The True Skull: Read on and you'll know.
ultima-owner: I hope so.
CrazyPets: Thank you. Except what happens in Fateverse is not Pandora's responsibility.
dragonfox123: I spent several weeks thinking about the synopsis of a new story. I kept having unimaginative ideas (which annoyed me) and some good ones (which I ended up rejecting for various reasons)... Finally, I took all the good ideas. And, as if it was some kind of weird puzzle, I manipulated the good ideas in every way to connect them together and make a single plot... that's what explains why this Fanfic is a multi-crossover.
Suzululu4moe: I think two Rin is too much for one mortal... so on top of that, two Rin turned into goddess avatars... poor guys! Pray for the mental health of Hakuno and Shirou. I hope I can make the interaction as fun as possible.
SentinalSlice: Except Shirou destroyed the Grail in Fateverse and Ereshkigal took only his soul... including the Magic Circuits and Archers' memories attached to Archer's arm... but not the arm itself.
Mighty C: That's a good point; it does seem a bit far-fetched. But the idea is that Rin/Ishtar wanted to save the Shirou that she failed to save. See this as a way for Rin to redeem herself. She is both a sensitive person who can't stand not being able to help the people she loves and... a greedy woman who "hoards" the people she loves and can be very intrusive, keeping them at arm's length.
Well, to be honest, all of that is just an excuse for bringing the HF Shirou into the Campione universe.
Anyway, it's Rin... it wouldn't be the first time she acted irrationally. And here we have a plan invented by two Rin... anything is possible.
death'sgodson1224-DGS: I hope so.
truthful one: Your wait won't have been long.
Boyzilla: Ah, good point. Indeed, too many crossover Fate/ Campione turn a Master into Campione! In fact, I know only one Fanfiction choosing to send a Servant to the Campioneverse where he is considered a heretical deity.
A different approach would be appreciated, and I understand that, but...
Regardless of the universe, Shirou always ends up dealing with dramatic circumstances and fights against heroes/ monsters/ gods that a puny human cannot hope to overcome... and he wins the fight. This is the very definition of a Campione. In the Campioneverse, he will eventually face a god, as surely as the sun rises in the east every morning. And Shirou will kill that god... And at this moment, what will Pandora do? She will turn Shirou into a Campione.
It's inevitable because Shirou is Shirou.
As for Hakuno... Well, ironically, because Hakuno is Hakuno, she will never fight directly the Heretics Gods... so she will never kill one (with her own hands, I mean) so she will never become a Campione.
For Titan Quest, yes I am talking about the game but... the Crossover with Titan Quest will only start after several chapters. The next chapters will focus on the Campioneverse and the first interactions with the Campiones, the Heretics Gods, and the different magical societies specific to this universe.
So... Precisely, Ereshkigal chose for avatar Extraverse Rin, who is the niece of a woman also called Rin Tohsaka who looks just like her... except that her aunt has black hair while Rin/Ereshkigal has blond hair. What Hakuno obviously does not know since Rin's digital avatar in the Seraph is based on the appearance of her aunt (black hair).
And it is Rin/ Ereshkigal's aunt who is the Extraverse version of the Rin of Fate Stay Night. And it is FSN Rin who serves as Ishtar's incarnation.
And I thought that one could live without knowing these confusing circumstances... especially since aspirin is not free.
In my story, the two Rins say they're sisters... and not "the double of my aunt/niece who is not yet born from another universe." The simpler the better.
Thank you for always supporting my stories, I appreciate it.
Archangel Xireon Chaos God: I too hope that the next chapters will be as much appreciated as the first chapter. And I will endeavor to work so that readers are not disappointed.
Author's Note: I had never written a story that was so well received. This is my first chapter reader record (more than a thousand from day one). A lot of reviews, and followers. I did not expect such enthusiasm... and I am pleasantly surprised. I thank you from the bottom of my heart.
New Genesis
Tokyo was a megalopolis teeming with millions of lives, a city that had developed anarchically after the end of World War II.
The huge city looked like a forest of skyscrapers forming concrete canyons. In the streets, rivers of cars converged at each intersection. At traffic lights, a large crowd of salarymen in business suits, but also high school students walked through pedestrian crossings.
They were ordinary people.
Of course, they were aware that in recent months, several tourist sites in the metropolis had been accidentally destroyed or severely damaged - like the famous Tokyo Tower- it was a series of strange coincidences, really strange... but they were just accidents. Nothing else.
