[he knew she could hear him. that his words were getting through to her. that a part of her deep down really wanted to believe in him. believe in him to find the strength to believe in herself... and as Ragnarok is unleashed upon him again, he stares at it with a look of sheer determination. he wouldn't break. he'd break that armor to get to the real her if he had to. she must have had a name... something better then 'puppet'. he was going to find out sooner or later. but until then...
he had to live. survive this attack or else he would die. he couldn't dodge. he couldn't strike back with Kanshou and Bakuya. and he had no initial means of defending himself. surely he would be mercilessly killed, failing to save her and his path ending right then and there...
that would have been the case...were it anybody else but Emiya Shirou. if he couldn't use his swords to defeat this attack, then he'd create something that would! the twin-blades shatter in his hands, though it was the will of their wielder that made it so. this would be testing his limits, showing how far he'd come and how much he had retained now that Tohsaka wasn't here. though difficult, surely he must have gained something from this. no, he had to have gained something from this. what was the point of fighting as hard as he did if he was just at square one?
he'd stop Ragnarok. and then he would stop her. he'd make it happen, even at the cost of his own body. closing his eyes, he could immediately see into the world that embodied everything that he was. accelerate the process... he had no time to take his time with it. a defense, any would do to stop them. if it broke in the end, so long as he was still in tact to save her, that's all that mattered. the structure, the history, the manufacturing process... it was already there. he didn't need to create it after all. just reach it]
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he had to live. survive this attack or else he would die. he couldn't dodge. he couldn't strike back with Kanshou and Bakuya. and he had no initial means of defending himself. surely he would be mercilessly killed, failing to save her and his path ending right then and there...
that would have been the case...were it anybody else but Emiya Shirou. if he couldn't use his swords to defeat this attack, then he'd create something that would! the twin-blades shatter in his hands, though it was the will of their wielder that made it so. this would be testing his limits, showing how far he'd come and how much he had retained now that Tohsaka wasn't here. though difficult, surely he must have gained something from this. no, he had to have gained something from this. what was the point of fighting as hard as he did if he was just at square one?
he'd stop Ragnarok. and then he would stop her. he'd make it happen, even at the cost of his own body. closing his eyes, he could immediately see into the world that embodied everything that he was. accelerate the process... he had no time to take his time with it. a defense, any would do to stop them. if it broke in the end, so long as he was still in tact to save her, that's all that mattered. the structure, the history, the manufacturing process... it was already there. he didn't need to create it after all. just reach it]