31 Who/What Do You Think I Am?
Fuyuki, Japan,
Fuyuki Church,
"You.... How could you do this?" Artoria trembled at the sight before her, her shock partly about how a human magu-... no, that was wrong right? He was a Magician.... Just how many innocents had died from that though? This was vile, evil, she was right to distrust magi! Drawing Excalibur, she pointed at the neck of Roman, with one thrust, she could end this.
Kiritsugu once again raised his gun, his lips quivering as he spoke, "Why would you.... do this to so many?"
"Hmmm.... As expected of savages, so long as it actually held meaning, I don't see the point in getting so worked up about it." Kayneth maintained a calm demeanour, his gaze fixed on the smiling Roman Trambelio... This man.... He was a Magician?! That certainly explained all the insane things he'd seen in the past few days and even why he seemed disinterested in Magecraft.... Wait... Hadn't he been insulting him for quite a while now? Kayneth immediately decided to change his attitude..
"Wait, hold up, look at what I destroyed first." Roman shook his head quickly, "I admit I don't care much but killing thousands to get one is beyond me too." His words clearly weren't believed, even if he pointed at the distorted barren land that was previously Miyama Town of Fuyuki, a massive district the size of several.
"Don't try to lie your way out of this." Kiritsugu shook his head, putting one hand in his pocket and firing off multiple shots, the bullets paused mid-air once they actually came a certain distance near Roman.
"Do you think I even need to do that? You're more narrow minded than I thought." The Magician sneered, it wasn't that he really needed to explain himself was it? Still, it would help his conscience. If not the others, Waver and Irisviel were people he considered friends, they hadn't judged him much for his 'condition' and Roman appreciated that more than they could understand.
"Hahahahaha." Gilgamesh roared in laughter, amused by the war, "While vile creatures dying would be welcome...." He narrowed his gaze at the ruined land, "That land was vacant before the rabid dog and woman engaged."
"Y-You mean..." Irisiviel looked at him hopefully, her reaction was more focused on Roman not being a monster than Magician because she'd known about it beforehand.
"Well no shit, what do you think I am?" Roman sighed, turning the other way, had he killed anyone other than those that attacked him yet? Really... Just because he was numb to it didn't mean he didn't know the implications, the fact that all of them had homes to return to and things to do, people who would miss them.. Hell, he even slightly envied the normal populace.
Even making this all into a Great Holy Grail War was something absolutely necessary now. He could only apologise to the people that got caught up in the clashes that were out of his control.
"I'm even disappointed in you lot." Chuckling, Roman walked away, the only sounds then were those of his footsteps and his cane.
Was his goal so hard to grasp? The Grail be damned just how much magical energy would gather if 13-14 servants died instead of 6-7? What could he not do with so much of it? Even bringing back those that died unnecessarily wasn't a pipe dream… He COULD revive people with enough energy. He literally made an ability to revive himself.
Once all pieces were in place, he could use this to further his plans for the Clock Tower.
"People will judge you for your actions... no neeed to pay them any heed." Raikou tried to comfort her Master. She reached for his shoulder to pat it but then withdrew her hand, she'd already disappointed him enough... She'd even failed her duty as his servant, letting that woman attack her.
"Nun ja." The Magician only shrugged, he needed to investigate his mysterious attacker... Had a falling star been enough to kill her? Had she survived even that?
"Questions, questions, not enough answers." Why had she even attacked him in the first place?
Unfortunately, this was among the things Roman had forgotten or perhaps one of the things he'd never known.
"I sense the presence of some very annoying pests." Raikou raised her head suddenly, her instincts seemed to be warning her of something... or someone, "Still, a magician hmmm?" Was she now useless?
Once he'd left however, silence enveloped the Fuyuki Church, everyone was left in dismay due to the different revelations.
"Again I....." Irisiviel hid her face in her hands, ashamed of how she'd reacted, Roman wasn't a bad man. He was far better than any other magi, even among the ones she knew, in some aspects, he was better than even Kiritsugu as a person..
Kirei slightly smiled, pleased with the situation the Magician left in his wake but at the same time, wondering whether to inform the church of his appearance..... It would cause more chaos if he didn't though right?
The priest placed a hand on his chin, the other behind his back, "After the prior engagement between servants in Miyama Town, the Church saw fit to vacate the area to prevent any casualties should combat happen again... Not to mention it was already sparsely populated due to the 'nature' of it's residents." The ONLY district one could access from this Church was Miyama Town, so technically, Roman hadn't killed anyone other than the woman that cut him down with that attack...