It must be said that ordinary people could not see the gods. If a Heretical God controlling the wind showed up in a city, the inhabitants could only see the damage it caused in the form of a hurricane that devastated everything.
That's also why no one noticed the fourteen-year-old girl standing on the spire of a high building overlooking the city. Dressed like a schoolgirl she has a knit cap on her head. She was very beautiful with violet eyes, short silver hair, and features that seen carved in ice.
Her face was impassive, her eyes did not blink. For hours, the goddess had been looking at a window without moving.
It was the window of an ordinary high school student called Godou Kusanagi... well, 'ordinary' only for ordinary people... because magical societies all over the world called him King Godou.
He was the 7th Campione.
In the room that the goddess was looking at, an attractive and athletic young Japanese was sitting at the edge of her bed, his eyes still sleepy. While scratching his head, he repressed a yawn. He held a mobile phone against his ear and listened to what his correspondent said. Little by little, the features of his face hardened as he became aware of the danger that threatened Japan.
His free hand became tense.
All he wanted was an ordinary life... but the universe was completely uncooperative.
"Understand Yuri. I'll meet you at the altar. Meanwhile, call Amakasu Touma to locate the two heretical deities and find us a means of rapid transport."
He listened to the answer and nodded his head.
"Yes, I know it's a vision of the future. It gives us a few hours or a few days to prepare."
He thanked, hung up, and quickly washed before reaching the wardrobe and starting to dress.
Godou was doing his hair in the little mirror of the wardrobe when he heard a sleepy whisper coming from... from... from his bed?
"Who was on the phone?"
The sheets moved revealing... a blonde teenager with a curvaceous body... Panicked, Goudou glared away and blushed violently... she was completely naked!
"Erica?"
"Godooou?"
"What did I say about your habit of coming into my room, and slipping into my bed?"
Rubbing her eyes, Erica Blandelli seemed to reflect for a few moments.
"Not to do it again?"
"Right. And why?"
The Italian blonde took a few moments to think. Definitively, she was not a morning person.
"Because if Shizuka finds me in your bed, she's going to kill you?"
Godou strongly approved, always red with embarrassment and glancing at the door fearing that Shizuka - his little sister- would hear their conversation and decide to check what her perverted onii-san was doing!
It wasn't his fault. He wasn't a pervert. It was all Erica's fault! Not only was she behaving without any modesty, but she had recruited him a harem!
While he was wondering - once again- how things could have gone so wrong, a small voice - the voice of reason- had a mocking sniff: "Dare to say that you hate." But Godou smothered this little voice with indignation. All that wanted was a normal life... except that it was the only thing forbidden to a Campione.
The noise Erika made when she got up made Godou shudder, tearing him from his self-pity. With quiet impudence, Erica - every male student's fantasy in their high school - had slipped behind him and now tied her arms around Godou neck. Enticing, she bent down to whisper in his ear:
"But how could I, Erica Blandelli, knight of the Copper-Black Cross, defend her king if I left him unprotected when he was most vulnerable?"
Trying not to pay attention to ... to... the 'stimulation' (boinnng) caused by the young woman's too close proximity, Godou manages to hold back a few seconds before bursting with exasperation:
"GET DRESSED!"
If things continued like this, Godou Kusanagi would be the first Campione to die of a heart attack before the age of 20.
Still standing at the top of the spire where the wind swirled her short plaid skirt, the goddess with her hair like spin-on-glass blinked her eyes slightly.
Her 'dear prey' was in good shape this morning. She noted his growth with interest. Although he was the youngest of the Campiones, he was also the most dangerous.
After all... Godou Kusanagi had defeated her and... spared her!
Her face briefly showed some emotions. Indignation first and then... embarrassment.
With regret, she turned from the window and looked south. Ishtar and Ereshkigal? Interesting. She had done well to come and spy on her favorite enemy. She had learned something that she could use in her future plans.
After all, that's why she came back to Japan so often... to spy on the 7th Campione and... and... to plan her revenge. She was the Queen of Night, the goddess of war, death, and wisdom. She had been the worshipped mother deity in Greece before the male pantheon revolted and rewrote the myths to cut off most of her divinity, reducing her strength, and depriving her of her adult appearance. It was absolutely unimaginable for her to act like a lovestruck little girl... right?
The yandere goddess reached out and a dark tear opened behind her. Fluorescent eyes appeared in the darkness. A moment later, in the flapping of their wings, hundreds of silver owls crossed the opening. When they disappeared south, the spire at the top of the building was empty.
