The Girl Named Sakura / Matou Sakura's World

"You piece of shit! Then go die! I've had my eye on you for a long time, especially your black hair!" Angra Mainyu said, as the Black Mud behind him rose high, surging and threatening to crash down at any moment, shattering everything on the ground.

"Ah, I actually think so too," Shirou retorted sharply.

Perhaps due to the principle of repulsion between like sexes, he seems destined to have a difficult time getting along with his other self. The red Emiya, the black Emiya, the white Emiya, the Emiya from other timelines, or this Angra Mainyu with his own memories.

While being different is absolutely correct, we must still proceed cautiously, even if it means feeling our way across the river. For a better future, we must move forward – that's human nature.

Life is not a business transaction. When faced with a crisis, the focus should not be on cutting losses. It should never be about abandoning some people first and then pursuing a result that is not so good, but not too bad either.

A holy white light shone from Shirou, creating a stark contrast with the overwhelming darkness behind Angra Mainyu.

Battle is about to break out!

Chapter 402 The Girl Named Sakura

"Do you even understand that even if it wasn't me, someone else would still do it?" Angra Mainyu said, looking down at the boy.

"Ah, I don't deny it," Shirou agreed. In fact, in Chaldea's first mission, Singularity F, the boss was Artoria, summoned by the Black Holy Grail, and his shadow also existed.

The black mud above the sky writhed like a living Black Mud, flowing out of the void and gradually gathering into an ocean. Above Fuyuki City, to ordinary people, it might just appear as a cloud of black mud being blown about, a sign that a heavy rain was about to fall. But no one knew that what was falling was not rain, but a black tsunami.

At such a height, the sheer force of the impact alone could destroy more than half of the city. Even more terrifying, this cursed magical soil would devour and burn everything it touched. In less than fifteen minutes, Fuyuki City would be reduced to a ruin engulfed in flames.

"Then die! I'll make sure you're just another part of the necessary sacrifice, and I'll kill you cleanly and efficiently." Angra Mainyu waved his hand as he watched Shirou, and the Black Mud ocean behind him poured down, the black waves like the palm of a giant, crashing down on the ground centered on the church with the force of destruction.

At that moment, Shirou calmly Projection a sword, held it high above his head with his right hand, blade pointing upwards.

This is a divine sword forged by a mortal who reached the level of Crafting God, using the same materials and modeled after the Ame no Murakumo no Tsurugi.

At this moment, the avatar created by God is held in his hand, fighting for the people of Fuyuki City.

This sword was not forged to cut through ordinary objects or to achieve sharpness.

This sword was not forged to uphold righteousness or slay Spirit artifact.

This sword has only one goal: to shatter humanity's destiny and rewrite that inescapable fate.

Its inscription reads: --Tsumikiri Muramasa!

The crimson sword, burning with flames, was raised high in Shirou's hand, now bathed in a layer of white light. This light shot into the sky, and the blade stretched for tens of meters... no, hundreds of meters, and continued to rise, piercing through the dense clouds.

It surpassed the vast Black Mud sea and rose to the highest point of all the Black Mud seas that the light could reach.

"You damned brat! I am evil! But evil is necessary! Humans are evil too! This world is not as simple as you think! To survive, evil is also necessary!" Angra Mainyu roared. He sensed the danger of the white beam of light and knew he could not hesitate any longer, so he charged down without hesitation.

"Then I will let all of humanity, with its mix of good and evil, live on! No one should be sacrificed! Absolutely!" Shirou shouted, swinging down the blade of the pillar of light. Shirou's sword cleaved through destiny, determined to forge a new future for this world.

The white light struck the surging black tsunami, like a crack of light opening in a black gate, finding an exit of light in a dark, lightless cave.

The Black Mud that touched the light vanished, as if evaporated or swallowed up. Then the light grew larger and larger, eventually engulfing the entire tsunami.

Light finally covered all the Black Mud, and a light rain began to fall from the sky.

Gudako caught the falling raindrops in her hand; they were just tiny, grayish-black droplets, like diluted gray beads.

"Angra Mainyu, I'm still here, so I don't need your compromised salvation." Shirou silently watched the shattered desolation in the sky, and after a while, he spoke firmly.

