AN: Happy anniversary everyone! For anything else, see the AN below.

Update (10/22/2016): Edited a few parts regarding Shirou and Aoko's scenes together with Issei, mostly because I wanted to fill it out a bit more.


Extra Act:

The Adventures of Kamikaze Magical Girl Jeanne


The Holy Grail War.

A secret war conducted by magi in order to determine who among them will gain the legendary artifact and thus use its powers to grant their deepest and most sought after wish. There are always seven Servants that must be summoned by the chosen 'Masters'.

Saber, Servant of the Sword and Badassery.

Archer, Servant of the Bow and Trolliness.

Lancer, Servant of the Spear (and the one that always dies in a disappointing fashion).

Rider, Servant of Awesome-I mean, Servant of the Mount.

Caster, Servant of Magic and Generally Being Crazy.

Assassin, Servant of Getting Worfed.

Berserker, Servant of Madness.

However, the Trifas Holy Grail War is unique; for some inexplicable reason, there are two teams of Masters with each having their set of Servants. The Red Faction-or rather the Villain Faction, and the Black Faction-the Faction that gets worfed thanks to PLOT.

Due to this occurance, due to the Holy Grail War's most fundamental rules being broken, there was a need...for an administrator. Someone to keep the Holy Grail War in line and help it be performed properly. The Servant in charge of this, is known as 'Ruler'. With Command Spells corresponding to each Servant in the Grail War, and having sworn an oath of neutrality, Rulers were meant to be the enforcers of the Holy Grail's will.

Thank god that the Einzberns didn't decide to summon a God in the Third Grail War. Who knows how that could have turned out? Maybe it could have resulted in the end of the world! But alas, that did not happen here, since the Einzberns actually had some sense!

The Ruler that was summoned for this Trifas Grail War, was the greatest martyr in the history of the world...

Jeanne d'Arc.

However, there was an irregularity with the summoning, and as a result Jeanne was affected. No, she didn't become super edgy and clothed in goth black. Something far more worse and sinister...

No longer was she Jeanne d'Arc, Maiden of Orleans but rather...

Kamikaze Magical Girl Jeanne! The Magical Girl of Beating the Crap out of People!

In the name of FRIENDSHIP!

...Oh come on, don't throw the bananas! Naruto does this shit all the time! And so does Nanoha!

Ahem, anyway, back to the narrative...


If there was one thing Robin Hood, now known as Archer, wished it would be that his companion would at least talk a little. Berserker didn't say anything as he just stood as still as a statue besides the Outlaw of Nottingham; to someone like Archer who prized banter, it was a severe letdown. Hell, even the other Archer, Atalanta, would have been a better companion since she at least would react to his snark.

In his green robe with its hood drawn up, Archer looked down at the truck bearing their target, Ruler. He had to admit, Ruler was an attractive maiden. Her long hair was done in an intricate braid and seemed to be enjoying the scenery passing by. Archer also remembered this route: it led to a certain church if he recalled, but he couldn't be too sure; what Ruler was doing, going there, wasn't something that he was supposed to question.

He had his orders, and would follow them obediently. Even Berserker, his Black Knight companion, would follow their Master's orders. And if Ruler isolated herself from other people, and left herself open to a tag-team from the two of them...that made Archer's day even better, in his opinion.

"Ready, partner? Let's go." Archer said to Berserker, and the two leapt off after Ruler in spirit form.

As they followed her, Archer couldn't help but be somewhat surprised this girl was Ruler; she was energetic at times, as well as enthusiastically petting animals, plus here wasn't even a remote chance of her being stoic or unfeeling as he expected Rulers to be like- as they handled the rules of the Holy Grail War, Archer had a natural expectation that they would be like 'hanging judges'. But he was wrong here, clearly.

It didn't make a whole lot of difference, in the end.

