08/25/2021 update: Slightly changed the name of the novel.

"Hmmm...grrrhhh...ah! That's it! I can't think of anything to write!" Hans Christian Andersen yelled as he put his pen down while stretching his arms at the same time. "Jeez, writer's blocks are quite a pain in the ass..." he muttered to himself.

Right now, Hans was having a massive writer's block as he was in his room, thinking about what story to write next, but failing as he could not think of any ideas. As he sighed in defeat, he laid back on his retractable chair, giving him some comfort. "Man, I'm having a hard time thinking of a new story to write about..." He then turned around his chair and as he did, he saw his messy room, filled with papers of past stories and such along with empty bottles of energy drinks for his usual all-nighters. "Well, looks like staying here won't give me anything to think about. Time for a change of scenery."

Soon, Hans got out of his room and began walking in the hallway, searching for new ideas to write about. As he did, he tried to search for new ideas to write about but was failing to find any. "Huh...having writer's block is a lot more painful than either dealing with that horny nun or reading a trashy story, and that's a lot of work for both of them..."

Eventually, like what happened earlier, Hans couldn't find any ideas after many minutes of walking in the hallways. Knowing this, he sighed again as he found a chair to sit on along with a table as well. As he did, he brought a small notepad and a pen. He then looked at the ceiling with a blank expression.

As he looked at the ceiling with his blank expression, it was then he heard a voice call out to him. "Oh my, seems you've having trouble here Hans~" the voice joyfully said.

Hans grumbled as he knew that tone of voice. "What do you want Shakespeare?"

"Oh nothing. Let's just say it's been a while since I've seen you with that expression of yours. You know, the one that says, "I can't think of anything!""

Hans let out a tired sigh. "Shakespeare, leave me alone for a bit. I'm trying to think of something right now."

"Really? With that facial expression of yours?" Shakespeare asked with a chuckle in the end.

Hans sighed again. "Anyways, what are you doing here?"

"Oh. Well, I was just passing by earlier and I happened to see you like this. And let me guess, you're out of ideas for writing a new story? I can tell because it's clearly written all over your face!"

Hans let out a groan from hearing Shakespeare's tone of voice. "You don't have to rub it in my face, but yeah. I'm completely brain-dead right now, and I can't think of anything to write right now..."

"Really? You really can't think of anything to write about now?" Shakespeare teased.

"Yeah..."

It was then that Shakespeare started to twirl around. "Oh dear! This is one of these writer's blocks I've heard about! Oh, the dreaded writer's block, forcing the writer to not think of anything to write about! How tragic to not think of anything to write about! And the worst about it is that it can strike at you wherever you go! Like a snake that strikes in the grass! Or a shadow lurking in the corner! Or like how you keep checking up on that perverted nun!"

Hans groaned again. "Yeah Shakespeare, you don't have to keep rubbing it into my face...including that nun as well." Hans then got out of his seat and grabbed himself a glass of water. "Anyways, as you mentioned earlier, I can't think of a story to write about."

"Eh...is that so?"

"Um...if you mind, may I join in on the conversation?" a new voice said.

Both Hans and Shakespeare heard the new voice and turned around to see who the person was. As they did, they saw Murasaki Shikibu, who was in the doorway of the room they were in.

"Oh my, isn't it dear Murasaki! Are you interested in the conversation me and Hans were having?" Shakespeare asked.

"Y-Yes! I couldn't help but overhear the conversation the two of you were having over and I wanted to join in as well!" Murasaki replied.

Hans let out a sigh. "Well, just find a chair and sit." he said, which Murasaki did as she found a nearby chair. "Anyways, I'm completely out of ideas to write down right now, and I have a deadline coming up soon..."

"Hm...have you tried everything?"

Hans let out a small glare. "What kind of question is that? If I haven't tried everything, I wouldn't already be here right now."

"I-I'm sorry!" Murasaki apologized.

Hans let out a sigh. "Anyways, as mentioned earlier, I'm out of ideas to think about to write for a short story."

"Hm...have you tried writing about an animal tale?" Shakespeare asked.

"Did that last week," Hans replied.

"How about a horror story?" Murasaki asked.

"Did that the week before last week," Hans replied.

"A sci-fy story?" Shakespeare asked.

"That was done a month ago, and I don't want to go through that again...the many times I had to make up words that were completely...never mind," Hans replied with a groan in the end.

"So...you practically went through all of the genres of short stories then?" Murasaki asked.

"Yeah," Hans replied.

For a moment, all three of them were silent as they were thinking about what kind of idea that can be used as a short story. As they were thinking, it was then that a certain couple passed by.

And that couple is Shirou and Arturia.

"Shirou, can we hurry up? I'm hungry..." Arturia moaned.

Shirou let out a chuckle. "Be patient Arturia, lunch will be here soon."

"Yes..."

As the two continued walking, all three of them looked at the couple who happened to pass by.

