Normal, as in comparison to nature spirits, eldrich abominations and other supernatural Nasuverse stuff.
Also, he's also 'Archer ver 0.1', so so Alaya abused the backwards compatibility with EMIYA to connect with Shirou.
Normal, as in comparison to nature spirits, eldrich abominations and other supernatural Nasuverse stuff.
Also, he's also 'Archer ver 0.1', so so Alaya abused the backwards compatibility with EMIYA to connect with Shirou.
Illya is best servant
Ah... that makes sense.
Now we need Archer's confused snarkiness as he's shoved into Nine Year old Shirou fighting the book of darkness. He's got to wonder what the hell is going on?
Life at best is Bittersweet
-Jack Kirby
It's still Shirou, he just gets a power boost and loses the abilty to suppress his snarking for a while. Manifesting archer's mind would be far to complicated :P
Illya is best servant
Hmm, I get the idea (like it a lot actually, wish I thought of it) but I have trouble picturing it.
Life at best is Bittersweet
-Jack Kirby
^^This. We know that Shirou is very snarky. In fact, only Archer surpass him, as far as we know. If it seems otherwise to the rest of the cast and to the ones that only watched the anime, it's because he is too polite to snark at people at every chance. Beacuse I'm sure as hell that Rin doesn't restrain herself, and she, while snarky, doesn't reach Shirou's levels.
And just a comment. It is heavily implied that in HF, the Counter Force acted through Shirou and Rin to contain the threat of AM. Yes, they got the power ups by themselves, at least to some degree, but it would explain how those two jumped to Servant level power in the last day, or at least unleashed enough power and skill to top most Servants.
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Kid Archer:
The Counter Force allows Shirou to keep on going even when he should have died already , and pretty much allows him to pull things of while lacking to power to do so.It's why Shirou could use projection more then 3 times in HF, and why he could trace Excaliber even when lacking the power to use it.
In this case it could give Shirou the boost needed to drag K&B out of his fractured memories, allowing him to use anti-demon blades against the corrupted core.
Illya is best servant
Yeah, it's a likely explanation. And it serves as a good Deus Ex Machina if you really need one here, as (being an early version of a heroic spirit, this time prepared to take additional power) he would be reached by Alaya far more often, and that would have interesting consequences during this reality's 5th Heaven's Feel.Originally Posted by fraggle
That said, I would love to see some divergence in the A's arc. In spite of some minor tweaks here and there, Lyrical Days hasn't ventured far from canon's rails.
Okay, you can color me interested, after having read the first four chapters on FanFiction.Net and the first half of chapter five here.
I am curious, however, when do you think the second half will come about?
Some time after Heroslayer finishes his exams, which are happening right now.
You can go read Fate/Night Sky in the meantime, if you hadn't already done so (that, or fraggle's snippets).
Ah, right, thanks for clarifying.
I had plum forgotten that part of why he's unable to continue the story so far.
Next week. My finals are this week and I have it all written out. I just need to edit it, as the flow of the chapter needs some work.
Life at best is Bittersweet
-Jack Kirby
Glad to hear that. Honestly, I'd rather see the story continue, and not see it go 'bye-bye'.
Right, if the argument starts up again, we can just quote the above post, #3480, at them.
"Those who say it can not be done should not interrupt those who are doing it."
-- Chinese Proverb
A follow up to the previous bombardment...
---Snippet Start
It had been two years since their departure from UAW83. Over the course of their travels, they had accumulated great skill, valuable experiences, countless tales and treasures. The caretakers of the Infinity Library would be quite busy for some time, cataloguing their discoveries.
Shirou and Yuuno's return was met with open arms, laughter, and smiles. They had grown much over the course of their adventures. The faint blush on Vita and Rin's faces as they took in Yuuno's appearance certainly gave credence to the phrase 'chicks dig scars'. Shirou himself had been bowled over by the three Aces on the tile floor of the spaceport, and now lay prone beneath their greatly missed embraces.
The two young men took turns regaling their friends and family with the stories of their travels, eliciting all manner of emotion from all present. Some of their adventures led to laughter, others to tears, and some to shock Yet all were fascinating.
When the time came to tell of the old witch, whom they identified as Schierke, Shirou felt his heart clench. It is said that once something in known, it cannot be unknown. That sword. The massive blade that belonged to the ancient woman's husband was filled with such malice that the thought of tracing it made the young man go numb.
