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　At the same time, black spots appear, coalescing into a giant, symbolizing malice, greed, and violence... encompassing all the malice in the world.

　He swallowed Kazuma Sato and Shirou Emiya whole!

　A red warning light appeared in front of the two of them.

　【warn! 】

　Operator, you're being dragged into the [Evil Fuyuki Prototype]!

　This area is extremely dangerous! The flow of time has accelerated further, and it may cause irreversible damage to the player's mental state.

　Should we forfeit the match?

　"Do not."

　Emiya Shirou was consumed by this malice, his soul feeling as if it were being burned, but he still managed to speak:

　"Kazuma, you can go out now. I'll be fine on my own."

　"Having come this far, how could we possibly give up!"

　Kazuma Sato cursed at the monster that had devoured them:

　"You dare to swallow the people I saved? Today I'll see what kind of thing you are!"

　They worked tirelessly for almost a month, saving over a thousand people.

　If it weren't for the medical devices that could treat their mental and physical ailments, they would have collapsed long ago.

　I've put in so much effort to do something good, I just can't accept that it's broken like this!

　"Okay, let's do it!"

　Emiya Shirou was completely infected by him, and he started spouting off without hesitation:

　"Fuck them!"

　[Rin Tohsaka: "Oh no, my Emiya-kun is swearing now!"]

　[Running Rat: "Damn it, all the people I managed to save were swallowed up in one go! Even a saint couldn't withstand that!"]

　[Yang Qijia: "I really need a ventilator now. I've been saving people for a month, and they're all gone in an instant."]

　[Dragon: "We need to stick 100 C4 bombs on its forehead and blow this pen to bits."]

　[Aqua: "Too evil, an absolute demon! They must be banished!"]

　[Empty: "Sigh, as expected, there's a problem. Bai, do you have any statistics?"]

　[Bai: "Of the 1397 people who just took off, the one who was [Emiya Shirou] as a child was not among them. He disappeared from the middle onwards."]

　[Sora: "Then that voice and the giant must be [Shirou]."]

　[Karen: "So we're going to fight on his home turf... How interesting!"]

　Solomon: "According to the game's mechanics, they should have already 'completed' the game. These souls from hell ten years ago should be freed. The main problem is their desires; the goal is to save 30,000 people... which forces them to accept even more challenges."

　[Kirei Kotomine: "Hahaha, what extreme desire, what a test, so delightful!"]

　In a city stained with black and blood.

　Two enormous beams of light descended from the sky!

　A crimson streak! A bright green streak! Each in a corner of the city.

　I don't know how much time passed.

　In the ruins of the church.

　Shirou Emiya awakens in the embrace of a defiled, toppled, and broken statue of the Virgin Mary.

　He stood up and pressed his forehead, in excruciating pain. Every breath of air he took felt like needles piercing his lungs.

　Operator, you have entered the high-difficulty stage [The Prototype of the Extremely Evil Fuyuki]

　Most items on this map are unusable; only items with special attributes can be activated.

　[Operator, your soul is being corrupted. Please leave as soon as possible.]

　Please leave as soon as possible...

　Please leave as soon as possible...

　"hiss……"

　Emiya Shirou took a deep breath, hissing in pain, but he had already come this far, and there was no turning back now.

　Let's go find Kazuma first.

　He rose, for moving about here was like torturing himself in a real hell, the air thick with disease, darkness, and pain, stinging his skin and lungs.

　The earth is like a place where original sin is hidden; stepping on it feels like walking on blades.

　This is eroding the soul.

　He stood before the dilapidated statue of the Virgin Mary and bowed slightly in homage.

　From the church courtyard, I came to the prayer room I frequented.

　"Bang bang bang!"

　A white-haired boy is battling a black "evil spirit".

　"Big brother? You're awake!?"

　The usually stern-faced boy turned around at the sound, a slight smile spreading across his face, before raising the thorny cross sword strapped to his hand.

　He pierced his own palm with a little force, blood flowing in, and then slaughtered the evil spirits that tried to break into the church.

　Soon the "evil spirit" was frightened by the killing and withdrew through the church doors, carrying the corpses of its companions.

　"You're finally awake. I've been waiting for you for ten years."

　The white-haired boy immediately ran over and said excitedly.

　Looking at the boy who looked exactly like him, Shirou Emiya couldn't help but ask:

　"you are?"

　The boy opposite him suddenly looked a little disappointed, but quickly composed himself and said:

　"You rescued me ten years ago, don't you remember?"

　"Wait, who are you...?!"

　Emiya Shirou's eyes widened. Could this be him rescuing his younger self from the ruins?

　"Hehe, you remember now?"

　The white-haired boy was very happy, and scratched his head while holding the long sword.

　Emiya Shirou looked at his strangely shaped cross-shaped sword:

　"Your sword?"

　"Oh, I'm sorry, I was being a bit rude."

　The white-haired boy said apologetically:

　"It's not that I don't want to let go, but after using it, it will pierce my nerves, and I have to wait until it has sucked enough blood before I can let go."

　Emiya Shirou nodded, wanting to inquire about Sato Kazuma's whereabouts.

　"Oh, so you've seen another one..."

　The other person seemed to remember something and suddenly changed the subject:

　"Oh, right, big brother, I haven't told you yet, my current name is [Kotomine Shirou], which was given to me by my third sister."

　Emiya Shirou wondered:

　"Third sister?"

　"It's Sister Karen. She's out there fighting those evil spirits."

　The white-haired boy said, then suddenly ran to the doorway, turned his palm into a knife and stabbed it into the chest of an evil spirit's corpse, digging out a heart that was emitting white light.

　"?!"

　As Shirou Emiya watched the other man approach him carrying a bloody heart, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

　The other person presented his heart to him:

　"Come on, big brother, this is edible. It's a [heart] formed from the body of an evil spirit, it's harmless and harmless."

　"..."

　Shirou Emiya was about to say something when a black panel popped up in front of him.

　【Item: 【Kindness】】

　[Type: Container]

　【quality:?】

　[Introduction: "How could such a kind heart exist in this hell?"]

　[Effect: [Gift to the Savior C] can yield Mystic Codes, Noble Phantasms, and items with special attributes.]

　it's wired.

　Looking at the heart, Shirou Emiya felt a surge of madness.

　Something's wrong with this world.

　Nothing is right.

　But I can't quite put my finger on what's wrong.

　"Ok?"

　[White-haired boy] tilts his head:

　"What's wrong, brother?"

　Emiya Shirou shook his head:

　"No, I want to be alone for a while."

　"OK then."

　The white-haired boy retrieved a silver plate from the ruins of the hall and placed his heart on it.

　"Please use if you are hungry."

　"I see."

　The white-haired boy walked out of the church, his right hand, which had just held his heart, placed in front of him, looking at it expressionlessly.

　Soon his right hand was charred by an unseen flame.

　"You're really going all out."

　A woman's voice rang out.

　"Otherwise, how can we gain his trust?"

　The white-haired boy looked up, gazing at the gleaming new capital in the distance:

　"He is our last chance to turn things around."

　A girl with slightly curly white hair walked out, lifted her skirt, and her face was a little flushed.

　Do you really think he can win?

　"Of course, with him around, I am invincible."

　The white-haired boy said:

　“My second brother is extremely sentimental, even though he has now fallen into the demonic path and become the Demon King.”

　"But as long as our eldest brother is still on our side, he can't launch a full-scale attack."

　The white-haired nun asked casually, her tone heavy with little hope:

　"But how do we win?"

　The white-haired boy laughed, a laugh completely different from the one he showed to Shirou Emiya: