The shadow of EMIYA.

[A/N:I am not English writer, I user Grammarly so if you see any errors let me know!! ]
[A/N 2:* Did you know that here in Brazil Father's Day is celebrated on August 9th ?]
[A/N3: Also some stories (Vanilla), if you want to read and just click on Tales off Anjels.]
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The sudden, shrill light of the circular room was almost blinding, the bright white walls reflected the lights in an excessively intense way, the sound of a grunt can be heard beside her showing that she was not the only one to be disturbed by the sudden brightness.

When Kuro regained her eyesight, she was able to fully identify her surroundings and she did not stop snorting when she noticed the green table in the center of the room.

"Poker? To-chan you said you were bringing us here so that we could learn something extremely secret, which would be necessary for our future, I honestly believed in you."

Frustration was easily identified in his voice.

The simple fact that Kiritsugu had a mysterious smile did nothing to improve the situation, which was also annoying, he knew that, without bothering to answer his questions, the magus killer indicates the table to his children before to sit.

Shirou joins him with Kuro right behind, soon the game started in perfect silence after Kiritsugu the rules are taught and of course, Kuro started to lose, and in each round, more and more frustration eventually took over, the expression on the men's faces made her snap.

"Tou-chan should we learn here, besides the fact that you two are better than me at poker ?!"

"In the first case, patience," he said in a monotone without taking his eyes off the cards.

Her cheeks turned red at that observation.

There was a moment of silence before Kiritsugu spoke softly: "When I was young, my father took me aside and taught me a secret. It was a skill he had used, many times before, he had told me this skill could be a very useful tool in my life.

In a way, this secret gave me a happy life, however brief it was, his only request was that one day I could pass on this skill. So now I'm moving on.

Although she didn't know much about her To-chan Kuro's personal past, she still had a vague idea of what the happy moment of which he had been talking about must be, guilty and a little apprehensive she asks "so what would that secret To-chan be? and please don't tell me that "it's a secret" because that wouldn't have any fun. "

The man laughed briefly before saying, "Emiya's charm."

Shirou and Kuro froze, I thought it was just a joke from the forums, not a real thing, Kuro thinks.

That was when Shirou asked, "Wasn't it just something that Fujimura-nee-chan invented because he thought you were hot?"

"Y-yes" The magus responds by letting out a half-dry cough before continuing.

Kiritsugu's head scale explained: "It's a real thing. Medium. It's just basic psychology and observation."

"There is?"

"Girls paint the mysterious bad boy, boys like understanding, loyal and self-reliant women," Kiritsugu shrugged. "People want what they can't have," he continued to explain, "if you find out what they like, subtly flaunt it around, without showing recognition of their growing interest, without showing that you're doing it on purpose, you can kind of make them obsessed with you. How many people love puzzles ".

"So is it just manipulating people to like you ?!" Shirou exclaimed in outrage.

"If that's all you do with it," explained Kiritsugu before continuing, "It may not really be a thing, but yes, in many past cases I have had to use this ability to track or control targets, at the moment I use it to be alone or identify threats, that is a very useful trick ".

Kuro blinked, "What about poker?"

Tou-chan shrugged: "It's a game about not letting people read you as you read them. A training method that serves both to practice this skill and to gather information. Also, let's admit, you may end up in such a game sooner or later "

The girl tilted her head to the side and looked between the two, remembering how they both acted during the game and how they both had the same movements and even what she would dare say, however much Shirou later denies, the same strategies.

Really even though they had no biological relationship, they were very similar, the more time she spent with them the more she distrusted the credibility of certain theories about Shirou's fatherhood, even now she couldn't read them completely, especially when Shirou adopted that one again. damn blank posture, giving up she said: "So why is all this secret, to-chan if this is such a useful skill because teaching your daughter techniques of information gathering and seduction?".

Tou-chan was not at all surprised by my question, was I that predictable? Or even by her elaboration, most parents would be kind of perplexed that an 8-year-old child knows so many complex words or is disturbed by his daughter's awareness of the information gathering arts on the black market.

Only they were not Emiya Kiritsugu, a man who would do anything to defend his ideals, who would go to great lengths to protect what he loves, who even in the face of difficulty would rise up and continue to fight, a hero of justice.

But even a hero can fail after all he was also human.

And he more than anyone else was extremely aware of it.

The male Emiyas turned a little red and spit a little.

"My father taught me so I could survive in this world," he said, avoiding looking her in the eye with a slight pink hue on his cheeks as if that explained everything. "It's a family tradition, and so I wouldn't leave my daughter out. ".

"Because I won't always be able to be here to protect you" were the words not spoken by his father.

Tears welled up in Kuro's eyes.

"I love you too, to-chan," she said excitedly hugging her waist.

It took 2 or 4 minutes for Shirou to join the hug.

If Kiritsugu had watery eyes, no one would point.

After all, it was a family moment, and no matter what the circumstances, they never forgot.

 

[A/N: I am not English writer, I user Grammarly so if you see any errors let me know!! ]

[A/N 2: This chapter and connected to chapter 4 in the cannon to understand the context read it.]

