Prologue
"Yes, Father, what is it you wanted to talk about? It seemed very urgent," I asked as I looked at a figure who had such a remarkable resemblance to me that many had often called me a younger clone of my father.
"Shirou," said my father of this life, "I believe we had a talk about your... mother."
"What about my mother?" I asked, peering at the man who was my father in this life, my biological father to be exact.
My father pinched the bridge of his nose with a mixed expression. "Do you remember what I told you all those years back about the Mist obscuring the supernatural from the mundane?"
I nodded my head as it was a very important event of my current life. "Yes, and how the gods still walked amongst humans if they chose."
"Your mother..." Father said softly as he glanced around carefully. "She has always been absent because she has a very important role in keeping the mundane and supernatural worlds separated..."
For a moment, I wondered if my mother played a very important role in the Mage's Association or this world's closest equivalent in keeping the mundane and supernatural separate. Father had always been very deflective and secretive about anything related to my biological mother, who had always been absent in my life besides giving birth to me. What I did know was that my mother had a very large role in my current ability to use magecraft well beyond my limited skillset of my previous life. No longer had I been limited to just the magic spells: Reinforcement, Alteration and Projection, and my unique magic spell Tracing.
When I felt a sudden shift in the air and a powerful scent that I associated with spatial magecraft, I was left stunned by the sight of a beautiful woman who seemed to shift between various beautiful women I had known in my previous life.
"Senji Muramasa," said the woman, whose form continued to change before me. "Have you decided to undo the seal I have placed on our son?"
"Our son has become an adult and it's time to learn about his true heritage," Father replied in a solemn tone. "Eventually someone is going to learn of his existence and he'll be thrust into the supernatural world whether or not he wants to be."
"No one will learn about it if I choose to hide his existence," the constantly shifting woman responded endearingly as she touched Father's cheeks affectionately. "That is, unless my sister, Gaia, decides to get involved..."
My eyes nearly popped open when I heard Gaia. For the normal person, that was a very rare term normally associated with Greek and Roman mythology, but to me it was very important, especially when related to my previous life.
"Gaia, sister..." I repeated, then gasped as the ever-changing woman looked at me for the first time. "You cannot be..."
"Shirou Emiya," said the woman as if she was peering into my very soul, "as you had been known in your previous life." My heart began to pound as I started to detect an aura that my possible (future?) counterpart, EMIYA, emanated from the ever-changing woman. "I am the embodiment of humanity's collective unconsciousness..." I swear my heart froze. "Alaya, and you are my son in this world."
Pain from my chest blossomed, and I swear I felt something that should be impossible for me: a heart attack.
My vision started to blur, and the last thing I heard was Father's exasperated voice.
"Alaya, it would have been nice if you had left the world-shaking revelation to me..."
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