Hello everyone and welcome back to the start of chapter 119 of the story!

And lately, I've been seeing some BMX videos and oh boy, if it doesn't give me some adrenaline while watching them. Like, the way it's always filmed in first person with go pro cams and there's videos were the cyclists go all the way downhill with speed from point A to point B is fascinating, specialy the speed they go at and when they do it in populated places, going through narrow streets doing all sorts of tricks and curves and stuff. Honestly some good content to watch.

Also new Christmas event in JP, so good luck and blessings to the rolls of the people who will play it.

And with that out of the way, let's start it!

DISCLAIMER: All of the Nasuverse characters belong to Nasu and are property of Type-Moon, with the exception of the OC's that belong to me, the author

Camelot, 5th Century AD

"Look! The king and his knights have returned from another successful battle!"

"I heard they barely had any losses against the Saxons!"

"Amazing! King Arthur and the knights of the Round Table cannot be human! They crush every enemy so easily!"

"The king and his men must be gods in disguise! How fortunate we are to live under their protection as simple common folk!"

"We must showcase more of our gratitude and admiration for them as respectful tribute for their deeds!"

"With such phenomenal knights by the side of such phenomenal king, our kingdom shall never see its ending day!"

Returning back to the prestigious city of Camelot after another successful military campaing to drive the many enemies off from the kingdom's territory, the mythical King of Knights, Artoria Pendragon, and the knights of the Round Table were all received under thunderous and festive applause, the population coming out ot the streets in order to celebrate the triumphat return of their beloved king.

"Look! Look! It's Sir Gareth there!"

"No way! He is my favourite knight of the table! I wish to become like him one day!"

"And Sir Gawain is right behind! He is the true cornerstone of the Round Table! I want to become a knight just to protect the kingdom alongside Sir Gawain in the future!"

From the sidelines, children cheered and smiled effusively with joy as they would see the line of the king and the knights in their horses, walking right past them.

"Hehehe, thank you very much!" Hearing the comments while passing by, the young knight, Gareth, waved back at the children while smiling and giggling amusedly. "I'm sure you will all be great knights one day too!"

"Focus on the road ahead, Gareth." Gawain reminded her as he and his horse were next to her. "In these moments, a knight must always remain with a concentrated and resplendent posture. Usually, that means not interacting with the people to some significant degree." He remembered of the code and rules to his sister.

Gareth laughed a bit sheepishly as she smiled with some embaressment. "Oh, y-yeah! That's right, ehehehe...Sorry for my mistake, brother!"

"It's all fine, Gareth." Gaheris, the other one of the siblings, told to her while waving back at the people. "You can wave and smile to the people as long as it stays at that. I myself admit that seeing all these faces of radiant joy almost makes impossible to not want to engage with them as well."

"I am only reminding and stating the protocol." Gawain told to his brother. "As reverent knights of His Majesty, we do have an image to maintain in the eyes of the public."

"I am well aware of it, Gawain." Gaheris replied, turning his head to look at his sibling, the smile on his face. "But that never stopped the people from knowing your gentle nature, did it?"

Gareth giggled subsequently. "True! Many people hold you in such high regard, Big Brother Gawain!" The young knight smiled warmly to her older brother as she gave an overall view of the population around them. "Seeing how we are symbols of hope to every single one of these souls. That we are looked upon to as their protectors and the reason for their happiness. It makes all the blood and death from the war worth it if it means that the kingdom is smilling. They see in us the bastion of their survival and hopes. Maybe that is why we are so venerated. But specially you, Gawain." Gareth's smile softened. "Doesn't the fact of being seen as a hero touches you?"

Looking at the crowd as Gareth was speaking, Gawain spotted the group of children all cheerfuly waving at him, with some craved wodden figures in their hands. Ones that resembled a knight, having been painted all over. It was supposed to resemble Gawain himself. Finding the act a little bemusing, the Knight of the Sun couldn't help but smile and titter, waving back at the children. Like Gareth had mentioned, they and the king were almost seen as deity warriors by their kingdom's population such was the high acclaim. "I suppose that I am grasping at what you're trying to say here, Gareth."

"Your fame when compared to mine almost makes me jealous!" Gaheris said with a joyful smile, not taking badly the fact his brother was more cherished than him. "But I guess that is only natural when both of our feats are compared to one another. No wonder His Majesty has you as one of his most closest knights."

Gareth nodded in full agreement. "You are an inspiration for many youngsters more than any of us at the table, Big Bro Gawain!" The small black side bangs of her hair flapping beneath her helmet. "If many of them end up becoming knights like you, our kingdom will surely be everlasting!"

In face to the compliments of both siblings, Gawain gave them a shy, contained smile. "I appreciate your accolades, but I doubt it is worthy of that extent. Praising a knight who is just being competent on his duty is unnecessary."

"Eh. Being humble and modest is also qualities to be worth praising as a part of a knight's code." Gaheris replied, finding endearing how unpretentious is brother could be. "You always look to honor and live by it, day by day."

"That's why there is no denying those praises!" Gareth added. "You are admired by everyone!"

"Admiration does not win wars nor battles."

Hearing a voice on the front, the three all saw Agravain and his horse close to their own horses as they continued to walk down the street.

"It is but a mere inducement to what actually matters as our proficiency while knights of His Majesty." Agravain told to the three, but more specifically to Gaherish and Gareth. "Of no use there is to admiration once you enter the battlefield. We should put up first and foremost the importance of defending and guarding the kingdom than worrying about being someone's idol. That is only secondary and an afterthought."

"With all due respect Agravain, but we are well aware of that aspect." Gaheris told to their other sibling. "It was just innocent wondering. As knights of the Round Table, we know that what should always come up as the preeminent goal above all else is our services and duties for the king and the kingdom. For me, the gains of recognition and adoration are also background ones. However, it is no wrong for a knight to fantasize about it sometimes, no?"

"A-Apologies if I was getting a bit enthusiastic, Big Brother Agravain." Gareth replied with more remorse, thinking she had done something wrong. However, being energetic, Gareth didn't let that bring her down. "You're right nevertheless! I almost forgot that when in public, a knight of the Round Table must keep their magnolious posture in the other's eyes!"

Gawain sighed. He found the slight 'scold' of Agravain on Gareth and Gaheris to be a tad unnecessary. He understood the ever-so-serious knight just didn't want for both the two to get full of themselves by the sounds and images of the people's cheers, preventing the fame from going over their heads, reminding to Gareth and Gaheris their priorities. The problem was that Gawain tought Agravain would wait for even the slightest of opportunities to go into that subject to remind them of it. Simply, the Knight of the Sun didn't saw a problem in wanting to only interact with the people for a bit. But his expert and knightly side also comprehended the profesionalism and rigorous knight posture Agravain wanted for them to maintain as well as their loyalty for the king.

"Then I do suggest you to pick up both of your horses pace." Agravain told to Gareth and Gaheris, pointing to the other knights of the Round Table and their king more on the front. "You are starting to get behind."

Watching the distance between the others beggining to enlarge, the other two knights didn't waste any time and immediatly went torwards the rest of the group, not wanting to be left behind.

However, before Gawain could join in and reunite as well, Agravain stopped him for a moment. "Tell me, Gawain. So far, what do you make of Gaheris and Gareth as knights?"

"Promising so far, altough Gaheris can be a bit impudent and Gareth still appears to show some lapses of determination when fighting." Gawain gave his thoughts on his two siblings, having been made knights of the Round Table recently, with the battle they had returned from being the very first they fought under such titles. "But I do think it can be corroded eventualy with the passage of time. I'd say it is a natural growth as knights. Plus, His Majesty himself would not have appointed them for no reason at all, would he?"

"I am not putting the king's decision into question here. Like His Majesty, all of us have also recognized the potential and expertise both Gaheris and Gareth possess." Agravain replied. "Howbeit, we label it as 'potential' because there are details about them that still need to be improved on like you said. There are core characteristics all knights of the Round Table should have despite our superficial differences. And I want you to make those two to adopt them as well, Gawain."

