Japan, Fuyuki City...
Yuki's pursuit had changed the course of the war. They had left the European continent, and Vimana had fallen in Japan.
Worthy of being called a World Holy Grail War, even Japan had now been drawn in.
Of course, the Fujimaru group didn't know that. They didn't care where they had landed. All of them were tense, staring at the long-haired blonde girl.
She stood there expressionless, holding a key-shaped lance.
"Mun, your stubbornness angers Muku. King of Heroes, I will send you back to the Throne of Heroes..."
That wasn't something Gilgamesh could take lightly. Even if she wasn't as terrifying as The Monster, her power was close.
"Hahaha, send me back to the Throne of Heroes? For a progenitor, you show no compassion for your descendants."
Gilgamesh had already realized it. The girl before him was none other than Eve—the progenitor of the human race, the Mother of Humanity.
According to legend, Eve was created from Adam's ribs. From there came her immense strength—Adam's strength—and also the suppression she held over her descendants.
"Fumu, the descendants of Muku and Master..."
Mukuro tilted her head in thought. Since entering this world, as one connected to the Tree of Life of the Kabbalah and also embodying Eve of Genesis, all humans in this world were supposed to be her descendants. That was what was written in the Bible.
Because of that, Mukuro thought of Gilgamesh and imagined a younger version of him—a cute blond shota like herself. Beside that shota was a loving couple holding their child...
She touched her stomach reflexively. There was no doubt that couple was herself and Yuki.
She knew it. Very soon, that illusion would become reality. She would become a mother and leave her mark upon the world.
"Munnn, the descendants of Muku and Master... hehe... how cute..."
Blushing, Mukuro lowered her head and shyly played with her fingers. Much of her hostility faded as she spoke gently.
"Fumu, Muku is indulgent. You are the child of Muku and Master, so you must obey me and return to the Throne of Heroes. Don't worry, mama won't hurt you..."
"Hahaha, I suppose this King should be grateful for having such a benevolent mother. But you're wrong about obedience..."
His magical power surged as the Gate of Babylon opened, a thousand Gates lighting up the sky.
"From the beginning of time, children disobey their parents!"
A thousand Treasures were launched in succession. Mukuro didn't care. She remained lost in her fantasy, savoring it.
"Mun, you forget that parents can punish their children. Muku will punish you."
"Michael: Lataib."
At the same moment the Treasures were about to strike Mukuro, a spatial gate opened and swallowed them all.
"..."
Gilgamesh's expression froze for several seconds before he looked up and leaped backward.
BOOM
Black Holes opened above them. Debris, cars, and hundreds of other heavy objects rained down.
"Get back, Senpai!"
"Wait, Mash, don't block it!"
Pulling Mash away as she tried to stop the car falling from the Black Hole, Ritsuka ran without hesitation.
It was a cruel joke. It wasn't just the car. From the massive shadow cast over them, a gigantic ship emerged from the Black Hole, crashing down along with the debris.
With thousands of tons overhead, no matter how strong Mash or even a Heroic Spirit might be, they would be crushed.
BOOM, BOOM
The Gate of Babylon opened again, this time firing at the debris and destroying it.
Continuing the barrage with his inexhaustible Noble Phantasms would have been ideal, but Mukuro's Black Holes kept opening, complicating things further.
"You can even do that?!"
Giant rocks fell from the sky like meteorites, making destruction even harder.
"You can't escape Muku. The whole world is Master's backyard."
Rising into the air, Mukuro watched as the small group struggled to evade the falling debris and meteorites.
"What absurd power..."
Since the Age of Gods, Gilgamesh could say without hesitation that this monster was the strongest opponent he had ever faced.
Her source of magical power was nearly infinite. She could exist even without her Master, and her Noble Phantasms were madness itself—suppression over all her descendants, fear incarnate.
She could ignore almost all his Treasures and send them back. Incredible strength like a Berserker, along with formidable close-combat martial arts.
This was the monster...
The being created in the image of God—the "perfect" human.
(I'm almost out of magical power, and this girl won't hold back for long.)
Gilgamesh had already exhausted the immense magical power granted by the Holy Grail. He had even begun using Sakura's.
Though he still had confidence in replenishing his power through his Treasures, he knew it was useless against the monster. A prolonged battle was not reliable.
"EA, I'll have to bother you again, partner..."
The only thing that could change the situation was the Ancient weapon. Even so, he knew it might not matter. Even if he managed to kill this Servant, the monster could send another, even stronger one to finish them.
Or perhaps even break free of its shackles once more...
But there was no choice. Against a Noble Phantasm that manipulated space at will, there was no other way.
"I told you I would punish you. Muku will take away your toy..."
"?!"
Unfortunately, the moment Enuma Elish emerged, so did the key-shaped lance. It touched the sword, surprising Gilgamesh. He immediately activated it, gathering magical power.
"Michael: Segva."
But to his dismay, Mukuro turned the key. The rotating cylinders of the Original sword stopped, and the blade lost all its brilliance, dispersing into particles.
"What?!"
With his most powerful weapon vanishing before his eyes, despair appeared on Gilgamesh's face for the first time.
"Mun, Muku already knew. That strange rod will never come out again..."
If there was anything that could harm Mukuro, it was Enuma Elish. Even though Mukuro also had Michael, she wouldn't take the risk of facing a weapon that bore "cosmos" in its title.
That was why she waited, anticipating the moment Gilgamesh had no choice but to use that Noble Phantasm—so she could seal it.
Gilgamesh opened the Gate of Babylon again. With Mukuro so close, there was no way to evade. Yet Mukuro didn't panic. On the contrary, this was exactly what she had been waiting for.
After all, without his treasury, Gilgamesh was just a Servant with divine blood.
"Fumun, Muku will take your other toys too. Please don't hate Muku-mama for this..."
Stabbing toward the treasury once more, Mukuro turned the key.
Shiiiiii
But Mukuro couldn't finish turning it as other weapons shot out from different Gates of Babylonia.
BOOM
"...?!"
Mukuro's Astral Armor clashed with the weapons, sparks flying. They didn't harm her, but they achieved their purpose. Mukuro couldn't close the Gate of Babylon, and it bought Gilgamesh enough time to put distance between them.
"Looks like I arrived just in time."
"Mun, there are more disobedient children. This annoys Muku."
"No, I'm not your child. Perhaps it would be more accurate to say I'm your brother-in-law, or your younger brother?"
Stepping fully out of a spatial gate, Mukuro turned her head as a long green-haired man—or woman—smiled at her.
"Nice to meet you, Sister-in-law."
"Fumun?"
If there was any being besides the Gods who wasn't subject to the suppression of descendants tied to Yuki, there was only one.
"It's you... Enkidu."
"Good to see you, Gil."
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