Archer saw her enter the desolate cathedral; good, that meant no witnesses. It suited Archer's style of combat, which was to kill from the shadows despite his own desires. His orders came first after all. He and Berserker turned back into their physical state, and walked into the cathedral.

Ruler was there, and turned to face them. She had just finished drawing some kind of magic circle on the ground, but Archer wasn't too bothered by it. After all, could Ruler summon a Servant? Highly improbable.

"Hello there missy." Archer mockingly saluted her, while Berserker stood still. "You're Ruler, right?"

"Hmm? Who are you?" Ruler asked with wide eyes and a look of bafflement. "I can't sense a connection between my Command Spells and you. Are you rogues?"

"Well, that's not up to me to say." Archer replied, smirking. "Anyway, we've been ordered to kill you. So, better say your prayers or whatever you saints say."

Berserker geared up in response; he picked up a fragment of stone around the size of a sword, and was ready to spring forward. Ruler didn't do anything-she just stood still with her head turned slightly in a ridiculously cute fashion.

"So you're here to kill me? That's not very nice." Ruler told Archer flatly. "It'd be better to be friends, right?"

"We'll never be friends or allies." Archer said in response. "After all, you're going to die here!"

"Ah, I can't allow that." Ruler shook her head, and began taking a stance. "I'll befriend you no matter what!"

Before Archer and Berserker could even think of interfering, light surrounded Ruler, obscuring her from their sight. Archer cursed, and took aim wildly with his crossbow. Berserker ran forward, but was repelled by some kind of barrier.

"Saint Prism Power! Kamikaze!" Ruler shouted, as the light began to wrap around her in ribbons.

In a process that seemed to take hours, so long that Archer was legitimately wondering whether or not Ruler was even in front of them any more, the light disappeared and showed Ruler's new appearance that baffled Archer and even Berserker.

Ruler's new costume was so damn yellow! She had a white beret on her head that also had dog ears of all things attached to them, as well as a dress that was quite revealing along with a ruffled skirt that was, of course, yellow. She additionally had some sort of collar around her neck that resembled one you'd put on a dog. Ruler also carried a battle standard with her right hand, with the flag flying majestically due to suddenly conjured wind.

"Kamikaze Magical Girl Jeanne!" Ruler's flag rolled up into the standard, and she held it like a polearm now. "Buster form, set up! Now, are you ready to be befriended?!"

"What." Archer remarked, not even making an effort to attack. "What...just what?"

Even Berserker was surprised, from how he tipped his helmeted head to the side and dropped the stone fragment he was holding. A beat passed between them, before Ruler asked them a question enthusiastically.

"So, can we be friends now?" Ruler asked. "I'd rather not fight you."

"Uh, we actually do have to kill you..." Archer said absent-mindedly before regaining confidence. "Sorry, orders. Sic 'em, big guy!"

Berserker roared, and began to get ready to run at Ruler. To her credit, the Saint stood her ground and merely closed her eyes and began saying words Archer couldn't hear.

"Preparation complete. Beginning holy light gathering." Ruler recited, and even as she did a magical circle appeared in front of the tip of her standard, with glowing motes of light around it.

"Shit! That's...!" It was undoubtedly her Noble Phantasm, Archer realized. It was charging at a phenomenal pace and was going to fire in just a few seconds...!

Berserker roared and ran right at her, but Ruler didn't let that distract her. She opened her determined blue eyes, and shouted the name of her Noble Phantasm that was about to blast the crap out of these two unfortunate Heroes.

"La Pucelle...HOLY BUSTER!" Ruler shouted, as the light reached a peak brightness.

What can only be described as a beam made of rainbows shot from the magical circle. Berserker couldn't even react before he was hit by it, and neither could Archer. The shot was so powerful that they were sent up flying into the atmosphere, and as they were, Archer was overcome by a need to preach about friendship and love...!

"What the hell?!" Archer shouted as despite the immense pain, the attack was actually quite relaxing. "Why do I need to preach...that...FRIENDSHIP IS MAGIC?!"

