Chapter 32. The Stacked Sins of Yukinoshita Haruno, the World-Shaking Stat Sheet, the Great Hero Heracles!
Celestial Curtain was filled with a faint atmosphere of sorrow, a gloomy orchestral melody played in waves.
It turned into a heavy grief that could not be dispelled.
A hazy loneliness, a frozen heart, unnoticed by anyone.
["Ten years have passed, and she still hasn't returned."]
[The Purge King whispered, pulling from his coat pocket a photograph he always carried with him, sneering coldly with sarcasm.]
[Then carefully placing it back into his chest.]
[In the photo was a young Haruno, her hand placed on a little boy's head.]
[At that time, he was nine years old, possessed a special magical constitution, capable of enhancing Servants and magecraft, thus was taken in by the von Einzbern family to... undergo inhumane experiments.]
[Under von Einzbern's torment, he gradually grew numb and indifferent.]
[One day, a woman came to the von Einzbern estate.]
[In that castle eternally blanketed in snow and ice…]
[A single precious ray of sunlight shone through.]
[She was a mysterious woman, a seeker of justice, free-spirited, always smiling brightly.]
[Later, he learned that her name was Yukinoshita Haruno, one of the participants in the Fourth Holy Grail War.]
[At first, Haruno said she would rescue him, and she was very serious — but in the end, she vanished without a trace… he continued to be used as a test subject.]
[Sometimes he thought, perhaps Haruno had died in the Fourth Holy Grail War, or perhaps she had some unspeakable burden, which is why she couldn't return.]
[Alone in the frozen castle, day after day, he lay flat by the window, gazing outward, hoping… that one day, that woman would return to von Einzbern.]
[Even if his face froze over, it didn't matter.]
[Even if his hands went numb, ulcerated, it didn't matter.]
[Even if he caught a cold, got a fever, he would still go.]
[Until the day he underwent the surgery of von Einzbern, seventy percent of his body implanted with magical circuits, the corpses of children like him piled into a mountain, all dead… yet he still lived.]
[Later, Subaru no longer needed Haruno to come save him — he alone counterattacked and annihilated the entire von Einzbern family.]
[No one could point fingers at him anymore, no one could stand above him again.]
["The Purge King" — he was the one who ruled von Einzbern and hundreds of thousands of subordinates.]
[Afterward, he learned the truth.]
[Haruno, though dead, had lived with another child for five years before dying.]
[...In the eyes of that traitor, perhaps he was merely a presence that could exist — or not — and it made no difference.]
[The vow made on that snowy day had long since lost its meaning, and a promise once betrayed was cheaper than a stained scrap of paper.]
[He understood deeply — the mortal world was hell, an endless cycle of betrayal and hatred.]
[The instinct to survive drove all to scramble, to plot, to scheme. Vows could not be engraved in hearts, emotions could not withstand time, infatuation was merely the delusion of a lonely soul. In the end… all would become nothingness.]
[He staggered forward, the world before his eyes gradually losing its color, becoming a monotonous black and white.]
[All living beings were despicable liars — nothing was worth trusting anymore.]
All living beings fell silent.
The mortal world was steeped in an ocean of suffering—love like snow, hatred like blades. Beautiful memories not erased by time instead fermented with the years, transforming into a deep, unspeakable dream, impossible to distinguish, engraved into the very depths of the heart.
"Yukinoshita Haruno, you truly are a woman burdened with grave sins."
Someone murmured dazedly.
It was her heartless abandonment that threw a hopeful child into hell.
Thus was born the "Tyrant of the Magi," the Purge King whose massacres left the world trembling.
"Indeed… for the Purge King, that wait had been far too long, long enough to become a lingering regret…"
Someone sighed with sorrow.
Upon seeing the fate of the Purge King, a certain classic line suddenly came to mind:
Want to create a hero?
Give him a tragic life—and a bit of love.
Then… how do you create a monster?
Take away that bit of love.
"Yukinoshita Haruno…"
Someone quietly lit a cigarette, letting out a long sigh:
"You asked someone else to take care of a girl during the Fifth Holy Grail War… you spent the last five years of your life with another… yet the one promise you never fulfilled, was to save the Purge King…"
...
At Celestial Curtain, Haruno stared in shock at the countless comments criticizing her.
WTF.
So I'm really this terrible in a parallel world?!
Made a promise but didn't keep it, now I'm getting cursed even though I did nothing…
"Nee-san, you really are trash."
Yukino calmly sipped her tea, speaking with disdain.
The woman instantly froze, her expression turning ashen.
——Battleship Haruno<3Yukino… sunk!
...
["It's all right."]
[Upon the throne, the Purge King gazed coldly toward the distant Fuyuki City:"When I raise the Holy Grail, I will personally demand an answer… for your betrayal back then."]
At the same time, a majestic, awe-inspiring soundtrack abruptly played.
The camera slowly zoomed out.
Then farther… and farther.
Before everyone's eyes appeared the supreme tyrant amidst the frozen world!
The cold man stood tall at the summit, beside him stood the great hero of ancient Greek mythology — 『Heracles』 – the demigod, roaring ferociously in protection.
