"I have created over a thousand blades…"
Kairos' voice echoed softly through the crimson world.
"…crossed countless battlefields…"
Above Alubarna, the violet-red glow expanded rapidly.
Crocodile's pupils contracted.
Danger.
An overwhelming sense of danger exploded in his instincts.
Without hesitation, he retreated.
The yellow sand beneath his feet erupted as he shot backward at full speed.
"…and never once known defeat."
The chant continued.
Quiet.
Steady.
Yet every word carried a strange weight that pressed directly onto the soul.
Far away, countless residents of Alubarna stared blankly toward the royal city.
Their bodies trembled involuntarily.
Some didn't even understand why.
Only that the voice—
felt impossibly distant.
Like something descending from another realm.
"Unknown to death…"
"Nor known to life…"
Crocodile's expression darkened further.
The unease in his chest grew stronger with every passing second.
He raised his right arm violently.
Boom!!
The desert exploded upward.
Tens of thousands of tons of yellow sand surged into the sky like a tidal wave, roaring toward Kairos.
The storm swallowed the violet-red light instantly.
The impact shook the heavens.
Cracks spread across the glowing shield surrounding Kairos.
One layer shattered.
Fragments of violet light scattered through the air.
But Crocodile's face only became uglier.
Because the shield—
had seven layers.
And he had broken only the first.
"Never once retreating…"
"Never once understood…"
The final lines of the chant echoed softly.
Then—
Kairos slowly raised his head.
His crimson eyes reflected the countless weapons suspended overhead.
And his voice finally changed.
The sadness vanished.
The loneliness disappeared.
Only unwavering resolve remained.
"Therefore…"
His voice spread across the entire royal capital.
"…my life has no meaning except for swords."
Boom.
The crimson sky expanded completely.
The world changed.
"Unlimited Blade Works."
The instant those words fell—
everything twisted.
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A young man sleeping in his house suddenly felt the world spin.
He slammed into the ground in confusion.
"What… happened?"
He looked up blankly.
His house was gone.
The streets were gone.
Everything familiar had vanished.
Only endless yellow sand remained beneath his feet.
Above him—
a blood-red sky stretched endlessly into the horizon.
Elsewhere, terrified screams erupted throughout Alubarna.
"My house!"
"Where are we?!"
"Why did the sky turn red?!"
Panic spread instantly.
Tens of thousands of people found themselves standing inside a world they could not understand.
An endless desert.
A crimson heaven.
And in the distance—
gigantic golden gears slowly rotated across the sky.
Rumble…
Their deep metallic turning echoed like the machinery of fate itself.
Every rotation made hearts tremble.
Even the real sun had disappeared.
Only those enormous gears remained.
Some people collapsed on the spot.
Some began praying desperately.
Others stared upward with pale faces, unable to even speak.
Inside the royal army, countless soldiers froze.
Even Cobra lowered the telescope slowly, his face filled with shock.
"This… isn't a Devil Fruit ability anymore…"
His voice was dry.
Because this scene had already surpassed human understanding.
Nearby, priests dressed in white robes fell to their knees one after another.
"God…"
"A god has descended…"
"The heavens are cleansing the world…"
Their voices trembled with fanatic devotion.
Some even cried openly while worshiping the blood-red sky.
And beneath that sky—
swords began appearing.
One after another.
Ancient blades emerged from the desert endlessly, embedded throughout the endless sands.
Thousands.
Tens of thousands.
Each carried a different aura.
Different shapes.
Different histories.
Together, they formed a world made entirely of swords.
Unlimited Blade Works.
The Reality Marble of Heroic Spirit EMIYA.
A world forged from steel and endless battle.
At the center of that world stood Kairos.
His black trench coat fluttered softly beneath the crimson heavens.
Countless blades floated behind him.
At that moment—
he resembled a god standing atop the throne of weapons.
Far away, Crocodile stopped retreating.
His eyes swept across the endless swords surrounding him.
Then he slowly laughed.
Low.
Cold.
"So this is your true power…"
Sand exploded around him.
Boom!!
A gigantic sandstorm rose into the sky.
Millions upon millions of tons of yellow sand spread outward violently, swallowing the horizon itself.
The desert trembled.
The crimson world darkened beneath the storm.
This was Kairos' world of swords.
But at the same time—
it was also Crocodile's world of sand.
Under the blood-red sky, the two domains collided violently.
One side—
an endless graveyard of blades.
The other—
a world-devouring sea of sand.
And between them—
stood Kairos and Crocodile.
The real battle—
was only beginning now.
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