The Assassin Who Grants Death

Gorgeous and sacred.

Clearly a killing technique, yet it could be so beautiful.

Clearly a mysterious figure clad in black.

Yet he adorned his existence with a Noble Phantasm so full of aesthetic beauty.

King Hassan's Noble Phantasm manifested in a manner beyond imagination.

Though its power was still unknown, just its sheer style alone—and the way the BGM automatically changed when he made his move—

Then, in the Light Screen footage, something was cut apart in the next instant.

After a dazzling whirl of spinning light effects, Abigail Williams seemed to suddenly come to her senses and abruptly opened her eyes.

At that moment, she was no longer inside the Greater Grail of the Infinite Tsukuyomi world, but stood upon a desolate wasteland.

"Have I... returned to the real world...?"

"Did Grandpa King Hassan sever my connection to that world?"

"Huh?"

Suddenly, the girl froze and instinctively reached up to touch her lovely face.

Warm liquid was flowing from her eyes.

"Tears?"

"Why...?"

As she murmured those words, Abigail stood there blankly, unable to understand why this was happening.

Yet the turmoil, agitation, and confusion in her heart could not be suppressed no matter what.

Emotions she had once lost, emotions that had fallen silent, emotions she no longer possessed...

At this moment...

They returned.

Powerful emotions surged back in an uncontrollable wave, and countless memories resurfaced alongside them.

Joyful, painful, happy, sorrowful, excited, moved, blissful, heartbroken...

Everything, everything returned after having been lost for so long.

During this process, the purple eyeball within the keyhole on Abigail's forehead seemed to be watching it all.

Finally, as Abigail's tears would not stop and she kept wiping them away with her hands, that purple eyeball slowly closed.

Yet at the moment it closed, it seemed to be saying something.

Though