Demon God Okita Souji / The Purple Demon Blade Muramasa

Izou, don't let his appearance fool you, he's a huge fan of Miyamoto Musashi. He'd be incredibly happy to fight Kojiro to the death.

As for... Shirou wants to save the world, so I'm teaching him the right way through my actions! Only in this way can he possibly achieve his goal!

Nobu seemed to understand something, looking at the Demon Nobunaga and saying, "So that's it. So that's what you're lacking. It seems there's no other way; I must correct you! As the same person, I also bear responsibility for what you've done, so I must stop you."

"Stop me? Let the strong plunder and dominate the weak! Where did I go wrong?" Demon Nobunaga roared.

"This is the part of you that's missing now. This Holy Grail has robbed you of that aspect of your emotions," Nobu declared, pointing to the black-haired, red-eyed girl wearing a military cap.

Chapter 242 Demon God Okita Souji

Before this strange samurai world came into being, in a dark and unknown space where time seemed to have stopped, a mass of Black Mud was writhing, enveloping the Black Mud Grail, and was transported to another universe.

The ominous black sludge, carrying the Holy Grail, traversed various Lostbelt and finally found the Oda Nobunaga, Oda Nobunaga, hoping to establish a contract. The Black Mud would provide him with near-immortality and an omnipotent wish-granting machine, on the condition that he kill a man.

At that time, the fully-fledged Oda Nobunaga, that black-haired, red-eyed girl, sent the Black Mud Holy Grail flying without even hearing a word.

The Black Mud from the Holy Grail, which had been blasted away, fell into a strange space. Due to the impact, magical energy overflowed and swirled towards an unstable area, forming a massive vortex that caused an anomaly. This vortex combined many Servant with people from an era when samurai roamed a certain world, sucking them into a dream and creating a peculiar world.

One day, the Demon Nobunaga, who had been trapped inside, suddenly separated from Nobu's body. However, even the more domineering Demon Nobunaga never considered accepting the Black Mud Holy Grail.

However, according to the calculations of the Black Mud and the foresight of its master, Shirou Emiya will appear in this world, and the most likely Servant to kill Shirou Emiya in this world is Oda Nobunaga.

Therefore, a large amount of Black Mud spewed out of the Holy Grail, rolling over and covering the black-haired, red-eyed girl, attempting to forcibly transform her into black mud Heroic Spirit.

However, the Oda Nobunaga, who disregards and destroys the existence of rules, denies the existence of gods and Buddhas, and is capable of burning down temples in an instant, Oda Nobunaga.

The motto of life is simply to pursue one's dreams freely and live a wonderful life within the short span of fifty years of one's life.

So even if an enlightened Buddha appeared before her, she would not be able to defeat him, nor would she yield. Naturally, she would not be swayed by any Black Mud, nor would she allow herself to be bound by any power.

The black-haired, red-eyed girl struggled free from the curse of the Black Mud, releasing it from her body and returning it to the Holy Grail. The only change was that she seemed to have become the only Servant in this world still able to use her Noble Phantasm.

With this power, Demon Nobunaga lived a life of complete freedom in this world.

That's how it should have been, until she met the man called 'Shirou,' the man that Black Mud was determined to kill, even if it meant traveling through multiple worlds. Of course, she was curious and wanted to see for herself.

Of course, even if it were just to prevent Black Mud from getting his way, she wouldn't kill him. She tolerates offenses and challenges from her subordinates and acknowledges powerful enemies, but she will never be humiliated. If Black Mud, who tries to control her mind, were a living being, he would undoubtedly have been sentenced to death by her long ago and executed immediately.

Unexpectedly, this meeting encountered some problems. The other party was an outstanding man who could easily score 80 points in terms of appearance alone. Coupled with his character and talent, he was a rare find in this world. However, his personality was quite troublesome, almost like a rare beast.

Nobunaga initially refused to accept it as a companion. However, it's quite appealing as a collectible.

Unexpectedly, the other party turned out to be a treasure chest with hidden treasures inside, always bringing surprises. The more she interacted with it, the more she liked it.

"I'm missing a part? I clearly expelled all that Black Mud, how could I still be affected by Black Mud? If I were acting according to the will of the Black Mud, I should hate Shirou, but right now I undoubtedly love him!" Demon Nobunaga shook his head and waved his arms in denial.

"So direct--! Waaah! But I'm not going to hand over Master to you!" Yukino, standing to the side, blushed and glared at Demon Nobunaga.

Souji, standing to the side, waved his hand and said, "No, no, Miss Okita thinks that sometimes love can be more dangerous than hate. Especially being targeted by a dangerous person. Even if Shirou were to find out about this, would he feel worried or angry?"