Angra Mainyu plummeted from the bright sky, his body cleaved in two. Before disappearing, he whispered, "Hmph, if you want to stop me, then do as you please. Go to another world, to where Sakura... that girl is. The Holy Grail has already sent Servant there."

"I understand, thank you." Shirou nodded.

Because of Angra Mainyu's disappearance, the summoned beings also began to disappear one by one.

Kirei Kotomine's body began to melt, returning to the black soil. After losing contact with the inner world, he gradually disappeared.

The man showed no panic whatsoever; instead, he smiled and looked at the young boy and girl, saying:

"Hehehe, I am already dead, but as long as there are beings who share my interests, I will not disappear. Perhaps one day soon, someone will still use my body. Let us look forward to meeting again then."

"Even if you get out, I'll send you back to hell!" Tohsaka said.

"Is everything... over?" Gudako looked up at the sky and asked in confusion.

This is a battle where it's unclear whether it's the right thing to do, but even so, people still choose the path they see and struggle forward.

"Ah," Shirou replied slowly.

The black ocean in the sky had vanished, leaving only a patch of dark, blackened clouds. It had only rained briefly. Most of the Black Mud that had been cleaved by the sword light had disappeared, at most becoming dust mixed in with the fine raindrops, and posed little further harm to the world.

"Let's go home first," Tohsaka said.

"Great! My stomach has been rumbling for ages!" Gudako raised both hands in approval.

Afterwards, they went to the cave at the entrance to the Greater Holy Grail and found the undead who provided energy to the Servant. Rin Tohsaka was responsible for contacting them, and the deceased priests of the Church of the Holy See also needed to be notified. They were to be dealt with quietly before the matter was discovered and escalated by the public.

As agreed, Shirou was also responsible for restoring Rin Tohsaka's villa and all the destroyed treasures without the common people noticing anything amiss. So he disguised it as if the villa had been damaged by lightning during a rainy day and was now being renovated.

A few more days passed.

Shirou and Tohsaka went into the kitchen to cook, while Gudako lazily lay on the sofa, playing on her phone.

Then one day, Gudako received a summons from Chaldea and left this world.

"Well, we'll meet again someday, so... you should go too," Rin Tohsaka said, looking at Shirou.

"But what about here?" Shirou asked.

"Ah, that's no longer a concern. As long as I'm here, the Tohsaka household isn't in decline. Besides, both the Mage's Association and the Church of the Holy See have to give Master Tohsaka face. I won't suffer any losses," Tohsaka said with a smile.

"So you're going to train here from now on?" Shirou asked doubtfully. When it comes to researching and practicing Magecraft, the Emiya family's resources are far inferior to those of the Tohsaka household.

"No! I need to step up my game too. So after you leave, I'll finish up my business and head to the Clock Tower. I've done some business with agents over the years, so I have some savings. And... I also know some dirt on Luviagelita Edelfelt. I'll just squeeze a little money out of the rich guy there, write a few advanced papers, and I'll find a way to get the resources for cultivation." Tohsaka said with a light laugh, looking confident. She already had a plan in mind for how to stage an accident and rip off a sucker.

"Hahaha..." Shirou a helpless dry laugh.

"Go, Shirou. Sakura needs help right now. When you get to that world, take good care of her for me. Once I've completed my training in the Second Magic and am able to break through the barriers between worlds myself, I'll come to find you in person. Whether it's the past life or this life, no matter how many worlds we're separated by, Sakura is my sister, and she'll always be my family. That fact will never change."

"Ah, I think so too. Tohsaka and Sakura are both important family members to me." Shirou looked sincerely at the handsome girl and chuckled as he echoed her.

Rin Tohsaka looked at the boy in surprise, her face flushing as she said, "Wh... what? I was talking about Sakura! Not you."

"Huh? Who was it that said they wanted to adopt me and make me change my surname to Tohsaka?" Shirou asked, amused.

"Stop nagging! Baka! If you're going to leave, then hurry up and leave!" Rin Tohsaka shouted, her face flushed with anxiety, as she punched Shirou on the shoulder.

After that, the Gate of Light opened, Shirou entered the next world.

