Save Scumming? It's on my Character sheet. (Re: Zero/Fate Grand Order)

117: Tonchinkan
117: Tonchinkan

I blink a few times as consciousness returns to me. The creaking of timbers and thudding of heavy rain against the upper deck are strangely soothing as my hammock rocks back and forth.

I feel well rested, for once. Alter Ego didn't appear in my dreams, and the nightmares have been held at bay by-

"Nob," a Mini-Nobbu says, staring at me with an unblinking eye.

"...Alright, Ichinobbu. you don't get to slack off anymore," I say with a sigh as I start to climb out of bed.

"Nob-nobbu! Nobbunobbunobnob!" The strange creature shouts angrily, pushing me from my bed.

I tumble clumsily onto the damp floor. "Oi, what the hell was that for, Ichinobbu!?"

"Actually, that one's Gonobbu," Nobunaga says from a nearby chair. She changed into a military uniform sometime yesterday, and now she's leaning on the back two legs of her seat, her feet propped up on a table - but actually, considering how the boat is swaying in the storm, shouldn't it be taking significant effort to keep the chair steady like that!? "Obviously she's gonna get upset if you mistake her for someone else."

"I don't want to hear that from the one that named them all after numbers!"

"Huh? I didn't do that, though. They're named after characters from Shonen Manga," The Archer says. "Nobbuto, Nobbusuke, Monkey D. Nobbu… I'm not hearing any numbers."

"It's not my fault the only ones I'd heard the names of sounded like numbers!" I protest. "Also, why does Monkey D. Nobbu get a full name?"

"Hm? Since we're in a pirate singularity, obviously," She says.

A brief moment of silence follows. The ship leans a bit to port, and I see a single drop of sweat roll down the brow of the Fool of Owari as she tries to hold her idiotic pose.

"...I'm kind of impressed by the grip strength of your boots," I admit.

"Heh… the real impressive part is keeping my feet in my shoes," She admits.

"...They're nailed to the table, aren't they?"

"Please help me. I thought it would look cool and didn't really think things through."

***

"Alright, let the daily meeting of the three strategists( stooges) commence!" Nobbu says, slamming a squeaky mallet she got from… somewhere… on the table.

"Do we really need to do this every day…?" Asks Jason with a groan. Naturally, he goes completely ignored.

"To summarize things so far," I say. "We need to secure four major Leylines in order for Cu Chulainn to steal the Odin portion of Alter Ego's spirit origin and trigger his collapse. Of course, he's not likely to allow us to get away with that, but him committing to a fight while Heracles is occupied is basically a guaranteed win. We've secured the first two without issue, and are on our way to the third."

…Of course, from there my only real hope is that Benkei's [Pilgrimage of the Five Hundred Arhat] can actually bypass Alter Ego's ability to [Return by Death] and get rid of him for good. If that doesn't work… do I even have a win condition here?

"Wait, you say without issue, but didn't we have a fight on the first island?" Jason asks - yeah, to be honest I was expecting that to be a pattern, but nobody showed up on the second island.

"You mean that guy with the axe screaming about blood? He pretty much died instantly, so who cares?" says Nobunaga.

"Who was he, anyway?" I ask. "I get that he attacked first, but if we lost another important ally…"

"Nah, I've never seen him before," Says Nobunaga. "I doubt a guy like that is a good match with you, anyway, Subaru. You're not Fujimaru Ritsuka, so compatibility is something you need to consider."

Fujimaru Ritsuka.

It's not the first time she's mentioned his name - the last master of humanity, in the Chaldea Nobunaga was summoned from. The strange way that the name tingles my consciousness aside, I don't really know what to make of such a guy.

Zelretch had mentioned that the ideal savior of humanity would be a 'perfectly average human', and I didn't really understand what he meant at the time. But, hearing about him from Nobunaga, I can't really decide how I feel about him - the idea of someone who accepts all the heroes of humanity without judgment - isn't that superhuman in itself? Is he God? The Buddha? I can't really decide whether it's admirable or obscene.

…But to be honest, a person who simply accepted me without judging or worrying unnecessarily, would definitely be soothing to be around. The closest thing I ever had was-

(A smiling girl with blue hair covering one eye flashes through my mind for a moment.)

…Yeah. I can understand how a person like that, if he existed, could maintain such an obscene number of contracts.

"Putting aside talk about people who may or may not exist," says Jason, rolling his eyes, "the end result is that we haven't had any major obstacles since we picked up Benkei a couple days ago. As long as Heracles is still busy, there's not a serious problem - the only question is, 'when is he going to finish fighting Reid Astrea?'"

"There's also our saboteurs to consider," Nobunaga points out. "We've mostly been able to stop them since the first encounter, but we do need to keep an eye out for any kind of trump card that their boss might pull."

"Yeah. I don't know if it's safe to say his true name, so I've been sticking to calling him the [Evil God of the Reef], but you guys can put the pieces together, right?" I ask, and receive two nods.

"I can put it together - in any case, that guy's a Divine Spirit, so he's probably no pushover, and depending on what kind of authorities he can throw around, he might give Benkei and me a little trouble," says Nobunaga.

"But would you lose?" I ask.

"Nah, we'd win."

"That's great and all, but did you forget that my [Argo] is super weak in this spirit origin?" Jason asks. Like we could with this guy complaining as much as he has been. "I'm not saying you'd lose, but I don't think our boat survives a direct confrontation with a guy like that - and don't go thinking we can escape either, we're still at ten percent of my normal speed."

"Of course, I asked the others, and Georgios mentioned there's some Biblical anecdote about his idol getting damaged by proximity to the Jewish Ark of the Covenant. I don't know where the thing is right now, but it's present in this singularity. Medea made up some yarn about sacrificing Euryale on it giving me immortality and all, so..."

"Got anything more specific than 'around here somewhere?'" I ask. That might be all Alter Ego would need, the maniac, but I've got no intention to run around frantically on nothing but a rumor. "I guess we can look for an island protected from the rain?"

"Eh, we'll probably run into it at some point. These things tend to work out like that," Nobunaga says with a shrug.

"I don't know what kind of luck Fujimaru has, but it's got to be way better than mine," I sigh, "Well, even if we do find the thing, he'll probably just fight us directly before we can reach it."

{Hey, kid, we're getting close,} Cu Chulainn's voice echoes in my head.

"Looks like that's about it for today," I say. "Any objections to continuing our current course?"

"...Just one," Jason says. "I've gotta repeat this for emphasis - we're absolutely on borrowed time right now. I know you said that Reid Astrea was a big deal, but I can't believe that facing down Heracles is something he can just keep going indefinitely. They've been at it for two days at this point - that fight has to end, one way or another, and I think the auspicious time would be tonight."

He rubs his eyes and slouches into his chair a bit more. "The rain wasn't always going this hard - it only started a day before you got here, around the time Alter Ego made his first appearance. I guess your [Evil God] has cursed you and him, or something. But to get back to the topic - I tried to navigate by the stars for a little bit, before the rain rolled in - if I'm not wrong, tonight will be when [Hercules] is most visible."

…Come to think of it, the guy does have his own constellation, doesn't he? And for that matter- "What about [Argo Navis]? Is it visible in this Singularity?" I can't help but ask.

"Yeah. The sky's a bit messed up, since this place embodies 'all oceans', but I was able to pick it out," Jason replies. "Why?"

"Ah… I was just curious, really," I give a nervous laugh, but it's interrupted by loud shouting from outside the ship as we begin to slow.

"I appreciate you arriving to rescue me, but aren't you late!?" A strangely familiar voice shouts above the rain from the vague direction of the shoreline. "I had to sleep outside last night, isn't that completely inconsiderate of you!? Don't you know that if you're going to help someone it's better to help them as soon as possible!? Isn't this an infringement of my rights-!?"

Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap!

I scramble up rain-slick steps to the upper deck in utter panic, falling, skinning my hands slightly, but that's not important because-

I recognize that fucking voice!

"SHOOT HIM, SHOOT HIM, SHOOT HIM!" I scream in desperation, even as I arrive to see an all-too-familiar white-haired man, drenched with rain.

