Main POV: The Void
I don't know how it happened. One moment I was going to sleep after binge watching Fate Zero and Stay Night after a long day of planning for my next mission when suddenly my vision had faded into darkness and my body went cold, I guess someone found me out and had killed me.
I remember just floating endlessly without thought until I had 'hit' something and felt my being merge with something or better yet someone.
This person was someone I was intimately familiar with, Kiritsugu Emiya from the Fate series. That's right someone that was once a fictional character from my perspective was now real and we had just merged souls.
I felt a deep sense of remorse for the man known as Kiritsugu Emiya someone who was so similar to myself yet ever so different I thought as his memories played out before me.
I was overwhelmed by his memories of constant death and his regretful last days on Earth, not to mention the loss of his wife and child that he could not save. The memories began to blend, and I felt like I could no longer call myself Aiden Lancaster or Kiritsugu Emiya I was both mixed together.
Aiden Lancaster who was born into a world riddled with conflict and inequality. Growing up in a poverty-stricken neighborhood, he witnessed the suffering and injustice that plagued his community.
But unlike Kiritsugu Emiya, Aiden's early experiences did not harden him into a cold and detached individual. Instead, they ignited a burning desire within him to make a positive difference, to fight for a just world where everyone has a chance to thrive.
Aiden lost his parents at a young age, leaving him in the care of his wise and compassionate uncle, who had once been a renowned peacekeeper.
Under his uncle's tutelage, Aiden received an education that transcended the conventional curriculum. He learned not only academic knowledge but also the values of empathy, integrity, and the importance of selflessness.
Aiden's uncle recognized his potential and introduced him to a secret society of skilled individuals dedicated to upholding justice and protecting the innocent. Aiden's training in combat, tactics, and espionage began at an early age, molding him into a formidable fighter.
The other part of me was a killer who also fought for a similar ideal to Aiden due to his traumatic past, but he took a different approach.
Instead of valuing things like emotion or selflessness, he believed sacrifices had to be made to achieve a greater good. He had a pragmatic and utilitarian approach, prioritizing the well-being of the many over the few. He gave up on that path when he nearly caused the end of the world because of his ideals.
I felt myself being launched out of the darkness and woke up with a gasp of shock in a confined space. My eyes widened with panic what the fuck was I doing in a coffin?
Seeing no way out, I had to use my fists. I punched, punched, and punched until my hands bled, repeatedly striking the hollow part of the coffin until it finally cracked.
If only I had a bit more strength, I thought with a desperate tone. My mind then flashed back to my time as Kiritsugu, learning what little magecraft he could from his mentor figure, Natalia. It was our second lesson reinforcement.
Shaking my head to clear the memory, I tried to replicate it, knowing that there was a fifty percent chance I had magic circuits and much to my happiness, I did.
Kiritsugu's mental trigger for activating his circuits was that of a bullet being fired. For me, it was the image of my body falling backward onto the ground.
Casting the reinforcement spell on my fist, I punched through the coffin lid like butter. Dirt began to rapidly encase me, but I continued punching away with reinforcement, blasting the dirt out into the air, allowing me to see the night sky of Earth and the beautiful white moon.
Shakily, I stood up, breathing in the cool air that I hadn't felt since I entered the void of darkness. A memory seemed to have triggered itself—"I'll become a hero of justice for you... I am glad." I remembered it was the last night where I died and had told my son, Shirou, about my dream of wanting to be a hero of justice.
Groaning, I pushed the memory to the back of my head and climbed out of the coffin. When I looked up, I saw the tomb named 'Kiritsugu Emiya.' My eyes widened. How could we—I've been brought back?
Everything felt distorted and confusing for me. I knew I wasn't Kiritsugu, but now I also know that I am no longer Aiden. I took a good look at Kiritsugu's old grave and sighed. "In the end, this world knows me as Kiritsugu Emiya, so I'll keep his identity as my own. But I swear I will do things better with this new life of ours I will set things right," I proclaimed out loud to myself.
With that said, I needed to get some clothes and then work on piecing myself back together with all these memories and conflicting emotions. The part of me that was, Kiritsugu, wanted to go back to the Emiya Residence to check up on my son, Shirou, but I had to first deal with all of these memories and unchecked emotions.
Clenching my fists, I activated my circuits that were once eroded by the curse of all the world's evil. The small Emiya family crest that gave me access to my Time Alter was no longer destroyed but fully repaired from the curse of all the world's evil. It seems that whatever brought me back had also restored my body.
-chapter one prologue end-
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