A Hero Simulator in Type-Moon Author: Gou Huo
Synopsis:
Fujimaru Kyoya, seventeen years old, was a transmigrator who had loaded the Hero Simulator.
[You were born as a boy.]
[Your family appeared to be a fallen knightly house. Your father taught you Sword Art, hoping you would draw the Sword in the Stone, become the King of Britain, and defeat the Vile King Vortigern.]
[You failed to draw the Sword in the Stone.]
[You learned the truth about Britain and joined Vortigern's ranks.]
He was the Arch-Nemesis the Knights of the Round Table dared not ignore;
He was the assassin who raised his sword against Gilgamesh;
He was Miyamoto Musashi's old acquaintance, both friend and foe;
He was the successor acknowledged by King Hassan;
"I'm just an ordinary high school student."
During the Fifth Holy Grail War, Fujimaru Kyoya held the Holy Sword and spouted nonsense with a straight face.
What the Hell Was That Noise?
Fujimaru Kyoya, seventeen years old and a student at Hohgitsunohara Academy, was a transmigrator.
Although being transported here had changed his nationality, there was nothing he could do about such an uncontrollable force but accept it. After all, there was nothing supernatural in this world. Human strength was ultimately limited—though the person before him clearly did not understand that.
"Shirou, doesn't your family have a huge house? How did you still manage to hurt yourself while working a part-time job?"
Fujimaru Kyoya looked at the red-haired boy named Emiya Shirou before him. Though he understood his friend's stubbornness, being this obstinate was downright shocking.
"I was just careless..."
"No, someone definitely asked you for help, and you took on work that was beyond what you could handle."
Fujimaru Kyoya saw through the idiot's lie at a glance.
"Shirou, this isn't high jump. Back when you were jumping, you could try again countless times. But once your body is damaged, how are you supposed to start over?"
Fujimaru Kyoya had become friends with Shirou after watching him compete in high jump. He admired Emiya Shirou's refusal to give up, but after becoming friends, he discovered just how unhealthy it was.
This guy was absolutely the sort of person who would sacrifice himself for others.
Fujimaru Kyoya did not think that quality was bad. The problem was that Emiya Shirou thought too little of himself, to the point of practically degrading himself.
That was something no friend could accept.
"Kyo, I've told you about my childhood, right? In that Great Fire, I was the only one who survived."
Emiya Shirou would never forget that Great Fire. His adoptive father had only managed to save him, and because of that, Emiya Shirou wanted to do something.
For the people who had died, he wanted to help more people. That was why he wanted to become an Ally of Justice.
"Precisely because you were the only one left after that Great Fire, you should cherish yourself even more. Shouldn't you live well in this world for the sake of those who died?"
Fujimaru Kyoya's words struck Emiya Shirou's weak point. Seeing that the atmosphere had turned tense, Matou Shinji took his sister to prepare dinner, deliberately leaving the two of them enough space.
Matou Shinji naturally agreed with Fujimaru Kyoya. He had long been unhappy with Emiya Shirou's personality.
"But I..."
Emiya Shirou understood his own flaw as well, but understanding did not necessarily mean he could change. The lives of those who had died in that Great Fire weighed on him so heavily that he could barely breathe.
"Then do it for the sake of me, your friend. Stop taking on things beyond your abilities. Be your Ally of Justice within the limits of what you can do."
Fujimaru Kyoya knew Emiya Shirou's personality would be very difficult to change, but as his friend, he would help however he could.
"Kyo, maybe you're better suited than me to become an Ally of Justice."
Emiya Shirou sighed. Whether it was strength, perseverance, or intelligence, Fujimaru Kyoya surpassed him by far. More importantly, such a person possessed a kind heart as well.
"You're overthinking it. I'm only saying this much because you're my friend. I have no intention of becoming some hero—it's exhausting work with no reward."
Having lived two lives, Fujimaru Kyoya had long since lost any dream of being a hero. He understood that humanity's limits extended only to protecting the people around them.
After leaving those words behind, Fujimaru Kyoya went home.
In this life, he had parents who loved him and a younger sister he needed to protect. Becoming a hero... would simply be irresponsible toward those who loved him.
"Detected that Emiya Shirou has wavered in his resolve to become an 'Ally of Justice.' You have exerted sufficient influence upon this world. Hero Simulator is now loading..."
What the hell was that noise?
A cold voice sounded in Fujimaru Kyoya's mind, startling him. The nearby street was completely empty; there was no one there but him.
"1%... 33%... 66%... 99%... Loading complete."
Had he run into a ghost?
Fujimaru Kyoya repeatedly confirmed that nobody was nearby, but he quickly calmed down. After all, he himself was an existence as unscientific as a transmigrator.
"The simulation will now begin. Please select three birth talents."
Darkness from nowhere enveloped Fujimaru Kyoya. In that pitch-black void where he could not see his own hand, ten spheres of light flew over and circled him.
"So these are the so-called talents?"
No one answered Fujimaru Kyoya. He could only make his choices silently in his heart. The instant he decided, three spheres of light entered his body.
"Blessing of the Holy Sword: You are one blessed by the Holy Sword. A Holy Sword that belongs solely to you awaits somewhere in the world."
