Hi guys Azza here!
Eve of New Years and I RETURN!
For real, this chapter will be rather interesting I think and it took a bit of consideration on exactly how much I wanted to put into it but you'll find out when you read.
Also, hope you enjoy the Servant info at the end!
Onto the story!
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Ending The Allied Advance
/Marineford – Execution Plaza/
The war had truly reached a new stage of chaos as the forces of the World Government and the Allied Forces fought viciously against one another, both sides fully aware that Ace was now within reach.
Atop the execution platform, the three leaders overseeing the war gazed down upon the carnage with varying degrees of concern.
Sengoku knew that with Caster's barrier down, the Allied Forces would inevitably reach their location. Sure, they had dozens of Servants and powerful people, but the plaza was also full of enemy Servants and notable individuals who weren't bound to anyone. All of them were equally as troublesome and it was likely that even the three of them would need to enter the fray.
Rider had seen determination like this before, it reminded him of the war he'd fought in during life and the one that had bound him to this accursed cycle of conflict. He could feel the adrenaline slowly beginning to kick in as the thought of him down there amidst the troops stirred his blood. He secretly wished for it, even if he would never admit it.
Archer's eyes were on the skies, the dozens of beasts unleashed by Eden laying waste with elemental destruction upon World Government forces not even a concern in his mind. He remembered what it was like to ride the winds and the feeling of freedom that came with it, how it was all stripped away as he was sealed within a Russian gulag to ponder if he would ever experience such joyous fancy again?
Sengoku and Rider were surprised as Archer took several steps forward to stand at the edge of the Execution Platform, neither having expected him to consider stepping into the battle first.
"Archer … I trust you understand what you're doing?"
"Oh yeah, of course I do," Archer replied as he flashed the pair a cheeky grin. "But I trust you know why I'm doing so?"
"Because we currently possess no real air capability," Sengoku replied neutrally. "Even so, are you certain you can handle it?"
"Handle it? Come on Sengoku," Archer scoffed as he looked up at the darkened skies as a maddened grin completely twisted his features, Crimson Red eyes flashing to life as everyone across the battlefield felt a monstrous surge of power explode from the man. "Did you forget? I'm the Black Devil Of The Skies!"
Back down with the Allied Forces, Natsu looked over toward the Execution Platform in genuine surprise at the amount of power the Servant was exerting. He could feel the very air around him seem to twist against him as it all bent to Archer's will.
"So that's the one in charge of the World Government's Air Force is it, Archer?"
"It is indeed," Caesar replied to Natsu's question as he narrowed his eyes toward the growing power before them. "We have no idea of his True Name, only that he is the weakest of the three powers."
"Weakest," Ritsuka gasped as both he and Mash voiced their shock, alerting the others to their presence. "How the hell can someone putting out that much power be considered the weakest!?"
"Simply put, it relates to the age of his legacy and what it ultimately represents," Cleopatra replied as she looked toward Caesar. "Darling, I trust you have a plan for him?"
"Naturally," Caesar sniffed in response. "Like with all things, I plan at least five steps ahead in order to ensure victory. Archer is formidable, but he has already fallen for my bait."
"What bait," Natsu asked curiously as Caesar pointed up to the skies. "The beasts?"
"Indeed. Just watch and enjoy the show King Of Balance!"
Natsu looked back toward Archer and watched as the man leapt off of the Execution Platform and watched as the space around the man seemed to shift. To the surprise of everyone, a loud roar heralded the arrival of the skies shifting into an entirely separate space.
"That man … he seems oddly familiar," Da Vinci said through Ritsuka's communicator as she barked orders at the staff. "But what he just did there was most certainly a Reality Marble based Noble Phantasm, of that I am most certain!"
"A Reality Marble," Natsu muttered in reply as the roaring sound grew louder and louder until dozens of golden particles, the same kind as that heralded the destruction of Servants, lit up the skies. "What is he doing?"
"Look," Mash gasped as the sparkles started fading away to reveal hundreds of planes, many varying in size and shape that all appeared to be powered by Archer's Noble Phantasm. "Look at the markings on those planes!"
