Sharpen your scissors, cut your elbows~~ (cont.)

In UBW, Red A is undoubtedly Shirou Emiya's opposite, but at the same time, he is also Shirou Emiya's mentor.

As is typical in movies and TV dramas, the protagonist will inevitably learn the mentor's secret weapon.

What is Red A's secret weapon?

That's exactly what Reality Marble!

Knowing this doesn't stop the audience from wanting to watch!

In most business stories, viewers know the ending from the beginning, but that doesn't stop them from enjoying such stories.

Of course, this is all predicated on the story being told well.

The same story, told by different people, can evoke completely different feelings in the listener.

This can be seen by looking at the difference between the theatrical release and the director's cut of Justice League.

Shinji may not be considered a film master yet, but the stories he tells have never disappointed audiences.

If you really want to evaluate the script of UBW, Shinji himself would summarize it as "clichéd".

This "cliché" aspect is not only reflected in the fact that it is a traditional story of a young boy becoming a hero, but also in the almost formulaic traditional Japanese hot-blooded battle with its initial setback followed by a triumphant conclusion.

Because he's a novice Magecraft, Shirou Emiya's battles in FSN are almost all the same template, a series of "recolors and repaints"—he's always at a disadvantage at the start, and he's always seriously injured. Then he relies on his scabbard to heal and survive, and then he unleashes his full power to finish off the opponent.

Thanks to the author's brilliant writing, even though the story is quite cliché, it still has a strong sense of immersion and is incredibly enjoyable.

As Director standing on the shoulders of giants, Shinji only needs to grasp the essence of the Nasu story and then present it through the lens.

Furthermore, Shinji has an advantage that Nasu doesn't have—the premise of being "clichéd" is that the tropes have been used to death, but the audience in this world hasn't gotten tired of these tropes yet.

So when Shirou Emiya collapsed on screen time and time again, countless viewers held their breath for the protagonist.

The younger viewers even jumped up to cheer Shirou on.

"Come on!"

"Go for it, Shirou Emiya!"

"Go for it, red-haired big brother! Don't lose to the Gilgamesh, rich monster!"

Just as the Ultraman would surely answer the children's calls, Shirou Emiya still did not choose to give up when facing the almost invincible Gilgamesh.

His heartbeat grew weaker and weaker, his lungs could barely move, his trachea was completely frozen, and even his vision was blurred, so much so that he could no longer see Gilgamesh's golden hair.

At this point, Shirou Emiya's body was in complete disarray, to the point that one might even doubt whether he still possessed the basic functions of a human being.

Even so, Shirou Emiya did not give up, and he will never give up!

Hahahaha!!!

Seeing the battered and bruised Shirou Emiya, Mr. Kim, a kind-hearted citizen, burst into laughter.

"You really are a staunch hypocrite. Ah, for that alone, I'll commend you... brat!"

Thirty Noble Phantasm were unleashed; the number wasn't large, but it was enough to kill Shirou Emiya.

"Game over, kid!"

Gilgamesh's crimson eyes radiated murderous intent; he had grown tired of playing with them.

Faced with such a certain death situation, Shirou Emiya actually laughed.

"Hmph, hypocrisy? It's not so bad... After all, I am a fake."

With one hand outstretched into the air, Shirou Emiya closed one eye and focused all his attention on his internal body.

"I'm sorry, I've misunderstood all along."

Shirou slowly gripped his outstretched right hand with his left.

"My sword-making isn't about crafting swords. Ultimately, I simply couldn't possibly do something that intricate."

"There is only one thing I need to do—to shape the heart!"

Gazing intently at Gigamesh, Shirou Emiya recited the incantation amidst the overwhelming expectations of the crowd.

"I am the bone of my sword."

Upon hearing this, the viewers in front of their television sets cheered in unison.

They finally got the scene they had been dreaming of, and they finally got to see Shirou Emiya truly show off!

"Marvelous!"

Aoko crushed the bag of potato chips in her hand, scattering about 80% of the air and 20% of the chips all over the room.

But at this moment, neither Azu nor Touko had time to pay attention to her; they were both staring intently at the television screen.

"That's enough of your sleep-talking!"

Unaware of the gravity of the situation, Gilgamesh maintained his arrogant attitude, casually unleashing his Noble Phantasm at Shirou Emiya, attempting to take him down in one fell swoop.

Faced with the chaotic barrage of swords, the pink petal shield blocked the bombardment of the Noble Phantasm.

Despite the shields being broken from the moment they appeared, they still steadfastly fulfilled their duty, keeping Shirou Emiya away from the rain of Noble Phantasm.

"What?"

Gilgamesh was surprised for the first time during this battle.

He then increased his output.

