Everything Begins Again / The Three Sisters of the Sadako Family

This was the Great Pyramid of God, which had flown out of Earth, absorbed enough sunlight, and then landed again. It fell back down from the atmosphere, and its owner, Pharaoh Osmanthus, was engulfed in flames. His Spirit Origin could not withstand such intense heat, but he managed to return to the ground through his Divine Power and deliver a retaliatory blow to the First Emperor.

This collision unleashed a power surpassing that of the 'Rod of God,' generating a shockwave that swept across the entire island nation. Even in the farthest corners, the aftershocks were felt throughout the buildings.

The golden giant's head and upper body were completely twisted and dented from the impact. Countless parts fell from the sky and crashed to the ground, causing the earth to groan once again and raising clouds of dust.

The gathering of everyone's strength was not merely an act of impulse, but a result of being prepared to die. Everyone was covered in wounds, struggling desperately and unsightly, until they shattered the First Emperor's invincible golden statue! By using the power of all humanity, they finally knocked him off the top of the Tower to the Sky.

Above the half-body remains of the golden giant, at a point resembling a cliff, rests a silver sphere.

This was the First Emperor, who had protected his physical body with a circle formed by the magic of mercury. He made the sphere transparent and looked through it at the chaotic surroundings. The giant dragon and mountain Demonic Beast under the feet of the golden man were trembling and panting slightly. There were no living creatures left; they had probably all been buried by the sandstorm.

The First Emperor said in a deep voice, "Is it over? It's been so many years since I've lost my composure like this."

"No! It's not over yet," a weak but steady male voice replied.

"What! You're still here??" The First Emperor raised his head and looked up, his eyes widening in surprise. He no longer possessed the elegant composure he had displayed before, as if everything was under his control.

Chapter 482 Everything Starts Again

This could not help but shock the First Emperor.

At this moment, apart from the Tower to the Sky, the surrounding area for hundreds of miles has turned into wasteland. Collapsed high-rise buildings, sunken roads, and cars parked haphazardly, some even blown onto rooftops by the shockwave.

Even these two monsters were on the verge of death. Although the mercury Greatsword had disappeared in the impact, they were temporarily unable to move.

But the man stayed there.

If the First Emperor survived on the ruined golden statue thanks to his immortal body and over two thousand years of records, then this man could only rely on his iron will.

At this moment, the First Emperor began to recall something. Even in the world where he had firmly established his rule over the entire earth, there had indeed been such figures, such as in the decades before he had just completed the conquest of the six kingdoms, unified China, and achieved the groundbreaking feat that even the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors had failed to accomplish.

It produced figures like Chen Sheng and Wu Guang who rose up in rebellion, and later there was Liu Bang, a particularly tenacious man who took considerable effort to completely subdue.

Now, whether it's Jing Ke, the man before him, or everyone else here, even that harmless blond fat man, they've all rebelled, exceeding his calculations time and time again.

To accomplish countless things, the First Emperor, who valued his life more than anyone else and pursued immortality, may never have been able to understand those who would persevere for a cause, even at the cost of their lives.

"What exactly drove you to this point?" the First Emperor asked, looking up at the man above him in confusion.

Like steel forged through countless trials and tribulations to reach this point, the white-haired man, Shirou Emiya, wore a tattered cloak. His body and head were ravaged by the explosion, bearing several burns. A large gash on his head caused blood to drip incessantly.

Even so, his arm still clung tightly to the swaying steel bars of the golden giant's mangled body, hanging above and to the side of the First Emperor.

Previously, when the Golden Giant was fighting the Mountain Demonic Beast and the Black Zieg Sieg, he didn't flee like the others. Instead, he hid on the Black Dragon's back and secretly returned to the Golden Giant, remaining in ambush. Even when the Golden Giant was attacked by Osmanthus's air raid, he didn't run out, all for this moment.

Shirou Emiya didn't reply, but silently pulled out his pistol, Kiritsugu's favorite single-shot pistol, and pulled the trigger.