[A/N 3: From this chapter I will put some foreign things already SI and a foreign person, in addition I received many complaints about some errors in writing due to certain cultural misunderstandings, in this case if you find this symbol *, yellow (Brazil: not take this as a fact as it changes from region to region, I am giving the explanation based on the facts of most of the country.) green (the culture of your Ummum-sorry but I’m not going to tell you what it would be so as not to spoil the surprise), red (japan) and blue (The magus or the moonlit world) at the beginning of a certain word, don’t worry because it indicates a foreign word, or something cultural, that I will explain at the end of each chapter, marked.]
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-Flashback-

“Pay attention to Kuro-chan !, * kendo is not a sport in which you should swing a sword in an uncontrolled way, but rather, an extremely important art that connects the mind and the body in perfect harmony!” says Fuji-nee with a serious look, punctuating each word with a tap of the tip of her *shinai on the tatami, conveying the importance of his words.

Spoiler: Taiga

Both figures were in the dojo that was inside the mansion of the Emiyas, dressed according to the dress code to perform the exercise, the girls took advantage of the time when both males were out, due to taiga obligation, to spend the time of girls.




Or, more precisely, for the taiga to convey all the wisdom it had on how to tame this bunch of unmotivated men, this included teaching her beloved little sister to beat up Shirou every time he lost control, she is more than happy to do.

Kuro was very excited, although she did not try to demonstrate, positioned with her legs apart holding the handle of her own shinai with both hands with her right at the base and her left near the ring, one to guide and the other to strengthen. However, one still wonders because taiga was keen to repeat the same sentence since it was the 5th class she had with the same.

Clap

"Stop thinking and focus on your movements," said her evil sensei after hitting the damn shinai on her head.

"Your movements are sloppy and unfocused, you must act in a balanced way Kuro, your opponent will not have time for you to stop and think, if you want to beat your enemy you must think at the same time you fight". remains taiga.

Quickly she moves her shinai and hitting her legs causing her to trip and fall to the ground, for a moment Kuro believes she would stop more, showing a fervor compared to her feline counterpart taiga continues to attack her with an unholy gleam in her eyes.

"You don't win every battle if you hesitate to take an initiative, certain problems can only be corrected with your own hand, in a battle your opponent will not show mercy!"

Your heavy words touched deeply, you body ached from being unable to prevent all attacks, her adult side was frustrated with the woman in front of her, how can she attack her when it hasn't even dried five days before she starts training? Her childish side feared, her instincts screamed for her to leave that hellish place and hide until the boys returned and took care of this monster.

As if reading his mind Fuji-nee continues his attack “Is that what you do Kuro-chan? Will you cry and hide like a baby waiting for To-chan or Nii to take care of your evil nee-chan ?!, they will not always be there to help with your problems! and so everyone ends up getting hurt ”.

This sentence penetrated deeply into her being, made her realize how hesitant she was in her new life, is that she hesitated to interact with the people around her, even more so with her new father and brother, because she knew about her stories, knew about everything from her failures to her victories, but still, she didn't really know them because she feared the pain of loss.

How can I help them if they are complete strangers to me? I promised that my Nii would not let him follow this dark path, but how can I do that if he cannot even open up with him?

It was with these thoughts that her determination was strengthened and, consequently, an event never recorded in all human history, occurred in that brief moment.

Between the heavy beats of you heart, it was like the world suddenly slowing down and the colors around her had dulled, leaving behind only the varying shades of gray, black, and white.

The only external manifestation of such an event was the appearance, carried out in the blink of an eye, of a second ring on her iris next to pupil, a ring with emerald green color.

Not...

In front of you taiga was preparing its next move, its shinai was raised moving so that it hits its head.

Although I fear that they will discover my old life.

At her feet was her shinai that will fall at the beginning of her confrontation that she had given up on when the other started attacking her.

I cannot let these fears limit my life.

The time to start to return the taiga attack little by little gains speed, the discolored tones start to gain color, your instincts are silent and your mind for a moment is silent, and before she know, it she body moves.

Moving fluidly into what she had only in her old life, Kuro bends down, stretching his leg and bending the other in a pose of four before turning his body, using his straight leg to trip his opponent.

Surprised by the sudden speed and its action, taiga stumbles narrowly losing the spot he was aiming for.

Without waiting for his opponent's reaction, Kuro takes advantage of the surprise of the bigger girl and with the shinai in his hand, which she took while bending down, she makes a cutting movement towards her opponent's unprotected abdomen with all the strength she has had.

Clap

But the movement was blocked by the shinai of her most experienced opponent, for a second it seemed that his action had been null more to the surprise of both, the force behind Kuro was more than expected, because Newton's 1st law had been applied in that moment, as expected by Inertia, her opponent's arm had been pushed, directing the shinai at the unprotected face at full speed.


Clap

....

Both figures froze in their positions, with the widest eyes, the youngest watched in disbelief the result of their efforts, not sure how to react.

The face of her self-styled nee-chan had a reddish mark in the shape of his own shinai.

Although it seemed like a hilarious scene to some, for little Kuro it was the sign of the storm that would pass.

Without blinking, the girl slowly returns to the guard position in which she was taught with minor changes, keeping her feet apart by raising her heel slightly, keeping her shinai in front, moving slowly to that position, without ever taking her eyes off her opponent, in her cautious eyes reflected the image of the stunned teenager in front of him.

Perplexed the brunette moves her hand to her face touching the place where she was hit, feeling a slight numbness in the place, her gaze focuses on the smaller girl, who tenses automatically, with an infamous gleam in her eyes taiga starts to laugh.

