Please Play FGO With Me

"That's right. Every time I faced Holmes, the outcome was always my defeat, as if interfered with by the Counter Force or fate. So this time, I decided to absorb Holmes into myself and make him my partner. In other words, the only being who could defeat me has now become my partner. I am invincible now!" Moriarty said with a smile.

"When exactly did you decide to betray us?" Mash asked.

"If I had to say, it was just now," Moriarty replied with a smile.

"What is going on?" Jeanne d'Arc asked.

Moriarty continued:

"The Shinjuku we're in now is a fragment cut from countless worlds, completely unrelated to the Human Order. As a result, this place has become a City of Phantoms. Whether it's a fusion of Phantom Spirits and Heroic Spirits, or Phantom Spirits with each other, such a thing would likely be impossible anywhere outside this world.

But here, Baal and I formed an alliance for our own purposes. Baal's goal was to kill you, Master, while mine was to surpass Holmes. With goals that were almost impossible, like 'phantoms,' I, as a human, and Baal, as a Demon God, formed an alliance! This is the 'Phantom Demon Alliance'."

"So you planned this from the beginning? And none of us noticed? How foolish!" Artoria said angrily.

"No, his Spiritron Dress was indeed damaged at first. That's true," Shirou said, having confirmed this with his Mystic Eyes.

"Yes, the reason I could deceive you all, and deceive Holmes, wasn't because of any outstanding acting skills. It was because I reset myself completely, shedding my memories, my malice, and cultivating benevolence. Baal also erased his memories and became the former me, the evil Moriarty. Meanwhile, I fought alongside you, giving my all to help you overcome the difficulties. So, Master, you don't need to lament for not seeing through this," Moriarty said, looking at Gudako.

"I'm just sad!" Gudako said, shaking her head as she looked at Moriarty.

Moriarty looked at the young girl with a complex expression, sighed, and said, "I'm sorry... You are so kind. You're not sad about my betrayal, but sorrowful that I've turned to evil once again..."

Demon Baal spoke, "Moriarty, shall we begin?"

"While I'd say it's futile, it's not entirely so. Let this be our farewell! For the end of your revenge, and the conclusion of my loyalty! Fight!" Moriarty said, raising his coffin-like contraption.

"Leave the Demon Pillars to me! Speaking of which, that black mud Heroic Spirit I fought last time said this was my responsibility. I never expected it would turn out like this..." Shirou said, raising the Scythe of the Grim Reaper.

"I'll help too! This guy! He kicked me! I'm definitely going to grill it into takoyaki this time!" Jeanne d'Arc said furiously.

"Hmph, don't slow me down!" Artoria said, raising her Holy Sword.

"Gudako! I'm counting on your support!" Shirou said.

"Yes! Leave it to me! Senpai!" Gudako shouted, raising her fist.

"Ooh!!!"

After merging with Holmes, Moriarty became incredibly powerful. Behind him, the Demon God Baal transformed into a massive Demon Pillar, exuding a tyrannical aura. It was a cylindrical form with tentacle-like appendages, and countless red eyes opened upon it.

Moriarty unleashed a devastating attack, firing relentlessly with his machine gun and launching artillery shells, while the Demon Pillar widened its eyes and fired a beam of magical energy.

Shirou and the girls dodged rapidly. The tower's already cramped space made it incredibly difficult to deal with such high-powered attacks.

"Damn it! —Excalibur Morgan!!"

"Roar, my fury!"

Artoria and Jeanne d'Arc launched a counterattack together with their Noble Phantasms.

A black energy cannon and raging flames swept towards Moriarty and the Demon Pillar.

"Hmph!" The Demon Pillar actively shielded Moriarty from all damage, letting out a deep, resonant roar, "Hate! Humiliation! Rage! Attacks of this level cannot compare to my three thousand years of resentment!"

