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Fate: Zero to Hero

Ritsuka Fujimaru the last master of humanity, in all honesty he never thought he would see this, he has been through the 7 singularity and 7 lost belt and he though he would win he, he did but in the end lost everything, but now given a second chance he will change everything even if he has to start from Zero and become a Hero, he was Story is 13+ Anyway yeah this is a Fgo fanfic MC: Ritsuka Fujimaru Ship Mash X Ritsuka X Ophelia There will be spoilers and other things from the fate univer will be used in this hope people like it

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100 Chs

The fight for Humanity

There is a time and place for everyone. Sigurd siad looking at the husband and wife. And this not time or places.

Fine. Kriemhild said looking at Siegfried. Also make for everything you have done by figthing with me Siegfried.

"Agreed," Siegfried replied, nodding to Kriemhild. "We'll settle our past later. For now, let's focus on defeating Goetia and saving humanity."

As the husband and wife turned their attention back to the battle, Sigurd smirked and raised his sword, ready to join them. "Let's show them what we're capable of."

Together, they launched into the fray, their attacks coordinated and deadly. Kriemhild's dark blade flashed through the air, cleaving through demon god pillars with ease. Siegfried, reinvigorated by his wife's presence, fought with renewed vigor, his every strike imbued with a sense of purpose.

Meanwhile, Sigurd's powerful swings cleaved through the enemy ranks, his dragon-infused strength overwhelming the demon gods. Sir Georgios, in his dragon form, roared and breathed fire, incinerating any foes that came too close.

"Ritsuka, we need to push forward!" Mash shouted, blocking an attack with her shield. "Goetia is still out there!"

"Right," Ritsuka replied, looking around at his comrades. "Everyone, focus on creating a path to Goetia. We can't let him regroup!"

As the servants fought fiercely, Ritsuka summoned his umbrel army, sending waves of shadow creatures to support the frontline. Tametomo and Maria Alter unleashed their powerful attacks, decimating the demon god pillars in their path.

Across the battlefield, Artoria Lancer Alter and Saber Alter fought side by side, their blades dancing in a deadly duet. The two versions of King Arthur moved with perfect synchronicity, cutting down their enemies with ruthless efficiency.

On another front, Nobunaga and Okita worked together seamlessly, their contrasting styles complementing each other perfectly. Nobunaga's bullets rained down on the demon gods while Okita's swift sword strikes finished them off.

As the battle continued, the ground shook with the force of the combat. The sky above the Temple of Time was filled with flashes of light and the sounds of clashing steel. Despite the overwhelming odds, the servants fought with unyielding determination, driven by their shared goal of defeating Goetia and saving humanity.

"Goetia!" Ritsuka shouted, his voice echoing through the battlefield. "This ends now!"

With a final, united push, the servants broke through the last line of demon god pillars, clearing a path to Goetia. The demon king stood before them, his expression a mix of rage and desperation.

"You think you've won?" Goetia snarled, his eyes blazing with fury. "This is far from over!"

"That's where you're wrong," Ritsuka replied, stepping forward. "We fight not just for ourselves, but for all of humanity. Your reign of terror ends here!"

With those words, the final battle against Goetia began, each servant fighting with all their strength and resolve, determined to bring an end to the demon king's plans once and for all.

Astolfo, Sieg, and Jeanne d'Arc were struggling against a wave of demon god pillars, their defenses starting to falter. Just as they were about to be overwhelmed, a blast of dark energy cut through the enemy ranks, providing a much-needed reprieve. Siegfried and Kriemhild had arrived, their presence turning the tide of battle.

"Siegfried," Sieg said, his eyes widening in surprise and relief. "It has been a while."

"You," Kriemhild said, turning her gaze to Sieg. The knowledge granted by the Throne of Heroes allowed her to recognize him instantly. "You have my husband's heart, which means you have his blood. Welcome to the family."

Sieg blinked in surprise, processing Kriemhild's words. "Thank you," he managed, a small smile forming on his lips despite the chaos around them.

Meanwhile in another place, Astolfo grinned, raising his lance in a celebratory gesture. "Look at that, Sieg! You've got a family reunion in the middle of a battlefield! Now, let's show these demon gods what we're made of!"

Jeanne d'Arc nodded, her determination renewed by the arrival of their reinforcements. "Together, we can push them back. For the future of humanity!"

