Fate: Question And Answer System of Traversing Heroic Spirits

"A great disaster rejected by human history has been detected. It was never meant to appear here, yet it came—because of you," Justeaze stated.

Chihiro scoffed. "Hey, don't pin this on me! This is all because of that damn Shakespeare."

"No. On a causal level, the reason for its arrival in this world is directly linked to you."

Chihiro fell silent.

Damn it, Goetia, you're really that petty? All I did was break your spell, and now you're coming after me across dimensions?

"Even if that's the case, I'm no match for him…"

That was Goetia, an immortal being. In the original timeline, if Romani Archaman hadn't erased his own existence, Fujimaru Ritsuka would have never been able to defeat him.

"Under special circumstances, the Holy Grail program will activate temporary countermeasures, pouring all of its magic power into summoning a being capable of dealing with the Beast's arrival," Justeaze continued.

Chihiro froze. A Servant capable of dealing with a Beast… that meant one thing. a Grand Servant.

The Holy Grail, with sixty years' worth of accumulated magical energy, would be completely drained to summon a Grand-class Heroic Spirit to face Goetia.

Damn… it's actually summoning a Grand. That's basically a full reset on the Holy Grail.

But even a Grand Servant would struggle against Goetia's immortality.

Would King Hassan really be the one summoned to ring the bell for Goetia? No, unlike Tiamat, Goetia wouldn't just stand there and let himself be beheaded.

"The command of the Grand Servant is now entrusted to you," Justeaze said. "I hope you can resolve this crisis."

Chihiro sighed. "You don't have to say it. I'll do my best."

If Goetia succeeded in wiping out humanity, his hands would be drenched in sin.

"Then, let us begin."

"Wait, hold on! Aren't you going to send me out first?"

---

"Big sister!"

Achilles roared in rage as he watched Atalanta get struck down, a glowing hole burned through her chest by Goetia's attack. He lunged forward, but before he could reach her, a single punch from Goetia sent him flying.

Her reckless, frenzied attacks had been nothing more than suicidal desperation. In the end, the demonized Atalanta had barely lasted before Goetia swatted her aside like an insect.

As her body faded into spirit particles, she briefly regained her clarity, her expression unwilling as she disappeared.

Seeing his beloved sister-in-arms perish, Achilles lost himself to fury, unleashing an all-out assault against Goetia.

Without his Meteor Spear, he still had "Akhilleus Kosmos," the shield forged by Hephaestus, capable of rivaling the "Seven Rings of Blazing Heaven." A divine shield that could withstand almost any attack.

Like a mythical Captain America, Achilles wielded his shield as both defense and weapon, attacking Goetia head-on.

"Hmph. A mere nuisance."

Goetia barely regarded him, shooting into the air before driving his fist down with brutal force. The impact sent Achilles crashing into the ground, blood spurting from his mouth.

"How… how is this possible…?" Achilles' voice trembled in disbelief.

Goetia had not only kept up with the speed of "Dromeus Komētēs," Achilles' near-lightspeed movement technique, but his punch had surpassed the durability of "Andreias Amarantos," the blessing that granted Achilles near-absolute invincibility.

Could Goetia possess divinity as well?

Goetia sneered. "Divinity? Do I need such a thing?"

His patience had run thin. "This farce ends now."

Raising his hand, he gathered countless beams of light, preparing to unleash a devastating barrage upon the battlefield.

There was no warning. No one saw where the light came from.

In an instant, countless beams of light filled the battlefield, followed by a massive explosion that sent everyone flying.

Artoria, Gilgamesh, Karna, and Achilles managed to block the attack with their Noble Phantasms, but the others weren't so fortunate.

Iskandar and Qin Shi Huang suffered severe damage. Though they remained standing, their ability to fight was completely gone.

Semiramis, already gravely injured, could no longer hold on.

She looked at Amakusa Shirou, her fingers gently tracing his cheek. A sigh escaped her lips.

"I'm sorry, Master. I wanted to help you realize your wish, but now… I can't."

Amakusa gave her a calm, understanding look. "No, you've done more than enough."

Semiramis smiled faintly. "What a pity… I won't be with you until the end."

"It's fine," Amakusa reassured her. "We're not truly apart, are we?"

"Yes… I'll be waiting for your news in the Throne of Heroes." A teasing glint flickered in her eyes. "Don't die too easily."

And with that, Semiramis dissolved into light, fading from the battlefield.

The once-magnificent Queen of Assyria, who shone so brightly in the original timeline, departed without grandeur, her farewell brief and fleeting.

A heavy silence settled over the battlefield.

A sense of powerlessness gripped the remaining warriors.

