It's going dark, he needs a place to sleep, after finishing his meal, Shirou even has seconds, eating the second meal of a 3 day supplies bag, lucky he got 3 of them. Food, water, rest, it was exactly something he needed, instead of the literal non stop action he had since he barely returned from the dead.

"If Rin knew I got in a near death situation again seconds after finishing speaking with her, she would be so pissed... Heh..."

The kid throw down, the bags, then climb down the roof, as he folds his parachute, he see a man with a overall clothing, a straw hat and a cigar in the mouth, that he drop with the surprise of see the kid drop from his roof, he looks like a farmer, and he holds a shotgun, he look at Shirou squinting.

"S-Sorry... Didn't mean to intrude on your property, long story, had to jump with this parachute, the wind didn't help..." Shirou tries to explain himself, almost stuttering.

"...Alright... Jesus, relax kid, i´m not going to hurt you, I was just worried that it was Imperial or something..." He points to his neck, and Shirou can see a cross, he assumes the man is a Catholic then.

"...I thought Romans were Catholics? I mean, what empire are you talking about?" Shirou rubs the back of his head as he asks curiously.

" Did you live inside a cave for the last centuries? Your parents didn't teach you anything?" The man asked, shocked.

"I´ m an orphan, from far away... It's not far from the truth, all I know about this world is about a place called Akkad and about this empire, what do I need to know to stay out of trouble?" Shirou says, technically telling the truth, he is an orphan indeed, twice, and he is not from that earth.

"Alright, get inside kid, it's getting dark, i will tell you what you need to know, and will ask my wife to cook you something. But clear the shoes before getting inside, or she will pester me until next month. My name is Burk, my wife is Mara." The farmer says.

"...I´m Shirou. Thanks." The kid meekly follows the farmer inside his house, it´s like a modest 20 century farm, yet, it has some bizarre appliances that the kid does not recognize.

"Mara! We have guests! Make one extra portion! The kid is only skin and bones!" The farmer says, what makes Shirou self aware of how weak he is, he already ate, but with Avalon working speeding his healing and recovery, he already feels he has space for some more food. And he will spare his "military food" what´s a plus.

"Hello! You must be starving, wait just a moment. I will bring you some ox steak, and valesian potatoes, you will love it." Says the cheerful woman, she seems not used to having guests it seems, with how excited she looks.

"So Kid, what do you need to know?" The farmer asks.

"See... Let's say that I'm from a place that knows the gist of things until the first decades of the second millennium, what's the current year? And why does the world become... Like this? I mean, wastelands, war, bizarre super humans fighting all around..." Shirou tries to express himself, but seems to have difficulty to word it in a way that makes sense.

"What sort of backwater place you came from? M2? We are on M30 kid. Year 602 of the emperor, approaching winter... Speaking about that, i need to do something about the drop in the harvest... Stupid warlords and their wars, i can´t buy proper fertilizer, and we have mouths to feed, all while they throw their abominations at each other. While he is no saint, the Emperor guy is right to call them techno barbarians, a bunch of thugs with ancient archeotech... Oh, Sorry kid, i started to mumble here" Says the man a bit awkward since he lost the focus on the conversation.

"Y-You said... M30... And why all the wars?" Shirou asks, confused.

"You are lucky, my grandpa was in the confederate navy, he commanded his own god damn battleship and knew all the galaxy, so i know a thing or two about the past... We had some wealth in the past, and a storage of rejuvenate so we lived a lot, I myself don't see the Age of Strife... See, we discovered that creepy hellish dimension on M3, and started to poke on it... Around M15 we started colonize the galaxy, we call it Dark Age of Technology, at first, we spread as slow pokes, but between that and M18 we mastered warp travel, literally using eldritch abomination hell dimension as shortcut through the stars, using a force field as only lifeline, a thing called gellar field, if the thing malfunctioned, you'd be dead, or crazy or worst, seemed like a great idea right? To navigate using computers sucked and was slow, but we had that mutants, psykers, people that somehow had "juice" from this dimension, they could navigate the place in safety, mostly. Creepy stuff." The man takes a pause to smoke a little, then gulps a cup of something that remembers coffee. And continue.

"Well, where i stopped? Yes! We owned the god damn galaxy until storms started that made impossible to travel through that place, so no fast space travel. Many worlds depended on others for technology, food and such, Terra itself got into a famine, civil war and eventually, on top of that, the artificial intelligence went nuts and start to play "terminator 15 on us", and some Xenos got funny ideas too, oh we aren't alone on the universe if you didn't know, we nuked each other. Now the assholes that scrapped most old Archeotech kinda gather their buddies and fight to see who will own the goddamn radioactive rock we call home. Think you got the gist of it?" The man asks.

Shirou start to listen and process everything, too much to digest, but the think is, the grandpa of this man was a big shot on the ancient times and owned a starship it seems, and he had something called rejuvenat to increase his lifespan.

"How old are you, old man?" Shirou asks curiously.

"I used the last of my rejuvenat 3 decades ago, i´m near 500 years old, but the thing started lose effect on me at 400 years, had to get some transplants and bionics, but even that will wear off on the next one or two hundred years i guess." He shows his scars from transplants, all over his chest, opening his shirt, and some metal connectors. The old man also shows a plug on the back of his head, and a plate hidden by his hair on his temple.

"Amazing, I heard that humans can't go much above 120 years... So you lived like 4 times more than a normal person." Shirou looked surprised, without being a Dead Apostle, using some supernatural cheat or having supernatural blood, humans didn't live that much, this man did it with pure science it seemed.

"My grandfather had better rejuvenat, the quality of the current stuff dropped, and it become scarce, my grandfather was around M29, and inherited the last flagship of the Confederate Fleet, his fleet survived as it could at the end of the Age of Strife, they had to scavenge, trade, and resort even to piracy, but as people got old and died... Replace them become difficult, it was not easy teach everything to the descendents, we lost engineering capacity, capable maintenance and all, we cannibalized ships to keep the others working, and eventually, we got the few survivors and decided to land, terra had become a shithole but, without warp travel, was the only habitable place to be, and we didn't want risk the dangerous mars, the colonists become weird and creepy." Said the old man shivering briefly.``

"Creepy? We had a colony on Mars, so close to home, what happened to them?" Shirou asked curiously.

"They started to worship the machines that kept the colony working and their lives, and eventually all machines became a creepy techno-cult that sees flesh as weakness. It was common to replace healthy organs and members for cyber implants, some changed so much that aren't too much different than machines... They call themselves "Mechanicum", and they have "cousins" here on Terra, they are called the Terawatt Clan."

They eat and talk, the man tells stories about how humanity was on their peak, some of it seem to be legends, he was not that old, but some ring bells and seem familiar, eventually he starts to get context about the world he lives in. They allow Shirou to sleep in their son's bedroom, the couple don't go into details about what happened with him, Shirou don´t push further, and for the first time since he arrived in that weird place, Shirou managed to get a good sleep.