"No way," Ritsuka gasped. "Anyone from where I'm from would know those markings-!"
"Oh yes, they most certainly would," Da Vinci muttered in reply, clearly just as stunned. "How is someone like him a Servant though … I don't understand!?"
"What's wrong Da Vinci," Mash asked as a projection shot out of Ristuka's glove to show the data Da Vinci herself was seeing. "What …"
"It appears that the enemy has a rather interesting Servant, no," Caesar added although he didn't seem overly concerned. "I naturally couldn't have planned that it would be him however I dare say that this does make things slightly harder."
Back up in the skies, Archer landed atop the front end of one of the planes and crossed his arms, his black coat flapping in the wind as he grinned at the impending battle before him.
"How long has it been since I roamed the skies like this," Archer mused as the aerial beasts all stopped raining hell down below and started moving to attack the armada of planes heading in their direction. "Let us see how these Phantasmal beasts fare against the might of the Luftwaffe!"
Motioning an attack order, the planes all broke off into smaller wings and engaged the beasts as machine gun fire tore through many of the smaller ones in seconds. Many of the medium to larger sized beasts started tearing through some of the planes however, though they also started suffering losses as more wings moved to engage them.
The skies had gone completely black as Archer conducted the planes like a conductor would an orchestra, a yardstick in his left-hand motioning planes around as his right arm was extended outward in a permanent salute.
"Do you see it, do you feel it," Archer laughed as he started moving some wings to perform strafe runs on the Allied Forces. "Do you feel the might of German Steel!?"
"So Caesar, about that plan you had for Archer," Natsu said as all eyes snapped back toward the Roman Emperor who simply chuckled in response.
"You'll see in about ten seconds Dragneel, patience is a virtue," was the cryptic reply as all eyes shot back up toward the Servant who was currently tearing apart the Allied air superiority with no effort.
After the ten seconds Caesar mentioned passed, Archer slowly lowered his arm as the roar of the planes slowly started to die down into a dull hum. Archer seemed to slowly lose the manic grin which was replaced with a wistful smile.
The plane he was standing on slowly started plummeting to the ground, right toward Whitebeard's current position in fact, with the man still down on one knee after his heart attack.
"And now, for the final part of my fun," Archer sighed as he drew a pistol from his back pocket and pointed it toward Whitebeard. "I really love flying with all my heart!"
Opening fire on Whitebeard, the plan he was standing on started to fade into golden particles even as it opened fire. Whitebeard slowly rose to his feet, taking several shells from the fighter plane that tore holes through his chest even as he cocked back his right fist with his Quake power activating.
Throwing a punch right as the nose of the plane reached him, Whitebeard was shocked to see Archer suddenly lurch backward as a parachute propelled him away from the blast. The plane exploded as Whitebeard's Quake Quake punch blew it apart, obscuring the man from view as Archer landed upon the battlefield.
"Devil's Aura: Noble Phantasm Release – Krieger der Lufte!"
All of Marineford were shocked at what Archer had managed to pull off within a matter of minutes. The Phantasmal Beasts Eden had brought that were capable of flight had been all but decimated and he'd clearly gotten several good shots in on Whitebeard before his Noble Phantasm had concluded.
The man turned around to look directly at the leaders of the Allied Forces and smiled, the glow of his Crimson Red eyes doing little to make him appear as cheerful and friendly as the man they'd all seen earlier.
"My apologies for being so brutal, but you are all getting rather close for comfort," Archer laughed as he pointed his gun at an armoured Knight of Eden and fired, piercing right through and killing the man instantly. "I'm afraid this is where we end this war though."
Head Of The World Government's Air Force
Former Major Of The German Luftwaffe
The Greatest Ace Pilot To Ever Live
The Black Devil
Erich Hartmann (Archer)
"So, this is the man who set the record on the most confirmed kills in aerial warfare," Ritsuka muttered darkly as Archer simply grinned at the mention of his name.
