Shirou looks at Zelretch in annoyance, "How in the name of the Root do I have a rank in Divinity… and why is Gaia trying to kill me?!"

The two are at the Emiya workshop as Rin is currently once again trying to create a necklace fueled by the Kaleidoscope. Apparently, after being able to recreate the Jeweled Sword, Rin Tohsaka decided to create her own Mystic Code. According to her ranting letters from the Clock Tower, the necklace kept on exploding despite whatever care or preparation she will have the moment she channels the Kaleidoscope into it.

Zelretch grins as he looks at the young man. "It appears that you came from a different dimension. And since you are from a different dimension, Gaia will immediately strive to remove you. It is interesting to know that there is another entity out there somewhere that can use dimensional magecraft."

"So?" Shirou's eyebrow twitches in annoyance, before he doubles over in pain as another wave of agony lances across his Magic Circuits. "Gah!" he spat out for what seems to be the 100th time today.

"I know what to do." Zelretch bops his hand after impassively watching Shirou cry out in pain, "Can you trace Rule Breaker? I'll link it to my Magic Circuits and stab you with it. Then maybe we can discover just what you are and maybe remove the anchor that is keeping you in this dimension."

"Can I say something to Rin?" Shirou asks as he traces out Rule Breaker, wincing once more as his Magic Circuits once again cry out.

"Sure." Zelretch lazily responds as he wrests control of the Noble Phantasm from Shirou. "I'll tell her."

"Rin," Shirou begins "I'm sorry that I cannot see your tsundere expression again."

Zelretch laughs boisterously, "Is Archer influencing you? I thought you hate him!"

"No." Shirou explains, "Even if I hate how he trashes our ideals, he is just a guy stuck in a perversion of our dream."

Zelretch nods, wondering why this version of Shirou has a much more favorable viewpoint of the Counter Guardian. Zelretch than realized something.

"Wait." Zelretch asks as he holds Rule Breaker over Shirou's skin, "Can you try and trace a Divine Construct for me?"

"What do you mean?" Shirou asks, "You know that I cannot comprehend… fine, I'll try."

Trace On

Suddenly a flash of prana explodes out of Shirou and a golden chain appears in his hand. "What." Shirou states with a bewildered expression on his face. Somewhere, deep within him, he feels fear when gazing upon it, as if he will lose a bit of himself. He quickly dismisses it.

"Huh, I wonder why Rule Breaker didn't break the concealment magecraft before when Medea stabbed you." Zelretch wondered, then he realized that he is powering himself with the Kaleidoscope to power it on instinct. "So, your concealment magcraft extends beyond your skin and the mystery is currently dissolving."

Zelretch can feel the sheer amount of prana required to channel it. Suddenly, a loud crack can be heard as Shirou whips his head up.

"Oh crap!" Shirou yelps, "The Bounded Field is being destroyed by Gaia!"

"I know Skippy!" Zelretch roars in amusement, a life and death scenario with the World itself nipping at their heels, how amusing. "My own are also starting to crack. Well then, it's time to complete the destruction of the magecraft."

And with that, the iridescent blade is stuck in Shirou's arm. "Arghh!" he cries out in agony as the dagger rips through the enchantment placed upon him and Gaia's pressure starts to double upon his spirituala circuits.

Zelretch then notices something hilarious. The auburn-haired magus is growing breasts! Who knew that the harem king is actually a chick! Shirou's body starts to fade as whatever anchors him to this dimension is loosened.

"Well boy-or is it girl?-, I cannot let you go without something for amusing me so well." Zelretch ponders. He can't give Shirou a class card, seeing as the girl can fake Noble Phantasms. He doesn't have any Kaleidosticks at ready. Eh. Zelretch shrugs, might as well give the lady some things to get her feet up. He tapes a letter and a bag of jewels to the vanishing body.

"Thanks for providing such an amusing turnabout." the Dead Apostle mockingly salutes Shirou as she dissolves into motes of light as she vacates this reality.

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A Different Kind of P.O.V.:

"Where the fuck do we put these?" Clotho cries out in annoyance as she held up a thread made of steel. "So much has to be replaced now!"

Normally, the fates are above such usage of expletives, but this thread is going to unravel their entire tapestry. In addition, the thread will ruin the entire look of the tapestry.

"Time to buy steel cutters." Atropos mutters as she wanders out of the temple, her fingers nor scissors can't cut something made of steel after all.

In a tent in the Wilds of Canada, Artemis, Goddess of the Hunt, gasps as she wakes up. Her daughter has returned to her.

"Atalanta Yajirushi." came the unbidden words to her lips as she looks up to the full moon.

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Huh, I actually wrote this. Interesting. Anyway, I really didn't know what inspired me to write another story. I doubt it's because of the Cadaver Lab we had to go visit. Meh. Have a nice night.

Tata!