A Dishonored Demigod

Final Night: A King Falls

"Wakey wakey little master. It's time for you to wake up."
Sakura groans as she opens her eyes and looks over at me,"Joker?"
I grin,"It's a good thing you're awake. Kariya-san wouldn't stop asking me how you were. Speaking of which, how do you feel?"
She goes quiet for a moment before slowly speaking,"The pain is much less, but I can feel throbbing. It feels like someone is shocking my whole body. And my right arm feels numb. I can't move it properly."
My smile dims for a second and she notices,"What did you do?"
I sigh,"The command seals and your right arm took the most damage when your circuits were fried. It was impossible to recover from, so I simply gave you a new arm."
"What."
I pull the sheet down from her neck and move her right arm with my left hand,"See for yourself."
She takes the time to look it over,"The skin is darker and it's a bit more muscular. It almost looks like..." and her eyes go to my empty sleeve,"yours."
"Got it in one. Was the hardest healing I've ever had to do, and I've put souls back in people who had most of their body divided."
She glances down at the foreign limb,"Still....how? This shouldn't be possible."
A slight grimace makes its way onto my face,"Hard, yes. Impossible? Not even close. I had to spend the last few days studying the anatomy of your arm so I knew what to tweak so my own would feel as close to natural as possible. I had to shrink each bone, muscle, and vein to match the ones in your own arm. While all that was going on I had to examine your remaining circuits and fabricate new ones so that you should still use the arm to perform magecraft. After that I had to trick your mind into accepting it and graft it to your shoulder with a special ritual I never thought I'd have to use. It isn't perfect, but it'll do better than any prosthetic you'll be able to find."
Sakura makes a clumsy fist and slowly opens m-her hand,"You didn't have to do this. You shouldn't have done this."
I feel the grimace slip off my face and muss her hair,"Hey, look at me."
She does so and I give her a soft smile, something only a handful of people can claim to have seen,"It isn't really a big deal. The only reason my arm hasn't regrown is because I literally finished a couple of minutes ago. In fact, my arm should be back right about," and a bright blue flame erupts from the empty shoulder,"now."
The fire twists and compacts itself to form the shape of my arm before violently dispersing to show a perfect replica that I slowly move around,"See? No big deal."
"Shut up. You weren't the one that payed the energy price for that."
I ignore Thrafsma and focus on Sakura,"Now then little master, you should know that you've been asleep for three days and nights since your circuits were violently attacked. Saber and her master, or masters, have gone into hiding to avoid my wrath after I confronted them. Rider has fallen to Archer and his soul has entered the lesser grail. Luckily one of my minions was able to slip in with the two when Rider deployed his reality marble. It seems Archer has a noble phantasm that is capable of erasing at the very least, a small empire in the span of a few moments."
Sakura lets out a shaky breath,"That's not good at all. At least this will end soon since only Saber, Archer, Berserker, and you remain."
"Yes," I agree,"maybe even sooner than you think due to me forcing them to try and take the grail in my possession."
As soon as I say it I feel the barriers break and go stiff,"We have company."
Sakura immediately steps into my shadow as it wraps around and conceals her in time for four presences to exit the woods and stand at the base of the steps,"I'll admit, you've got guts coming at me so brazenly."
I get no response,"Berserker!"
The hulking mass of armor slams down next to me with a chilling silence following,"I promised you a match with Saber, and here it is," and hold up my left hand to show the tattoos on the back,"Berserker! By the power of these command seals I order you to fight as you wish, that your madness enhancement be disabled for the duration of this single battle, and that you unleash your true noble phantasm!"
"AAAAARRRRTHURRR!"
With his battle cry ringing through the air the mad warrior leaps down onto Saber before the two vanish with her master in tow. Gilgamesh glances over to where they were,"Spacial distortion? I didn't think a dog such as yourself was capable of such a delicate work."
I can see Tokiomi pale,"Relax I'm not capable of using Kaleidoscope, at least not under my own power. So...do you want to wait so we can have an audience or fight it out right now?"
Golden ripples form in the air,"Okay then, but not here."
In a moment space bends and we arrive in the desert,"Now we can fight without a limit."
I have to dodge a blade halfway through my talking and quickly equip my blades to deflect another,"Come on then!"
A wall of steel screams towards me and I suck in a deep breath before blowing out slowly. Concentrating my power I slightly slow down time enough for me to knock each individual blade into the air. I stay in striking position until the last blade lands stabs into the sand and hurl Dyrnwyn towards my opponent. Halfway across the blade explodes as a blinding firebomb and dismisses itself while I slide into position with Excalibur,"Invincible Sword: 10,000 fold," and cover the distance between us in a tenth of a second,"Annihilation!"
The ground behind Gilgamesh splits open as if Gaea had opened her mouth to drink the sand that floods into the jagged scar. All is silent for a moment before the sound of metal groaning and cracking reaches my ears as Gilgamesh's golden armor shatters into dust, leaving his chest bare. The next few minutes are filled with flying swords that I barely dodge while irritating the ancient king at the same time,"Die mongrel!"
I don't respond except for deflecting another sword and draw Dyrnwyn from my shadow,"Anemos!"
