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Iri's storehouse
Mirror of Kibisis
Reopening
Persimmon cooking
Rider, bicycle, and the jealous Sakura
The King's clothes are a swimsuit (waterfront king: prologue)
Saber lately
Afternoon light
The battle of today's menu
Sakura-san lately
Fuji-nee's persimmon feast
Towards the "splash"
That past is already
Caster's shopping (hobby edition)
Quo Vadis
Lancer
Lancer's Heaven I
Lancer's Heaven II
Lancer's Heaven III
Wabi-sabi-tsumami
Horn (definitely)
Horn (no echo)
Matou residents
After coming back
Return of the wise man
The big three female Servants' super-battle
Sea of memories
Bridge of eternity - right
Warrior's knowledge
Murder at the Twin Mansion
Spearman at work (flower shop edition)
Her holiday villa
For your forgetful self
Murder at the empty mansion
Caster's delivery
Illya strikes back!
Rider and the sandwich
The light on the way home
Great problem at the archery club
How about a training camp?
Crest fever
Sakura and deluxe lunchbox
Sisters' lunch
Educational guidance
The student council chairman is still going strong.
Let's go for lunch!
Fuji-nee's teacher form
Cat-tiger family rampage
Rin and Mitsuzuri on campus
On the verge of a dream
Plushie
Potato sorrow
Marron pie temptation
Rider, reading, and the jealous Sakura
Light-hearted promise
A guest from 5 years back
The trap of high-class ingredients
Sugar candy teatime
This is not Heaven.
Rider's errand, no return
Cleaning alone
Cleaning with everyone
Caster's shopping (good wife edition)
Mimic Tohsaka Lvl 1
Mimic Tohsaka Lvl 2
Mimic Tohsaka Lvl 3
Familiar kid
Angel and a diamond
Visitor
Suspicious pair
Makidera and Rin's pendant
Loitering on the way, main road
Towards the cultural festival
Caster's cooking practice
Dowsing housing
100 views of corpses
Respecting the countless servants
Iron and the second button
Gorgon's cellar
Selected for the King
Pool tickets and a threatening letter
What kind of wedding?
Sakura's memories
Autumn, sky, and a golden taste
Because I groom it twice a week
Mitsuzuri visits
Rin and high tech
Three girls one day
Killing and a fancy bear
Persistent cooking Caster
Successor
Bridge on an ordinary night - left
Two detectives
Mitsuzuri's revival
Himuro Kane's inquiry
Smuggling, fishing boat, round-the-world trip
Rin's magic lesson
Invisible servant
Sakura, Mitsuzuri, and the archery club
Mitsuzuri Minori
Snake princess in the evening sun
Lunch with the track-and-field club
Day of the festival
Praying Fuji-nee
Rider investigates
Adventures of Himuro Kane
A samurai and a wild flower
Dragon trance military history (??)
Pool and the Mystic Eyes seal
Penguin-shaped shaved ice machine
Level up?
Tohsaka exploration party
The secret to finger pressure massage is devotion.
Dreaming cooking Caster
Gossip between the two
Anachro-analog Rin
Border
Adventures around the maid
Sakura and Caster, united edition
Shin-chan and the sea
Blue Panther vs. Black Panther
Big trouble! The ancient legend of the resurrected supreme king inscribed in stone
Big pursuit! Two teachers, an elf, and an apprentice
Flip-flop 2
Flip-flop 3
School maid
On the way home
Crosswords and shogi problems
Training camp, approval
Justice and the kitten
That night: ghost stories
Curse collector
National treasure
A cat, a priest, and a stubborn teacher
Rin at the temple
monster
Ath nGabla
Final night
Good night
Hero of the bath
Sisters' crisis
The future is now
Airmail
Emiya massage
Quartet overture
Stray tiger
Dead Bridge (I)
Dead Bridge (II)
The things that suit Rider
In London
Peace and quiet (I)
Peace and quiet (II)
Peace and quiet (III)
Peace and quiet (1)
Peace and quiet (2)
Peace and quiet (3)
Ritual window
Kagetsu Tohya
Awakening (fake)
Awakening (not yet)
Silver thread
Decisive battle
Temple guardian
End of the four nights
Cruel teacher
One last drink
Execution appreciated
Those that give and take
The shore where he stayed
Choice sake - proof of the wild
Streets at night (patrol)
Streets at night (battle)
Haunted mansion
Tohsaka's advice
Haunted night
Good night - Illya
Good night - winter
No trespassing
Ghost Gossip
Ghost Gossip Glamorous
Hotel Einzbern
Memory
Twilight castle
Not yet
Reopening
A moment in the morning
Rin comes back
Wish.
Sisters' summer (apple)
Sisters' summer (lemon)
Medical medicine
A siblings' game
Waterfront king
Heaven's dress

