WEEK 6

[lockdownmods]

[Week six comes like an ominous wave. If anything, the wall is more threatening that it's ever been. That sign from last week? Looks aged-- like it's far more than just a week old. But more than that, it feels like something is waiting to snap this week. What could possibly go wrong, after last week?

Said no one ever, at this point.

But still, if you look around this week, you might find out something. It's like someone has started leaving clues in places old and new. Take a look around.]

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Comments

[covertizer]

[ Hmmm. Actually, he feels kinda proud there. That he's still willing to go back to his home to break a contract and free someone, before moving on himself. ]

I'm going with you. When you go back -- I'm not exactly willing to risk the chance of you disappearing because you broke your contract.

[swordsinternally]

.....

[ He's rather surprised at that response. ]

You're stubborn. It's true that I would disappear if I did break my contract. The world I created would disappear after all, and I would naturally go back to being nothing. I'll try to bring you with me. You'll probably be an anomaly in that place, since it's meant to be a recreation of people that only existed during the fourth War, but I'm sure I can mange to get you to slip by. Since, after all, you'll be the one making a contract with me as my new Master.

Ah, but don't get too surprised if I don't look like that when you see me. Since I'll probably look like something else. Do you want me to show you?

[covertizer]

Do you get to go back to nothing if there are people now who know you as you are? Even if you did exist only in that world before, you exist in other people's minds and memories now.

And I wouldn't worry. I'm good at sneaking into places I'm not meant to be.

[ ... ]

I figured this was your other form? [ He glances over at the tattooed figure created in the simulation. ]

[swordsinternally]

Yeah, I do. It's not a matter of people knowing who I am... it's a matter of my existence.

[ He shakes his head. ] It is, but it's also not. I'll show you.

[ Tsukasa walks towards the settings and then adjusts them a bit. The tattooed figure disappears and in its place is a completely different figure. ]

That was my original appearance... when I wasn't possessing Emiya Shirou.

[covertizer]

I wouldn't let that happen. [ End of.

He looks on in interest as Tsukasa adjusts the image, taking what had been a palette swap of himself and changing it to--

Oh. ]

... It's like a shadow. [ He leans forwards, and takes the same path his fingers had traced over tattoos and markings, but this time he's brushing over just... nothing, really. Nothingness. ]

[swordsinternally]

That's why I said... that I was nothing.

[covertizer]

[ He's still examining the shadowy figure, before he turns around to look at Tsukasa again. ]

... if there's something there, then it can't be nothing.