Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

It was so painful beyond imagination that even living was a torture. I even felt that it would be easier to just die.

But then a zombie-like man discovered me.

…I still remember that man’s expression.

With tears in my eyes, I was happy from the bottom of my heart for finding a living person.

——Because his expression was so joyful.

I thought the person who was saved was not me, but the man.

But that emotion, that feeling of being touched, was so real that it was conveyed to me.

Ahhh...

I have decided that I will shoulder this man's expectations and live on as a survivor, on behalf of the victims.

My life is dedicated to giving and living for others.

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

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

If I could, if I could go back to before the disaster—

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

Magic, which is something beyond common sense, refers to the phenomenon of achieving something that can be done under common sense in an uncommon way.

But magic does not include "things that humans cannot achieve", the ability to do such things becomes "magic".

It comes down to it.

Magic is both human wisdom and the world.

Magic is not contained in it, but the loneliness hanging in the sky.

Starting first changes everything.

The second one that followed admitted countless.

The third one, which follows the previous one, shows the future.

The fourth after Qi Hou hid his figure.

Then the fifth one that ended had already lost its meaning (seat).

The only magic left in the world, except for the second and fifth, is still like the Fruit of Eden, waiting for humans to pick it.

The third method is the materialization of the soul. It is based on the infinite energy of the soul and uses the immortal soul as a template to create a perfect body that matches it.

It depicts new possibilities for the future of mankind.

During the time of sleep, 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 infinite. The so-called immortal soul relies on emotions for support - emotions become motivation, and the soul creates miracles. People who have lost their emotions are nothing more than walking corpses who are not qualified to complete the third law.

Because of this, the Winter Saint, who is an artificial human, is unable to master the third law, and Einzbern, who is trapped in the wind and snow, cannot achieve his long-cherished wish.

This is true even with the Holy Grail.

There is a familiar smell on you."

The black mud surged up, outlining a curvaceous figure, leaning over the sleeping person and breathing:

"Empty, with nothing, someone who does not belong to this world, someone who hates and yet loves humanity."

"If you want to be saved, fill me up."

Thus, the sleeping person woke up from his bizarre dream.

【Consciousness awakens, existence is being reshaped】

【Reshape Success】

[Estimated activity time: 700 hours]

The platinum particles gathered and reshaped a well-proportioned body. The naked young man stood in the center of the large hole. He closed his eyes and stretched out his hand. After taking out clothes from the diamond-shaped space and putting them on, he opened his golden eyes.

The long-lost magic power filled his body, accelerating Shuoyue's return of consciousness, and the active spiritual veins around him were also invisibly foreshadowing the arrival of a certain moment.

Now it is one year later.

The seemingly peaceful Fuyuki City is already in turmoil, welcoming challengers who are desperate for their wishes.

"I see... it's time to begin." The handsome young man flicked his sleeves and smiled. A year seemed to have no effect on him. Even the elegant kimono on his body looked as good as new.

But now, he is ready to face the Holy Grail War.

Now is the time to summon the Heroic Spirits.

With his hands spread out, his fingers moved rhythmically, as if connecting two places outside a certain radius, and molten iron that had been sealed long ago flowed out from them.

For Shuoyue, whose attribute is "sword", the molten iron melted by the ritual sword is his best summoning material.

The molten iron draws the pattern of a magic circle on the ground. After drawing four retreat circles, it surrounds them with a summoning circle. The order of sequence cannot be changed.

Although he had memorized all this knowledge by heart at the Einzbern house, Shuoyue still recalled it over and over again to avoid any possibility of omissions.

The young man took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said loudly as if he was feeling something:

"Full, full, full, full, full, full!"

"It repeats itself five times, but is abandoned when it is full."

As the syllables were uttered, a switch between the visible and invisible in Shuoyue's body turned on.

From this moment on, the existence of Shuoyue removed the human part of itself and became just a being to complete a mysterious part.

As a human being, his consciousness conveyed pain and disgust towards the New Moon that had abandoned its "human" attribute.

And this kind of pain happens in hidden corners of different places at the same time.

"The foundation is made of silver and iron, the foundation is made of stone and the Duke of the Contract, my ancestor Shubaiin Ogu. He used an iron wall to block the wind of advent, closed the four doors, and the three-way road from the crown to the kingdom is endless."

Under the Tosaka residence in Miyama-cho, Tosaka Tokiomi chanted loudly while drawing a magic circle. The material for drawing the magic circle was not the blood of a living sacrifice, but gems melted into liquid. For this day, Tokiomi had accumulated many gems infused with magic power for a long time, and today he used all of them in the ceremony, even if it meant incurring a huge debt.

Standing next to his mentor, Kotomine Kirei stared at the holy relic placed on the altar.

I heard that this is the world's first shed snake skin fossil.

When he thought of the heroic spirit that this holy relic would summon, even Kirei couldn't help but feel fear.

Now he finally understood the reason why Tokiomi was so confident. No Servant could defeat the Heroic Spirit chosen by Tokiomi.

"Is it enough with such a simple ceremony?"

In the snowy winter city, Irisviel was a little surprised when she looked at the plain and crude summoning circle on the ground.