Guided by the wisdom of the night, Athena had gone in search of the two goddesses who would leave their legend to manifest themselves in the world.
In another universe, this part of the coast - northeast of the island of Kyushu - was occupied by a small town called Fuyuki. But there were a number of differences between the Fateverse and the Campioneverse. Although history and geography were almost identical, some politicians, prominent personalities, and even entire cities existed in one universe, but not in the other.
There was a small town called Ushuki-shi at the site of Fuyuki, but it was much less extensive. The site of the Ryuudou Temple was a forest and the lake was absent.
It was a grey and rainy day. A tropical storm went north and in Ushuki-shi the inhabitants hurried to take shelter, fearing that the wind was still gaining strength and turning the low-pressure front into a typhoon.
The wind was now turning louder and louder over the site which was not the Ryuudou temple. The rain formed a rampart of drops of water and a bolt of dazzling lightning struck a tree that was split in half to the roots. The drums of thunder shook the sky with a delay of a few seconds.
The air smelled of ozone. Driven by instinct, the animals had fled.
Within a radius of several hundred kilometers, the most sensitive individuals felt indefinable oppression. They felt something was going to happen... As for the Magi, all over the planet, they whispered incantations of divination to discover the origin of the disturbance.
In a Carpathian castle in Hungary, a man sitting on a throne smiled like a predator. With one hand, he stroked the wolf next to him and turned his fluorescent eyes with vertical pupils towards the skeletons dressed in rusty armor, or ragged mage robes prostrating at the steps.
"A new prey, finally. Let the hunt begin!"
In Italy, a young blond man raised his sunglasses on his forehead and turned east.
"Oh, that sounds fun."
Then he completely forgot the incident because a fish was quivering at the end of his fishing rod.
In the mountains above Ushuki-shi, the wind was turning so fast that it formed a twister, a column of wind and dust that looked like a furious snake.
And then...
This wind column slows down as the kinetic energy was dispersed. The trees, and the rocks torn from the ground, went in all directions.
A clearing surrounded by broken trunks had been created by the twister.
And two silhouettes stood at the center of the devastation.
Heretical deities Ishtar and Ereshkigal had just manifested.
Hakuno Kishinami's last memory was the ocean of data forming the interior of the Main Core of the Moon Cell Automaton. The Moon Holy Grail was erasing her from its programs and she had lost consciousness.
Her first thought was, "I don't want to die."
It was unfair. She had only lived seven weeks, and what a life! Every week she had to train in the labyrinth of the seven Chimeric Lunar Seas and every weekend, Hakuno went down into the arena to fight a Master.
The Moon Cell Automaton made her a murderer.
To survive, she had killed Shinji Matou, an eight-year-old who thought he was playing a video game; Dan Blackmoor, an old knight who just wanted to see the smile of his dead wife; Alice the Cyber-ghost of a little girl who just wanted a friend; Julius B. Harway, a man willing to do anything to protect his little brother; Leonard B. Harway, a young king who wanted to save the world and above all she had killed Rani VII... her precious friend. Of course, she could live with the fact that she had killed Run Ru (an anthropophagous psychopath) or Twice H. Pierceman (the organizer of this massacre game), but a part of her had accepted death with relief at the end of the Grail War, as a redemption for her crimes. It was also why her wish was to end Moon Grail Wars.
Certainly, Hakuno had no choice, it was killing or being killed.
But, even in her own eyes, it seemed a very weak excuse that did not lessen her sense of guilt.
Hakuno was... just a Moon Cell program. She wasn't a real person, just a digital copy of an amnesiac girl. She didn't feel equal to a real human. And deep down, Hakuno was horrified by what she had been forced to do.
But as all these thoughts crossed her mind as well as the traumatic memory of weeks of confrontation inside an underwater labyrinth filled with digital monsters, panic, and a primal instinct screamed in her: "I don't want to die!"
She wanted to get up and run away... it was still the reflexes that commanded.
But... Hakuno had no arms, no legs... she was immersed in a sea of data. It wasn't unpleasant. It was like floating in a warm sea.
Hakuno Kishinami wanted to look around her, trying to understand where she was. As the Regalia existed to obey her orders, the Sovereign of the Moon 'opened her eyes' to discover the world where she had just arrived.
Ereshkigal looked around her. Her senses were saturated with information. The smell of cypress trees, wet grass, the rain that kept falling, then the clouds were torn apart.