Kriemhild, with her dark dress and fierce expression, moved with lethal grace. Her blade, a red version of Balmung, cut through the demon god pillars effortlessly. Siegfried fought by her side, his own Balmung glowing with draconic power.

Sieg, inspired by the strength of his newfound family, unleashed the power of Fafnir within him. His body glowed with draconic energy as he charged forward, his attacks devastating the demon gods in his path.

Astolfo, ever the spirited knight, darted around the battlefield on his hippogriff, striking with precision and agility. His cheerful demeanor belied the deadly efficiency of his attacks.

Jeanne d'Arc, the saintly maiden, held her banner high, rallying her comrades and providing them with divine protection. Her presence was a beacon of hope amidst the darkness.

Kriemhild slashed through a demon god pillar with a fierce cry, then turned to Sieg. "Fight with everything you've got, son. We'll get through this together."

Sieg nodded, his resolve strengthening. "I won't let you down."

As the battle raged on, the combined strength of Siegfried, Kriemhild, Sieg, Astolfo, and Jeanne d'Arc began to turn the tide. The demon god pillars, once seemingly endless, started to fall back under their relentless assault.

In the midst of the chaos, Sieg and Siegfried found themselves fighting side by side. Their synchronization was seamless, as if they were two parts of the same whole. Kriemhild watched them with pride, her heart swelling with a fierce love for her husband and her newfound son.

Jeanne d'Arc's voice rang out across the battlefield. "For humanity! For our future!"

Astolfo added his own rallying cry. "For family and friends!"

With renewed determination, they pressed forward, their combined might driving the demon gods back. The battle was far from over, but with their spirits united and their hearts burning with resolve, they knew they had a chance to prevail.

In another part of the battlefield, Artoria, Saber Alter, and Lancer Alter were locked in combat with a horde of demon god pillars. They fought with unparalleled skill, their legendary swords and lances cleaving through the monstrous foes. Despite their efforts, the sheer number of enemies seemed insurmountable.

Suddenly, a blinding light filled the air, more powerful than any Excalibur they had ever witnessed. A single blast obliterated thousands of demon god pillars in an instant. The three versions of Artoria stared in shock, their jaws dropping as they saw who stood before them.

"Father?" they all exclaimed in unison, disbelief evident in their voices.

Standing before them, clad in gleaming armor and holding a majestic sword that radiated divine light, was Uther Pendragon. His golden hair flowed in the ethereal glow of his weapon, and his presence exuded a kingly aura.

"Hello, Artoria," Uther said, his voice carrying the weight of years and the warmth of a father. "Sorry for the wait, but it took a while for Gaia to find this place."

Artoria Alter, her eyes wide with a mix of awe and confusion, took a step forward. "With Gaia?" she repeated, trying to comprehend the situation. "You're the Grand Saber?"

Uther nodded, his expression serious yet kind. "Indeed. As Grand Saber, I have been watching over the singularities, waiting for the right moment to intervene. The time has come for us to stand together."

Saber Alter, usually composed and cold, couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion at the sight of her father. "Father, we need your strength. Goetia is trying to end humanity, and we're struggling to hold him back."

Lancer Alter, her grip tightening on her lance, nodded in agreement. "We can't do this alone. We need all the help we can get."

Uther smiled, a proud and reassuring expression on his face. "You are not alone. I have come to fight by your side and to protect the future of humanity. Together, we will defeat Goetia."

With renewed determination, the three versions of Artoria stood beside their father, ready to face the impending battle. Uther raised his sword, its light shining brighter than ever, and led the charge against the demon god pillars.

As they fought, the connection between them became palpable. Uther's presence inspired and strengthened his daughters, each attack they made harmonizing with his own. The demon god pillars fell before their combined might, unable to withstand the power of the Pendragon family united.

"Artoria," Uther called out amidst the chaos, his voice steady. "Remember who you are and the strength you possess. Together, we are unstoppable."

Artoria, Saber Alter, and Lancer Alter exchanged determined glances, their resolve solidified. They fought with renewed vigor, their swords and lances cutting through the enemy ranks like a storm. The battlefield was filled with the brilliance of their attacks, each one a testament to their unbreakable bond.

In the heart of the battle, surrounded by the remnants of fallen foes, Uther and his daughters stood victorious. The demon god pillars lay in ruins around them, and the path to Goetia was clear. The final confrontation awaited, and with their father by their side, they knew they had the strength to face any challenge.

