Once, there was a young man who ca from an unknown world and participated in the Fourth Holy Grail War. Blessed by fate and possessing imnse strength, he summoned an equally powerful Servant.
"This victory will surely be ours!"
On a certain night, the young man had declared this with a smile to his Servant.
Looking back now, it was a declaration brimming with naivety and arrogance.
In the Holy Grail War, the stronger you are, the more precarious your position becos—unless you already hold the power to overturn everything.
The excessively powerful young man and his Servant, after eliminating the Caster duo, killing the Assassin pair, and defeating the Rider team, naturally beca the target of the remaining Masters.
This was not the playful Fifth Holy Grail War. The participants of the Fourth War had staked their wills and beliefs, seriously engaging in this round of Russian roulette.
Thus, the Archer duo, the Berserker duo, and the Lancer team joined forces, employing both despicable sches and correct strategies. In the end, at the cost of Berserker's elimination, Lancer successfully sent the young man's Servant back to the Throne of Heroes.
After being severely wounded by the young man and saved by a Command Spell, Archer cast aside his pride and, as a top-tier Servant, fought the young man to the death, ultimately erging victorious.
"Enuma Elish!"
That polar light, which tore through heaven and earth, steered the wheel of the future toward a different turning point.
His body was destroyed by the Noble Phantasm, and his soul taken by the Counter Force (Alaya); only his spirit drifted aimlessly. Through the final sacrifice of the Fate Compendium, it traversed countless space-tis, ascended to the Moon Cell Mooncell, and rged with the Servant who had lost his na, beginning anew.
Then, after a hundred years, he returned to the starting point.
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"Yes, this is your story, and it is also mine."
Armor turned into wind, sword light into rain. Inside the Greater Grail, a storm of wind and rain surged forth!
The young man clad in the Heaven's Feel robe, holding the Holy Grail, chanted softly, guiding the floating imaginary numbers, summoning a sky full of sharp blades. Projected weapons and imaginary-number familiars crowded around the sole king, marching to defeat the one enemy.
The heavy storm was shattered by two stunning flashes of blade light. The mythical hero rged into the wind, closing the distance in an instant. The black and white dual blades in his hands slashed down toward Sakatsuki's face.
Steel clashed—white sword against black sword, black sword against white sword.
Sparks flew, illuminating two identical faces!
Yes, for 'Naless,' the white-haired, black-eyed appearance of Emiya was rely a disguise. His true appearance—golden eyes and white hair—was identical to Sakatsuki's!
The reason this Heroic Spirit called himself 'Naless' was precisely because he was a naless hero, a fictional Servant. Although the origin of this Heroic Spirit did exist, by the ti he was worshipped as a hero, the na of that human had been forgotten from everyone's mories and history.
As an empty vessel, he naturally adopted the personality of his origin under normal circumstances. But once a new consciousness took over, he offered no resistance.
Thus, the 'Naless' now clashing with Sakatsuki was none other than—
"Yes, in the Fourth Holy Grail War, the one who summoned Saber, defeated countless powerful enemies, and ultimately fell short at the end—that was , and it was also you, Sakatsuki!"
It was impossible to tell who was who anymore. Only the attire symbolizing their different pasts could distinguish the two enemies.
A non-existent gale howled. Arms covered in black-gold steel gripped the dual blades, cutting through the corrosive river of imaginary particles against the current. Behind him, a young girl burning like a rose wielded the Primordial Fla, slashing out a crimson sword beam!
The arc of the sword flash had yet to reach Sakatsuki's body when it was shattered by a hamr glowing with white-gold light. Sakatsuki raised his eyes, floating high above as he looked down at Naless. A rain of iron infused with imaginary flas poured down, drenching him.
This feeling—
Naless grinned. A certain mory from the past beca vivid at this mont. The absence of a certain person by his side did not dampen his spirits. Instead, it made him grin wider, his entire body tensing as if ready to burst into flas.