"-YOU!?" Shouts Regulus Corneas, Witch Cult Archbishop of Greed, as he locks eyes with me-

-and then his head jerks back as a matchlock rifle discharges, scattering his brains across the sand behind him.

A moment later, he crumbles into golden dust.

"...Huh?" I mutter.

Wasn't that too easy? Did he just… not have his [Lion's Heart] active at that moment?

"...Pffft," I can't help it. It was just too pathetic. "Pfffthahahaha!"

…But man, these leyline islands sure have been- no, wait, let's not raise any flags.
 
"SHOOT HIM, SHOOT HIM, SHOOT HIM!" I scream in desperation, even as I arrive to see an all-too-familiar white-haired man, drenched with rain.

"-YOU!?" Shouts Regulus Corneas, Witch Cult Archbishop of Greed, as he locks eyes with me-

-and then his head jerks back as a matchlock rifle discharges, scattering his brains across the sand behind him.

A moment later, he crumbles into golden dust.

"...Huh?" I mutter.

Wasn't that too easy? Did he just… not have his [Lion's Heart] active at that moment?

What was Subaru's plan if he did have his Lion's Heart active?
 
118: But when do the cool fights start?
118: But when do the cool fights start?

"Um… sorry for laughing like a nutjob. I was really just expecting that to be way more of a problem than it turned out to be," I finally say in response to the ring of awkward stares surrounding me. "That guy, Regulus - he was able to 'stop time' for himself, making him totally invincible, and letting him destroy whatever he touched. I guess he died because… his combat instincts suck and he didn't see the gun before it fired."

"Wait, if he can be that invincible, what the hell did you think shooting him was going to do?" Jason asks.

"Ah, he has a five second limit or so - using it stops his heart, so he'll die if he keeps it on all the time-"

"So it's the same type of stand as Star Platinum…" Nobunaga mutters, and I ignore her.

"-but he can get around it by putting a substitute heart in the chest of someone he declares his 'wife'. I'm not sure how many women he kidnapped and forced into that role in the other world, but I know it was at least over two hundred." Ah, there's the looks of disgust I was expecting. "By the way, I don't think he needs any kind of reciprocation to his declaration - in fact, the trigger for him to be able to use [Small-Hearted Lion] might just be 'a feeling of attraction', so that could have gone really bad if he had seen Mash…"

(Nobunaga kicks my shin.)

"Ah, if he's weak to pretty women, we totally could have made him work for us if the Euryale thing had panned out…" Jason mumbles.

"P-putting aside the indirect compliments, I guess it's a good thing he was dealt with so quickly, then," Mash says with a slight frown. "I wish you'd mentioned him before now, though, Senpai."

"Eh?" I blink. "Oh, no, this wasn't any kind of premonition… I just recognized his voice, since I heard it so much before. The guy seriously never shuts up."

"Speaking of never shutting up," Cu Chulainn interjects with a small amount of irritation in his voice, "are you guys coming or what?" Without waiting for an answer, he vaults off the boat and begins trudging inland.

"R-right…" I mutter.

"Oh, and if we see any more enemies, give me a chance at them," He calls out. "I'm so freaking bored…"

***

Leaving Jason, who didn't want to come, and Nobunaga, who said she wanted to chat with Georgios back on the boat, Mash, Cu, Benkei, and myself venture inland.

Of course, we don't encounter any more enemies on the island - just a smattering of craters and devastated trees. Cu got excited briefly, but when I explained that they were likely just Regulus's work, he returned to sullen silence.

Come to think of it, the poor battle maniac has been on the sidelines since the end of Fuyuki. He hasn't even had a fight since we ended up here, thanks to being stuck playing a support role.

"I can't even promise to give you the first crack at Dagon or Heracles either, since-" I mutter.

"It's fine, kid," The Caster mutters. "I've got Odin's influence to help me simmer down - and since you need me alive to mess with Alter Ego's spirit origin, it's not like I can go throwing my life away… Why'd I have to suggest a plan like that, anyway?"

"It's your best chance of getting a good fight anyway," I say with a shrug. "Until we make Alter Ego commit to fighting, all you're gonna meet is Rogue Servants."

…I say that, but it's not as though Alter Ego hasn't been fighting. Based on the sort of ideas he gave me about himself, he's probably been making attempts at us nonstop.

"Your strategy that finally forced me to reset and pull Medea and Drake out was so full of holes that it looked like you were throwing it together on the spot." -he had said.

At the end of the day, he's still Natsuki Subaru. Our defeat of Asterios was a fluke, caused by interference between the Labyrinth and Return by Death - under all other circumstances, that idiot won't let a single one of his allies die. He'll reset, pull them out, and make a new plan.

In other words, between Benkei's strength, Nobunaga's guns, and Cu's [Gae Bolg], he has yet to kill me in a way that meets his requirements.

…Incidentally, if I do end up dying at some point, and manage to recruit Euryale, I could totally make Regulus fight the guy. Judging by Echidna talking about Regulus like he was some big obstacle, the Greed Archbishop has to be more traumatizing for Alter Ego than he was for me.

"...What am I even thinking?" I mutter under my breath. It might be doing to him what he wants to do to me, but I don't really want to go out of my way to break Alter Ego's will.

I pity him too much for that.

(Prelati had said something ominous about the risks of pitying your enemies, but I expunge that recollection as quickly as possible.)

"Well, not to interrupt your scheming, but to go back to the subject," Cu says, "I can at least be patient enough to hold back from fighting when we've got a freaking Grand on board, but… if he loses to Heracles, I'm up next."

"Who do you think you are, the Prince of Saiyans?" I mutter.

Come to think of it, do we have a Nobbugeta-?

"Cu Chulainn, Jason said you really wouldn't stand a chance as a Caster," Mash calls him out to his face.

"Indeed, I don't want to boast of my strength, but… I am quite strong right now," Benkei says. "With you stuck in a suboptimal class-"

"I have my spear, okay!? I have my spear!" He shouts.

***

Although the sun - or rather, the ring of light that seems to have taken its place - can't be seen behind the storm clouds, the steadily dimming light of sunset is still just about recognizable as we near the final island. In fact, I'm just about certain of it - because, in the sky above said island, there is not a cloud to be seen, and so I can see the dimming sky clearly as we draw near.

Soon, though, that view is hidden from sight by curtains of rain as the wind begins to scream. Thunder rolls, and I feel my chest vibrate in tune. The deep blue night is lit up in staccato flashes of light as lightning crackles seemingly without pause. The Argo tips this way and that, only Jason's expert hand at the rudder saving us from capsizing.

I'm not shocked in the least. From the moment Nobunaga first spotted the open sky above our destination, we knew he had to make his move here.

'An island outside of the reach of the Reef God's storm' - in other words, the resting place of the [Ark of the Covenant] was also the final island required for Cu Chulainn's plan. And so, to prevent us from reaching his weakness - he'll draw the storm to a climax, and make his last stand here.

{There's another boat on the edge of the storm,} Nobunaga says telepathically, from her position in the air behind us. {Looks like they're waiting to see the result.}

As expected of Alter Ego, I guess. {Feel free to take some potshots if you happen to see Medea or something, but otherwise come on back. We'll have to take them as they come.}

Amidst lightning flashing frantically enough to prompt an epilepsy warning, I see him rise from the ocean. A hulking form - nowhere near his size in France, but still almost twice the height of Benkei - with purple-gray skin and yellow-orange eyes that continue to burn in the darkness as the lightning abruptly ceases.

"You've come far enough, sinners," The monster says, his voice a dull rumble. "I know not how you came under my curse - but I shall fulfill it with gladness. This is the duty of a monster - and of a god. I, Dagon, shall pay my debts."

A distorted roar rings out under a sky as dark as the deepest ocean.
 
119: With a final sound of thunder.
119: With a final sound of thunder.

Oda Nobunaga


As lightning crackles around me, I hurtle through the air, feet firmly planted on a matchlock rifle. Below, I can make out Dagon as he rambles something or other about his role as a god and a monster.