Nanoha, Fate, and Hayate had cornered him later, demanding that he promise to never use that weapon. He did. So great was his desire to never call upon the sword, that he almost wished he'd never asked to lay his eyes upon it.
Now though, some three years after making that promise, he felt his will breaking.
Cradled in his arms was the broken, unmoving form of his beloved Fate. Her eyes were glassy and blood pooled in her mouth. Long golden hair was now tainted with red. The pristine black jacket she wore was soaked through with her blood and what remained was torn to shreds. One arm was missing in its entirety as was a portion of the shoulder, the flesh surrounding it seared and scorched.
Shirou did not register Shamal's rapid approach, nor her removal of Fate from his arms. Her frantic attempts at reviving and repairing the young woman went barely noticed. Not even the calls of Hayate and Nanoha pierced his mind. All that filled his grief filled soul was one thing.
Hate.
Hate directed at the massive wretch that had laid waste to this land and resisted all attempts as slaying it. The monstrosity that grew blades from every joint, every orifice, and ravaged the lives of all who came near. The beast that had hurled searing death from its jagged maw and stole from him, his dear Fate.
The hammer raised with an ominous click.
When it descended, a hammer struck and sparks flew.
Emiya Shirou took a step towards the object of his hatred.
The flames of his forge burned like a thousand stars, fueled by wrath, rage, and a desire for vengeance. With every hammer blow, the iron took shape and he took a step forward through hell. The bellows took in his malice and fed the coals, who devoured the emotion greedily.
Blood. The ichor of life. It quenched the blade, cooling it so that it may return to the malevolently powered forge. The blood of gods, demons, innocent, and evil. All of it and more fed the wicked sword that it may live again in a false life. A false life that would desire the same as its original: Death.
Familiar amber lines inflicted themselves upon the world as the outline of the forbidden weapon came to life. Tears streaked down Shirou's face as sadness and rage began to consume him, his promise broken. A flash of golden light and in his hands, the sword breathed again. All who looked upon it froze. Those few who knew of it shuddered in fear and those who did not, felt the instinctual terror of prey before a predator.
It was much too big to be called a sword.
Massive, thick, heavy, and far too rough.
Indeed it was like a heap of raw iron.
The Beast roared in defiance of the small man who dared stand up to its power and its will.
Shirou's mouth opened and a roar of grief, agony, and an unparalleled rage tore across the battlefield. His hands gripped the sword tightly and he charged. The world screamed as the Dragonslayer tore vicious black arcs through the air, each strike calling out for the death of the Beast.
His mind was lost to an endless fury. Only pain and wrath gave the blade direction as it quenched its thirst.
Avalon wept in sorrow. Caliburn prayed for the young man. Excalibur hid in fear.
He was heedless of gain, aware only of loss.
Eldritch tissue parted viciously beneath the weapon's edge. The young man bathed in every shower and geyser of blood. He carved pain and agony into flesh. He crushed bone and sinew, relishing in the screams that could only come from mortal terror.
The Beast still did not die. Even after drowning in its own blood, having its heart demolished, its brain shredded, and every conceivable death experienced, it did not give in. It would fight eternally in its desire to live until the concept of its mortality was engraved upon every fiber of its existence.
Battered, bloody, and nearly broken, Emiya Shirou let the blade do just that.
When at last, death truly claimed the Beast, Shirou lay upon his knees, mired in blood, ravaged tissue, and destroyed bone. He loosed yet one more howl of sorrow and hate at the world before the black sword vanished. As hot tears ran down his face, Nanoha and Hayate embrace his shivering form, whispering words he could not hear.
---Snippet End---
Last edited by Old_Iron; December 16th, 2011 at 12:56 AM. Reason: Fate makes a more appropriate target rather than Hayate
The Art of Shipping is as profound as it is dangerous; not for the faint of heart nor the weak of will, it makes gods and devils out of us all.
Do you perhaps mean 'Nanoha', here?
"Those who say it can not be done should not interrupt those who are doing it."
-- Chinese Proverb
I have fixed it. That you for pointing that out.
The Art of Shipping is as profound as it is dangerous; not for the faint of heart nor the weak of will, it makes gods and devils out of us all.
I teared up T.T
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I have to ask though: why Hayate and why a dragon?
Hey, not our fault Heroslayer wants to use such a controversial detail because it would be cool and/or awesome, when he could just sidestep the issue using something from canon.
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