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Chapter 20: Rude Awakening
Kiritsuko eyed warily the circle drawn on the floor.
After the small family had returned back to the castle, Irisviel had started to proclaim her next objective in her refound need to keep living: remove the lesser grail from her body.
Was the brunette happy of said decision? Difficult to describe in few words, yet she was sure that she actually accepted her wife choice.
Since the Greater Grail was corrupted by the Zoroastrian Spirit of All Evil, leaving the Einzbern stuck with that dangerous ticking bomb was just plain dumb to do.
For the first time in a while, real worry and concern started to slowly gain a foothold in her stoic visage.
The professional killer had barely felt a little preoccupied when Irisviel conceived Illya but that was because of the attention given by the best Einzbern homunculi at the time and because of the low risk chance of possible death or miscarriage.
This surgery was much more dangerous than aforementioned predicament as it needed utter attention of the medics doing this operation and millimetric precision in the job.
The Lesser Grail wasn't just something connected to Iri's body only. Her soul had been attached to the artifact since they summoned Saber and it has passed enough time for said object to have fully adjusted her body to depend on it.
A major relief was the presence of Artoria to the scene as her presence activated Avalon, the sheath inside her lover's body and holding it together properly.
Kerry was also thankful to the direct loyalty the Fuyuki's homunculi had towards Irisviel.
She had expected some to back down from the order, as it went against the directives of that old fool in Germany.
Surprisingly they accepted without hesitation, some even looked relieved by their choice.
Her brain returned back to reality as the circle started to glow a soft blue light, prompting several homunculi to approach closely the unconscious woman.
Some of them had scalpels and other conventional surgeon's instruments, while the merely touched her wife with their bare hands, their circuits slowly flaring in sight as they started to whisper several incantations.
The process was long and filled with close moments.
Two hours after the start of the operations, Irisviel started to tremble, her face contorted by an immense inner pain.
Avalon started to glow golden, starting to soothe the painful sensation covering the woman's body.
Four hours.
Kiritsuko watched the scene in silence and with inhuman attention, an horrible sense of helplessness devouring every ounce of calm she had tried to keep up during the situation.
"Lady Irisviel is stable, Emiya. She will need to rest her Circuits for the time being and possibly her body too."
The Magus Killer nodded silently, inwardly thanking the unknown for her wife's survival.
As she approached Irisviel's sleeping form, she barely noticed how the small cup being hold by some maids started to dissolve in white mist and completely disappeared in a matter of seconds.
The lack of a proper host would have spelled the end of the temporary object but, unknown to everyone in the room, the Lesser Grail was not dissolving into nothingness.
Inside the Greater Grail
Pain.
Pain.
Pain.
PAIN!
The very existence of the being known as Angra Mainyu was utter and excruciating pain.
Why? Well, the Grail was not something that permitted the survival of a dead spirit inside of it and the system had been providing some serious resistance to the illegal staying of the Persian 'goddess'.
Things would have been easier if only she had been truly A GODDESS!
Yet she wasn't!
Yes, Angra Mainyu, Avenger of the Third Holy Grail War, was just a young girl having died at the abuse of the village she lived.
She had never asked to be named after the God of all Evil, but here she was, stuck in this endless suffering caused by that blasted Einzbern.
She sighed, her body already adjusted to the immense pain caused by the combined assaults of the Grail and Gaia.
Because she couldn't just deal with one annoying cup, she needed also to survive the denial of the planet to her presence in that plane of existence.
Infuriating. Very Infuriating!
Yet she had a plan to improve her conditions!
Since the Fourth War had commenced quite recently, she had planned to take over the 'lamb' used for the summoning of the Greater Grail and take over the artefact.
It would have ceased the incessant 'whining' of the big cup, but it wouldn't have scratched the concept of repelling the interference of the planet.
It was a solid plan that would have guaranteed her a well-deserved upgrade.
Everytime she thought about that, a grin graced her feature and she dreamed of a new life, a rebirth away from this madness!
Her small happiness was crunched to death as a familiar small cup hit the metaphysical floor beside her.
She stared at it, hoping to actually find out it wasn't what she thought it was.
A snarl replaced her smile as she grasped the small object in her hands, looking positively murderous to the non-sentient artefact.
"HOW!?"
It was unbelievable!
Her plans to evade the blasted container had been vanquished by some annoying moron guarding the Lesser Grail.
Fury! Insanity! Fury!
She shook the small cup as if choking the culprit of her misfortune, her mind thinking every possible way to torture the responsible that killed her hope.
"I JUST WANTED TO LIVE AGAIN!"
The cup glowed in her hands as she declared mindlessly her dream and the woman stared in shock at the artefact.
"Wha-!" A blinding light covered her form and soon she felt... different.
...
She opened her eyes, the light having ceased its holy might and revealing that something was indeed wrong now.
She was... in a cave?
She got up from the floor and noticed that her limbs were clearly shorter than before, her clothes similar to the ones she used when she was a child.
"Wha- Wait, that's my voice!" She exclaimed in shook, realising what had just happened.
Somehow, the proximity of the partly empty Lesser Grail to the Greater Cup had triggered the impossible. A Miracle!
The soul of Hassan of the Thousand Faces and the curious predicament that had just happened were enough to spark something simple Magecraft couldn't achieve.
But this didn't matter to the newly reborn Agra Mainyu as she squealed happily to what was the presence.
She was free. FREE!
Her bout of lone laughing ceased just few minutes later as she realised she had yet to leave the cave of Mt. Ryuudou.
The former Avenger didn't care anymore to murder the cause of her earlier plan's failure, actually she wished to truly thank said dumb fool for having returned her to life.
Fuyuki City, meet the Mighty Angra Mainyu!
She marched out of the caves, her cackling sounding oddly cute because of her adorable self.
AN
Surprised, ain't ya all?
As to summarise what had just happened in the end: Angra Mainyu has been resurrected by sheer luck!
Yet this little girl lacks any powers and her NP.
P.S. Chibi Mainyu is the carbon copy of Sasha but her hair are a dark black, her eyes are a bit more 'glowier' than R63!Chi-rou and her skin is tanned and lacks the tattoos that were inflicted by the villagers.
P.S.S. FPO, ToTK and ZCtH are officially part of the Bukharinverse Collection!
Review Q&A!
Guest Q: I'm FINE!
Fenrir-kun: Dude, it's said 'daughters', what the heck are daughterus?! Also yes, being good with kids is a good way to attract women.
MWKillkenny: Actually she isn't. Zelretch destroyed the Grail before the birth of FSN!Illya and so, because of the Einzberns lacked any need to push for an early Illya's conception, Kerry and Iris managed to delay it for ten years. I think Kuro's existence is based by the few months Illya lived in the Castle in Germany and EMIYA's knowledge of the whole matter. Also thank you!