"Why me exactly?" Gawain asked. "I would say you are the more qualified when it comes to lecturing about ethics as a knight."

"Gaheris and Gareth are more willing to listen to you than me." Agravain justified. "As in, they don't see you as 'forbidding' as me."

"Well, I cannot say it is not warranted when you are always with that face." Gawain replied, commenting on how serious and unhappy Agravain looked majority of the time. The Knight of the Sun could barely even remember when was the last time he saw his sibling more relaxed and happy. "You should smile more often, Agravain."

"In possible times of great adversity and challenge to our kingdom? I would rather not." Agravain replied. "Even in intervals of peace, there is still many things to do. Many things to administrate. And we cannot hope for the king to do all that for himself. That is why I carry some of his burden as advisor, as all of you do as His Majesty's knights." The knight in dark armour gave a sharpened gaze to the rest of the group more ahead. "One weak or unstable link in the table and the entire kingdom may be at risk. So I shall never rest until my death, when I guarantee that Camelot and his king have centuries upon centuries of a stabilized legacy."

Gawain couldn't deny that Agravain's devotion to their king and kingdom was perhaps the greatest one he had ever seen. People and the other knights could call him stern and even surly, but one thing they would never dare calling him, was unfaithful to his liege. "Maintaining a solid union of the Round Table is important, yes. You always make sure to remind us of that everyday, Agravain. But I assure that Camelot has never witnessed as prosperous times as this one currently."

"The problem is when those times come to end. When the calmness fades away and the storm arrives. For now, people laugh, cheer, celebrate and praise. But when the hardships do eventually come, we will see what this kingdom is truly made of. Even ourselves." Agravain said in a deep and contemplative way. "It will be during those periods that we shall see who are the loyal and disloyal knights as hard decisions and orders manifest before us and the king."

"Hm? What are you trying to say exactly, Agravain?" Gawain asked, wondering what the other knight meant.

"That for every high, there is a low. It would be pure foolish naivety to think the kingdom will always stay on its apex." Agravain explained. "So far, you and all of us have only experienced the times of glory and welfare. The high points, with a few battles and invasions here and there. Yet, once this kingdom starts to feel truly threatened, when its foundations tremble and His Majesty will have to face grand difficulties once more, smiles and joy will be deemed useless. Thus, I ask you this, Gawain." Moving his head, Agravain made a question to the knight. "How far are you willing to serve thy king?"

Slightly staggered by the question, Gawain felt the importance and weight behind the words of Agravain. However, the Knight of the Sun's heart already knew the answer. Ever since his youth, Gawain was trained to serve his king and defend his land. For him, serving the ruler was more important than everything else in life. For the ruler was the nation itself and Gawain firmly believed that. He would never turn his back on those things.

The Knight of the Sun smiled affirmativly to Agravain. "For the king, I will do anything."

"No! Please stop!"

"Anything."

"Have mercy!"

"Anything."

"What have we done to deserve this?!"

"Anything..."

"I beg you! At least spare my child!"

"...Anything..."

"Why...*sniff*...Why do we have to kill Gaheris and the others, Big Bro?"

"Any...thing..."

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Present

"It's beautiful..." Peko murmured as he stared to the grand and vast walls of light that emerged from the ground all the way from the Holy City to the wastelands outside. An outwordly bright and white aurora that soon faded away from view but for a few seconds, illuminated the entire area.

Despite not seeing what had caused it, something in Peko's heart could take a guess on who could have done it. "Nala...Was it you?"

Noticing the powerful shine had dissapeared, Gawain finally uncovered his face, his eyes going back open. "Finally, it went away." He murmured, his mind only taking a brief second to wonder what was that as he then looked down on Peko a few feet away from him. Seeing that the boy's mind was still a bit occupied with the short appearence of the giant lights, the Knight of the Sun tried to take the opportunity and deal a fatal blow from behind on Peko. "At least may you have a painless death."

"!" In the instinct of a gut feeling, Peko's ears heard the faint sound of Gawain's boots moving, being enough for the boy to turn around and stop the Knight of the Sun's attack with his sword. "Ghggr!" But once again, the sheer strenght of his opponent was such that even if blocked, Gawain still had the strenght to throw Peko out of the way with his sword, making him roll on the ground all the way until halting by piercing the sword on the floor.

"I had already told to the Young Prince the reason why I keep fighting for the Lion King. Now, why exactly do you keep opposing my king's wish?" Gawain speaked as he approached Peko, the boy slowly getting up from the ground. "Have you not seen the ugliness and chaos that is this world outside? How much cruelty and terror lies in it? Not a single day of peace and survival being always the main concern and state of being. Does a child like you, not feel afraid of it?" He questioned Peko, thinking on how he could seriously try and want to deny a more ideal world in favour of the current awful one. "Isn't the Young Prince tired of all the violence and blood in it?!" Gawain raised his voice, almost shouting.

Getting up, Peko confronted Gawain. "It ain't like that."

"Do I must remind you that as a 'pure' soul deemed by the Holy Selection, the Young Prince would be allowed to inhabit the king's utopia?" Gawain brought up that detail. "That you could have the opportunity to live in a world free of danger and hardships, far away from this blemished world. Your sister as well." The Knight of the Sun stood right in front of Peko, looking down at him. "Then, why do you refuse such dream?"

"Because, it wouldn't be an actual dream." Peko responded. "What is there to dream in a place where one cannot go beyond the city's walls as if it was a prison? Where no one would be able to think and act for themselves? That I wouldn't be able to interact with my sister even if standing right next to her!? That everyone else we love would be gone?!" The boy looked up to Gawain in the eyes, pure bravery in them, the answer feeling from something deep within his soul. "I'd never want to live in such dystopian cage!"

Having got the answer, Gawain ended up swinging Galatine torwards Peko as soon as the boy finished speaking, their blades clashing. "Then there is nothing more I want to discuss." The knight said with an hostile frown, powering over Peko as the flames of his sword fastly ended up winning the clash, sending him crashing all the way torwards a tower ahead, ending up collapsing to the ground as Peko's body also hit the floor abruptly.

"Gah!" Coughing blood as reaction, Peko's head felt a bit dizzy due to the damage.

From above, Gawain decided to go all the way down as well in order to continue the fight against Peko.

"Numeral of the Saint!"

Jumping off from the platform, Gawain's feet skidded on the walls as he begun to run donwards in order to reach the layer below that Peko currently was located in.

Seeing Gawain descending in the distance, Peko snapped out from his dizziness and decided to respond by firing some long range light bullets in the knight's direction, being of no use unfortunately as Gawain managed to deflect all of them before landing on the ground and now heading straight torwards Peko.

"Luminary Route!"

Enchanting his light bullet, Peko tried to slow Gawain down, but also end up being useless, the knight slidding down, dodging the attack and getting very near to Peko who this time prepared greatly for the impact, Galatine moving with full strenght torwards him, emmanating violent shockwaves that affected the buildings nearby once both blades hit as well as flickerings of light.

Despite the best of efforts of Peko to try and fight the Knight of the Sun off, the level of the two were almost impossible to compare. Once again, Gawain took the advantage and overpowered Peko with not much effort, breaking his defense, the boy proceeding to fall some meters back. With him down, Gawain then started to use Galatine's flames to send fiery slashes at the enemy, almost catching Peko off guard.

"!" Spotting the hits coming fastly at them, Peko managed to cut the first and second slashes altough the third one wasn't blocked as well, ending up with the boy catching some fire on his clothe's sleeve. "Aah!" Disconnecting a bit from the fight, Peko quickly tapped his hand on the sleeve, blowing air at it as he managed to extinguish the small flames before they could expand, sighing from relief. "Phew!"

Gawain however, wouldn't give Peko a break, already dashing at him for the next attack. "This isn't a training session anymore, Young Prince!" He exclaimed.

