2 Chapter 01: Exceeding Expectations
๐๐ถ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ช๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐บ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ฑ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ด๐ถ๐ณ๐ท๐ช๐ท๐ข๐ญ.
๐๐ช๐ท๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ข ๐ญ๐ฆ๐จ ๐ช๐ง ๐ช๐ต ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐บ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ญ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ.
Lancer and Saber's fight continued but strangely remained at a stalemate, the conditions for its end had not been met.
๐๐ถ๐ต๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ด๐ช๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ด๐ข๐ง๐ฆ๐ต๐บ ๐ช๐ง ๐ข ๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ง ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ.
The red-haired man stopped paying attention to the battle as he tried to focus his mind.
๐๐ฆ๐ค๐ข๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ๐ต๐ด ๐จ๐ฐ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐ค๐ต ๐ต๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต.
- Trace On - The words were spoken with earnestness and conviction, sparks flew as his twenty-seven circuits came to life.
He needed to fight, if he wanted to change everything he would start at one of the most important turning points.
๐๐ฏ๐ช๐ต๐ช๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐จ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ค๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด.
For even though Emiya Shirou would not go the way of the hero of justice, he was still someone who would help others.
It was a part of himself that would never go away, not even Archer with all his cynicism and moodiness was exempt from this.
Why? Because it was never wrong to help others.
๐๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ช๐ค๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ข๐ญ๐ด.
It wasn't altruism or anything so noble, it was the simple desire to keep the people around him from crying.
To protect those smiles on the faces of the innocent? To forge dreams and hopes.
๐ฝ๐๐๐๐ช๐จ๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐จ ๐ก๐๐๐, ๐ฃ๐ค๐ฌ ๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ฃ๐.
๐๐ฆ๐ค๐ข๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ, ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ.
Two mystical codes appeared on each hand, forged within UBW for its master.
Based on the weapons of the Counter Guardian EMIYA Alter, two pistols were there manifested.
The familiar weight caused the boy's mind to drift to a series of memories coming from the guns' original owner.
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ค๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ญ๐ข๐ช๐ฅ.
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ ๐จ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ง - ๐ผ ๐๐๐ง๐ข ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ช๐ฃ๐ง๐๐ก๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ฆ๐ช๐, ๐จ๐๐๐ง๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฃ ๐๐ญ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐ค๐ง ๐ซ๐๐๐ฉ๐ค๐ง๐ฎ.
I would take the technique, make him proud.
๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ค๐ ๐๐ฉ๐๐๐ก - ๐๐๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ก๐ก ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐๐ฃ๐๐ช๐ง๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ฎ ๐๐๐๐๐จ๐๐ค๐ฃ ๐๐ซ๐๐ฃ ๐๐ ๐๐ฉ ๐๐๐ข๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐จ๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐จ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ฎ ๐๐ฉ๐๐๐๐จ ๐ค๐ง ๐ข๐ค๐ง๐๐ก๐จ.
He would take the will, he would not stop going forward.
There were too many people to save.
๐๐ฅ๐ง๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐ - ๐๐ค ๐ก๐ค๐ซ๐๐ ๐ค๐ฃ๐ ๐ฌ๐ค๐ช๐ก๐ ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ฉ ๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๐, ๐๐ซ๐๐ฃ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐จ๐๐๐ง๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐จ ๐๐ก๐๐จ๐. ๐๐๐จ ๐ช๐ฃ๐๐ฎ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐จ๐ฅ๐๐ง๐๐ฉ ๐ฌ๐ค๐ช๐ก๐ ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐ฅ๐ง๐ค๐ฉ๐๐๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐๐ค๐จ๐ ๐๐ฃ ๐ฃ๐๐๐.
He would take his wishes, for no matter what, he was still human.
He could not become a machine without feelings.
๐๐๐ฉ๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ง ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ค๐ฌ - ๐๐ค๐๐ช๐จ๐๐, ๐ฌ๐๐ฉ๐ ๐ ๐๐ก๐๐๐ง ๐ข๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ค๐ฃ ๐๐๐จ ๐๐ค๐๐ก, ๐๐ ๐ฌ๐ค๐ช๐ก๐ ๐จ๐๐๐ง๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ฌ๐ค๐ง๐ก๐ ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐๐๐๐จ๐จ๐๐ง๐ฎ. ๐ผ๐ก๐ก ๐ฉ๐ค ๐ฅ๐ง๐ค๐ฉ๐๐๐ฉ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ฉ ๐ข๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐๐ ๐ข๐ค๐จ๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐๐๐ข.