The abnormal atmospheric conditions were the result of the 'descent' of two deities on Earth. Now the normal atmospheric phenomena were regaining the upper hand and the storm was rapidly abating. The sun appeared between the clouds.
In awe, the Queen of the Netherworld discovered the forest in the light of spring. Despite her stay in Chaldea, she was still overwhelmed by the diversity of the Earth's landscapes. For her, this ordinary forest was an incredibly exotic place and a... beautiful one.
Unlike her sister, Ishtar did not waste time in ecstasy over this banal environment. She frowned slightly when she discovered that she was not at the Ryuudou Temple. But since it was a parallel world, such differences were not very surprising.
However, the destruction around worried her a lot more. First... well, Ishtar often claimed to be a goddess who was not concerned about anything except her own interests (just like Rin Tohsaka claimed to be a determined and inflexible Magus), but in fact, she was a caring person. The idea that their arrival caused significant devastation and... perhaps even death... made her very uncomfortable.
Ishtar was, of course, unaware that this phenomenon was normal... in fact, the local mages were even pleasantly surprised. There was something really unusual about the descent of the two goddesses. First, the atmospheric disturbances had stopped after their arrival... when the disturbance would normally have grown long after. The second oddity, the two goddesses had manifested simultaneously. There were some cases of Heretic Gods having invoked an ancillary deity just after their arrival, but no case of simultaneous manifestation of two deities was listed. It was like they had made their journey together... which was obviously impossible. Each god resided in his own legend. That was a commonly accepted fact.
Unaware of having provoked a theological debate, Ishtar turned to her sister.
"Ere," she said, using the diminutive name for 'Ereshkigal'. "We have to get out of here, immediately. I fear that our triumphant arrival has drawn unwanted attention to us; we know nothing of this world. But, with so much mana available, there are probably Phantasmal Beasts or gods living here. Some might be hostile"
Ereshkigal agreed. Now that she was paying attention to something other than the beauty of the landscape, she was surprised by the quantity and especially the quality of the mana available nearby. It was like having lived all your life on the edge of a glacier, in the cold and rarefied air of the high altitude, and being suddenly transported to sea level.
With a wave of her hand, Ishtar invoked the Boat of Heaven Maanna, her principal Authority, and both the ship in which she was traveling in the night skies and her bow (1).
Immediately, an expression of surprise and wonder was inscribed on her face.
"Oh... I can use Maanna again as my ship upon the sky. I'm no longer limited to the Archer class. I may not have regained all my power, for lack of worshippers, but I am no longer limited to the abilities of a Servant."
She reached out to the other goddess.
"Be honored, dear sister, I very rarely accept passengers."
Accepting the help of Ishtar who helped her climb the Boat of Heaven, Ereshkigal looked at her with a little mistrust; she was sure that her sister would make her pay for this generosity in one way or another.
"I wonder why you're suddenly so generous."
"Because you have Shirou.."
"Suddenly... I understand better."
In the helicopter which led him to Kyushu, Godou Kusanagi was morose. First, by yelling at Erika, he had triggered what he had hoped to avoid... Shizuka had entered his room screaming. And he got a severe scolding from the little girl. It was probably amusing to think that King Godou - a man that even the gods feared- was unable to have the last word against a (strong-willed) cute little girl with pink hairbands and green eyes. But Godou loved his little sister very much. Their parents were almost always absent, and she was his only close family. Staying close to his little sister and protecting her from the Heretics Gods were probably the real reasons for Godou Kusanagi's desire for normalcy.
The ears still wheezing after the reflections of his sister about his 'depravity' and his 'lady-killer' bad habit the 7th Campione had boarded the helicopter with his morale at half-mast.
And of course, Erika sat next to him, clinging to his arm and making indecent proposals.
Normal.
And Liliana Kranjar had hidden her face in her hands... but looked at their improper conduct through her fingers. His second knight was a prude... but she secretly wrote romantic novels.
Still normal.
Yuri Mariya had sat on the seat to his left and had taken his other arm, while scolding his ' lewdness' she sought to snatch him from the possessive embrace of the Italian knight while arguing with Erika Blandelli.
Always normal.
Sitting next to Liliana, the last member of his harem, Ena Sheishuuin commented in a half-voice that she would have liked to be able to join Godou's first two 'wives'.
In short, a perfectly normal day.