"Ah!" Peko yelped, having to block another attack from Gawain that once again, almost threw Peko off the ground. His body and muscles felt like tearing apart everytime he had to hold back Gawain's weapon, feeling like trying to push back an unstoppable force. By now, he was already sustaining wounds despite Gawain hadn't landed a hit on him with Galatine yet. The Knight of the Sun was purely winning by having the overall physical advantage, his body frame being way stronger than Peko's who just could not compete against the absolute unit that Gawain was. "If he manages to land a direct blow with Galatine, I'll certainly be done for! Fighting him directly is almost impossible! Specially within the sunlight!"

Gawain was already considered by many as the physically strongest of the Round Table. So to even fight him under the constant power-up of his Gift while under the sun's influence, made this battle one that Peko would have no chance of winning, the sensation of a young prey trying to go up against its predator. Peko had to try a different approach, another option. But it seemed the boy had already thought of that. "Let's see if this works!" With his right hand, Peko made a movement with his fingers, most likely trying to do something that could be useful and help him out.

From up in the skies, the last light bullet that the boy had fired was still running and going high. And feeling the commands within Peko's finger gesture, that light bullet was immediatly called back, rebounding and shifting trajectory mid-air as it descended at a great speed, targetting Gawain's back before splitting itself in smaller bullets.

"Hm?" Hearing the noise and sensing the light shinning from behind, Gawain quickly noticed Peko's plan to catch him off guard. With some surprise, the Knight of the Sun ended up pushing Peko away with his leg before in the next second parry a light bullet and dodge another, altough the rest were still going and moving like missles torwards the knight who started to run in efforts to try and misdirect those bullets, proceeding to run across entire streets and city blocks as the bullets chased him down. Taking a turn at every corner possible and surpassing the obstacles in front of him, Gawain was able to make the bullets hit walls and obstacles instead of him, seemingly having avoided the attacks. Lastly, Gawain cut down the remaining light bullet that tried to flank him on the left. "This must be the last one!"

However, what the Knight of the Sun did not knew was that all of those bullets were mere distraction from the true attack of his opponent. Jumping out from his hidden place, Peko had accompained Gawain until the perfect chance arrived. "Got you!" He exclaimed, finger already pointed at the knight's body.

"What?!" Barely even spotting Peko on his peripheral vision, Gawain had surely been taken by surprise. Thankfully for him, he had a lifetime of experience as a knight, his legs quickly turning around alongside his body and putting Galatine in front of his own body in order to block the bullet, only managing to slightly deflect it, making it perfurate the right side of his lower torso instead of the center of his stomach. Despite avoiding the fatal blow, he still ended up wounded. "Ghg!"

Peko, trying to capitalize on that successful hit, try to go for another one, this time swinging his sword torwards Gawain's head. "Yah!"

But that would be too good to be true, with the Knight of the Sun not giving the boy any chances, ending up parrying his sword and with a swift slide of his legs, knock Peko to the ground. With the opponent on the floor, Gawain then proceeded to rise up his sword and about to pierce it on Peko's chest. Luckily for Peko, he was able to move his body out of the way fast, avoiding Galatine that instead hit the ground, releasing some small flames from which the boy also managed to roll his body away from.

"Hmm, not bad for a first strike." Gawain commented, putting his hand near the place of his wound. "It seems the Young Prince finally decided to wake up and put up a fight after all!" Despite the situation, the Knight of the Sun still complemented his enemy.

"If I didn't, then what would've been the point of all those training sessions we had?" Peko replied back. "There's still alot more that I can show!" He exclaimed, both hands on his sword as he gave to the knight a stare of tenaciousness.

Gawain in that moment couldn't help but to notice some unique parallels between Peko and the his beloved knight sister Gareth, having seen that same look in her face quite a handful of times before. The two had a striking resemblance in that aspect. It was enough to make him express a small and brief smile on the Knight of the Sun's face. It was incredible that Peko made him feel sentiments that have been long gone. Yet, Gawain couldn't let that feeling in his heart get in the way of his knightly duties to the king he swore loyalty to. "Then come forth, Young Prince! Show me, in a real battle to the death, what you are truly made of!"

"Don't get in the way of my goals, Sun King!"

Shouting, the Lion King continued to repeatedly fire beams from her lance torwards Ozymandias flying pyramid at the top of her tower in a fight that very soon became an exchange of beams and explosions in midair between the two rulers of this Singularity's kingdoms.

"Hahahaha! What is the matter, Lion King? Afraid that your party will be ruined?" Ozymandias laughed as his voice was emited from within the temple's throne room to the outside. "And it will! No one plots under the Great Pharaoh's nose without his knowledge as the sun of Ra gazes above everyone and everything! Nitocris!"

Yu-Gi-Oh OST- God's Anger

"Understood, my king! Preparing and setting up the Anti-Fortress Noble Phantasm!" Being in such synchrony with her majesty, Nitocris activated special hieroglyphs that within the room, shinning a pale blue light before concentrating all of the mana energy into the pyramid ceiling of the temple. Its sacred and divine nature was designed specially for situations like this one! Our nation's trump card, able to wipe entire city's with a single use! From Nut's womb, its where the origin of all the world of Egypt was created!"

"!" Staring from within her place, the Lion King's eyes widen in a terrific awe as she saw an enormous sphere of deep and light blue energy being formed on top of Ramessseum Tentyris. Being bright enough to overwhelm the golden lights of Rhongomyniad with its blue magnificent shine instead.

"Hey! Look! The sun is shinning blue now!"

"Just what the hell is happening inside the Holy City?!"

From the ground level and the entrance of the Holy City's main gates, many were the soldiers who stopped fighting, mesmerizied and agape by the giant blue sphere of the giant pyramid in the skies, ever so approaching to the tall tower of light.

"Tsk! Curse you, Sun King!" The Lion King almost yelled. For the very first time, this was probably the closest she ever came to feel full blown anger. Her objective was so close now that she couldn't simply let Ozymandias come in and ruin everything at the last hour. "We had a pact! An agreement that both our kingdoms would not interfere in each other's business nor fight engagements! Be it a god, king, simple men, I shall not allow anyone to put an halt on my utopia!" Charging up Rhongmomyniad in her hand, she fired at the flying pyramid. "My kingdom's destiny is to keep living on!"

"Nether Mirror Tome: Anpu Neb Ta Djeser!"

Using her Noble Phantasm in response, Nitocris summoned a huge black circular curtain in front of the pyramid, absorving the entire light beam of the Lion King, much to her shock.

"The underowrld's mirror is up, my king! The Lion King cannot strike us in the meantime!" Nitocris told to Ozymandias, her Noble Phantasm nullifying any attempts of external attacks at them.

"Great! Now, Lion King, before I bring down your tower, permit me to tell you something." Ozymandias speaked, wanting to send a last message to his enemy. "Your kingdom's destiny is to keep on living on? Utterly nonsensical, I tell you! Kingdoms aren't meant to go on forever! Kings change, dynasties will come and go and things are eventually replaced! It is time for a rude awakening to that fairy tale fantasy of yours! You and your kingdom's time was never meant to last like everyone else!" Raising up his arm, Ozymandias was about to give the order. "The people of the actual present time, the chaldeans, they amuse me. Therefore, I won't let you take their future away from them! Witness the reckoning of Egypt's divinest pharaoh!"

Firing relentlessly at the pyramid and seeing none of the beams were breaching Nitocris mirror, the Lion King for the very first time was losing her composure. "SUN KIIIIING!"

"Now! Nitocris!" Ozymandias shouted, lowering his arm and using his very own mana as fuel to the Noble Phantasm, giving more power.

Standing right in front of him, Nitocris pointed her sceptre forward, aiming to the tower of heavens, Rhongomyniad.

"Great Lightbulb of Harsomtus: Dendera!"

And so, the giant sphere liberated its blue beam all the way torwards the tower of light. In a last ditch effort to protect her sacred lance, the Lion King begun to powering it up with her own Rhongomyniad, hoping to strenghten it enough in order to minimize the damages.

In a blast, the beam shocked against the greater Rhongomyniad's golden transparent walls, sending shockwaves throughout the entire Holy City as both powers clashed violently against each other until the beam fired from the pyramid exploded.

