Promised Victory

The lone ruler stood on top of a blood-soaked hill as she watched on as her soldiers slaughtered each other in the name of a rebellion. The once hopeful king fell into despair as she desperately tried to figure out what she had done wrong. In front of her lay the body of the treader, her alleged daughter, and one of her trusted knights.

Tears started flowing down her face, as she let off a scream of sorrow. The only thought that filled her mind was how she led so many people to ruin. Their own king, causing such destruction upon them. No, she could no longer call herself a king after her own misfortune in leading her own people.

Kneeling down, she stabbed her weapon to the ground as blood flowed out of her body. Slowly she could feel her consensus fading, but she held on trying to find an answer. as she stood there, time around her began to freeze as a voice echoed throughout her surroundings ["Do you wish to fix these events, Do you wish to set things right."] Echoing into her ears, she did not question it as she simply answered. "yes" she did not care who it was, only the thought of saving her homeland filled her mind. as she closed her eyes, a golden light covered her body, slowly vanishing into golden particles.

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Opening her eyes, Arturia looked onward towards Iskandar and his troops. her eyes burning with determination as she walked forward, slowly Excalibur became visible, shining brighter than any star. "Iskandar, King of Conquerors, once you told me my rule was but a dream of a scared naive girl. but on this day, I will prove to you why you made a mistake." Saber roars out as Excalibur flares up with power, sensing its master's determination. It is the sword of a promised victory, and on this day it will do so. They shall promise victory and fulfill that promise. Gripping the weapon with two hands, bringing it up to her face the energy around her starts to accumulate.

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Iskandar, seeing this, frowned slightly, as he wasn't sure if he could stand up to saber at this moment. Pushing all his worries aside, he turned towards Waver before asking, "Come to think of it, there's something I wanted to ask you. Would you like to serve as one of my subjects'' this was, unfortunately, the end of the road, and victory seems slim. Waver upon hearing his words widen his eyes, he realized what this question meant, but taking a deep breath he answered. "You are my king, I will serve you with everything I have." Tears began to form in his eyes, but Rider just smiled "Very well," he said, lifting Waver off the chariot and onto the ground. "As a King, it is my duty to present a dream and as one of my subjects, it is your task to see that dream to the end and speak of it to future generations." "Live on Waver, see it all to the end," he said, patting Waver on his head and looking towards Saber. "live a long life and speak of it. Of your king, of how Iskandar charged forth." Tears started to stream down the waver's face as he lowered his head towards the ground.

Rider turned his attention towards Saber, patting his horse on the side before pulling out his sword. "LET US BEGIN THIS BATTLE BETWEEN KINGS!" Iskandar yelled out, charging forward followed by his soldiers. Turning his head, Waver looked towards Rider as he charged forward. Whipping his face, Waver stood up straight watching his king ride into battle.

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The voice of a king echoes out through the barren desert, Saber holds her ground against the approaching army. This is her last stand, even if her death approaches she will not die without grasping her victory, that is her promise as a king.

moving her sword behind her, she puts her foot in front. Calming her body, she looks inward at everything she has been through in this war. Iskandar wasn't wrong when calling her a scared little girl. As she despised being referred to as the king of knights. that was a title she did not feel worthy of having. But that changes now, even if she's a failure of a King. she will hold her head high and fight this man with everything she has.

Letting go of all her regrets, she held the mighty blade in front of her. A blade forged by the World itself. A Construct of the Divines, the crystallization of a warrior's dreams. A simple dream they hold even in the clutch's death. A sad, exalted dream. That is what she carries, their will as her pride, bidding for them to remain steadfast in their loyalty. Now, the undefeated king sings aloud the name of the miracle she holds in her hand.

"EXCALIBUR"

A brilliant holy light fills the skies above, as the wind swirling around her as the sand lifts into the air. It was magnificent as it was terrifying. Iskandar seeing his end he did not back down. His soldiers did not run away. They charged steadfastly with no fear in their eyes, They did not care how much power the enemy-held. They were the king's greatest treasure and their soul goal to achieve his dream.

Unfortunately, that dream never got fulfilled. Within seconds, the light came down from the sky striking the army head-on. The fearsome Force that once charged ahead was nothing more than dust.

Iskandar took the beam head-on, Only a satisfied smile filled his face. In his ears, the sounds of Oceanus echoing throughout. "I see," he said out his final thoughts as he closes his eyes giving out a simple smile. This was a proud end for him. He held no hatred, few regrets, and some sorrow, but also admiration towards the king's power.

As the light subsided, nothing stood in front of Arturia but a barren desert. The king that once conquered these lands was no more. "Rest well King of Conquerors," she said quietly, giving the fallen king her respect.

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"ENIMIA ELISHHHH" ✕2

The ground cracked apart as a Violate Storm ripped throughout the marble break and recreating it as if it was Clay. Shockwaves flying each and every direction as Saber Rushed in front of Waver using golden energy to Blast away the Shockwaves. "End this Quick Ezra" as she wasn't confident in her ability to keep the Master of Rider safe from the constant shock waves.