【Angola Manuel】

All the evils of this world.

Having said that, he is nothing more than an ordinary person who has been branded as "evil".

Under the legend and curse, he became an 'avenger' who was not a heroic spirit, gathering all the malice in the world.

Malicious intent surged like a rolling wave, and the black mud slapped against Emiya Shirou's body.

With a curse on the living, to assimilate the living 'people' into the same evil, the smell of burning came, presumably to burn the origin and devour life.

He was naked, with a glimmer of light on his body, and behind him there were illusory but fading wings, and the light feathers fell from the wings one by one, representing the continuous loss of power.

The black mud entwined up, and the body temperature was ruthlessly stripped away.

The devastated body is constantly being destroyed and repaired.

Is the current Emiya Shirou enough to withstand all the evils of this planet? No, it's just borrowing external forces to act in this 'evil'.

He wasn't Gilgamesh, the man's ego was too strong.

There is no concept of good and evil in itself, everything is up to oneself. The so-called king to admit, the king to allow, and the king to carry the whole world is his self-perception.

Emiya Shirou is not a god, not a king, not a demon, he is just a human being, a .

In modern society, they are all different, bigoted people who pursue justice.

Even if he implements his will to the end, his body and soul can't bear this kind of burning, and the level of life that is not infected by the evil of sentient beings, he has not yet grown to that extent.

No matter how strong the projected weapon is, no matter how powerful the reading skill is, it can't hide the lack of his own level.

"If other people find out, they will say that they are too messy."

'But no problem'

The light of order roars within itself, though it is like an infinite water that will run out sooner or later.

'There's enough time. ’

Hell begins to print in the mind.

The initial punishment is five, life punishment, physical punishment, liberty punishment, property punishment, all kinds of crimes and mud and malice on the side of the execution: "decapitation, pursuit, and castration of human rights exclusion", "harsh carnal sadistic resentment", "confiscation of honor and honor obliterated by group consciousness", "asset freezing and ridicule by desire", death penalty and imprisonment, detention and fines, crimes caused by personal grudges, crimes caused by selfish desires, crimes caused by unconsciousness, crimes of arrogance, civil strife, persuasion, fraud, theft, robbers, abduction, self-injury, rape, arson, explosion, assault, Death by negligence, collective violence, death by business, accidents of overconfidence, accidents of misconduct, concealment, sins for the sake of profit, sins for the sake of self-gain, sins for the sake of love, sins for the sake of virtue.

Theft, Fraud, Concealment, Homicide, Finance, Crime, Crime, Crime, Crime, Crime, Crime, T

You have to make amends, make amend

All the sins on this planet.

The ugliness of the living beings, the darkness of the heart.

All.

Never felt so disgusting, black mud was the only thing he could feel the temperature, and the heat began to flow back.

"Regret it, Wai Gong-Shi-Lang."

"It's stupid, stupid—"

It's like an old broadcaster, and the noise that makes people feel tinnitus is coming out intermittently.

"Regrets?" The teeth were crushed, and the bleeding gums slipped down the corners of the mouth.

Because of the existence of the power of order in the body, the negative karma that we see mentally is more concrete, and the impact of negative karma is so disgusting.

Another world line of self.

Is it this kind of malice that blocks everything?

If you want to escape now, you have a way.

Whether it is the stored King Divine Weapon, or the remnants of the Light Blessing, or the formation pattern left by the Black Emperor, or even the Holy Sword Scabbard that melts into the flesh in the body, it is also possible to reproduce it with precision.

If you want to escape, run away, escape from the primordial hell from which this life was born.

Just let go of your arrogant, unrealistic, self-righteous ideas and admit that you are hypocritical to the extreme.

“.”

If this continues, maybe the will will will also collapse, right?

So, what exactly are you pursuing?

Righteous partners just need to defeat evil, don't they?

It was as if a voice whispered in his ear.

[Purify it] [It's just a pile of black mud] [Now you can easily eradicate these evils]

The light gradually dimmed, and there was not much time left for me to think, and it seemed that it was time to make a decision.