Compared to the agitated Hero King, Shirou Emiya had calmed down.

Now he is single-minded and only needs to focus on completing one task.

"Steel is my body, and fire is my blood. (My blood is as strong as iron, my heart as pure as glass.)"

"I have created over a thousand blades. (I have fought countless battles without defeat.)"

The second and third incantations had already been recited, and the magic power overflowing from within created a strong wind.

The Magic Circuits on Shirou Emiya's arm have never shone so brightly.

Is there enough time?

Aoko seemed to be asking Azu and Touko beside her, or perhaps she was talking to herself.

"There's definitely enough time!"

Touko revealed a sinister smile. At this moment, she was no longer slumped on the sofa, but sat up straight with her hands clenched into fists— Touko's interest had also been piqued by the TV series.

"We've all been working on this for almost two weeks, how could we possibly be too late?"

"I don't want to hear it! I don't want to hear it! I don't want to hear it! Sister, please don't spoil it!"

Aoko covered her ears and shouted loudly.

Bang!

Aoko was hit in the forehead by a Magic Bullet.

"Quiet."

"Azu said coldly."

"..."

Aoko rubbed her reddened forehead and dared not speak.

"Unaware of loss, nor aware of gain." (Never having suffered a defeat, nor ever having won a victory.)

The incantation on the screen continued.

"He... can't break through?!"

Gilgamesh, sensing the world-changing magic, began to feel anxious, but he couldn't bring himself to use Ea to end the battle directly.

"That's the downside of being too concerned with saving face. You have to finish the act even if it's painful, and in the end you end up looking like a coward. Don't you think so, Gil?"

Enkidu smiled as he looked at the person beside him—who was sitting there bound hand and foot in the Chains of Heaven, his eyelids held open with Gilgamesh.

"Enkidu, don't go too far!"

Gilgamesh, whose only remaining part of his body could move was his mouth, let out a roar that shook the heavens and moved even the gods to tears.

"If you want to see it, then see it! Why do you have to drag me into this?!"

Gilgamesh struggled desperately, but at that moment he was less than a maggot.

Maggots can at least wriggle a little, Gilgamesh, besides talking, is forced to watch TV.

"This scene is definitely worth seeing."

Cú Chulainn, Red A, and Little Yi Ge were desperately trying to suppress their laughter.

They were among the few who watched the final episode of UBW but didn't actually watch it on TV.

Anyway, I've already recorded the show, so I can watch it anytime. But Gilgamesh in this state is really rare, and if I don't take a good look now, I won't be able to watch it again later.

"Once I release you, you're all doomed!"

Gilgamesh, of course, heard their laughter, which made him grit his teeth in hatred.

"Withstood pain to create many weapons, waiting for one's arrival." (The standard-bearer stands alone here, forging swords atop the Sword Hill.)

The incantation for the Reality Marble had reached a critical moment, and the madness was the magical power coursing through Shirou Emiya's body.

All the circuits in the boy's body had been activated, and the original green magic had turned into a surging gold.

"Brother, were you really like that back then?"

Illya tilted her head up and asked curiously.

"Hmm... how should I put it?" Shirou scratched his cheek, "With Shinji's help, I barely managed to do it. I really didn't expect it to be possible."

"Elder brother?"

Hearing her brother's evasive answer, Illya became intensely curious.

If watching TV weren't more important right now, she would definitely keep asking until she got to the bottom of it.

"I have no regrets; this is the only path. (Therefore, this life needs no meaning.)"

The incantation on the screen had reached its final stage, and the audience held their breath, waiting for that moment to arrive.

"Hey! Shinji Matou, that guy really dares to mess around!"

At the Clock Tower, Waver was sneaking a peek at the Japan premiere, almost shoved his head into the TV.

"It's coming!"

In Tokyo, Aoko let out an expectant cheer.

"Ah, what a beautiful scene."

At Type-Moon Company, Red A smiled with satisfaction.

"Brother, this is definitely the most handsome you've ever been!"

"The Emiya Residence, "Illya said with certainty.

"My role is so small, it can't compare to a movie."

Matou Residence, Artoria ate a cream puff while complaining.

"My whole life was—Unlimited Blade Works! (This body is destined to be formed from the 'Infinite Blade'!)"

Moment.

Everything was shattered, and everything began to regenerate.

The raging fire transformed into a barrier, creating a new realm, and the entire world was transformed.

The sky was a deep crimson as the sun set, the land was parched, the wilderness stretched as far as the eye could see, and a mound of swords lay scattered about.

This is undoubtedly a desolate world.

The absence of living beings is the reason why only swords slumber here.

This is the world of Shirou Emiya — Unlimited Blade Works!

"Reality Marble... Tch, is this all you've got?!"

The golden King took a step forward.