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Bold - Techniques/Items/Skills/Weapons/Demon Mode / Events/ Organizations.
Italics - Telepath dialogues
A/N: A quick warning some part of the chapters has some dark scenes. I have warned you if it's not dark then fine.

Deep below Fuyuki City, underneath the ignorant mass, the ignorant masters of the war. A group of men wearing a hooded cloak sat waiting patiently as their two leaders went to a secluded area.

"Did you set up the barrier, thirteenth?" The taller one asked.

"Yup, I even placed ten more just in case some of our daring toys get any funny ideas. So call them already Eighth." Thirteenth said.

"Start call sequence. ID number. 10037CEEae6." Eighth said out loud. Thirteenth sighs while shaking his head. "We need a better way to call." He said. "But I guess that the benefit of having complicated passwords."

Holographic figures began appearing. Finally, twelve of them were staring at the two.

"Damn it, Eighth! I was about to score a whole damn pot!"

"Sorry Third." Thirteenth said.

"Ey, Thirteenth, Eighth, how's it been? We haven't chat for a while now."

"Hello Fourth."

"You better have a good reason on why you called everyone?"

"Relax, Ninth. I'm sure Thirteenth and Eighth have a good reason."

"Shut up Sixth, I wasn't talking to you." Ninth growled.

"Geez, you're rude and dumb as ever, Ninth and you wonder why I dumped you for Second even his dog is smarter than you."

"Ooh, burn! Somebody get this guy a Senzu bean." Fourth yells while laughing before looking at another holographic figure. "You didn't tell me you were dating Tenth, Second. Ooh, Can I be the uncle!?"

Second shakes his head. "No way in hell, Fourth." He said before seeing a hologram patting his back. "Congrats dude."

"Thanks, Eleventh. Also, Twelfth, here's that item you asked." Second then hands something to Twelfth. "Thanks, dude. Wait, where's First?" She asked. "Fifth, where is he?"

"Oh, he's over there." Fifth said while she points to a corner.

All eyes then turned to it and saw First there, silently watching something that creeped the entire group out.

"Are you guys done?" Everyone nodded. "Good, Thirteenth why did Eighth called us?"

"He said he found a lead." Thirteenth answered. "It's complicated. Eighth has a better idea cause I'm sure it's not a lead."

"Whoa, whoa, Eighth, are you serious, bro? All of us have been looking for a lead and we found nothing. Even First couldn't find it, and this motherfucker saw it before it left."

Eighth then taps something on his screen. "I'm positive." a holographic image of Russell then appears.

"Bitch doesn't look tough." Ninth muttered.

"Ignoring Ninth, why are you showing us this young man?" Second said. "Look closer. I'm sure you'll find my reason."

The group did so, and the first to react was Twelfth. "Broccoli Mahogany." She muttered, earning stares from the group. "No freaking way... Those are..." Second paled while Third was hyperventilating. Fourth drops his jaws while his eyes roll out of his mouth. Fifth frowned and adjusted his glass. Sixth blinks before muttering 'Not good' repeatedly. Ninth bravado vanished, replaced with envy. Tenth was smiling with lust while Eleventh sighs before starting to check his weapons.

The reaction confused thirteenth. Eighth however understood why after all he had the same reaction. However, First was the one standing out. He stared at the screen with boredom.

"I would have brushed it off as sheer coincidence but having not one, not two but four of his weapon designs!? Unlikely."

"But how can you be so sure? It has used decoys before. It even makes copies of his weapons."

"That's why I called all of you here. I want to open the Crimson Eclipse."

"ARE YOU INSANE!?" Third yelled in anger. "You're going to commit global genocide on a hunch!?"

"Whoa, and you all called me crazy," Fourth said.

"So long as that thing is still out there, we risk it growing and adapting to our power. Do I need to remind you what happened the first time we found it?"

Thirteenth watched them flinched, some touching one part of their body as if checking it's still attached to them. Wondering what Eighth meant, he raised his hand. "Um, not to sound rude, but can anybody tell me what this 'it' is?"

"Right, you're the new rookie, so you don't know what it is," Sixth said. "We can't say its name or else we'll alert it, but this thing is like the Last Boss of the hardest game on steroids."

Thirteenth merely looks confused. Must be some boss if it has the power to be instantly aware the moment someone says its name.

"Okay, but why do you want to commit genocide?" Thirteenth focuses on Eighth.

"It's the only way I can confirm my suspicion. His weapons all emit a unique frequency during that scenario. Not even the copies I've come across have replicated it," Eighth said.

"Can't you just fight this guy? I mean, genocide is overkill just to test one person."

"We tried that kid, but that thing is smarter than it looks." Fifth said. "It took us a year to figure out it turns anything it takes interest into its eyes and ears, the moment it finds out we're coming for it, we're back to square one." Ninth growled.

Thirteenth blinks before turning to his senior. "Why do you want to recruit him again? If he turns out to be the real deal, I'm going to alert it."

This took First's attention. "Come again?"

"Eighth is trying to recruit him and his friend."

