He was the weird guy that always hung out with Onii-chan and while my parents seemed to dislike him, especially dad, I couldn't fathom why as he had been nothing but nice to me.

Sona turned to look in the way I was looking at. The television continued to show the news channel though it was muted.

Sona gestured and one of the council members raised the volume.

"…In a surprising turn of events, one of the richest man on earth has announced the presence of an heir."

The Vice President changed the channel.

"It is on every channel." The Vice President commented.

"It is bound to be Jubaschiet von Einzbern is easily amongst the richest person in world and the presence of a -WAIT GO BACK!" Sona screamed uncharacteristically and on reflex the vice president changed back the channel.

There was the Einzbern Lord sitting there but of more notice was the picture displayed alongside him.

Familiar steely eyes.

"…And of course, he will be expected to take a suitable bride to continue the line..."

"GOLD DIGGER!" I screamed while pointing at the whore. Everything made sense to me. Why I was suddenly asked by the harlot about my Onii-chan. Not if I had anything to say about it though!

Sona seemed to look like the day couldn't get any worse.

Which as it always happens in life, it did.

"PRESIDENT, A FIGHT BROKE OUT BETWEEN EMIYA=KUN AND YUUTO-KUN!" Tomoe Meguri came rushing in and looked quite distressed at the prospect of both of her targets of interest clashing.

Sona for her part wished that either her life stops fucking with her or just kill her already.

(Kendo Club)
(Few Moments Ago, Shirou Emiya POV)

I was working one of my usual janitorial jobs. The electrical bulb in one of the walls had fused and since the days were shorter around these days, it was affecting the illumination.

I was broken out of my thoughts by a commotion as I looked at the sudden change in atmosphere.

Ah.

The Prince of Kuoh

I was aware that on looks alone, the guy looked better than me but it his aloofness seemed to be something of a mixed effect on those around him.

Some women seemed to like it while others didn't. Boys used to unanimously hate him, at least until he joined the weird club that Hyoudou had founded.

Good for him, nobody deserves to live life alone.

"I was unaware that you partake in Kendo, Emiya-san." I would have noticed his lack of the senpai suffix but it was his eyes that caught my attention.

He wanted to kill me.

"I partake a little. I suppose you do too." I reached around and took out a wooden practice sword. Why a known Devil would attack me was unknown but I would prefer to be armed. With reinforcement, wood/steel made little difference.

"I do." He took out a wooden sword too.

"Really?! You guys never told me!" The captain of kendo club Murayama seemed excited but I couldn't humour her.

"Stay back, will you?" Kiba spoke harshly. Murayama seems taken aback at the normally polite prince speaking like that.

"Now, now that is no way to speak to a lady." I rebuked him

"Take your position." Kiba was already in stance.

"What is this about…?" Murayama questioned as the Kendo club seemed to form a large circle around us.

"Yeah what is it about?" I inquired Kiba curious myself.

"IT IS ABOUT YOU AND YOUR DAMNED EXCALIBUR." Kiba screamed.

The women seemed to groan in union and talked something about some club or something but I couldn't pay attention.

The fast devil had disappeared into a gust of wind.

Here he comes.

(Kiba POV)

In retrospect, I could have thought things a lot more through but hatred has this way of consuming your entire circle of thought.

Narrowing your horizon.

Even as the gaggle of women seemed to groan at me. I attacked hard and fast, too fast for a natural.

A single strike with exclusion of all.

A pinnacle strike of an Elite Devil Knight.

The women could barely perceive it. The unprepared Emiya would be struck down. He should have taken a stance.

I cut him down, like a sword through a butter. Such was the force that even with a wooden sword that I….

Wait, it was not possible for a wooden sword to cut through human body that easily.

And just like that Emiya's afterimage disappeared.

Impossible.

(Sona POV)

I didn't know what I was expecting. The entire school seemed to have gathered in the dojo. The news of Emiya's inheritance and possible betrothal had spread like wildfire for sure. Thankfully, I had managed to contained Illya somehow.

There had to be a reason why women were already searching for him.

Regardless, I knew that Rias had failed to stop her knight. Yuuto's hatred for Excalibur was without any parallel. And Emiya might end up paying the ultimate price.

On my way, I saw a familiar redhead and my vision turned red too.

"RIAS!" All this screaming was not good for my throat.

In lieu of any answer, her surprised visage merely pointed.

And I saw the scene which I understood but didn't.

Two familiar people stood in centre and it was evident that there had been a fight and one seemed to kneel on ground bloodied and tired while the other was standing tall.

Kiba's blood continued to drip down the ground.

(Kiba POV)

"It is not possible." I said.

He merely looked down at me. He was merely few inches over me, yet he might as well be towering over me. The difference between us was a virtual chiasm.

The world couldn't be this far away.

All the training I did, all the sacrifices I made and all the battles I survived but this is all I could.

"I will destroy your Excalibur!" I swore perhaps to him, perhaps to the Occult Research Club but most probably to myself.

I swear I saw a momentary surprise as I rushed at him.

My attacks were faster but he merely parried them lazily.

My defences were strong but he penetrated them easily.

"Use your right arm lightly, it is injured when you fell."

And worst of all,

My pride in my skill was absolute, yet he shattered it instantly.

My vision blurred. I reached up to my eyes. Water?

I was crying?

With sadness came rage even as it took away my sense.

I discarded my wooden sword as my magic roared. A technique, that I had copied came from Lucifers' knight.

My Sacred Gear roared as swords of magic came into existence in my hands. I could feel the ORC running damage control with mind magic but I couldn't care less.

"You are not ready for that technique." He oddly commented but I was beyond reason and doubt. It would be enough. It had to be.

On a steed of desperation and rage, I charged.

For just a moment, I saw minute disappointment in his eyes. Then his visage changed.

Something or perhaps someone looked back at me from Emiya's eyes.

For a moment I had a vision of a Heroic figure who looked perhaps Greek slaying an impossibly strong monster, a Hydra.

But the figure was strong, strongest of them all.

Within moments, Emiya discarded the wooden swords and punched me with the force that exceeded that of a rook by a mile. I vomited blood but the pain was stronger.

When I came to be moments later, Rias stood healing over me.

"You do realize that Excalibur means Emiya's dick, right?"

Never change Akeno, I thought deliriously.

I was pretty sure I was concussed. Having breaken through a wall of solid concrete would do that.

"I seem to owe a hell of an apology." I said as I saw Emiya being escorted by the Presidents council.

I blacked out.

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