Chapter 11: Unlimited Blade Works
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Updated : Sep 12th, 2025
The joy on others' faces filled his heart with satisfaction; the sound of others' weeping shook his spirit.
Others' despairing hatred ignited his anger, while the lonely tears always compelled him to reach out and wipe them away.
In pursuing ideals beyond human norms—he was far too much like an ordinary person.
This contradiction tormented the man countless times.
Sometimes it was friendship, sometimes it was love.
Even when the life he loved most was weighed against countless unfamiliar lives, he never showed bias.
Even if he loved someone, he would regard that person's life as equal to others, cherish it equally, and discard it equally.
He repeatedly encountered people he cherished, only to lose them again and again.
***
"Trace on!"
Twin black-and-white blades in hand, Sakatsuki's golden eyes gleamed as he dispelled the attacks coming from all directions.
With a single sidestep, a massive halberd was projected beside him, sweeping away several artificial humans to his left before being shattered by more weapons.
"Displacement magic...ugh!"
A diamond-shaped magic array had just formed when it was shattered by a vast surge of magical energy. Acht stood high in the hall, his face grim and menacing.
Meanwhile, a grenade was thrown, tumbling across the floor coming to a stop at Sakatsuki's feet.
"Damn..."
He barely had time to fend off the surrounding homunculi before the explosion consumed him in a fiery blast.
"Move!"
With a sharp command, Kiritsugu cloaked in black a coat dived down like a falcon towards the explosion's centre, the Calico M950 in his hands firing a torrent of bullets.
The 9×19mm bullets tore through the air with unparalleled destructive force, intent on ripping through the flesh and heart of their target.
Pink petals bloomed amidst the smoke. As bullets struck the seven petals, they rippled across their surface.
Unfazed by the failed assault, Emiya Kiritsugu raised his right hand, signalling.
From a spot on the second floor, suddenly a fierce red glow burst forth.
Sakatsuki instinctively looked up, his voice almost breaking in shock.
"No way, an RPG!"@@@@
The armour-piercing rocket, breaking the sound barrier, was blocked by the hurriedly raised shield. The explosion cleared the area in a fiery blaze.
Acht's magical barrier unleashed a magical impact, piercing through the fire field created by the RPG and consuming the last of the blast's power.
Pink petals fell, and amidst the fluttering petals, Kiritsugu calmly retrieved his weapon. The walnut grip felt warm in his hand and steadied his aim.
Finally, he pulled the trigger. The hunting pistol fired a 7.62mm Springfield sniper bullet that was nearly impossible to defend against without armour.
To block such an attack magic was required.
At that moment, an uncontrollable surge of magic radiated from the man.
"Steel is my body, and fire is my blood."
"I have created over a thousand blades."
With Sakatsuki's self-suggestion, the magic egg within him gradually formed.
"Unknown to Death,
Nor known to life".
"Having withstood pain to create many weapons.
But yet, those hands will never hold anything."
"Hurry, stop him!"
Acht, battered and bleeding, his eyes filled with terror, ordered.
He saw it, the birth of a world!
Emiya Kiritsugu and the homunculi advanced, but breaking through the towering sword barriers, they faced a collapsing space-time field due to displacement magic.
Beyond countless defences, Sakatsuki's chant reached its climax.
"Yet as I pray..."
Before finishing the final words, Sakatsuki opened his eyes, his golden eyes shining with divine brilliance.
"Unlimited Blade Works!"
***
The emerald and fiery red swords vanished.
The cage of swords confining Irisviel disappeared. Unconscious, she fell to the ground, caught by a small figure.
Amidst the swirling snow, the homunculi looked around, their red eyes confused.
The Einzbern castle, vanished into the blizzard as if it never existed.
Acht and Kiritsugu, however, understood the strange world they were in.
"A Reality Marble..."
Kiritsugu put down his gun, gazing at the figure on the high slope, letting out a bitter groan.
"A world that exchanges imagination and reality, rewriting reality according to one's will, the greatest magic—Reality Marble."
With Sakatsuki's deep voice, the ashen grey world gradually took on colour.
Sounds of countless swords resonated, their sharp aura overwhelming.
Sakatsuki, watching the dumbfounded duo, smiled slightly.
"So, what do you think of my world, this graveyard of swords?"
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