[Name: Command Spell: Unlimited Blade Works
Origin: "Fate"
Introduction: The inherent barrier of Shirou Emiya that can copy any weapon he has ever seen, then store it in a personal dimension, allowing the user to summon those weapons as needed.
Note: The copied Noble Phantasm will be one tier lower than the original. Only certain weapons can be copied; high-level holy weapons are excluded.]
"Unlimited Blade Works, the iconic new magic system..." Lance murmured as he stared at the card. There was a flash of interest in Lance's eyes, but disappointment was also clearly evident. "The concept is intriguing... but the power? Disappointing."
This ability is purely based on duplication. In the Fate world, Noble Phantasms are incredibly diverse, each with extraordinary special abilities. In theory, Unlimited Blade Works is a paradise for creative users—but the level limitations and its inability to copy high-class holy weapons directly cut into its potential.
"If there were no limitations," Lance continued softly, "this could be a godly skill."
Where Lance imagined: if he could copy Mjolnir, Stormbreaker, Gungnir, Nightsword, even Doctor Strange's Levitation Cloak—Lance might be able to face Thanos... without needing a shield.
But reality is not as sweet as fantasy. And Lance knows that for now, Unlimited Blade Works is just another reminder that even the greatest powers... always come with a price and limitations.
Unfortunately, the ability to copy has its limits. It cannot replicate truly powerful artifacts. Even if successful, the result is merely a small imitation, far from the original version. It is wiser to use the Golden Dagger Sword directly.
"Well... when it comes to the Fate Series, I actually prefer the Airavata King Size," Lance murmured, squinting his eyes in hope.
"But it's not bad to be given the Command Spell: Unlimited Blade Works. It's just that... Emiya's origin is a sword. So, all the weapons he can store must be bladed. I wonder... can I copy something else? Maybe a few hundred spaceships?" Lance chuckled to himself, as if being serious and joking in one breath.
With a swift motion, Lance slapped a card onto his body. Instantly, the distinctive magic pattern of the Command Spell lit up brightly on Lance's shoulder—glowing like a blue ember just blown.
Where Lance felt the pulse of the magic circuits come alive within him. Hot, but not burning. Like his blood now flowing with the currents of another world. As the incantation formed, Lance recited it, his voice deep and resonant, echoing as if from the walls of dimensions.
"I am the bone of my sword."
"Steel is my body and fire is my blood."
"I have created over a thousand blades."
"Unknown to Death, Unkown to Life."
"I have endured pain to create many weapons."
"Yet, those hands will never hold anything."
"So when I pray—Unlimited Blade Works!"
From the palm of Lance's hand, blue light ignited—pure and solid, like a giant lotus flower slowly blooming over the ocean of time.
The light spread from beneath Lance's feet, forming a massive magic pattern in an instant, covering hundreds of meters in one breath. The atmosphere changed—the air became heavy, as if hanging between two worlds.
"Open."
Instantly, the blue light exploded from his palm, and the reality before Lance shifted. The world changed.
Thick clouds rolled in the sky, obscuring the blue above. The sun peeked through the gaps, illuminating the ground with a dim golden light.
The land beneath him became an endless ocean—calm, dark, and empty. No waves, no life. Just a flat expanse of water as far as the eye could see, cut by towering peaks that rose like ancient tombstones. Distant and silent. No sound. No wind.
That world was empty.
This was Lance's inner landscape—a subconscious manifestation of his soul, referred to as a "mental landscape" by mages. Every mage has a unique mental landscape, depending on the condition of their soul and their life journey.
Lance frowned, slightly disappointed. His landscape was just an empty sea. No neatly arranged weapons like Emiya's, no gates, no battlefield, just the ocean.
But... this could be used as a mirror of the world, Lance thought. A dimension that is both illusory and real at the same time. The difference: this is Lance's own origin realm. Its one drawback—the opening of this landscape continuously drained Lance's magic.
However, soon a small smile appeared on Lance's face.
The wonders of Kamar-Taj... The adventures of Jackie Chan... The world of Harry Potter... and the marvels within the world of Fate... all differ in their outward appearances. But as the Sorcerer Supreme said: magic is the source code of the real world.
All forms of magic are manifestations of rules. If Lance could understand it—master it—then these different magical systems could be combined.
As long as I have enough magical knowledge, the limitations of Command Spell: Unlimited Blade Works can be breached, Lance thought silently. Maybe one day I could replicate artifacts of any strength, folding them at will, like the mirror dimension of Kamar-Taj.
Lance looked up at the vast gray sky.
Maybe one day... heroes could emerge from this world. Forget Command Spell—I could summon them directly. Alongside Raigō, Brynhildr, the White Lantern Corps, and the Black Lantern Corps... who needs the Avengers? I could take down Thanos alone.
"A very strange charm..." Suddenly, from the depths of that silent sea, a heavy voice echoed, like the resonance of something large and ancient.
"However, do you think this can stop me?"
Lance fell silent. His breath caught. His eyes narrowed. "… So… does this mean I… accidentally caught a big fish?"
In other words, Lance only felt that the beings out there dared not approach. He opened Command Spell: Unlimited Blade Works to investigate. However, Lance had no idea… that what awaited him was a surprise beyond his expectations.
"Who… is that?"
BOOM!
An explosion shook the dimension.
The once calm ocean boiled in an instant. Hot steam burst into the air like the breath of a dragon awakening from a thousand-year slumber. The air grew heavy, as if shrouded by the pressure of a collapsing sky.
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