Novel & Cerita Fate Apocrypha Shirou Emiya

The night grows deeper and the only sounds in the room continues to be their contineous moans and groans together with their heavy breaths. At this moment, the only thought running through Zarie's mind is that everything is in the right order for her and nothing can take it from her. Not even death or any other mortal. Hmmm... But no one can dictate what the future holds because the puzzle of fate is surely complicated, more twisted than we can ever imagine. Author’s note; Thank you for reading, stay safe.

Choice asked her sister Destiny who was busy writing the FATE MANUSCRIPT Destiny didn’t respond at all, which made Choice quite anxious. She snatched the FATE MANUSCRIPT, from her hands saying, “You can work on it later, sister. First you answer me.” Snatching the MANUSCRIPT back from her, Destiny glared at her, responding in a low inaudible tone, making Choice glued to her spot, “Whatever she would ask, is fated to wreak havoc in their lives.”

The ice spears pierced through her right chest, abdomen, and left leg, but Sherry still struggled to crawl forward. …I don’t understand. This is just a mock battle, Sherry. “Just rest,” I murmured. With a knife-hand strike on Sherry’s Carotid Sinus, she faints— then was delivered out from the artificial dimension. “Thank you, Lucifer,” Persia said to me. When I turned back and watched— Persia’s already fighting against Kuroyuki. With a golden card between her fore and middle finger at her right hand— she made five instantaneous cuts in the shape of a star, which Kuroyuki blocks with five of her spears.

"This pup is the key! This pup will be the sacrifice! If the pup is gone, Violetta will forgive me. We'll go back to the way things were!" Kaelen had lost himself in the twisted joy of his own delusions. There was a crazed look in his eyes as he picked up the silver knife, eyeing Lydia, who was still dazed from the drugs he had slipped her. When Lydia woke up, she noticed her stomach was flat—there was no sign of the pup. She stumbled out of bed, frantic, searching the room for the pup. A servant entered and said quietly, "It was Alpha. He took the pup to use as a sacrifice!"

Ajanaku said, "Something is wrong with you, am sure your discerning spirit is far from you " "No" Ajanaku wasted no time in using his blade to cut Emi, giving way to blood flow "The Emi I know in full strength can't get cut even by Sango's blade, your discerning spirit is not with you, your immortality is gone, Emi you are disorganised" Later that night, Emi found it difficult to sleep, if this continues, the lives of almost 3,000 will be at stake, finding it hard to sleep, he grabbed the oil lamp that illuminated the

Somewhere at Inkopolis Square, a female servant was surveying the area “Delta it’s Mélusine, I’m 10m away from their hideout” she explained “why are you at the Friendly Strangers Gang Hideout focus your attention at the UA, to help all the students and villains from My Hero Academia” so she headed to the UA but she doesn’t know that I freed the everyone from My Hero Academia. So Karuji and Miyake notified me about it. I was in the HQ thinking about my next move when the door slams open and saw Miyake the leader of the Purifiers/Purists Group and Karuji come in “Miyake and Karuji. Is there a problem? I am currently thinking about my next move” I said “true, but it’s urgent an unknown servant

“I… will decide.” The Blood Moon trembled above, reality groaning beneath the clash of celestial and abyssal forces, and the battlefield held its breath. The final stage of the war the true reckoning was about to begin. As the Abyss coils fully around me, threatening to consume everything, a vision flashes a possible future where Emily rules the world not as a savior, but as a dark goddess feared by all. The next choice will determine the fate of every supernatural being, every mortal, and the balance between light and shadow.

If we remain separate, we suffer. Emma felt that truth. She saw it. Every fractured self. Every abandoned possibility. All longing for unity. For peace. For resolution. But then— Hope’s voice echoed again. Small. Fragile. Human. “Emma… please…” The storm trembled harder. The merge faltered again. The End reacted violently. THE FRACTURE WILL NEVER END. Emma’s vision fractured again. She saw both futures. In one— She became whole. Complete. Infinite. And alone.

“Yes, yes, and yes.” Ema scoffed knowingly while walking inside the apartment. “That man probably checks if you’re breathing every five minutes now.” Hazel smiled helplessly because… honestly? Accurate. Ema turned toward her immediately. “Wait.” A suspicious narrowing of eyes. “He left you alone?” Hazel sat down carefully on the couch. “He had meetings, Ema. He already postponed work for a month because of me.” “And?” Ema crossed her arms dramatically. “If my pregnant best friend almost fell into another dimension down the stairs, I’d never leave her side again.”

He held me so tightly, promising, "I don't believe in fate. I only know that you are the love of my life." I had believed him. Every memory of our love felt vivid, still so close—yet now, he had abandoned me for another woman without a second thought. I didn't understand. Was fate truly something we couldn't fight? Had it really pulled him, irresistibly, into Grace's arms? My whole body ached, each breath felt like fire. I couldn't tell whether the pain came from the wound or from my heart. Darkness fell like a curtain. When I came to, I was lying in a hospital bed.