"You may be disappointed, but the summoning of a Servant does not require such a grand ceremony of summoning the spirit."

While carefully checking the pattern drawn with mercury to see if there were any distortions or spots, Emiya Kiritsugu explained:

"This is because it is not the magician who actually summons the Servants, but the Holy Grail. As the Master, I only need to anchor the Servants that appear to this world and provide the magic power to make them materialize."

As if satisfied with the completion of the magic circle, the man stood up and looked at the altar in the center, on which the catalyst for summoning was placed.

It was a scabbard with a golden base and blue outlines. The faint light passed by, reflecting the inscription on the scabbard.

Kiritsugu Emiya stared at this significant holy relic, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes.

If his guess was correct, then this Holy Grail War would be even more difficult than he imagined.

"It's time, Ellie." He whispered.

"Let's start, Sakura, stand further away."

In the hidden basement, Matou Kariya drew a magic circle and signaled the purple-haired girl beside him to stay away.

Seeing the girl's worried look, Yanye couldn't help but laugh: "If Shuoyue came back and saw you like this, he would probably be shocked."

“Isn’t this the time to talk about this, Uncle Kariya?” Sakura reminded, “If you want to restrain a violent Heroic Spirit, you must be serious.”

“Yeah, that’s right.” Matou Kariya patted his cheek and focused himself again. “Come on, let me see who will respond to my call.”

Located in a corner of Miyama-cho, deep in the woods, dripping blood drew an extremely precise magic circle. At first glance, it looked like a cult scene, but the dead chicken to the side explained the source of the blood.

"Very good, it's done." The young man who came from the foreign clock tower wiped the sweat from his face, and began to chant the mysterious spell with his passion for magic and the willpower to move forward towards his goal.

The boy named "Weber Velvet" wants to prove to his lecturer and the decaying clock tower that even without noble blood, he can still achieve great things!

Declare it!

With the youthful vigor and recklessness, Waver began to sing.

"Your body is at my command, my life rests in your sword!"

"If you wish to reside in the Holy Grail, follow this will and obey this principle, then it will be granted!"

The feeling of magic that surrounds the whole body is something that no magician can escape, and the chills and pain caused by the circulatory movement of magic circuits in the body.

However, in Emiya Kiritsugu's eyes, such pain is just a necessary means to achieve the goal.

Come on, tell him what he really thinks!

"I swear here that I will accomplish all good deeds in the world, and I will suppress all evil deeds in the world!"

Gritting his teeth, Matou Kariya's low roar echoed in the basement:

"But you should blind yourself with chaos and serve me!"

Compared to the others, Kariya’s chant had two more verses, and the pain he endured was doubled—but this time, it was Matou Kariya’s own choice.

He was willing to do it in order to defeat that man.

Under Sakura's worried gaze, the black-haired, black-eyed man gritted his teeth and spoke with infinite determination:

"You are the one imprisoned in the cage of madness, and I am the one holding the chains!"

Come on, berserker who can crush that guy underfoot!

Derailed by reality and saying goodbye to common sense, Shuoyue was fascinated by the charm of magic. While chanting with a surge of emotion, he did not realize that the corners of his mouth were curled up with excitement:

"You are the Seventh Heaven who is entangled with the Three Word Spirits, and you came from the Wheel of Restraint - the Guardian of the Scales!"

Amid the common chanting, which was coincidental enough to be called a miracle, different figures appeared in the world in dazzling light.

Some are shining with golden light, some are clear and awe-inspiring, some are tall and mighty, and some are filled with black air.

The one standing in front of the young man with golden eyes was like the new moon of the earth shining on the starry sky.

Bright, beautiful, and extremely familiar.

Then--

At this moment, the sharp question echoed throughout the night forest, deep basements, profound auditoriums and large caves.

"Answer me, are you the Master who called me?"

Come, guess, whose girl is this? (Although it's already known)

Thanks to my book friend Huai Liu for his 16 recommendation votes. The boss is so generous!

Chapter 24 Meeting between Rider and Caster

"Answer me, are you the Master who called me?"

In front of Shuoyue, a girl wearing strange blue and purple clothes and holding a magic wand asked in a cold voice.

The summoning ceremony was a success. At this moment, Shuoyue should show the demeanor of a master, state his identity and wishes in a calm voice, reach a preliminary contract with the heroes of pan-human history, and fight together.

However, in front of this unexpected figure, Sakutsuki's pupils trembled. The double surprise from Shirou Emiya and the time traveler made his heart a mess.

"You are……"

"What's wrong, Master?" The girl tilted her head in surprise.

The next moment, she saw the young man take a step forward, open his arms, and gently but firmly hold her in his arms.

The girl opened her eyes wide.

There is no doubt that this is a reckless act, because the ones who descended from the magic circle were not "familiars" that could be used freely, but heroes who left their marks in history. Their personalities were much stronger than those of ordinary people.

Faced with such presumptuous physical contact from Sakutsuki, a female Heroic Spirit with a more violent personality would probably not hesitate to regard it as an insult, kill the Master, and then return to the Throne of Heroes.

However, the girl did not do so, not because she was not averse to such things. On the contrary, she also hated sudden contact from the opposite sex. As rational as she was, she even started preparing for the attack directly.