"With your current strength, you're still far from reaching the level of a Grand Servant, let alone a Beast!"
A black-gold streak shot into the sky, shattering the weapons in its path. His speed surged once more as if he intended to drag down the still-unsullied star from the heavens and plunge it into the sa mire as himself.
White-gold light filled 'Naless's' vision. A dual impact on both body and soul erupted, forcing an agonized roar from him. The veins on his arms bulged as he barely managed to throw his dual blades before falling like a broken-winged bird.
The dual blades were effortlessly deflected. Sakatsuki remained high in the sky, the elegant and noble Heaven's Feel robe untainted by even a speck of dirt.
This was the interior of the Greater Grail. With 'All the World's Evil' now gone, this place was Sakatsuki's absolute domain.
This was also why Sakatsuki had forced Naless into this place before he could activate his Mythical Attire. No one understood the threat of the Mythical Attire better than Satsuki.
In Fate/Extra CCC, a Servant clad in the Mythical Attire not only defeated BB, who had absorbed the power of countless Servants, but also slew Kiara Sesshouin, who had transford into a Beast in its larval stage. Even if the Greater Grail had absorbed sixty years' worth of magical energy, as long as Sakatsuki had not beco a true practitioner of the Third Magic, he stood no chance of defeating Naless.
But—just as Sakatsuki had his shortcomings, Naless also had his flaws.
A Servant, by definition, relies on their Master to unleash their full power. Yet Naless stood alone, with no Master by his side.
Sakatsuki, however, was not fighting alone.
Feeling the comforting presence at his back, Sakatsuki's expression softened.
An azure magical girl, like the incarnation of the moon, stood back-to-back with him, pouring her heart into a prayer.
"Countless tiny lights, please do not forget that fleeting brilliance—make a wish upon the stars, and may your feelings reach them."
Miyu knew the mistake she had made. Being controlled and acting against her will was no excuse. In the end, she had indeed betrayed her Master with her magic spear, putting Sakatsuki at a disadvantage from the very beginning in his battle against Naless.
If you make a mistake, you must atone for it.
Even if it's just a little help, as long as it can lead to my brother's (Master's) victory!
Even if he isn't your real brother?
A voice seed to whisper in her heart, posing a question Miyu had long avoided. It was also the reason she had fallen under Naless's control.
But none of that mattered anymore.
If she couldn't find the right answer, she would decide with her own will what to protect and what to defeat.
Hadn't she already seen that star shining in the night sky?
That was the resolve to overturn all preparations for her sake, the gentleness to prepare three als a day for her no matter how tired he was...
So, was that soone worth protecting?
Yes.
Was she willing to defeat all his enemies and overco all obstacles for him?
Yes!
Just as the twinkling stars adorn the sky on a moonless night... the world is woven together by countless small wishes.
A precious star had been born in her night sky, one that shone even brighter than the moon!
Opening her golden-red eyes, Miyu floated like the moon in the sky, pouring all her strength into a blessing for the person she had sworn to protect.
"Shine, the earthly crescent moon under the starry sky!"
Starlight and moonlight, the white-gold Third Magic, the azure little moon... The young man who had accepted all of this opened his eyes, his gaze blazing as he looked at Naless.
"It's over. I will completely discard this possibility of you and stride toward a better future—I declare it here!"
Those were words of confidence, a proud oath, the bold ambition of one who walks his own path, certain he can overco all obstacles.
"I exist here!"
The Heaven's Cup blossod, and a pure ntal landscape unfolded. A snowfield adorned in silver, with a golden sunrise, sparkled like a dream under the glow of diamond-like light.
Pure ice-crystal snowflakes fell. Naless stared blankly at the scene, then finally laid down his weapons and sighed in relief.
"As expected of ..."
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Note: These sections will touch on so settings from Fate/Extra, Fate/Extra CCC, Fate/EXTELLA, and Fate/EXTELLA LINK. I'll provide explanations in the author's notes to ensure you're not confused.
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