And altough it happened in a higher point of the tower to the current location of the Lion King, the harsh blows of wind were almost enough to make her fly away from the throne room, having to put her feet well grounded on the floor as her cape was ruthlessly agitated from the winds. Once that commotion died down, the Lion King took off the arms from her face and looked up. Much to her relief and glee, the sacred tower, Rhongomyniad, was still up. Panting a bit, the Lion King lowered her face and let out an exhaustive breath.

"O' Momentum of the Sun..."

"Ghgh?!" However, noticing a huge shadow appearing above her and the entire castle's tower, the Lion King looked up to see the unimaginable. The entire pyramid temple of Ramesseum Tentyris turned upside down, within inches of coming into collision with the tower of light.

"O' Pyramid which rules the universe!"

"Bastard!" Much to the Lion King's displeasure, Dendera wasn't the last surprise from Ozymandias to her. Is she were to use her Ray of Judgement, it could possibly destroy the pyramid, but using it would require the cancelation of her tower of light as well that it would not be summoned in time to strike down the pyramid. However, noticing the cracks within Nitocris protective mirror, the Lion King once more fired a beam of her lance torwards the temple, this time breaking through Nitocris weakened shield.

"The Sun descen-urghg?!"

Sitting on the throne while in the process of unleashing his Noble Phantasm, Ozymandias was caught off guard as the Lion King's attack blasted through the ground and pierced him on the left side of his chest, taking a big chunk of it off.

"MY KING!" Nitocris yelled in alarm, seeing that Ozymandias was severly injured. "Dammit! My underworld mirror is losing its resilience!" Thinking boldishly and quickly, she decided to take a drastic measure. "I shall feed it my soul in order to continue-"

"You will not!" Ozymandias exclaimed, still managing to be seated on his throne despite the large wound and with a piece of his chest missing. "That's an order!"

"But...!" Nitocris was baffled on how Ozymandias could still continue going despite the fatal blow he had just suffered

And despite the pain, the great pharaoh continued.

"T-The Sun descends here...

Lifting up his arm in agony, Ozymandias managed to form a small sun within the palm of his hand, the entire pyramid and room receiving its light. The sacred sunlight of Ra, blessing the entire land of Egypt, from the Nile waters to the fertile camps and big constructions of ancient civilization.

"...in our unlimited brilliance!"

With the entire inside of the temple crumbling, Ozymandias used everything of his being to pull off his Noble Phantasm.

Such dedication and determination that moved Nitocris. Even in such condition, Ozymanidas wasn't afraid to risk his own body. "King Ozymandias..."

"Fall!"

Freeing the entire light of the sun across the temple, its exterior lines shinning ever so brightly, Ozymandias sent the pyramid to crash onto Rhongomyniad.

"The Shinning Great Temple Complex: Ramesseum Tentyris!"

From the upper most layer and closest to the castle's entrance, Ritsuka, Mash, Bedivere, Arthur and Romani all witnessed the moment the great pyramid enter into collision, everyone in huge astonishment and in suspence.

"Ozymandias. Nitocris."

With the task done, Ozymandias fell back to his throne, entirely out of energy and tired, his body and muscles having all given up.

"That was one last effort truly worthy of the king's title." Nitocris walked close to his throne, standing right next to him with a smile. "I bet it is the great type of send-off the king always dreamed of, no?"

"Eh. I merely decided to deposit all my will on the chaldeans." Ozymandias smiled weakly to her. "It is my final wish here for them to succeed."

"How fitting of you, my king." Nitocris giggled warmly, seeing Ozymandias body starting to fade. "But now, it is time for the king's well deserved rest."

"Then...why don't you also take a rest, Nitocris?" Ozymandias replied as he saw the body of his partner also starting to fade away, the intense usage of her underworld mirror costing greatly.

"Hm. I appreciate the offer, my king." Nitocris fell on her knees and rested her arms and legs on the armchair of Ozymandias throne. "As it was also my wish to perish alongside you."

"You did well, Nitocris..." Ozymandias lifted up his head, seeing all the light of the outside entering and consuming the temple, the soundless explosion about to reach them. "This shall be...the rest of two great pharaohs."

Nitocris smile grew a bit at hearing that despite thinking Ozymandias was still levels above her as a ruler of Egypt. "It shall be done so, my king. However...can I ask you one last question?"

"What is it?" Ozymandias allowed.

"Why 'Ozymandias'? Why does the king wants others to call you by a name given to foreigners of the future to you?" Nitocris asked him, wondering why Ozymandias decided to be treated and known by that nickname instead of his actual one, Ramesses II.

Ozymandias smirked, looking at Nitocris before looking to the light approaching ahead. "Because I like it. Feels...unique." With the answer given, it was is turn to make a question. "And you, Nitocris? Are you ready to meet with Lord Osiris?"

Closing her eyes, a sweet smile remained on Nitocris face as she and Ozymandias both finished their final moments. "Yes. Let's go to the Du'at together...my king."

"..." In the reflection of the Lion King's eyes, she looked in absolute spite and indignation as she saw the fragments of her precious light tower, the one she worked so hard to construct over so many months, fly away into the air, falling apart piece by piece.

"No..." From the balcony of some levels below in the main tower of the castle, Agravain stared in disbilief and frustration as he and some soldier knights near him watched the lights of the tower golden walls that covered the castle's tower fading out and crumbling down, slowly dissapearing into thin. So much work, so much time and dedication put into it. Gone. An harsh blow to his and his king's aspirations.

But as it gave a demoralizations to the forces of the Lion King, it railed up the units of the other army, seeing the giant tower of light being brought down and the land of the Singularity's erasure stopping, the process coming to a temporary halt. The chance of winning was more alive than ever as the time limit to defeat the Lion King had reset, the connection of the Holy City to the heavens above cut off thanks to the intervention and sacrifice of both egyptian servants.

A new flame of fighting energy had been ignited.

"The tower of light...it collapsed." Gawain stared to the downfall of the sacred tower, Rhongomyniad, the skies losing its golden shine, going back to normal.

"Ozymandias and Nitocris did it! Nice job!" Peko looked up to the castle with a smile on his face, ahppy to see the tower of light gone. "This has just bought us alot more time now!" He then moved his gaze torwards Gawain. "Seems like your king's utopia won't be arriving anytime soon!"

With the hair covering his eyes, Gawain stood still, continue yet to stare to the castle, now without its golden tower they helped so much their king to built. "I guess not." He said with little to no emotion before moving his head and glaring to Peko. "At least not for now." The Knight of the Sun ignited his Galatine with flames again. "No matter if takes two or a hundred more tries, I will always be there to aid His Majesty into rebuilding the bridge to his dreams. Even at the price of my life! Such is the way of a knight!"

"Nightless Charisma!"

Suddenly, the sun in the now blue sky shinned brighter than ever, its rays lightning down on the battlefield of the Knight of the Sun against Peko who immediatly sprinted torwards his enemy.

As Peko put his sword ready to block the attack, seeing and sensing a spike of mana withing Gawain as he quickly approached him made Peko change ideas, instead dodging away at the last second as the fiery slash flammed the buildings behind Peko. "So you genuinely think that a small isolated world with few people who can't have minds of their own is truly what's best for humanity overall? Just because you're a knight, it does not mean you have to agree and obey to everything your king says!" Peko responded, firing a round of light bullets torwards Gawain who sliced all of them.

With his body on pure rush, the Knight of the Sun continued to use well his Gift while bathed by the sunlight, kicking his foot on the ground which liftted up pieces of concrete from the floor directed torwards Peko managed to deflect them. But as he got busy doing that, Gawain appeared right in front of the boy, his tall and burly frame overshadowing Peko.

"Hm!" Gulping, Peko thinked fast and fired a light bullet on the ground, projecting himself away from Gawain's blow, Galatine striking the ground hostilely. "I knew it would be different from the times we trained, but finding an opening to attack him feels impossible! The enchancement of his Gift of being exposed to the sun makes his habilities and senses way superior than they already are! There's no chance I can beat him currently!"