This bullet emitted particles of light, representing the resolve that Shirou Emiya had gained in this world.

The First Emperor looked at the man in astonishment. Half of his white hair was stained with blood, turning the color of flames. His body was covered in wounds, and it was a miracle that he could even stand here. Yet now he was still thinking of rebelling against him.

The Origin Bullet; the golden projectile pierced through the First Emperor's silver protective ring and struck his head.

The First Emperor's eyes lost focus, his center of gravity shifted backward, and he slid off the remains of the golden statue, falling towards the ground.

Shirou released his grip on the steel bar and collapsed where the First Emperor had stood. His eyes were half-open, his eyelids growing heavier and heavier; he was too weak to witness anything more...

He didn't know how much time had passed, but while he was fast asleep, Shirou heard the sound of birds flapping their wings in his ears.

Shirou slowly opened his eyes and saw a clear blue sky. The surroundings seemed to have cleared up after the rain. Then, the head of an eagle, as big as a large dog, peered down at him from above, like a vulture preparing to feast on carrion.

Shirou shuddered and quickly stepped back, sitting up abruptly. He felt a sharp pain, as if all his muscles were breaking, but he could now see clearly what was happening.

"Are you alright, Shirou? I've come to pick you up! Where's that formidable emperor? Was he really smashed to pieces?" The newcomer was Astolfo, a handsome pink-haired boy riding Hippogriff, who looked around curiously and asked.

"Ah... I don't need to worry anymore," Shirou said.

At that moment, Shirou heard a loud laugh from the First Emperor.

"Hahaha! I've lost this time! As agreed, this world is yours. And... Shirou Emiya, see you in another world! Hahaha!"

After saying that, he disappeared again.

"So he's not dead after all..." Shirou sighed.

"Huh? What are you talking about? Who's not dead? Shirou? Huh? Huh? Tell me!" Astolfo asked, seemingly not having heard anything.

"No, by the way, is it alright if I leave Sakura in your care?" Shirou asked.

"What? Just look for yourself and you'll see," Astolfo said, pursing his lips.

Just then, a strong gust of wind blew in. A black dragon flew towards them, with a blond, bearded man sitting on its back, and...

"Mr. Emiya, I have used Dragon Blood to treat Miss Sakura, and her wounds are healed." The black dragon blinked its large eyes and said.

"Thank you, Zieg," Shirou said.

"Senior..." The woman sitting on the back of the black Zieg looked at Shirou, tears welling in her eyes, and said, "I'm so glad you're alright."

"Ah, that's really great," Shirou replied with a light laugh.

Astolfo landed on the black dragon's back with Shirou, then spread his arms and sat on the dragon's back, laughing and saying, "Alright! Afu, mission accomplished!"

"Are the others alright?" Shirou asked.

"Yes, everyone found cover during the assault," Astolfo said.

At this moment, the people who had been lying on the ground to take refuge and then buried by the dust and sand began to crawl out one by one.

"Ugh! My clothes are all filthy!" Luviagelita Edelfelt in frustration, her curly hair covered in dirt.

"Ha, just thinking about how there are still over seventy of these monsters around the world... it's really enough," Rin Tohsaka said, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Jing Ke has already left this place; her chivalrous nature meant she wouldn't be bound to one place for long. Qin Liangyu also gained her freedom after the First Emperor's departure, but she still decided to continue guarding this place.

"But Anna -chan really isn't coming back..." Sakura said sadly.

"Yes, she just went back. She said before that she was happy in this world, so that's enough. That's what I think," Shirou said, gazing at the sky.

Although it came at a terrible cost, people won; the resilient survived and will continue to struggle alongside the world.

The Tower to the Sky has lost its automated operation and the artificial intelligence system that handled its affairs. It has become an ordinary building, and the humans inside are no longer just cogs in the machine. The machine has become a machine, although it still functions. However, in case of unexpected situations, humans are still required to make judgments.

