[Comprehensive] Playing off again

When God was considered great and all-powerful, someone raised the question: Could God create a stone that He could not lift?

Brainstorm.

Although many people retorted that this was a false proposition, more people remembered this wonderful paradox and scoffed at the so-called omnipotence in their hearts.

Not just God, this point of view can be applied in many places.

For example, the Holy Grail, known as the universal wishing machine, is of course not really omnipotent.

Well……

If the "ten thousand" in the word "universal" is understood as a real number, the holy grail is worthy of its name, at least its title is not called the almighty wishing machine, is it?

As Elan thought about it, the lines on his face became softer.

When the Holy Grail found that it was impossible to physically destroy the black-haired boy and achieve his wish, it wisely adopted another method——

Back in time.

Everything has its moments of weakness.

The gentle and firm Sawada Tsunayoshi was just a student who was ridiculed by his classmates as a "good-for-nothing gang" in the past; Gilgamesh, who looked down on all sentient beings, was just a weak baby when he was born.

According to this natural logic, the Holy Grail travels against the long river of time, trying to return to the childhood of the wisher.

Shrouded in colorless magic power, the boy's aura gradually weakened, and when it reached a certain low point... counterintuitively, it suddenly rebounded.

That is more full and powerful.

After removing the influence of Angola Manyu, the logic of the Holy Grail will not turn around. It uses its magic power to continue to fulfill the wish that needs to be fulfilled according to the rules, and then exhausts the magic power produced by the six Servants returning to the Seat of Heroes After exhausting the power absorbed in the leylines of Fuyuki City for 60 years, it dissipated honestly.

Yes.

Today, standing in front of Tsunaki and Archer is also Elan, but it is the one who raised Phil, the God of Light, who has long since died at this point in time.

Phantoms of yesteryear.

Thoughts of the dead.

In this sense, the Holy Grail does work miracles.

The wind at night shuttles through the forest after the battle between Ruler and Saber, passing over the broken tree trunks and the intact leaves, far away, full of unknowable melancholy.

It was completely dark.

The dark blue velvet-like sky, far away, vast, quietly and gently embraces all the lives sleeping under it, just like the feeling of the man in front of him.

Tsuna stared at the perfect face.

He originally thought that Yagami's appearance was flawless, the best he had ever seen, even those inhuman beings he had seen before... This cognition was broken now.

It was himself who broke him.

Gangji's heart was complicated and unspeakable.

From the similarities in facial features and slight outlines, he recognized that the man who called himself "Elan" was Yagami - the other party was also standing where Iori was originally.

In addition to the name, even the appearance is false.

Obviously he didn't eat anything, but Gangji tasted an unspeakable bitterness in his mouth.

What he didn't know was that this was not the true face of the Dark God.

When the will that fell into eternal slumber was awakened by a "miracle", it subconsciously used the face it had when it met the most devout believers in the past.

The original side, which cannot be seen by outsiders, has always been hidden.

It's not pretending to be mysterious or for any other reason, it's just because it's the unbearable joy of facing the source—and the fear that will inevitably breed along with it.The same goes for Heroic Spirits.

The god's gaze spanned the two people in front of him.

The pure black eyes reflected the wind and trees, birds and stars, and then returned to the two Servants in front of them.

Archer frowned uncomfortably.

When his gaze fell on his body, the King of Heroes suddenly felt he was completely seen through, and pondered, "What an amazing guy. Is this your 'past' form?"

The wise king saw a possibility.

The god smiled and nodded, "It's a pleasure to meet you, the oldest king in this world. Don't worry, I'm just a thought hidden behind time, and I have no intention of waking up here, and I have no intention of changing anything."

Night makeup.

The wind gradually changed its rhythm, as if it had blown over the high hall, and "Elan" simply stood there, and the surroundings seemed to have turned into ancient and solemn temples, which made people feel pious and longing.

Archer narrowed his eyes, the light of interest flashed in his red pupils, and slowly said in a disgusting tone: "Oh? What a good sideshow. You are standing here - that is to say, that bastard, died Once?"

"what."

After uttering a syllable with unknown meaning, the god said indifferently, "It is only consciousness that dies, and the individual existence as 'I' never dies."

"Arrogant king, a rebel who tries to hold the gods in his hands, I don't intend to talk to you."

"—Your time is almost up."

A Servant without magical support cannot stay in this era.

This is true even after Archer, whose class skill is "Independent Action", released his strongest Noble Phantasm.The added magic power is about to be exhausted.