"Hahahahahahah, that was amazing Kuro-chan, I am so proud, I taught you in 5 days and you already managed to hit me, this is the real strength I expect from my imouto, something that Shirou-kun had not yet managed" exclaims the brunette while gesturing with his hands animatedly without feeling any discomfort by the weapon in his other hand, ending the sentence with a slightly defeated pose.

"Ano .. Fuji-nee was nothing much and just ..." tries to explain the girl before being cut off by the eldest.

"Do not come with this was something like luck, these movements had nothing to do with Kuro-tan luck and if I say you were incredible then you were incredible and the end of the discussion" said the brunette with a resolute tone.

"Now Kuro-tan, since you have proved that you can defend yourself, let's start the real training," said the teenager moving her beloved Tora-shinai, who started to release a murderous aura as if she wanted to taste her opponent's blood, and if positioning for the fight.

An ordinary child upon hearing these words would feel intimidated, a child prodigy with no experience in his past life upon hearing its meaning would be frightened, a child prodigy whose reincarnated soul of an ordinary person upon hearing these words would understand the meaning and feeling that thirsty for blood, knowing the universe and its characters or not, would feel cautious and worried.

Rather than expecting Kuro not to be intimidated, scared, cautious or concerned, no ... in fact she was excited.

The fact that this scene reminded she of something long forgotten in his childhood.

Spoiler: Reminded

"Now my little flower, you have already proved to your *Ummum that you can be a defender, so let's start the real training." said the figure that smelled like the tulip, almond, and dew.

That little flash of memory brought a small smile to her face, ecstatic by the challenge, the opportunity to prove himself and strengthen himself to protect those she had decided to love, something she had drawn from his parents, her Ummum more than his *Papa, according to those who knew their previous family.

And with a roar of challenge, Kuroko throws himself at his enemy with all her strength.

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Kendo: Modern Japanese martial art, developed from the traditional sword fighting techniques of feudal Japan samurai, Kenjutsu.

Shinai: It is a bamboo sword, made to be able to practice trademarks like Kendo and Kenjutsu, without causing major injuries to the opponent (taiga unfortunately did not receive this memorandum.)

Ummum (mom):Title of an old language given to a person of extreme affection, in this case the mother, be it biological, adoptive or of consideration.

Papa (Pope) term of affection for a child, with its male creator (see well this can be used for both the biological and the adoptive, or for those we consider, in many cases the consideration is neither the adoptive nor the biological, this word is extremely sentimental because it indicates how close we are to such a person).

 

Jason was satisfied.

Ever since he set foot in Fuyuki, the brunette was eager to meet the younger version of the man he admired.

He remembers the constant complaints of the same, how he was a fool in his youth, who ran into danger without thinking twice, sacrificing himself many times he would needlessly.

It was a surprise when a little girl came running to the store she worked at, like a part-time job, asking for help to save her brother who was stuck in a tree.

Later, after discovering the children's identities, Jason thought wryly if this was not an attack of the famous extremely high fortune of the
Chéile family.

The ironic and who was not even trying to find him.

I also don't think he has a little sister besides Ilya and Miyu.

"There you are there!". says a soft, familiar voice, pulling him out of his thoughts.

"Isa?"

Walking towards him, wearing the standard family uniform,
Chéile isabella, was a big eye candy for many transients.

She was small, with long light brown hair and some white streaks, her skin was white, she had beautiful curves proportional to her physiology, her cheekbones were tall, her thin lips parted in a kind smile, but the most beautiful everything was his eyes, they were big with the iris that reminded him of pearls without any pupils, something that did not belong to this universe.

"Where have you been? Da vinci has already informed us that we have collected enough supplies for but a few months, we have to go back just before we get stuck here".

"Sorry, I had to get a boy out of a tree" I reply indicating the ladder I was carrying,

"Are you kidding? Aren't you usually a cat?"

"Let's just say that Emiya-san was correct when he said he was a handful when he was young." I say, looking at the culprit in question who was being dragged by her little sister.

* Laughs * "Please tell me you have some pictures".

I looked at my older sister and with a malicious smile, I touch the communique on my wrist.

"Perfect, remember that for when he does not behave, it is not known when it is necessary to have blackmail material, to put certain servants in their proper place".

"You don't need to talk twice, Isa, that's exactly why I took the pictures."

"Well, it costs nothing to try, Chéile Isa for Chaldea I found him, you can carry out the preparations for the return".

"Understood returning in 5 ... 4 .."

"Wait, I have to return the stairs"

"3"

"Sorry excuse but da vinci said it was to return immediately, when you have found it"

"2"

"Damn it, Da vinci!"

"1"

 

[A/N :I was rereading the comments on another website that I also use to post my story, for some inspiration I saw a comment speculating about the possible kuro servant if she joins her brother in the Holy Grail war and thinks ...
'What if the famous luck Emiya hits Kuro at that moment? '.]
[A/N 2: This is something out of the story, possibly there will be]
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The lights intensify shortly after the fine words have left their lips.

The intense brightness spread throughout the hall, casting the darkness of that place.

"Arg .." groans Kuro surprised by the sudden light, taking a step back raising her hands to protect her eyes, the palms were lives forward.

Peeking between her fingers, reinforcing her eyes, the girl looks at the center of the glow and notes ...

A humanoid figure appears at the center of everything.

Tall, with broad shoulders and long hair, physiology worthy of a noble in the clock tower.