If someone falls into a pit, they can climb out; if a city is destroyed, it can be rebuilt. But it would be terrible if someone lost the right to choose their own life. If someone leaves everything to be controlled by others, then if they fall into a pit, they might be abandoned there; important buildings in the city might be bulldozed and abandoned.

Humanity's fate is no longer in the hands of the tower's masters, but is determined by their own will and their own hands. Whether it ends in tragedy or in a happy ending, humanity has accepted the future it has chosen.

"Waaaah... It's so rare to finally get recognition..."

"My director..."

It seems that this isn't a view that everyone completely agrees with.

"Hahaha! Cheer up, Gordelf! This is a lot of fun!" Astolfo patted Gordolf's back repeatedly.

"Ugh, I can't take this kind of scare a second time!" Gordolf cried out, clutching his head.

"Haha! This world is getting more and more interesting!" Astolfo said with a cheerful laugh.

When the black dragon Zieg carried everyone back to the ground, Shirou and Sakura helped each other down.

"Then I'll head back. The Greater Holy Grail is located inside the inner wall of the world, and someone needs to guard it." Zieg, spoke with the gentle voice of a beautiful young man despite his ferocious and terrifying face.

The black dragon let out a long roar towards the sky, spread its wings, and soared into the heavens, piercing through space.

"Waaah... it's all over..." Gordolf said with a long sigh, his face contorted in grief.

"No, it's not over yet," the white-haired man said.

"Huh?" Gordolf turned his round face in surprise, looking puzzled.

"It's not over yet, it's just a new beginning. From now on, humanity can only rely on itself," Shirou said, gazing at the vast ocean.

After that, some people began to move out of the tower. Humanity no longer regarded it merely as a refuge, but as an ark of hope, a way to reach a safe place and rebuild their homes.

Because of the disappearance of the tower's owner, various towers around the world have fallen into unrest, and some countries have even been plunged into civil war.

However, a powerful nation quickly took over the position of the tower's owner. After gaining full control of the tower, they began to mobilize researchers and vigorously study the construction of this cutting-edge technology, hoping to reproduce it.

But that's all in the future. Right now... people are facing the problems of the present.

Shirou didn't say goodbye to the people and prepared to leave quietly, but the women who knew him caught up with him.

"Wait, where are you going?" Rin Tohsaka and the others rushed over and asked.

"I'm going to Shanghai, China, to study the Tower to the Sky, the closest one to here. I need to thoroughly research the entire tower's structural blueprints. Then I'll return here and continue working until the tower is repaired," Shirou said.

He wanted to atone for his sins and carry on Kiritsugu's legacy by dedicating his life to saving the world and helping those who survive.

"Is that so... then I'll keep you company for a bit..." Rin Tohsaka hesitated for a moment before speaking.

However, at that moment, Sakura walked ahead of her and ran to Shirou with her hands behind her back.

"Sakura..." Shirou looked at the woman who had saved his life.

This time, Sakura didn't just stand by and watch; instead, she chose to take the initiative. She grabbed the man's hand and said with a smile:

"Senior! I saved you, right? So I hope you'll grant me one request! Take me with you! I can also help with repairing machinery."

"Sakura, you won't be happy living with someone like me," Shirou sighed. He understood the woman's feelings. It seemed that the bond between them could not be severed no matter what world they went to. To say that he didn't like this girl would be a lie, but he simply couldn't give her happiness.

"Whether it's fortunate or unfortunate, only the person making the judgment can do so, right?" Sakura said, looking at Shirou with unwavering eyes.

"..." Faced with the woman's resolute demeanor, Shirou was speechless for a moment. Ironically, this strong yet gentle woman was becoming more and more like his type.

"Sure, right, sister?" Sakura said, looking at Luviagelita Edelfelt again.

"Eh..." Luviagelita Edelfelt was startled.

"Wait, Sakura... you should really think about it again, okay?" Rin Tohsaka stammered, trying to stop her.

"Is it okay?" Ying smiled and asked her two older sisters again. Although the women were smiling, for some reason, she felt a sense of pressure emanating from them.