Nobu was also surprised, resting his chin on his hand and sighing, "I never imagined so much would happen in the few days I was gone... To be able to captivate another version of myself, perhaps Shirou actually possesses the potential to rule the world. He seems so gentle and harmless, but could some kind of bewitching monster reside within him?"

Then Nobu fixed his gaze on the Demon Nobunaga and said, "But you are bad Nobu, what you lack is empathy to understand other people's true thoughts. This is an indispensable ability to rule the world and keep the feudal lords in check."

If it were a normal person like you, although you would make a huge scene, you would still have feelings for your family and friends, and you wouldn't be so headstrong.

"For subordinates, although I will encourage them to learn and develop their talents and abilities, rewards will not be given outright, but rather they will be encouraged to choose and strive for them."

When it comes to someone you truly like, you won't care about their feelings; you'll only satisfy your own desires and want them to do things your way.

"You... you've already distanced yourself from the world, looking down on it from a higher position. Hey, you wicked Nobu, do you still find this kind of world interesting?" Nobu asked the Demon Nobunaga.

"Hmm..." Upon hearing Nobu's words, Demon Nobunaga clutched his heart, a look of confusion on his face. However, he quickly dismissed these doubts and shouted angrily, "No! I completely cannot understand! I cannot comprehend what you are saying! I am the Oda Nobunaga; everything should simply be done according to my will!"

Nobu flashed a bright smile this time, saying to his alter ego, "Is that so! In that case... then it's a duel! Bad Nobu, I challenge you! Bad Nobu! Let's leave this world together!"

"Hahaha, how interesting! Do you think you can defeat me in your current state? You, with your lazy nature, can't possibly beat me, who has far more ambition." Demon Nobunaga crossed his arms, thousands of muskets appeared behind him, floating in the air, their muzzles pointed at Nobu, and asked with a sinister grin.

Nobu rushed forward instantly, pointing his gun at Nobunaga, the Demon Nobunaga.

"I'll burn down the places I hate, and I'll never let the places I love be destroyed! As for killing just one person, a single musket is enough!"

"You really dare to say that! In that case, there's no other way! Three Thousand Worlds--!!!" Thousands of flames shot out from behind Demon Nobunaga. The tiny, scattered flames gathered together and eventually coalesced into a dazzling light.

When it comes to killing a person, the difference between thousands of guns and one gun is actually not that great.

While being targeted by concentrated fire, Nobu raised his musket, aimed it at Nobunaga's chest, and pulled the trigger.

The Demon Nobunaga stared in disbelief at the hole in his heart, from which he could see back, and his internal organs were gone.

Nobu, who had accomplished all of this, was engulfed by the beams of light fired from thousands of muskets in the next moment and disappeared from this world.

"Nobu!" Soji shouted.

"Miss Nobu!" Yukino cried out sadly.

"You really have a skill! As expected of me!" Demon Nobunaga suddenly burst into laughter, completely ignoring the excruciating pain in his body. As he trembled with laughter, blood gushed out. With the disappearance of Nobu, the Holy Grail within Nobu's body returned to Demon Nobunaga's hands once again.

The Holy Grail in his hand overflowed with black, magical Black Mud, which seemed to be trying to heal the wounds of the Demon Nobunaga.

"Go back! I don't need this kind of help!" Demon Nobunaga flicked his hand, suppressing the raging Black Mud back down.

"Hahaha!!! I've lost this time. But, Okita! This Holy Grail I've modified isn't something so simple! That's right! You'll complete my final mission!" Demon Nobunaga said, fixing his gaze on the swordswoman girl.

"Ugh!" Soji also sensed the ominous aura emanating from the Holy Grail and asked warily, "You bastard! What are you trying to do? What's with this Holy Grail...?"

Demon Nobunaga shook the golden cup in his hand and said, "This? Want to know? This Holy Grail isn't a good thing, you know. It initially tried to control me."

But I am Oda Nobunaga, the ruler of the land. I may tolerate challenges from my subordinates, but I cannot tolerate insults. How could this mere Black Mud possibly sway my will?

"Although I could use this Holy Grail to repair my heart if I wanted to stay here, I wouldn't be myself anymore. In that case, even if I could stay with Shirou, I probably wouldn't be very happy." Demon Nobunaga muttered to himself, looking at the filthy, Almighty Wish Machine.

"Fine! This is the final product I used to transform the bandits, Okita Souji! You shall become the Demon God! Carry out the game I promised Shirou to the very end! Slaughter all the villagers here, and then turn this village into a permanent scorched wasteland of the Demon Realm!" Before leaving this world, Demon Nobunaga raised the Holy Grail and threw it at Soji.

The black mud overflowing from the Holy Grail, like a living thing, poured out and cascaded down onto the girl like a waterfall.

