In Type-Moon, I Have a Hero Simulator

In Type-Moon with a Hero Simulator by Gou Huo

Introduction:

Fujimaru Kyoya, 17 years old, is a transmigrator who has loaded the Hero Simulator.

[You are born as a boy.]

[Your family appears to be a fallen knight lineage. Your father teaches you swordsmanship, hoping you will pull the Sword in the Stone to become the King of Britain and crusade against the Vile King Vortigern.]

[You do not pull the Sword in the Stone.]

[You learn the truth about Britain and join the ranks of Vortigern.]

He is the arch-nemesis the Knights of the Round Table dare not ignore;

He is the assassin who swung his blade at Gilgamesh;

He is the old acquaintance of Miyamoto Musashi, both friend and foe;

He is the successor acknowledged by King Hassan;

"I'm just an average high school student."

During the Fifth Holy Grail War, Fujimaru Kyoya holds the Holy Sword and spouts nonsense with a straight face.

Chapter 1: What the Hell Was That Noise?

Fujimaru Kyoya, 17 years old, student at Hohgitsunohara Academy, is a transmigrator.

Although his nationality changed due to the transmigration, he could only accept what he could not change. After all, this world didn't have any supernatural phenomena, and human strength was ultimately limited—though the person before him didn't seem to understand that logic.

"Shirou, doesn't your family have a big house? How did you manage to get yourself hurt just from working a part-time job?"

Fujimaru Kyoya looked at the red-haired boy named Emiya Shirou. While he understood his friend's stubbornness, being this pigheaded was bordering on the absurd.

"It was just an accident..."

"No, you definitely took on work you couldn't handle just because someone asked you for a favor."

Fujimaru Kyoya saw through the fool's lie at a glance.

"Shirou, this isn't high jump. You could redo your high jumps countless times, but how do you redo it once your body is damaged?"

Fujimaru Kyoya had become friends with Emiya Shirou after watching him high jump; he admired Emiya Shirou's indomitable spirit, but only after becoming friends did he realize the pathology within it.

This guy was absolutely the type to sacrifice himself for others.

Fujimaru Kyoya didn't think this quality was bad, but Emiya Shirou held himself in such low regard that it bordered on self-debasement.

This was something he could not accept as a friend.

"Kyoya, I told you about my childhood, right? I was the only one who survived that fire."

Emiya Shirou would never forget that fire. His foster father had only saved him, and because of that, Emiya Shirou felt compelled to do something.

For the sake of those who died, he wanted to help more people, which was why he wanted to become a Justice Partner.

"Precisely because you are the only one left from that fire, you should cherish yourself even more and live well in this world for the sake of those who died, shouldn't you?"

Fujimaru Kyoya's words struck at the heart of Emiya Shirou's dilemma. Seeing the atmosphere sour, Matou Shinji took his sister to go cook, intentionally leaving enough space for the two of them.

Matou Shinji naturally agreed with Fujimaru Kyoya's words; he himself had been annoyed by Emiya Shirou's personality for a long time.

"But I..."

Emiya Shirou understood his own flaws, but understanding didn't necessarily mean he could change. The lives of those who died in that fire weighed on him until he couldn't breathe.

"Then, even if it's just for the sake of me, your friend, stop doing things beyond your capabilities. Be your Justice Partner within the limits of your own power."

Fujimaru Kyoya knew this personality of Emiya Shirou's was extremely difficult to change, but as a friend, he would help where he could.

"Kyoya, you might be more suited to be a Justice Partner than I am."

Emiya Shirou sighed. Whether it was martial prowess, perseverance, or wisdom, Fujimaru Kyoya far surpassed him. More importantly, such a person also possessed a kind heart.

"You're overthinking it. I only said so much because you're my friend. I would never take on a thankless role like being a hero."

As someone who had lived two lives, Fujimaru Kyoya had long since abandoned any hero dreams. He understood that the limit of humanity was, at most, protecting those around you.

Leaving those words behind, Fujimaru Kyoya headed home.

In this life, he had parents who loved him and a younger sister he needed to protect. Becoming a hero or something similar... would simply be irresponsible to those who loved him.

"Detected that Emiya Shirou's resolve as a 'Justice Partner' has wavered. You have exerted a significant influence on this world. Hero Simulator is loading..."

What the hell was that noise?

A cold voice echoed in Fujimaru Kyoya's mind, startling him. The nearby street was completely empty; there was no one else besides him.

"1%... 33%... 66%... 99%... Loading complete."

Did I run into a ghost?

Fujimaru Kyoya checked his surroundings repeatedly to ensure no one was there, but he quickly calmed down. After all, he himself was an unscientific existence—a transmigrator.

"Simulation starting now. Please select three birth talents."

Darkness from an unknown source enveloped Fujimaru Kyoya. In the pitch-black void, ten spheres of light flew in and circled around him.

"Is this what they call talent?"

No one answered Fujimaru Kyoya. He could only make his choice silently in his heart. The moment he made his selection, three spheres of light submerged into his body.

"Blessing of the Holy Sword: You are one blessed by the Holy Sword. A holy sword belonging solely to you awaits you in some corner of the world."

"Divine Ancestral Regression: The final counterattack of the twilight of the Age of Gods. You have gained immense physical prowess, and the quality and quantity of your Magic Circuits have reached the level of heroes from the Age of Gods."

