Chapter 27: Divine Construct

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~Luviagelita Edefelt~

By the side of that stone block was me. Hidden between the raindrops were some semblance of tears, as my younger self cried over a grave stone. In the reflection of the puddle, however, the child there looked just how I remembered her to be.

'Why...?' I walked up to the little girl.

'Luvia, aren't you happy now, having been released from the burden of your guilt by none other than the man you love! Like a knight in shining armour he came to save you! Isn't it a dream come true?' The little girl spoke such hollow words so mockingly.

'Why...?' I didn't look her in the eye. I didn't want to even look at her at all.

'Hey, you know that you can't kill me now. If you did that, then everything he suffered through would go to waste.' She was provoking me.

Remaining silent I continued to look at the ground.

'Oh wait, if you don't do that, then you'll never escape from this reality. All that hope will be extinguished anyway, as you fall into despair, reliving this same day over and over. Oh, what a tragic dilemma. Do you destroy that hope given to you by your own hands, or let it dwindle naturally?' She took a step closer to me so that I would be forced to look at her directly. She sneered at me as our eyes crossed, with her expression complimented by her eyes still feigning grief in the form of tears.

My blood boiled as I grabbed the little girls throat and squeezed with my full power.

'How dare you! Why the hell are you crying over her grave? You, the perpatrator, shed tears over the person you killed? What right do you have to stand before her, and touch her grave, when, with those defiled hands, we killed Mother our self!'

Her grin widened into the most repugnant smile. The tears that were in her eyes before, transformed into a viscous red liquid. Her eyes became crimson, and were bleeding.

'Suffer... more... my... pet...!' 

'ALTROUGE!

Her neck snapped and fell limp backwards, with that awful smile still plastered onto her face - no - my face. The now vermillion sky cried in blood, showering me in a torrential downpour of despair. The floor became flooded, forming an incarnadine ocean, which was steadily rising.

Finally, after a short struggle in an attempt to escape from this inevitable death, I was enveloped and submerged.

'Haha...
Haha...
Hahahaha...
HAHAHAHAHA...
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!'

The bloodcurdling sound of her condescending mockery was the last thing I heard in that memory. Then I drowned.

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Awoken by the shock of freezing water being inhaled, I immediately got up and started to cough out all the water I had unconsciously swallowed.

The water had risen by just a bit, and was continuing to increase in height, likely in an attempt to drown us, to give us limited time. I quickly rushed to Shirou and Shiki Tohno and lifted them up above the water, and held them for some time.

By the time a quarter of the room was filled, Shiki Tohno woke up. Shirou was the only one left.

Shirou, wake up!

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~Shirou Emiya~

I was standing in an open field, with a soft breeze flowing through the air. The sunlight brought out the verdant colours of the plants.

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