My Fate Compendium of Type-Moon Chapter 8

A figure emerged from the smoke. Despite a hole through his left abdomen, the pressure the youth exuded remained undiminished. In fact, the blood made him appear even more ferocious.

"That hurt... Kiritsugu, you're as ruthless as ever!"

Did I hit him? But why isn't he reacting! I was clearly using...

With no time to dwell on the name the youth used, amidst the spray of metal parts and blood droplets, the Magus Killer quickly suppressed the surprise in his eyes, clenched his fist, and smashed a small wooden cabinet by the stairs, retrieving another weapon.

"AUG-A1..." Although Sakutsuki knew little about firearms in his previous life, Shirou Emiya from the "Fate/kaleid liner" timeline had perfectly inherited all of Kiritsugu Emiya's methods. With just one glance, he recognized the true nature of this weapon.

He drew the bowstring again, creating a blade of mana. But this time, Kiritsugu Emiya's speed suddenly increased severalfold. After dodging the attack, he leaped several times and vanished from the chapel.

For him, clad in a black coat, the dark chapel with its jagged eaves was an excellent place to hide.

If he were to reappear, what would greet Sakutsuki would surely be a fatal attack, like that of a venomous snake.

So... it's time to clean up the battlefield!

Sakutsuki's expression was neither happy nor sad. With his left hand, he activated Replacement Magic, luring Jubstacheit von Einzbern, who managed the magic workshop, to unleash a mana surge. Simultaneously, he opened his right hand, clenched it tightly, and summoned a weapon from the age of gods:

"Hell Scythe, Dust Saw!"

Mana flowed through his entire body, instantly analyzing the structure of objects and materializing his understanding—

Even if he only captured a sliver of the divine essence, it possessed an indomitable might!

The sky was dim. When the people present looked up, they were awestruck by the magnificent and tragic divine spectacle:

Like the wings of dawn unfurling, burning with the flames of purification, a greatsword legendarily capable of purifying and eradicating all matter.

Like a colossal boneless sword carved from emeralds and covered in black earth, legendarily capable of carving through mountains and valleys.

The ancient god of war wielded a greatsword, delivering divine judgment upon those who harbored impossible miracles from the heavens!

"Rumble!" Amidst thunderous roars, the chapel's spire was completely obliterated. The colossal sword blades crossed and fell, plunging heavily into the ground, splitting the chapel into four, and encircling the bow-wielding youth like a shield.

"This...!" Kiritsugu Emiya rolled out of the ruins amidst the surging blast wave, looking in astonishment towards the underground of Einzbern.

The flow of the ley lines had been severed by these two greatswords that fell from the sky!

But how could ley lines be severed by physical attacks? Unless... these two weapons possessed a concept similar to "severing"!

Along with the interruption of mana flow, the magic workshop built upon it lost its suppression. Jubstacheit von Einzbern, blown away by the greatswords, scrambled to his feet. Reflected before his eyes was a desolate Winter's Castle, and the intruder, freed from Einzbern's home-field advantage, began to chant loudly.

"I am the bone... of my sword!"

In that instant, an irrepressible surge of mana flowed from this man.

"Steel is my body, and fire is my blood."

"I have created over a thousand blades."

With Sakutsuki's self-hypnosis, the egg of magic gradually gestated within him.

Unaware of beginning, Nor aware of the end.

Through the shattered window panes, snow poured in.

Stood pain with inconsistent weapons.

My hands will never hold anything.

"Quick, stop him!" Jubstacheit von Einzbern, in tattered clothes, was struck by flying debris, blood flowing from his head, his eyes filled with terror.

He saw it, he saw the birth of a world!

Kiritsugu Emiya advanced with numerous homunculi, but as they broke through the majestic twin sword barrier, they were met with a spacetime field that had collapsed due to displacement.

And behind countless defensive lines, the youth's chant had reached its climax.

— Yet, my flame never ends.

My whole body was

still

Before the final line, Sakutsuki opened his eyes. In his golden irises, more akin to those of a deity than a human, an incredibly dazzling light bloomed:

"Unlimited Blade Works!"

The twin swords of emerald green and crimson flame vanished.