The girl could only pray that everything would go well, that her younger sister in another world wouldn't suffer. She knew nothing about this unknown world; what kind of world was Sakura living in?

Perhaps it was all wrong from the start. When someone else decided the girl's fate, everything was already predetermined. The girl passively accepted the arrangements made by others, which led to a tragic outcome.

Her father did love her, although that love brought her devastating pain. Even now, when she thinks about it, she still feels a faint, throbbing pain, even though she is a newborn and healthy woman.

But what a misfortune it would be for a child born into Magecraft family to watch others possess amazing abilities and pursue the origins of magic while he himself could only watch helplessly, unable to do anything. Especially since this child also possesses extraordinary talent.

However, only one Magic Crest can be passed down to future generations. Perhaps those Magecraft family with a thousand-year history can cultivate branch families, but the Tohsaka household has not accumulated enough resources to provide two geniuses who can perform at the same time.

Magic Crest are organs that have been passed down through generations, recording the Magecraft techniques practiced by ancestors. It is no easy feat for them to be perfectly passed down to future generations.

Therefore, Tokiomi Tohsaka, as Magecraft, entrusted his youngest daughter to other Magecraft families that needed successors for her sake.

On that night in her past life, her father led her to the Matou mansion.

The door opened automatically.

Then the girl saw this scene.

Insects... A rustling sound came from the walls and dark corners. Insects were everywhere, strange insects, whose names I didn't know, with their sucker-like mouths wide open, slimy insects. The floor was wet, and liquid dripped from the ceiling from time to time.

This is the nest of insects, the hatchery for various kinds of insects.

Then a gloomy, hunchbacked old man, whose age was hard to discern, walked over unhurriedly, leaning on a wooden cane that was round at the top and pointed at the bottom.

"Ah, it's understandable to be scared when you see all this for the first time, but you'll get used to it quickly once you inherit the Magecraft here. Sakura, from now on, this will be your new home," her father said at the time.

The girl wasn't willful or the kind of person who would cause adults trouble, so she just trembled slightly with tears in her eyes, but didn't cry out. But when her father turned and left, from that moment on, she had no more connection with the Tohsaka household, and instead became Sakura Matou.

If she had cried and begged her father to take her home, telling her family she didn't want to inherit Magecraft and just wanted to be an ordinary person, could she have avoided the torment and suffering that followed?

A girl with such a submissive personality can't be alone; she needs someone by her side. Even if they can't save her, just being there for her is enough.

If a trustworthy person had been there for her, offering a helping hand in time, things might have been different. But it was all too late...

It would be a lie to say that I felt no jealousy towards my genius older sister.

The girl both loved and envied her genius older sister, her only family member in the world. Unlike herself, the older sister was a star who was the focus of attention for the entire school. Whenever she entered the school, she would receive a lot of attention.

The young lady of the Tohsaka household is beautiful, intelligent, and elegant. She is admired by boys and trusted by girls. Despite being a tomboy with a fiery temper, she is a master of pretense and a complete idiot when it comes to machines.

Of course, the girl loved her older sister the most. But the undeniable fact was... everything the girl had was taken away because of this older sister.

Her surname, her family, and finally, even her most precious memories—she would take them all away. On the afternoon she entered junior high school, she secretly watched the red-haired boy striving to reach an impossible height, leaping higher and higher. That sight inspired the then heartbroken girl to persevere; it became a treasure for her entire life.

At first, she just thought the boy was stupid and was only asking for trouble.

But seeing him take on challenges time and time again, never giving up, she suddenly felt something melt inside her; she had indeed found redemption in that boy.

So when my older sister appeared next to my senior, I definitely found her an eyesore.

"Grandpa also said that my sister's attributes are more suitable for the Matou family. If possible, I really want my sister to experience all of them. What about my experience?" Whenever the girl endured the excruciating pain caused by the worms inside her body, she would involuntarily think this.

But now, in this world, without elders or older sisters, I always feel incredibly lonely...

In the moonlit castle, a purple-haired girl rests her head on her arm on a jade throne, dreaming a distant dream.