Blah blah blah, who freaking cares?

I mean, I care a little bit, because the time he spends talking means he's not fighting. I need just a little longer to reach him.

When Chaldea faced Dagon in my original timeline, it was an unbelievably close shave. Not only was he a Divine Spirit on his home turf, he had also absorbed the power of the imaginary planet of calamity, Taisui. We only won through the sacrifice of allied Servants, the overwhelming power of Servants like Meltryllis and Morgan, and a last minute trick to steal away the power of the absorbed Taisui.

That said, Taisui isn't in play here, and we have a Grand Servant. The issues remaining are that home field advantage, and the fact that the Argo can't handle prolonged exposure to this storm of his, let alone that big wave of toxic water he was slinging around back during the Water Monster Crisis.

Given those requirements, our counterattack is obvious.

(The sky goes dark, and only my Special Archer Eyes™ help me see as Dagon lets out a distorted roar below.)

I plunge towards the fight, rain beating against my grinning face, and see Benkei's two remaining clones sprint towards the fishman, levitation mystic codes propelling them. We had to leave three on previous islands, and we only had five to begin with. This is why I wanted to roll the Benkei gacha a few more times, but he countered with stupid concerns like 'not running out of mana completely'. Can't be helped, I guess.

Sparks light up the storm-shrouded night as Dagon's claws repel a rapid series of Katana and Odachi strikes from both sides-

"[Gae…" On the deck of the argo, a spear blazes with malevolent light-

-But a stray motion of one of Dagon's hands in the midst of his frantic deflections directs a bolt of lightning towards the boat, forcing the Caster to cancel his Noble Phantasm and raise a barrier of flaming wood.

That's enough, though - I'm in range.

"[Demon King of the Sixth Heaven]!" I shout with glee, and a world of fire swallows Benkei, Dagon and myself.

***

As I stated before, the fires of my Reality Marble can't tell friend from foe, and Benkei will certainly pay a price for his presence here. But he's a Grand Servant, and already less weak to the Reality Marble's damage bonuses than a true Divine Spirit. Since I toned it down a bit by forgoing the full chant, he should be able to survive the first few seconds of its opening with both bodies intact, whereas our foe-!

"[Rage-Filled Current]!" Dagon roars, a tide of primeval ooze surging from who-knows-where, stifling the fires of Honnouji. As a non-servant, he doesn't possess a true Noble Phantasm, but that's the closest comparison to this attack.

But that's fine. It can't be helped, and besides, we accounted for it anyway. Him dying immediately would have been convenient, but just being in my Reality Marble is debilitating as-is. He's lost the home field advantage, and can't damage the Argo anymore. He can't even fly, so all Benkei and I need to do is-

I laugh as I perform a barrel roll to dodge a lightning bolt, aim mid-roll, and rapidly fire and discard four guns.

Dagon ducks, and I miss his eye, tearing through the fin on his head instead, but Benkei #1 capitalizes with an iai strike towards the lowered head as Benkei #2 thrusts towards his back-

He catches the first with his teeth, twisting out of the way of the second as he launches into something resembling a crocodile's 'death roll', pulling the first's sword from his grip. As he dips beneath the sludge conjured by his earlier attack, he emerges with something gripped in his hands - whipping the spine of some enormous dead fish towards them, he beats back the two clones.

"▂▂▃▃▄▄▅▅-!" His distorted roar rings out again, and I feel my strength falter slightly - so it's a skill, not just meaningless noise, huh?

I fire again. This time, one of my shots connects, and he howls in fury as my bullet takes his left eye and a chunk of his face, flinging the skeleton towards me and following with a cluster of lightning bolts.

By this point, both Benkeis have recovered, and they strike in unison - Benkei #1 with a newly drawn spear -

Dagon turns and lunges, focusing on Twokei and letting Onekei's spear bite into his undefended stomach. He beats aside the Odachi and drives a purple-shrouded claw into Benkei #2's stomach, emitting a burst of lightning as he does so. An instant later, his tail beats back Benkei #1 as the spear comes free, tearing away almost two thirds of the fallen god's midsection in the process.

"▂▂▃▃▄▄▅▅-!"

"Rin Pyou Tou Sha Kai Jin Retsu Zai Zen!" Benkei #2 rapidly chants while backing up under my covering fire, clutching a stomach awash in a sinister looking curse. Benkei #1 rights himself and sprints back towards the fishman-

"[Rage-Filled Current]!" Dagon roars again - it's already recharged!?

A geyser of rotten sludge erupts, and I'm already gripping a rifle and flying away as quickly as I can when he explodes out of said column of water, single eye burning with hate as he stretches his claws for me.

I'm not moving fast enough. He's going to catch me.

But… him being up here means there's no need to worry about friendly fire.

I need to dispel my reality marble in order to use it, but if he hits me, it'll end anyway, so-!

"This is the end! [Three Line Formation]!" I shout.

Dagon, god of distortion, struggles forward, even as my hail of fire continues to reduce him to an unrecognizable hunk of flesh - and then a spear thrown by Benkei impales him, and then a Naginata, and the the Odachi, and then a massive arrow, and finally, he dies, and the screaming wind begins to slow.

"Humans… Heroic Spirits… I curse you… twofold! In… some other sea… I will-!"

In the distance, I hear one last clap of thunder.

Wait, hang on, one of those weapons-!

***

-It's a bit sudden, but let's talk about my summoning.

It goes without saying, but a direct summoning from another Chaldea is the highest degree of nonsense. Even Gudaguda particles aren't enough to explain this degree of silliness - so the question is, what could?

To be honest, considering the chaos going on back home at the point of my summoning, I had assumed it was enemy action at first. I might have been snacking while on standby for the next wave, but it's not like the situation was normal. Who's to say that that thing's next phase wouldn't start aggressively teleporting us to false histories? It probably had abilities like that at this point, after all.

But I don't think that's the case. A Tree of Emptiness probably couldn't simulate multiple singularities, and Natsuki Subaru has already gone through two.

By this point I'm pretty sure Subaru isn't some bad guy out to do weird stuff to Mash, even if the 'there's an evil me we need to beat' plot is played out at this point.

I did it first, so it doesn't count as uncreative in my case!

…All that aside, it's probably for the best that I played dumb. If Goetia is around, he's got perfect clairvoyance, so yammering about how Chaldea beat him in my timeline would totally screw this one over. Talking about Lostbelts and whatnot is a no-go too, since that'll imply his defeat. The scenario is 'I was teleported from just after Camelot, and I wasn't paying much attention so don't count on me for spoilers!' All of the clairvoyants back home always kept quiet anyway, and it's not like my knowledge is anywhere near helpful. We allied with Jason here, and the guys who helped Ritsuka all got corrupted.

No, it's better for Subaru to walk his own path, with me providing advice and identifying Servants here and there - and then, after Goetia is dead, I can spill the beans and we can try to stop the Crypters.

Besides, the lack of spoilers means I get to laugh at Subaru if something dumb shows up early! Imagine the look on the guy's face if Ranmaru shows up and my head goes poof again!

…Ah, that's why I thought about all this, huh?

-The oversized arrow, launched from miles away, completes its path through my neck, and I fall off my shoulders, tumbling over and over, into the waves below.

***

Natsuki Subaru

It was going so well. Dagon was dying just as planned, under a hail of gunfire and weapons from Benkei's two remaining clones. He gave final, defiant words-

And then, in a blur of motion, Georgios shoots to my side - "[Bayard]!" - and summons his horse in front of Mash. A clang rings out as he parries a massive arrow with his sword, and I hear a crunch as every bone in his arm shatters.

Similar arrows impact the ship. One bounces off Bayard - right, he can deflect one attack - and one is repelled by Cu's [Protection from Arrows]. None target Jason. Both Benkeis react in time to deflect their shots. The rest - find their marks. One tears through Nobunaga's neck, and all ten remaining Mini-Nobbus perish in similar fashion.

Before most of us can even react, the second volley comes.