"They say that to beat his total confirmed kill count another World War would need to begin and even then it may not be possible due to the way technology has progressed," Mash added softly as she adjusted her shield in case Archer tried to shoot at them. "Who could have predicted a Servant from such a recent era could have appeared with such power, even with such a strong legend to his name …"
"No need to worry Shielder," Archer replied as he pointed his gun at her. "I'm not a monster, I'm an ordinary man who does what he needs to in order to survive. If the orders of my superiors is that you all must die, then it is what it is. Such is the way of war."
The gasps of several people could be heard as Archer's eyes widened ever so slightly. Standing right behind him was Whitebeard who currently had his naginata held out as far to the right as it could go.
The weapon was shaking, clearly fully charged with his Quake Quake Fruit power as he prepared to launch it as some kind of attack. Turning around, Archer looked toward Whitebeard and couldn't help but be shocked.
The man had two large holes in his shoulders, blood oozing from them and yet the man still had the strength to move. The rounds from his plane had clearly done damage and yet Whitebeard clearly stood unaffected despite being struck by a powerful Noble Phantasm.
"You think you can just justify condemning all of these people to death because its 'the way of war' as you put it," Whitebeard growled as he took several steps forward. "You suit the goals of the World Government perfectly!"
Swinging his naginata, Whitebeard fired a powerful sphere of pure Quake energy at Archer who responded in turn by opening fire on the much larger man whilst using his enhanced Servant body to sprint away from the attack.
The attack shot past Archer who smirked and vanished into thin air. As he vanished, the sphere rapidly expanded and obliterated the shocked World Government troops, completely decimating the ground around them as ally and enemy alike scrambled to escape the collapsing earth.
As the tremors finally subsided, everyone in the area who had survived were shocked to find a large gaping hole in the earth where Whitebeard's attack had struck. The man himself remained in a defensive stance, his eyes darting left and right as Archer reappeared across the massive hole alongside the World Government troops.
"The power to destroy the world certainly is a fitting description of your power, Whitebeard," Archer said as the older man simply responded by gritting his teeth. "Such raw and untamed destruction, the ability to tear heaven and earth asunder at your very fingertips-!"
Archer shrugged in a sheepish manner before pointing his gun at Whitebeard again, his grin not faltering in the slightest even as he shook his head.
"There is a saying back where I'm from Whitebeard, it is rather fitting considering what we're witnessing here today. I'm just a man who happened to be a great pilot, but even I know that this saying holds true!"
Whitebeard simply narrowed his eyes in response, clearly not all that interested in whatever Archer had to say however the Air Marshall continued anyway.
"It is said that absolute power corrupts absolutely," Archer said as he lowered his gun and moved to point it up to the symbol of the World Government etched onto the massive HQ building behind the Execution Platform. "Not many here are privy to the knowledge of battles before the time of Gol D Roger, but I am. I know full well what kind of person you were in your youth Whitebeard, the kind of things you did under the flag of that certain crew!"
"What's your point," Whitebeard snapped in response as his grip tightened on his naginata. "Who I was as a young brat and who I am now, neither are relevant to my fight to save Ace!"
"Aren't they," Archer smirked in response as he looked over toward the side of the Allied Forces and noticed their confusion. "How many of them know of your former goal Whitebeard? How many of them are aware that you came closer than even Monkey D Dragon in destroying the stability of the world itself, destroying JUSTICE!?"
Both sides seemed genuinely confused by Archer's statement however it was clear it had affected Whitebeard in some way as the man grit his teeth, a vicious snarl on his face as he took a step back away from his side of the crater.
"You all think you're the heroes here, fighting against an oppressive and corrupt Government, but you have no idea of the truth," Archer said in a much softer tone as he raised his gun in Whitebeard's direction. "You are no better than us Whitebeard, you've just been playing the long game! You and your band of savages lost to the forces of Justice all those years ago and you decided to play the long game, biding your time until you had an army of your own that could challenge the might of Justice!"
"Heh. You think you've got me all figured out, do you," Whitebeard replied as the entire island started to shake ever so slightly. "I was a terrible person in my younger years, I won't deny that."
