System points kept climbing. In the short time since Su Lin had begun piloting the Emiya Gundam, he had already recouped a good portion of what he had spent at the banquet.
"I really hadn't noticed before. So that's what the weight of fate means."
At that moment, Su Lin and Shirou Emiya shared the same desire to save the world. Shirou's words had been too moving, and Su Lin, too, longed to become an "ally of justice."
This oil field—no, mine... no, the Type-Moon World! He would protect its fate!
Shirou Emiya (Su Lin) raised the Azure Jade Void Sword high. Their thoughts were in perfect accord: now that the final moment had come, there was no reason to hold back.
Heavenly Law, Earthly Form!
Primordial chaos spread as though creation had just begun. A towering figure blotted out the sky and stepped into this world. Made entirely of golden light, he stood ten thousand zhang tall, like a god descended to earth.
"The sword stands foremost among weapons, and I am king of them all."
Noble Phantasms reconstructed from Ethereal energy—symbols of histories both glorious and shameful—circled him in dense swarms, humming as they rose and fell. Divine light blazed from his skin. His platinum eyes outshone the sun and moon as he cast a gaze of judgment upon the mortal world.
"One sword forward, one sword back. I need but one. Who can withstand it?"
Spiritual energy poured endlessly into the blade, swirling around it. Before the eyes of all living beings appeared a universe at the moment of its creation.
In the ancient darkness, stars were born and stars died, as though trillions of years had been compressed into an instant.
Shirou Emiya seemed the master of that universe. Every living being in this world, and