Heaven Above, Earth Below, I Alone Am Exalted

Eternity.

In a universe governed by the law that all life was in motion, space, time, and everything within them were forever changing. To speak of eternity under such rules was no easy thing.

Su Lin floated on his back in midair. Below him stood a towering hall of white and gray.

He watched several egrets, motionless beneath a sunset that melted the sky to gold. With a gentle sweep of his finger, he created a waterfall like a ribbon of silver satin.

Warm yellow light shone across the land, while a pleasing melody slowly rang out, carried by no material medium.

A faint smile touched Su Lin's lips. Above the firmament, the Holy Grail Construct had become a false star chart woven from glimmers of light—the one thing in this world that could change. Bit by bit, its white radiance turned pale red, signifying the spread of memories and the power of cultivation techniques.

"Good thing the Alaya Consciousness helped. Otherwise, there's no way I could've gone this big."

For "awakening" to work as perfectly as possible—to make it seem as though it had truly happened without anyone being the wiser—only the Alaya Consciousness, the collective unconscious of humanity, could pull it off.

Since it had accepted the premise as real, he might as well make sensible use of it.

It had already gone that far. Why argue with him now? It could just go along with it.

Provided, of course, he was holding the nuclear button.

That way, Shirou Emiya across the parallel worlds would achieve "memory awakening" one after another.

If one Shirou Emiya acted contrary to his destined course, that was an anomaly, a variable. But what if thirty percent—or even more—of them showed the same anomaly, and it seemed poised to spread further?

Then it