Archer took a step back from his side of the crater as Whitebeard met his gaze, not a shred of mercy in his eyes as all of Marineford was now shaken to its core. Taking yet another step back, Archer's eyes darted up to meet Rider's with the stern Servant merely nodding in response.
"But let me make one thing perfectly clear … I live only for my children now," Whitebeard growled as his Quake Quake power manifested around his feet. "And I will NOT allow you to stand there and say they are merely my pawns to conquer the world!"
Letting loose a mighty roar, Whitebeard unleashed his Quake Quake power that had built up under his feet, propelling across the crater at high speed. Archer grit his teeth and fired two shots however Whitebeard easily deflected them with his naginata before coating his fist with his Quake power and cocking back.
"Quake Quake: Severe Earthquake!"
Punching the air several metres before Archer, it cracked like glass as a massive shockwave tore through the Servant, sending him skidding backward as he struggled to endure the hit. Eventually, Archer coughed up blood as he was sent airborne, flying across the battle-scarred plaza until he smashed into the rampart walls, becoming embedded into it as Whitebeard sprinted toward his location.
"Hold back Whitebeard!"
"Protect the Air Marshall!"
Whitebeard simply snarled as he was peppered with gunfire and a myriad of bladed weapon attacks. He felt the attacks, yet did not react, continuing to charge through the World Government forces with his eyes solely focused on Archer.
"Heh … I guess the rumours were true after all," Archer gasped as he pried himself out of the wall and fell to the ground, dropping to his knees before shakily rising back to his feet. "You really are easy to goad."
Whitebeard's Observational Haki screamed for him to dodge yet his momentum made doing so virtually impossible. All the man could do was try and skid to a stop, the smirk on Archer's face the last thing he saw before his vision went completely white.
"Magma Magma: Major Eruption!"
Whitebeard's vision slowly returned along with a searing pain in his chest. Looking down, he saw Admiral Akainu emerging from beneath some rubble, his entire body completely covered in magma and his fist piercing through the centre of his chest.
"This is it for you, Whitebeard," Akainu snarled as his shoulder rapidly expanded before shrinking once again, the growth quickly travelling down his arm until it burst out of the fist currently piercing Whitebeard's chest. "Die!"
Ripping his fist out of Whitebeard's chest, a pool of magma began to pour out of the hole left behind as the Allied Forces watched Whitebeard stumble backward in horror. Many of them began to cry out and charge toward the old man's position however, to the shock of everyone, Whitebeard ceased his stumbling and used his naginata to steady himself.
"STAY BACK," the old man roared right as Archer waved his left arm, the roar of engines sounding as two fighter planes manifested mid strafe run right behind the Air Marshall.
Archer's smirk vanished as Whitebeard regained his footing, even as magma continued to ooze out of the hole in the man's chest. Rising back to his full height, everyone was shocked as he entered an offensive stance once again.
"You think that this will be enough to stop me!?"
"Impossible," Archer snapped as the planes shot past his position and opened fire. "Your body was struck by my Noble Phantasm then filled with magma; you should be dead!?"
"You think that I'll be stopped by a few attacks like this," Whitebeard snarled as he punched the air in front of him, shattering it instantly as a massive shockwave was fired out in front of him. "Who do you think I am!?"
The shockwave obliterated the gunfire from the planes before smashing right into them, setting off two large explosions right as Whitebeard swiped his naginata out to his right, dismissing the smoke almost as soon as it had appeared.
"I'll tell you who I am," he continued as his naginata's bladed edge pierced the earth.
Gritting his teeth, Whitebeard ripped his blade through the ground as powerful tremors knocked most in the area off their feet instantly. As his naginata tore through the earth it started firing out a timed series of shockwaves that blasted the ground between himself and Archer apart as powerful winds picked up thousands of World Government troops, sending them high into the sky.
"I'M WHITEBEARD!"
Smashing the end of his naginata into the earth shook the area even harder as the rampart walls started to collapse entirely. Although they were made from one of the densest metals in the world, not even they could remain upright if no ground existed to sustain them.
