Who first awoke from the great dream? All my life, I alone had known.
By the time Shang Yue remembered everything, he and Shang Xiaoyue were already in a strange place. He distinctly recalled a beautiful dream in which he had ruled over all worlds. Then, in a flash, he remembered how True Immortal Beiwǔ had tricked him.
Where was this?
Right. All-Heavens City.
Shang Yue looked around. Countless weapons stood thrust into the earth, rusting without their owners. This was the Sword Ruins.
Every sword and blade was as grand and brilliant as the sun, moon, and stars above.
No.
Those weren't stars in the sky. They were swords?!
"What a bother..."
A long sigh rang out. Swords hummed softly, and a flash of sword light cut through the wind and dust.
Drip. Drip.
A torrential rain of blood fell beneath lead-gray clouds. A white-haired man wearing a crown emerged from the dust, carrying an unconscious girl in his arms.
"Are you here to seize the Holy Grail too?"
Shirou Emiya?!
The Holy Grail War?!
Shang Yue stared at the man, whose eastern-style robes were stained red with blood, then at the girl in his arms. Before he could grasp what was happening, the man slowly raised his hand and swung his sword toward them with an almost languid motion.
A savage tide of sword qi surged ten thousand feet high, stretching beyond the horizon.
Shang Yue turned back with a shudder. A vast wound had been torn through the world, and from the shattered Void poured an immense fleet of immortal ships unlike anything he had ever seen.
Gods and Immortals stood packed shoulder to shoulder aboard those ships.
Their terrifying numbers exceeded everyone Shang Yue had seen across both his lives many times over! And their strongest