Shirou Emiya stands on the Terra continent

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He woke up and realized something was wrong, then numbed himself by cleaning, then joined the strange company and held a welcome party. It was not until everyone left that Emiya felt an indescribable emotion.

Lonely? He didn't know.

Looking at the palm of his right hand, Emiya whispered: "Traceon"

Lines like circuits emerged, starting from the right hand and spreading to Emiya's right arm, then to the neck and cheek.

Emiya's consciousness was interrupted.

The whole person feels like sinking into the sea.

"Ah, that's really like you."

He said this as he looked at the setting sun in the distance.

sink.

"Do you have enough weapons in stock, King of Heroes?"

He was in a world filled with countless swords, pointing a sword at a golden guy.

sink.

"It's going to be a little painful, so you have to grit your teeth and bear it!"

He raised his left hand, which was obviously not his own, holding a strange-shaped sword, and there were many swords piercing his body, but he still ran towards the girl in front of him with determination.

sink.

"What does this look like to you? This world is filled with countless swords, but to me, they are all tombstones."

Standing in a snowy field filled with swords, he asked the woman in golden armor.

sink.

"Hey, this isn't the place for you to be right now."

A deep male voice said, and then a red cloth wrapped around his hands and pulled him up.

He woke up in the bathtub and sat up quickly.

"Cough cough... cough cough cough..."

After catching his breath, Emiya looked at the holy cloth in his right hand in shock.

"What were those just now?"

Emiya let out a long breath, then stood up and left the bathtub.

I changed my clothes and sat on the bed.

Placing the holy shroud flat in front of him, Emiya sorted out the familiar scenes he had just seen.

He understood the parallel world theory, because that guy──that is, the existence that Emiya Shirou reached the end of his ideal, was the same as him but different.

They are all essentially Shirou Emiya, but their experiences and choices are different.

The only question now is, why does he have these memories?

"If you want to confirm, you can only do it again?"

Emiya looked at his right hand, wondering whether he should do it again.

After hesitating for a moment, Emiya placed his hand on the holy shroud and concentrated his mind.

"Trace on!"

Magic circuits appeared on his right arm and cheek, making a sizzling sound.

This time, Emiya's consciousness was not interrupted, but he could clearly feel his circuit being squeezed, and the tingling and pain stimulated Emiya's body and consciousness.

Emiya tried not to scream out, sweat dripping down his face.

He had a hunch that as long as he could hold on through this period, there would no longer be such problems.

The magic circuit, like an electric circuit, had spread throughout his body, and the pain became more intense.

"Bear with it for a moment..."

Emiya gritted his teeth and endured it. The line of the magic loop quickly retreated after reaching a point, and the pain in Emiya's body disappeared instantly.

He was sweating profusely, but the pain all over his body made it impossible for him to get out of bed to shower. He could only lie on the bed and look at the ceiling.

The moment he turned back, some strange things appeared in his mind.

It's a little hard to describe, but it looks like he can choose those things.

After adjusting his lying position, Emiya deepened his consciousness.

Looking at the doors in front of me, which are gold, red, purple and black.

After thinking for a moment, Emiya pushed open the golden door.

There's no particular reason, just because it's closer.

After pushing it open, some of his memories flooded into his mind.

The memories from the previous part matched, and the faces and names of the forgotten people also had answers here.

Then that night, he was involved in a ritual called the Holy Grail War, and summoned Saber when he was on the verge of death.

After that, the two participated in many battles, and he also learned the correct way to use his magic from Archer.

In the end, he asked Saber to destroy the Holy Grail, and the other party disappeared after destroying the Holy Grail. It was then matched with a certain memory fragment he had just seen, the one where he was talking while looking at the setting sun in the distance.

That was where Saber was standing...

After that it was just a normal daily life. Watching Illya and Taiga complaining to each other, Emiya smiled as he watched the two arguing with each other, and then his consciousness was forced to leave.

After leaving, Shirou woke up directly on the bed instead of staying in that space.

He wanted to go in now but couldn't, as if everything he had just experienced was just a dream.

But the memory fragments I just saw are retained.

"Not the user, but the creator?" Emiya felt that this sentence was very familiar, as if someone had said something similar to him.

Emiya clenched his hands and did not use magic immediately.

After all, his body seemed to be protesting, making him ache all over.

It's time for him to take a proper rest. In the past, he might have forced himself to practice, but that's not possible now. He's unfamiliar with the place and can't trouble others.

Although I felt sore, it was only the result of over-exercise, not to the point where I couldn't get out of bed.

After stretching his muscles beside the bed, Emiya went to the living room and found a few books on the table, and a small stack of cash and two cards next to it. There was a note attached to the cash that said "This will be deducted from your future salary, so feel free to spend it."

