Pain is not a feeling that would normally be associated with victory, but it so happened to be for one Shirou Emiya as his victory was short lived. He floated aimlessly in a void of darkness, feeling as his body began eroding away. 'How did it come to this?" He thought.

The Holy Grail had been destroyed and Saber had faded away along with it. Though sad that Saber was gone, he could do nothing to change it. After a moment or two, Rin made her way towards him carrying an unconcious Shinji.

Perhaps it was then, when he had let his guard down that he was enveloped by a dark rift that had opened up beside him; he couldn't clearly remember, the pain flowing through his body too much to bare.

He stared forward at the light that had suddenly appeared at the far expanses of the void; at the light that was sure to be better than the dark. He moved towards it, but his body's condition severely hindered him and forced him to a halt. The movement however, had been enough to set him drifting towards it.

He relaxed as he drew nearer to the light, its rays soothing his pain.

The light embraced him, wrapping its ribbon like rays around him and pulled him out of the void.

He felt the cold ground against his back as he darted his eyes around. He was in an illuminated cave, the light originating from a man in armor reminiscent of Sabers. (Fate Prototype version.)

The man's face however, was hidden from view as he had his back turned to him.

He attempted to sit up, but found that his body would no longer move due to his extensive injuries.

"It hath been centuries since I last laid eyes on man, but to think it would be a man as heavily curs'd as thou." The man said as the man turned to face him.

His eyes widened as Sabers face stared at him.

"S-Saber?" He said on reflex.

"Mine name is Arthur Pendragon. What is thy name, human?"

Taking a second to collect himself, he stared Arthur in the eyes.

"...Shirou...Emiya." He groaned out.

"Thy name suites thee well."

Arthur stood up and approached him, before astonishment alighted his face.

"Thou possesses mine sheath."

He narrowed his eyes in suspicion as Arthur's eyes glowed white before reverting back to the regular teal. He watched as a thoughtful look appeared on Arthur's face before it suddenly became serious.

"Thou hast liv'd a hard life and mine other self respects thou greatly." Arthur kneel'd next to him. "Thou wast born from fire and made durable through thyn ideals." He watched as an orb of golden light formed on Arthur's hand. "And thy soul is that of true temper'd steel; unbending and unyielding to any and all adversaries."

He stared as the orb in Arthur's hand shot up into the air and burst; the energy within the orb shooting out and surrounding them in a thin transparent veil. Images of battles long lost through time flashed across the veils surface as Arthur stood up on his feet.

"Thy past and ideals makes thou worthy of mine respect and as such, I offer thou a proposition."

He watched as Arthur's figure began radiating energy, the air around them twisting into a frenzy.

"Shirou Emiya. Thy body is broken and heavily taint'd by a curse, but it's possible f'r me to save thee. Doth thou wish to be sav'd regardless of the consequences?"

He thought about his life, a single life that had been saved where others had died, and the answer naturally came to him.

"Yes."

"Very well."

Arthur's form wavered before the energy bursting out from him in waves dyed the area in fluorescent gold.

He shut his eyes to keep from blinding himself and by the time he opened them again he realized that he was now standing alone and uninjured. He looked over himself and felt oddly powerful as he felt an abundant amount of power circulating within him; leagues above what he was used to. He looked around, but could not find Arthur anywhere.

"Arthur?" He called out.

"Yes?"

He spun around towards the direction in which he thought he heard the voice, but there was nothing there.

"Where are you?" He finnaly asked.

There was a pause before Arthur spoke.

"Within thou."

"What do you mean." He asked as he scanned his body for any abnormalities.

"Thy body was curs'd beyond saving. Thus I hast fus'd our souls together, leaving thy original body behind." Arthur's voice sounded remorseful. "'Twas the only way."

"So you mean we're sharing this body?"

"More or less, but it would seem that thou art the one in control."

"How is such a thing possible?"

"Because thy soul is of steel."

"Steel?"

"A conversation f'r another time. What is important howev'r is that thou shouldst now that I am a god of steel. "

His eyes widened as his thoughts ran rampant within his mind. "If what Arthur said is true, then that would mean-"

"-That through me, thou can be considered a god." Arthur said.

"You can read my mind?" He asked curiously.

"Nay, but I couldst guess about what thou wast thinking. For now, let us leave this cave."

"Fine." He said as began to search for a way out.

Well. This idea is just one that wouldn't leave my mind so I wrote it out.