The battle of humanity's farewell to the gods was won!
Everyone stared in stunned silence.
This was Uruk at the end of the Age of Gods, where powerful deities still walked the earth.
It was far more dangerous than the previous video, "Camelot: The Sacred Round Table Domain."
The enemies were gods, and so were the allies.
The final boss was a Beast of Humanity that surpassed even the gods—utterly hopeless.
After the victory, countless viewers erupted in cheers and celebration—
-[Down with divine tyranny! The world belongs to humanity!]
-[When the whale rises, all things gather; when it falls, all things flourish! Tiamat's departure has brought humanity an even brighter future!]
-[All I can say is, Nameless is OP! Even a Beast of Humanity couldn't resist him. Truly the Grand Beauty!]
-[Hey, at the end, Nameless told Tiamat she could go find him. Does that mean she'll actually come looking for him in reality?]
-[Nameless is like the old general on stage—always full of surprises! Next video, Tiamat might just pop out of the Imaginary Number World!]
...
"Hey hey, isn't that the same line he said to you...?"
Illya turned to her best friend in surprise.
At the end of "Vow in the Snow," Nameless had also said those words.
"Please forgive me for this last act of selfishness," and then he sacrificed himself and vanished.
Seriously, just how many "last times" does this guy have?
Does he have Heracles' Twelve Labors or something?
It seems entirely possible!
Don't forget, King Hassan had previously taught him the ultimate move of discarding his Grand title, allowing him to master some of the Grand Assassin techniques.
With Ereshkigal's powerful buffs, he could even one-shot divine-level beasts.
Illya glanced at the Command Seals on her wrist, growing increasingly suspicious that Emiya definitely knew Berserker!
Could the next video be about him venturing into the true Age of Gods—
The Greek Age of Gods?
If one were acquainted with Berserker, it seemed highly plausible that they might have learned the unique Twelve Labors from them!
Miyu sighed softly, "It's not entirely unrelated—it's exactly the same!"
Back then, her brother had vanished without a trace right after uttering those very words.
Could it be that this time, she would have to sacrifice herself again?
The problem was, Chaldea had only resolved two Singularities so far. What about the ones yet to come?
The video was nearing its end.
It could be seen.
Nameless had used the power of creation bestowed by Tiamat to nourish the entire world in return.
The Singularity, once ravaged by destruction, had been completely restored.
People were living peacefully once more.
However.
No one except the Heroic Spirits and the gods could remember him and Tiamat!
Dr. Roman suppressed his sorrow, wiping away the tears at the corner of his mouth as he said, "Even at the cost of Nameless's fall, you have truly achieved victory! Everything will return to normal!"
"Hey, hey, I managed to retrieve the Holy Grail from that terrifying explosion. Shouldn't you all thank me?" Merlin barged in as well.
In his hand was the genuine Holy Grail—the one that had been stolen by the corrupted Ushiwakamaru and fed to Tiamat earlier!
Mash exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, thank you!"
"Hehe, as long as I could help, that's all that matters." Merlin wore a smug expression.
After all, that bastard Nameless was gone now, and this was the perfect opportunity for him to etch his name into history.
His contributions would be forever recorded in Chaldea's annals and passed down through human history!
Mash stared at him in shock. "How do you know swordsmanship?"
"Simple. Aside from Nameless, I was the one who taught Artoria her swordsmanship."
Merlin grew even more pleased with himself. "After all, I was never really good at magecraft. I'd bite my tongue if I chanted too quickly, so beating enemies with a holy sword is much easier!"
"..."
Mash fell silent.
All you Grand Casters, just fight properly with magecraft, damn it!
"..."
Dr. Roman looked at his fist.
Back in the day, with ten rings, he had transformed into the strongest Israeli boxing champion!
Hmm, this thing was way more useful than magecraft!
Just then,
An unexpected figure appeared—
Merlin stared blankly at them: "Quetzalcoatl, didn't you sacrifice yourself with that kick and completely fall into the black mud?"
That had been a life-risking kick—how could she still be alive?
"Hehe, I sprinted across the black mud and snatched her before she fell!" Jaguar Man declared proudly.
The group was even more bewildered.
That stuff would corrupt anyone who touched it into a blackened form—how the hell could you run on it?
Are you Luck EX or something?
But the gentle Quetzalcoatl smiled warmly and stepped forward: "Merlin, don't you think I should give you a gift?"
"W-What kind of gift?"
Merlin shuddered and instinctively took half a step back.
"Of course, a gift to thank you!"
Quetzalcoatl's smile grew even gentler.
Then.
In an instant, she turned into a blur, charging straight at the Flower Magus.
By the time she reached him, she delivered a furious kick: "You heartless bastard, go to hell!"
BOOM!
Her foot slammed right between Merlin's legs, sending him flying.