The pure black eyes met the scarlet eyes.

"Humph."

Archer made a slight nasal sound, and the corners of his lips curled up in a mocking arc.

Treating everything with tenderness seems to be the great love of the gods, but for those who want to be "different", it must be cruel to the point of despair, right?

The most ancient king who sees through people's hearts maliciously looked at the god who was quietly staring at him, looked into the calm eyes, and finally sighed bored.

"In this king's garden, let's cherish the last time."

A golden glow emerged from Archer's body, and it was time for the seventh Servant of this Holy Grail War to exit.

Like fireflies.

The golden light spots lingered around the black-haired god and then went away, just at this moment Tsunayoshi's voice came, "... Where is Yagami?"

On Tsunayoshi's forehead, flames ignited.

His expression was calm and unwavering, and his friendly brown eyes were reflected in golden orange in the flickering flames, making him look extremely calm.

"You said earlier, 'meeting you for the first time'. Since it's the first time you meet Archer, how do you know who he is?"

The way you look at me is like looking at a stranger.

This is what Tsuna Ji wanted to understand in his short memory.The person in front of him is not Yagami.At least, not the Yagami he knew.

The god's soft eyes looked at him, just like Archer's feeling just now, Tsuna also felt the discomfort of being seen through all over his body, and his super intuitive sense crazily clamored, telling him that this was definitely not an illusion.

Yes.

The keen intuition inherited by Vengley did not make a mistake in judgment this time.

In a short period of time, the God of Darkness has seen through the life of the person/heroic spirit named "Sawada Tsunayoshi"-the past that has passed away, the present that is going on, and the future that is still vague.

The source of "time" cheers and flocks to such a suitable master, occupying the position of "unknown" that should be indispensable in any existing life.

The deity lowered its eyelids, avoiding Tsunayoshi's gaze.

He no longer wants to look at it.

The crescent moon appeared from behind the clouds, and scattered the bright silver light on the god, making him look like a perfect statue, exuding a lofty and alienation that does not belong to the world.

a long time.

The god raised his eyes, "I'll call you Gang. Since you are the closest to the concept of 'friend' among the people 'I' met, then it doesn't hurt to witness some things to you."

Some fallen leaves were swaying to the rooftop by the wind, and the speed suddenly slowed down. They were clearly in the almost unobstructed air, but they seemed to be walking through a swamp.

With the edge of the roof as the boundary, the flow of time changes.

The original dark god didn't get the memory of his newborn self, and he didn't know that he was fleeing now and needed to delay the situation. This was just the result of his cautious and thoughtful character.

It is not so much a coincidence as it is a coincidence that was prepared for a rainy day.

The god's voice was softer and softer, like a sigh that could not startle a little dust. He opened his hand, and a small flame flew out precariously and landed on the ground.

"Phil."

The God of Darkness told its origin indifferently.

Seeing that it could not be concealed, the flame flickered and turned into a silver figure.The hazy light enveloped him like smoke, so that Gang Ji couldn't see the face of this man clearly, only the long silver hair, the clothes with a white background, and those silver eyes shining with strange light.

Yes.

This appeared in the form of "Light of Hope" at the beginning, assisting Elan to escape across space, and the self-proclaimed "system" is none other than the god of light, Phil.

Or rather, part of Phil.

The silver figure eagerly approached the black-haired deity, knelt down on one knee, and held the latter's right hand in the attitude of a submissive.

His expression must have been very sincere.

Tsunayoshi watched silently, organizing his thoughts amidst the movement of the silver figure.

It was a language he had never heard before. It was as elegant as a phoenix's first cry, and its rhythm was unique and complicated, like pearls slowly falling on a jade plate. Even if you don't know the content, it is a wonderful enjoyment.

——This is the "Word of God".

Elan, the god of darkness, and Phil, the god of light.

The two gods awakened at the beginning of the birth of the chaotic world, with deep affection, jointly created the original chaos into a new "world" with everything, and at a certain time when everything was thriving, after a bad breakup, the dark god inexplicably Falling into a long, almost endless sleep, and waking up again, his original consciousness has disappeared, replaced by an ignorant newborn.

The God of Light fell into unspeakable sadness, and with the sadness was a huge puzzlement.

No matter how he gets along with the newly born Elan, there is always a question rooted in Phil's heart-why did "Father God" die?

Now, he finally waited for the opportunity that he thought he would never have again, and told the question that had troubled him for many years to someone who definitely knew the answer.