章 6: Omake (1) Not canon

"Mongrel why don't you just give up already? You stand no chance, accept your defeat." I smiled as he said that. His arrogant tone was a pain to hear. I got into my stance and readied for his barrage of weapons. "Alright then king of heroes, lets dance!" I smiled as I felt my battle-lust accumulating. I was going to kill this bastard. His gates opened and I started dodging and blocking the various weapons he shot at me. I advanced towards him, as fast as I could with a large smile on my face. This was a fight! Using my A rank agility to its max, I was able to dodge most of the king's noble phantasms with ease. I couldn't dodge all of them though, so I had to block them with murasame. He jumped back before opening twice the amount of portals and firing them at me. I decided to go on the defensive, and focus on blocking. The weapons continued to rain down on me. But then, I saw a familiar weapon come out from the portal. I jumped up, and grabbed it getting hit by a stray spear in the process. I looked at the new sword in my hands with an ecstatic smile. "So king of heroes, you even have 𝗵𝗲𝗿 sword in here eh? Then i'm sure you understand what it does right?" I said as I felt myself gaining control of the new weapon I had grabbed. The weapon like murasame, was once wielded by me in the past. I had, unfortunately lost the weapon before my death causing it not to go down in history as my weapon, but 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨. Now using both katanas, I ran towards the king, throwing all pretenses of defense out of the way. I would unleash my noble phantasm here and now. It seems like the king of heroes knew this, and tried to summon his strongest noble phantasm, it was of course useless as I had already won. "Hear this, king of heroes, you were a strong opponent, but due to your own hubris you will fall before me. You are already in my range after all." I held out my swords and said my chant. "Oh brahma, lord of creation, oh vishnu, lord of preservation, oh shiva lord of destruction, bear witness as judgement is given to a lost soul." After stating the beginning of my chant. Murasame and Murasama began glowing different colors. Murasame, a reddish gold, Muramasa white. they became bright as bright as the stars, while I myself began glowing dark-blue. "King of heroes, face the judgement of the gods, Creation, Preservation, and destruction!" The battlefield around us was assaulted with mana from the age of the gods. Hmph, the mage's association would have a field day cleaning this mess up. I rushed the king at the speed of light and two strokes appeared on his body. The first hit did nothing, while the second spread across his body, as his body slowly evaporated to dust. Nothing came out of his mouth as he returned to the holy grail. Murasama unfortunately disappeared along with the bastard leaving me without the sword. I sighed and sat down as my master came running into the building. "Saber! You're okay?" he asked in a surprised voice. "Were you hoping I had died?" I asked with sarcasm dripping in my tone. "Of course not! I am just surprised you were able to beat him without sustaining any injuries."