She knew there were risks when she decided to use compatibility to summon her servant, it was something more logical to do since the killer was the only class available, she prepares herself if the servant is weaker than her opponents, besides a servant weak that helped, of the strength that works and tries to kill it later.

A small part of her wished that through this method she could summon her Ummum.

But she was not prepared for this impossibility ...

Something happened that was totally different from what she expected.

Gradually the light fades, so she can see her servant without problems ...

When your eyes are not your breath gets stuck in your throat.

Your servant's eyes open and instantly widen.

His mouth opens in surprise and a small choked noise comes out of his throat.

One thing was clear.

This was not the servant she to summon.

Still shocked by the result of such a summons, the female Emiya unconsciously whispers the name of the being.other 'What if?' Scenarios.]



"R-Romani?"

His words shock him even more.

Blinking the servant looks at his master and asks, pointing at himself.

"Do you know me?"

"Yes" replies kuro, coming out of his shock.

"Like?" asks the ex-Chaldean.

"Oneiromancy"

His eyes sparkle in recognition and he says "Ability to observe the future, as well as its parallels through dreams, a very powerful skill".

"Yes". I reply.

With a curious glow and the servant opens his mouth for further question.
"I know you have questions, doctor, but first I think we should finish the ritual." I interrupt him, before continuing. "Act because it wouldn't be fair for you to disappear without knowing what happened to your allies right after you left." I end by pointing to the circle at his feet, reminding him that this was not the same ritual as the chaldea and that we have not yet closed our contract.

"Oh, right, the holy grail war, damn it didn't think I'd be part of it again, well you promise you won't try to cause any harm to humanity? "

"My goal is to prevent the grail and its contents from being destroyed, doctor if it manifests itself to the human race, it could very well be wiped out."

"W-how is that possible ?!"

"Agran Maiuyn avenging summoner in the 3rd of the holy grail the cooper and as a result plans to use his power to be reborn as 'Evil of all humanity', so I ask you to help me prevent this from happening."

"Well, I never got along with this particular servant," he said, scratching the back of his head in embarrassment before continuing "Ahram... I may not be as strong as my previous version, but I have a lot of knowledge and knowledge of the mystical arts, I will be your ally in the search for the salvation of the future of the master humanity, Caster Count Archiman Romani, Reincarnation of King Solomon, King of Chaldea, Doctor, Counselor and holder of the future of the survival of the human race ".

* Whistles * "It's an impressive number of titles for a modern heroic spirit, isn't it?" I say raising the right eye shadow, watching the old Israel king start to stutter and turn red "Well, I Emiya kuro accept his chaste contract, that our partnership of fruits, and that our actions will light the way, for the generations that saw after this period of darkness ".

The contract was sealed, I feel a slight drain on my reserves, turning to the door, giving it the back. I walk over to her, with my hand on the handle I look at Taz and I see my servant looking at me in a dazed way, because from what he was used to, no wizard who would turn his back on a servant, friendly or not, he had just met, that was asking to be stabbed.

But I was not a magus.

"Are you coming or not? We have a lot to talk about!"

This will be very interesting.

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I was so thrilled when I found this surfing the internet, so deciding on a taste of how our beloved doctor would be summoned, wouldn't he make a good waifu?]

 

{A/n: This chapter takes place during Promises and Oaths when shirou leaves kuro in the park]

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Kuro was grateful that he finally went to see the park, the nature-oriented paradise becoming a bit of an enjoyable experience having to spend alone and calmly.

Something she shouldn't remember.

With the pleasant wind and warmth she could feel brushing her hair and caressing her skin, the girl happily strolled through the desolate area of the city, being one of the few people who wandered here and at this time of day.

Children spent time at the Homurahara Academy and many adults still worked, even if it was close to the holiday, making the whole experience even better for someone who just wanted to have a minimum of contact with people at that moment.

With a sigh, the child decided to sit next to one of the available benches that gave a clear view of the small lake near the end of the natural location, a small building that appeared to be several decades old by the state of the stone used to do this.

It was a very beautiful sight

Even though it was tainted by your melancholy

That was when she started humming the song that her mother sang so much.

Her voice, thin and smooth, like a bird's song, filled the room.​

(-3rd person-)​

If you need me, I'm here

In a dark room, a figure ski was next to a large window, its shape was partially illuminated by the moonlight that revealed his fair skin, with his hair in a bun.​

I've been waiting for you​

His bright violet eyes watched with affection the small package wrapped in a light green fabric that was carried by his arms.​

When I can still remember the soaked voice
​

This one sang softly for the little being in an unknown language.​

It's now become a part of me.​

The fabric shifted to reveal a light-skinned baby with small tufts of dark hair, its thin lips parted in a small yawn, blinking its small eyes, which resembled that of the larger figure, fighting a battle that it had long since lost...​

I can't lie, even if it's a mistake.​

The figure's eyes fill with tears, while he is watching the little life he will create wishing from the bottom of his heart that he were here to see this feat.​

And rigth now, I won’t lie
​

The larger figure approaches his lips to the child's forehead, kissing him, and with his lips still, on his skin, he swears an oath.
​

Ever if it's a mistake.​

Her fingers lightly squeeze the fabric, knowing that her young would go through many difficulties, but internally wishing that she would not suffer the same fate as they did.​

I will repeat it again, again.
​

Her eyes harden determined to protect her daughter even after her death, a pendant around her neck shines in agreement with that solemn decision.​

