Fate to Evernight

"Justice? Those two words are pale and powerless. Without something to support you, it's hard to persevere."

Tian Tian couldn't understand what had gone wrong with the NPC before him. Ever since he had handed over the fragment, the other party had, as usual, tossed it straight into the furnace without even raising his head.

Only when the quest prompt appeared, accompanied by the terrifying pressure descending from the sky, did he excitedly realize that he had actually collected the most crucial fragment.

But shouldn't you be talking about your adorable little sister right now, wearing the expression of some ultimate pure-love warrior recalling his beloved? Something like: "I shall surely reunite with her, my love, my dearest love. Having lost my love forever, I look upon ruin."

Justice?

What was that? Was it more important than an adorable little sister?

The other party placed a freshly forged longsword into a viscous, oil-like liquid, making the pool of liquid hiss and smoke in alarm.

"You never thought about becoming an ally of justice? That's good. At least you won't become as twisted as I am."

Tian Tian was completely bewildered. What kind of automatic dialogue was this?

"Influenced by me, so you wanted to give it a try."

Shirou Emiya glanced at the longsword he had just forged. Cold light flickered from it, and divine radiance faintly glimmered beneath the blade. He took out a cloth, wiped the oil from the sword, then tossed it to Tian Tian standing nearby before turning to leave, speaking to himself as he went:

"Better not. I've already caused you plenty of trouble by disrupting your life over my own affairs. There's no need to thank me over your sister."

"Was that cool?"

"Ha ha."

Shirou Emiya's figure twisted, and he drew a pitch-black