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unlimited blade works
heaven's feel
Caren I
Caren II
Caren III
Caren IV
Caren V
Caren (?)
Spider ladder
Spiral ladder
Reverse Moon
Holy Grail
Heaven's Feel Backnight 1 (church)
Heaven's Feel Backnight 2 (rooftop)
Heaven's Feel Backnight 3 (Dialogue Möbiuslink)
Heaven's Feel Backnight 3 (out on the town)
Heaven's Feel Backnight 3 (love)
Heaven's Feel Backnight 4 (Endless)
Heaven's Feel Backnight 5 (Void)
Heaven's Feel Backnight 6 (arm)
Heaven's Feel Backnight 6 (church)
Heaven's Feel Backnight 7 (Cradle Hollow)
Chaldea
Accel/Zero Order
Unlimited raise/dead
Let's Tell a Tale of World Salvation

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1 - Heaven's Feel Backnight 2 (inside) CW MENTION OF NECROPHILIA AND CANNIBALISM

[avestan]

Once again, the first day begins.
The woman had parted ways and my lovely Master, lady Bazett, lies sleeping on the sofa.
Or so it appears. She’s dead, actually.
The reason’s obvious. She had her heart pierced by the Servant, Saber, right in front of the church.
Since she’ll start breathing again eventually, there’s no need to bother waking her up or burying her.
All I have to do is guard this place as her Servant.

AVENGER: Well, I’m bored out of my mind. Maybe I’ll screw around with her for a bit…

Honest to my own desires while never heeding the desires of others, that’s me.
I’m the kind of Servant that puts my own pleasure first, so I’d engage Bazett in some good old-fashioned necrophilia.
The usual me would start eating her midway through the deed without thinking, and the room would be a mess before I realized it.

Of course, I’d only do that if she wasn’t my Master.
If she were to wake up while I’m doing her, she’d be a pain in the ass to deal with later.
I’m used to getting hated and killed, but getting cried at? That isn’t love.

Since I have nothing else to do, I start to kill time in a simple way.
Click, click, click.
Click-click, click-click, click-click.
I slide the panels around, matched to the ticking of the clock.
Speeding up the tempo, I become seriously focused on the game.

BAZETT: --, ah--

I heard a sultry breath from the sofa.

Lightly shaking her head, Bazett glares at me as if I were her enemy.

AVENGER: Yo. Wide awake, eh Master? I hope you’re not about to tell me that your memory’s fuzzy again.

BAZETT: ....My memory is clear. I know that you are my Servant, that I am using this mansion as a safe house, as well as that I am a Master. I also remember my memory being uncertain when I awoke here previously.

AVENGER: Glad to see you’re quick on the uptake. Well then, c’mon, let’s go out and join the Holy Grail War already.

BAZETT: ...Wait. My memory before coming to this mansion is vague, but I do remember completely what happened afterwards. This includes being defeated and killed by other Masters.

AVENGER: --Well, well. You can’t even remember what really matters, but you still end up remembering the useless stuff. So, who cares? You’re alive right now, just leave it at that. Don’t worry about the details.

BAZETT: I cannot. Do you really think I can just put up with this absurdity. ...Answer me, Servant. We were defeated. Why are we still alive?

AVENGER: Why? ‘Cause we came back to life. Okay, to be precise, we just went back to the first night.

Bazett shows no signs of surprise.
I guess she must have been thinking over what happened from the moment she woke up.
I gotta admit, that adaptability of hers is a rare talent.
The problem is, she doesn’t realize she has that gift. Nah, more like she just looks down on herself.
Oh well. Not like I’m in any position to criticize her on that front.

BAZETT: ...Oh really. If that’s true, my Servant is quite the big shot.
Revival of the dead requires the use of sorcery: either time travel, control over parallel worlds, or negation of nothingness.
Are you telling me that you are a Heroic Spirit that can work such miracles?

Why are you looking at me like that?
You don’t believe me? No, actually, you’re making fun of me, no doubt about it.
No ma’am! Lowly little old me can’t do something that friggin’ nuts!

AVENGER: Alright, just think of it as an imitation of that. You’ll come back to life even if you die. As long as our contract is still active, you can start over as many times as you want. No matter who you lose to, you can keep starting from scratch, just like you are now.

BAZETT: ...I do not understand the theory behind it, but I do understand that we are being reset… No, we’re in a loop. I have no idea what Noble Phantasm is at work, but I will put that aside. At nighttime, you will be resurrected -- no, that would be incorrect. If you die, you will skip back to the time you were alive in this place. The result is that we escape death because we are still alive.
A type of Noble Phantasm that interferes with or alters destiny? --Yes, that would be an appropriate power for a Heroic Spirit. I see. This would account for the weakness of its owner.

So you couldn’t accept that I was that weak, huh?
Okay, so I did get killed without showing any of my good points. Anyone would get fed up after that.

AVENGER: Yup, that’s right. Feel free to die whenever you feel like it. Oh, one more thing. If you’re going to get killed, try your best to do it at night. I can’t fight unless it’s dark. See, I’m not very energetic during the daytime.

BAZETT: ...I see. So the condition for the loop to take effect is that it must occur in the evening. Yes, that Noble Phantasm would be too powerful without a weakness of some sort.

Boss, you’re getting a few things wrong there.
...Whatever. It all comes down to the same thing.

