infinite death song

"That... are you my Master?"

"..."

Nyarlathotep?

The outer god among Cthulhu?

The image of the white-haired girl and the impression of Cthulhu is constantly switching.

Bai Ye was sure it was a fake.

How can Cthulhu look like this.

Shouldn't it be that kind of nightmare-like horror, horrifying and inexplicably bad image?

But thinking about it, Bai Ye suddenly felt relieved.

In Cthulhu mythology, Nyarlathotep has no fixed form, that is, the faceless god, who is keen to deceive and seduce human beings, and calls it the best joy for human beings to fall into terror and despair.

In other words, the image of this young girl is fake, and her original face is hidden.

To be honest, I was a little disappointed, but also relieved.

If it comes out in the real image of the main body, then he really has lost his SAN value.

"Yes, I am your Master in this Holy Grail War. My name is Bai Ye. During this period, please give me more advice, Foreigner (the descendant)."

Normal said hello to this white-haired dazed-haired girl who called herself 'Nyarlathotep'.

Chapter 2 Do you want to dance too?

He keeps killing people.

With knives, with poison, with bombs, with sniper bullets.

Assassination, tearing, burning, flooding and other cruel methods, as long as it can kill people, he will do it by all means.

He never doubted the decision he made, nor did he doubt whether the killing was a crime.

Because he will only save the side where the scale is tilted, thus killing all the people on the other side.

Even on the tilted side, there is only one more person.

He did it without hesitation.

During his self-examination, he kept repeating this, reincarnation.

He called it right.

Even if there is already a sea of ​​corpses and numerous crimes, you must be firm in this rescue policy.

He is a man who has been dreaming innocent dreams.

His dream is also very simple, he just wants everyone to be happy.

But now, what he has to face is the cruelest Holy Grail War.

In order to win this war, he will use all means to stain his hands with blood as usual.

——He has more ideals than anyone else, and because of this, he falls into the bottomless abyss of despair and cannot extricate himself, and uses this to redeem his sins.

That pathetic man—Emiya Kiritsugu.

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Eight years ago.

The wind and snow froze outside the window, and the forest in the ice and snow ushered in a night of severe cold.

In an ancient castle built on frozen ground, a room is guarded by a warm fireplace.

In this warm room, the man embraces such a young life.

This petite and frail body is not as heavy as imagined, it feels like holding the first snow in your hands, as if it will collapse if you shake it slightly, it is so slender that men feel scared.

He never knew that the newborn life was so light and thin, without the slightest weight.

But the man felt that this young life was very heavy, so heavy that it was difficult for him to face it.

This young life kept asking questions during sleep, the small mouth moved slightly due to the slow breathing, although the rise and fall of the chest was very faint, but for her, she had done her best.

"Kiritsugu, she's sleeping peacefully."

The child's mother was lying on the bed, smiling and watching the man pick up the baby, showing a very gentle smile.

She hasn't recovered from the fatigue after giving birth, and her complexion is a little bit bad, but the look of happiness on her face conceals her haggardness at this moment, making her smile look even brighter at this moment.

"No matter how experienced a nanny hugs her, she will keep crying. This is the first time she has been hugged like this without distress. She must know that you are a very gentle person, so she feels so at ease."

The man - Emiya Kiritsugu did not answer.

He just stared blankly at the baby in his hand and his wife lying on the bed.

He had never seen such a beautiful and bright smile on Irisviel's face.

She was originally a person who had nothing to do with happiness.

As an artificial lifeform created by the Einzbern family, she has never had the luxury of happiness.

Just because she is not a life created by God, but a man-made thing.

This is a matter of course.

But now she feels extremely happy.

She really couldn't understand what the so-called happiness was before.

But she understands now.

Seeing Kiritsugu and his own child, he understood what happiness is for the first time.

"Kiritsugu, it's great to be able to give birth to this child."

The smile on Irisviel's face was even more kind.

"In the future, this child will not be able to live as a real human being, but as an imitation of human beings. That kind of life will definitely be very painful, and maybe he will curse and blame an abnormal mother like me. But at this moment, I Proud of her and forever in love with her."

From the outside, there is nothing special about this baby, just like an ordinary human baby.

But Alice Viel and Kiritsugu who were present were very clear about their daughter's true identity.

In Irisviel's womb, magic has been cast several times to transform the body.

Since birth, she has been limited in use, and can be said to be the most perfect artificial creation.