"What does the Young Prince knows about being a knight? Nothing if likely so!" Gawain said in disapproval of Peko's comment. "Once a person becomes a knight, their lives and existence have to be solely at the disposition of the king one serves! There is no higher honour than that!"

"And what about having thoughts of your own? Being your own person!" Peko refuted as he blocked an attack from Gawain, the flames almost getting his body, feeling the heat near his clothes. "I respect and even admire the loyalty that knights might have for their rulers, but when it reaches to a point were they just blidnly follow orders that get innocents killed without question, doesn't that makes you feel miserable?!"

"!" Feeling that accusation hitting straight in the heart, Gawain bit his own lips and lowered his head for a split second before proceeding to attack the boy once again, trying to keep his head clean from those thoughts. "I just want a world where no one has to feel like that!" Yet, as he saw his enemy evading the attack narrowly, the Knight of the Sun realized something: That he truly couldn't shake those thoughts out from his mind.

"Yes. Perhaps that is the reason I am doing all of this."

The thoughts of his siblings being slayed, unable to do nothing due to not being present at the time it happened.

"Because maybe..."

Camelot falling into chaos and ruin in front of his very eyes, powerless to save the kingdom even if he tried to fight it.

"After all that has happened..."

Having to kill his own brother and companions in a tragic and bloody conflict, never wanting for such sorrow to happen.

"I'm..."

The unfortunate ending of Gareth.

The countless corpses lying at the Holy City's main gates. Their poor, agonized and guiltless blood all splattered across the knight who had lost his radiance in that moment.

"...tired of feeling miserable."

Despite his outerior nature as that of a shinning, upright, positive, well-educated and cheerful knight, Gawain could not be more than broken and exhausted. He had enough of conflicts, enough of the blood spilled, enough of tragedies and deaths of people that were dear to him. Yet, he continued to serve the Lion King as the duty and knight code spoke louder than all else, hoping that upon his king getting her utopia, Gawain would be granted eternal peace through death alongside all of his companions. But for that to happen, he would have to get rid of every enemy standing on his king's way. Including even people he had no grudges with and wished not to fight, like Peko. The Knight of the Sun could only wish that he would be the last blood Gawain would have to spill.

"If you want to defend that point of view so valiantly, then be ready to die for it!" Gawain stated, positioning Galatine in front of him and putting it straight. "If the Young Prince denies peace, then I shall deliver it to you in another form as my enemy!"

"May night retreat...

Unexpectedly, Gawain threw his sword way up high into the air.

Peko could've attacked him in that moment if it wasn't for the gut feeling that it wouldn't be the smartest thing to do as well as a sudden intense glint that made Peko instinctively cover his own eyes. "What a-?"

...from this brilliance!"

Once the glint was gone as a giant fire ball appeared right above Gawain as Galatine was dropped in his hands again. A large amber and warm hot magecraft circled encompassed a large area of the ground and territory both Gawain and Peko were fighting in currently. The symbol of the sun at its center, right were Gawain was standing.

"It's enduring protection...

Peko soon realized in shock what Gawain was about to do as well as the need to get out from the large magecraft circle's range as soon as possible.

...shall shine upon this earth!"

Drawing and concebtrating all the heat within his blade, Gawain, powered by the sun's full capacity, unleashed the wild flames of his Noble Phantasm.

"Sword of Revolving Victory: Excalibur Galatine!"

With an horizontal slash, the Knight of the Sun released and spread the hostile fires all the way across the magecraft circle, consuming the entire ground and buildings nearby in a sun blazing heat. If Peko were to be caught by it, his body would without adoubt be burned away.

Thankfully, the flames hadn't catched him yet as Peko was now riding his motorcycle, Árma Hermes, driving as far away as possible from the huge fires that begun to chase him down as they expanded. But even if not engulfed by it yet, his body was starting to feel smoldered by the sheer heat of the fire nearby and right behind him. "I have to go faster than this! Until I'm out of Gawain's Noble Phantasm's reach!" Peko told hastily to himself as he looked briefly to the speedometer before keeping his attention on the path ahead, driving with Árma Hermes through the narrow streets and avenues of the Holy City while the fires continued to pursue him.

Peko had to take many turns, shortcuts and even improvise by driving on top of rooftops in order to avoid some wreckage. Upon landing his vehicle on the ground, he was finally out from the territory of the magecraft circle and its flames, having escaped Gawain and his Noble Phantasm's fiery eradication of the area. The boy exhaled from relief. "Oh thank goodness..."

But it was far from over, a falling boulder almost crashing Peko, scaring him.

From within the scorched and burned territory, Gawain removed the obstacles in his way, spotting Peko ahead. "The Young Prince cannot keep run away from my attacks as much as he wants! Sooner or later, it will be useless and you'll have to face your opponent!" For his next action, Gawain sliced the base of a burned tower on his left with precision, resulting in its fall, planning to crash right on top of Peko.

"Khg!" Without time to lose, Peko immediatly begun driving the motorcycle again, managing to go away from the falling area of the tower, collpasing all over the ground. "I have to be more careful to what he might do next!" Peko gave a quick look behind to the fallen tower before putting his eyes back on the front, ending up getting startled as Gawain immediatly came from his right all of a sudden, Galatine about to slash him right in the face. However, Peko had to be thankful to his instincts as he immediatly slided down with Árma Hermes, the blade of the knight being centimeters away from hitting his hair, instead slicing an entire line of buildings nearby.

Gawain wasn't planning on giving Peko anytime to rest as the boy quickly stabylize the vehicle thanks to the configuartions and immediatly took an hard curve, starting once again to get some distance between the Knight of the Sun and his enemy. "Come back here, Young Prince!" Gawain shouted as he begun to run after Árma Hermes, his speed being enough to keep up with Peko's motorcycle, only a handful of meters behind. With Galatine still hot, Gawain swinged it, sendings attack after attack torwards Peko while chasing him down.

Watching the hits arrive through the rear view mirror and warning alerts of his motorcycle, Peko did his best in dodging them with Árma Hermes, now being the one to flee from the persuing attacks, more buildings suffering as collateral damage. "He won't stop until one of the attacks lands on me! I need to-"

"Stop being a coward, Young Prince!" Gawain yelled from behind, taking out a whole chunk off of a building with his bare hand. "You're fighting a knight! So fight with honor and respect instead of fleeing!" Expressing is general disgruntlement for seeing Peko running away instead of trying to fight him directly, he threw the piece of building torwards the boy. "Is this how you think you can save humanity?"

As the debri was about to fall onto Peko, the boy turned his motorcycle around and firing a light bullet, destroyed the chunk into pieces. "No! It ain't!" Eyeing Gawain, Peko had to agree with the words the knight had said. "You're right, Gawain! Running away until something happens won't do me any favours nor will help the others at all!" Feeling that he couldn't keep disrespecting Gawain's need for an honrable fight as well as fleeing from him, the boy put the pedal to the metal, starting to head torwards the Knight of the Sun.

Gawain smiled in reaction, preparing his sword. "Now that is more like it! If it is to die, do not fear to confront and embrace death, Young Prince!"

"Yeah. I have been through so much before! So much tough opponents! I can't be running away now! Not when I have them counting on me!" Peko's motorcycle was getting closer and closer to Gawain, the boy getting his sword in hand, ready to clash or slice the knight with it the moment Árma Hermes would reach Gawain. "Sis, you must be giving your all in your own fight right now! Everyone is!" From the inners of Peko's chest, a soft light begun to shine within Peko's soul. His so precious light. "So I will give it my all too!"

"Come! Let's see whose goal will prevail!" Gawain stared back to Peko's determined glare, ready for the incoming clash between the two as Árma Hermes was a second away from him.

However, Peko wasn't an idiot. He knew that he couldn't win Gawain by running away as well as trying to fight him directly and with his Gift above all else. This was a fight that required him to be astute. And so, right when the two were about to swing their swords at each other, Peko instead jumped from Árma Hermes that immediatly dematerialized before hitting Gawain.