Everyone turn to Eighth, who remained calm from the stares. "Your half right, Thirteenth, as the newest member, It still doesn't know you're working with us. If he is the real deal, then we can use him to track it, and if he's part of our faction, then imagine just how much power we will get with him around."

"And the other one?"

"He's like Fourth."

"Ooh, a fellow comedian and a prankster." Fourth said, clapping his hands in excitement. Third sighs. "Great, another nut job." He said. "We can barely handle this guy, and now we have another."

"While we can see the benefits of this. The cost will be too high, Crimson Eclipse isn't just some weapon you can use. Left unchecked and it will be a threat to us." Second said.

"Eighth..." First started. "Provided I approve of this... plan, can you guarantee that we will get results?"

"Absolutely."

"Very well, then. Begin the preparations, I will wait for the results."

First words shocked everyone, even Eighth. "Wait, what?" Tenth said in surprise. "What the hell!? You've been denying to let me use it on a planet, but you're fine on some weak-ass noob." Ninth said.

"At least Eighth's reason is better. You just wanted to get in a goddess's pants." Twelfth said. "She's not even that hot."

"What did you say!?"

"You heard me or did your ears moved under your belt?"

Before a fight can erupt, the two felt an intense stare and found First was staring at them. "Are you finished children?" He asked politely, earning a nod. "Very well, I adjourn this meeting. Return to whatever you were doing."

One by one the hologram fades, leaving only Thirteenth and Eighth.

"I need to change my underwear." Thirteenth said.

"If you didn't, it would've surprised me," Eighth said

"Are you going to use the Crimson Eclipse?"

"Of course not, that's plan C." Eighth quickly starts tapping his holographic screen.

"What's Plan A and B?"

"Send Squad A, B, and C."

"You're naming sucks, you know that?" Thirteenth gave his senior a dry look. "Should I warn them or not? It's going to be a slaughter, you know?"

"Who gives a shit? They're just useless mooks, anyway. At least they have something to do now. Oh, before I forget, tell our dear nooby to get ready, we'll be heading to the docks."

Russell groans before sitting up from his bed. On his right side was Karla, while on his left was Blaire. On top of her was Sakura. Behind Blaire was Medusa, while behind Karla was Ereshkigal. With Sakura lizard pet on the floor. Now how did this happen?

After being scolded by Ereshkigal for pissing off Gilgamesh, they all went back to the hotel. They were about to hit the sack when Sakura screamed. Everyone had gone into battle mode and rushed to her bed.

Blaire had a few pumpkins ready, while Blaire had Lilith on. Ereshkigal and Medusa were ready to use their noble phantasm. Russell was ready to shoot whoever scared Sakura. Silver had to bust a wall with his mega-size hammer with only his pants on while Bright rolls in and aims his chainsaw cannon. Hercules had stayed to guard Illya and the rest.

Hey, this is Nasuverse, you don't know what kind of fuck-ups are waiting for you.

They only saw Kuro trying to calm its owner down. It would've been cute if it weren't for the situation.

Turns out Sakura had a nightmare, so Russell offered to let her sleep in his room. Blaire and Karla agreed. The Rin inside Ereshkigal surfaced and asked if she could stay, followed by Medusa.

While Blaire and Karla didn't like it, Russell, who was familiar with their connection to his ward, agreed to their request. He wouldn't deny them some closure, it's the least he can do.

So here they were. He then frowns once he remembered what Hercules said to him. Someone had been watching them. Karla had gone to investigate but came up with nothing. Two unknown variables. He must assume the worst, that these two might not be alone or friendly.

"Hey, Russell!" Silver called before stopping. "You okay, bro? You're having that weird look again." Silver had only seen that whenever Russell was having a terrible day or troubled by something.

"Yeah, just a little jumpy. What were you saying?"

"Foods here. Also just remember, if you want someone to listen, I'm all ears."

"Thanks."

Silver gives a nod and left. "One step at a time," Russell muttered to himself. He quickly got up and went for a shower. "Why do I feel like choking someone until their eyes pop?" He said.

Kiritsugu P.O.V.

Kiritsugu sighed from the headache that just wouldn't leave. Even before the war started, problems had been popping up. First the flight to Fuyuki, then his equipment and weapons, then his daughter being kidnapped.

Now, these two idiots. How in the world did they qualify as heroes? One treats everything like a joke while the other is a walking enigma. Worst of all, the silver servant is the one responsible for his daughter's disappearance.

He read every book, legends, myth, and history, but none had ever mentioned these two.

However, the magus killer will admit this, whoever summoned these two is insane, lucky, and a genius. A servant with very little details would be hard to beat. Archer, with his golden portals or gate, was a dangerous foe. Yet these two beat the shit out of him before leaving with his gold.

Saber thought these two were dishonorable warriors and fools. Well, the Silver one, the other one, seems to be against it.

Irisviel was a wreck after finding out Illya was in the hands of the enemy.

So far they hadn't made their demands, but it was only a matter of time and place. He already sent Maiya to look for any suspicious event, but the only thing she reported was the Matou incident.

Tokiomi P.O.V.

Tokiomi sighed, his plan had backfired and now he was dealing with his servant's ire. He contemplated using his command seal. Everything had gone according to plan. Then these two idiots show up and ruin everything.

