Fate Stay Night

The duty of the King has not ended yet.
In order to fulfill his prophecy, even if the life of the King ended, that sword cannot return back to how it was before.
Time passes, countries rise and fall, and people change.
Even if she prayed to the great King, this oath would still continue.
...Because.
She assumed these obligations without recompensation, and because of that many lives can survive.

--But.
But, being caught in this dream in a crack is sad.
That scenery seen from the abyss of eternal slumber.
My heart cannot reach the him who's far away right now, walking alone on that road.
Fading away like a human, and repeating the same things over and over like a machine.
Even if nobody could notice that kind of pain.

--I am here, I know your strength.

But, that eternal oath still exists.
If the past cannot be changed, then the present will never change.
Oath and determination will forever be affiliated with the King.
There is no way for that sword to return to how it was before.

...But, I want to see you.
Even if I must continue in this never ending slumber.
I still want him to hear this voice.

"This is difficult. Your times are so far apart that the distance makes people despair."

The magus said so.
The realization of that dream was pretty much impossible.

"If you want to meet again as normal people, two miracles must occur.
One must wait continuously, one must pursue endlessly.
They must realize that it is impossible to succeed yet at the same time be capable of enduring patiently. Is that... the story of a dream that shouldn't be waited upon?"

The magus asked.
Is that sort of thing impossible? It's unrelated to the duty of the King, it's as simple as whether or not it can come true and whether or not you can keep waiting for it.

"Ah, don't be mistaken. I didn't say to forsake the King's duty. Royal blood courses through your veins; if this pride was deprived, then there would be nothing left."

"It's best to keep yourself as you are. I am really complimenting you,
as a girl you have the right for your happiness to survive.
A sacrifice like this, I think you should understand."

The magus said.
Just like when the hand is gripping the sword.
That moment is when I'm mocking the approaching perils.
But right now I'm smiling because of the hope-filled future.

A meaningless response.
That is merely the hope of the girl before she took up the sword.
No matter what, if she doesn't have the power to make it come true;
How is that any different than wishing to the stars?

"But, whether this thing is right or wrong is another topic altogether."

"Arturia. The era is changing alongside the people, the only one who's still like that time is you, Arturia.
A dream is only beautiful because it's dream-like. But for you, you would probably be happier slumbering as if dead...
Even so."

No response.
Even if it's unsaid, only that wish will not disappear.
...In other words, that is probably best.
Not finding anyone, not being pursued by anyone.
Up until the day when the posture of the King disappeared from the imagination of people.

With that warm, dream-like wish; her future eternity can only be endured in this slumber.

In the end.
His way of life has not changed.
As for repaying her, it did not happen.

And then, to him and her, a long time had passed.

--Softly, eyes opened.

How far have I actually come?
I've clearly chosen the barren earth, yet I've penetrated the dense forest to stand in this grassland that makes me nostalgic.

I cannot be certain of this place.
How long has passed since then,
How far have I travelled?

It's still very blurry.

"-----"
Putting down the heavy burden carried on his shoulders, letting the tense body rest.
...Ah.
I thought this long journey would continue forever.

It looks like, the journey will end here.

The field of vision is clear and broad.
Those heavy shackles were removed in the grassland wavering in the blowing wind.

My mood gradually and steadily returned to back then.

"-----"
Staring at the endless sky, thinking about the unstated agreement.
That is the fantasy of adolescence, a fierce wish.
Looking at the same sky, feeling the same things.
If I kept pursuing that dream, it would definitely be realized.

Unconsciously, he thought about these things in the streets of his hometown.

Then.
Her dream also began to awaken.

"-----"
Raising her head to look at the sky, harbouring a wish.
Noticing the change in the wind's direction, the tears that were forced back fell at last.
She's praying, desperately awaiting that familiar shadow.
...But...even if...they meet again.
Up until now it's merely a hope; she's grateful for this small, insignificant hope...

Her breathing calmed down.
Unbelievable, how long ago was the last time her breathing was disrupted?
Almost as if she's returned to being a young girl.
No, but, I clearly already have experience and am not a novice anymore, he laughed as he said this.

--Come to think of it, how many times have I wished to the sky?

I want to see him.
I want to see him.

If it was realized, she wants to verify each other's feelings and the meaning of existence in an embrace----

...I know, my heart has long since been thrown into chaos, but even so, I can only remain here.
Because, I don't want to lay waste to the mission of the man who kept going.
Even though I really want to run away right now, but, just like back then, I am waiting on his words---

But, there was still some unrest.
This wish, this miracle, can it really occur?


He is no longer the him from back then. Body and soul, neither needed her worry anymore.
There is no reason to miss this scenery so much.
It's not that I'm too stubborn, but it's just unforgettable.
She continued to embrace that gradually fading past.

So, that's all.
If this dream has an ending, then, at the other end of despair hope surely exists---

--No, enough, this deceit should end here.
That thing that's only sensitive to words woke up brightly.
That thing that had stopped once again started to move.

"----Ah."
A nostalgic blood runs through the heart of tin.
Golden earth.
In her long lost hometown, she could finally pursue her heart.

The feelings gushing forth are like thousands of words, but, only one line choked out of his throat.

How much she wanted to see him, how long he made her wait, at this moment it's no longer important.

Yes, in the end, his way of life has not changed.
Similarly, it's impossible to repay her with anything.
--But.

Things that met after they were protected until the end.
Losing their lives, what's left is something that's the most precious.

Taking out the most precious thing.
And then putting it deep within the heart, this is happiness.
That smile seems to have been this all along, a youthful simplicity.

"...I'm back, Saber."

...The words coming out of his mouth really seemed like back then.
As if, what's beginning here is only the continuation of that day.

"----"
Her footsteps on the ground were light. The girl with a slightly quivering body was smiling.

"Welcome back, Shirou."

The dream, finally announced its end here.

...Pursuing stars, the spinning stars.
Walking onwards, and continuing to see somebody off.
Lost many things, birthed many things.
What exists at the end is incomparable to the huge amount of time spent: merely a tiny, tiny fragment.

--Why, it's so dazzling.
Looking at the small fragments carefully kept in the small palm; it's a light so bright it almost burns the eyes.

Like that.
At the end of the long journey, they finally met.
The journey of the man who was looking at the stars also ended here.
Starting here, there will be another long his and her story to continue on.

In this ending.
He became somebody's star, continuing to spin in this world.

Even if the author is silenced, the performance is stopped, the story will not end.

Whether it's a comedy or a tragedy, if there is cheering, the story will continue on.
Just like the many lives.
For the us who are still in it and still in the journey, send warm blessings.

---We will continue to walk down this path until eternity.