"..." Kiritsugu's thoughts hit a wall, "What?"
"You admonished him for what you 'saw', not what was actually so." Kayneth spoke as he too walked away, he was going to withdraw from this conflict before it increased further, it was too much of a risk to proceed with the possible consequences once the Mage's Association came here, "Guess who else did that." Mocking them, the blonde magus left the scene too.
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Fuyuki, Japan,
Mount Ryuudou (Ruins),
"Magnificent."
The sounds of clapping echoed across the empty remains of the mountain, the temple here was no longer because Nobunaga burnt it down, having a great dislike for Gods and worship, the Demon King of Six Heaven couldn't permit it's existence.
She held one hand up clapping the other against it as she looked at what remained in the distance with a glint in her crimson eyes, "Such a weapon, I desire it as well. It shall make for a fine addition to my armies." Nobunaga reached for seemingly nothing but air, grasping at it as a grin etched itself across her face.
It was as if a literal star fell down from the heavens above and considering there was no prana fluctuation to be noticed, it was a weapon, not some magic.
"I've had enough of this farce as well." The Demon King spoke in a serious tone, facing the other two people standing nearby.
Amakusa prayed for all those that had gotten caught up in such savagery, it enraged him to wonder just how many died but he was helpless, what was he to do about it when it happened so far away? "Lord have mercy." He closed his eyes, locking his hands together in prayer.
"No matter how powerful a destroyer such as yourself might become, I will always be there to vanquish you." Lancer, who'd introduced herself as Bishamonten, raised her spear toward Oda Nobunaga, a hollow smile on her face.
They had faced one another many times before, and they would do so now again. Such was their history, and perhaps fate as well. To be summoned together in such an age.
"Kenshin, look around yourself, you fool." Nobunaga gestured to their surroundings, "You would vanquish me for this joke of a land?" The Demon King's pupils distorted in sheer anger, "Join me, let us return this to what it was when we battled amongst it's plains."
"Hmm...." Lancer pondered for a moment, an ever present smile on her face, one that would be unsettling to many a person, "What you are now, is something I will never align myself with. As the avatar of Bishamonten, I shall end you... Prepare yourself!" She dragged her blade across the ground, golden lightning danced around it.
"End me? End me?! What a joke." Nobunaga only waved her hand, releasing a sea of scarlet flames that enveloped everything in their path, leaving nothing but ash in it's wake, a series of gunshots followed after it.
"...Oh my.." Kenshin... no, Nagao Kagetora, that was the name she'd chosen in the end, had her smile widen to insane proportions seeing the attack coming for her, "I don't have a Master, so I am at a disadvantage. Gallop forth, Houshoutsukige!" Summoning her massive white stallion, the avatar of Bishamonten 'retreated'.
"Did..... did she just run away?"
"T'is called a tactical retreat!" Kagetora's voice echoed across the mountain, the Lancer was headed for the biggest source of magical energy she could notice.
"I offer you this chance as well, Ruler. Remove yourself from my sight." The Demon King of Sixth Heaven walked the other way with her hands behind her back, she too needed a more reliable source of prana if she wanted to have complete mobility. Being bound to this leyline just wouldn't do.
Clenching her fists in frustration about her limitations, she too looked for a Master.
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In a certain part of Fuyuki, two girls that looked to be far too young to be drinking sat on the floor, drinking alcohol from bottles. Many similar empty bottles were littered all around on the furnished wooden floor of whatever establishment they were in, at the same time however, a thick red liquid flowed across the floor as well.
If one paid closer attention, they could make out a number of mutilated corpses strewn across the place as well. A single young man cowered in one corner, his complexion pale and sickly.
"Kuaahhh, it has been too long!" The blonde one raised a bottle to the sky, wearing the bare minimum of clothes, orange flames danced around behind her figure and two jagged horns extended from her forehead.
"Indeed." The other one answered in a melodious voice, her hair was black and shorter than her companion, and she wore even less clothing.
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Share thoughts.
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I have dilemma/question for you folks.
The question revolves around reincarnators, reincarnators that were in their early teens before whatever that made them reincarnate happened. Now, for this age group, apart from certain exceptions, they're not quite mature (cry about it if this makes you angry) and are relatively impressionable too. They also don't see the world the same as adults do.
Now, to the question itself, if they reincarnate and then become the same age again, how mature would they be?
They lack certain experiences no matter what and obviously, they'd see things differently growing up again.. So, what do you think about it? Mind you I'm asking cause I'm not satisfied with my own answer for it.
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