Not only did they make an embarrassment to his name, but the masters will call his reputation as a magus. The only excuse is that he's dealing with servants.

Tokiomi Risei still couldn't find the masters. Then there's Sakura. His heart ached about the news of his child's demise, but as a magus, he steels his heart.

Waver P.O.V.

Waver groaned in frustration. So far Archer and the other two servants were the most dangerous opponent they will face in the upcoming war. Not to mention his servant, did this gorilla almost conquered the world?

"Ooh master, let's buy this one! Maybe twelve of this..."

"Pft... you can buy a country with just one."

Russell was sitting cross-legged while looking at a magical formula. After Assimilating his one hundredth and one book on magic and magecraft. He still can't figure out how to turn a fireball spell and turn into something defensive.

He already made one for wind, earth, water, and lighting. Sakura was learning beside him. She can already shoot water bullets. Lucky girl, he wanted to that without the use of Ki. Sure the Kamehameha or the FinalFlash is great but he can only use it so much before he'll get sloppy. If this was PVP, he would lose. Magic was an outside source. Sure, there's a spell powered by the users' mana or Od, but its versatility in sources trumps Ki.

Fundamental Forces of Nature was only available if he uses ki. If he can turn those mechanic as a magical landmine or trap then he won't get as tired. He can even use it on himself if he turns off Absolute Zero.

Even better, he could just lure his enemy there and watch. "Okay, let's try this..." He muttered, altering the formula once more before throwing a pebble. Nope, nothing sheesh. All those fanfics made it sound so easy. He was already spamming Observe.

"Um... Papa? What does this mean?" Sakura then points towards the page.

"Oh, that? That's a translation spell." Russell's eyes narrowed before grabbing Sakura and moves out of the way from a magical arrow. Russell brings out Jackal and fires to where it came from.

"Holy shit! He shot Jeff!"

"Eyes on him morons!"

The Beast clicks his tongue, surrounded, and outnumbered. Fighting with Sakura was not an option if he can help it. He can hear the commotion from the other rooms, damn it. How the hell did they not trip his alarms or even passed unnoticed by familiars.

"Don't take it personally bud, we're just doing our job."

"But relax, when we'll take good care of your collection. I've got dibs on her." One said looking at Sakura.

"Hey man, learn how to share."

"We still need to wait till she's grown."

"Or we can use that potion I made."

Some gave disgusted looks at those who were laughing or joking around as if what they just said was fine. Russell however was quiet, no sound, no hint of emotion than it happened. They all died in a gruesome manner, all but one.

"Eh?"

"You should've kept your damn mouth shut," Russell gaze at the idiot who started it, sending fear into their hearts, as he goes into Limitless Demon Mode. He was going to go easy on them, but after hearing what just said, he threw that idea out of the window. He didn't care if they were stronger or weaker or if someone was watching, he was going to make an example out of these bastards.

The only disappointing thing is he can only do it once.

Those were the last words he will ever hear. Before their target swung him around like a nunchaku, slammed everywhere Russell was close to. Table, floor, ceiling, chairs, and even some of his allies.

"You can't kill me, edgelord..." The man taunted, his wounds already healed. Yet, Russell knew this, and this was a perfect opportunity to test his skill; Absolute Zero.

"Think again."

The man frowned before he screams in fear and pain as he watched his level and stats drop too fast for him to comprehend. None of his skills were working anymore. He tried anything and everything to escape, but it was for nothing. For the first time since he had reached the peak of his kind, he felt fear towards this noob.

With a sadistic grin, Russell performs a Sub-Zero fatality on the man and tore his head off. Turning to the others that just arrived or were smart to stay away, he slides back his hair this was a trait he gained from grandfather, as the gamer revealed.

A talent to change appearance, it wasn't shape-shifting but by changing their hairstyle it gives them a unique look.

This one had just the right look, the look of a killer.

Sakura, bless her soul, remained quiet, protected by his summons with Kuro hiding in her sleeve. He made sure that she wouldn't see anything too brutal, just enough to tell when there's danger. For now, he'll put his Achievement: The unpredictable into good use.

"Yo Tim, can you read his level? I can't read him,"

"I can't... either... this guy doesn't have a leveling system."

"What!? But that means..." Again, all eyes became more cautious on Russell. "He's a MODER!" One yelled.

If Gamers are beings playing with the system, then Moders were beings against the system. The problem with facing a Moder was their ability to rewrite the codex. They could have the stats of level hundred but remain level one or turn the stats of a level hundred Gamer to one.

During the first existence of Moders, Gamers couldn't tell if someone was Moder or not. It's only on the Fifth Generation of Moders they could distinguish the difference. It was the lack of a level system. The world just gave up on their kind and gave them a botched Gamer and let them deal with the rest. Why bother when it's clear they won't follow the rules?

As absurd as it sounds, Moders were the Gamers of Gamers. They don't follow the rules; they MAKE the rules.

There's even a rumor that the seventh member of the Circle was a Moder.

However, in this room, they had sealed off to a mirror world one thought went into their heads. We fucked up.

Russell merely tilts his head, his face remaining empty of any emotion, and utters one word. "Next?"