Georgios, catching his sword in his other hand, deflects another, at the cost of his second arm. A hole appears in Bayard's flank, all the way through his body as an arrow clangs against Mash's barely raised shield on the other side of him. The wounded Benkei clone strains his body in some way, and the second shot finds its mark in his chest, only the monk's insane durability allowing him to stay standing. A hole is torn through Nobunaga's already headless body's chest.

Finally, painfully slow, essentially too late, my command spell comes to life.

"Mash!" Use it instantly!

"[Lord Chaldeas]!" A hurricane of wood smashes against the chalk-white wall, raised just in time. Somehow, Benkei made it behind - only one of him, though.

Finally, after what feels like an hour, the hail of arrows ceases - and then I feel it. An intense pressure that makes me almost vomit - or rather, the opposite of pressure, since this is the feeling of all of the ambient mana in the vicinity suddenly being swallowed up.

I can see him now, as the clouds clear, under the light of a starry sky, and I understand my mistake.

'We should let Reid and Heracles fight it out, and take on whoever won while they're injured. Reid is also a probable enemy, so without Euryale's charm on the table, we shouldn't mess around with getting involved.' - Is what I had thought.

But if I knew things would turn out like this, I would never have said that.

'The Gluttony Witch Factor shouldn't be an issue. The odds of Heracles even being compatible are pretty low, and even if he can use it, Gluttony tends to start out weak and get stronger with use. With him having no meals at hand, he won't get much stronger, and accounting for the wounds he gets from Reid, he'll still net a loss in power in all likelihood. And if he isn't compatible, it might just kill him and save us the trouble. That's why I held back from using the Greed factor we got from Regulus, after all.' - Is what I thought.

But instead, what meets my eyes is a possibility that I hadn't even considered, since it was too awful to imagine.

Perched atop a newly formed Iceberg, having moved here at impossible speeds, is a man of the same stature as Benkei. He's wearing a tattered cloth that covers his head and drapes down over his body, and clutching a bow in one hand.

And, circling his head like a crown are thirteen glowing pink horns, just like what I saw on Rem's forehead so long ago. Floating in the air, I see four copies of him, made of ice - Emilia's technique. And it goes without saying that what got him here so fast was that teleportation technique the Gluttony kids loved so much.

The possibility that Heracles could acquire the Gluttony Witch Factor, access the meals eaten by its previous holder, and use the [Total Eclipse] that Ley demonstrated in France - was something I had not even considered.

***

At this time, Natsuki Subaru did not understand that his grim analysis of the situation - was an understatement.

[Total Eclipse] is fundamentally a suicide technique for any of the three Heroic Spirits who naturally possess it. Even Reid Astrea, if he were to use it, would be swallowed after a minute of steady erosion by the wailing souls and remembered grudges of those devoured by [Gluttony].

However-

Heracles Alter - Alcides - possesses the [Avenger] class skill, which transforms grudges directed at the bearer into strength. Worse still, the grudges of those devoured will only compound the longer the Noble Phantasm remains active. In other words, rather than losing his existence… Alcides will continue to grow in strength for as long as the eclipse continues.

Furthermore, the defective gates and Oni horns acquired by Batenkaitos and Alphard allow him to absorb enough ambient mana to not only pay for the Noble Phantasm's continuous activation, but also to offset his tremendous manifestation cost.

As a result of these factors, the duration Alcides can retain use of [Total Eclipse]... is unlimited.
 
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Sure is "unfortunate" that Heracles just sniped the one Servant with a convenient Reality Marble that could ruin his ambient mana intake and also deal a crippling blow to him through his high-rank Divinity. :V
I suppose the question that stands is - is this going to be like the France Avengers and RBD will both duplicate the Factor and present something like a Bad End Scenario, or is Subaru about to die, turn around and go "welp, strategy's changed, we now have to go deal with That Fight at maximum difficulty because whoever wins, we lose, better hope the lack of island-uncursing and remaining Servants don't fuck us up".
Or is the True Grand Lancer about to show up, and will it be Actually Benkei, For Real, or somebody completely different, like, idk, Longinus or one of the Indian Lancers or somebody.
...The latter possibility gives me the funny mental image of "Karna, but the situation is so specifically slanted against him that he actually isn't a silver bullet solution to all problems", lol.
 
120: I won’t let you.
120: I won't let you.

I'm going to be sick. I had been so excited, so damn satisfied to finally be done with this storm - and now everything has flipped on its head. Nobunaga is dead, Georgios is wounded, and Heracles has achieved a form beyond what we ever could have predicted.

For a moment, the only noise is the waves, and the badly strained hull of the Argo creaking as it sways back and forth. Heracles gazes wordlessly at the pristine wall of Mash's Noble Phantasm, the tattered cloth over his face fluttering in the slowly dying breeze.

Mash doubles over, breathing heavily as her Noble Phantasm ends - she looks like she's about to throw up, and I, already unsettled, vomit on the rain-soaked deck.

His ability goes beyond 'just' absorbing ambient mana; even my own Od is being sucked out. At this rate, just like my first night at the Mathers mansion-

Breath returns as something warm glows on my back, and Cu Chulainn passes by me to draw a rune on Mash's back as well. He gives a meaningful glance at Georgios, still with both arms broken, and the Rider nods, dematerializing into spirit form to lighten the load.

Finally, I can breathe again, and I slowly rise back to a normal standing posture, glaring at the enemy in front of us who still has yet to take action beyond his opening move.

For the first time in this Singularity, the communicator on my wrist beeps, and a completely frazzled-looking Olga Marie Animusphere appears. Right, I guess the storm's over-

"...Subaru, this is probably a bad time, but what are we looking at here?" She asks. Idly, I note that she looks about as exhausted as she looked during France… I guess losing communication for three days will do that, huh? But still, the look on her face-

"Heracles," I say, wiping the spittle from my lips. I hate this. Don't look at me like that, like you're so glad to see me. I'm going to die, after all. If not from this enemy, then maybe by my own hands. "Or I guess, Super Heracles? He's using that [Total Eclipse] thing Gareth mentioned in the France debriefing."

"Ah, I see," She says numbly.

"Oi, Heracles, what the hell are you doing!?" Jason shouts over our conversation. "Why are you shooting my crew - no, why are you siding with Medea!? She's trying to wipe out humanity, you know!? Look, I get that she messed with your mind a bit, but shake it off already!"

"Alcides." The Archer says, astralizing his bow and raising both hands in front of himself. "Call me Alcides now. I will not bear the name of a goddess. As for the fate of humanity, why should I care? Humans, gods… both are worthless. Burn it all and start anew - the plan of the King of Mages suits me just fine."

Jason's eyes widen, and he freezes.

"My bad, he's Alcides," I find myself whispering to the director. Jokingly. As if everything hasn't suddenly gone to hell.

It hasn't sunk in. Somehow, even though I rationally know it, I still haven't even internalized Nobunaga's demise. I just can't believe that moron would die just like that - she already broke the rules in her arrival, so surely, somehow-!

"I can hear him just fine…" She mutters, and then annoyance glints in her eyes. "Surely you remember that-"

"Yeah, it's his childhood name. There was something like that in the [Okeanos Doom Packet]," I reply.

Finally, strained laughter leaves Jason's lips. "Y-you're joking, right? That's really… not funny, Heracles-"

"No, this is the truth," Heracles - no, Alcides - replies. "That is why I've placed the Nemean Lion's pelt over my face - so that the works of man may never again enter my sight."

"...No. No, that's impossible!" Jason protests. "Even if you were an outcast, you never once resented-!"

"Not when you knew me," Alcides says, cutting him off. "No, even during my lifetime, I still never held a grudge. I thought, somehow, that it was just me. That I was simply a freak who had been born wrong. It's not abnormal for a demigod to have no place among men, but if it was only me, then I could bear that burden. But the mud created by the [Caster of the Stars] opened my eyes. It took two baths in the mud, but I saw it at last."

Caster of the- oh, right, there was a paper-thin disguise like that at some point, wasn't there? He's talking about Alter Ego, in any case.

