[] Accept Ophelia's offer.
You hesitated as you stepped forward, only for Assassin to hold your hand. You stopped before glancing her way as she gave you a serious expression. You slowly let go of her hand before placing your own on her shoulder. Assassin conceded and stepped back but not before speaking up.
"You better know what you're doing," Chiyome said as she met your gaze.
"Don't worry, it'll work out. No matter what it takes, I'll win. Let's do this, Ophelia. You better not chicken out," you told her with a grim look.
Ophelia smiled right back as she slowly got up the table, "Overseer. Ready the backroom."
"Are you two sure about this?" Luvia asked as she held her shoulder with a pained expression, "There's several factors you need to consider upon transplanting a Mystic Eye. If it Rejects Hans due to incompatibility, there's no telling what the consequences would be. Not only that but your Eye is supposed to be Jewel Ranked, you're just going to hand it over?"
"He'll need all the help he could get," Ophelia said as she held her head.
You glanced at them and said, "Well, guess that's one thing that's true. Assassin, Luvia, Sakura, I'll be seeing you three later."
"Very funny, Hans," Luvia sighed as she pinched the bridge of her nose.
You smiled and waved your hand as you and Ophelia were brought to the back by Caren. This was going to be an experience, wasn't it?
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And so the surgery began. Assassin was left standing inside the Church while waiting for her Master. She didn't know what the surgery entailed but she was familiar with how powerful Ophelia's Mystic Eye was. Was she really just handing it over to him to combat Manaka? Chiyome couldn't help but feel worry and hesitation.
Maybe she should have stopped him.
"Assassin, you should relax. It won't be good for your wounds," Artoria advised as she crossed her arms.
Assassin blinked and moved to sit down on the side. Artoria then glanced at Luvia and deigned to ask, "Tell me, Luvia. What's the worst case scenario?"
"Death among other things. The ritual/surgery the Overseer is performing doesn't necessarily mean she's pulling the eye out and giving it to Hans. It's more of a Buddhist Foundation than anything. She's going to try and move the boundary and allow the transfer to occur, namely preventing Hans' body from rejecting the eye outright," Luvia explained as she grimaced. She shook her head and said, "Even thought it's a temporary measure, using it as a weapon in this stage of the War is just... You saw what happened to Ophelia and
she owned that Eye. What do you think someone like Hans borrowing it would do to him?"
"But he's going this far just to end the war," Sakura said with a quiet tone.
"He's trying to win, that's what he's doing... He's not a typical Magus but he's not normal either. He's insane if he still seeks victory at this stage," Luvia growled as she glared at the door Hans and the others went through.
"You're wrong," Chiyome murmured, causing Luvia and Sakura to turn her way.
Artoria faced her and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Winning or losing, none of those matter. Not to him at least. All that's left now is getting Miyu back and he's willing to drop everything for the present. It's true, he's obsessed with his past sins but he doesn't let them shackle him from what's happening before him. The only thing we know now is that Miyu needs our help," Assassin said as she kept her gaze forward, "Winning can come later, when the dust settles and the embers fade."
"Can't you convince him to stop? His body..." Sakura murmured as she watched Assassin.
Chiyome shook her head as she replied, "No. All I could do is guide him... And help him make the right choice. That's... What I decided to do for him."
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It was 2am and the doors opened.
You staggered out of the backroom with Caren supporting your weight. You were breathing hard as you got used to walking with one eye open. Assassin stood up from her seat to see you before she ran forward and helped you in Caren's place. For her part, Caren looked visibly exhausted as she wiped the sweat from her brow.
You were unconscious during the surgery and you didn't know what sort of trouble she went through but it must have been something. You on the other hand felt like you gained weight on the left side of your head. It was being covered by a black cloth which acted to keep the Mystic Eye from Activating.
It wasn't something you can turn and off at a leisure. Nonetheless, it should work if you open it. You were a little tired but you should be able to move. You held on to Assassin's shoulder as you smiled at her.
"Guess we match now, huh?" you managed with a small chuckle.
"That's not funny," Chiyome hissed as she let you sit down.
Luvia turned to Caren and asked, "So you managed it? Only people with the Absorption Trait should be able to acclimate to such surgeries."
"Wait, then couldn't I have-" Sakura began before Artoria glared at her.
"Don't even think about it. Even then, it's too late already," Artoria said as she crossed her arms. She then glanced at you and asked, "How do you feel? Where's Miss Phamrsolone?"
"I feel like shit," you grunted as you held your head. It was still throbbing... You shook your head and said, "Ophelia is sleeping, it should help her pass through the pain. I have to return this by the end of the night or I'll have my ass up shit creek with some scary people."
"You should rest and take a moment. You don't look too good," Sakura noted as she held your shoulder.
"He can't. He has to go," Caren interrupted as she grimaced, "The longer that thing stays in his socket, the quicker it will erode. Past that point, it's a dice roll."
"But that's-!" Luvia sought to argue but you held up your hand.
"It's fine. Let's just get this over with," you said as you got up your seat and faced the Church's doors, "If we fail, I'll leave things to you to handle the Clocktower. I'm sure they'll think of something that'll deal with this mess."
"You... Damn it. Artoria, could you make sure he doesn't die?" Luvia grit her teeth in frustration.
"I will..." Artoria said as Assassin walked by your side.
"We'll bring Miyu back," Chiyome assured Sakura and Luvia while staying close to you. You also gave them a reassuring look as you walked towards the door.
This wasn't the first time you drawing the curtains to a Holy Grail War.
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You... Commandeered a car to take you to your destination. You were seated in the backseat alongside Chiyome while Artoria drove the car for you. You knew where to go this time, you knew where Miyu was waiting for you.
It shouldn't take you long now.
You still had two Command Seals left, it was all you had left to face your final foe. You endured the pain on your left eye, biting back your urge to wince as you watched the city go by outside.
Snow fell from the sky as everyone was spending their Christmas Eve in relative peace. You were breathing shallowly as you held Chiyome's hand. You took comfort in her warmth as she squeezed your hand.
You were used to this feeling, the final battle in each war.
Will you be as lucky as the last 7 Wars you have fought?
You were slowly falling asleep. You eventually weren't able to handle your own exhaustion and dozed off, leaning against Assassin. She didn't mind and let you rest as you slumbered.
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"I knew a man like him," Artoria began to speak as she kept her eyes in the road.
Assassin glanced her way and blinked, "You did?"
"Obsessed men are troublesome to rein in. They're so fixated on what they want that they lose sight of those around them. But for this one by your side, he loses sight of himself while protecting what's around him," Artoria sighed as she gripped the car's wheel, "What a selfish man, you have bad taste."
"Did you grow find of the man you knew as well?" Chiyome asked.
Artoria paused for a moment before smiling, "I am. I still do."
"Then your taste is as bad as my own," Chiyome giggled.
Artoria glanced at the rearview mirror and asked a question, "Tell me, Assassin, what do you think about Fate?"
"It... Can give us the sweetest things but also let us taste bitterness after. Too much of one thing isn't good. I think it's the best of both things," Chiyome replied as she leaned against Hans, "Like Blackened Sugar."
"Sweetness and bitterness. I see. Then if you had a chance what would you wish for the Holy Grail?" Artoria asked as she looked ahead.
Chiyome looked out the window and said...
Blackened Sugar
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