So tell me the meaning of your tears, please now.​

The place changes, the figure is now sitting, stroking the head of the little girl who was on her lap. In addition to her drinking, there was yet another younger child with characteristics equal to those of the first.​

So I can hold you tight.​

The girl's face was streaked with tears, she was looking at her Ummum for protection, while a dark-haired male figure watched them at the door.​

So just tell me now​

(Kuro deepened his memory even further to the point of hearing his Ummum's voice as if she was singing beside him)

The world shines when a young dark-haired teenager runs down the street with tears in her eyes.​

Just tell me now.​

The teenager hugged her sister, who was crying deeply, while holding an umbrella, both dressed in black. His eyes marked with deep sadness looked at the grave at her feet.​

Why are you crying now?​

At a distance, Ummum spoke to friends and family while she looked at her daughters with concern.

Though I'm stuck and I can't go back, I have to ask ...

Her face still possessed the beauty is the youth of even before she was born, her survival from the mortal incident, had made many suspicious of her.​

Just tell me now, please tell me now.​

They sat in a corner of the room hugging each other, comforting themselves with cute blankets and cups of hot chocolate in hand.​

Please, I still want to stay.​

The figure watched his daughters sleep in a pile of puppies, the youngest lying on top of the oldest, with zeal in her lap was an open photo album, in which one photo stood out from the others.​

Even if all the flowers here are fading away.​

In the photo you could see two figures having a picnic in a field of flowers, they were posing for the camera as a beautiful couple. The tallest figure was a man with dark hair and by the anchor with eyes were in a blue tone a golden ring from the middle of the iris inwards his features were soft and aristocratic, reminding a lot of that of a king or someone who descends from one his lips revealed the most beautiful smile.

He was wearing jeans and a red shirt with golden marks on his short sleeves, his arms were around a smaller figure and his chin was resting on his head. The figure was sitting on his lap and this one was also smiling softly at the camera.

The figure, but short, was skiing with angelic features, her eyes shone like two amethysts, she wore a simple white dress.

With a fond look, they touch the image of the man's face, with a soft caress saying goodbye to him mentally.​

I still remember that you taught me what it meant...​

The scene changes with the memory of when the family met again in the field of flowers, the children were running around exploring the place when they came across stone ruins of what would probably be a long lost city.

The girls fascinatedly watched the place when suddenly the youngest caught the attention of the older woman pointing to an immense structure of what could be a castle.​

My name​

They return to their parents, a figure looks at the place with nostalgia, seeing this the teenager embraces her, and after a few seconds they separate and the figure happily takes them to the city where they explore the place.

The teenager receives a jasmine flower but later along with a small book on the language of her Ummum's flowers.​

I need you, I need you right here...​

In response, she presents her with a tiara of flowers * with daisies, lilies, and blue tulips all intertwined with a simple white rose open in the center.​

And you found me today, that alone is all I'll need​

(In that instant her voice returns to sing alone is Kuro remembers.)

She was scared of fire, the screams of pain and despair were too real. She advanced through what would be the valley of death, fighting the infernal fire for her survival.​

Even if everything fades, even if time itself decays.​

She didn't remember how much time she had spent in that hellish place, she was confused, scared, and alone.​

It's all so shallow, no one's here anymore​

It was when she stumbled on the uneven floor, her eyes widened when she saw death in front of me when her fall was stopped abruptly by a hand that pulled her up, saving my life.​

But I can still feel you now, your touch​

The owner of that hand belonged to a boy, a boy with spiky red hair with golden eyes.

Emiya shirou.​

So unwind your tightrope, just hear me out
​

Leaving that memory the little girl remembered the dreams she had, the events she knew, from the fall of humanity until its resurgence.​

So I can embrace you tight.​

The first few days after waking up were dark, although she hides her grief behind a smile, she was unable to hide her sadness from shirou.
​

So just tell me now​

She thinks about the actions she took, her oath, and Shirou, and how that can be the first step towards change.​

Just tell me now​

Her decision to tell what she knew to her Tou-chan was not mistaken no matter how safe it was to maintain silence, she knew that without help she could not prevent the disaster from occurring, or even lessen it.​

Why are you crying now?​

Closing her eyes, she remembers the events of Heaven's Feel, Emiya's slavery, and the Clock Tower chase.​

Even if it's an empty wish that's dying here​

Her heart aches for the possibility that in the end, everything she did was in vain.

That in the end, she would lose everyone she loved.​

Just tell me now​

She automatically remembers what she had already lost, her family, her friends, lamenting the missed opportunities and never having found her moon.
​

Please tell me now.​

Although she hides she has not yet finished grieving she still feels sad for the loss, she knew that her sister would feel guilty for what happened and wished with all her heart that she did not feel that way, it was her choice that led to this result.​

And touch me now​

With tears in her eyes, she lets everything flow, her voice became more emotional.​

Even if we can never go,​

Her friend always accused her of not taking care of herself .... Isa would be sad that she missed her birthday.​

I have to know!​

Guys, I'm sorry for the torment, thank you for everything.


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I don't wanna wake up from this sweet, sweet dream 'cause​

(Her pre-incident memories return to her and at that moment a more mature voice joins hers).

There was fire everywhere, smoke was gathering in the corridors, a desperate dark-haired woman runs into a room looking for her sister, there she meets a young woman who crawls across the floor.