The sword cage that imprisoned Irisviel disappeared. She fell to the ground, unconscious, and was helped up by a small figure.

In the swirling snow, the homunculi looked around, their red eyes filled with confusion.

Einzbern's castle, Winter's Castle, vanished in the snow, as if it had never existed.

But Jubstacheit von Einzbern and Kiritsugu Emiya, at the forefront, understood what kind of otherworld they were in.

"Reality Marble..." Kiritsugu Emiya lowered the gun in his hand, looking at the upright figure on the high slope, and let out a groan of frustration.

"Exchanging the inner and outer, rewriting the real world according to my will, the most powerful magic—Reality Marble."

As the youth's low voice echoed, the gray-white Reality Marble gradually began to take on color.

The mountains and plains were filled with the clear ringing of swords, and a sharp aura rushed towards them.

Sakutsuki looked at the two stunned individuals, a slight smile appearing on his face:

"Well, what do you think of this world of swords, filled with tombstones?"

Received a short notice from the platform, feel free to continue following!

[003: Kiritsugu Emiya]

[Character Information]: Known as the "Magus Killer," he is a dreamer who wishes for world peace, but a cold and ruthless realist in practice. He is a man who, despite loving everyone, is prepared to "kill anyone." Of course... he's your dear Papa Kiritsugu, right?

[Hidden Information]:

Innate Charm

Throughout his life, Kiritsugu exuded a protagonist-like charisma in every situation, attracting women who invariably met unfortunate ends, a man cursed. The only woman who could break his streak of bad luck was the one known as the "Tiger of Fuyuki," Taiga Fujimura.

[Record Conditions (2/3)]:

1. Defeat Kiritsugu Emiya (Completed)

2. Experience Kiritsugu Emiya's magecraft "Absolute Order" (Completed)

3*. Withstand an attack from the Origin Bullet (Completed)

[Condition 1 Achieved, Reward Received: Modern Firearms Projection Data]

[Condition 2 Achieved, Reward Received: Ability Parameter "Agility" Restored to Normal Value!]

[Agility: D→C]

[Hidden Record Condition 3* Achieved, Reward Received: Kawasaki Ninja H2R and Instruction Manual!]

Origin Bullet... When was that?

Sakutsuki knew the name. The Origin Bullet was a conceptual weapon that used a person's origin as ammunition. The Origin Bullet used by Kiritsugu Emiya was made from the powder of his twelfth rib on the left and right sides of his torso, condensed through soul engineering and sealed into sixty-six bullets as the core. It contained Kiritsugu Emiya's origin: Severance and Combination—

It was subtly different from "destruction and regeneration," because Kiritsugu's "combination" did not mean "repair." For example, if a thread was cut and then reconnected, the thickness of the knot would change. In other words, the act of "severing and combining" caused irreversible "degeneration" in the target.

For magical circuits, which were more precise than electrical circuits, once affected by Kiritsugu Emiya's origin, they would completely "degenerate." Such an attack was fatal to magi.

So—why wasn't he affected?

Sakutsuki stared at the pale blue panel for a long time, then beckoned with his right hand, projecting Kiritsugu Emiya's beloved gun, "Contender." He spun it effortlessly between his fingertips before lightly leaping from the high wall and heading towards the side hall.

Faced with a Reality Marble that could be called a "Great Forbidden Spell," Kiritsugu Emiya and Jubstacheit von Einzbern did not resist much, accepting their defeat either calmly or unwillingly, managing to save their lives within the grim and murderous sword-filled barrier.

The Einzbern family, which had been passed down for a thousand years, officially announced their fall in this battle, becoming Sakutsuki's captives—this was definitely earth-shattering news that would cause an earthquake in the magical world. However, given the Einzberns' natural reclusive attitude, the information would likely not be known to the world until much later.

Thinking this, Sakutsuki passed by Jubstacheit von Einzbern, who was directing the homunculi in cleaning up the mess, and knocked on the still mostly intact side hall door.

"Excuse me," Sakutsuki said, pushing the door open directly.