Letting the pain and disgust bite in his heart, the corners of Emiya Shirou's mouth outlined a smile, full of mockery, I don't know whether to laugh at himself or laugh at the "evil" that constantly erodes himself.

Obey the original fate to draw an end to this Holy Grail War, and with your own strength, a stable life is within reach.

Is this the end of what you want to pursue?

Their own behavior is not recognized by inhibitions.

Their own ideals are not recognized by the planet.

As long as you continue to interfere in the history of pan-human beings, it will be not only 'Alayah' but also 'Gaia' who will interfere in it.

If you want to not implicate the people around you, as well as other innocent beings in this world, it is also a good choice to destroy the Holy Grail in this way.

What a ridiculous fate

In the final analysis, if you have more time and strength, you can continue to escape, and it is not impossible to face it when the time is right.

Anyway, that kind of ideal.

Ideal.

"Don't make a lot of nonsense there!"

When the darkness was about to engulf the last rays of light, the brain seemed to melt, and only a trace of pure white and clarity remained in the pupil of the right eye.

Along with his own memories and cognitions, he was swallowed up in this roar.

Emiya Shirou sank into the swamp, unable to breathe, and was dragged towards the 'bottom'.

'Righteous partners? ’

From the bottom of my heart, I have long understood that everyone can welcome happiness, and a world without 'evil' can only be dreamed.

Even so, I have always believed that this ideal is correct - [I hope that everyone can be happy]

What you believe in, what you seek!

It should never be a compromise.

[The end of the ideal is only regret]

[All the righteous side can save is those who become their own companions]

The two people who said this kind of thing still took the road to the end.

Even if you are on the wrong path, even if you will be alone in the end.

No, that girl, I can't remember the name, I can't remember who it is, but the girl who was very important to him said, 'Shirou, I want to be with you until the end, even if hell lies ahead.' ’

Even if you are on the wrong path, even if you will be alone in the end.

No, that girl, I can't remember the name, I can't remember who it is, but the girl who was very important to him said, 'Shirou, I want to be with you until the end, even if hell lies ahead.' ’

Someone would accompany him to witness.

I hope that everyone can get this feeling, this dream, is definitely not a mistake!

"Angolan Manuel !!"

It's definitely not hell ahead! The reason for my own desire for strength is

All the evil in this world

Will all that can be saved

"Will my personality! Copy!!! ”

When you wake up, you are surrounded by low plains, slightly undulating.

At the foot of the mountain, there is an ordinary but not wealthy family, and the young man has ordinary parents and siblings who are not much different in age.

Every morning he got up early, went to the forest to help his father hunt, and returned to the village with a day's food.

However, one day, in order to prove the goodness of the people of the world, the ignorant villagers and the name of the evil god of Angola Manuel bore the sins of the whole world.

The so-called customs are the rules that define evil.

In that village, customs were necessary in order to endure the hardships and poverty of life day after day.

"Our lives have never improved, and there must be a culprit."

This is an unsolvable problem. The hearts of those who have not been redeemed need an object that can vent this resentment - a sacrifice called "evil."

As long as someone can bear the evil, the others are good.

As long as the evil is eliminated, everyone can live happily.

So, he was imprisoned on the top of the mountain, then his right eye gouged out, his hands and feet cut off, and he was contemptuously tortured as an absolute evil.

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But you don't need a reason to be a demon, you don't need a reason to choose a sacrifice, you don't even need to know who he is.

Just to fulfill the wishes of the elders and the villagers, they trampled on all their humanity.

Before losing his eyesight, the last picture is the hideous expressions of people who have known each other in the past.

Without authorization, he blames himself for all the hardships and misfortunes he encounters in life, and he becomes the 'unfortunate' and 'evil' itself.

The spirit has crossed despair, but the body wants to live, peeling off the flesh, cutting off the ears, cutting off the nerve endings, but still alive, only the heart

When people saw that 'evil' was so powerful, they tried harder to destroy him.

