[Chapter - 1]: New Start

Sometimes life gives you lemons. Sometimes it gives you ashes. I don't like either, they both suck and don't go well together. Trust me, I taste and smell both, right now.

I came to this realization as I was shambling along the burning hellscape. See what I meant? Just yesterday I was making me some noodles and playing video games and watching anime, but today everything around was covered in crimson flames. There was no warning. Not even an explosion, or a thundering sound. Just a blink and dancing flame were already devouring both dead and alive. I managed to escape a collapsing building because my 'Father' threw me into the open window. My 'Family' didn't. I'm pretty sure I could still hear their agonizing screams in the distance. Or maybe, just maybe, I could hear them right beside me, whispers echoing from the hungry fire.

Of course, now being a seven-year-old boy didn't come with an ability to 'safely fall out of the window from the second floor'. And to add more injury to already existing injury, I just so happened to land on some kind of glass shards. My whole body has been burning since then, from the inside and outside.

However, I couldn't die, and I don't want to die.

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[ You don't get it Onii-sama. You can't die. We won't let you. Because after all, why would you want to die, when you have Us~?] A voice possessing many different female voices whispered to me.

See? I can't die, even if I want to. Furthermore, I still don't get why I deserve this.

Maybe, just maybe, it's because of all those 'Cultured' loli 'research' I do every day.

Yeah, I rather believe that, among other things, I can think right now.

*Drip!*-*Drip!*-*Drip!*

Breaking my thoughts, I can hear something dripping on me.

Looking at my hand, there is some sort of black mud on it, sticking to my skin, as if It was another layer of skin, on my body.

" Well, isn't this a bitch." I said realizing where I'm at. And trust me, where I'm at is not the best place to be.

Fate/Stay Night. Or more correctly the ending of Fate/Zero. My new home.

Now, What the hell am I doing in the Nasuverse. Why am I even here? What is the point? Hell, if I had been born in the world, I could at the very least come up with some chalked up shitty explanation like parallel worlds existing; you die, you get reborn in another world. Rinse and repeat enough times, you're bound to become a genetic defect where you keep the memories of your past life. It was a shitty explanation for something that couldn't really be explained, but it would make more sense than me appearing in the Nasuverse, in my seven-year-old form. This felt like I had been  placed in such a situation. Magic did it seemed the most viable answer, but if magic 'did it' then I had to ask myself  Why it did such a thing...

" Well fuck." I mumbled, feeling my skin, turn cold, freezing cold. And this is how I lost my consciousness In my new life, for the first time.

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Emiya Kiritsugu watched in horror as a red-haired young boy stepped unaware below the last of the black mud falling from the closing vortex that was the Holy Grail, eating Into his skin and body, as it was absorbing It.

The fire had already spread far past this building and was consuming the city. There was nothing he could do about it. However, he could not let someone die before his eyes. Not after he had caused this massacre. Running desperately, his heart twisted in anguish and despair, he removed Avalon from his body. It was almost filled with Saber's magical energy that he had drawn from his during the fight with Kotomine Kirei. He could save the boy—Avalon should prevent his body from disintegrating.

With a lunge, he pulled on the boy's hand that was the only part he could see, and dragged the body out from under the mud and into a safer part of the ruined building. It was disgusting. The boy could not have been within the black mud for more than a few seconds and, yet his skin had been eaten away and parts of his ribs were poking through the blackened decayed remains of his flesh. However, what was worse was that the boy's rotted blank emotionless eyes were open and staring at him—he had not passed out from the pain. Ignoring the gruesome sight, Kiritsugu implanted Avalon into the boy's body.

The wounds were without a doubt fatal, but Kiritsugu knew that fatal injuries did not hinder Avalon. However, whether the awe-inspiring Conceptual Weapon contained enough mana to fight off the presence of the cursed mud from the grail and heal the numerous fatal wounds that covered the boy's body from head to toe was unknown.

Suddenly, Kiritsugu sensed a vast magical energy gathering behind him. In a single movement, he turned with the Thompson Contender in his hand. There was a flash of steel and he felt himself collapse to the ground. Stretching his neck to look upward, Kiritsugu saw the golden armored King of Heroes: Gilgamesh. Despite the enormous mana that the weapons in her Noble Phantasm emanated, she herself seemed different… mortal even, only wearing a red cloth.

Then not even looking at Kiritsugu Emiya, the Magus Killer, the Golden King blasted a golden sword Into Kiritsugu's body, from one of her portals.

" Why?" Kiritsugu asked, coughing blood. A steel long sword had pierced through his abdomen. Without Avalon, it was impossible that he would survive a mortal wound from a Noble Phantasm. However, he was not concerned about his life. After his sins, it would only be natural if he died miserably like this. But the boy… he should not have to die.

Not answering the Magus Killer, Gilgamesh walked to the boy that was slowly recovering from Avalon.

However, before she could even move any more steps, the young boy suddenly twitched a few times. Then as If discovering something, he opened his eyes and stood up robotically, now looking at Gilgamesh.

" Interesting." Rather than being offended at a Mongrel looking her Majestic self, she smiled In Interest.

Glancing at the dying Kiritsugu Emiya, he said emotionless with blank pale golden eyes," We thank you for your Sacrifice. May You Rest In Peace, Hero."

With a smile, the infamous Magus Killer: Kiritsugu Emiya, closed his eyes with a happy smile, hearing someone saying something that nobody ever told him. The last thing he said before his soul dispersed into Akasha was—" I finally became… a Hero Of Justice."

Nodding at the now dead, Kiritsugu Emiya, the young boy looked back at the Golden King," Gilgamesh?"

Not answering his either, Gilgamesh walked In front of the boy and started smelling him.

* *Sniff!* Hmm, you smell nice. How odd." She mumbled, then began poking his body a few times," How unusual, it seems you are not like the other Mongrels. No, it appears, you're suitable to be my First Vessel of this unpleasant world. And somebody who is worthy enough to be Ruled by this King."

Possessing a thinking expression, Gilgamesh suddenly said as she smiled at the young boy," Then so be it. Henceforth, know you are The King of Heroes: Gilgamesh, First Servant of this disgusting World." Saying this, she flicked his forehead, therefore knocking him out, falling onto the floor.

" Oh? What do we have here?" An odd nice-sounding male voice asked out.

" You will Adopt him, Kirei." She said, throwing the boy at the now known, Kirei.

Catching him, the Priest-looking guy looked at the kid In his arms and asked with a confused expression," May I ask, why?"

" Because I ordered you too. That's why. Or is it, this King's words are not enough for you?" Gilgamesh said, with a newfound chilling voice, looking at one of the few people that are not so Dull.

" If that it's, then very well, so be it. I suppose we'll have to go through with the adoption process then, when we get back."

" How troublesome."

" I Agree."

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