The woman rips off part of her pajamas and puts it on the young woman's face, supporting her with ease, both move quickly out.

As they approached the exit, she realized that the ceiling was about to collapse.​

Oh, you were always there and I could be myself and smile beside you now.​

With a heavy heart, she understands that if she did none of them then she would survive.
But before she despairs she feels the necklace given by her Ummum, warm-up and determined the woman acts.​

Even if this is the final scene, and we end without a trace​

Moving with her takes her sister's arm off her shoulder, and moving quickly the woman grabs the young woman so that she doesn't fall, and with a force, she didn't know she had thrown her toward the exit​

I know it's all right, oh I know.​

The world slows down, her eyes see the look of anguish on her face, her eyes shone in despair. It is for them that one could see the sad and affectionate look that she had as well as the smile of acceptance, starting from the reflection of her iris.
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So just tell me now​

The young woman's body passed the door, and she instinctively absorbs her fall so that she does not injure herself, getting up the young woman quickly tries to return before being intercepted by my friend.
Some flaming debris fell, partially blocking the door​

Please tell me now,
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Even with the barrier, the woman could see that the street around her house was crowded and that the fire department had arrived.​

Why are you crying now?​

But it was already too late.
The roof creaks and my sister manages to escape my friend's clutches, desperate she calls her name, but there was no time to save her.
The ceiling breaks.​

I feel you everywhere, so I.
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The world slows down, my sister with tears in her eyes stretches her arm with her mouth opens in a scream, the roof approaches her direction.​

I gotta tell you now​

She closes her eyes and smiles, happy to have at least saved the life of her beloved little sister.​

Gotta tell you now
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But when all this happened ...​

Why am I crying now?
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The pendant around her neck was getting hotter and hotter ...​

Even if I can never go, I have to know!​

It is with intense shine...
..the woman was gone.​

Just tell me now, please tell me now.​

(The voices of your past and your future rise and they sing as one).

Now in that seated park, her dark locks moved by the gentle breeze ...​

I really need you here right now
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His sensitive nose easily smells the fragrances of this beautiful place, the scent of maple, grass, and flowers gave him a feeling of peace ...​

All alone, like a flower withering away.​

Kuro imagines her future and the dangers she will face ...
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I'm dreaming 'bout you every night.​

Despite everything that has gone and what will go on, she was happy to finally have found what her Ummum always told her she would find.​

But you're not by my side​

That she would finally have that bond, the bond that her Ummum always had even after she married her father.
Something stronger than love, an affinity that surpasses all mortal norms, something that I thought much stronger than I had with my friend Isa.​

I need you, I need you right here​

Ummum I finally found my sun* and like you, I will be your sword and shield, I will support you until the end of my existence.​

No matter how small and bruised the town of Fuyuki was, the city was still capable of giving some pleasant views to anyone who wished for some newness now and then.

Part of her wondered where she could find ice cream at that time of day, to add even more pleasure to that good visit to the park.

She smiled, looking from afar at the lively part of the city beyond the park that was visible through the nearby gates.

Of course, her happiness could not last long.​

(End -3rd person-)​

"For such a sad song, you sing Isekai-neechan very beautifully."

Kuro froze with these sudden words, hearing them being spoken very close to where she was sitting at that moment. The voice was shrill but playful and impertinent.

She recognized that voice, no matter how young she was.

A chill ran down her spine when kuro realized who exactly had spoken to her.

Turning slowly to see the culprit behind the comment, to meet a little boy a little older than her in the free space of the same bench that was occupied, blond and gold, with bright red eyes, they stared at her,
he wore brown camouflage shorts that left his ankles exposed.

When looking at the boy with a warm smile and beautiful eyes with shiny hair lit by the afternoon sou kuro can't help but escape his childish thoughts aloud.

"beautiful"

Realizing her mistake, she quickly covers her mouth.
....

There were a few tense moments of silence at first before the boy interrupted him with a laugh.

"Of all the answers you could give me, I never expected the first to be so straightforward and flattering nee-chan"


"Because?" She asked in a confused tone.

It was curiosity that led the child to question the short but true criticism about the object made by the boy king. "Your majesty knows that I don't belong in your garden, so why haven't you killed me yet?”

"You are interesting for me," replies the boy "

"Eh?"

"Yes. I’ve never seen anything like you before and this puzzles me, so as I didn’t know your intentions, my eldest decided to observe you from afar, but after that act, which left us very surprised, you did it back there. elder decided that you were worthy of your time ”comments the blonde with joy.

"I understand" replies the girl with her head buzzing in thousands of thoughts, before focusing on the subject

"If I may ask your majesty ..." the brunette begins "... but if your ... older one wants to talk to me then .."

"So why am i talking to you?" ends the little king.

She nods.

“Simple adult self, it's just… horrible,” he said with disgust, stretching his tongue. “And he didn't want to scare you, since he knew you knew he was, that's why I'm here, so you don’t have to worry. I’m really not the type to beat people up for insolence, unless they really deserve it anyway, so you can call me Gill ”replies the boy.

"I see," she nodded, remaining a little cautious anyway. “So, Gil ... you were waiting for me here. May I ask why you chose to involve me now? ”

And it was not later said that she didn't really know what to do with this situation and was played for all types of loops.

"Because I was impatient, that oath I had taken changed the whole course of destiny, a feat that few had the audacity to try, only the strongest and who can accomplish this feat myself among these" replied the boy.