On this rocky hill, in a crimson cage, the hatred of this absurd situation was deeply imprinted on this place, and "he" turned into a nameless undead, a stone, a demon in the name of "all the evil in the world", an anti-hero burdened with sin.

Day after day, he stared down the hill with cracked eyes from this rocky hill, even after the abhorrent villagers left, even if even the village no longer existed, he could not close his eyes or close, only looking back on all the life he had experienced.

Defend your soul with your broken mind.

In the end, after tasting all the pain that human beings can feel, and having been hated by all that, the young man died as a matter of course.

He was always bound to the top of the mountain, looking out at the life of man, the ugliness of man, the joy of man, the warm light. Haruka thinks about the "daily life" that I don't get.

The hatred accumulated, but as the years passed, even this hatred could not be maintained, and disappeared like a meteor, like the humans who took him as a living sacrifice.

The sun and the moon changed, and the once mountain village was only a wilderness, and finally along with hatred, the name, soul, body, everything of "him" was gone.

This is the life of "him".

But the hatred in the world will not disappear, and the "he" who has become the container will always be maintained, and it will become the fire of hatred, which will not be extinguished.

"Are you sympathizing with me now? It's disgusting. A slightly familiar voice came from the side, and the red-haired young man's face was vulgar and mean: "I can't find a second one for a person with a sick brain like you." ”

He walked up to the "stone" and said to the "demon" in front of him:

"Give me personality? A hypocrite like you is too twisted, and you brought it upon yourself to fall into this field. ”

"I'm sorry, I forgot that you don't have a mouth and tongue and can't speak."

"That's it, thank you, bye."

The red-haired youth disappeared into this place, leaving only the 'demon' to look into the distance, watching the almost unchanged vicissitudes of time.

Finally, the day came.

"Monster, you guy." The red-haired youth stepped out from the side and sat beside the "demon" and looked into the distance together.

He had a dream about this stupid man named Shirou Emiya.

Although I feel like vomiting about this man's way of living and the logic of his behavior

But this man, who has completely cut off that hypocrisy as evil, is now moving towards the road ahead.

And this is the first step.

"It's so arrogant, do you even want me to save it?!" The red-haired young man muttered to himself: "Brainless, you guy, it would be good to eliminate all the evils in this world, it's easy, it's simple." ”

No answer came, and there was no need to answer.

This man is the exact opposite of himself, and Angola Manuel clearly understands all this.

"Cut." Angola Manuel smacked his mouth.

Such a gesture was too dazzling and idealistic, it was too exaggerated, and for a moment he had a longing.

The surrounding landscape began to crack like glass, and pieces of scum fell from the sky.

"I feel like you're going to fail in the end." Angolan Manuel sarcastically said: "Until then, try to struggle."

A sea of black mud flowed down from the cracks in the shattered space, turning into an ocean that filled everything.

A moment later.

A vortex appeared from the black mud, and in the center of the vortex, there was a sword that was emitting a pure white and clear light, and the surrounding black mud seemed to have found a target and surged towards the sword.

The forest of the castle on the outskirts of Einzbelen

"Everybody's here." Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the number of servants who were almost as terrifying as team building, and felt a trace of absurdity in her heart, there had never been such a luxurious lineup in other eras and parallel worlds before.

In most cases, it was her and Matthew who assisted the locals, and occasionally brought a few servants from the original era.

It's really rare to see a situation like this one.

I hope I can persuade the seniors of the guard

The corners of Fujimaru Rika's mouth twitched, and it could almost be regarded as relatives and friends going home to see relatives.

"Let's go first"

She was just about to speak to the servants who were curiously looking around, when the sky in the distance was chaotic, and the endless ice and snow almost froze the world.

After an instant, the void shook violently, and one after another sword rays broke through the ice out of thin air, turning into stars, and the leaping flames turned into the horizon, opening up infinite paths on the red earth.

Countless swords spread all over the wilderness, and the sword qi of the Ling people gathered into a sea, seemingly endless.

At the center of that world, a red-haired young man in a robe stood in the middle of a sea of swords, holding a long sword in its scabbard, overlooking everything.

(End of chapter)