The Demon Pillar was about to unleash its 'Burning Rite,' corresponding to its Noble Phantasm. The anger, hatred, and humiliation accumulated over three thousand years seemed to be manifesting at this moment. The magical energy surrounding the tower was being absorbed and gathered, and everyone knew this would be a devastating blow.

"Shirou-senpai, it's dangerous! This is an unprecedentedly powerful magical energy reaction!" Mash warned from Chaldea.

"I can feel it too. This is a violent energy that seems to destroy everything. To defeat such a monster, we'll have to use that move, won't we! Ade!" Shirou said.

"But the situation in this world is a bit delicate right now. Will the conference proceed smoothly?" Ade asked.

"Don't worry about that. I'll open the passage with my Mystic Eyes!" Shirou said.

"Oh! Even though you're Shirou from another world, you're still as reliable as ever! Here I come!" Ade shouted.

The Scythe of the Grim Reaper's form underwent a new change. The Holy Lance Noble Phantasm activated during the fight with the black mud Heroic Spirit was merely its second stage. This time, Shirou was about to display the third stage, fully unleashing the Holy Lance's true power.

The Spear Body emitted a dazzling light. At this moment, the Demon Pillar's absorption of magical energy was interrupted, and all the magical energy in the entire space, the entire Shinjuku, converged towards them.

At this moment, the young man's Mystic Eyes flashed with a seven-colored iridescence. The light in his eyes seemed to break through the confines of this world, connecting to another world. He forcibly opened a passage, establishing a link with an existence from another world that was not accepted by this one, which only allowed 'evil,' and allowed their wills to be transmitted over.

Before these eyes, nothing could become an obstacle. The Holy Lance communicated with the will of the other world.

In a grand hall with a massive round table, besides Kay, who had always resided within the Holy Lance, four other knights in armor appeared.

A young man with a single arm, his hair tied in a small silver braid;

A young man who looked very similar to Gawain, but more youthful;

A knight with black hair, black armor, and a stern expression, the scribe of the round table;

The chief knight with purple eyes and short purple hair;

[Thirteen Restraints Unleashed — Seal Thirteen — Round Table Council Begins — Decision Start!]

[This battle is a battle for survival] — Acknowledged, Kay.

[This battle is a battle against those stronger than oneself] — Acknowledged, Bedivere.

[This battle is not a battle that deviates from humanity] — Acknowledged, Gaharis.

[This battle is a battle to pursue truth] — Acknowledged, Agravain.

[This battle is not a battle against spirits] — Acknowledged, Lancelot.

And then there was...

Chapter 105: Meteorites Fall From the Sky

Artoria stepped forward and placed her hand next to the boy's, together they grasped the Holy Lance of golden light. The girl, as the alternate world counterpart of King Arthur, represented spirit and soul; Shirou's current Spiritron Dress, on the other hand, was cultivated as King Arthur's physical body.

At this moment, the two, with their hearts connected, merged their wills. Spirit, soul, and flesh became one, and in this instant, they earned the Holy Lance's recognition.

With their hands clasped together, the boy and girl raised the Holy Lance and shouted in unison, "This battle is a battle to save the world!!"

[Holy Lance, Anchor]

[Rhongomyniad, the Spear of the Distant Sea————!]

The six seals unfolded, and the Holy Lance transformed into dazzling golden light, charging towards the Demon Pillar and instantly engulfing its massive form.

If the Demon Pillar had spent three thousand years contemplating a way to destroy the world with its 'Spear Body,' then this light was the very origin of that concept. Merely a small part of its power, derived from the 'Anchor of the Storm' used to stabilize the world, unleashed an unprecedented and magnificent might.

A magnificent, sacred, golden radiance shot up into the sky, instantly enveloping all of Shinjuku. Or rather, the small area of Shinjuku was insufficient to contain such brilliant golden light; the world was, for this moment, reduced to a single color.

The light illuminated the dark earth, the pale faces of its inhabitants, and the hearts long shrouded in gloom…

"Woof?" A white dog ran out from a burger shop.

"What… is that the sun?" The residents of the area exclaimed, gazing at the light.