The girl looked to be only seven or eight years old. She rested her chin on her hand, gently raising her head to gaze at the moon in the sky. At her feet knelt more than a dozen bodies of Servant shrouded in black mist. All of them were covered in wounds, and their hands and feet were bound to the ground by black ribbons, unable to move.

In this life, she was incredibly free, retaining the power of her previous life. She was no longer threatened, and no one could force her, yet she felt lonelier than ever before.

"Tonight is going to be another long night..." the purple-haired loli said, stroking the small, purple-white, fluffy beast sitting on her lap.

"Fou..." The little beast wagged its tail, raised its head like the girl, and gazed wistfully at the moonlit sky.

Chapter 403 Sakura Matou's World

Sakura lived alone in this world, a peaceful and tranquil world where there were no major conflicts between countries, and no Magecraft or Holy Grail War that girls hated.

The girl appeared here as an orphan who lost her family in an accident. Her parents left her a sufficient inheritance, plus insurance compensation, enough for her to live a comfortable and carefree life.

There are no other relatives, so there is no issue of dividing the property. The mortgage on the house they live in has been paid off, so only a portion needs to be set aside as inheritance tax, and everything will be inherited by the girl.

However, she has to live alone and is under the guardianship of government-supported agencies.

The girl was probably the same age as before she left the Tohsaka household. She had her ID, property, savings, and her wardrobe was full of clothes to change into, ranging from loungewear to Western-style dresses, all in colors she liked that weren't too flashy—simple yet not outdated, retaining her pure beauty.

Open the refrigerator, and you'll find a week's worth of groceries. The freezer also has canned goods for emergencies. The kitchen counter isn't too high, and the utensils are all small, so you can easily cook by standing on a small stool. There's also a sink for children, ensuring a comfortable living environment.

It was as if someone had moved her house and meticulously prepared everything she needed.

The city where the girl lives is an ordinary little city. In spring, cherry blossoms bloom on both sides of the road. In summer, if you want to go to the beach, you can drive or take a tram, which takes only half an hour.

Autumn brings a variety of local delicacies. The girl happens to live in Small Town very close to the mountain farms and the harbor; the shopping street is less than a ten-minute walk from her home, where vegetables and seafood are very affordable.

There will be a few light snowfalls in winter, but not enough to disrupt traffic or cause inconvenience.

There was no hustle and bustle of big cities here, and the neighbors were very kind and friendly to her; it was definitely a place she would like.

However, this was a completely unfamiliar environment, with no acquaintances. Although it was also a country, there was no Fuyuki on this land; it was a world with absolutely no connection to anyone.

The only thing the girl brought into this world was the red ribbon she always wore on her head, a gift from her older sister when she was little. She always carried it with her, and perhaps that's why it has survived.

But even if the objects of memory remain, the people in those memories are gone.

A new world, a new home, a new beginning.

She can attend a new school here, make new friends, and freely pursue the things she wants to do, but she always feels like something is missing, a void in her heart, yet she can't figure out why.

Time is the best healer. Although she can't forget everything from her past life, she will gradually get used to it over time.

Waiting, a long wait, enduring all the pain and grievances, until all of this is over, and then smiling as she walks up to the person she cares about—this is exactly what the girl was best at in her past life.

But in this world, there is only the girl, no pain, no one important to her, just a lonely person.

Senior... where are you? Will you come back to see me? I still feel so lonely...

It was a rainy afternoon, with dark clouds covering the sky. The raindrops pelted the large yellow umbrella, bouncing off and landing in puddles on the ground. The little rain boots stepped over them, creating ripples that spread outwards.

Purple-haired girl carrying a red satchel walked home alone.

Because Sakura is an orphan who inherited her family fortune, she lives independently under the protection of government child welfare agencies and, of course, attends school.

Since she was of primary school age, although there was no longer any academic support available, the girl still chose the primary school closest to her home and enrolled in it so as not to cause trouble for the adults in the support agency.

She didn't try to pretend or show off; she simply lived a quiet and low-key campus life. In the teachers' eyes, she was a quiet and obedient female student who didn't talk much.

He interacted with the children's classmates in a normal way, while maintaining an appropriate distance.

If nothing unexpected happens, the girl might just live out her life peacefully alone.