Godou wondered why he was on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
Sitting next to the helicopter pilot, Amakasu Touma was a Japanese man in his thirties. He had long hair in a ponytail, glasses, and a five-o'clock shadow. He was a member of the History Compilation Committee and acted as an intermediary with Godou.
Equipped with binoculars, he observed the forest above Ushuki-shi and spotted the clearing created by the storm.
"King Kodou. Look! There!"
With his hand, he pointed to a strange flying object. It looked like a double gold bow inlaid with blue lacquer.
As Godou bent down to look at the strange flying object, a luminous portal formed in front of the double bow. The strange flying construction crossed the opening and disappeared.
Godou had had time to see two pigtailed girls, one with black hair was dressed in a white loincloth, and the other was blonde and dressed in a less revealing red outfit.
It was not the first time that Godou met deities.
Verethragna, Melkart, Athena after she absorbed the power of the Gorgoneion... they behaved like natural disasters endowed with intelligence, moving in a straight line, ravaging everything in their path, being incredibly arrogant and obstinate. For them, humans were just ants and they wouldn't make a detour to avoid a few ants. Perseus - the hero-god- was much more respectful of human life. But he too proved implacable and obstinate, he had attacked Godou for the simple reason that he was a Campione, refusing to negotiate.
Even if he had only seen Ishtar and Ereshkigal for a brief moment, they had not given him this impression of irrationality and unbridled power. In fact, they seemed almost... human.
Godou had a sigh of relief, but his forehead was still wrinkled.
He had avoided a fight, but he remained worried. These two goddesses must have had a reason to have come to Earth. He was afraid to learn that they had a plan of mass destruction. Given what he knew about these goddesses it was not impossible.
"Erica, what do you know about Ishtar and Ereshkigal?"
The blond-haired knight smiled.
"A lot, Godou. But I couldn't summarize them in a few minutes, the knowledge I learned is the equivalent of hundreds of books."
The Diavolo Rosso cuddled, tying her arms around Godou's neck.
"Of course," she mused "I can magically share my knowledge with you. But 'unfortunately', we know that the Campiones are protected from magic. For an ordinary mortal, the only way to get through this barrier was to inject magic directly into the Campione."
As he spoke, her lips had come close to his own.
"Which means bacio," she says, using the Italian word for kiss.
Liliana raised her hand, like a child wanting to attract the attention of the schoolmistress, red as a crayfish.
"Me... me too... I know things about these two goddesses... it... it's not that... I... that... I want to... kiss Gudou" she swallowed violently by saying these last words "but... uh... in the interest of... well..."
She could not finish her sentence, too embarrassed for that, but Erica smiled.
"I have nothing against, Godou will never be too prepared. Wait your turn."
Godou Kusanagi was one of the most dangerous Campiones, both because of the Authority he had obtained by defeating the invincible god of war Verethragana... but also because of the many talents of his devoted harem.
In a second, Maanna could reach the planet Venus.
It was the fastest vehicle in Mesopotamian mythology, even Gilgamesh envied the Boat of Heaven, having nothing that could equal its speed.
Ishtar could have gone anywhere on Earth, but she chose to stay in Japan. Ereshkigal and she spoke Japanese and looked like Japanese women, the place where they were most likely to go unnoticed was Japan.
The two goddesses reappeared in a sparsely populated area north of Honshu. Ishtar chose this place because she knew there was little chance that someone could see them.
As the Mistress of Heaven dematerialized her bow/boat a voice was heard...
[Excuse me... can you hear me?]
After exchanging a surprised glance, the two goddesses went on guard. Ereshkigal had materialized her spear, while Ishtar now held three gems between her fingers. But they were in a quiet and peaceful forest, they could only hear the singing of the birds and the distant noise of a tractor plowing a field.
Ishtar cleared her throat:
"Who are you? Where are you?"
[Uh... my name is Hakuno Kishinami and... I think I'm in the ring on your finger. But I don't know how I got there. ]
Hakuno's mental voice resonated directly in the minds of both goddesses.
[So] summarized the Sovereign of the Moon, addressing to Ereshkigal [you are the 'Rin Tohsaka' I met in the Moon Cell. And the black-haired 'Rin Tohsaka' is your aunt from a parallel universe. But you are also two Babylonian goddesses. ]
Ishtar smiled mockingly as if to say 'no one can believe such an absurd story'. On the contrary, Ereshkigal agreed, tense and worried. If Hakuno didn't believe her, it would be terrible. She waited for the next words of the Digital Human as a death row inmate waited for the answer to his pleas for mercy.
