Far on the outside of the world, in the infinitely high void, in a space independent and transcendent of the timeline, two supreme wills were communicating.
"After so much effort, you could only achieve this much. This alone can't make any changes at all, can it?"
"Indeed, this is already the limit of my interference with that worldline. Even the subconscious of the people could only affect a few individuals. It's truly unimaginable."
"There's no way. Because we cannot observe her future of destroying the world and harming humanity, we cannot directly send Heroic Spirits down to earth, nor can we even influence and change the threads of fate."
"After all, her origin is on the same level as the Root. It should not be a level we can touch. From the moment she awakened, the entire worldline she is in has already transcended our scope of interference."
"But the more this is the case, the less we can sit idly by as she gradually awakens. Even letting it out is already unavoidable."
"But I still think your method is too radical. Once it is released, at least one-fifth of humanity will be devoured, and even you will be severely injured."
"Sacrificing a small portion to change the inevitable end. Everything is just for the continuation of humanity's legacy. Are you going to sit by and watch the planet inevitably meet its destruction?"
"...I can't do that. That's why I'm cooperating with you. I don't have the omniscient breadth of the Root; I cannot calmly accept an end where everything is terminated. Even if I know it's inevitable and unchangeable since its birth, I must do everything possible to prolong the distance to that end."
"Everything for the continuation of the predetermined future. You and I no longer have a choice; we can only let it descend upon the earth."
"...I still hate you, parasite of the planet. To me, your existence is a virulent poison corroding the planet. The predetermined end of the planet, alaya."
"Such things are irrelevant to me, gaia. Everything I do is for the continuation of humanity..."
"Everything for the preservation of the planet..."
In front of Fuyuki City's largest hospital, Irisviel and Saber watched an emergency ambulance speed away, into the night.
After watching the ambulance carrying Maiya Hisau disappear from sight, Irisviel sighed deeply, then dialed her husband Kiritsugu Emiya's phone.
"moshi moshi (hello), Kiritsugu. Because Tohsaka Rin's battle with Assassin just now destroyed the castle, Miss Maiya's injuries have worsened drastically, and she can no longer receive magical treatment."
Kiritsugu Emiya's calm voice came from the other end of the phone.
"How is Maiya doing now?"
"The hospital said that because Fuyuki City is a small city and its medical facilities are insufficient to treat such severe injuries, she has been transferred to a larger city hospital nearby."
"How long will the treatment take?"
"The hospital said it is expected to take about a week before she is out of danger. All expenses have been paid, so there's no need to worry."
"Is that so? It seems Maiya won't be of much use in this battle..."
"Ah! Kiritsugu..."
"Beep beep beep beep..."
After hanging up the phone, Kiritsugu Emiya, all alone, couldn't help but pull an unopened pack of cigarettes from his trench coat pocket. He tore open the pack, and the white filter momentarily dazzled him. He put a cigarette in his mouth and lit it; these actions, which he hadn't performed in nearly ten years since quitting smoking, were now done in one smooth motion.
While inhaling the calming aroma, Kiritsugu Emiya observed the abandoned factory several kilometers away through military binoculars. The scene inside already told him that even if Maiya Hisau were perfectly fine, the situation here was no longer something they could handle.
If it were her... Kiritsugu Emiya turned on his phone and looked at a string of selected phone numbers on the glowing screen.
Should he tell her about the changes here... Kiritsugu Emiya hesitated, but a moment later he turned off his phone, packed up the firearms and equipment he carried, and left.
He decided to let the situation here continue as it was, after all, he still couldn't bring himself to hand over the Holy Grail to others.
Since neither side could be dealt with, why not let them fight each other to the death... In the early morning, Rin sat silently on the sofa, holding a cup of black tea, quietly watching the reddish tea water without moving. From the moment she picked it up, it was steaming hot, but now it was completely cold, and Rin hadn't taken a single sip.
Jalter, in her combat spiritual attire, entered a state of readiness and walked out of the inner dining room. Seeing Rin's silent and still demeanor, she immediately realized something was wrong and quickly walked over to Rin.
"Master! Is something wrong?"
At Jalter's anxious call, Rin seemed to come back to her senses and reacted slightly. She still held the teacup, gently closed her eyes, and spoke calmly:
"Jalter, sit next to me."
Sensing the seriousness of the sudden situation, Jalter sat down next to Rin without a word, looking seriously at Rin, who was staring at the black tea in her cup.
Just as Jalter was seriously waiting for Rin to tell her about the anomaly she had discovered, a slender, fair, delicate hand suddenly landed on the chest of Jalter's battle attire, and pulled!
"Indeed, in this modern society, where materialism runs rampant and hearts are cold, only these breasts can make one feel a little human warmth..."
Her left hand was wantonly messing with Jalter's two 38E jade-like spheres, and after delivering her insane statement in a serious, calm tone, she finally drank the black tea she had been staring at for twenty minutes, as if touching a "treasure" had made the tea taste better.
"..."
"Master!!!"
Slap!
Jalter bolted away like a startled rabbit, her pretty face flushed red, looking at Rin, who was calmly blowing on her reddened hand, like a delicate young girl looking at a pervert.
"You made it all so serious, and this is what you wanted to tell me?!"
"Ah, isn't this a very serious question?"
"Serious? Why did you ambush me! If you want warmth, why don't you rub your own? You're so well-endowed, why do you insist on binding them flat!"
"Sitting on the living room sofa in the early morning, holding a teacup and rubbing my own chest, ugh, it's too shameful, I can't do it. I'd be seen as a pervert."
"You're being a pervert now too!!!"
"I'm still a seven-year-old child, please forgive me."
"Child my ass! Just a moment ago you were calling yourself 'concubine'! Your sister is the child, where are you small, tell me! Are your breasts small or your height small? You perverted yuri girl who awakened memories of your past life! In the Middle Ages, homosexuals were burned at the stake!"
"But in modern times, only heterosexuals are burned."
"Indeed, even if I don't act, the world will destroy itself... Enough, Master, quickly tell me what's really going on. Don't tell me you sat there for half an hour just to ambush me."
The usual playful banter ended, and Jalter straightened her attire, regaining her composure, and asked Rin seriously.
Rin, knowing it was time to stop, also became serious and said faintly:
"I felt the malice of the world."
"..."
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