Archer grit his teeth as one of the gates came down on top of his position. A loud roar could be heard as a plane manifested itself right outside of the wall's circumference, Archer leaping into the air almost as soon as it appeared. Whitebeard didn't even bat an eye as the Servant narrowly escaped the wall and flew back over to the Execution Platform where he promptly jumped off and landed back next to Sengoku and Rider.
"I told you not to underestimate him," Sengoku sighed as Archer dusted himself off.
"How the hell could I have predicted he'd survive being literally filled with magma!? Where I'm from that'd kill anyone full stop!"
"Whilst that is certainly true, don't forget that we've seen firsthand what the denizens of this world are capable of," Rider cut in as the battle down below resumed, the tremors finally dying down. "At least we've landed a crippling blow to Whitebeard though, that is far more than even I had predicted."
"Wait, so you didn't even have enough faith in me or Akainu to get the job done," Archer snapped prompting Rider to simply look away toward the battlefield. "Some ally you are!"
"It's less about faith in the ability of our allies and more the fear and uncertainty presented before us by Whitebeard," Sengoku replied as the man in question ordered the Allied Forces to continue their advance. "Remember, we are dealing with a man who could fight Gol D Roger for days on end, that is a feat almost unrivalled in the world today."
"So that's how it is, you all fear the legend of a relic ravaged by the sands of Time? Pathetic!"
Tiberius appeared on the platform next to Rider, a sneer on his face as he glared directly at the Fleet Admiral. All three of them knew Tiberius was an unstable ally at best and an unknown future threat at worst. Despite this however, they knew full well that they needed his support and it didn't help that he was endorsed personally by the Gorosei, rendering any objections they may have had about his presence moot.
"I've had enough of watching you lot stand around fearing this pathetic band of shadows and relics of a by gone era! If my Servants refuse to act then I'll simply wipe away this trash personally!"
"I wouldn't advise doing that if I were you," Grand Avenger cut in smoothly as he simply 'popped' right next to Tiberius. "This battle is still undecided; your presence isn't necessary."
"If it is undecided then my presence shall make it decided," Tiberius spat in response as his emerald green eyes lit up to the point that it was nearly blinding to everyone atop the platform aside from Grand Avenger. "If you want a job done right then you've got to do it yourself!"
Back on the main battlefield, Natsu was currently ripping into Caesar and his so called 'plan' that was meant to deal with Archer when a wave of bloodlust washed over the entire battlefield.
Almost synchronously, every Servant and Aura user snapped their attention to the Execution Platform where Tiberius currently stood, a bright emerald light shining down upon the entire plaza as the Demon God Pillar's voice shook the area.
"I am the product of Eternal Undying! Gaze upon my flesh and interpret the will of final Incineration!"
Everyone watched as Tiberius' skin seemed to shatter, hardening into an almost chitinous form as cracks of neon emerald shone brightly across his body. His hair likewise converted into a chitinous mass of solid spines each with a strange angular eye wrapped around them.
From his back, four large tentacles that appeared like miniature Demon God Pillars emerged with two extending out to either side of the platform and smashing into the ground. The two tentacles lifted Tiberius up with the other two coming down to land in front of the platform as all combat on both sides ceased.
Suspended above the battlefield, the now alien looking Tiberius glared down at the beings gathered below, his Aqua Blue and Emerald coloured diamond shaped eyes locked firmly on one sole target.
The four tentacles started moving, acting like legs for Tiberius as he cleared massive sections of the battlefield with ease, killing anyone beneath his enormous extra appendages without so much as a second thought. This of course had both sides panicking as they scrambled out of the way however it appeared that this wasn't the wisest course of action.
"Foolish bipedal invalids," Tiberius' almost otherworldly voice roared as two of the tentacles halted in place with the other two snapping out to either side and picking up two pieces of the collapsed rampart walls like they weighed little more than paper. "The cowardice of mortals is what shall replace us!? Impudence!"