"Instinct: The ability to instantly judge the best course of action during combat, capable of reaching the realm of 'predicting the future'."

Because Fujimaru Kyoya could not see inside the spheres of light, choosing these talents was no different from opening a blind box. He did not know if his luck was good or bad, as there were too many things here he did not understand.

"Age of Gods, Holy Sword, Magic Circuits, predicting the future... what are all these?"

Unfortunately, this Hero Simulator seemed to lack any sort of beginner tutorial. It would not answer Fujimaru Kyoya's words, merely operating on its own accord.

"Talents confirmed. Commencing import of scenario Conflict of the Two Dragons."

[You are born.]

[You are a boy from a fallen knight family. Your father teaches you swordsmanship, hoping that in the future, you will be able to pull out a certain sword.]

[As you grow older, you display strength far exceeding your peers. You see your parents' expectations for you growing ever more intense.]

[Talent "Divine Ancestral Regression" awakened: Your Strength, Mana, Endurance, and Agility have been greatly enhanced, and you have gained Magic Resistance.]

[Among your peers, you have no rivals. Even your father can no longer offer you any guidance in swordsmanship.]

[Just as you begin to feel bored, you encounter a troublesome peer. He has long golden hair; despite having the appearance of a woman, you subconsciously perceive him as a man.]

[You suffer the first defeat of your life. You learn the other's name is Artorius. You gain the status "Arch-Nemesis".]

[Status "Arch-Nemesis": You view the person who defeated you for the first time as your arch-nemesis. Your combat power increases when clashing with them.]

[Today is the Day of the King's Selection. Urged on by your parents, you attempt to pull the Sword in the Stone.]

Chapter 2: You are not qualified, not qualified

"Lloyd, you will surely be able to pull out the Sword in the Stone and lead the Celts to defeat that Vile King."

Fujimaru Kyoya listened to the instructions of the man before him. He agreed offhandedly but did not take it to heart. By now, he had finally figured out what era this was.

The legend of the Sword in the Stone, the story of King Arthur—how could he not know such globally household names?

What he couldn't understand, however, was the current situation.

He still remembered that he was Fujimaru Kyoya, a transmigrator attending school in Japan, yet the memories of this life, named Lloyd, were not false either.

"What is happening?"

For years, Fujimaru Kyoya had asked himself this repeatedly. If not for the panel that only he could see, he might have even thought the memories of his previous two lives were fake.

Name: Lloyd

Gender: Male

Strength: B

Endurance: A

Agility: B

Mana: B

Luck: E

Noble Phantasm: Not acquired

Magic Resistance: A

The Twilight of the Age of Gods manifests upon you. Magic from after the Age of Gods struggles to inflict effective damage upon you.

Riding: A

Excellent riding technique. Whether it is ancient or modern transportation, you can learn it without a teacher. You cannot ride Fantasy Species of the level of magical beasts or holy beasts.

Instinct: A

The ability to instantly judge the best course of action during combat, capable of reaching the realm of 'predicting the future'.

Divine Ancestral Regression: A+

The final counterattack of the twilight of the Age of Gods. You have gained immense physical prowess, and the quality and quantity of your Magic Circuits have reached the level of heroes from the Age of Gods.

Blessing of the Holy Sword: Not acquired

Arch-Nemesis: You view the youth named Artorius as your arch-nemesis. Your attributes increase when engaging him in battle.

Fujimaru Kyoya had confirmed time and again that this panel could only be seen by him. This was the proof of his existence as Fujimaru Kyoya.

This was merely a scene simulated by the Hero Simulator. As long as this scenario ended, he should be able to return.

Fujimaru Kyoya walked slowly toward the Sword in the Stone. He was not King Arthur, so naturally, he could not pull out this sword, but since he was already here, he might as well give it a try.

[You approach this Sword of Selection. Although you already had the answer, you still intend to try.]

[You grasp it, but you are unable to pull it out.]

[You are not qualified, not qualified. Because you are not qualified, you are not qualified.]

It wouldn't budge.

Based on his own experience, Fujimaru Kyoya should have been able to pull it out, yet it felt as if something was missing from him; he simply wasn't recognized by this sword.

Actually, that was fine; after all, he wasn't King Arthur, and coming here to pull the sword was merely a "pilgrimage" of sorts.

It was just that the tone of this simulator was infuriating—truly, it was unbearable.

Fujimaru Kyoya circulated his magical energy, channeling it into the Sword in the Stone; this time, he was going to give it his all.

[You refuse to give up and exert your full magical power. In the process, you perceive a change in how you manipulate magic, gaining the talent "Mana Burst (Water)".]

[Talent "Mana Burst" awakened: A technique to release magic outside the body to control flowing water. The sharpness of high-speed flowing water exceeds everyone's imagination.]

[You use your full strength, but the Sword in the Stone remains completely unmoved.]

Fine, I give up.

Seeing that the Sword in the Stone wouldn't budge, Fujimaru Kyoya decided not to stay here any longer. With the sun now setting, he figured King Arthur wouldn't be coming here today.

Although the Sword in the Stone was a fine weapon, he possessed the Blessing of the Holy Sword himself and was destined to obtain a holy sword in his lifetime. Since that was the case, why force himself to take the Sword in the Stone?

"It's just a pity that I didn't get to see that King Arthur."