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The Holy Grail War.

It had been quite some time since it had ended, but for Emiya Shirou it feels like it was just yesterday.

But then -

He was told, as the winner of the Fuyuki Holy Grail War, that there was another one starting up.🗈

BGM: Whirlpool of Fate

Of course, the grail was the one who chose the Masters and honestly... even now, he'd argue that he was still inexperienced. That he was unworthy.

Not to mention, he wasn't even a proper magus.

He was a fake.

But... was that really so bad? His wish still hung in the air, out of reach.

That he'd become a superhero.

So -

Just like the grail that he had destroyed and dismantled... he would participate in this war, too.

Even Tohsaka, who had tried to convince him against it, sighed at him and just gave him the instructions on how to do the summoning properly instead of by sheer accident.

And thankfully, this time he wasn't being chased by a Lancer trying to end his life, so he had all the time in the world - or at least more time in the world than he did before to prepare.

Stepping into the storage shed, he couldn't help but remember -

How speechless he was.

How strong the wind was.

How time had stopped, only for him to hear the sound of her voice,

"From this time forth, my sword shall be with you and your fate shall be with me.
—Now, our contract is complete."

That had been the day that changed his life forever.

And now, while he couldn't relive that moment, much less recreate it...

... he knew this place was special. Moving some of the boxes around, he eventually found it. The magic circle. This probably would do.

With a heavy breath, he wiped off the sweat of his brow and closed his eyes, focusing on the measly magic circuits that he had and spoke the words, not entirely sure if he would even be able to summon anyone, much less the right 'card' that would help him on this long journey.

So, he proverbially crossed his fingers, and prayed...