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Chapter 11 - Ashes of a king

Looking back at where the burst of attack came from.

Shirou, Rin, Illya all looked mortified.

Saber standing in a bloody lake.

Her blonde hair, teal eyes and her iconic blue and white battle dress are gone.

Replaced by ashen blonde hair. Her teal eyes are yellow instead. And her armor only has black color with red hues.

As for the holy sword forged by the goddess of the lake lost it's holy divinity. Becoming eerie black with red outlining the hue of the sword.

Berserker pushed away the rumble. His skin turning red. His leg which was twisting forwards cracked multiple times and was fixed.

Berserker roared out loud. The grassy stone ground cracked in the shape of a spider webs.

Berserker jumped straight at Saber.

"Don't go Berserker!" Illya shouted trying to free herself from Shirou's grip.

Berserker right above Saber swung his sword.

Saber with one arm on the sword deflected the attack.

Berserker getting sent away by Saber's swing forced himself to land.

Before he could retaliate a bunch of black, and red cloth coming from the thick red substance grounded him in place.

Saber with her an overwhelming amount of mana sword slashed a half arc creating a sword slash.

Shirou ducked under the terrain forcing Illya as well.

The woods burned in ethereal purple flames.

Meanwhile Rin who was confident in her skills created a magic barrier which was broken instantly.

But before the slash could hit Rin. Archer just in time jumped away holding Rin.

Using his momentum to escape, Shirou not being a servant relatively stuck behind.

As they were running two daggers aimed at Shirou were blocked by Illya.

Archer quickly put down Rin. "I'll handle the assassin, run away!"

Rin was about to say a smug comment when Shirou grabbed Rin hand and started sprinting.

Berserker getting killed again regenerate.

Before he could fully regenerate Saber cut him again.

Archer jumped towards the location where the two daggers launched.

Shirou and Rin continued their escape.

Just beyond the terrain.

Berserker freeing himself launched again at Saber without the veils hindering him.

He managed to send Saber a few feet off the ground.

Saber's black visor cracked a little but she had barely been hurt.

Berserker attacked swinging from the ground up.

Saber jumped away to dodge.

Berserker is not giving a second of freedom, kicked Saber.

Using this distance Saber unleashed another Mana burst.

Making her sword have an overwhelming amount of mana.

"Ex...caliburn... Morgan!"

Majestic dark, purple, and red beacon launched.

Flattening the ground.

Berserker wanted to dodge or get away from the blast.

Yet he could feel it clearly his master was behind him running away.

If he dodge than his master would be hurt.

So he crossed his arms and stood.

Blocking the noble phantasm with his life.

In panic Rin quickly deployed her protective barrier.

The grail mud using this moment attacked Shirou.

As it touched Shirou's boots he felt agonizing pain.

Flashbacks of his most painful moments.

A literal hell with thick ashen smokes, people in agony screaming to be saved, ruined buildings with fire.

The voices ask him to save them, some even ask him why he survived.

But slowly the voices all scream in unison. "Why did you survive!whywhywhywhywhywhywhywhy!"

Shirou holds his head in pain.

As he tries to run.

Unknown to him, he was running towards the noble phantasm of Saber.

Illya realizing Shirou is walking to his death used her magecraft to bind Shirou.

Meanwhile Archer and the assassin standing on Grail mud are still fighting.

Archer looks at the noble phantasm losing his guard.

At that moment Assassin unleashes his noble phantasm. His arm extending as it touched the place where the heart should reside.

Archer looked back just to see Assassin crush his heart.

In horror Archer quickly fled.

When he arrived at where everyone was. He was mortified to see Shirou's arm missing, Rin losing most of her mana.

Illya is trying her best to save shirou.

While Berserker was getting sucked in by the grail mud.

As Archer coughs blood he quickly heads towards.

Rin was mostly unconscious from over use.

Shirou bleeding nonstop.

And Illya does not know what to do.

As he was contemplating, Rider showed herself.

"Quickly take them away!"

Rider saw the chest of Archer as there was a massive hole.

As they were about to leave. Both shivered at the shout echoing.

"Excalibur Morgan!"

"Rho...Aias!"

Archer quickly deployed a delicate pink flower blocking the noble phantasm.

It was breaking real time yet it was creating the petals back.

Archer was using everything he could to protect.

Rider was baffled to see Archer projecting a sword about to cut his arm.

"If you do that you will die!"

Archer chuckled at his own death.

"If I don't do anything two people will die. With this one person can live."

*Screech... Crunch*

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The Fuyuki fire, the burning city, and him or [Shirou] both looking at each other.

Shirou Emiya looking at his younger self. With half burn clothes, hair white, blank eyes. Wishing for something he's all too familiar with. Death.

[Shirou] points a gun at him.

Yet in his eyes the gun looks absent or static not giving him anything.

As if they are missing or never truly existed.

[Shirou] fires it.

The pain of it can be felt as Shirou looks down at his bleeding chest and a sword in reverse comes out of his body.

And another, and another. Not leaving any space except one eye.

His eye saw it perfectly he was holding a sword.

In front of a woman.

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Shirou woke up in a cold sweat.

His arm in pain. As he uncovered the blanket his arm was fully bandaged by red cloth.

Sakura holding a cold towel cried as her tears were hitting the floor. "Shirou you woke up!"

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