Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

Sakura thought for a moment, her eyes lit up, and she simply tugged at Sakuya's sleeve, saying in a coquettish tone, "Now that Uncle Kariya has become a magician, shall we celebrate, Onii-chan?"

A single "Onii-chan" completely stunned Shuoyue. Yanye turned around and laughed silently. Shuoyue glared at him, then picked up the little girl and said with a doting smile, "Since the little princess has spoken, of course I agree!"

Don't forget, the man he inherited had EX-level cooking skills!

Dinner's ready at the Emiya family's house today!

"It must be the Matou family..."

"Long-winded!"

As expected of that man, his cooking skills were as good as ever. When Kariya took her first bite of the hamburger after the meal started, she almost cried. ★彡彡★

Fifteen days! Do you know how I spent those fifteen days?!

This little rascal has such great cooking skills, but after cooking for himself on the first day he moved in, he hasn't cooked again! Every time he goes to the door to pick up his lunchbox with anticipation, all he sees is curry rice bought from outside, and the taste hasn't changed in all these days!

He feels like throwing up whenever he smells curry!

If Kariya Matou knew that Sakugetsu often gave Sakura special tutoring, he might really fly into a rage and fight the little rascal to the death before the Holy Grail War.

But at this moment, all he wanted to do was enjoy the happiness that food brought him.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, the two of them pressed Sakura down on the sofa to watch TV, and then went into the kitchen together, talking quietly under the cover of the sound of washing dishes:

"The war will begin in a year, so get ready," Sakuyue said softly. "Although water magic is effective against Tokiomi Tohsaka, your magical skills are as laughable as paper in front of him."

"You don't need to tell me," Yan Ye retorted stubbornly.

"Hehe, keep up the good work. The magic I left in the journal is enough for you to study for a long time. Also, don't slack off on Sakura's magic studies. Take it one step at a time according to the plan. Since we have created such an environment for her, she must also have the strength to protect her true self, especially after the Holy Grail War... if we are not around."

Yan Ye remained silent, subconsciously looking at the back of her hand.

Yes, in a war like this, who can be sure they'll come back alive?

He couldn't, Tokiomi Tohsaka couldn't... Even the most mysterious and powerful Sakugetsu admitted that he wasn't confident of winning.

What if neither he nor Sakugetsu returned, or even Tokiomi Tohsaka died?

What about Sakura? And what about Rin and Aoi?

Two geniuses who could be called miracles, and a placenta that created a miracle. Even with the clock tower providing protection, the magicians would not let them go.

By then, Sakura must have the power to protect herself.

But this was already a decision... Yan Ye suddenly turned to look at Shuo Yue:

"you are leaving?"

The golden-eyed youth nodded slightly: "My time is running out. Now that you have the qualifications, I can leave with peace of mind."

As if sensing his reluctance, Shuoyue chuckled and shook her head, making a promise:

"Take a year off, then come back."

Gritting his teeth, Yan Ye ultimately said nothing. Instead, he watched as Shuo Yue finished washing the dishes, bid farewell to him and Xiao Ying, put on a suit as usual, and disappeared from their sight with firm steps.

This departure lasted for a whole year.

Throughout the year, Kariya never gave up honing his magic skills, and he also continued to teach Sakura, ensuring she wouldn't lose her most precious emotions on her path to becoming a mage. Sakura, in turn, began to understand the incredibly obscure magic of imaginary numbers, and under its mysterious influence, even her body underwent wondrous changes…

When the day of destiny arrived, Matou Kariya raised his right hand, a hint of anticipation flashing across his even more resolute face.

"The Holy Grail War... I will make you pay the price, Tokiomi Tohsaka."

"And Shuoyue, you little rascal, don't disappoint me."

Let's go back to the day we said goodbye a year ago.

After bidding farewell to Matou Kariya and Sakura, Sakugetsu did not linger but instead rushed to the location of Fuyuki's first major spiritual vein—Mount Enzo.

Legend has it that a dragon once dwelled on this mountain, which silently welcomed this strange guest.

Like a mountain spirit appearing in a ghost story, the young man's figure flickered as he passed through the mountain path and entered a large cave called "Dragon Cave".

This is the place where the spiritual veins converge, and also the location of the Greater Grail's magic circle.

Shuoyue stood in the center of the cave, her expression solemn. She took a deep breath and then closed her eyes.