As if peerless in the world, unmatched through the ages, having completed the final conquest!
A shock so overwhelming it left everyone speechless!
The entire world went utterly silent—so much so, even the sound of the wind seemed to pierce like knives.
The camera turned toward that massive figure once more— and the real status sheet slowly appeared again…
[True name: Heracles]
[Class: Berserker]
[Height / Weight: 253cm · 311kg]
[Alignment: Chaotic · Mad]
["Berserker is the strongest!!"]
[Source: Greek Mythology]
[Region: Greece]
[Strength: A+]
[Endurance: A]
[Agility: A]
[Mana: A]
[Luck: B]
[Class Skill – Mad Enhancement: B]
[Therefore, he loses most of his rationality, but all stats are ranked up by one grade.]
(Undoubtedly, just from the stats alone, he is an overwhelmingly powerful Servant.)
(However, due to Mad Enhancement, he has lost a wide variety of sword techniques, abilities, and several important Noble Phantasms.)
[Personal Skills – Battle Continuation: A]
[Even when gravely injured or near death, he can continue fighting, and his mortality rate is greatly reduced.]
[Mind's Eye (False): B]
[A danger-avoidance ability honed through numerous perilous adventures, based on intuition and sixth sense.]
[Valor: A+]
[Through sheer courage, grants immunity to mental interferences like confusion or charm.]
[Divinity: A]
[As the son of the chief god Zeus and a human, Hercules was ascension after death; possessing the highest rank of Divinity skill is only natural for him.]
[Noble Phantasm]
[God Hand: The Twelve Labors]
[Rank: B]
[Type: Anti-Unit Noble Phantasm]
[Range: ?]
[Max Targets: 1 person]
[A divine blessing and curse bestowed upon Hercules by the gods, forming an immortal Noble Phantasm.]
[—The bearer of this Noble Phantasm has a body as tough as iron armor, nullifies all attacks of Rank B or lower regardless of type, and can resurrect after death. As long as he is not killed twelve times in succession, he will not be annihilated.]
[Moreover, any attack that kills Hercules can only be effective once.]
[On the second time, he gains strong resistance to it.]
(However, if the attack is too powerful, multiple lives may be lost at once.)
(The number of deaths can be recovered, but even a lifetime's worth of mana for a normal magus is hardly enough to restore a single life.)
(If paired with the Purge King as his Master, he only needs half a day to recover one.)
[Nine Lives: Shooting the Hundred Heads]
[Rank: C～A+]
[Type: ?]
[Range: ?]
[Max Targets: ?]
[Among the Noble Phantasms possessed by Heracles, this is the one he trusts the most.]
[A supreme technique once used to slay the Hydra, a nine-headed serpent.]
[Unleashing nine strikes that pierce the heavens and annihilate the earth — a perfect union of divine might and martial skill.]
[After extinguishing the Hydra, he could reproduce this Noble Phantasm's effects even with other weapons.]
[When used with a sword, it manifests as a momentary "nine-hit sword dance"; when used with a spear, it becomes a technique capable of delivering a nine-fold strike in a single breath — a Noble Phantasm that embodies a whole style.]
[—A technique with no known means of transmission, it is truly a "Myth" created by Heracles alone!]
(While summoned as a Berserker, Heracles cannot use Nine Lives.)
...
"Holy shit! A 4A stat sheet?!"
Inside Celestial Curtain, Kinoshita Hideyoshi stood frozen in shock, eyes wide as saucers.
Where's the GM? Where's the supervisor? I'm reporting a goddamn cheater!
Sasaki Kojirou only had one A-rank stat in Agility, and now this? What the actual fuck are we even playing anymore?!
Hideyoshi wanted to cry, but there were no tears left.
Mouri Ran also covered her eyes. In her mind, she'd already pictured her dad in the parallel world getting smashed into pulp by Berserker.
Yukinoshita Yukino fell silent.
According to the PV, she herself was one of the Masters participating in this Holy Grail War.
So that means…
Her enemy is the Purge King, with the strongest Servant, and over a hundred thousand subordinates under his command.
What the fuck is the point anymore? Might as well say goodbye now!
No—more like never meeting again ever, that'd be more accurate!
Countless people silently mourned the fate of the other Masters. Words of comfort stuck in their throats—some even struggled not to laugh.
Natsuki Subaru showed no emotion as he quietly retreated to the back of the crowd.
As expected, what his alternate self did in the parallel world was completely unforgivable by the laws of heaven.
To avoid getting caught up in the collateral damage of his own damn self, the best thing he could do… was to not let anyone notice he was here.
Thud~
It felt like he bumped into someone?
He suddenly had a bad feeling.
Then came the shout of his bastard friend Satou Kazuma:
"Natsuki Subaru is right here!!"
"Baka!!"
Natsuki Subaru cursed out loud, nearly passing out from sheer rage.
Immediately, a wave of piercing gazes shot in his direction, enough to give anyone full-body goosebumps.
A moment full of life—hilarious, tragic, and utterly chaotic.