"We're blasting off again..." Berserker muttered, overcome by the same emotions as his comrade which, in turn, shut off his Mad Enhancement.

Soon, they were just a speck in the sky. As Ruler looked on, the two enemy Servants disappeared in a twinkle, like a star before she couldn't sense them anymore.

"Aw, I put too much power into it..." Ruler mourned. "I wanted to befriend them, not use the Elements..."

Her thoughts were distracted from mourning the potential friendship she could have had with Archer and Berserker when the magical circle she had crafted earlier glowed brightly, before a person stepped out of it, standing tall. Ruler looked on in awe as her Servant walked forward until he was in front of her, and blushed at how attractive he was.

Now, if this was a certain other universe, Jeanne d'Arc would have summoned Arthur Pendragon, King of Knights as he was in life: dignified, badass, a hit with the ladies and a friend with the ladies (with the exception of his bitch ex/half-sister Morgan le Fay).

However, due to being summoned by Kamikaze Magical Girl Jeanne, Arthur was instead summoned as...

Jeanne's Servant was clad in a suit of the highest quality, and coloured the most regal blue. Additionally, his cape was pure white, and shone with the light of the faeries that had crafted Excalibur. Atop his head was a top hat of the same blue as his suit, but bore strange markings upon the brim, alongside a pure white domino mask on his face that might have served as a disguise but to a sensible person would have instantly given away the person's identity.

"Behold, it is I! Servant Saber! But you may also call me..." Saber twirled around Excalibur, which now resembled a rapier for some reason instead of its broadsword configuration. "Tuxedo Arthur! May I ask if you're my Master, fair maiden?"

Tuxedo Arthur bent down, and kissed Kamikaze Jeanne's hand, causing her to blush intensely. And from that moment on, from Tuxedo Arthur smiling at her pleasantly to Kamikaze Jeanne blubbering at her new Servant, an inseparable bond was forged.


Meanwhile, in Trifas...

Ayaka Sajyou walked about Trifas with her Servant, Lancer in his spirit form. He was a wild looking person, wearing a blue and white battle suit with grey pauldrons as well as long blue hair and red eyes. He had, from the first moment of the contract being forged, teased her about everything, and it was getting quite annoying.

She was biding the time waiting for Ruler to arrive in Trifas, but for some reason she got a strange feeling up her spine, as if to warn her about her thoughts.

But surely, Ruler was a sensible, down to earth person, right?

"Master, look out!"

All of a sudden, she heard her Servant call out to her and pushed her out of the way of something. To do so, he had to go into his physical form, and as such was struck by the white light that was almost like a star. Smoke billowed about as Ayaka struggled to stay on her feet, but clamoured to see what had become of her Servant.

He was at the bottom of a dog pile consisting of a medieval-looking equivalent of a hobo, and a grown up chuunibyou who was wearing edgy, black full-plate armour. From what she could see, Lancer was pressed so far down into the crater that she could only see his limbs.

"Lancer died!" Ayaka shouted in alarm, as Lancer's limbs twitched in response.

"You...aren't...human..." the Black Knight murmured before passing out again.

"Would you...like to hear about...our Lord and Saviour...Friendship?" Archer managed to get out, before he, like Berserker, passed out from the impact.

Luckily, Lancer had broken their fall and would recover. Physically, not psychologically however.

Damn E-Rank Luck!


Noble Phantasm Stats

La Pucelle: The Holy Buster of The Saint

Type: Anti-Fortress

Rank: EX

Range: 1-99

Max. number of targets: Over 9000

Description:

Due to being summoned as Kamikaze Magical Girl Jeanne, a person whose legend was, by default, much different to the Maiden of Orleans' blood stained past, La Pucelle is inherently different; Kamikaze Jeanne fought for hope and justice despite her past and never came to the violent end her regular self did. Instead of being a physical object, it is now a technique of Kamikaze Jeanne's. A blast-type attack, it gathers all of Kamikaze Jeanne's belief in God and religion, as well as her attributes as Ruler to allow her to shoot a powerful rainbow blast from the tip of her battle standard that has a 100% of infecting the hit enemy with the rare epidemic known as 'Friendship-mania'-making them obsessed with friendship and forcefully making them Kamikaze Jeanne's ally for as long as she lasts in the Holy Grail War.