Lifting up the massive walls, Tiberius smashed them down onto the outer edges of the battlefield, flattening tens of thousands instantly before dragging them across to slay thousands more. After dragging them close to the centre, Tiberius lifted them back up and threw them high into the air, bringing the two tentacles together where they weaved around one another to form an even larger singular one.
"We are the result of excess! The last traces of empath have abandoned you! The mortal concept is but a fleeting dream!"
The tip of the massive tentacle appendage opened up to reveal a bright emerald light that grew so bright none could so much as wince to gain even a smidge of a visual on the situation. Even Aura users were blinded by the sheer chaotic energies within the attack as everything began to fade to white.
"The Time Of Imbalance Hath Come … The Counterweight To Equipoise Falls!"
Suddenly, everyone could see again as all the light was sucked back into Tiberius' attack directly which now sat firmly targeted at the Allied Forces and their gathered ships. It was clear that the attack would be gargantuan in scale and no one dared move an inch as all the diamond shaped eyes on Tiberius looked directly at Natsu.
"We are the Seventy Third Demon God, we who stands defiant of Balance-!"
Natsu dared to look away from Tiberius for a mere shadow of a second and into the eyes of the other Servants present. Not a single one of the allied Servants appeared to have any idea on how to counter this threat with some even looking like hope was all but lost.
Even Iskandar bore a grim expression as he stood before the powerful attack, his form not faltering and yet it was clear he knew full well the attack would swallow him without so much as a whisper of resistance.
"Incineration Ritual – Tiberius!"
The moment the words were spoken, everyone began to panic. From the spot the attack was centred, a blinding light tore the very space before it to shreds as the attack split not just Marineford, but the earth beneath it apart as magma rose from the depths of the earth which roared in protest of the gouge it had just received.
To Natsu, it was obvious that the attack was fired directly at him. All of the eyes on Tiberius' form were locked directly onto him so it made sense. However, Ritsuka and Mash were also with him and likewise he clearly meant to take them out as well.
Two birds with one stone … he could respect that.
As the attack drew closer, he could sense Mordred beyond the attack and knew she was likely trying to reach his position in time, but it would ultimately be a futile effort. The sheer speed of the attack was far too great and it had already cleared half the plaza in the time it took to blink.
His thoughts turned to the future he may not get to experience. This was something he simply didn't have the raw power to deal with in his current state and there wasn't even the time to try.
Watching the attack come, he could only sigh.
"Well … shit."
/Chaldea – Same Time/
"Are you seeing this," Da Vinci muttered as they watched the attack slowly inch toward the group, thankful that they existed outside of the timestream so that they could analyse what was coming.
"That thing," Romani muttered as his gaze bored into Tiberius. "How can it exist?"
"The Mage King created him, obviously," Da Vinci replied as they zoomed in on Tiberius' form. "However, that strange form of his is something we've got absolutely no record of. Are there any other Demon God Pillars capable of entering a state such as this?"
"No," Romani replied instantly as he studied the strange form. "What has he done? How has he created something like Tiberius, why don't we have records of this!?"
"Because, to put it quite simply, I never fought anything like that," Natsu cut in darkly as he drew the attention of the pair over toward the Director's chair where he sat, analysing his own screen.
"But you fought Tiberius before, didn't you? Back on Earthland when you were young he appeared, right," Da Vinci asked eliciting a stern nod from the former Director. "So how come you say you don't know what the hell this thing is!?"
"I should have seen this sooner, should have predicted it," Natsu snarled as he started waving at holograms and sifting through data at a rapid pace. "To put it bluntly Da Vinci, I never fought this form of Tiberius because in my timeline Tiberius wasn't present at the battle of Marineford!"
Both Romani and Da Vinci were rendered speechless as Natsu rose from his seat and marched down toward the main console and waved his hand. The currently paused battle was pushed to the right as an identical one appeared next to it however it had the symbol of Chaldea over it with chains binding it.
"Authorization Code Seven Three Five Nine Two Zero, override security protocols on my timestream! Playback memory on same Time Frequency!"
Romani and Da Vinci watched as an almost identical scene played out with Archer and Akainu landing a direct blow on Whitebeard, however it became glaringly obvious that several figures were missing from the memory.