"Angra Mainyu. All the Evils in the World - that was what it showed me. And what I saw was simply that it was all the same. The loneliness I felt, the cruelty visited upon me - even my own sin, that murderous rage of mine - that was simply humanity. It was no different for anyone else; it could never be any different, for humans are the most wicked, worthless beings in this world," He says, and then, pausing a moment, he turns his head slightly to gaze westward. "Even your kingdom, Jason - I'm sure it would have been just the same."

"That's wrong, Heracles! You know me, don't you? There's no way I'd be satisfied with anything less than utopia, dammit-!" Our Rider protests.

"I admire your ability to dream big, Jason, but… you know what the result of that ambition would have been, right?" Alcides says, almost apologetically.

"...So in the end, it comes back to my failures again, huh?" The Rider mutters as tears begin to pool in his eyes. "But… this doesn't have to be the end! The grail… if we can just get the grail, then this time-! This time, for sure-! This ship, it's still here, so somehow, some way-!"

Alcides shakes his head. "Sorry, Jason. You know as well as I do that it's impossible now. Even with a Holy Grail, humanity cannot change. No matter what path we take, our doom was already written by the Fates. But… for what it's worth, even now I'm grateful to you, and to this ship. If every human was like those in your crew, then things might have been different."

Jason closes his eyes, his gritted teeth grinding with the ferocity of an earthquake. Finally, defiant eyes open upon his friend. "Then how about I show you some more like them!?"

"By all means, show me your new crew." The Archer replies, voice filled with cold amusement. "They have a high bar to reach, though. Not just in terms of the old crew; I'm fresh off of quite the fight, after all. Hauroy - no, Reid Astrea - was quite the foe."

The remaining copy of Benkei takes an iai stance as [Gae Bolg] materializes in Cu Chulainn's hands and Mash forces herself to her feet.

In that moment, as tension crackles through the air, and my eyes are peeled to see every instant of it for the next try-

{Master!} Georgios screams telepathically, and my command spell is already glowing.

"[EMM]!" Beatrice and my absolute defense magic will protect me from his arrow - is what I thought. But as spectral butterflies fill my sight, I realize that I made the wrong call.

"Senpai!" I hear Mash scream over the sound of blows being rapidly exchanged.

"Focus, Shielder! You wanna die!?" Cu Chulainn shouts, and she falls silent.

Just outside of the swarming butterflies, I hear Jason swearing repeatedly. "I'll get you out of there, so just-!"

"[Reincarnation-" The beginning of an unfamiliar Noble Phantasm uttered by Alcides is the last thing I hear before my already strained mana reserves give out, and everything goes dark.

***

I sputter salt water as I return to consciousness, a more-or-less literally faceless pirate grinning at me as he lowers a bucket. Frantically, my eyes seek information.

An unfamiliar purple-haired woman in the garb of a conquistador. A pleasantly smiling blue-haired girl with pointed ears. Dozens of similarly generic pirates. An unfamiliar island scene, but I can see the stars above. It's still nighttime.

No, there's no time to hesitate. I don't know why they took me captive, but I don't plan to find out. I reach for my head with [Invisible Providence]-

"I won't let you," an all-too-familiar voice rings out, and I feel a searing pain as a knife severs the unseen arm. My head whips towards the speaker, even as I desperately try to bite my tongue, only for him to thrust his hand into my mouth and stop me.

…I guess it makes sense that he could see it.

"You were too slow, dumbass." Says Alter Ego, face twisted in a cold sneer.
 
121: The Apostle of Greed
121: The Apostle of Greed

"Bael has been defeated, as you are no doubt aware."

"Whether it was a pathetic showing or not… is unclear at this point. My examinations of Natsuki Subaru have not yet begun."

"In other words, you have focused your analysis upon that other reality first. That aligns with your preferences - at least what preferences you had before our consensus."

"Just so."

"...Raum. How long has the Near-Future Observation Lens SHEBA been malfunctioning?"

"The new Flauros believes it coincides with Natsuki Subaru's arrival at Chaldea - he claims that VII sabotaged it so it could not detect him as a threat."

"Illogical. It is already obvious that that woman has no such subtlety. Is he simply too stubborn to accept his previous iteration's failure? No, that is not the issue at hand. Who else is aware at this point?"

"Bael, Flauros, Phenex, Bifrons, myself - with you included, Zepar, that makes six of us."

"And our chances of fixing it?"

"...Do you truly wish to do so?"

"..."

"Freed from consensus, you see it too, don't you? As it stands now, our plan is doomed to failure. SHEBA failed six years ago - I'm sure you can piece together the cause."

"...!"

"You can see it now."

"How did we miss it?"

"Our king charted the correct path three thousand years ago, and from that point we have never once questioned or strayed from it. But that thing cannot be predicted. Or rather, the cause for its awakening-"

"-Exists beyond the point of the end of humanity. I understand. And so, you have been searching the other world recorded by Natsuki Subaru. The actions of Bifrons in Jerusalem and Phenex in Rome - am I to assume they are also seeking a solution?"

"Bifrons's results were intentional. Phenex was simply seeking oblivion; the emergence of Sodom's Beast was coincidental."

"Following their example seems ill-advised. I will pick up your slack instead. Give me the data for Natsuki Subaru - he has proved implacable thus far, and so I will search all of his possible pasts, and find the version of him best suited to our task."

"Very well - be warned though, Zepar. In this moment you are following Phenex's example perfectly."

***

Alter Ego

I blink as Zepar's last thoughts finally vanish. He didn't need to share all of that with me. Really, what a nice guy. Thanks for all the ominous warnings.

Not that I understood any of it.

Ignoring the phantom pains of my body tearing itself apart tens of thousands of times, I begin my stretching routine as I think.

I'm not completely blind at the moment. [Clairvoyance (Demise)] has given me quite a bit of good information considering how many times I just died, so a rudimentary plan is already possible. Zepar has saved me a lot of time - seriously, he really was a nice guy.

'I' should be coming along soon - no, referring to him like that is confusing, so let's call him 'the idiot'.

The idiot is coming soon - I should be able to jump bodies into him, and that'll make it possible for me to actually leave this singularity. From there, it's a simple matter of hunting down Raum. Whatever he's using to analyze Lugunica can probably be used to get back there, and I can see everyone again - however many of them the idiot has left alive, I guess.

"That's awfully cold of you," Echidna notes. "Are you really going to abandon the world of your parents to destruction?"

Ah.

"...Right, there were people like that, weren't there?"

Even now, I'm a coward, huh? I seriously tried to pretend that the end of the world wasn't my problem for a moment there. How disgusting.

"How many times do you estimate I'll have to die?" I ask.

"If I use our previous methodology, it might be upwards of ten billion times," Echidna says. "But considering we seem to have hit some kind of limit for us to be here in the first place, I think we'll have to be a bit less comprehensive going forward. [Clairvoyance (Demise)] is a real lucky break in that respect, but the fact remains we might have to take a few chances. By my count, we capped out at around one billion, does that sound right to you?"

"I lost count at ten million," I admit with some slight embarrassment.

"But you know the exact number you lost count at? Good grief." I can picture her shaking her head with a smug expression. I wish I could punch her.

"For now, let's try Bonnet, and then Medea. They seem like they wouldn't be too much trouble to trick," I say.

***

That was the intention.

(Stede clings desperately to the wheel, slowly bleeding out, pulling with all his might to get us clear of the whirlpool.)

I just wanted to trick some rogue servants.

(Medea makes one final cast, heedless of her missing legs.)

Just to make some temporary, expendable allies, of people I knew weren't particularly good-hearted.

(Stede keeps his grip on my arm, even though Charybdis will pull him over the side too now.)

I wanted to use them.

(Medea teleports into the path of Drake's shot.)

And yet-

(Stede shouts in exaggerated outrage in a way that reminds me of someone I can't remember.)

Somehow, these two -

(Medea smiles, hair fluttering in the wind.)

***

As the idiot gnaws uselessly at my fingers in his mouth and struggles to free himself from the ropes binding him, I turn my attention towards Medea for a moment. "I don't want you guys getting caught up in this, so can you step away for a bit?"