"Ah, God, is this the light of hope?" Ragged thugs and mercenaries dropped their weapons, knelt, and looked up at the sky.

People who had survived by doing evil, upon seeing this light, shed tears in unison.

In that moment, people finally remembered that the world was not merely a bleak and silent expanse of black and gray. They remembered that the sky was blue, the lake was blue, the leaves were verdant, and flowers could be so vibrantly colorful.

The dazzling light lingered in the high heavens for a long time, transforming into snowflake-like luminescence that drifted down from the sky.

This was the final proof of the supreme mysteries of ancient times manifesting in the human world; it was a beam of light from the Tower of Radiance standing at the world's end, shining upon this realm.

It was all over. Faced with the world's brilliance, the Demon Pillar, which had sought to destroy the world, naturally could not resist. Its massive body began to crumble and dissipate.

Shirou and Artoria emerged together from the radiance.

At this moment, the boy was also emitting a faint glow. The pseudo-Spiritron Dress within him had delivered its final blow and reached its limit.

"Goodbye, my sister. I wish you happiness in this world. Goodbye, my partner in this world. Ever since that incident, I fell into a deep slumber, and I never thought I'd see your face again, Shirou." The knight 'Kay,' who had been residing within the Holy Lance, spoke softly and, along with the radiance, returned to his original world.

Within the tower, the Demon Pillar trembled, its massive body shattering and vanishing bit by bit from this world. Fueled by the hatred of Phantom Spirits and other negative energies, Demon Baal, who had lived for three thousand years, finally met its end.

"Hahahaha! I still lost, didn't I? I'm going to die after all! Gudako! I admit your strength surpasses ours! Humiliation, frustration, and rage – just like these past three thousand years, these are the only emotions I've felt. But! Your death was already sealed!"

"What are you talking about?" Gudako asked in astonishment.

"Hahahaha hahahahaha…" The Demon Pillar vanished amidst its mad laughter.

The remaining Demon Pillars from 3000 years ago met their deaths at this moment.

"Is it over…" Moriarty sighed softly.

"You're finished too! You bastard! How dare you betray us!" Jeanne d'Arc glared, her eyes burning with anger.

"No, it is you who are finished, and this planet along with you," Moriarty said softly.

"What's going on?" Shirou asked.

"What! In the sky above Shinjuku! A meteorite!" Da Vinci exclaimed in shock, observing her instruments.

High in the sky, a meteorite pierced the atmosphere, igniting with scorching flames as it hurtled towards Shinjuku.

The Freeshooter, seven bullets forged by a demon: the first six would absolutely hit their target, while the seventh, cursed by the demon, was guaranteed to be fired and would only fly towards the one the shooter loved most.

The seven bullets Moriarty had fired were precisely this meteorite. When it sensed he was in mortal danger, it activated.

However, even so, the demon's bullets would not fire according to Moriarty's intentions.

"That's enough… You truly are rotten to the core. It's like you'd harm yourself just to commit evil? Are there really people in this world who would do anything, regardless of the cost, just to do evil?" Shirou, understanding everything, frowned as he looked at Moriarty.

"Indeed, young man, your perception is sharp. There are two types of wicked people in this world: those who harm others for their own benefit, and those who harm themselves to harm others. Though it's a difficult distinction, in the end, I am the latter," Moriarty said with a self-deprecating smile.

"The first six bullets were not enough to propel the meteorite. Only the seventh could harness the 'demon's' power to forcibly transform the meteorite into a bullet. But to ensure it hit the target, the Demon Baal and I had to make a gamble, clearing my memories, developing a good nature, and fighting alongside Master Gudako. All for this minuscule possibility."

Shirou looked at Moriarty and said, "You, who had lost your memories, helped Gudako, risking your life to save her, and so she gradually became the person most important to you. Therefore, the reason the meteorite is flying towards the Spear Body now is not for any other reason, but because of Gudako."