"Hold on, Grand Avenger, Assassin Of The Church and Archer Alexander aren't here either!?"
"Correct. In my time, what was known as Tiberius Squad was simply under the direct command of the Three Great Powers, Sengoku, Rider and Archer. Tiberius wasn't present, nor were those three."
"B-but if that's the case then-!?"
"The Mage King has made a play," Natsu muttered darkly as he swiped away the memory version of Marineford and pulled back the current one. "I don't understand how Grand Avenger and his two friends play into this, but I think I understand why Tiberius is present."
"Please then, do explain," Romani all but snapped as he turned around with a furious expression. "Please enlighten us all on why some kind of strange Demon God Pillar Hybrid is running around Marineford and has currently fired an Incineration Ritual directly at your past self!?"
"I think the answer is obvious, is it not," Natsu replied as he pulled out his signature stopwatch and scowled. "I've miscategorized the Natsu presently at Marineford and it has sabotaged my plans."
"Miscategorized," Da Vinci repeated as Natsu nodded. "Miscategorized in what way specifically?"
"I had assumed this Natsu to be my past self, mostly due to the fact that he has been thrust into the Realis Holy Grail War. However, in my haste to calculate trillions of outcomes and possibilities, my Clairvoyance attempting to read his possible futures … I missed one critical detail."
Waving his hand once again, Natsu started typing rapidly into the keyboard before him as dozens of memories began to flood the screen. Romani and Da Vinci were shocked to see him throwing up so much of his past right in front of the equally shellshocked staff however his snarl kept them silent.
"THIS! THIS IS WHERE MY CALCULATIONS FAILED!"
"Hold on … THAT FAR BACK," Romani gasped as they looked at the memory on screen. "Are you sure!?"
"Positive," Natsu nodded as he turned around to address all the staff present. "All of you, watch this memory and analyse every last detail and compare it with the Natsu we've been monitoring! I guarantee you that this is the moment that skewed my calculations, I'm certain of it!"
As the memory began to play, everyone watched with intrigue as they got to view a snippet of the life of the legendary Director they had all sworn their very lives to serve. However, they certainly weren't prepared for the shock that would soon follow as the memory unfolded.
Servant Profile No ERROR!?
Servant Name – Erich Hartmann
Known Aliases – The Black Devil, The Kid, The Blonde Knight, The Greatest Fighter Pilot
Summonable Classes – Archer, Rider, Assassin, Avenger
Origins – Modern History – World War II
Region – 19th April 1922 – 20th September 1993 (71 Years)
Alignment – Neutral Evil
Gender – Male
Servant Biography:
Erich Hartmann was born on the 19th of April 1922 in Weissach, Wurttemburg, a historical territory in Germany.
Hartmann is considered by all to be the greatest fighter pilot in the history of aerial warfare even by modern day standards.
Flying over almost one thousand five hundred aerial combat missions, Hartmann participated in no less than eight hundred and twenty-five engagements over the course of his career in the German Luftwaffe.
His confirmed aircraft kills on Allied fighters were no less than three hundred and fifty-two with an equally impressive count of three hundred and forty-five Soviet Republic fighters shot down by him alone.
Hartmann was the recipient of Germany's greatest medal, the Knight's Cross With Golden Oak Leaves, Swords And Diamonds. This medal was originally intended to by presented to but twelve of the most distinguished German troops in the entire Nazi military.
Due to the prestigious nature of the medal, it was naturally presented by Adolf Hitler himself to the recipient along with countless other platitudes.
This, combined with Hartmann's life following World War II is what cemented his place amongst the Throne Of Heroes.
Servant Parameters – Archer
Strength – C
Agility – A+
Luck – EX
Endurance – A-
Mana – B+
Noble Phantasms:
Krieger der Lufte – EX (Anti Army/ Anti Sky)
A powerful Reality Marble that can only be activated when the user is in the air, overwriting the current sky and replacing it with one that is a mismatch of Erich Hartmann's greatest aerial campaigns.
