DxD: The fake X fate

Chapter 56 -:56 Celestial Dragons

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"With that in mind, what's one more Dead God in the face of the hundreds that have fallen before him?" Shirou continued, earning gasps of shock from Xenovia, even the Devils looking at him as if he lost his marbles "Indeed, considering how often they leave us with the short end of the stick, it could be argued that Humans are better off without any Gods at all."

"Ha! I like the way you think, Heathen!" Kokabiel cackled, throwing his head back as his shoulders shook with mirth "Indeed, you've no idea how refreshing it was to cut loose after being under Father's watchful eye for so long! Endlessly trying to live up to his boundless expectations, to hell with that!"

"No, all you did was run away." Shirou countered, earning a sharp look from the Fallen "You gave up on the ideals which you carried for so long, unable to bear the weight of your convictions, you chose to cast them aside and take the easy route."

Just like Archer, Kokabiel had come to resent the ideals he'd once cherished, used them as a scapegoat for his suffering, when in actuality he had simply buckled, unable to bear the commitments he'd taken on for himself.

Had Shirou not cast aside his ideals himself, perhaps he'd have felt justified looking down on the Fallen for giving up. As it was, however, the only difference between him and Kokabiel was that the Angel had fallen because he'd been unable to live up to his ideals, whereas Shirou had cast those ideals aside to protect something he deemed far more precious.

"I pity you." He admitted, Kokabiel's eyes widening in anger at the statement "Not because you fell, you've only yourself to blame for that. No, I pity you because even though you cast your ideals aside, you didn't do it for something meaningful, but simply because you couldn't live up to them."

"You pity ME?" Kokabiel repeated, his expression indecipherable, a mixture of rage and confusion as he eyed the Faker with disbelief "Do you even know to whom you are speaking? I am Kokabiel! The Fallen Star of God! I have fought and slain Angels and Devils alike! I challenged the authority of the Almighty himself, and laughed at the presumptuous Satans that thought themselves his equal! Even the Celestial Dragons hold no fear over me! And yet you have the audacity to pity ME?!"

"I pity you because I was exactly the same, once." Shirou admitted calmly, shocking the Fallen to silence "Sure, I never stood against Gods or Devils, but I know what it's like to cast your ideals aside only to be betrayed in the end."

"...Who do you think you are, boy?" Kokabiel demanded, his expression unreadable, his eyes taking in every nuance of the Faker's features "You, clad in a Holy Shroud despite claiming to be an Atheist." He gestured to the swords littering the ground around them "You, who can summon steel the likes of which belong in the hands of Heroes, who can block the Light of Heaven with a mere shield..."

Who are you...Emiya Shirou?

It was a question that had been cycling through everyone's minds at least once since they encountered him. Indeed, it was a question Shirou often asked himself whenever he found himself before a mirror ever since arriving in this world where Devils went to school and the leader of the Fallen Angels was apparently obsessed with vintage Super Famicom games and Porno magazines.

He was not the Counter-Guardian, Emiya, who entered into a contract with Alaya and was forever damned to betray his ideals to protect humanity as a species.

He was not the childhood-friend turned lover of Matou Sakura, revived through an incomplete use of the 3rd Magic by his elder sister in a last ditch act to save his soul.

He was not the admirer turned public Apprentice and secret Lover of Tohsaka Rin, who followed her to the Clock Tower only to wind up in a complicated three-way relationship with her rival and distant cousin, Luviagelita Edelfelt.

He was no-longer the Master of Saber, Arturia Pendragon, the Once and Future Proud King of Knights, nor was he the man who helped her accept her place in history by coming to terms with her past.

While he remained the adopted son of Emiya Kiritsugu, he had cast aside the flawed ideals the broken Magus Killer had passed on despite his best efforts to prevent him from following in his footsteps.

He was the Fool who allowed his Servant to be devoured by the Darkness, who cast aside his ideals to save his sister, ignorant of the suffering of his childhood friend until her mind broke, forcing him to kill her after she murdered his Mentor, her own sibling. He was the incompetent who, despite casting aside his ideals, failed to protect the one he cast them aside for, yet didn't have the decency to join her in death.

When all was said and done, just who was Emiya Shirou?

"TRANSFER!" a deep voice declared, Shirou's eyes widening as an armoured hand slapped him upside the head, followed by a sudden surge of power, his underdeveloped circuits burning as they were suddenly filled with Prana to the point they almost burst under the strain.

It was nothing like when he'd entered into a contract with Rin and Ilya to alleviate the strain of using Archer's arm. Indeed, it felt more akin to the 'memory' of sacrificing 'his' circuits to strengthen 'his' connection with Saber, kick-starting her Magical Core that she'd inherited from the Red Dragon.

"What the hell are you doing overthinking things, Baka?" Issei muttered, the Perverted Pawn lowering his armoured hand as he glared at the Faker "You might be an uptight stick in the mud damned handsome, but you're nothing like that fucker." He clapped a hand on Shirou's shoulder "You're you and he's an asshole! So quit moping and kick his ass!"

"Hyoudou..." Shirou muttered, staring at the pervert in shocked disbelief, only to scoff, pushing his armored hand aside with a genuine smile as he walked towards the waiting form of Kokabiel "Thanks...Issei."

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