"Hateful…"

Against Goetia's overwhelming strength, despair loomed over them.

But then—

A red light erupted from the distant forest.

Everyone turned toward it, their gazes locking onto the sudden phenomenon.

"What is that…?"

Goetia narrowed his eyes, his voice filled with disdain. "Pointless struggle. A futile attempt at survival."

At the center of the radiant glow, a summoning circle had formed.

Chihiro lay unconscious in its center, his soul connected to the Holy Grail as it carried out its summoning.

A ritual unlike any other.

A powerful incantation rang out.

"Let silver and steel be the essence.

Let stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation.

Let rise a wall against the wind that shall fall

Let the four cardinal gates close.

Let the three-forked road from the crown reaching unto the Kingdom rotate."

"Your body shall serve under me. My fate shall be your sword."

"Submit to the beckoning of the Holy Grail

If you will submit to this will and this reason…Then answer!"

The Holy Grail's magical energy plummeted, consumed at an alarming rate.

A golden radiance descended, engulfing Chihiro within the summoning formation.

Then—

A voice echoed in his mind, majestic yet kind.

"I hear your call."

"But my spiritual body alone cannot manifest my full strength. So, for the time being, I shall borrow your body."

Chihiro's consciousness reeled. What?!

Before he could even process the words, a torrential force surged into his body, an overwhelming power restructuring him from the inside out.

The golden light faded.

And when Chihiro stood up once more, he was no longer the same.

His attire had changed to an ancient, regal brocade robe. His hair had grown longer, his features now carrying the imposing dignity of a ruler.

He lifted a hand, feeling the boundless energy coursing through his veins.

"Your body still needs refinement," the voice remarked.

"In my time, you wouldn't last three days with such a frail physique."

Chihiro twitched. "Are you kidding me…?"

But as he checked his status panel, his eyes widened in shock.

This wasn't just a powerful Heroic Spirit taking over.

This was something entirely different.

"War waits for no one. If you're ready, we should act immediately."

Before anyone could react, 'Chihiro' leaped into the sky and in an instant, he was floating above the battlefield.

The assembled Heroic Spirits stared in stunned disbelief.

"???"

Their senses immediately detected the spiritual signature within him.

This was Chihiro's body, but the presence inside it…

It was overwhelmingly powerful.

An instinctive pressure weighed upon them.

Only those with the status of a king, like Gilgamesh, Artoria, and Qin Shi Huang remained unaffected.

For the others, the urge to kneel and submit gripped them like chains.

"...Could this be a pseudo-Servant?"

Understanding dawned on them.

They had seen something similar before, when Qin Shi Huang manifested using their own body.

Just to be safe, they immediately tagged Chihiro in their communication network.

When he explained the situation, Artoria and the others felt a deep sense of disgust.

"Darnic really never changes his habits," she muttered in irritation.

The very thought of him trying to hijack Chihiro's body left a sour taste in their mouths.

But now, something far more shocking had taken their attention.

The 'Chihiro' standing before them…

Was a Grand Servant.

---

"Hmm… interesting."

Goetia hovered in the air, meeting Chihiro's gaze at eye level.

"You… are no ordinary god."

His eyes narrowed in scrutiny.

"Not a natural deity, but a being forged by human reverence."

A faint smile tugged at Chihiro's lips.

"I was once mortal. But my descendants refused to let me be forgotten. They carved my name into history, deified me, and through their will, I ascended."

"Thus, I am both god and man."

"But my spiritual foundation remains that of a human. There is no divine power within me."

Goetia scoffed. "Ridiculous. And yet, you stand before me."

Qin Shi Huang's expression sharpened.

"The gods of the Central Plains… No, from what they've said, this one was once human before deification."

Gilgamesh had already discerned the truth through the Omniscient and Omnipotent Star, sighing in mild amusement.

Chihiro or rather, the entity now within him was beyond fortunate.

For this was no ordinary heroic spirit.

Even Qin Shi Huang had already realized his identity.

---

"Magic is not meant for combat," Chihiro murmured. "But, given the circumstances… I suppose I must make an exception."

He lifted a hand, gesturing for Goetia to strike first.

Goetia sneered.

In a blink, he closed the distance, his fist aiming for Chihiro's chest.

But—

With effortless precision, Chihiro parried the blow, redirecting the force.

A sharp elbow strike slammed into Goetia's chest, sending him skidding backward.

Silence.

Then—Chihiro smiled.

His eyes locked onto Goetia.

"But I suppose, before we begin… a proper introduction is in order."

His voice carried unshakable authority, a presence as immense as the heavens themselves.

"I am Fu Xi."

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