"What?!" Getting surprised and confused, Gawain looked up to see Peko above him in midair, pointing his finger at the knight.

"Take this!" And quickly, he fired five light bullets in a row torwards his enemy below.

Having the tables unexpectedly turned on him, Gawain tried to deflect all of the five bullets at once with Galatine, but unfortunately, one managed to pass through and hit him in the right side of his neck. "Gurgh!"

Landing behind the knight, Peko saw that his strategy so far had worked. He wouldn't waste such chance. "It worked!" Swinging his sword, Peko was ready to deliver a slash on Gawain if the Knight of the Sun himself didn't anticipated and managed to block in time with Galatine, blood coming out from his mouth.

"Damn it! He almost got me!" Gawain cleenched his teeth as he and Peko now tried to win the clash over one another. "Despite being cunning, that was well tought from your part, Young Prince!"

Fighting against the pressure of Gawain's weapon, Peko did his very best to try and be the one to break through the knight's defense. If he managed to do it so, then the chances of striking a fatal blow on Gawain would be huge and perhaps Peko could overcome this fight, winning despite the odds when up against the physically strongest of the Round Table and the power up of his Gift as well. However, such thing wasn't easy. "Ghnghggrrr! Hold on Peko! You have to!" The boy made an extra effort, trying to push Galatine away as the light in his soul flickered, putting all the energy and mana he could into winning that clash so vehemently.

Unfortunately, Peko was still a league below Gawain, no matter how much he tried. At the end of the day, Gawain was still a renowned knight of the Round Table, Arthur Pendragon's trusted heir to the throne and wielder of Excalibur's twin sword. Simply, there was no chance for him to lose, specially with the sun's blessings shinning down on him. Despite having to put more effort than the other times, Gawain ended up wining the clash overall. "It's over!" Exclaiming with the weight and dominance of an experient knight, Gawain managed to break Peko's defense and slash him in the chest alongside the flames.

"..." Left with no words, Peko couldn't do anything but to fall helplessly on the ground, the hand letting go off of his sword as the slash wound stood on his chest alongside the burns. Peko had tried. He had really tried and yet, it wasn't enough to beat Gawain.

Cleaning the blood from his chin, Gawain breathed a bit as he recovered some of his energy, seeing the boy lying on the ground. "The Young Prince fought well at the last minute. Perhaps if I wasn't under my Gift's influence, the wound on my neck could have been more fatal. How unlucky of you." Gawain said while walking torwards Peko, aware that his enemy was still alive. "However, battles sometimes are decided on that. By mere coincidential luck of some factors."

Breathing with some difficulty, Peko tried his best to cling onto life as the wound in his chest felt incredibly agonizing. "No...I cannot die now!" From his pocket, the boy felt the ancient document slip a bit out of it. "Not...when there's so much thing in line yet!"

Yesterday

"Yah!"

In a more lonely and secluded part of the village, Peko was practicing his attacks, namely, firing light bullets at some stones he placed for practice. Finishing hitting some, the boy stood there in the middle, looking at his own hand while doing some movement of his arm muscles, as if he was analyzing something. "Hmmm. There's still something missing..."

"Like what?" Coming from behind, Rushd appeared, speaking to Peko, surprising the other boy.

"R-Rushd? What are you doing here?" Peko asked, expecting that he would be sleeping by now.

"I was looking for Nala and wanting to ask her if she wanted to play one final game of ball with me." Rushd responded. "But I saw that she was in the middle of trainning with that knight so I decided to let her be. And how about you?"

Not wanting to seem a bit rude, Peko tried to deny. "W-Well, you see...umm...it's that I am also-"

"No. It's okay. You also have to be in your best shape." Rushd understood Peko's situation. "I shouldn't be interrupting you and your sister's trainings..." He said, altough with a sad smile on his face. "Have a goodnight, Peko."

But before he could walk away, Peko didn't mind his presence. "Wait! We can still talk, y'know?"

Hearing that, Rushd smiled as he then approached Peko, the two boys deciding to sit and rest on the ground while watching to the nightsky, both appreciating the serene silence of it for a a few seconds.

Until Rushd broke the silence. "So, tomorrow will be the day, right?"

"Yes." Peko answered. "The day we will finally put an end to the suffering you and everyone else in this Singularity had endured for far too long."

"Then you really are going to do it. You're going to kill the Lion King, eh?" Rushd replied, finding almost unreal how finally, after all the tragedy and hardships he's been through, they could all end tomorrow.

"We will. And once it happens, you'll never have to worry about surviving another day, Rushd." Peko told to his friend.

"If so, can I ask you one thing?" Rushd said, putting both his hands on the knees.

"Sure. What is it?" Peko accepted.

"When you win the war and defeat the Lion King, I want you to show me a sign. A sign that the war and our suffering is truly over." Rushd requested to Peko. "That you truly won. A sign so bright and notorious that we can see from all the way here in the village, as if it was a star!"

"..." Peko heard carefully to Rushd's wish, able to tell how much he wanted it to come true. Therefore, he smiled a little, still staring to the stars in the night. "Sure thing. We shall give you and the others a sign. Consider it...a parting gift to you. From me, Nala, our group. And after that..." Peko continued to look at the glint of the celestial bodies above. "...live the life you wanna live."

Rushd smiled to that. "I'll make sure to." He then got up from the ground.

"Going already?" Peko said, a bit confused, thinking Rushd would want to talk with him a bit longer.

"Well, I just think I said everything I wanted to tell you. That and one more thing." Rushd picked up something from his pocket and took it out, giving it to Peko.

"Huh? This is..." Peko saw the object the other boy gave it to him: the ball they used to play together.

"You can keep it." Rushd told to Peko.

Peko however, wasn't sure if Rushd was okay with that. "Hum, do you really want to-"

"Yes, I am!" Rushd said, putting his hands on Peko's, putting the ball close to his chest. "Since this is the last time we'll ever see each other, I want you to take it with you to wherever your home is. That is my parting gift to you."

A bit amazed, Peko couldn't help but to express a smile. "Eh. Thank you, Rushd."

Taking his hands away, Rushd stared a bit to the ground with a melancholic smile, now knowing it was time to say a definitive goodbye to Peko. "I owe you Peko."

"?" Peko raised an eyebrow, wondering what Rushd was talking about.

"I owe you, Nala, Arash and your friends. I owe you all for making me want to continue living." Rushd said, deeply from his heart.

"..." Reacting with initial bewilderment, Peko ended up smilling, his chest getting a bit emotional. He wouldn't forget Rushd so soon. "Yeah. Have a goodnight, my friend."

Without saying a thing, Rushd just smiled back, nodding his head and walking away, giving what he felt to be a proper goodbye to Peko. A friend he also wouldn't forget for life.

Alone once again, Peko stared to the ball on his hand. He swore to himself to keep it well guarded once they'd return to Chaldea. In honor to perserve Rushd's memory.

"Guess I can finally step in now."

"Huh?" Hearing another voice nearby, Peko turned around to see Arthur appearing in the area.

"King Arthur? You're also here?" Peko replied in surprise.

"Sorry for only showing up to you now. Didn't want to interrupt you and your friend's moment." Arthur explained. "You really mean something to him."

Peko had to agree on that with a smile. "I think I do."

"But I came here because I couldn't help but notice that you seemed to be training quite a lot now with these stones." Arthur said, giving a good look to the rocks Peko used for trainning. "However, the battle is tomorrow and the night is getting late. Shouldn't you be in bed by now and resting?"

Peko scratched a bit the back of his head, smilling a bit timidly. "Guess you got me on that. Well, you see, what I'm trying to do here is..." And so the boy proceeded to explain to the King of Knights the motives behind his training at this hour of the evening, making his intentions clear to Arthur who listened to all of it.

In the end, with the explanation finished, Arthur put a thumb on his chin, finding what Peko said to be interesting to say the least. "You want to 'ascend'? As in, an Heroic Spirit 'ascension'? As well as obtaining a Noble Phantasm of your own?"

