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The Origin Bullet's mechanics spread through every connected stream's comment section simultaneously, delivered by the combined knowledge of several thousand viewers at once.
Technical version: Emiya Kiritsugu's rib bone, ground fine, loaded into the Thompson Contender. It carries his origin — severing and reconstructing. In the Type-Moon framework, magic circuits are the wiring between a Magician's intent and their power. The Origin Bullet cuts that wiring and reconnects it backward. Don't use your circuits after being hit and nothing happens. Use them and the system shorts — magic circuits going berserk, ranging from total paralysis to instant death. Max had adjusted the PVP version to a clean 10-second window. One bullet per player, placed in the Thompson Contender from the start.
Monkey had activated his 5x acceleration at second three.
[Chat]: the most painful part is that he used his OWN skill to do it
[Monkey_Chat]: I know. I know this.
[Also_Monkey_Chat]: I lost to a man who was running around all session with a knife in his backside
[Chat]: yes. yes you did.
After a moment, Monkey collected himself.
"So that's what that bullet does. I had no idea." A pause. "Maverick — that guy never goes easy on anyone. Let's go check his stream and see if he can close this out."
Maverick looked at what Monkey had left on the tower platform. Sniper rifle. Full loadout.
He picked it up, checked the scope, and found the last Hundred Personas Hassan clone still behind the tree two blocks away — exactly where it had been.
One breath.
[BANG]
The clone hit the ground.
[Chat]: ONE SHOT
[Chat]: he spent the entire session getting stabbed while running and he closes it with a clean sniper kill from Monkey's own position
[Monkey_Chat]: I set up that shot four times.
[Maverick_Fan]: 4 million followers. still climbing.
He collected the full loadout, checked Elizabeth — on her feet, recovering, still composing her list of grievances against Lü Bu — and they moved into the city.
Servants recover through eating. Max had coded this deliberately — food recovery for everyone, keeping the tone accessible. Elizabeth needed a restaurant. They were looking.
He turned a corner in the commercial district.
Dai turned the same corner from the other direction.
Both stopped.
Behind Maverick: Elizabeth. Behind Dai: Nero.
The four of them stood at the intersection.
[Combined_Chat]: THE REUNION
[Veteran_Viewer]: I have been waiting for exactly this
Dai broke the silence.
"Can't you just find something to wear?"
"Do you have any right to say that to me?"
[Chat]: BOTH AT THE SAME TIME. BOTH EQUALLY CORRECT AND WRONG.
[Practical]: I only ask that between them they find one pair of pants. shared custody.
[Realistic]: this request has been impossible for three hours and will continue to be impossible
Before either side could settle on cooperation or conflict, Nero looked up with the brightness of someone who had identified a suitable occasion.
"To celebrate this touching reunion—"
"No." Both Masters, simultaneously. Maverick stepped between Nero and open air. Dai's hand landed on Nero's shoulder.
Nero and Elizabeth exchanged a look of deep mutual understanding.
The concert was postponed.
They walked together into the city — carrying their Servants, using "singing attracts enemies" as a deterrent — moving with the urgency of people who have successfully redirected two very enthusiastic Servants and have no interest in finding out what happens when the redirection expires.
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