Fujimaru Ritsuka and Matou Shinji

The Light Screen image shifted to Emiya Shirou's perspective. Through the boy's eyes, he saw a towering black silhouette, blurred and indistinct.

Yet the figure's head was clearly covered by a skull mask, with ghostly blue flames burning within its eye sockets as pupils. They carried the darkness of a deep abyss, like an embodiment of death itself.

Blue flames burned across an area several hundred meters wide, reducing every tentacle touched by them to ashes.

Like the mysterious skull-masked figure, those flames seemed to come from a land of death, devouring all life and incinerating every trace of vitality.

Yes, they were flames that stole life. When they came into contact with inanimate things such as buildings, however, they caused no damage at all, as if they possessed no heat whatsoever.

Flames that burned life itself—that was the truth of these flames.

As the BGM suddenly turned somber, another person appeared.

Through his blurred vision, Emiya Shirou seemed to see a boy around ten years old standing there, beside the mysterious man in the skull mask.

Then, the boy thanked the skull-masked figure before turning his gaze toward Emiya Shirou.

The boy's voice rang out. "Emiya... Shirou... is it...?"

Emiya Shirou: "...Who...?"

He wanted to ask that, only to realize he could no longer make a sound. He could only speak within his mind.

Emiya Shirou did not know who it was, but the people in the real world did.

Because that boy's voice belonged to Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Then, the camera shifted to a third-person perspective, allowing everyone to clearly see the current situation.

Emiya Shirou lay on the ground, while the boy Fujimaru Ritsuka stared at him. Beside the boy stood a mysterious and unfathomable figure—clearly right there, yet somehow giving people the feeling that no one was