"Oh my! Seeing those two together reminds me of my former master and his lover! The god killer known as Emiya Shirou and the King of Knights together! Their story together is amazing and tragic at the same time! One who waits for eternity, and one who searches for eternity! Not to mention that the King of Knights' counterparts share the same feelings as the original! They all love him!" Shakespeare joyfully said as began to spin around with his arms out.

"Indeed. From what I heard from other servants, the history between the two is quite interesting. The King of Knights was originally Emiya Shirou's servant in his timeline's holy grail war and they managed to win the holy grail and destroy it at the same time. Afterwards, they were separated at the end of the war when the King of Knights confessed her love to him," Murasaki said.

"Hmph...that sounds like a typical tragic love story to me..." Hans said.

Shakespeare let out a chuckle. "Fufufufu! That's what you may think Hans, but their love story is a lot deeper that you thought! There's so many twists and turns, deep secrets between the two, a King of Heroes who has quite the obsession for her that can be deemed creepy I'll admit, and finally, my favorite parts, the tear-jerking confessions!"

Hans let out a sigh. "Murasaki, I need some help here..."

Murasaki let out a chuckle. "Well, just try reading about Shirou's life story for a bit, and you'll understand," she said as she handed him a tablet.

Hans then grabbed the tablet and looked at what was on it, which was a semi-detailed summary about Shirou's life. As he read it, he was a little shocked at some parts of his origins. "Whoa, he actually survived a giant fire created by the aftermath of the corrupted grail as a kid...that's something you don't see every day..."

After a few seconds has passed, he was done reading the tablet...and he was now filled with ideas. He then grabbed the tablet in a hurry. "Hey Murasaki!"

"Y-Yes!"

"Can I borrow this tablet for a while?"

"Eh? Sure, but-"

"Thanks!" Hans said as he immediately left the room, leaving Shakespeare and Murasaki behind.

"Well then...looks like he just had a few ideas implanted into him from that tablet you gave him Murasaki," Shakespeare said.

"Seems so. I wonder what he will write next..." Murasaki replied.

Shakespeare let out a grin. "We will see soon..."

Back in Hans' room, Hans was having a massive field day with the information from the tablet he just received. "I can't believe I'm thinking this, but Emiya Shirou's story is like a gold mine! There's so many events going on here that you can make a light novel out of it! In fact, I'm not surprised if someone actually made a visual novel of his life story with alternate endings as well!"

Hans then sat down on his chair and brought out a few pieces of paper and a pen. "All right, now how should I write the story..." he thought as ideas began to appear in his head. "Obviously I can't just copy his story, so I need to think of some way to write it..."

As Hans was sitting in his chair, wondering how he can write a new story, it was then he heard a knock on the door. "Who is it?"

"It's me, Ritsuka!" Ritsuka replied.

Hans let out a small sigh. "Come in."

Ritsuka then entered Hans' room. As he did, he let out a small sigh upon seeing Hans' room. "Man, I know Hans is an accomplished writer, but he should clean up all of this at least..."

"Anyways, what are you doing here?" Hans asked, snapping Ritsuka out of his thoughts.

"Hm? Oh! Yeah, Da Vinci asked me to give you this," Ritsuka replied as he handed Hans a box, which Hans received. As Hans received it, Ritsuka happened to look at Hans work in progress. "Are you working on a new story right now Hans?"

"Yeah, thanks to an unexpected source of inspiration I've just received which happened to be a summary of a life of a certain hero."

"A certain hero...would that certain hero happened to be Shirou?" Ritsuka guessed.

"Yup. Anyways, I'm a bit busy thinking about it right now, so can you leave right now?"

"Sure. Good luck with your story!" Ritsuka said as he left the room, leaving Hans alone with his work.

Hans let out a small sigh before continuing to his work. "All right, back to my earlier problem. Now how am I going to write a story based on the information I saw? I suppose I could add a few twists and turns to it, although the main problem are the characters themselves. Plus, the roles will make things look obvious..."

However, it was then an idea came into Hans' head.

"The roles! That's it! I've just got to change them!"

And in an instant, he went to work...

"Hm...it should be around here somewhere...ah, there it is," Shirou thought as he grabbed a book from a shelf.

Right now, Shirou was in Chaldea's huge library, checking out a few books about cooking and blacksmithing. As he got the books he needed, he then went over to the counter to check them out, where Murasaki happened to be there as the library's librarian.

"Ah! Hey there Shirou!" Murasaki greeted with a smile on her face.

"Hey there Murasaki. I need to check these books out," Shirou replied as he placed the books on a desk.

"Sure. Give me a moment," Murasaki said as she began to scan the books.

Shirou then waited for Murasaki to be done with her duties. As he was waiting, he noticed a book that was on the desk. "Hey Murasaki, is that a new book?" he asked as he pointed at it.

"Hm? Ah, yes. That's the new novel written by Hans Christian Andersen. Quite popular actually," Murasaki replied.

"I see..." Shirou then grabbed the book to look at it. As he did, he was amazed with the title of the novel.

Which said: "I Can't Believe I Summoned A Knight From Another World, And I'm His Master?!"

Shirou let out a chuckle. "That's an odd name for a novel..."