The moment of one girl's self-reliance—
Farewell—the end of childhood.
"To defeat Romulus…"
From the palace depths emerged a man in green, holding a golden grail.
"Finally, you show, blind fool. A court mage ignoring your king's peril? Truly useless," Gilgamesh sneered.
"Silence, familiar! Playing hero? Without a Master, you're a fleeting shadow," Lev retorted.
"My soul remains mine, whatever the vessel," Gilgamesh said.
!
"Your king's familiar barking is mere bravado. No soul, no free will. Let me guess—you were exiled from your lair, tasked with cleanup after failing the last Singularity. You stole my treasures, gave them to other heroes to hasten ruin. But—"
Romulus didn't want Rome or the world's end. So—
"You had to step in!" Gilgamesh concluded.
"Hah, laughable, Professor Lev! This era has no traitors like you!" Romani mocked.
"Laugh, Romani! He tried so hard! Pity the blind fool who failed every task! I saw it! Hahaha!" Gilgamesh roared.
"Prattle, scum!! I expect nothing from you!!" Lev snarled.
"Angry? Truth stings! Familiar, cleaner, court mage, Singularity maker—failing all, yet raging? Your incompetence is supreme! The perfect clown! Hahaha!" Gilgamesh laughed.
"Servant scum—!!"
Lev Lainur's face twisted in fury. He can't outtalk the vessel.
"Hand over the Grail, Lev Lainur!!" Ritsuka shouted.
"Big words, trash Master! Don't get cocky just for snagging a fancy toy like the Hero King!" Lev spat.
"I'm not the same! Not the me carried by Gil!" Ritsuka declared.
"You've grown! Grown into a fool who doesn't see struggling only brings pain!!" Lev mocked.
"That Master foiled your plans! If she's trash, you're less than dust—a microbe! No, microbes deserve better! A spell needing human control dares raise its head!?" Gilgamesh taunted.
"—You—!!"
The vessel strips his calm. Selecting treasures.
"I'll show you my form! My king's favor! The noble form to destroy you!!" Lev roared.
"Lev."
A quiet voice—Olga Marie spoke.
"Ah, there you are, Olga," Lev said.
"Gil."
"Speak freely," Gilgamesh permitted.
"You betrayed humanity. Since when?" Olga asked.
"Since when? Two thousand years ago! Humanity's meaningless, worthless! I cut ties!!" Lev snapped.
"I see. Then—" Olga continued.
"Why did you help me? A panicked, flustered me?"
"Olga Marie…" Ritsuka whispered.
"Director…" Mash murmured.
"Why? Obvious!" Lev laughed.
"…"
"You were the best spectacle! A little kindness, and you gazed at me, drunk on salvation! Hilarious!!" Lev sneered.
"That jerk…!!" Ritsuka growled.
"Wait, Master," Gilgamesh said.
"Gil…!"
"Lev, Lev—you wagged your tail, so pathetic! Tormented by pride and complexes, crumbling—you were a grand show! I endured your nauseating pleas to see your end, Olga Marie!!" Lev ranted.
…
"You're my toy! My puppet! Without me, you're a broken, incompetent wreck!! Beg me! 'Lev, save me! You always did!' I'll save you—by betraying and killing you!! Hahaha!!" Lev cackled.
"…I'm sorry," Olga said.
"What?"
Her response to his vile insults—an apology.
"My childish dependence troubled you."
"—"
"My selfish expectations exhausted you."
"Director…"
"I'm sorry, Lev. And—thank you."
"What!?" Lev trembled.
"Even if it was deceit, false kindness—I was saved by it."
Olga wove gratitude.
"Thank you, Lev Lainur. You're my mentor, no matter what you are."
"What's that!?"
Lev shook. "That's not you! Not the Olga Marie I know!!"
"…"
"Don't look at me like that! Humans—mere humans—don't pity us!!" Lev screamed.
"Blind fool. 'Know her'? Of course not. That Olga Marie is gone," Gilgamesh said.
She's—
"Here stands one I acknowledge, a treasure I guard," Gilgamesh declared.
"Yes. Ritsuka, Mash, Romani, Gil—everyone…" Olga affirmed.
"Shut up!! I'll crush you by force!!"
Lev gulped the Grail, transforming grotesquely.
"This!? Not god or beast—a 'Demon God'!?" Romani gasped.
"Demon God!?" Ritsuka echoed.
"Haha, HAHAHAHA!!"
A pillar of flesh, studded with countless eyes—a horrific mass!
"Gross!!" Ritsuka yelled.
"Ugly!! Uglier than anything!" Gilgamesh spat.
"It should be! This ugliness will destroy you! I am Flauros! Lev Lainur Flauros! One of the 72 Pillars!!"
"One of the 72!? Impossible—!!"
"Fou, kyu! (Gross. No need to write this down)," Fou chirped.
"Your future, burned by this pillar! Burn, die! Stop struggling!!"
The writhing flesh pillar attacked!
"Are you ready, Olga Marie?" Gilgamesh asked.
"Yes. I had to say thank you."
"Good. Farewell done—my turn."
Gilgamesh seized the golden Sword of Rupture!
"Show your worth, Olga Marie! Prove your value against the flesh that toyed with your fate!!"
"Yes!! Hero King, give me courage!!—Grail, linked to Chaldeas! Sheba, Trismegistus, pseudo-control!!"
