《Fate/Survivor》13-Despise, Forgive, Peace!
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Centuries ago, in Norse mythology, there existed a demon. He wagered a bet with God. He wanted to put a certain individual into depravity so that he could put this certain individual to a path of evil.
The demon exhausts all of his arts of coaxing and puts the certain individual and succeeds into enticing this certain individual into the path of evil.
However, before this certain individual’s soul was cast to hell, a loved one saved his soul. A happy ending…
Sounds familiar right? Of course it would, it is the story of Faust. A story that travels through all Norse mythology but was it really the truth?
Not at all, the truth is far worse than the happy ending that was given in the book of Faust.
The excellent mage Faust minted a homunculus. He named him Mephistopheles.
Faust was very affectionate to Mephistopheles, but he was betrayed by his own creation and was killed.
When Mephistopheles was summoned by Sho to this world, he was a very cheerful and looked like a faithful worker.
But the question that appeared was why would Sho summon a servant? What was he so desperate about?
Sho was despised. His father was a criminal who to this day rots in jail for the murder of 11 children and his mother…She committed suicide as the world saw her as an enemy to the society.
Sho then found an old ancient book that his father kept in secret and he learnt to be a magus but a weak one. The next thing you know, without knowing any consequences Sho summoned a servant.
On the first day, Sho acted like he normally does shy, panicky and very sad. But then the words Mephistopheles said to him triggered his instincts, “Don’t you think the world would be a better place if you swept out the trash?”
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Sho begin to think about what had happened to his mother as a result a normal person would like to take revenge on the world but he got a twisted thought.
Sho’s thinking was, “What if woman did not exist? Then there will be no more reproduction of trashes of the world.”
That is how Sho came to the conclusion that if he wins the Holy Grail War, he will erase the entire women from this world.
Little did he know, he already was manipulated by his own servant.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I FINALLY KILLED HIM! I FINALLY KILLED HIM!” Mephistopheles screams out his heart.
“Ah…Ah…Ah…We did it…” Sho says with a nervous smile.
“We?” Mephistopheles looks at Sho with a menacing smile and aura.
Mephistopheles starts walking towards Sho with that menacing smile and aura. “Now that you have used up your command spells. How can you stop me?” He asks with a menacing smile.
“What?! You should be gone if I used up my command spells.” Sho says pointing his fingers towards Mephistopheles as he panics.
“That is correct a servant should disappear if the command spells are used up as the Servant no longer shares the same mana as their Master’s but if the Servant has supply of Mana from another Master it is certain that Servant will survive.” Mephistopheles says to Sho.
“No way…You have another Master?” Sho looks panicked and confused at the same time.
Mephistopheles grabs Sho by his neck and starts crushing it, “That is correct, I have another Master!” He states.
Sho realised something as he was being choked to death. He realised his only desire was to die. He realised that the crimes he committed…Was nothing less then what his father did. He realised that he no longer was the child his mother loved. His final words were, “I am sorry, mother…”
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As Sho’s eyesight started to close and he was close to death the hand that was holding Sho’s neck flew into the air.
“What?!” Mephistopheles looks at Hero standing in front of Sho holding a knife in his left hand and a gun pointed towards him. Then he takes a look at his left hand.
Mephistopheles starts sweating, his eyes widen and his body begins to shake in fear. “HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!” He screams wildly.
“MY ARM! MY ARM! MY PRECIOUS ARM! WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY ARM?!” Mephistopheles screams out as he holds his arm and rolls on the ground.
“How are you still…Alive?” Sho asks Hero. “That puny attack won’t kill me.” Hero replies as he points his gun at Mephistopheles’s head.
“Goodbye.” Hero says as he fires a huge blast from his gun which completely annihilates the rock they were at and turns Mephistopheles to ashes.
The impact of the blast was so huge that everyone fighting the war felt it. Not only did they feel the blast but their heads were covered with sweat filled with panic.
At another rocky area,
“After all the terrible things I have done…I should be dead…” Sho says as he cries and holds the ground.
“It wasn’t you. You were just manipulated by your servant.” Hero says to Sho.
“Still…I…Raped…Killed…I am just like my father. Everything my friends say…Everything is true. I am just my father’s son. I DON’T DESERVE TO BE SAVED!” Sho’s tears drop the ground.
“Leave the country, live a peaceful life because I forgive you. You just need to forgive yourself. I am pretty sure if your mother was alive, she would have forgave you.” Hero says as he passes a key to Sho. “There is a motor boat at the edge of Fuyuki town. No one will find you there.” Hero says as he walks away.
Sho cries outloud. “Thank you…Thank you…” Sho looks at the keychain. “Thank you…Hero…For saving me.” Sho finally finds his peace he was looking for.
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