Her body is filled with magic circuits.

This is the true identity of their beloved daughter.

Kiritsugu looked at Irisviel and his daughter, he hoped that this room, under the warmth of the fireplace, could keep their mother and daughter away from all the severe cold and despair in the world.

But Kiritsugu knew it was impossible.

Because this is the future that their family of three has long been destined for.

Eight years later, he will take his wife to a desperate place to bid farewell to his daughter. Irisviel will become a living sacrifice to save the world, sacrificing her life for his husband's ideal.

Thinking of this, Kiritsugu felt his chest was suddenly pierced by a blade.

The source of this sharp blade was the voices of Irisviel and her daughter.

Make him guilty.

Couldn't bear this horrible weight.

"Eri, I—"

"I know everything, Kiritsugu. This is the long-cherished wish of our Einzbern family, and I exist for this."

Seeing the slightly pained look on her husband's face, Irisviel's expression was always peaceful.

"I understand your ideal, and I have the same wish in my heart, that's why I am what I am now. Kiritsugu, it was you who guided me, and I was able to understand what the so-called life and happiness are. I live like that."

Irisviel's love is so simple.

It is precisely because of this that they blend and combine with each other to give birth to life.

They are the most understanding people in the world.

"What about this child?"

The source of Kiritsugu's pain.

The weight of the daughter is as light as a feather, but this is an unusual weight.

Such a load made him want to cry and blame himself for it.

The daughter has no way to judge whether his ideals are correct, nor is she able to understand and forgive her father's behavior.

But Kiritsugu understood his heartlessness.

Even if his daughter stood in his way, he would destroy it without hesitation.

A life does not exist high or low, regardless of age, it is just a unit of counting.

and so--

"Ai Li, I'm not qualified to hug this child..."

He put his daughter down from his hands and took a trembling step back.

In order to eliminate all the ruthlessness in the world, he is willing to turn himself into a ruthless killer.

But after having a beloved wife and daughter.

This is the cruelest punishment from heaven on him.

A silent sob made him kneel down.

Redemption for the life of this child.

"But this is the world of hope. In order to prevent everyone from crying like you, you have to save this world. You have such a responsibility."

Irisviel is the one who understands her husband best, accepting her husband's pain and his fragile tears with deep and endless love.

"After everything is over, I hope you can embrace this child as a real father—Iliasviel. Hold your chest up, Kiritsugu, you are the father of this child!"

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Eight years have passed since then.

Kiritsugu has been preparing for this Holy Grail War.

Not only because of the long-cherished wish of the Einzbern family group, but also for their own ideals.

No matter what, he will win this Holy Grail War.

For this reason, he did not relax for a moment, constantly improving his killing skills, as long as he could surely kill the enemy, he would not hesitate to use any means.

It wasn't until three years ago that he was indeed given the Command Seal, and he restrained himself a bit. He would basically operate within the territory of the Einzbern family. Once he obtained the Command Seal, he was not allowed to participate in the Holy Grail War for safety reasons. Before it came, there was an accident.

Although he is known as the magician killer, there are many people in this world who want to kill him.

As a non-affiliated organization, he has always been regarded as a disgrace to magicians because his methods are not what magicians say. In the eyes of magicians, he has already become notorious.

But Kiritsugu didn't care about these.

He is keen on killing targets with weapons. In his opinion, whether it is magic or firearms, the essence is the same. They are just a means to achieve the goal. There is no high or low.

Just like life, no matter men, women, old or weak, they all have the same weight.

Because he is not a samurai, nor a hero, just a dastardly assassin.

——The darkness has settled for thousands of years, and the obsession formed is very terrifying.

Kiritsugu and his wife, Irisfel von Einzbern, accepted the call of the eighth-generation Einzbern patriarch, Ubstakuhaid von Einzbern, and the patriarch It's old Ahad.

Summoned by him, the two of them came to the most magnificent place in this ice and snow castle, and in Kiritsugu's view, this place was also the darkest place - the auditorium of Einzbern Castle.

This is not a place to praise God, or to give people peace of mind.

In the castle where the magician lives, the so-called auditorium is a special place for performing certain magic rituals.

The meaning of its existence is for the derivation of magic.

Kiritsugu's eyes swept away the pieces of stained glass around the auditorium, and the paintings on them were not saints and gods, but the long history of the Einzbern family who was constantly wandering in a daze in pursuit of the Holy Grail.