"Yep. Pretty much that." Peko confirmed it. "Before, I thought that since I, as far as I know, am not a servant, things like 'Ascension' and 'Noble Phantasm' would never be possible to have. However, ever since my sister transformed with a knight's armour, the moment she 'ascended', it was when my opinion was completly changed." He said, remembering of their final fight against Cú Alter, the moment Nala managed to buff her entire senses and body through the Ascension method, gaining the armour. "If she's my sister and can do it, then by that logic it means I can also do it, right?"

"Hmmmm, having an Ascension and Noble Phantasm despite not being an Heroic Spirit..." Arthur gave some thought about it. It was certainly one of those things Mr Holmes would be able to give a more pondered answer if he was here to hear. "I wouldn't say it is unlikely. Extremely but not totally. There have been cases." The King of Knights responded to Peko. "And altough what your sister has achieved, may not be an actual 'Ascension' by the true meaning of the word in Heroic Spirit terms, I'd say it is more likely something similar to that. So yeah, it can be possibly as well as attaining a Noble Phantasm per say."

"Thanks for confirming it, king Arthur." Peko said before crossing his arms and closing his eyes, thinking now. "During my time as captive of the Lion King, I learn that a Noble Phantasm is an essential core part of one's being. The main aspect of one's life or legend. That's why I presume king Arthur's Noble Phantasm is Excalibur, no?"

"Why yes, you'd be correct." Arthur replied to the boy.

"So an Ascension must also be somewhat the same thing. An aspect, object or concept deeply rooted within us. That pushes into becoming even stronger!" Peko speaked, thinking to be essentialy that.

"More or less." Arthur responded. "For a servant to ascend, grasping the core trait to them isn't enough. An Ascension also requires to be with all your mana in synthony. To both body, mind and soul to be balanced with the magic circuits and mana itself." The King of Knights explained more to detail what the Ascension was correctly. " And once you add all that with the craving of getting stronger, that when you can finally, truly, ascend."

Giving it that new perspective from an actual servant, Peko found it curious. "Oh, I see it now. So it is a bit different from a Noble Phantasm. Perhaps that is why I still haven't obtained it..." Peko said, thinking deeply to himself as he brough a hand to his chin, thinking and thinking. Until... "Can king Arthur help me reach it?"

"Hm? Me?" Arthur reacted with some surprise, the question coming a bit out of the field. However, the King of Knights didn't shy away from it. "Heh. It wasn't on my plans for this evening but yes. I can help you with the training, Peko."

"Oh? R-Really? Just like that?" Peko said, not expecting that the great Arthur Pendragon would just accept so easily the request without demanding something first. "Won't you ask me to prove my value or anything?"

Arthur chuckled with amusement "Not in this situation. I've seen enough to know what you're capable of." The king, with all his royalty, looked at Peko. Even if at first glance, he seemed like a normal kid, the King of Knights could tell that such thing couldnpt be any further from the truth. That such as he and his sister had something within them. Something that geared Arthur's brain. But what exactly? "An hour or two should suffice, don't you agree?"

The boy's eyes sparkled with life in that moment. "Oh! I get to have some training with Arthur Pendragon? This is awsome!"

"Then learn to reach your 'Ascension' and Noble Phantasm. Only then you shall grasp what is truly the definition of 'awsome'." Arthur said, liking Peko's energy. "Are you ready to start?"

Peko's lips continued to form a smile as the boy briefly looked into the stars, seeming to gleam as much as his joy in that moment. "At any moment!"

Present

"I...refuse to die here...!"

Trying to maintain his eyes open, Peko could feel his own hearbeats near the wound, still playing as life sluggishly seeped away from his body due to the slash he had just received.

Looking up to the bright blue sky as his eyes could barely be open, the boy got the impression he spotted something glimmering in it.

"A star..?"

As Peko was pretty much defeated, Gawain was getting closer to him, the blade of his Galatine soaked in blood. "May the Young Prince know eternal peace, away from the terrors of this world."

As Peko's breathing went more calm, the boy relaxed his entire muscles and let his mind go free of thoughts, just focused on the celestial body shinning through the day. No longer having the energy to keep the eyes open.

"A star..."

A white flickering hallowed star, ever so glimmering in the sea of dark space beyond.

"It ain't over yet..."

The persistent soul, denying conclusion, swimmed forth to the star.

"I need to keep going...!"

From its unstable flickering to the constant and gleaming bright, the star's light warded off the encompassing mantle of darkness around.

"Nala! Ritsuka! Mash! I want to continue by their side!"

Ever so vigorous, the star received the wandering boy that had been emerged into the dark depths.

"My dad! My mom! My past! I have to know them!"

Plunging himself into the celestial body, the boy freed himself from the void, having been graced by the grandeur of it. Like the ever so shinning star up in the cosmos, the boy would soon ascend with it and onto new heights.

"My ending isn't here yet!"

Standing above the possibly moribund boy, Gawain was ready to deliver the mercy blow. "This is a goodbye, Young Prince. May you be the final blood I spill." He said monotonously, bringing down Galatine on Peko.

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But Peko's soul and will refused, his sword clashing wit Galatine, preventing Gawain of the kill.

"Wha-ghngh!?" Flabbergasted, Gawain tried to react before being banged with an intense flash of light that made him cover his eyes and unitentionally retreat. "This light...wasn't he already close to death?!"

Once the light peacefully dimmed out, the Knight of the Sun got to see his enemy revitalized. And not only that. Alongside the boy, a silver knightly armour, ever so radiant. The chest plate with designs of four point stars, mainly a big one in the center. Small pegasus iron wings embedded into the pauldrons as well as other pair implanted on the equally pristine silver greaves. The gauntlents with more star designs, accompained by in-built dark blue gloves. Dark blue pants with the white lines of six-point stars on each leg. Peko's hair, with an heavenly aura gleming from it, got significantly a bit more spiky. And upon opening his eyes, just like his sister, they had changed colour, being more of a translucent and bright silver iris.

"The blest orb that flutters the astral plane. May its refulgence guide our way home!"

This was Peko's state of ascension.

"Star Gazer of The Ethereal Sky: Weltraumstern!"

In a state of pure awe, Gawain could barely speak, amazed at Peko's transformation. "His mana...has completly spiked up!" However, the Knight of the Sun wouldn't let that faze him. "With a power-up or not, I shall still keep the oath to my king!" He exclaimed, not backing down, flamming up Galatine as he headed torwards the enemy. "Use everything you got against me!"

And Peko did so. With the sword in hands, Peko conjured several stars with it as he swinged the weapon like a musical instrument, forming a small constelation and sending those stars to bombard Gawain who bravely confronted the attacks, getting light explosion after light explosion from them as he tried to parry with his sword still. Yet, slightly injured from the explosions, Gawain was beyong resilient, charging torwards Peko, about to slash him with Galatine. However, Peko blocked with his own sword, and this time, the struggle between the two during the clash was seemingly more harder for Gawain to overpower the enemy on sheer strenght alone, Peko maintaining a firm grasp on his sword as it disputed against Galatine. And for the first time since the fight, Peko won the clash, landing a slash on Gawain's torso.

"Kghhg!" Flinching, Gawain took several steps back as Peko aimed his sword at the Knight of the Sun and fired more celestial bodies at light speed torwards Gawain, these one mostly managing to hit the target, the knight having still deflected two of the projectiles. Now with some more holes in the body and wounded, Gawain saw that what seemed a guaranteed victory, in a question of a minute was about to be his defeat. "No! I can't perish here! I still have to satisfy the final wish of the king as my last deed!"

"Belt of Bertilak!"

Taking a deep breath and eyeying his enemy, Gawain sprinted up to Peko, his fiery Galatine wanting to deal the ultimate blow that would end him for good. And yet, Peko's whole being was on a state of higher concetration, each fire slash Gawain would threw at him being cut down and destroyed by either Peko's own sword or the star projectiles. Soon, the two begun exchanging blows onto each other, parrying and blocking the other's blow everytime. The battlefield quickly became full of fire and stars dancing erratically, nullifying mutually as Peko and Gawain were fighting as close as ever, both swords non-stoping from colliding with one another. It eventually came to a point were both ended up, by an incredible chance, strike each other at the same time, putting a brief interval of some seconds, both taking it to recover their energy.