His eyes widened, his mind entered a new state of feedback with the context underlying the sentence.

Swallows*

....

"This is ..." begins the girl before being abruptly interrupted.

"This could easily have been turned into a production site," says the blonde man suddenly, gesturing all around. "Even a section for new homes and yet someone decided to be dictated by some unreasonable needs, such as relaxation and a desire for natural spots."

The brunette blinked, stunned by the change of subject, thinking a little in silence, then she speaks.

"Do you ... think creating a park is useless?" It was a simple question, trying to avoid the traces of anger in her voice.

In her previous life, the girl was raised in a country full of biomes, of different types, since she was little she was taught about the importance of nature, in addition to loving, cherishing, and caring for her.

The boy looked at her with a calm if not thoughtful look, without any negative connotations in relation to her.

The beautiful red spheres stared at her with intensity as if trying to discover her being, her breathing stops, her face turns to the lake, and the pressure she felt is gone.

"Well ... maybe my legitimate opinion is influenced by the rules of my time," admitted the boy. "But I believe that this is just a shameful way to spend resources and time for people here."

The girl nodded slowly at the words of the old king, although this version was out of character she knew that what was happening here was very important.

Even if you don't agree with that thought, she would accept it, because she understood your line of reasoning.

"I understand your explanation." kuro started. "But I believe that there are still other uses besides the mere need for a natural place".

The silence reigned once more, taking a little longer.

"Really?" It was relayed slowly, almost questioningly, with a distant glance at the king of heroes, his nose slightly distorted giving a very cute grimace, giving speechless permission to continue

"The existence of this park makes the city less ... monotonous." I say remembering the playground at the entrance to the park as people liked to run and exercise in this specific place in the city, she turns towards the crystalline side noticing some swans on the lake.

"While work is important, sometimes it is necessary to take a break, observe and interact with the world around us, because when we least realize it we lose what is most important" ends the girl.

"You ... are correct." A tired sigh came out of the red-eyed individual's mouth. ” if he raises he thinks so too "said the little king disparagingly;

He?

“I am very pleased to see something that can help to calm the mind. "

"It is also ... a good place for children." Kuro blurted out quickly, a little embarrassed by the traitorous sense of pride that rose in her chest.

Hell, she had been praised by the king of heroes!

"Maybe," the look softened when the man seemed to remember something. "Childhood will always be the easiest time for everyone, especially for those with the greatest burden."

At that moment she remembered a quote:

"The best and most beautiful things in this world cannot be seen or heard, but they must be felt with the heart." - Helen Keller

It was at that moment that kuro saw something that until then she had not noticed.

Yes, gilgamash was recognized for his strength and power and yes he was also recognized for his infamy.

But there was something in her eyes that kuro could see that only she had seen before.

Loneliness.

That it advances power without anyone to share it, that it advances titles without anyone to share such honors.

What is the use of being a king when your own people fear your power.

A king must be revered.

A king must be recognized.

A king must be loved by his people and feared by his enemies.

"Don't be afraid of greatness. Some are born great, some achieve greatness and others have greatness imposed on them." that's what William Shakespear once said.

When she realized this, her own being was filled with emotion, not pity because he was someone who would not tolerate such a thing.

But sadness, as well as compression.

How lonely it must be, to be on top.

With unfocused eyes, leaning back, the girl looks at the blue sky, from the dark recesses of her mind a fragment of an epic poem emerges. Something she had memorized during college in her other life.

Nostalgia consumed her as she looked at the blue sky, this together with the music she will sing previously will lead her to make the action closer, her mouth opened and the words came out as soft as the music she had previously sung.

"It is ours, the dignity they give to grace
The first in value, as the first in place;
That when with our eyes in wonder our private bands
Contemplate our actions transcending our commands,
Such, they can claim, they deserve the sovereign state,
Whoever those who envy do not dare to imitate! "”

My head bowed again, the chilling tone of embarrassment happily camouflaged by my childishly colored cheeks, from the corner of my eyes I could see the king of heroes looking at me wide-eyed, surprised by such an answer.

His eyes softened slightly and shone with an impossible mixture of approval, curiosity, intrigue and admiration. "Very well said" said the heroic spirit.

The silence fell at that moment, the two red gems were watching me with an intense focus as if trying to discover an enigma.

"My kin ..."

"Gil" he cuts me off.

"Ah?"

"I told you before ne-chan call me Gil-kun, that thing of his majesty and something that the old man likes, I don't," said the boy with a sulky face.

How cute.

“Snort * You know you are older than me in all aspects ne? Me and I should call you senpai! ”. Said the girl

"Senpai?" Asks the blonde.

"Uh, you have more experience about living multiple lives so I think you are my senpai".

Blink.

"Or maybe you have to call him Jiji since you're older than me." She describes it by placing a finger on her chin looking up as if she is meditating.

"JIJI ?!" exclaims the boy.

"Yes. I mean you are older than dirt so this is notorious ”. Of the shoulders

“Take it off, I'm not an old man! I am 8 years old and ..... ”shouts the boy pointing at her.

"OK! but you are still older than me! ” she said unperturbed.

"I'm not"

"Yes it is"

"I'm not"

"Yes it is".

"I'm not".

"I'm not.

"It's you ..".

"Ha, you admitted it," she chirps with a smile that was identical to that of her Ummum.

.....