The white flames roar to life and make the air around me blistering hot,"Págos!"
Excalibur screams as frost coats its blade and makes my breath appear as a white mist,"I am the fire that consumes all creation. I am the frost that halts the progress of all creation."
A key appears in Gilgamesh's hand before inserting itself in the empty air,"I am the fire that dwells in the hearts of humanity, and the frost that dwells in their souls. I am the fire that punishes the greatest of evils, and the frost the heralds the embrace of uncaring death."
A cylindrical weapon falls into his hand,"A worthy foe has appeared before us! Awaken, Ea!"
The air starts to swirl around the weapon even as my own shudder in anticipation,"I am neither good nor evil. I am the fire of hope and despair. The frost of relief and dread. My wrath is as a roaring inferno and a raging blizzard, unquenchable and unstoppable. My love is as a gentle hearth, warm, and bright. Pure as fresh snow and just as beautiful."
The wind howls as Gilgamesh starts to point the end of the weapon directly at me,"For I am the fire that purifies humanity and burns away all corruption. I am the frost that seeks to temper the strength of humanity's spirit. Purify and temper,"
"Enuma,"
"Two-Fold,"
"Elish!/Judgement!"
Red light races towards me as I swing my swords and release the pent up energy stored away as two beams of fire and ice that become one mass of energy that writhes through the air. Calling the collision glorious would be a crime. Primordial energy given physical form angrily churns against the wall that was the true power of Excalibur and Dyrnwyn.
Excalibur, a sword made to pierce through the divinity that immortals wore as a set of clothes, and at the same time strengthen itself by devouring the divine energy. Humanity's ultimate weapon for the day when the gods would overstep their bounds. A human ideal given physical form by the fae folk that would only allow itself to be wielded by those who were of the human race and who's body could withstand its awesome power. The only reason the Arthur Pendragon of my world had been able to wield the blade was through Merlin's intervention to strengthen his body to the breaking point, and even then he'd only been able to draw out a quarter of the blade's full potential. In my case however the sliver of humanity left after my body and core changed because of Gaea's curse was enough for the blade to accept. That coupled with the physical capabilities my monster body granted me allowed me to draw out Excalibur's full potential for this one attack.
The chaotic energy raged and eroded the fire surrounding the core of freezing power. However, no matter how much fire was consumed it did its job protecting the core as victory itself slowly cut through the chaos. I can see Gilgamesh' arrogant smile is slowly fading and being replaced by one of incredulity when the white fire swells and triples in intensity.
Dyrnwyn, also called White-Hilt, a sword whose legend was not as well known because of its unusual ability. One of Britain's thirteen treasures and perhaps the most stolen concept when it came to weapon enchanting. A sword that was even more selective than Excalibur since from the time of its forging to when I received it only one man could truly use the blade to its fullest. A sword made to slay dragons by burning their scales away to expose the flesh. A sword that changed hands many times and rejected just as many potential users. A metal shell created to store the white flames of purification that the fae had locked away. A truly deadly weapon whose ability never wavered in the hands of its favored, and faithfully served in many battles. A blade whose flames purified anything the user deemed 'evil' through a continuos cleansing by fire, until not even ashes remained. I don't know what it saw in me that qualified me as worthy, but I haven't ever cared as long as I can wield it.
With a roar the cold core cuts through the chaotic energy and the white fire descends like a phoenix, crashing into Gilgamesh. I expect to hear pained screams but the fire is ripped apart as a red light emerges from inside the onslaught,"Oh..."
Quick as a thought I discard both swords and search deep in my soul,"Out you go!"
A frozen dragon and fiery beast exit from my back and land sprawled out on the sand,"Wha?"
I continue sprinting forward and can feel the one being left attached to my soul grinning,"At long last. Go on then! Let my name be known for all present to hear!"
"Arise from the ashes of humanity! Descend from the corrupted paradise! Wreak havoc: Ángelos tis katastrofís!"
My next step causes the ground to crater as I explode forward as a sword assembles itself in my hand,"OOOOOHHHH!"
The sword cleaves through the air as I stand less than a foot away from Gilgamesh,"DIIIIIEEEE!"
Blood flies into the air as I cut through the servant's body like paper. All is silent except for the sound of my heart pounding in my ears even as silver wings wrap around the two of us,"Sorry your highness, but it seems this is where you take your exit from the stage."
"Heh," he smirks even as a bit of blood trickled over his lower lip,"at least I died a glorious death. That was the best fight I've had in ages."
He looks down at the blade lodged in the middle of his chest, following the bloody swath that stretched to just below his heart and exited at his side,"I never dreamed that I would see this blade once more, much less fight the one who now possesses it. Listen here mongrel," and his red eyes bore into me,"if you carry this then the time has come once again for history to repeat itself. Beware the gods that exist in your world. Farewell Perseus, King of Humanity."
The king dissolves into golden mist and I feel his soul enter into the grail. I let the transformation drop before recalling Thrafsma and Empathy,"Was fun while it lasted Archer."
I turn to Archer's master,"With this you're out of the running. When we return you will be taken to your residence and will remain there until morning."
He nods and space bends once more as my feet transition from sand to stone. I don't see Saber or Berserker so I stab my swords into the ground, and wait.