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The most loathsome character in the Nasuverse is here!
[Bugs. Millions and millions of huge, hideous, squirming and buzzing insects that look like they came out of a nightmare and in the center of them, a hunched and decrepit but evil looking old man leaning on a wooden cane.]
So this is the place where my 300 year long ambition will at last be realized? Excellent...
Eh? What do you mean everyone here will wanted to kill me for the things that I have done? As if any them of could. So what if I had my precious pets here violated every orifice of my "granddaughter's" body and had my worthless speck of grandson have his way with her for the past 10 years? The ends fully justify the means. The Heaven's Feel must be completed at all cost. I will have my immortality, no matter what. Why should I care if Angra Mainyu destroys the entire world? A true Magus should only cares about their goal and must be willing to sacrifice everything but themseleves to reach it. I haven't lived this long and come this far only to die now, not when my long awaited objective is finally with in my grasp.
So let that fool Emiya boy and his friends just try to stop me, All they'll end up being is a perfect meal for my Sakura...
So this is the place where my 300 year long ambition will at last be realized? Excellent...
Eh? What do you mean everyone here will wanted to kill me for the things that I have done? As if any them of could. So what if I had my precious pets here violated every orifice of my "granddaughter's" body and had my worthless speck of grandson have his way with her for the past 10 years? The ends fully justify the means. The Heaven's Feel must be completed at all cost. I will have my immortality, no matter what. Why should I care if Angra Mainyu destroys the entire world? A true Magus should only cares about their goal and must be willing to sacrifice everything but themseleves to reach it. I haven't lived this long and come this far only to die now, not when my long awaited objective is finally with in my grasp.
So let that fool Emiya boy and his friends just try to stop me, All they'll end up being is a perfect meal for my Sakura...
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[oh yeah, that hatred? quite apparent in his tone of voice as he glares daggers]
And here's Shirou to lead the lynch mob of enraged Fate series characters.
No one better to do such leading of said lynch mob!
Shut up! I'm going to destroy the Holy Grail and save Sakura. I'll take care of you whether you get in my way or not.
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[There are Blood Worms as far as the eyes of Shirou Emiya could see, all waiting to pounce and devouar at their master's command.]
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(Rider... I wish you really were my Servant right about now.)
[the thought coursed through his mind, wondering about the possibility of having his Command Spells back and making himself her true Master. he could summon her to him and better take down Zouken. but that wasn't the case. with or without Rider's power, Emiya Shirou would carry on. no matter what it cost him, so long as he stopped Zouken, Tohsaka could still protect Sakura. but if he could take him out and still make it to the two? all the better. it was that or die in this alternate space. an idea began formulating in his head, and unfortunately, it required the use of his arm. two projections. that's all that it would take to defeat Zouken. two should suffice if he timed it right. for now though, he waited to see what Zouken would do, his hand resting upon the fabric of his arm, waiting to draw it back and pull what he needed from that hill of swords]
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[And the worms all raise together as one massive tidelwave of horror ready to engulf Shirou and leave not a trace of him behind...]
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Trace...on.
[with a definitive tug at the confining shroud, he could feel himself being connected to the abundant magic circuits of Archer. his history, his skills, his power... it was too much for Emiya Shirou to handle for long. setting it off already, he wouldn't last. but he'd push himself and prevent his mind from turning to steel, if only for as long as it took to beat Zouken. what he didn't count on was having the massive hoard of worms piling together in a rush to take him out. this worked in his favor! one projection. that's all he needed was one. he only had the knowledge of what Archer did with it, but he had to do this just right. he felt something crack in his mind, but his eyes were surprisingly clear. and with strength that betrayed his appearance, Shirou suddenly was on the move, the red cloth gracefully flowing from his arm as he leapt skyward]
I am the bone of my sword.
[he narrowly avoided the wave of worms that had bunched together in a bid to consume him. such feats were impossible for Emiya Shirou. that was why for this, he needed Archer. he spots the sword that he wants from within the Reality Marble, the one that would save him from those millions of parasitic familiars. in one hand, a familiar black bow appears. in the other, a spiraling blade that seemed better fit as an arrow. but that was exactly the point. in that moment, Emiya Shirou was no longer human. he was a machine, creating weapons at a rate beyond his own comprehension. his mind was spacing, with only one objective ahead. destroy the familiars in a single go and take Zouken along with them. charging as much prana into the weapon as he took aim, all he needed to tell himself was that he wouldn't miss. though in the grand scheme of things, he didn't even have to aim. the heart of the group of worms...]
Caladbolg!!
[what happened next was practically a blur, as he fired the Broken Phantasm and felt something inside of him seem to break. that must have been his arm that had released the arrow, but the pain was nothing at this point. the force of the massive explosion was enough to send the already skyward Emiya Shirou even further, blown away as the bow in his grasp also disappeared]
GAAH--!
[when he finally hit the ground, the air was driven from his lungs as the pain continued to shoot up and down the length of his arm]
Ggh--...haah....ah-...haah...!
[get up, he told himself. he had to be on the lookout just in case. but he knew that had to have done it. that explosion had the rank of an A-class Noble Phantasm. that was the point behind it, and the benefit that Archer saw from his ability in tracing. they were fake, expendable but also unlimited. but for Emiya Shirou it was a double-edged sword. blood trickled from the side of his mouth as he could have sworn a rib or two had cracked from the impact of his fall. steeling his body, Shirou forced himself to his feet as he observed the wreckage of fire that stood before him in the wake of Caladbolg's destruction. but did it work?]
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Most impressive, Shirou Emiya. That would have indeed killed me for sure if not for the fact that my core, the master worm that contains my soul is safely hidden away in a place you'll never find. Such a pity that you went to all that effort to kill me only to fail and nearly just kill yourself.
[With that, the remains of Zouken proceeds at inhuman speed to scuttle off like a cockroach into the darkness of the night, the surviving worms following his lead. He leaves the exhausted Shirou with one last parting taut.]
Better luck next time, "Hero of Justice". Kahahahahahahahaha....
I resent that title, sir.
Iunno. I like my philosophy on the matter better. Irony being found in a bug having every other animal underfoot.
What have done that could top Zouken, Roa?
You wouldn't happen to be a Dead Apostle, would you?
Become Ciel and throw a sweet rave party until Arcueid breaks it up º3º
And what about you? Don't tell me you'd care what others think when your goal's so close at hand. Doesn't seem right for a magus.
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And I have a proposition for you, how would you like to join forces with me and obtain true immortality?
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*The white-haired one pauses, and then laughs.*
Heh. Pass. The other one chases eternity hard enough, so I don't really need to bother.
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[She wants to hit him.]
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Die.
[With that, he throws his spear at the old man's face.]