"Divine Ancestral Regression: The final resurgence at the end of the Age of Gods. You possess extraordinarily powerful physical abilities, while both the quality and quantity of your Magic Circuits have reached the level of heroes from the Age of Gods."
"Instinct: The ability to instantly determine the best course of action in battle, even reaching a realm akin to 'predicting the future.'"
Since Fujimaru Kyoya could not see inside the spheres of light, choosing talents was no different from opening blind boxes. He had no idea whether his luck was good, because there was too much here that he could not understand.
"The Age of Gods, Holy Swords, Magic Circuits, predicting the future... what is all this?"
Unfortunately, this Hero Simulator seemed to have no beginner's guide at all. It did not answer Fujimaru Kyoya's questions and merely continued operating on its own.
"Talents confirmed. Beginning scenario import: Conflict of the Two Dragons."
[You were born.]
[You were a boy from a fallen knightly family. Your father taught you Sword Art, hoping that one day you would draw a certain sword.]
[As you grew older, you displayed strength far beyond that of your peers. You could see your parents' expectations for you growing ever stronger.]
[Talent "Divine Ancestral Regression" awakened: Your Strength, Mana, Endurance, and Agility greatly increased, and you obtained Magic Resistance.]
[Among those your age, you had no opponents. Even your father could no longer offer you any guidance in Sword Art.]
[Just when you were beginning to feel bored, you encountered a troublesome peer. He had long golden hair and looked like a woman, yet you instinctively regarded him as a man.]
[You suffered your first defeat in life. You learned that his name was Artorius and obtained the status "Arch-Nemesis."]
[Status "Arch-Nemesis": You regard the person who defeated you for the first time as your Arch-Nemesis. Your combat power increases when fighting him.]
[Today was the Day of the King's Selection. Urged on by your parents, you attempted to draw the Sword in the Stone.]
You Are Not Qualified, Not Qualified
"Lloyd, you will definitely be able to draw the Sword in the Stone. Then you can lead the Celts to defeat that Vile King."
Listening to the man's instructions before him, Fujimaru Kyoya casually agreed but did not take them to heart. At this point, 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 possibly not know something famous throughout the world?
What he could not make sense of was the current situation.
He still remembered being Fujimaru Kyoya, a transmigrator attending school in Japan, yet the memories of this life as Lloyd were equally real.
"What exactly happened?"
Fujimaru Kyoya had asked himself that question constantly over the years. If not for the panel that only he could see, he might even have believed 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 Twilight of the Age of Gods manifested within you. Magecraft after the Age of Gods found it difficult to inflict effective harm upon you. Riding: A Exceptional Riding skill. Whether ancient or modern means of transportation, you could learn to operate them without instruction. You could not ride Fantasy Species at the level of magical beasts or holy beasts. Instinct: A The ability to instantly determine the best course of action in battle, even reaching a realm akin to 'predicting the future.' Divine Ancestral Regression: A+ The final resurgence at the end of the Age of Gods. You possessed extraordinarily powerful physical abilities, while both the quality and quantity of your Magic Circuits had reached the level of heroes from the Age of Gods. Blessing of the Holy Sword: Not acquired Arch-Nemesis: You regarded the boy named Artorius as your Arch-Nemesis. Your attributes increased when fighting him.
Fujimaru Kyoya had repeatedly confirmed that only he could see this panel. It was proof that he existed as Fujimaru Kyoya.
This was merely a scene simulated by the Hero Simulator. Once this scenario ended, he should be able to return.
Fujimaru Kyoya slowly walked toward the Sword in the Stone. He was not King Arthur, so naturally he could not draw this sword, but since he was already here, he might as well try.
[You approached this Sword of Selection. Though you already knew the answer, you still intended to try.]
[You gripped it, but you could not draw it.]
[You were not qualified, not qualified. Because you were not qualified, you were not qualified.]
It would not budge.
Based on his experience, Fujimaru Kyoya should have been able to pull it out, yet it felt as though something was missing from him. This sword simply did not acknowledge him.
That alone would have been fine. After all, he was not King Arthur. He had only come here with the mindset of making a pilgrimage to a Holy Land.
But what was with that tone from the simulator? It was too much to bear.
Fujimaru Kyoya circulated his Mana and guided it into the Sword in the Stone. This time, he was going all out.
[You refused to give up and used all your Mana. During this process, you sensed a change in how Mana was used and obtained the talent "Mana Burst (Water)."]
[Talent "Mana Burst" awakened: The technique of releasing Mana outside the body to control flowing water. The sharpness of rapidly flowing water surpassed everyone's imagination.]
[You used your full strength, but the Sword in the Stone still did not move an inch.]
Fine, he'd give up.
Seeing that the Sword in the Stone remained completely still, Fujimaru Kyoya decided not to stay any longer. The sun was already setting, so King Arthur probably would not come here today.
Although the Sword in the Stone was a good weapon, he himself had the Blessing of the Holy Sword. He was bound to obtain a Holy Sword in his life, so why force himself to pursue the Sword in the Stone?
"It is a pity, though. I didn't get to see King Arthur."
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