After all, this was someone who had faced the First Emperor directly and even ridden a powerful dragon.

"Um... yes..." Rin Tohsaka conceded defeat.

"Then...we'll go together too..." Luviagelita Edelfelt interjected.

"Sisters! You all have things to do, right?" Sakura interrupted them.

"Yes... Remember to keep in touch with your family often." Luviagelita Edelfelt seemed intimidated by Sakura's imposing manner, waved her hand, and said softly.

No one could do anything about Sakura. Although this woman spoke softly and acted gently and considerately, once she made up her mind, no one could stop her.

So Shirou turned and left without a word, entering the ruins below the stairs of the Tower to the Sky.

Using her Imaginary Magic Shadow Clone, Sakura located the black motorcycle buried in the dust and smiled lightly at Shirou.

Shirou frowned, then reluctantly began cleaning the car and making adjustments and repairs. The woman simply watched with a smile, occasionally handing him a tool.

Shirou got into the car, started the engine, and made a roaring sound. He thought for a moment, then got out of the car, took a hat from a box on the side, and handed it to Sakura.

Sakura took the hat and smiled happily.

Once everything was ready, Shirou started the motorcycle again. The woman straddled it, clinging tightly to the man's waist. The tires screeched against the ground, kicking up a cloud of yellow smoke, and the motorcycle sped off in a westward direction.

Rin Tohsaka, Luviagelita Edelfelt, and the others who saw them off watched them gradually walk away, turning into a Chloe, and finally disappearing from sight.

What the man wants to do will still be very difficult to accomplish, and given his temperament, he will probably still act recklessly from time to time, but as long as the woman is with him, there will definitely be no problem.

The Story of Three Jeanne d'Arc

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Chapter 483 The three sisters of the Sadako family

The body of a former white god, once floating above the universe, is fast asleep, emitting a silver glow that scatters across countless parallel worlds, sowing seeds of his own potential for the future like dandelions.

This is a peaceful and ordinary world, full of youthful energy and laughter. It is a story about three sisters, sometimes gentle and devout, sometimes passionate and youthful, and sometimes innocent and carefree.

Cherry blossoms flutter in the breeze. In this peaceful and comfortable Small Town, there is a small hill, and atop the hill sits a private church-run girls' school that leads directly from kindergarten to university, far removed from the hustle and bustle of the city.

Most of the students there are young ladies from prominent families who have been studying there since kindergarten. There are also excellent students who, through rigorous examinations, become top students and receive full scholarships, thus gaining access to better educational resources.

At the entrance to the campus stands a two-meter-tall Catholic statue of the Virgin Mary, with the Virgin Mary above, selflessly watching over every student and girl here every day.

Outside the school gate, there is a long slope leading down to a coffee shop on the side of the hillside where the ground is almost flat. Every morning, girls passing by can smell the aroma of coffee and freshly baked bread.

At lunchtime, the cafeteria offers a variety of nutritious and delicious Western-style meals and bento boxes for students who are tired of the cafeteria food and want a change of pace. In the afternoon, the cafeteria is filled with the melodious tunes of jazz music, where people can order a cup of black tea or coffee and quietly savor the beauty of the music.

The shop owner was a tall, lean man with reddish-orange hair, probably in his early twenties. He wore a black and white vest and had a gentle, reliable, and reassuring demeanor. With a friendly smile like that of a big brother next door, he greeted customers, "Welcome."

For some reason, people often have the hallucination that they are being greeted with "Welcome home," which leads to all sorts of fantasies, and the more they get to know them, the more they feel a certain longing for it.

Teachers, students, and even nun from the church school would come here whenever they had free time. They would sit at the bar or on the quaint little wooden chairs, order a pastry and a drink, and quietly watch the man wearing an apron tidying up and cleaning the shop.

At this moment, it is early morning with the sun hanging in the east, and small birds are flitting among the trees, sometimes flying to one end and sometimes to the other.