The Noble Phantasm generates hundreds of German fighter planes that are manned with those who served under Hartmann's wing, the planes themselves being comprised of every fighter plane Hartmann has ever personally flown and fought in.
Due to the strain such a powerful Noble Phantasm has, Hartmann can only maintain it for a limited amount of time however in that time he is capable of raining leaded death down upon armies or lay waste to foes in the sky.
The Noble Phantasm is purely offensive in nature and designed to deal maximum damage as quickly as possible before one makes a quick getaway.
The translation for his Noble Phantasm from German is – Warrior Of The Skies
"I really love flying with all my heart, I do hope you survive to tell others the joys you see before you today!"
Pirsch und Hinterhalt, Schlussel zum Sieg – EX (Anti Tactics – Self)
A Noble Phantasm that remains constantly active from the moment Erich Hartmann is summoned.
A powerful concept based Noble Phantasm that defined Hartmann's strategy, the means by which he was able to shoot down so many foes and live to tell the tale.
The Noble Phantasm prevents Hartmann from directly fighting an opponent and instead forces him to perform constant hit and run strikes.
Due to this, he is a Servant that is more akin to an Assassin no matter the class however in exchange his attacks almost always deal critical damage even if the damage isn't necessarily fatal.
The translation for his Noble Phantasm from German is – Stalk And Ambush, Key To Victory
"Rather than directly engaging the enemy, the key is to outplay your enemy! Wait until the last moment and fire precisely, works every time!"
Class Skills:
Riding – B
Normally a skill reserved for Sabers or Riders, the Riding skill is given to Erich Hartmann due to his entire legend being centred around his position as the greatest fighter pilot.
Due to this, Hartmann possesses a B Rank in the Riding Skill however he can only operate any aerial machine-based contraption regardless of its time period.
He is unable to ride any creature or common animal.
Knights Cross – EX
A skill only available to those who are the recipient of a Knights Cross at any point during their life.
In order to possess the EX Rank, one must have received the highest version of the Knights Cross, the Knights Cross With Oak Leaves, Swords And Diamonds.
Those who bear this skill gain reduced damage from any 'Firearm' based attacks, the equivalent of the skill Poison Resistance B skill, an increase to any form of 'Mental Debuff' and one rank increase to the Endurance Servant Parameter.
In order to receive this award, the recipient had to be one of the twelve most distinguished soldiers within the German Armed Forces and thus would be required to survive numerous assassination attempts, mental decay and the harshest conditions in addition to the numerous theatres of war.
Aerial Theatre – A
A skill that allows one to call upon several planes to assist in combat. It is a skill unique to the one bearing the title of the 'World's Greatest Fighter Pilot' and thus cannot be replicated.
In order to wield this skill, one must also possess the Riding skill.
Personal Skills:
Black Devil – EX
A skill that grants 'Evasion' for five minutes, an increase to 'Health' and 'Mana' recovery for five minutes and applies a 'Mental Debuff' on a single targeted opponent that reduces their 'Perception' for five minutes.
Narrowed Target – B+
A skill that plants a single target with a 'Narrowed' status for ten minutes, doubling the effectiveness of Krieger der Lufte. In addition, provides a slight attack boost for ten minutes.
Eternal Air Mastery – EX
A skill that increases 'Critical' damage for ten minutes, grants a significant increase to attack power for ten minutes but drastically lowers defence. (Demerit)
Well, hope you all enjoyed that!
As you can see for those of you who play Fate/Grand Order and know how I'm working these, Erich Hartmann would be a Quick Crit Star Servant designed to blow away things rather quickly but he's still a glass cannon and not absurdly busted thanks to the demerit on his third skill and his secondary passive NP.
Also, next chapter won't take too long to come out since its basically a retread of a chapter from Volume II however it will change drastically before returning to the Chaldea stuff. So yes, I'm basically holding what's happening at Marineford hostage for one chapter but its important since I've been waiting to do this for a LONG time, you'll get what I mean once the next chapter drops.
Anyway, hope you all enjoyed and I'll see you in the next one!