The silence did not last very long, the answer was given by a voice without inflection as blank as the appearance of Hakuno.
[OK.]
Ereshkigal looked at the Regalia bug-eyed
"Okay?" she repeated with disbelief.
Sure, Ereshkigal wanted her friend to accept her explanation, there was even nothing she wanted more. But at the same time, she had imagined millions of arguments and as many explanations to convince her. She never imagined it would be that easy. It was a crazy story, after all.
[You are Rin and you are my friend. So I believe you. ]
Ishtar can't stop laughing when she hears the answer, holding her belly with one hand and wiping her tears with the other.
"Happy to have your idiot back, Ereshkigal?"
The goddess of the Netherworld crossed her arms pouting, trying to gather the scattered debris of her wounded ego:
"She is not a moron. But she only lived seven weeks. She's pretty naive."
Ishtar took a long time to get serious again. Exhausted by her laughter, the sorrowful belly, the goddess of love and war, had a tender smile.
"Anyway, I'm in no position to lecture you. I, too, risked everything to get an idiot back. It's time I gave them a physical body."
As a mother goddess, Ishtar possessed a very powerful Authority called Potnia Theron: Conception of All Animals. It was a very ancient and powerful Authority that only a queen of the world could use. It had several aspects; but while she materialized two pieces of clay taken from the banks of the Apsu (2) and a vial containing the blood of the god Enki, it was the fundamental aspect of this skill that interested Ishtar: the power to give life to inert clay to form animals... and men.
Handling the clay and mixing it with divine blood, Ishtar performed a ritual in the Sumerian language:
"When you have kneaded the heart of the clay coming from the banks of the Apsu,
this fetus will be shaped ...
When you have determined its nature...
you will set his destiny." (3)
She fashioned the two pats of clay to give them a coarse human form.
She then turned to Ereshkigal and gave her one of the two clay statuettes.
"Now."
The two goddesses stood before the coarse statuettes. Ishtar focused on the Regalia, while Ereshkigal materialized a cage containing a ball of light.
While Ereshkigal released the soul of Shirou Emiya, a whirlpool of digital particles and photonic crystals left the ring that Ishtar wore.
Both were absorbed by the statuettes and... an incredible transformation took place. Once the soul was absorbed inside the statuette intended to contain it, the soul reshaped the body according to its memories.
After a few seconds, they took on the appearance of two ordinary teenagers.
Hakuno Kishinami and Shirou Emiya.
Hakuno looked exactly like Ereshkigal's memory. But because of the interference caused by the presence of fragments of Archer's memory, Shirou was taller than in Ishtar's memories, with slightly darker skin, and a strand of white hair among his red hair.
Ereshkigal wanted to rush to embrace Hakuno, still unconscious, but her sister held her by the arm, materializing Didibat (4), her spear.
"Wait, I don't like to put on a show when we have an indelicate person watching us."
With the spearhead, the Goddess of Venus pointed to a silver owl who watched them
The animal was too beautiful to be a natural creature, especially as owls slept during the day.
The bird left the branch and turned into a beautiful teenage girl with silver hair and violet eyes:
"Please excuse me, mighty goddess Ishtar, noble Ereshkigal. This Goddess did not want to be indelicate. But it seemed even more impolite to me to interrupt you before you finished. Be at ease, I'm not a foe. Let me introduce myself. I am Athena, goddess of wisdom and war."
(1) Maanna is of course the crescent moon that travels in the night skies, the boat in which the Mistress of Heaven crosses her domain. For Ishtar is the divinity of the moon when it is growing. Among the Mesopotamians, the main god of the moon is Sîn, who governs above all the full moon. According to some cosmogonies, Sîn is the father of Ishtar (in Fate it is Annu).
(2) The Apsu is the body of water on which the world floats according to Mesopotamian mythology.
(3) Enki and Ninmah, the Sumerian myth of the creation of the world (from tablet AO 7036, Louvres Museum).
(4) Didibat is the name of the planet Venus for the Mesopotamians. Note that the name of Ishtar's spear is not given in F/GO because she is invoked as Archer and therefore she cannot use her spear, so the name is only a guess. On the other hand, the effects of this noble phantasm are known because they are identical to An Gal Tā Kigal Shē: Mountain Range-Shaking Firewood of Venus. After all, in Mesopotamian legends, it was not with an arrow but with her spear that Ishtar destroyed Jabal Hamrin Mountain.