Focus kuro, although you know about him, you don't really know him, he is one of your favorite heroes, you can't do much for him, except offering him company even if it is not the one he wants, like a fake you you can only offer what little you have.

“Sigh * I know I can't ask for your friendship Gil-sama, because she has already been taken by someone a zillion times more precious than me, so I would like to ask for your tutoring for being older and more experienced you saw and experienced a lot , your knowledge and a treasure that you become my senpai teaching me the ways of life and I would be your Kohai a novice who learns from your senpai ”.

Her face changes, assuming a serious expression, her eyes shine in a dangerous way, for a moment I thought I had crossed some line.

“So do you want to be my apprentice? Why do you ask me for such a thing ”. Asks the king of heroes seriously.

Submissive I reply sincerely.

“Knowledge is one of your majesty's greatest treasures, brighter than the stars in the sky and as deadly as a sword blade, I know that what I ask is absurd because as someone of such a position would not be worthy of your attention, but ... your majesty knows that I am not like the other subjects who walk in their gardens, compared to them I am a lowly shadow, and even so I would feel honored if your highness were to guide me, as I do not wish to take what is yours more right to learn and develop what is mine ”. Said the girl and continued.

“Knowledge cannot be given, but it can still be acquired, it can be developed. Furthermore, if your majesty went to such lengths to meet a mere child, even if he is a foreigner, then I believe that your majesty saw something special ”. Ends.

"Maybe it's because I'm curious?" asks the king, raising an eyebrow

"Maybe ... but even then curiosity is a passing thing, after the mystery is discovered, it loses its value" I say leaving the double meaning in the air, before continuing "It is still your majesty still hears and speaks with this fake , even when he may have already discovered everything he wanted to discover, that means something that you want from me ”.

His cheeks swell with irritation and I fight against the urge to pinch them.

"Didn't I say you were supposed to call me gil-kun?” said the sulky boy

Flashes

"Sigh * you are very perceptive for a child, very similar to them, yes I saw that you would end up here through Sha Naqba Imuru, but after that I couldn't see anything else", Gil shrugged.

What!

“Y-can't you see me? Su-your clairvoyance can't see me? ”

"Yes, at first I thought about destroying it ..."

NANI!

“..... But the few things I saw showed how interesting you were, so I decided to watch you, from then on you already know I thought it might be interesting to have a conversation with you, so I decided to meet you, so I came thinking that maybe you would be here. And here you are! ” he said excitedly.

He can't see me with his foresight .... he would kill me ..... holy shit I was right.

"Eh?" I answer.

"Now you don't have to stay like this, where was all that courage you had to ask me to be your senpai?"

"S-right" I say shaking my head momentarily taking my fears away, I will think about it, but later "and what was the verdict?"

"I never had a kohai, it can be fun so I agree with your request" he said

"Ah, thank you, senp ..".

"But there is a catch".

"Uh?"

"You will only be my kohai and nothing else, I will not teach you about my mystical knowledge and I will not help you with things that are a waste of time, but if you impress me then I will take you as my personal apprentice, do we understand?" said the boy

Waste of time? mystical knowledge, LEARNING .... He is not an Archer ...

That means ...

"Hai." I say.

"Well ..." he said kicking his legs and jumping up, turning back to me and continuing "It is now that we finish this boring conversation, my dear kohai that we put these boring things aside, let's have fun," he said taking my hand, pulling me.

I get up quickly from the bench and start walking when he suddenly stops causing me to trip and bump into his back.

"There's one more thing!" He said, turning to me

!

"I don't want to hear you break down again, understand?" Orders the king with a dark look

Spoiler: Dark look

"Y-yes". The girl agrees by moving her head accordingly.

The look quickly disappears and he smiles as if nothing has happened.

Spooky...

"Well ~ now let's play," he says and returns to the walk.

As we walked I had a sudden thought.

She would like to know if her little sister was okay.

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"Okazaki are you okay?" asks his partner shirou, while she swings her sword cutting another troll.

“Diamond dust .... I'm fine! I think it’s just dust, focus on the enemy Emiya-san ”said the girl, right after casting an ice spell.

"Very well, but just in case you will sleep with me in case you get sick". Said the boy without realizing his mistake.

"Ara..ara Emiya-kun that was a lot .... inviting me to sleep with you like that, without even calling me for dinner". Said the girl, with a provocative smile.

"Excuse me .....

Eh?

"you're right...

Eh?

"... when we are done here we can go straight to my house, I will prepare a special dinner for you!" said the idiot.

Sweat.

Her opponent looks at her as if her pain is felt.

* I sigh "you are very clueless," said the girl, turning to the damn werewolf.

"Eh??".

......
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..Or even her friend Isa...
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"Atchim .." sneezes a brunette.

“Hi ..master pay attention! Cries Cúster, moving his staff in a horizontal cut

He falls to the ground, bending one leg, supporting himself in three points while stretching the other leg, taking advantage of the opponent's momentum, rotating it to unbalance him.

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.... They must be fine.

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Flower language, sometimes called floriography, was a Victorian-era means of communication in which the sending of flowers and floral arrangements were used to send coded messages, allowing individuals to express feelings that otherwise could not be said.

Meaning of flowers: Rosa = Love, Lirio = purity, Daisy = innocence, blue tulip: Loyalty, affection.

Ps: A simple open red rose was a sign of admiration for female beauty.

My Sun = term used by Ummum de Kuro to describe the one who has been the most.

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