"It's over for me too. I didn't get what I wanted this time either. He must have fought to the death, damn it... I guess I really was influenced by this Black Mud Holy Grail..."

Otherwise, why would she be so attached to that man? Now that she has to leave, she's actually a little reluctant."The black-haired, red-eyed girl turned around as if searching for the man's figure, but unfortunately, she couldn't see him in the end and collapsed to the ground.

"It's alright... Next time, I'll come find you next time." The black-haired, red-eyed girl fell into a pool of blood, closed her eyes, but a smile appeared on her lips. Her long, flowing black hair was like a blooming red spider lily.

"Waaaaaaah!!!" Soji let out a violent scream of pain. Black lightning flashed, and a brown-skinned woman with long white hair appeared. She wore a red and black combat dress and carried a strangely styled black Ōdachi in her hand.

--The Demon God Souji has appeared!

The class is Alter Ego, belonging to the 'other self' of Servant, like a reflection of the original self in a mirror. It may also be another possibility that the Servant achieved in his previous life.

Due to the Holy Grail's forced transformation, the girl's Spirit Core and personality were distorted, making her seem like a copy of herself from a mirror. Moreover, under the Holy Grail's constraints, her mind was also affected, and she would carry out Nobunaga's final command to the very end.

The white-haired girl's expression was cold and indifferent, truly like a legendary demon god, ready to slaughter everything in her path. A demon bandit running past was beheaded by her with a single stroke; the surrounding people couldn't even see how she swung her sword.

In a flash, several flashes appeared, and then the bandit's head and body were instantly sliced into powder.

This being should not exist in this world. Even villagers and peasant women who have no fighting power can clearly sense the invisible pressure emanating from her and can tell that this woman is even more powerful than the previous Demon Nobunaga.

The Nameless Ōdachi in her hand gleamed with a black light, a pure black light that gave off a dazzling and sacred feeling. Crimson flames ignited around the blade.

The girl frowned, looking very sad, but her hand moved uncontrollably, raising the black katana. The red center of the blade, which would normally glow when she was in a good mood, was now completely dim.

As if sensing something, Yukino ran forward and spread her arms to block her way.

"Get out of the way!" the brown-skinned woman with long white hair said coldly, looking at the girl.

"No! I won't let you hurt the villagers inside!" Yukino looked sadly at the woman in front of her, realizing that this woman, who had the same face as Okita, had forgotten their memories.

At this moment, all Yukino could see in Soji's eyes was killing intent. She knew that if she continued to stop him, she would really be killed by his sword.

The little girl's body trembled, but she maintained the posture of blocking the door with her hands, without taking a single step back.

Alter, the Soji, glanced at the girl with a complex expression in her eyes. She slightly turned the hand holding the knife and then swung it out in an instant!

A flash of black light appeared, and a long sword swept past the girl, unleashing a torrent of fire that struck the house where the elderly, women, and children were gathered.

"No!" Yukino spread her arms and rushed forward to block the flames flying towards the door of the house, trying to shield the people inside from the flames with her body.

"Drink!!!" A strange purple sword aura shot straight at her, and a wiry man wearing a cloak arrived just in time to block the girl.

Chapter 243 Purple Demon Blade Muramasa

The eerie purple sword energy, burning like mist, collided with the flames of purgatory, creating a smokescreen that obscured people's vision.

The villagers hiding inside the house vaguely saw the back of a wiry man holding a knife appear in front of the girl.

"Master!" Yukino exclaimed in surprise.

"Yukino! That's so reckless. Seriously, using your body to block a sword, who taught you that?" Shirou glared at the girl and scolded her, then muttered to himself.

"Yes! But I think if it were Master, he would definitely do the same! And Master did come as promised." Yukino raised her head and agreed. The girl wanted to smile, but two lines of tears uncontrollably streamed down her face.

"I'm sorry, it's all because I was too weak... By the time I arrived here, Master Hozoin had already sacrificed himself... I wanted to protect the people inside, but Ms. Nobu saved me..."

"Hmm..." Shirou slightly moved his right hand, which was holding the sword, behind his back, and reached out his left hand to stroke the girl's head.

"But... Miss Nobu perished together with the evil Miss Nobu..." The girl grabbed Shirou's collar, and in front of her respected master, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

"Hmm..." Shirou listened quietly to the girl's sobs, stroking her head.

"Everyone is dead... I couldn't help at all... Miss Okita was encased in strange mud and has become a different person." The girl said sadly, wiping away her tears.

"Yes, Yukino, you really did your best. You protected everyone in the house, so now, leave it to me, your master." Shirou patted the girl's head and said gently.

Shirou scrutinized the demon girl standing opposite him. Her long, silver-white hair cascaded down her back, she had grown taller, and her figure appeared slender and voluptuous. Her clothes, skin, and overall demeanor had all changed; she was practically a completely different person.