Side Act:

The Other Side of Fate


"Then I'll become a hero for your sake! That's fine isn't it?"

That night, in the middle of a park, two children stood together under the moonlight...

"Become a hero for my sake...?"

One of the children was a girl with brown hair. The other child was a boy with red hair, the former having just made a rather surprising statement to her.

Just what did he mean by that? Becoming a hero for her sake. As young as she was, even she knew that was a rather childish thing to say.

"Yeah," The boy began with a smile. "A hero is someone who saves people and makes them happy aren't they? My old man said so once. If I become one for you, you'll definitely by happy right?"

"But how will you do that? Becoming a hero isn't easy you know..."

The girl replied, frowning slightly at the boy for saying such a thing. It wasn't as though she didn't appreciate it, but...

"I'll definitely be able to do it!"

The boy suddenly exclaimed much to her surprise. "No matter how long it takes, I swear that I'll become someone who can make you happy! I guarantee it!"

For a few moments, the girl was stunned into silence. He really was serious about it wasn't he? She could see it in his eyes that he wasn't just saying it for the sake of acting cool, but because he genuinely believed in it. As young as she was, she was able to tell such a thing for herself thanks to experience.

She snorted somewhat, smiling a little as she looked at the boy.

"You know... just now, it sounded like you wanted to marry me."

"Ack!"

The boy froze up in embarrassment, realizing that his words just now had indeed sounded like that. He then began fumbling with his words, unable to respond properly much to the girl's amusement. Really now, he was always like this...

"Then it's a promise..."

She began, catching the boy's attention as she held out her pinky finger.

"Make sure you keep it alright? If you don't, I'll get really mad."

"Huh? Oh, right!" The boy said, snapping out of his earlier stupor as he entwined his own pinky with hers. "I promise. One day, I'll make sure that you'll always be smiling. You won't have to worry about the future with me around!"

"Hehe, thank you Shirou."


"Something the matter Emiya?"

"Huh?"

Snapping out of his trance, a certain red-haired boy jerked in surprise as he heard his name being called out.

"You were spacing out for a moment. Is everything alright?"

A boy with black hair and eyes asked. He was wearing glasses, and together with his clean appearance, it gave him the image of a dependable person

"No, I'm fine. I was just thinking about stuff. Nothing important."

"I see."

The other boy nodded as they continued walking. The two were currently making their way through the school hallways, both carrying small boxes with varying contents.

The red-haired teen's name was Emiya Shirou, age fifteen and a first year student at Homurahara Academy. He was currently helping his friend Issei move boxes for the student council thanks to an electrical fire forcing them to temporarily relocate to another room for their meetings.

"Still, talk about a freak accident." Shirou began. "What was the President doing?"

"Who knows? I've never been one to understand women, you know that." Issei replied with a thinking expression. "Especially the President. There's something about her that I can't quite wrap my finger around yet. It makes chafe whenever she's around."

"You mean like the way you react when Tohsaka's around?"

Speaking of Rin, he hadn't seen her at school lately. Shirou had heard from her mother that she and Sakura had taken a leave of absence thanks to some family business out of country. Knowing them, he knew that they would be fine. But he nonetheless hoped that she and her sister wouldn't get themselves in trouble.

"Exactly, though perhaps the President is even worse. Unlike Tohsaka, she doesn't bother hiding her real self behind a mask."