His remaining time, or lifespan, was already limited. Now that he had made sufficient preparations, he should slow down the depletion of this body and await the arrival of the Holy Grail War.

And then... continue the life that you can already see the end of.

As the azure magic circle appeared, his figure seemed to dissolve, disappearing into the faintly visible crimson patterns.

[It has dispersed its own existence and made contact with the Greater Grail.]

The third law fragment has been used.

[Caught in a deep sleep; estimated awakening time: 7,000 hours]

[Individual activity consumption has slowed down; estimated remaining activity time: 7,400 hours]

Chapter 23 Summoning of Heroic Spirits

That was 1994, a year etched in my memory.

A major fire broke out in Fuyuki City.

The Fuyuki Civic Hall, with a total investment of over 8 billion yen, collapsed overnight, and a black torrent of destruction poured down from the sky like a waterfall.

The killing then began.

At this time, people were enjoying a peaceful sleep, but the black mud of death smelled their lives and turned into a burning curse to attack them.

Houses and gardens were burned down. Whether people were sleeping or had woken up and were trying to escape, they were all burned to ashes.

More than 500 people died and 134 buildings were destroyed.

The feast of death dyed the night sky a fiery red, the color lingering for a long time.

Amidst this unparalleled destruction, the sole survivor lay on the ground, his lifeless eyes wide open, the horrific scene before him etched deeply into his mind.

Although he was a survivor, he knew in his heart that such a description would soon become a thing of the past.

Next, I'll be burned to death by flames, buried in black mud, or choked to death by thick smoke, right?

It was more painful than I could have imagined; even living was torture, and I even felt that it would have been easier to just die.

However, a zombie-like man spotted me.

...I still remember that person's expression.

With tears in her eyes, she was genuinely happy to have found a living person.

—Because his expression was so joyful.

What made me think that the person who was saved was not me, but that man.

But that emotion, that feeling of being moved, was incredibly real and it was conveyed to me.

Ahhh...

I've made up my mind. I will shoulder this man's expectations and live on as a survivor, taking the place of the victims.

My life is dedicated to giving and to living for others.

The red figure kept flashing in the platinum light. At this point, it was impossible to tell whether it was the memories of the time traveler or some fragments that had traveled back from a distant time.

Only that obsession was absolutely real, imprinted deep in the young man's mind.

If only I could go back to before that disaster—

Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely... we must stop it!

Magic, or something that transcends common sense, refers to the phenomenon of achieving things that are possible under common sense in an uncommon way.

But magic does not include "things that humans cannot do." The ability to do such things is called "magic."

It comes down to it.

Magic is both human intellect and the world.

Magic is not included in it; it is a solitary existence suspended in the heavens.

The first step changed everything.

The second one then acknowledged countless others.

The third section, building upon the previous one, showcases the future.

The fourth one after the beginning concealed his figure.

Then the fifth one, which ended, had long since lost its significance (as a seat).

Apart from the second and fifth spells, the remaining spells in the world are like the Fruit of Eden, waiting for humanity to pluck them.

The Third Law, Soul Materialization, is based on the infinite energy of the perpetual motion of the soul and uses the immortal soul as a template to create a perfect physical body commensurate with it.

It depicts a brand new possibility for the future of mankind.

During her slumber, Shuoyue gradually absorbed the fragments of the Third Law and finally saw part of its essence.

As long as the soul is immortal, the energy it possesses is limitless. The so-called immortal soul is sustained by emotions—emotions become the driving force, and the soul creates miracles. A person who has lost all emotions and desires is not qualified to complete the third law of the walking dead.

Therefore, the Winter Saintess, being an artificial human, was unable to master the Third Law, and the Einzbern, trapped in the snow and wind, could not fulfill her long-cherished wish.

Even with the Greater Grail, this remains true.

You have a familiar scent about you.

The black silt churned, outlining a graceful, curvaceous figure, and leaned down beside the sleeping person, exhaling:

"Empty, possessing nothing, not belonging to this world, hating yet deeply loving humanity."

"If you want salvation, fill me up."

And so, the sleeping man awoke from his bizarre and fantastical dream.

[Consciousness awakening, existence being reshaped]

[Remodeling Successful]

[Estimated event duration: 700 hours]

Platinum particles converged, reshaping a slender, well-proportioned body. The naked youth stood in the center of the vast void, his eyes closed. He reached out and retrieved clothing from a rhomboid space, donning it before opening his golden eyes.