BAZETT: ...Very well. I will only be active during the night. I will be sleeping here during the day. Therefore, I expect that you will restrain yourself from doing things without my permission.

AVENGER: Gotcha. But the same goes for you, lady. Never go out during the daytime. I’m really weak when there’s light out, and if there’s no Master around to protect me, I’m gonna get killed real fast.

BAZETT: ...I understand. For some reason, it feels as if our positions have been reversed, but I do have a grasp of your abilities. Your combat ability is nil, however, your special abilities are unique. I will do the fighting. You, on the other hand, can use that special Noble Phantasm as support.

AVENGER: Mmmf. I appreciate the offer, but aren’t you taking things a little too far, Master? I mean, I can fight a little. I’ll say flat out that I can’t beat a Servant, but if I really feel like it I could at least buy some ti-

BAZETT: Buy some time with what you showed me in the last fight? I do not expect you to be of any use in battle. You just need to stay around.

AVENGER: Oh… Hey, I’m fine with taking it easy, but you’re never going to win this way. I really don’t think you’re going to be able to separate a Master from a Servant again and again.

When it comes down to it, fighting in the Holy Grail War means beating a Servant.
Without taking down a Servant, you’re not going to be able to kill its Master.
Except there is no way a human being is going to be able to match up to a Servant.
That’s why I’m saying I’ll help her out, even though I really don’t want to bother.
But…

BAZETT: There is no need to separate them. I will defeat the Servant.

Bazett declares this with an unshakable confidence.

AVENGER: --

...Now that’s a surprise.
Here I thought I was immune to these things, but that one just sent a chill down my spine.

BAZETT: I have a more pressing question. You said that we would be revived as long as we were killed during the evening. Is there some sort of cost to this? For example, losing my magic circuits? Or is there a limit to the number of times you may use your Noble Phantasm?

AVENGER: Huh? Nah, there’s no cost. You don’t have to give up a dime. My element is emptiness. As long as there’s nothingness, we’ll keep coming back to life. Just relax and keep going until you’re satisfied.

BAZETT: ...Understood. So, I will not lose as long as my pact with you is in effect.

Right, right. ‘Course, you won’t win, either.

BAZETT: Then, this leaves me with one last problem… No, never mind. I shouldn’t be voicing any discontent with such favorable conditions… What am I thinking…

AVENGER: ? What now? Something else on your mind?

BAZETT: tch… Um, I have a stupid question. It is marvelous to be revived like this after dying. It is an advantage that borders on cheating.
Except, erm… Would it be in any way possible to get rid of that pain I experience while being revived? Even if it’s for the sake of escaping death, whenever I think that I will have to pass through that pain in the future, I get squeamish, or how should I put it…

AVENGER: Say what? Lady, you’re not scared shitless whenever you get revived, are you?

BAZETT: I-I am definitely not…! It feels uncomfortable and eerie, that’s all! ...I do not know whether that place is what people call “hell” or not. What I do know is that it was hideously repulsive. By their nature, the dead are mindless. Those who are deceased normally would not feel any discomfort at all, but to one possessing a mind, that is the foulest pit imaginable.

AVENGER: Oh -- is that so. That’s weird. I don’t feel anything special, though. It’s like, before I realize it, I’m here. Guess it’s just the difference between humans and Servants. But, y’know…

You’re going to have to put up with that much.
Come on, normally you’d be dead.

AVENGER: Umm, hey. You do realize how selfish you’re being, right?

BAZETT: ...I-I know that! I was only saying! If that is the price of resurrection, then I will withstand that level of torture.

AVENGER: Right, right. You’re gonna be going there a lot from now on, so you better get used to being on the receiving end while you still have the time.

BAZETT: Hmph, do you think I will let myself be killed countless times? The next one to be killed will be Servant Saber. I will definitely strike her through the chest, just like she did to me.

AVENGER: That’s my Master. Okay, so, let’s go continue the good fight while you’re still ablaze in enthusiasm.

I stop talking and aim for the door.
Honestly, I don’t give a shit about the Holy Grail War. But, I’m also a sore loser.

I want to find and kill my enemies now, right now.
I’ll kill those bastards that hurt me.
I’ll kill those bastards that didn’t do anything to stop them.
I’ll kill everything, I’ll murder every single living human I see.

If I don’t, I’m not going to be able to keep my insanity.
If I don’t, I won’t be able to keep myself from going sane.

AVENGER: WhAT is iT? Are you not GOinG, Master?

I swallow down my heart as it threatens to escape my chest, and turn back towards Bazett.
Maybe my thirst for blood just now reminded her of something.
Bazett is looking at me the same way as when she accused me of killing the people in that bloody house.

BAZETT: ...So it is true, I am careless. How could I forget to ask the most important question?

Don’t even have to bother wondering why.
You forgot because you didn’t want to remember.

BAZETT: Answer me. Just what Servant are you?

A question filled with hostility.
To that I finally answer -- grinning like a little girl waiting for her sweetheart,

AVENGER: I am Avenger -- the Servant of Vengeance.

A class that shouldn’t exist, its name proclaimed with hatred and joy.