Shirou looked at the cards. One was his ID at Longmen, and the other was his employment certificate at Penguin Logistics. The portrait was taken last night.

After putting the cards and cash in the cabinet in the room and simply changing clothes, Emiya took a glass of water and the leftover bread from yesterday as breakfast, and then began to absorb the knowledge of this world.

05 I hope reality is as beautiful as my imagination

Emiya opened a very simple picture book in his hand, which taught children how to identify different common races.

After Shirou opened it, he found the problem. The words were not familiar to him, but words he had never seen before, but he could still understand them.

Closing the book, Emiya wanted to try to write the words directly, but found that he couldn't remember how to write the word.

When he opened the book again, he knew how to read the moment he saw the words.

"What's going on? This feeling of being stuffed with knowledge is... the Holy Grail?"

Emiya thought about it over and over but couldn't figure out why this happened. Finally, he remembered that during the Holy Grail War, Servants would be given information about modern knowledge.

Thinking of this, Emiya opened the book and read a paragraph. He roughly understood one thing.

That is, he only has knowledge of writing, and seems to have no other knowledge.

"You give it all at once!" Emiya scratched his head. He thought he could save the time of reading and do other things, but now it seems he has to study hard.

But it's good to have knowledge of characters. At least he can skip the trouble of learning characters. Learning languages is his weak point.

After finishing the picture book in his hand and using similar animals that he knew to connect the dots, he quickly learned about some common races.

For example, Penguin Logistics et al.

The Archangel is Sakta, whose characteristic is the halo on his head. It is said that he particularly likes desserts, and every Sakta is a dessert expert.

The croissant is a plump-hoofed cat, characterized by the pair of horns on its head and the whip-like tail behind it. Most of them seem to have extraordinary endurance.

Kong and Texas are Luper, commonly known as wolves, characterized by the ears and tail on their heads, and their keen sense of smell and hearing.

But it should be noted that people often confuse Rupert and Pello. The difference can be distinguished from the ears and the tail. However, Emiya can't tell them apart at the moment. The reason he remembers that the two are Rupert is because they briefly explained their races yesterday.

And the Great Emperor, his new boss, seemed to be one of the ancients.

The ancestors are a little more complicated. If we use Emiya's memory to describe them, they should be the kind of orcs commonly seen in games.

Emiya closed the book and thought carefully about some of the knowledge points in it, then he stood up and put all the books on the bookshelf, and put the picture book slightly to the other side, to indicate that he had read it.

Knock, knock, knock. There was a knock on the door, followed by the voice of the Archangel.

"If no one is around, I'll open the door."

Then the door was opened. It took no more than three seconds from the knock to the opening of the door, leaving Emiya no time to react.

"Ah, you're awake. Let's take you for a stroll down the street, familiarize you with the area, and see if you want to buy anything."

Exia was wearing casual clothes, and Texas outside the door was also wearing casual clothes, but the black coat added a lot of...gangster feeling?

But this was a bit rude, so Emiya quickly forgot about the thought.

"Then wait for me for a moment, you guys come in and sit down first."

Emiya invited the two to come over and sit down, and poured two cups of brewed coffee. Remembering the race of the Angel Exia, he poured some tumor milk and sugar into them, and also added some tumor milk to the cup of Texas.

Tumor milk is generally similar to the milk that Emiya is familiar with, but it is called tumor milk here. I don't know why Emiya thought of something strange when he saw this name.

"Thanks, remember to sort out the shopping list."

Exia took the coffee handed to her by Emiya, and her eyes lit up after taking a sip.

Texas also took the coffee, nodded slightly, and took a sip.

It has a light milky flavor, which is ok, much better than the one brewed by Angelica.

Emiya walked into the room and changed into his original set of clothes, which he had washed last night. Thanks to the drying function, although Texas bought clothes for him, they were more like home clothes, so it would be better to change into a new set when going out.

Change your clothes and put your money and ID in different pockets.

Looking at the holy shroud beside the bed, Emiya thought for a moment and decided to wrap it around his right arm and put on his coat.

When I walked out of the room, I saw that Angel and Texas had finished their coffee and put it in the sink.

"Ready?"

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Angel jumped up from his chair and turned around to ask.

"That's about it. I'll decide what to buy after I actually see it."

Emiya closed the door and felt the money in his pocket.

Should it be enough? He didn't know what the purchasing power of this money was, but it should be enough to buy some necessities.

I hope reality can be as beautiful as he imagined.

"Let's go then."

Texas put his hands in his pockets and walked in front in a cool manner.

"Shall we go look at the clothes first?"