Emiya Kiritsugu was happy living the rest of his short days. He had put his past behind him... until he began to dream of futures that had yet to be. Let it be known that the Magus Killer was not dangerous simply because he was dying and had no plans to fight.

Sometimes, the tiniest of changes can have the greatest impact on the world. One chance encounter goes in a new direction, and the course of the Holy Grail War is irrevocably changed...

Whether heroic or villainous, the Dragonborn we all play is a guy who steals when he can get away with it, helps out daedric lords of domination just cause, robs the tombs of the honored dead, and then proceeds to play tag with children and help out his local temple of the goddess of love. This is the story of one such insane individual summoned by Louise Valliere. Crack fic.

Honestly, Shirou was beginning to think that he should be used to this; being unwittingly selected to take part in brutal tournament that he had no idea existed until he found himself in the middle of it. Then again, second times the charm, right?