Merlin soared through the sky like a shooting star: "Aaaaaah! Sing of my glorious deeds—I'll be back!"
Every male spectator who witnessed this instinctively covered their crotches—
-[So brutal—but well done!]
-[Truly a kind and gentle big sister!]
-[Tch, Merlin totally screwed her over before—he totally deserved that!]
-[You're awake? The surgery was a success—you're a pretty girl now!]
Splash—
As Nameless vanished completely, rain began to pour.
The land, once ravaged by the black mud, now brimmed with renewed life.
This was the final gift Nameless and Tiamat left for Uruk.
A whale's fall gives life to all—truly the most beautiful sight.
"Everyone, this king has already bid you farewell. So, sing your songs of victory and return home!"
Gilgamesh, in his Heroic Spirit form, smiled as he asked, "So, how did you find my Uruk?"
"Thank you for your assistance, King of Heroes. Uruk was truly amazing!" Mash replied without hesitation.
Her Master was gone—she was alone now.
But even alone, she would face everything with strength.
Hum!
Golden ripples shimmered around Gilgamesh as he retrieved a radiant golden cup: "Here. Since all travelers should return with smiles, as the King of Heroes, I shall gift you a local specialty—Uruk's finest ale."
"Eh?! Is this really okay?!" Mash was even more stunned.
Because the vessel holding the ale was none other than—
The Uruk Grail!
It possessed immense magical energy, just like a Holy Grail.
When Gorgon's stolen Holy Grail heart was taken, this had served as its replacement.
She never imagined he would actually give it to Chaldea!
"Hmph, this concerns this king's dignity! Even if you can't drink, you must take this vessel!"
Gilgamesh snorted. "The Demonic Beast Frontline is over—now, you must stop the Incineration of Humanity for me!"
"Understood. Then… goodbye." Mash bowed gratefully once more.
She, along with Quetzalcoatl and others, had all left this world.
Torrential rain poured down, engulfing the entire world.
Everyone had departed, leaving only the King of Heroes standing alone in the downpour.
Countless scenes flickered before his eyes—fragments of the past, the daily lives of him, Nameless, and Enkidu.
Bickering, fighting, clashing with gods.
On that day, all those years ago, Nameless had also burned himself up, sacrificing everything to sever the connection between humans and gods.
On that day, all those years ago, Enkidu had also transformed into the Chains of Heaven, completely severing the link between the heavens and the mortal world.
On that day, all those years ago, the King of Heroes had also stood alone in the rain, watching as the two of them left.
Gilgamesh stood in the rain, roaring in fury: "It should be this king who bears everything, not you, you bastard! Why don't you just come back?!"
Again!
Again, this fool had shouldered everything!
After the King of Heroes' pitiful, solitary outburst, even he began to fade away.
Heroic Spirits naturally return to the Throne of Heroes.
The scene gradually darkened.
Familiar narration appeared line by line—
[Singularity: Absolute Demonic Front—Babylonia—Repaired!]
[This is the story of the Nameless Heroic Spirit, and also the story of every person.]
[The dream continues.]
[To find out what happens next, stay tuned for the next video!]
[Three days from now, at the same time, I'll be updating a side story. Be sure to tune in~]
The screen went completely dark.
The video had ended!
Countless viewers still felt unsatisfied.
But there was no helping it—Alaya was the most elite of videographers.
She had recorded and filmed everything that truly happened, then used masterful cinematography to craft a video that surpassed any human-made film.
Watching these videos, one could only say—"Videos can't be edited—everything is real!"
It was precisely because of this authenticity that people became so immersed, unable to tear themselves away.
On the darkened screen, countless comments continued to pour in—
-[End of the Millennium: Wait, Nameless is humanity's last Master. If he's gone, are we supposed to rely on Mash, a Demi-Servant, to clear the remaining Singularities?]
-[Easy. Just bring in a Nameless who inherits the old man's Grand Assassin Saint Graph and one-shot the Demon God King. Problem solved.]
-[What if Nameless ends up cutting down the Demon God King's Anti-Heroic Spirit version? That'd be hilarious!]
-[Nameless is really gone? I thought only humans could save Human Order. Don't tell me it'll end up being Heroic Spirits saving humanity—that'd defeat the whole point of human self-salvation!]
-[Imagine the Heroic Spirits charging at the Demon God King, only to find a bunch of Emiyas ganging up on him!]
...
"Eh? That's it?"
Roya was equally unable to accept it.
Nameless was humanity's last Master—how could he just sacrifice himself?
Did this mean humanity was doomed, and the rest would just be pure Heroic Spirit battles?
"Humanity can't possibly be doomed! If we were, you wouldn't even be here!"
Souma couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Damn it, everyone made it sound so easy.
Seriously, did they really think he could just casually solo the Demon God King?