Moriarty spread his arms wide and declared loudly, "Precisely! The Master is undoubtedly excellent. Your kindness and justice are truly beautiful! Even a great villain like myself was moved by you. But just as sometimes poison must be used to counteract poison to expel toxins, I will use goodness to slay goodness to eradicate evil!"

"Heretical ways!" Artoria felt a deep anger. What meaning was there in such meaningless revenge, other than the destruction of everything?

"You are correct. Heretic, demonic path, Napoleon of Crime – I am James Moriarty! There are still five minutes until the tower loads the magic bullet. As long as Sherlock Holmes does not interfere, my calculations will not be flawed. Everything has concluded!" Moriarty declared.

"Jeanne d'Arc, I'll leave Gudako to you," Shirou said at this moment.

"Shirou? Are you planning to shatter that meteorite? That's a magic bullet empowered by a demon's might! It's too much for you in your current weakened state," Jeanne d'Arc said, grabbing the boy.

"It's alright. When we made our contract, I promised you I wouldn't lie, right? Trust me. After I deal with the meteorite, I'll be back," Shirou said, looking at the silver-haired girl with a light smile.

"Alright, shut up, Assault Girl. We'll handle the meteorite. You stay here and protect Gudako," Artoria interrupted, glaring at the silver-haired girl.

"Cold-blooded Girl, I know what to do without you telling me!" Jeanne d'Arc shot back.

"Gudako, I promised Mashu I'd protect you in her place all the way. But the situation is urgent now, and the meteorite will be dealt with by my and Artoria's Holy Sword. If there are any other problems here, you'll have to find a way to overcome them yourself, can you do that?" Shirou asked, looking at the girl.

The orange-haired girl agreed without hesitation, "Yes! Please, Shirou-senpai, Artoria."

"Good!" Shirou praised, patting the girl's head, then turned to the bearded uncle and asked, "You won't try to harm Gudako anymore, will you?"

"Of course, at this point, I don't need to do anything unnecessary anymore. Hahahaha! If you want to struggle, young man, then struggle all you want," Moriarty said with a wave of his hand and a laugh.

"Ah! Then I'll struggle for you to see!" Shirou said, turning and walking towards the rooftop.

The meteor in the sky descended at tens of thousands of kilometers per hour. As it rubbed against the air in the atmosphere, it emitted a white flash. The rocks below began to burn, turning fiery red, leaving a trail of gray smoke behind them, forming a line thousands of meters long.

Shirou and the blonde girl walked onto the rooftop and reached the edge of the tower, looking up at the terrifying meteor.

It is said that sixty million years ago, in the late Cretaceous period, a giant meteor fell to Earth, causing the extinction of the dinosaurs.

Of course, this meteor was much smaller, and its impact wouldn't be widespread. But the problem was that the only place left in this world was Shinjuku.

Furthermore, this was no ordinary meteor; it was empowered by a demon. Shattering it would not be easy. Even if it were broken, its falling fragments would be enough to reduce Shinjuku to ruins.

"Senpai, there are one hundred seconds until the meteor hits the top of the tower!" Mash, from Chaldea, counted down through a holographic projection.

"Forced transfer, still no luck!" Da Vinci asked nervously.

"We're trying our best! With the appearance of the Freeshooter, teleportation is even more difficult now!" an employee said.

"Shirou, you only get one chance, don't mess it up. You handle the shattering, and I'll clean up the fragments," Artoria said, looking up at the rapidly descending meteor.

"Ah, leave it to me. If it were my past self, it might have been too difficult. But with my current self, I'll kill this mere demon for you to see!" Shirou declared.

He wanted to shatter this meteor. The Mystic Eyes, his magic, and his Inherent Domain – all three were indispensable. But now, with the Holy Grail supplying him with magic, none of that was a problem.

The young man stood on the rooftop, gazing at the sky, his back straight and rigid, chanting:

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

My body is made of steel, My blood is of fire, My blood surges like iron, and my heart is like glass.