As soon as he entered, he saw Chang Wei—no, Papa Emiya comforting a family still shaken by the ordeal. Seeing Sakutsuki enter with a firearm, Kiritsugu Emiya immediately stood up, subtly shielding his wife and daughter behind him.

"You hurt me like this, Kiritsugu," Sakutsuki said with a helpless smile, handing over the "Contender" in his hand. "Here, see if it fits."

Kiritsugu Emiya couldn't gauge the young man's intentions and instinctively wanted to refuse, "No need, my weapon is custom-made..."

But as he caught the handgun Sakutsuki threw, his words suddenly stopped.

The familiar feel, the familiar weight, even the smell of gun oil was so reassuring.

"This is..."

"I know Kiritsugu, you use a custom-made handgun," Sakutsuki, who had accepted all of Shirou Emiya's emotions and memories, shrugged, revealing a sly smile. "All that's left is to apply magecraft to the rifling and firing pin, right?"

"..." It was clear that his information had been completely exposed by the 'enemy,' which made the Magus Killer quite uncomfortable.

At this moment, Sakutsuki's attention was no longer on him—as his golden eyes shifted with interest, the youth's gaze fell upon the little loli in a Western-style dress, hiding behind her mother.

"Illya."

"Ah, I'm here!" Illya responded instinctively, then quickly crossed her arms, closed her eyes, and turned her head away, "I know everything. Not only did you wreck our house, but you also locked up my mother—Brother Shirou is a big bad guy, I'm not playing with you anymore!"

"Ah, how can that be?" Sakutsuki feigned extreme surprise, clasping his hands together. "I'm sorry, I apologize."

"Hmph!" Hearing this, Illya proudly lifted her chin, but she didn't let Sakutsuki off the hook. "You have to apologize to my mother!"

"Illya..." Irisviel tugged at Illya's clothes with some difficulty, then looked at her husband.

What if Illya's words angered the young man... The Einzberns couldn't withstand a second round of devastation.

But Sakutsuki was not displeased as she imagined. Instead, he smiled as if it were natural and bowed to her, "Then, I am sorry, Ms. Irisviel. I deeply apologize for my previous offense."

His apology was sincere, and his expression did not seem fake. Illya finally stopped pretending to be angry and happily ran to Sakutsuki's side, tugging at his sleeve.

"Hey, hey, Brother Shirou, let's go play in the forest. For some reason, the weather suddenly got better today."

"If Illya wants good weather, you can tell Big Brother anytime," Sakutsuki crouched down and gently stroked her silver hair. "But not today, your father and I still have some things to discuss, so..."

"Eh—Is that so?" Illya dragged out her words with a hint of unhappiness.

But if it was about Kiritsugu, then there was nothing she could do.

"Goodbye, Brother Shirou. Let's play together tomorrow!" Finally, Illya obediently took Irisviel's hand and left the side hall.

In the room, bathed in the colors of dusk, only two men remained.

"Kiritsugu, I have a question for you." Once the sound of footsteps faded, Sakutsuki pointed to his blood-stained left abdomen and said softly, "You used the Origin Bullet with the Contender earlier, didn't you?"

He knows about that too? Why is he asking this? Kiritsugu Emiya tensed up, his voice calm as he replied, "Yes, so what?"

"'So what... huh?'" Feeling the very real pain in his left abdomen, Sakutsuki unconsciously repeated Kiritsugu Emiya's words, falling silent for a long time.

Under the burning sunset, his hands, however, were emitting a faint, crystal-clear blue light.

Abnormal.

Abnormal.

He should have realized this abnormality from the very beginning.

"Kiritsugu, I think the Einzbern family must have equipment for physical examinations, right?"

At dawn, the little girl opened her eyes and gazed out at the unchanging white world outside the window.

White, white, white.

She was born in this place; she was the princess of this cold castle.

She had parents who doted on her. Kiritsugu would take her to play in the forest when the weather was clear, and her mother would prepare snacks and food in the castle, waiting for the father and daughter to return.

'They lived happily ever after.' This was a sentence she learned from a book Kiritsugu brought back from the outside world. The protagonists in the books, after experiencing various stories, would all end with these words, as if all their efforts would be rewarded and all their journeys would lead to dazzling stars.