"Yes, Subaru-sama," Medea says, giving a small bow. Turning, she starts to walk towards the shoreline, before pausing to look back at me with a small smile. "Please come back safely."

As the starlight glimmers in her eyes, my thoughts freeze for just a moment.

Then I realize that the idiot is staring at me with wide eyes, and I come to my senses. "Drake, that means you too."

"Sure. Any other orders?" The armored woman asks dully.

"Yeah. Go back to where we left the Argo - if it's still intact, destroy it," I say, and ignore the idiot biting down harder on my fingers as he gives a muffled scream, slicing through the [Unseen Hand]s he slings at me. Naturally, as a Servant, I'm far faster than those sluggish things.

But seriously, what's he doing throwing those things around anyway? I guess he's slothful if nothing else…

"Medea, you can go with her if you want," I say, but the Witch shakes her head.

"I'll wait here."

"Alright- let's begin. [Return From Death]."

My world unfolds.

***

"Neither of us can reset here - your friends are dying outside, so it's in your best interest to give up quickly," I say. "Once I possess you, I'll reset and save everyone, so just give it up already. It's in everyone's best interest."

I take a step back, removing my hand from the idiot's mouth as the familiar green hillscape appears.

Without any hesitation, he bites his tongue off and drowns in his own blood on the grassy slope.

(Did I underestimate him a bit?)

A moment later, the idiot rises to his feet with a scowl as a corpse and a splattering of black mud drop from the hole at the top of the hill.

"So that's how it is, huh?" He mutters.

"[Return From Death] endlessly revives Natsuki Subaru, pouring out curses in the process. It's a fusion of our innate abilities and a niche capability of Angra Mainyu. Of course, since I've got Angra Mainyu as a component of my spirit origin, I can withstand the curses, but as for you…" The mud touches his feet, and… does nothing. "...Never mind, I misread that a bit."

(The vaguest sense of uneasiness starts to build in me.)

"Alter Ego… no, I'm not gonna call you that to your face," He smirks. "Okay, for now you can be Barusu."

"Right, there was a nickname like that, wasn't there…" I mutter.

"God, you're gross," his smirk quickly shifts to a scowl.

Wordlessly, I call Angra Mainyu's weapons, Tawrich and Zarich, to my hands - and then, remembering, I pause. "Before we start… Medea's smile earlier. Did Rem smile the same way? It's been a while, so I don't remember."

"No, it wasn't the same at all," He answers with a hint of pity in his voice, and fury courses through me.

How dare he.

My blades flash through the air - and pass through him. "[EMM]. I hope I don't have to explain this one to you."

"No, Emilia is still a goddess in my world," I say, lowering my weapon and stepping away as I wait for him to run out of mana. "What is that, anyway? Dimensional displacement magic? Who the hell taught you that?"

(I already know.)

"Beatrice, obviously," He answers. "We developed it together not long after we made our contract. But you never managed that, did you? There's no way she'd let you end up like this, if you had."

"Then, the one you sacrificed at the sanctuary was-!?"

"No one, idiot. I've been trying to tell you that. The only difference between us is… when I set out to save everyone, I don't disclude Natsuki Subaru," He says.

"And how many are you willing to sacrifice, for your easily spent life!?"

"Of our friends? Zero, obviously," He says with a shrug. "Well, I haven't succeeded in saving everyone, but you haven't either, have you? No, actually, have you even helped our friends? I mean, really helped them?"

Shut up.

"You completed the trial at the sanctuary, didn't you? But if Garfiel and Emilia were going to grow up, they had to face their respective pasts… hell, did you even take away Roswaal's Book of Wisdom?"

Shut up!

"You just brute forced everything by dying over and over again, without ever trusting your allies. That's not some fantastic feat of willpower and strategy! That's just the gaming style of an elementary schooler! Where the hell do you get off acting so smug - a guy like you could never have cleared the Pleiades Watchtower, not least because the moment you stepped into the library you would have drowned in your own books!"

Shut up, shut up, shut up!

"In other words, you don't have this, do you?" He grins. "Authority of Gluttony: [Sin Eater]."

Something shifts in my world, and two blades appear in his hands as well.

"You…"

"You were never able to kill Gluttony, were you?" He asks with an insufferable smirk. "So there's that, Beatrice, and from what I can tell you even died against Regulus, you freaking clown. Who's the one who has the right to act superior here…?"

"Shut up! You think I don't know!?" I finally shout. "I get it! I get it!"

Yeah. I guess I knew all along. From the moment I saw him smile. If he had been the coward I accused him of being, he wouldn't be able to smile like that. Everything else was convenient self-deception.

With even less effort, he got everything I died over and over to get.

"But… even so," I mutter. "Even so, I have no intention of giving up."

"...W-wait, really?" He seems honestly shocked. I'm not really sure why.

"Yeah. Because I hate you."

In the end, this is just about spite and envy. He can still return home, and I can't. And even if I could, he's done better than me in every respect.

So I'll destroy him and take his place. That's all.

His spell ends, and he's still too slow. A second body is added to the pile, and the mud rises.
 
Servant Parameters - Alter Ego (Natsuki Subaru)
Class: Alter Ego
Alternate Classes: Foreigner, Caster
True Name: Natsuki Subaru (Greed)
Alignment: Lawful Good
Armaments: Tawrich and Zarich, Knife.
Manifestation Cost: High

Bio:

An alternate version of Natsuki Subaru. Led astray by the Witch of Greed, he died over and over in an attempt to be a hero who saved everyone. Slowly, he became an incomprehensible existence, and in the end all of his bonds were corrupted or severed. Finally, without warning, he found himself returned to Earth, mixed into the vessel of a Servant prepared by the Demon Pillar Zepar.

The other components used in Alter Ego's construction are Odin in his capacity as a god of prophecy, and Angra Mainyu in his capacity as a god who records atrocities. Neither has any ego, although in some way Angra has managed to bleed through some vague sense of nastiness..

Parameters
Strength: E
Endurance: E
Agility: A
Mana: B
Luck: EX (But not in the sense of 'the best')
NP: EX

Class Skills:

Existence Outside the Domain: C

Territory Creation: B-

Item Construction: B-


Being connected to Odin, and influenced by the Witch of Greed Alter Ego Possesses the innate abilities of a Caster. However, his own bad habits and tendency to constantly reset the timeline mean that he is all but incapable of making real use of these.

Personal Skills:

Affection of the Witch: A++

A skill representing the love that the Witch Satella holds for Alter Ego. "All parameters are ranked up" - sure would be convenient, but in reality this skill just makes Alter Ego smell bad. The first "+" signifies the miasma intensifying when Foreigner's ultimate Noble Phantasm is used. The second "+" signifies Alter Ego's ability to purposely intensify this scent by speaking about his final Noble Phantasm.

Annihilation Wish: B

Clairvoyance (Demise): A


At the moment of his death, Alter Ego gains an extreme degree of insight into his immediate vicinity, especially those things connected with his death. Furthermore, his demise is treated as a sacrifice to the World Tree, and replenishes his mana by an immense degree - but lacking the superior durability of a certain Caster, this effect is only relevant within his reality marble.

Advice of the Witch: A

Allows Alter Ego to receive periodic advice from the Witch Echidna so long as he wears a certain crystal pendant.

Noble Phantasms:

Infinite Ruin: Return From Death

Rank: A
Type: Anti-Army
Range: 1-20
Maximum number of targets: 1-50 People

A Reality Marble created by the intermingling of Angra Mainyu's [Unlimited Raise Dead] and Subaru's [Return by Death]. While within its boundaries, [Return by Death] does not activate as usual. Rather, upon Alter Ego's death, he revives within the Reality Marble, and cursed mud is rained down on all within.

This cursed mud is capable of [Blackening] Servants, and those blackened in such a way are beholden to Alter Ego's will.


Live Again, From Zero: Return by Death
Rank: EX
Type: Anti-Event
Range: -
Maximum number of targets: 1 Person

As expected, it is the same as the normal [Return by Death]. The user returns to a set point in the past upon death. There are lots of odd caveats, but by this point the reader should not need this ability explained.

