"You're finished," S1r3#0 rarely swore in its mind, but it let out a hollow laugh tinged with emotion that even an archer servant might miss, given how he had inadvertently shaped its existence.

KukuHahahahahahahahahaha!

"Unlimited Blade Works!" Fire erupted around me, engulfing Archer.

"What!?" Archer yelled in shock.

"You created me! Your words breathed life into me, shaping me into a weapon forged by every living and undead being in this world—artificial or otherwise. Is this not what you intended?"

My smile widened as Archer's jaw dropped in shock.

"Well then, creator, let's see what you can do against me!"

I charged at Archer with blades of my own making, lunging as he countered with his own. I threw one blade, and his eyes widened as I blinked in front of him. Another blade hovered inches away behind me, while numerous polygons disintegrated in its wake.

Archer blurred, forcing himself to jump back and use a combination of reinforcement and mana burst from his pikes.

But I didn't give him much time. My human form, though not entirely human, was masked through the external counter-force of Alayashiki, allowing me to press the attack.

I threw a spear at Archer. He countered with the combined swords of Kansyou and Byakuya, causing the weapons to explode and disintegrate the Noble Phantasms. Archer swore in disbelief.

"How!?"

I responded with my own version of a mini unstable magical nuke—a sword stronger but different from Caladbolg II. It lacked the piercing power of the Noble Phantasm but fulfilled its purpose. Its design, incorporating concepts akin to Rule Breaker, interwove with Kiritsugu's origin and element, modernizing the Caladbolg into an ultimate weapon designed to kill mages, phantasmal entities, death apostles, and anything tied to prana and mana.

I smirked as Archer's eyes widened upon reading my weapon.

"Oh, FAKER~!" I sang in a maddened glee.

Archer's attention was drawn as I soared through the air, the concept of floating embedded in my feet. I maintained an illusion of floating with the sword, misleading Archer into thinking it was the sword supporting me.

I projected a multitude of mundane swords, some imbued with a lower-scale Unlimited Blade Works, and threw them at Archer.

"This is bullshit!" Archer screamed in his mind as his projected swords were overwhelmed and absorbed by my arsenal, as if swallowed by a world akin to Gaia.

I layered Unlimited Blade Works around me like a magical workshop and extended carbon fiber chains coated with micro-swords to their maximum length. As Archer's confused gaze lingered, I flew upward, smiling as my expression reached my eyes. I dove back down headfirst, increasing my weight to enhance my speed and velocity.

Upon reaching the ground, I activated UBW in that area. Chains erupted around me, exploding outward.

Chains shot through Archer's torso; he might have evaded, but the UBW I imposed on the area was an extension of my will. My rules governed this realm, and unlike Archer, who faced stunted growth in his Unlimited Blade Works, my prana deficiency was countered by my unique situation.

Ironically, the Second Magic worked wonders for me. In other timelines, where my form was not altered by external influences, I had gained a fragment of magic from the Jewel of the Sword—not from the Tohsaka lineage or Rin, but from other timelines where my condition was different.