"Let's finish this," Uther said, his voice filled with determination. "For humanity, and for the future."

With that, the Pendragons advanced, their hearts burning with the resolve to protect all that they held dear. The battle was far from over, but with their unity and unwavering spirit, they were ready to face whatever lay ahead.

As Goetia's voice echoed through the Temple of Time, the air was filled with an almost tangible rage and disbelief. His demon god pillars, which once seemed an insurmountable force, were now reduced to ruins by the combined might of Ritsuka, his Servants, and the unexpected appearance of Uther Pendragon.

"How, how, how, how," Goetia screamed, his voice cracking with frustration as he gazed upon the destruction. "How is this possible? I thought coming here would finally be enough."

Ritsuka stepped forward, his eyes locked onto Goetia with unwavering determination. "Your plans were doomed the moment you underestimated the bond between us and our Servants. No matter how powerful you think you are, you can't break the spirit of humanity."

Goetia's eyes flared with anger, but there was a glint of desperation in them. "You think you can stop me? You think your bonds can withstand the power of a god?"

Uther Pendragon, standing tall and resolute beside his daughters, addressed Goetia with a commanding voice. "Power alone does not determine the victor. It is the will to protect, to fight for what is right, and the unity of hearts that leads to true strength."

"Enough talk," Goetia snarled, summoning a wave of dark energy. "I'll crush you all and end this once and for all!"

As the energy surged towards them, Ritsuka's Servants sprang into action. Sigurd and Siegfried unleashed their powerful attacks, their blades glowing with a fierce light. Tametomo fired a barrage of arrows, each one infused with his indomitable spirit. Marie Alter, with her dark flames, and Mordred, wielding her blazing sword, charged at the enemy with unrelenting fury.

Mash, her shield raised, stood protectively in front of Ritsuka. "Senpai, we won't let him break us. We'll fight together until the end."

Ritsuka nodded, his mystic code glowing as he prepared to unleash its full power. "Right. Everyone, give it everything you've got!"

In the midst of the chaos, Uther and his daughters fought with perfect synchronization. Artoria, Saber Alter, and Lancer Alter moved with the grace and precision of a well-rehearsed dance, their attacks blending seamlessly with their father's. Their combined might was a sight to behold, each strike dealing devastating blows to the remaining demon god pillars.

Goetia, now visibly struggling, tried to rally his forces. "Demon gods, do not falter! We must end this!"

But his command was met with a renewed assault. BB Prime, having dealt with her counterpart, joined the fray with her own formidable abilities. Her presence added another layer of complexity to the battlefield, her digital manipulation wreaking havoc on Goetia's constructs.

The battle raged on, with every Servant giving their all. Blood, sweat, and tears mixed with the magical energies that crackled in the air. The Temple of Time itself seemed to tremble under the intensity of the clash.

Goetia, now cornered and visibly weakened, let out a roar of frustration. "You may have broken my pillars, but you will never break me!"

Ritsuka, standing amidst the chaos, felt the weight of everyone's hopes and dreams on his shoulders. He looked around at his friends, his allies, and the heroic spirits who had fought so bravely beside him.

"Goetia," Ritsuka called out, his voice steady and strong. "This is where it ends. Not with your destruction, but with the dawn of a new era for humanity. Together, we will overcome any darkness."

With a final, united effort, Ritsuka and his Servants unleashed their most powerful attacks. Blades of light, flames, arrows, and pure magical energy converged on Goetia, who let out one last, defiant scream.

The resulting explosion of light and energy was blinding. When the dust settled, Goetia was gone, his power finally extinguished.

Ritsuka, breathing heavily, looked around at his companions. "We did it," he said softly, the reality of their victory slowly sinking in.

Uther Pendragon stepped forward, placing a hand on Ritsuka's shoulder. "Indeed, you have done well. The bonds you share with your Servants are truly remarkable. Together, you have ensured the future of humanity."

As the Temple of Time began to fade, the group prepared to return to Chaldea, knowing that while this battle was over, their journey was far from complete. But with their unity and determination, they were ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

To be continued

Hope people like this ch and this not the end of the temple of time there is one more, also for anyone looking for Uther degine give me in the comments if I don't find any I will just give mine I picked from Google, so yeah