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walk
/wôk/
verb
to move along on foot; advance by steps
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Archer walks.
He walks for millennia, through shattered buildings and over twisted corpses. He despairs as his ideals are flayed before his very own eyes, by his very own hands.
Without a say in his summoning, he's pulled from his inner world. And he's forced to slaughter. Wrenched from hell, yet taking pieces of it with him to raze the earth and its inhabitants.
Archer finds himself staring at a face he's long since forgotten during one of his calls to action. He plays the war out, trying to erase himself at every opportunity. However, he finds his blades dulling—and his bowstring slack. He finds himself staring into an old mirror…
There really was such a man once.
In the end, he discovers that his ideal was never wrong. He uses the last bit of his prana to project Rho Aias for Shirou, and an arrow for Gilgamesh. Archer goes back to the Throne, and he resumes on walking. However, something inside of him has changed. He walks through the sea of blood and flesh with newfound purpose.
Shirou walks.
He gallantly and idiotically strides forward with reckless abandon. He walks a path through sulphur and hellfire, through the Grail War, and through the future. On this path, he is sure to fall into ruin. As his other self had once done.
However, there is but one difference between the two men.
Archer sought to achieve his ideal.
Shirou, through Archer's interference and Rin's support, set out to endlessly chase after it.
And so—where others would begin to fatigue and slow, Shirou's pace begins to quicken.
He begins to run. And he doesn't stop.
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