He would make that determination, a guardian should not waver in his duty.
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ด๐ฆ๐ด ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฅ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐บ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ค๐ข๐ณ๐ฏ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด ๐ข๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฆ๐น๐ข๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ.
Sometimes to be unique, one had to copy others a little.
And strangely enough, no one was better than him in that respect.
..........
To say she was alarmed was definitely an understatement to what she felt.
Different from Servant Archer's almost exasperated expression. Tohsaka Rin's expression could be summed up in a nutshell as....
Shit, I forgot the beans on the stove.
She had saved a victim from death's door, who curiously had been none other than Sakura's love interest.
That being her main reason for helping him. Emiya Shirou, the boy whose simplicity was known to everyone as the fake janitor and a wimp who did whatever he was asked to do as long as it was in the name of "offering help".
It wasn't unusual for people to take advantage of him and for him to be practically incapable of saying "no" in response to a request, mainly a seaweed-haired idiot.
The girl frowned at the memory of the annoying Matou Shinji but soon put it aside, he wasn't important right now.
She had made a grave mistake by leaving him alone in the school. What if Lancer noticed that the witness was still alive?
The conclusion was so obvious that even a child could have noticed it very easily.
In any case, it would mean that he sacrificed a perfect gem that had been charged with prana for 10 years for nothing. A total waste of resources that could have been put to better use in the war.... Besides, Sakura would be discouraged.
As much as she was a non-present older sister, Rin still wished happiness for her.
Therefore, the next course of action was somewhat obvious. No matter how much Archer protested she wasn't going to change her mind.
Maybe if they were lucky they could catch Lancer off guard and eliminate him, it never hurt to be a little positive despite the bad situation.
A wicked grin adorned her face as she thought about bragging in front of the fake priest that she, despite being as he had called her, an "inexperienced" one, could still get the upper hand in the war.
And by using an Archer instead of a Saber!
Charging her to increase the speed at which they moved. Archer sighed at how childish his Master could be.
...........
A strand of white hair, almost unnoticeable unless you looked closely, appeared in Shirou's hair.
His look was different than it had been at first, he seemed more confident now that he knew what he could and could not use.
The experiences had accumulated, it hadn't taken him long to put them to use.
His reserves were still low, but like Archer he now knew how to put them to good use.
Experiences forged men and their mentality.
It was the difference between a child and an adult.
What was UBW's duty? To forge, create, copy and imitate. And in this case he had used it all, forging new weapons for his master, helping him create a new determination, copying the experiences through the new knowledge he had gained, imitating an adult-like mentality to give him security.
While the boy was not ready, at least now he could defend himself from the start.
Looking at the weapons in his hands, an internal debate raged in the boy's mind, change was necessary to achieve his goal. That was definite, but was it wise at this precise moment.
Tohsaka Rin was surely on her way and Saber's battle was not over yet.
According to how it was originally supposed to be, he would leave after Saber, the guy in blue would reveal his Noble Phantasm and then leave.
He would spend a command seal to stop Saber, chat with Rin and then go to Kotomine's church to meet Berserker.
It was the best course of action to take.... He was also quite curious as to what would happen if he chose one option.
He still wanted to find out who the white haired girl was, she must be someone important to have so many Bad Ends with her.
...........
Wiping the imaginary sweat from his brow, Zelretch smiled, it wasn't his usual teasing smile or one of ill omen, like those that made the Magus in the clock tower tremble.
It was one of genuine joy.
An interesting variant had appeared, and with it, fate had undergone a great change.
The boy was erasing and rewriting the turning points of his timeline... almost as if he were aware of them.
Soon the smile was erased from the old man's face, using the second magic he prepared to reach that world.
He had to secure the boy before it was too late.
........
Chaldea, an organization founded by Marisbury Animusphere, created with the goal of protecting the human order and preserving humanity by eliminating singularities.
It was not uncommon for the halls to be filled with noise and bustle, a side effect of having a large number of Servants summoned.
๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ? ๐๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ช๐ต๐ฆ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ง๐ง๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต.
A new singularity had appeared, a bitter memory had returned to the Masters and staff.
๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ญ.
Once again, they had to return to Fuyuki.
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