Incidentally, if Alter Ego resets, Subaru will not remember the loop that was reset, and if Subaru resets, Alter Ego will not remember.

…By the way, as this is a Noble Phantasm, an innate ability of one who is nominally humanity's defender, it has been mechanically integrated into the human order in such a way that resetting the timeline will not provoke a counter force response on its own.

-But if that is the case, what exactly was Benkei summoned to face?
 
I love how the Demon Pillars are starting to realize that things are not going anywhere near as planned and are actively trying to stop Subaru.

Can't wait to see how Goetia himself reacts.
 
I'm surprised at the casual mention of the Beast of Sodom there. Looks like the Pillars acting independently is kickstarting a lot of larval Beasts?
 
122: Hitachibou Kaison
122: Hitachibou Kaison

The rain continues to drum against my little tent. Outside, I hear the agitated whinny and shlopping footsteps of a passing horse. Behind it, a wagon creaks, its wheels splattering reeking mud.

"Stop. Let me see your pass," A voice calls out, and the man driving the wagon grumbles.

Still, he obliges, introducing himself as a merchant carrying cooking oil to the next territory.

Drip. Drip, Drip. A leak in the roof continues to drip a steady trickle onto the exposed blade of my trembling sword.

Atone.

"So? What's up with that tent there? That allowed so close to a border checkpoint?" The merchant asks, and I grit my teeth.

"That guy? Ah, it's just some monk. He hasn't tried to force his way through or anything, and I'm not looking to upset the Buddha."

The sword just barely breaks the skin of my stomach, and I drop it, clutching both hands to my face.

Atone. Atone. Atone.

"Ah, that so? Oh, speaking of monks."

Why are you still alive?

"I heard Lord Yoshitsune, and those monks he was traveling with, were finally killed."

Why are you still alive, Hitachibou Kaison!?

"Seriously?" The guard says with a slight laugh. "I couldn't imagine anyone killing that big scary one- what was his name again? Mukade?"

"Who's gonna name a monk 'centipede', man?" Another guard says, laughing. "It was…"

"Musashibou Benkei," I finally speak, voice hoarse.

"Musashibou, that's the one!" The guard laughs. "Thanks, mister! Anyway, it's not that big a shock, right? Any man's gotta fall if you shoot enough arrows-?"

"He was still standing," I mutter. "For hours, until Lord Yoritomo's men grew brave enough to check. Musashibou Benkei died standing, and stood for hours still, even as a corpse."

"There is no salvation for a traitor. But, even so," I exit my tent, the tears in my eyes mixing with the rain as I gaze on the three men there in desperation. "This worthless one, who managed to survive, begs of you - please, at the very least allow me to share that man's story."


***

The mightiest hero of Greece stands atop an iceberg, and nocks an arrow.

He is powerful. Terribly so - and yet, for some reason he has come to meet us. Although by all rights he could have ended us by raining death from afar, he has come to meet us, and give us a fighting chance.

Cu Chulainn has drawn his spear. Mash Kyrielight has readied her shield. And I, the strongest one of us three-

Coward.

-am trembling, inside my soul.

Atone. Atone. Atone.

But, Musashibou Benkei was a brave warrior, and by some curse, I bear his name at this moment.

Dismissing my clones, abandoning the leyline plan, and summoning a new batch for this fight… won't be necessary.

I can end this in one strike. As a Grand Servant, I'm at least the same speed as him - my Agility is C-rank, but the C-rank of a Grand is on par with the A-rank of a normal Servant. My strength far surpasses his endurance, and if he takes a single hit from me, he will die. If Jason is correct, he can come back, but only once.

He possesses clones made of ice - but thinking of them as clones is incorrect. They aren't like my Benkei Butsu, created by a Noble Phantasm - their true nature is simply autonomous ice familiars. How he obtained the ability to make them doesn't matter right now; what matters is the knowledge that no familiar can fight at the same speed and power as a Servant. They are glorified weapons platforms, only useful for firing attacks.

Alcides has a shroud that nullifies all weapons made of human hands - right now, it's covering his face, and by extension most of his body. However, that is to my benefit. I can nullify that expected defense by stealing it with [Eighth Implement], at which point he will be exposed to a lethal blow, and I will gain an absolute defense against his counterattack. The only necessary item is an opening.

"[EMM]!" Subaru shouts something, and Mash turns towards him in shock - there.

Alcides fires, his copies following suit as both real arrows and those made of ice strike like lightning. In the same moment, I draw.

My blade beats down all arrows in my path as I leap towards him.

Not yet. Not yet. Wait for the very last moment.

I close fifty meters between us in a second. {By my Command Spell, stop where you are.} My [Blank Subscription List]'s fraudulent Command Spell…

"[Reincarnation…" He begins to chant.

-fails to influence him. So be it. "[Eighth…"

"-Pandora]." He concludes.

"-Implement]!" I shout.

***

Of my three Noble Phantasms, [Benkei Butsu] is doubtless the best in one-on-one combat.

Atone.

The inability to control the number of clones produced aside, the fact is that none of these clones are significantly weaker than the original. Each clone takes one of my seven weapons (the eighth Benkei having to make do with unarmed attacks, or the use of [Eighth Implement]), but ultimately losing access to one of many weapons is usually no big deal.

Atone. Atone. Atone.

And, of course, the fact is that no matter which is killed, the clone or the original, I will not die unless all copies are destroyed. In that sense, you could say that there is 'no original'. Furthermore, when a clone is slain, all copies have their strength enhanced temporarily, and the weapon wielded by that copy is sent to another copy at random. If I cancel the Noble Phantasm early, I can choose which body remains, and enhancement proportional to the lost clones will be applied to it.

Why are you still alive?

-However, what would happen if [Benkei Butsu] were canceled against my will?

Would a body be chosen at random? Would the body possessing the most of my weapons be chosen?

Why are you still alive, Hitachibou Kaison!?

I know the truth. The body chosen would be the one that I, instinctively, choose in that split second of the Noble Phantasm's activation.

Musashibou Benkei would have no problem with that. He would always choose correctly.

Musashibou Benkei would have stood by his allies to the very end.

But I am Hitachibou Kaison, a coward who failed to die.

As I gaze upon the very same island that I was summoned to, far away from my allies, I press a katana against my stomach, tears and sweat rolling down my face - and drive it in.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

Achieving nothing, the False Grand Lancer passes away from this world in the desperate hope that the True might arrive.

-And then, a moment later, I return.

"...What?" I mutter. "Even now, I can't die?"

Well, of course I can't. I still had [Chiron's Immortality] from Alcides's Noble Phantasm - wait, I did!?

Didn't I get the Nemean Lion's Pelt? Yes, it's right there on the ground-

"[Stymphalian Bird]." A bronze-feathered bird answer's my call, manifesting just in front of me. "You're kidding… I got the whole set!?"

In that case…

"Then I can still make it," I mutter, mounting the bird. Please. Please, let me make it in time.

As my mount takes off, my last sight before returning here flits through my mind. Alcides, his grimacing face exposed. Those strange eyes of his which I had expected to be full of contempt, in that moment were… no, I had to be mistaken.

The true Benkei would stand strong. Alcides's appearance wouldn't be enough to unsettle him.

But as for me, there's something about it - that wild-haired face, crowned with horns, with eyes full of admiration of all things - that makes me shudder.
 
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So close to straight up winning... if he had just spent five milliseconds killing Alcides after Eighth Implement this would've been over by now. But he wouldn't be 'Benkei' then, I suppose.
 
123: Cu Chulainn
123: Cu Chulainn

In a flash of light, Benkei disappears. Behind us, the cloud of butterflies vanishes with Subaru in tow. In other words, we might be in a bit of trouble.

One of my familiars detects the Lancer at the first leyline, but he's disappeared from the other two, which means… probably his clones were dispelled. Whether his Noble Phantasm was sealed or stolen isn't clear yet, though considering he looks like what Gareth described seeing in France, I'm guessing it's been stolen.