If it were that simple, would he have needed to sacrifice everything to reboot the planet?
And then—
disappear from everyone's memories, be forgotten by all, ending up nearly the same as Tiamat, who was exiled to the Imaginary Space?
This battle, though fought against a Beast of Humanity, was arguably the easiest Singularity to resolve.
Even simpler than the "Holy Grail War"!
There was no need for him to sacrifice himself or perform any phantasm summoning rituals.
All he had to do was win over each deity one by one, securing their assistance for the final battle, and gaining the chance to truly face Tiamat in person.
With Tiamat's boundless love for humanity, she would never truly desire their destruction.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have sealed away ninety percent of her power voluntarily.
As expected, she chose to let go, allowing humanity to banish her to the void, where she would continue to endure endless loneliness!
Nameless used the temporary power of creation gifted by Tiamat to heal the wounded world.
After that, he simply returned to Chaldea.
Under Tiamat's careful protection, he hadn't suffered a single injury!
That gentle yet ultimate evil of humanity—how could she ever let him come to harm?
Even the sorrowful expression on Dr. Roman's face was just an act, fooled by a piece of strawberry cake.
Well, since Gilgamesh couldn't see it anyway, let him misunderstand.
Watching the lonely and desolate Gilgamesh standing in the heavy rain, Souma felt just a tiny, minuscule bit of pity.
But then he remembered—that bastard still insisted he owed him 220 million!
Hmph, you can stay right where you are!
After all the help I gave you, instead of supporting your best friend, you still tried to swindle money out of me?
I have a few choice words I'd love to say!
"Guess you're right..."
Roya laughed awkwardly.
Let's not forget—Heroic Spirits are born from human history, coexisting with humanity.
If humanity were truly wiped out, all Heroic Spirits would vanish as well!
Nameless, humanity's last and only Master, was the absolute core connecting all Heroic Spirits.
It was impossible for him to simply vanish without a trace.
At that moment.
A little kitten leaped over and landed right between Nameless' legs: "Fou... Fou! (Get lost, this is mine!)"
Earlier, it had also watched the video and clearly saw its own appearance.
Proudly lifting its tiny head.
Roya couldn't help but curl her lips: "What's there to be smug about? If you really were Fou from the video, then I'd be the Demon King!"
This damn kitten never let her pet it, not even once.
Yet it pranced around in front of her every single day.
So infuriating—teasing but never allowing a touch!
Hearing this, Qin Shi Huang and Artoria both turned their gazes toward her.
This exposed video, Absolute Demonic Front: Babylonia, had confirmed one thing for them:
The creature disguised as a kitten was undoubtedly the Fou from the video.
A being that was very likely one of the Evils of Humanity!
Which also meant—
Could this brat before them be of the same caliber?
Then,
What exactly happened after the final battle?
Had the other truly incarnated as Gaia, making it impossible for Nameless to kill them?
Was that why he had no choice but to cooperate with Alaya, continuing to watch over them?
But the question remained—
Why had the Demon King taken on this current form?
Was it Alaya's twisted sense of humor, turning them into a more endearing little girl?
Everything was shrouded in endless unknowns.
Clearly, these were the world's most closely guarded secrets.
So much so that they didn't even dare ask Souma directly.
After all,
Every time an exposed video was released, the individuals involved would regain their related memories.
And if one reached the level of igniting human history, evolving into a Gaia-tier existence—
Just uttering their true name would draw their attention!
It would be akin to aiding the enemy, helping them transform into an apocalyptic brat!
Compared to the two who were deeply concerned,
Nameless was focused on the narration at the end of the video.
Was it just his imagination, or—
Had [Alaya] become increasingly… human-like?
From the initial cold, mechanical uploads and endings,
To later adding extras,
And then gradually adopting more "personified" phrasing.
A collective consciousness of humanity—could it really become human?
Souma couldn't help but grit his teeth in anticipation.
Becoming human was good.
Once they met, he could finally pay back all the exploitation and suffering he'd endured—finish them off for good!
The real question now was—what exactly was this extra about?
Souma fell into thought.
The extra for the previous singularity, Camelot: The Sacred Round Table Domain, had been The Mastermind: The Demon King.
It briefly revealed the true mastermind from the Lion King's perspective.
So then—
Would this extra be about Tiamat?
Souma suddenly felt a twinge of guilt.
He had promised Tiamat that after the final battle, he would accompany her in the Imaginary Number Space.
But… he might have forgotten.
Still, it wasn't entirely his fault.
After the final battle, he had been completely erased from human memory, his Spirit Origin shattered into ruin, leaving him unable to even breach the Imaginary Number Space.
On top of that, he had to "care for" this brat—there was just no way he could go!
Given Tiamat's gentle and loving nature, surely she'd forgive him… right?
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