''Guess it's time.'' Were the single words a man uttered by a man standing on top a hill that was showing the landscape of the city know as Fuyuki, which lights were shining bright in the night.
The person was a man in his prime, late 20's or early 30. He is wearing a pair of black trousers, a black body armor that cover's most of muscular body except for his arms and a pair of metal plate shoes, which appear to be attached to his trousers. His skin was tanned as if he had travelled many dessert's, his spiky hair was pure white even though he was so young, and his eyes were same color as steel.
He was Emiya Shirou, ''The Wrought Iron Hero'' as some people have called him throughout the years.
He just sat on a nearby rock and gazed with sad eyes upon the city that was once his home town and reflected on what had happened 3 days ago.
3 days ago
Shirou POV
''GRAHHHHHHHHH!'' a black monster with blood red eyes screamed as it prepared a stream of dark magic to attack me with it.
''RHO AIAS.'' I shouted as the seven petal shield of the hero of the Trojan War ''Aias the Great'' appeared and blocked the dark attack. It was quite powerful being able to destroy 1 of Aias's petals, after all each petal was the equivalent of a fortress.
As the attack dispersed, I charger straight to the monster while projecting my favorite sword's, Kansho and Bakuya, but they would only stay in their current form for only a few seconds.
''TRACE OVEREDGE!'' I shouted as the swords began to grow and take the appearance of a pair of black and white angel wings.
I ran in front of the monster which was still recovering its prana from using the powerful attack. With swift speed I swung Kansho over its chest while immediately stabbing the monster with Bakuya into its neck.
''HHrrrrr...'' was all the demon was able to say. Black blood was dripping out of the demon's wounds as the light in its eyes was fading away.
I made my swords disappear and began walking towards a massive stone door. As I was walking I took a look at my body and frowned when I saw how it was covered with its black blood. All I could do was sigh.
''Man... I sure can't stand monsters.'' I said while looking at the monsters remains and remembered that this was not the first monster I had slain ... actually I lost track on how many I had slain.
I arrived in front of the door that the monster was guarding and with a gentle push I opened it. It was a tomb of some kind and in the middle was a monument on which a pure white jewel was placed, the size of it was as big as my palm.
''If Tohsaka saw it she would probably be drooling now.'' I thought with a small nostalgic smile on my face.
I slowly extended my hand and picked the stone. Everything changed when I touched it...
Images...or exactly memories... memories of my life started invading my mind... but were these my memories?
I saw different sets of memories, some were identical at first until they reach a certain points in my life ... The start of the 5th Holy Grail war.
I witnessed old and new memories, some which brought a smile while others brought horror and disgust. I fell on my knees while patting and trembling. Grabbing my head to stop the surge of pain that was invading it.
''Just what's going on?!'' I shouted as I couldn't understand what was going on.
I saw what one would call a corrupt Saber getting killed by my very own hands.
I saw a modern dressed Gilgamesh kill Illya and rip her heart out... or at what was supposed to be a heart.
I saw Saber disappears in front of me.
I saw Illya sacrificing herself to save me from my own death.
I saw a battle with Kotomine Kirei that I never had.
I saw a battle with Archer that I never had.
I saw the image of Sakura getting raped by Shinji.
I saw myself battle Berserker and defeating him.
I kept seeing different memories that were never my own, yet I knew they were mine. However my mind simply couldn't keep up and went blank and I passed out.
I began slowly opening my eyes, but closed them back moments later, my head felt like I went drinking all night.
I began to pull myself up, only to notice I wasn't wearing any shirt and that I was in a different place. I'm in a simple western room, it had a one person bed on which I was lying down and a wooden desk. But at that desk there was an old man dressed into a fancy suit with an ornamented mantle.
He was Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg one of five living Magicians capable of True Magic beyond modern science or Magecraft.
''Ara Ara Shirou-kun finally awake?'' he said with a laid back attitude while he was admiring the very jewel I touched earlier.
''Zelretch-san what are you doing here?'' I asked as I stood up and put a nearby black shirt on me.
''Well I thought you were taking rather long to finish the job I gave you so I came to check how you were, you should be grateful to me, you might have caught cold on that freezing floor.'' he said while smirking with that laid back personality which I just can't understand.
I then remembered what happened when I touched that jewel and I started to sweat.
''J-Just what is that jewel, the moment I touched it, it did something to my mind, I started remembering things I never done or more like I saw different lives I could have had. ''
''Hhhmmmm so it affected you huh? Well I guess I need to explain it to you.'' he sighted as he seemed to be lazy to do it.
It was then that he dropped the carefree expression and took a serious face.
''You see Shirou-kun this is a raw version of my Jewel Sword or more precise this is the main material that my jewel sword is made of. '' He explained while he took his sword out of his cape.
I was in literal shock, that jewel was the same as his sword, one of the few weapons I could never trace, more like one of the few weapons I wasn't even able to analyse.
''Don't be so shocked, you of all people should know that a good sword is made out of a rare material or two.'' he grinned like a kid.
''You see that jewel has power over dimensions, to be honest I didn't expect this to happen, maybe the fact that you made a contract with Alaya had an effect with it.''