"Aren't exaggerating just a little?" Shirou asked with a crooked smile. "I mean sure, the President can be a little mean but-"

"You don't know the half of it!" Issei exclaimed. "That woman is the she-devil I tell you! I make the slightest mistake and she looks like she's about to turn me into a eunuch! A monk in training I might be, but I have no intention of losing that which makes me a man!"

"Say, you're not still sore about losing the elections to her are you?"

"Ack! W-Who's still sore? I took that lost in stride and decided to work hard as the Vice President instead. You can't prove anything!"

"Right..."

Shirou knew better. Issei had always believed himself to be one suited for the role of Student Council President, an opinion that many also agreed to. He was studious, responsible, and quite dependable. He had high grades, and he never really faltered from them as far as Shirou had known him. So when it was finally revealed that he lost, many were quite shocked in fact. They along with Shirou wondered just who could beat Issei.

"Oi Emiya!"

A voice called out, one that Shirou was all too familiar with.

Turning around, both boys saw a girl approaching them, one with long brown hair that easily reached her waist. She had eyes that were a deep blue, so much that one could get lost staring in them. And if he had to say something about the girl, it was that her uniform did nothing to hide how curvy she actually was underneath. He sometimes found himself asking if she really was around his age.

...!

"Gugh!"

Before either of them knew it, Issei was suddenly kicked by the girl and sent crashing to the floor. Shirou merely sighed at this, it was something he had already gotten used to.

"D-Damn you Aozaki! Why did you kick me when you were calling for Emiya!?"

"It's because you dragged him into helping us again you idiot." The girl replied, before turning her attention towards said person. "And you! What did I tell you about doing everything that anyone asks you to do?"

"Come on President, there isn't anything wrong with that is there?"

Aozaki Aoko, age fifteen and current Student Council President of Homurahara Academy. She was as smart as she was beautiful, a trait that caused many guys to try and win her over. Suffice it to say, none succeeded. Despite her good looks, Aozaki's personality was quite the turn-off.

"Idiot, don't try to stand up for him." Aoko snapped in annoyance, causing Shirou to flinch. "And anyway, give me that!"

She said, taking away the box from Shirou before suddenly dropping it onto Issei.

"Ack!"

"Don't you have to go pick up your little sisters?" Aoko then asked, pointing to a wall clock that revealed the time. "At this rate, you'll be late you know. Keeping two girls waiting is a bad habit. You should be ashamed of yourself."

"Ugh..."

Indeed, it was already late in the afternoon. He was supposed to pick up both Ilya and Miyu in the next few minutes. But with his decision to help Issei and the Student Council, he must've forgotten about it. Sella wouldn't let him hear the end of if she ever found out.

"Go on now, shoo shoo!" She waved off. "And don't let me catch you being distracted by your hero complex again."

"Come on Aozaki, I'm not that bad am I?"

"Idiot, don't call me Aozaki here. Call me President when we're at a school." She replied in a scolding tone. "And yes, you are that bad. Need I remind you of that one time I had to save your butt?"

"Ugh..."

Shirou groaned again, unable to find a proper response to that. How could he have known what was going on back then? He just reacted by instinct when he did it, as Kiritsugu always told him that boys should always try their best to protect girls.

When he told her that, Aozaki kicked him in the shin for such a sexist belief. He learned his lesson then, that girls could easily kick ass and protect themselves if they wanted to. And her actions from then on only served to remind him of the fact.

Speaking of which, it was also because of said event that the two of them became formally acquainted with each other in the friendlier sense. The two of them had known each other for a while, but it was only at that point that she acted more personal with him. Such as with the way they were talking right now.

"You two are surprisingly familiar with each other..."

Issei commented with narrowed eyes, adjusting his glasses as the other two both turned their attention towards the black-haired youth.

"I suspect something amiss. Did anything happen between you two?" He asked.

"Huh? What makes you say that?"