Surging mana, rising resolve!
Here, Animusphere's pinnacle manifests—!!
"Reality Marble, targeted projection!! Manifest, my psyche!!"
The ultimate magecraft—rewriting the world!!
"'Chaldeas Animusphere, Hope's Flower by Humanity's Side'—!!!"
A blizzard roared.
"This…!?" Ritsuka gasped.
Endless dark clouds, barren earth, dry air—an empty, frigid void.
"Director's psyche…?" Mash whispered.
"…"
"Haha!! What's this!? This desolate scene is your psyche!? Your Reality Marble!?" Lev mocked.
"…"
"Mastering magecraft's pinnacle, and this is it!? I was blind to value you, Olga Marie!!"
"…"
"Hero King! You're as blind as me!! Giving a miracle like the Grail to that girl!? Meaningless! Useless!! Utter incompetence!!"
Silence.
"Using an omnipotent wish-granter to save such trash!? Some Hero King, oldest hero!! You're nothing—"
SHUT UP!!
A thousand cannons deployed! Treasures pummeled Flauros' pillar!
"GAAAHHH!?"
No more insults. No more desecration. No more disrespect.
"Gil!!" Ritsuka shouted.
"Well done, Olga Marie. You mastered your Reality Marble," Gilgamesh praised.
"Gil…"
"Now, my task—watch. See my worth, the true king ruling you all."
No one calls Olga Marie's efforts worthless! Above all—
"No more waiting, blind fool. Your soul, fouler than that filth, is unbearable!!"
Insulting this vessel—Hero King Gilgamesh—is unforgivable!!
"Your disrespectful display! Defiling my treasures with that vile mouth!! Your existence deserves a thousand deaths!!"
I swear on my soul, I won't forgive—!!
"Rage, 'Ea'! Answer the girl's devotion with your might—!!"
Ea roared, winds swirling! Three millstones spun beyond limits, a tempest slicing space itself!
"—!!?"
"That flesh, that soul—know primal hell!! 'Enuma—'"
A spatial rift erupted! Three layers collided, merged—a crimson blade!!
"'Elish, Star of Genesis'—!!!"
It tore through creation, blasting Flauros to primal hell—!!
"Senpai!!"
"Mash!!"
"GAAAAAHHH!!?"
The temporal rift's shockwave consumed Flauros and more—
Slicing clouds and sky, shattering barren earth, sublimating desolate air—erasing all, Flauros included, into nothingness!!
The primal Earth, unforgiving of life.
Its embodiment, breaking and spinning the stars—
Enuma Elish, Star of Genesis.
The Nameless sword's true name, revealed in its fullest.
The absolute pinnacle of the king with infinite treasures—humanity's oldest hell, cleaving the world.
The torn psyche crumbled.
Olga Marie's new psyche emerged—
"Wow—!!" Ritsuka gasped.
A mountaintop observatory. Blizzard gone, a cloudless blue sky with a crimson star and sun shining.
And—
"Flowers bloom in the sky—!"
A grand white flower bloomed, adorning Chaldea—
"Hm, a passionate scene. Its origin, Olga Marie?" Gilgamesh asked.
"Chaldea's terrain brings constant blizzards. But a few times a year, they stop, revealing this view."
"Mash, Mash! The sky and mountains stretch forever—!" Ritsuka cheered.
"Beautiful…" Mash whispered.
"This is what I saw when I first came to Chaldea. It stayed with me."
"I see. A fine psyche. Glad I didn't cut this one, Olga Marie," Gilgamesh said.
"Yes. Someday—"
"Director."
"Yes, Romani. This is the view I saw. And—the view I want to see with everyone again."
After saving humanity. Looking up at that sky…
(Lev showed me this view first.)
Olga Marie closed her eyes.
(Thank you, Lev. Even if it annoyed you, you saved me.)
A quiet farewell.
(No more relying on you. I walk forward with everyone—as Director, Olga Marie Animusphere.)
"So—goodbye, the me who depended on Lev."
Shining stars, blooming flowers.
Olga Marie's childhood ended this moment—
Chaldeas Animusphere, Hope's Flower by Humanity's Side
Rank E–EX, Anti-World Support Noble Phantasm, Max Targets: Varies by Chaldea personnel
Olga Marie's grand magecraft, projecting her psyche via Chaldeas' functions and the Grail, manifesting a Reality Marble.
Dual-layered: her past life's psyche, steeped in complexes and pride, and her reborn psyche through a miracle.
First, the past psyche: a barren land under a blizzard and dark clouds, dealing slip damage to all and lowering enemy stats by three ranks. If "cut," it boosts the cutting attack's power (E-rank).
The second psyche, post-cut: a clear mountaintop observatory with a crimson star, sun, and grand flower. Fully heals Chaldea Masters and Servants, grants turn-based auto-recovery, restores used Command Spells, and boosts Servant stats by two ranks.
A fusion of Olga's resolve to lead Chaldea and her first view there, an absolute support space for Chaldea's forces.
Immensely powerful but requires Chaldea's power and the Grail, only affecting summoned Servants. The E-rank psyche must be cut to activate the second, requiring an Anti-World Noble Phantasm—rare among Servants—making it E-rank by default. Its variable efficacy and reliance on rare conditions earn it an EX rating for extreme difficulty.
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