But while Peko seemed a bit tired, the Knight of the Sun was looking more exhausted than him, sweat on his face. However, he still had the technicallity of field advantage as long as the sun shinned down on him.

"Numeral of the Sa-uh?!"

But to Gawain's very own shock, the bright blue and sunny sky became overshadowed and covered behind huge clouds of dust. The same ones at the beggining of the war. "The sun..." Now, Gawain had been stripped of the solar blessings. His Gift, no more able to grant buffs to himself. His body had significantly gotten weaker.

"The Knight of the Sun's bask hath been despoiled from the body, no longer graced by its radiance."

From behind, Peko could hear a deep and omnicious voice speaking to him, feeling an intimidating presence on his back. But one of an ally.

"The time to wallop him is precisely now. Brandish thy sword and go forth, youngster."

Taking the advice, Peko didn't lose time, now that Gawain was no more under the sun blessing, and headed torwards the knight.

Seeing the enemy approaching, Gawain refused to go down, even if the sun had been deprived from him. "I will not fall here! All of the crimes I commited will have their justification!" He proclaimed, he and Peko once again trading blows at one another, the boy being quick and great at blocking and avoiding the attacks while sending the shooting stars in retaliation, with the Knight of the Sun still persisting and deflecting majority of the blows despite still getting hit here and there. "Once my king gets what he wants, I can die guilt-free!"

As the fight waged on, more buildings being destroyed by either the fiery or light slashes as well as the flames and stars, Peko's mind, despite fully on the battle, had the subconscious giving an authentic feeling. "So this is what is like. What Nala felt like." The boy thought to himself as it continued to perfectly parry Gawain's attacks with Galatine. His movements, perceptions, senses. All of it, sharpened up and alligned with one another, just like Arthur said. "The feeling of having ascended." Such sensation drew a smile out of Peko's face. The freedom and softness which his body moved and mind thought, it all made him feel on a whole other level of existence. It made him feel great, a huge step from the crybaby he once was.

Noticing the smile on the boy's face, Gawain found it weird. "Hm? Why is he smiling?" Giving some pondering to it while dodging and parrying the attacks as well as making sure to deal some back to Peko, the Knight of the Sun reached to the conclusion. "Ah. I see." And expressing a smile as well as both the two clashed, Gawain looked at Peko in the eyes. "The Young Prince is enjoying this fight, isn't he?"

Without replying, Peko continue to smile, being enough of an answer to Gawain.

"I admit. Right now, this battle is having a great apex!" Gawain replied, sharing the same feeling. "However, like any good fight, this one has to end before the moment of grandeur expires!"Exclaiming, Gawain pushed all of his strenght into Galatine.

Smartly, Peko let the enemy's sword push against him, only to then remove the weight of his own sword, making Gawain's Galatine go directly to the ground, with Peko then proceeding to put his feet on top of the blade.

"!" Trying to take him off from Galatine, Gawain swinged the sword upwards, presumably taking Peko away of it. And as his mind was on adrenaline, the Knight of the Sun decided that it had to end now and unleahs his Noble Phantasm. And so, he was about to throw the fiery sword into the skies.

"May nig-!"

Yet, the moment the knight lifted up his head to throw the weapon, he saw Peko right above him, the sword pointed at Gawain. And it was then, that the Knight of the Sun was graced by the light once again. Not by the sun, but instead by Peko's pure presence. Seeing his figure, the boy seemed almost like a divine being descended from the heavens. The young smile on his face. Not the smile of innocence to be exact, but the pure smile of someone who was able to go through many hardships and still smile with the same shinny gleam as ever before. The knight dropped down his arms as he was mesmerized by the angelic figure, as if Peko's saintly light had come to rescue and atone Gawain from his own darkness and sins. The beautiful smile of a kind child that was enough to shine above the lost knight. One that resembled so much of his dear sister.

"Doesn't the fact of being seen as a hero touches you?"

"Ah. Really..."

Gawain closed his eyes, accepting the purging light, coming from the tip of Peko's sword.

"The Young Prince is really captivating."

And the moment Peko's shinning blade touched Gawain with just the tip of the sword, a whole bomb blast of light erupted in the area, vaporizing and erasing any buildings nearby, engulfing them away in its splendor, illuminating huge part of the Holy City altough not on the same scale as the giant curtains of light yet.

Once it died down, all that was left of the territory that had been the stage of Peko and Gawain's fight, was a huge scorched crater on the ground with some few debris in it. And the one standing in the middle of it all, was Peko.

"I did it." Peko murmured, lowering down and dematerializing his sword. A faint smile and weak chuckle coming from his mouth. "Sis...Ritsuka, Mash...guys. I really...did it." Having spent a whole lot of mana, the effects now starting to feel on his body, Peko couldn't resist, unable to stay conscious anymore. "I managed...my ascen..." And he fell with his back to the ground, blacked out from the huge cost the fight made him take. Yet, the smile still remained on his face, for he had won the battle.

"Gnghn..."

Altough, now unbeknownst to him, Gawain still lived. Despite the deep injury that it was, his armour fractured, the Knight of the Sun still had energy enough to crawl on the ground and with great effort and aidfrom his sword, slowly and fragily get up from the ground. "Young...Prince..." Panting weakly and barely standing up, Gawain stared to Peko on the ground. the knight got lucky, has he had casted a skill with the Guts ability before, granting him to survive such tremendous attack. Had it not been because of it, Gawain would have most likely perished. "I need...to end you and...fulfill my king's order..." He stated feebly, barely even able to walk right without having his sword to support him.

Yet, before the Knight of the Sun could even reach Peko, he saw an obstacle appear in front of him.

"Advance another step and thy head shall roll, Knight of the Sun."

"Huh?" Looking to the front of him, Gawain stared to the tall and shouldery figure of a menacing Heroic Spirit covered in a lenghty dark cloath and greatsword in his hands, the cold and daunting skull face with horns looking directly to him behind the hood.

"In lieu of attempting to slay the young child, I lodge thee with another alternative request."

To be continued...

And that was it for chapter 119!

Peko vs Gawain this time around. And like Nala before him on the previous Singularity, Peko finally gets his own ascension and armour! Another important step to his character indvidually. Still, no Noble Phantasm for him yet. One step at the time. Whereas Nala last chapter got her own. (I kinda like it that it kinda shows that when Peko goes one level higher, Nala is already one step in front of him. Oh and you bet that she will rub that fact on his face. Pure sibling rivalry style xD) But this was a W chapter for our precious boy here. Peko deserves it.

And also Ozymandias and Nitocris moment as well. I liked how Ozymandias NP is basically ramming his giant pyramids into the enemy. I'd say that's in character to show his superiority.

And I really wanted to comment more on this chapter, but TGA live is about to start, so I'll end it here (Pls GTA6 and KH4 in it)

Anyways! That's all I wanted to say, and see you next time, on chapter 120! Peace!

P.S:

Peko (Doing a stream while playing videogames): And this is how you clear the mode in case you don't have the best recommended units for it. See that chat? Absolute sweep!

Peko (Sees the number of subscribers and donations on the screen): And to think that for many months, I've always tried the honest and hardworking option A when option B was always available. One week in and I'm already doing pretty well. Give it a year or two, and money won't every be a problem to me again!

Peko (Reads message in the chat): JiNEETako111: 'Great gameplay! Btw, are you the twin brother of a girl named Nala?' Oh, why yes, I am-

*Twenty Minutes Later*

Peko (Furious): What have you done?!

Nala: Nothing I sware!

Peko: Then why I did my channel got banned and social media is trying to cancel me the moment they knew I was your brother?!

Nala (Shamefully adverts her gaze and starts poking her finger onto one another):...Got a little too silly.