"It says a lot when the normally violent and stand-offish Aozaki Aoko is on amicable terms with Emiya Shirou of all people." Issei explained as he stood up. "And the two of you were never like this before, so there must be something going on. It was bad enough with Tohsaka, but with her as well..."

"Aren't you just being a little paranoid?"

Shirou asked, feigning innocence. Though he felt a little bad about lying to his own friend, he knew that said incident between him and Aozaki could never be revealed to the normal people due to special circumstances. His parents had taught him as such.

"You just say whatever's on your mind don't you?"

Aoko questioned her Vice-President in annoyance, having half a mind to introduce him to her fist now. Honestly, what did Ryuudou think she was? Some sort of cultist bent on bringing about Armageddon on non-believers? With the way he acted around her or Rin, she wouldn't have been surprised if that was the case.

Still, when compared to the other students that froze up in fear of her whenever she was around, Issei had enough of a spine to let her know his exact thoughts of her. At the very least she would respect him for that. Even if some of his commentary was rather annoying to the brunette.

"Hmph, I won't have it!" Issei suddenly declared as he pulled Shirou by the arm. "Hands off my friend you demon woman, I will not let such an upstanding young man be corrupted by the likes of you!"

"Oh now you're just begging to be hit."

...!

"Gagh!"

"Issei..."

Shirou sighed. Honestly, Issei was probably just exaggerating at this point. That said, Issei should have known better than to provoke the brunette. Yet despite this he continued to do so. Sometimes Shirou wondered to himself if his friend was secretly a masochist for doing such things.

"President."

A voice called out, causing the trio to look towards the source. They saw another brown-haired girl walking towards them.

"Ah, Hakuno." The former brunette smiled and walked over to the shorter girl. "Did you do what I asked?"

Kishinami Hakuno, age fifteen and a classmate of Shirou in Class 1-C and a personal acquaintance of Aoko. When compared to someone like the latter, she was rather plain looking but was cute all the same. Not only that, but she was quite a helpful person much like himself. That said, she was a somewhat quiet girl unless spoken to, in which she could be quite chatty. Shirou knew that from firsthand experience.

"Yes, Fujimura-sensei agreed to it."

"Sorry for the trouble then, I forgot to tell her about the new budgeting plan for the Archery Club."

"It's no big deal, I was happy to help." Hakuno smiled and replied.

"Hmph! You would lecture about involving Emiya in student council matters when you do the same with Kishinami?" Issei began.

"Want me to plant my foot onto your face?" Aoko stated with a sweet smile.

While the two began arguing, Hakuno felt someone staring at her and turned her attention towards the redhead. Who in turn jerked slightly in surprise once he saw her gaze as he realized that he had once again been caught staring.

"Emiya-kun." She greeted with a nod and smiled. "You're staring again."

"H-Huh? Ah, sorry about that Kishinami."

"Hehe, idiot."

It was always like this whenever the two were together. There was something about Hakuno that Shirou couldn't exactly make out. As a result, it always ended up with him staring at her for periods of time before she would notice him and cause him to stop. It got to the point that it was a natural occurrence for the two and for Hakuno to tease him about it whenever she got the chance.

...!

"Augh!"

Hakuno suddenly placed a hand on her forehead as she felt a headache come on. Noticing this, Shirou called out to her.

"You alright? It's happening again isn't it?"

"Yeah." The girl nodded as the pain subsided. "But don't worry, it's nothing really."

So she says, causing Shirou to frown slightly. For as long as he knew her, Hakuno had experienced brief headaches every once in a while. While she wasn't sickly or anything, it did worry him that his friend was experiencing such things to begin with.

"By the way, did you hear?" She suddenly began.

"Hear about what?"

"A few days ago, there was an incident that happened in the Saitama Prefecture." Hakuno explained.

"You mean the explosion that occurred there?"