Her hair was tied in a long red knot on the side, and she wore a red and black combat robe decorated with gold patterns. Underneath her black stockings were high-heeled leather boots, and her expressionless face exuded a faint air of authority befitting a top-tier warrior.

"You're holding a very peculiar sword; it gives me an ominous and dangerous feeling," Demon God Souji said curiously, looking at the weapon in Shirou's hand that had blocked his attack.

"Well, no matter what, it can't compare to the sword in your hand. Putting aside the material and craftsmanship, what's most precious is that it embodies a lifetime of beliefs and is carried through to the end. Strangely, it gives me a sense of familiarity. What's its name?" Shirou looked at the Ōdachi of Demon God Souji and asked with great interest.

"I don't know its original name. Now I call it 'Purgatory Sword.' Your sword is good, but with your human body, you can't beat me. Even so, do you still want to fight?" Demon God Souji replied expressionlessly.

"I don't want to commit meaningless killing, and I don't dislike you. It's just that when I was summoned by the Holy Grail, I received this order to destroy this village and kill all the villagers. With your strength, you could escape with a few people, right?" Demon God Souji said.

"No, there's no way to escape! Even if I could leave, you wouldn't let the other villagers leave, and you would destroy this village," Shirou said.

"Yes, destroying the village is an order. Although I wanted to take a short nap and let everyone escape, I can't. If you don't leave, then I'll have no choice but to kill you," said Demon God Souji.

"Ah, I'm probably really going to be killed this time, but I don't intend to give up without a fight. Although fighting you is painful, I'll try my best not to kill you." Shirou said slowly, holding his sword. "A sword becomes sharper and sharper through repeated sparring and honing. Just like a person, it evolves with each battle against adversity."

By defeating powerful enemies, absorbing their blood and marrow, and adding rare materials, the sword will naturally become stronger and stronger. And like any item, it gets better with use.

Shirou looked at the girl whose face was familiar, but whose other features were completely different, and said...

"Knowing he'll fail and die, why fight? And he even said he wouldn't kill me? What a contradictory man! No... I'm conflicted too. My heart is clearly telling me, 'You're a comrade, I don't want to hurt you.'"

But my body is telling me to 'kill you,' but as soon as the blade is pointed at you, my heart aches again..."Demon God Souji said, clutching her aching chest, her face showing a sadness she herself was unaware of.

Although the Black Mud was suppressed by the flames on her body, it was still an element that constituted her body.

"Ah, it's definitely heartbreaking, because we were supposed to be comrades. I even considered the other you as my little sister. But this time, facing the black mud Heroic Spirit, I really don't want to hurt anyone. But I can't let my comrades' sacrifice be in vain," Shirou said sincerely to the girl.

It was only because Kojiro held him back that he had the opportunity to kill the giant serpent.

Too many people died trying to achieve this, as bandits broke into and killed villagers. Of the seven samurai who came to the village together, only he and Yukino remain.

The human body is too fragile, so people seek ways to become stronger and to protect humanity, which is why the swords in their hands become sharper and sharper.

Correspondingly, Shirou's sword, having slain numerous demons and giant snakes, absorbed evil energy, demonic power, and resentment, eventually transformed into a demonic sword.

When he was modifying the weapon, he incorporated a broken horn from a demon into the sword, giving it the ability to 'absorb' evil energy.

This demonic sword isn't particularly powerful; it's simply sharp. By absorbing different types of blood, it gains greater penetrability to the blood it holds.

Having slain the demon, it will be easier to break through its bones; having absorbed the serpent's blood, it will be able to easily slice through the serpent's body.

If you've been exposed to poison, then you can even cut through poison.

Sharp, ever sharper, until a hair placed on the blade can be cut with a breath; until water can be truly divided when the blade is drawn; until it can cut anything in the world, even the flames of purgatory.

Although this sword still cannot cut through destiny and bring true hope to all mankind, he is prepared to use it to create a new future for this village chief and the villagers.

"Before the final battle, may I say a few words to my disciple?" Shirou asked.

"Go ahead, for your sake, I'll just take a short nap, even just a minute or two is fine," the Demon God Souji replied casually, standing still with his long sword in his arms.

"Yukino!" Shirou shouted to his disciple.

"I'm here, Master!" The black-haired little girl, Yukino, straightened up and answered, her eyes sparkling as she gazed at the man before her.

"You did a great job! You completed the mission and protected the villagers! You're ready to graduate!" Shirou said. "Now, here's your last mission before you graduate! While I'm fighting her, you lead the villagers away from here!"

"Tell them that even the village will suffer significant losses this time, but as long as people are alive, there will always be a way. Tell them to leave the village quickly and leave everything to me!"