Angra Mainyu

[Before Shirou Emiya arrived]

"Four days ago, that Faker stopped belonging to this Proper Human History. Yet his Origin comes from this era. That's why a Singularity can't form."

Gilgamesh sat on the Golden Throne, his arm somehow restored. He raised his wineglass toward the moon and swirled it. His crimson eyes seemed to catch something amusing through the wine's reflection of the moonlight, and a smile touched his lips.

"Whatever choices he makes in the future, even if they affect the course of all Human History, nothing he interferes with can produce a new branch. Standing on the main trunk, he has become an interloper who can neither create a divergence nor carry one forward."

"If he simply followed history's original course, it wouldn't matter. The other mongrels on that trunk would spawn countless branches and obscure this timeline."

"Gilgamesh, are you saying the anomaly Chaldea detected was caused by Shirou Emiya himself?" Ritsuka Fujimaru asked. "But does that mean we can leave it alone?"

The members of Chaldea turned to Gilgamesh. He was the one who had called this meeting.

"Hmph." Gilgamesh scoffed and drained his glass. "Something born from this soil remains rooted in it. The nourishment of this fertile garden is not meant to sustain one peculiar flower."

"Especially a flower that cannot leave behind a single seed. Such a flower has no value."

"He fails to understand that and seeks to guide everything, to control the course of history. Even if the outcome does no harm, it means nothing to the Human Order as a whole. Once every condition is met, this world will become a so-called Lostbelt, won't it?"

"You mean Shirou Emiya will bring about the destruction of the Human Order?" Lord El-Melloi II shook his head as soon as he said it,