Shirou had heard about the incident. Apparently, out of nowhere, an explosion suddenly occurred in the forests of Saitama. Thankfully, there were no people around when it happened. Officials say that it was the result of a gas leak or something while others say that it was the result of a military or perhaps terrorist bomb going off. Though in all honesty, no one really knew what happened then.

"Strange thing don't you think? What do you think happened there?"

"Who knows? I'm only hoping that nothing like that happens here in Fuyuki." He replied before suddenly remembering the time. "Crap, I gotta get going! I have to pick up my sisters later!"

"Oh, then alright." Hakuno said, smiling as she waved her hand. "I'll see you tomorrow I suppose."

"Sure, and sorry Issei gotta run!"

"Wait, don't just leave me with this demon woman-Agh!"

"Who are you calling a demon woman!?"

Watching Shirou's back as he left, Hakuno smile slowly faded as the image of the redhead's back grew smaller and smaller as he ran off.

She then sighed to herself. It's been nearly a year now, she thinks? A year had nearly passed since the two of them fist became classmates. And throughout all that time, one thing was now quite clear to her.

"So he still can't remember yet..."

Muttering those words while smiling sadly, the girl walked away as she decided to head home.

As soon as she got outside, she looked towards the sky, she could see faintly see that the moon was out earlier than usual.

How strange it was to see it in the dusk sky, yet it was somewhat beautiful as well...

...Just like the one during that one night.


END


Author's Note:

Hey there everyone! Fate/Magnus Bellum is now officially one year old. I feel like an old man XD

Anyway, I came down with a fever a little while ago and just recovered from it. As a result of said fever, I wasn't able to put in other gags that I would have liked to have added, such as a scenario where both Child-Gilgamesh and Young-Alexander are summoned together instead of their older counterparts, and thus this chapter is a bit short as a result. I also lost my muse to write and I had to ask someone else to write the Magical Girl Jeanne scene for me. It was none other than ForteOfTheBallad98. He's the one responsible for writing it. Again, you rock man! XD

Next time though, I'll probably be able to pitch in my own work such as the one I mentioned above. While omakes aren't really my thing, I've been wanting to write one of my own thanks to Welt Ende asking me if I'd ever write some for FMB. While I said initially said no, mostly because I'd rather write for the story itself, I'm finding myself inclined to take back what I said.

The last part is a preview of my idea for a future fanfic regarding Shirou, Female-Hakuno, and Aoko. And it's mostly the reason why I wanted to post this Extra Chapter so that I might get some thoughts from you guys. Just like how it was with my original preview for FMB, it's just an idea and nothing concrete yet. Hence why it may seem like a jumble at the moment and nothing really important happens aside from them interacting.

Should it ever come to me writing it, expect continuity nods in regards to FMB since I'll be placing it within the same verse. And I can't really answer any serious questions about it either since I'm still sorting out the ideas for it inside my head. Generic stuff I might be able to however.


As for the Guest Reviewers:

Cain: Thank you for the greeting XD And calling me the former is rather insulting. Mostly because it really doesn't apply to me since I'm more of the latter type since the former are kinda like mood swingers. And whenever I call someone an idiot or say something harsh, I generally mean it 100% without any hidden meanings unless I'm being sarcastic. At the same time however, I like to be polite and avoid any conflict with people which is why I tend to apologize for any rudeness or insults that I cannot help but say.

But there also times that I will not apologize for something such as what I'm about to do below regarding your second statement.

For God's sake I don't care why you call Alaya a bitch. I just find the idea of calling an immaterial force by such a thing to be ridiculous really. And EMIYA never complains in canon the way many fanfics have him do about Alaya. So using that as a reference is even more ridiculous, especially when EMIYA blames his own foolishness more. And why are you even bringing this up again? I said never mind in that reply to you during CH17. That generally means "I don't give a damn anymore" when a person says it.

This is me being nice. Wanna see what I'll say when I'm pissed off? XD Just kidding. Honestly though, why bring this up? Don't answer this.


Anyway, that's it for now. Please review everyone :D