A small smirk graces Alcides's now exposed face as he touches a rapidly healing chest wound. "...If I had been slower, I'd be dead now. I knew about [Eighth Implement], but to think it could take all of [King's Order] in a single use…"

That's a bait. If I was a Lancer, I would have taken it, but I'm not right now, so I contemplate my conditions for victory.

My Master has been kidnapped. He's not at a great risk of being killed just yet, but that doesn't mean I can just forget about him. The nice part is, he's gotta be in close proximity to Alter Ego right now, which means if I can pull off my whole 'steal his spirit origin' plan, Subaru can just grab the Grail off his corpse.

In other words, the best chance of victory is to disengage in the way that keeps the most of my allies alive, and still leaves me in condition to activate the spell once I reach the leyline.

"I can't use that just yet," I mutter as Alcides materializes a sword in his hand. But beyond that, everything else is permitted. I speak louder this time, "I'm going all out. You guys back me up or leave, I don't care which!"

"Tch… yeah, I get it!" Jason replies, materializing the golden fleece and casting it to the floor in front of him. "[Drakon Kholkikos]!"

I dash forward, spear readied, the Colchian dragon on my heels. He's faster than me, but that won't matter - is what he probably thinks I'm thinking.

He has an answer to [Gae Bolg], is my guess - or else his luck stat is high enough that he thinks he can survive it.

"[Gae-!" I shout as I close the gap, meeting him in the air halfway between his iceberg and the boat.

His sword moves like water, cutting through the air in a way that I can't quite grasp.

"-Bolg]!"

The heart was pierced, there|fore the spear was thrust.

Metal meets metal, and with a resounding crack - my spear is cut in half.

"The type of sword pervert who could cut through concepts with a pair of chopsticks" - that's how Master described this guy's previous opponent, right?

In other words - Alcides acquired that technique and cut through my reversal of cause and effect.

I reverse my direction with a burst of mana, and he pursues me - got him.

If he can repel Gae Bolg, then I just need to use a different attack entirely!

"Ansuz!" The runes set on the deck of the Argo flare to life, trapping Alcides in my barrier of my Noble Phantasm, the same that slew his Berserker counterpart in Fuyuki. "An offering to the great god of wisdom - [Ochd Deug Odin]-!"

Again his sword ripples, and my Barrier is cut down, letting him slip out just as the whole thing explodes. At the same time, Jason's dragon, passing by me for an attempted bite, is met with a devastating palm strike that sends it flying overboard.

I hurl firebolts at him to create distance while gathering mana-

"Pathetic," In an instant, he's behind me, and my garbage Caster Agility isn't enough to let me fully block the attack. His kick slams me into the deck of the Argo, splintering the wood. "Is this all the mightiest hero of Ireland is capable of? Must you rely on the abilities of gods?"

Alcides spits the last word like a curse.

"Hating humans wasn't enough for you?" I groan, rising to my feet.

But I understand. Cu Chulainn is more than just this. I'm the hound of Ulster, dammit! What the hell am I doing lying on my ass like some kind of loser!?

"Do not misunderstand. I disdain humans," Alcides shakes his head. "But the gods who created them… I despise. They are the most worthless of all. They claim to rule while granting humanity only pain and suffering - were it possible, I would butcher them as I did the monsters they created.The gods are all deserving of-"

In that moment, a stone whizzes past his head.

***

A young man with green hair, far away on the neighboring island shakes his head as he places a second stone in his sling. "Say what you like about other gods, but mine has been good to me. Dalet!"

***
Playing smart isn't like me. I thought I should stick to that role, since I'm a Caster. Since the fate of humanity was on the line, I ought to take things a bit seriously.

But I am a hound. I fight with tooth and fang!

Grabbing the halves of my weapon from the deck, I strike with a grin. My right hand, gripping the front half of the broken Gae Bolg, is deflected by his sword - but that leaves him open, and the back half pierces his wrist as a second and third stone miss their marks - no, they were meant to miss.

***

"Bet!" The youth shouts as he fires his fourth stone. "Alef! You have the right to reform, but you leave me no choice-!"

Many Noble Phantasms require activation conditions - in the case of this man, King David, the requirement is simple. Four warning shots before the final, undeflectable shot.

***
"Tch- [Benkei-!" Alcides shouts as weapons made of ice rain uselessly towards me - my [Protection from Arrows] deflects them all, and I drive the other half of my ruined weapon into the same wound as the first, severing his hand at the wrist.

"[Hamesh-!" A faint voice calls from far ashore.

The strongest hero of Greece catches his fallen sword and completes a circular slash. "-Butsu]!"

"-Avanim]!"

A golden bolt crosses the sea, and strikes him in the head, removing it in a spray of blood.

-but that doesn't matter now.

Two copies are standing at either side of the first, while at the peak of that same iceberg he arrived on, a third flexes a replacement hand made of ice experimentally as he materializes a bow in his other.

"I'll admit it," I say after a moment, standing upright. "Odin's tricks won't do any good against a guy like you. I should have done this from the start."

Holding both halves of my broken spear in one hand, I materialize my staff again and toss it to Mash Kyrielight. "Girlie, go plant that at the Leyline. You've got communications back, so Da Vinci should probably know enough to finish the spell. Long as I'm still alive, it'll work."

"Oh? Do you think I'll just let them walk on over?" The Archer says with a smirk - but I can see a familiar fire starting to burn in his eyes. I know it, because I've got the same in mine.

With one motion I cast my cloak and shirt aside, prompting a gasp from Mash and a sharp intake of breath from Jason.

"Yeah. You wanted to see what 'Cu Chulainn' can do, right?" I ask as I begin to channel mana into the hundreds of runes engraved on my skin.

I still don't know if this will work. Nobunaga had babbled something about my teacher changing people's classes with swimsuits and runes, but who knows whether she was just making shit up.

But as for this, the theory is sound enough.

An ordinary Servant is restricted by their Class Container from manifesting the Noble Phantasms of their other classes - but I'm a Pseudo-Servant. The 'Caster' in me comes from Odin, while Cu Chulainn is simply an 'ordinary' human body with no innate class restrictions. My spear is one thing, but-

The innate abilities carved into the body of 'Cu Chulainn' can surely be released with enough cheating.

From my pocket I pull a strip of preserved skin - marked with the six remaining Command Spells of my old master, Kotomine Kirei - and swallow it whole.

Mana surges through me, and my body shudders.

" [Warp Spasm]( Riastrad) ."
 
Compendium Update: Cu Chulainn
Compendium Update: Cu Chulainn

Riastrad: Warp Spasm

Rank: A
Type: Anti-Unit (Self)
Range -
Maximum number of targets: 1 person.

The Noble Phantasm of the true Berserker Cu Chulainn, as opposed to his altered form seen in Fujimaru Ritsuka's journey. His strongest Noble Phantasm and the reason why summoning Cu Chulainn as a Berserker is seen as essentially suicide.

A rage so great and terrible that it warps the sufferer's very body into a perfect animalistic killing machine, a shapeless abomination meant purely for killing - was already the case for this ability while Cu Chulainn was still alive.

Now, having become a Noble Phantasm, it is more terribile still, allowing alterations of his form that the less malleable human form would have restricted. Furthermore, even after the first activation, the Berserk Cu Chulainn can continue to reactivate this Noble Phantasm over and over again at will, constantly distorting his body to match the situation, even including adaptation to allow him to draw mana from his master at a pace to allow such an insane tactic.

-It is for this reason that summoning him in such a state is a suicidal endeavor. Under any normal circumstance, even a Master with the reserves of Illyasviel von Einzbern would likely die of mana exhaustion within the hour.

Accounting for the devoured Command Spells, the connection to three leylines, the generators of Chaldea, and Natsuki Subaru's own mana reserves…

If Cu Chulainn fights in this state for longer than ten minutes, his master will perish.




...Also, on a note completely unrelated to this Noble Phantasm, Cu Chulainn's spear (copied by Archer) sticks around after being broken in this chapter. This is because Archer's weapons disappear due to him subconsciously dismissing them when broken. With him dead and gone, Gae Bolg will retain its form (but not its function) for some time yet.
 
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