Amid tense and thrilling preparations, the sixth day arrived.
By then, the sky over Fuyuki City was no longer a sky. They could no longer even be certain whether they were truly in Fuyuki City...
That churning layer of fiery clouds covered every inch of the heavens within sight.
A scene impossible in the real world was laid bare at that moment. Fire poured down from above, accompanied by blazing meteors falling from the sky.
Even the Age of Gods had never seen such a sight. This was the apocalypse, through and through.
Exactly six days had passed since that voice announced the Day of Judgment.
Kiritsugu Emiya stood at the highest point of the ruins, his hollow eyes gazing at the fiery red sky.
Six days ago, he had still been plotting how to win the Holy Grail War, how to save all humanity with that omnipotent wish-granting device. He had still believed that as long as he reached the finish line, the process did not matter.
Now, even the finish line no longer mattered.
Because the world itself was about to burn, whether the omnipotent wish-granting device was real and whether humanity would find salvation were insignificant in the face of the apocalypse.
"The ritual is complete."
Kayneth's voice came from behind him. He was the one with the heaviest workload, and the one who had never rested for even a moment.
It was all thanks to his current identity as a Dead Apostle. After six days and six nights of relentless, high-pressure work, even the finest magus would have long since dropped dead. Only an inhuman Dead Apostle could endure it.
Kiritsugu Emiya turned around. The ritual circle was giving off its final light. At its center, the red-haired giant knelt on one knee, his massive body