Fate: The Rise of Shikama Douji

After the death of Vortigern, Britain was finally freed from chaos. The fame of King Arthur, the King of Knights, spread throughout the island and even beyond. It seemed that the peace and stability of this era were destined to last forever, but Shikama Doji, the creator of the Age of Gods, claimed that such a thing was impossible. The future of the island appeared dark. Artoria chose Guinevere as her queen, but when Guinevere discovered that Artoria was actually a woman, her expression was It was interesting. Shikama Doji could say that he had been eagerly awaiting this moment. You might wonder what the false identity the Pope had created for Shikama Doji was. The answer is a Roman nobleman. That's right, a Roman nobleman. During this period, the Holy Catholic Church held significant power and influence.

Time passed, and the terrible curse of the end of the Age of Gods became apparent. Farming became harder and harder. A great famine, even worse than during Vortigern's time, engulfed the island. The death of Vortigern, the White Dragon and the embodiment of the island's will, accelerated the decline of the Age of Gods. Most of the mythical creatures that had not gone to the Reverse Side of the World or the realm of fantasy died immediately due to the fading of ether. Merlin, the royal court sage, disappeared. The island's condition worsened, and it seemed everything was heading towards destruction.

In a royal chamber, Artoria was seen staring at documents in despair. She knew about the end of the Age of Gods, but she didn't realize it was this severe. No matter what she did, the situation worsened, and everything seemed hopeless. She sent several Knights of the Round Table to search for the Holy Grail. Only the Holy Grail seemed to be the solution to this situation. What could she do now? Her subjects were dying of hunger, strange and contagious diseases appeared out of nowhere, and bizarre curses caused people to die suddenly. It was as if the apocalypse had come.

At that moment, an idea struck her. Sigama, her mysterious friend, usually resided in the castle and sometimes went to the city. During her travels, Artoria had gained a slight understanding of Sigama's character. Sigama saw everything as entertainment, and his power was beyond imagination. During their journey, he did many things that defied logic. If anyone could help her in this situation, it was Sigama. Without hesitation, she stood up and left the room. Many servants bowed in respect upon seeing the king. The distance to Shikama Doji's room wasn't far, and Artoria quickly arrived. She knocked quietly and entered. She saw Shikama Doji smiling as he drank wine and gazed out the window.

"What's wrong, Artoria? It's rare for you to come to me," Shikama Doji replied without turning around. Artoria stared at Shikama Doji, one of the few people who knew her secret of being a woman.

"Sigama, I need your help. As a friend, I beg you to use your power. At least for a short time, solve the famine and other problems until we find the Holy Grail," Artoria replied in despair, slightly bowing. This was a rare sight. Shikama Doji turned around and stared at Artoria with a smile.

"If this is a request from my dear friend, of course, I won't refuse," Shikama Doji smiled gently. Numerous magical circles surrounded him. Runes that seemed capable of distorting everything appeared, as if from dimensions beyond the third dimension. Suddenly, a magical circle formed in the sky above the island, and people stared at it in amazement. The magical circle shone, and golden light flowed from it towards the farmlands. In an instant, the dry and lifeless crops began to stir. Green sprouts emerged from the soil and grew at an unbelievable speed. Stalks grew tall, and clusters of wheat, barley, and corn matured within seconds. It was as if time had rapidly advanced, and nature had been commanded by a supernatural force.

"Father, look! The wheat is growing!"

"My wounds are healed! This is a miracle. Oh, God, thank you for this miracle."

"Oh, God, you have not forsaken your lambs."

From all over the island, people knelt and began to give thanks and pray. It was as if a miracle from the scriptures had occurred. Artoria stared at this scene with wide eyes. With her keen vision, she could see several kilometers away. Even the ether in the air began to rebuild, as if they had returned to several centuries ago.

"Sigama, I don't know how to thank you. I will always remember this favor," Artoria said excitedly, as if the cold mask of King Artoria had been momentarily lifted. Shikama Doji only smiled in response and watched Artoria leave. Shikama Doji was very interested in seeing what would happen to the causality of fate with this action. Of course, with his clairvoyance, he knew that ultimately, nothing would change. As Shikama Doji expected, fate eventually moved everything forward.

Mordred was born and quickly joined the Round Table. Some time later, Lancelot and Queen Guinevere began an illicit affair. When it was exposed, Lancelot betrayed and fled with Queen Guinevere. The Round Table began to crumble, and the Knights of the Round Table dispersed. Eventually, the infamous betrayal of the rebellious knight, Mordred, occurred. While Artoria had gone to Rome, Mordred rebelled. The entire island was engulfed in the flames of war, and blood flowed like rivers everywhere. Artoria was fighting Mordred. After several hours of combat, she finally managed to thrust her spear into Mordred's chest. Mordred's eyes widened, as if he wanted to say something, but due to his wounds, he couldn't. Finally, he fell on the lifeless bodies of thousands of other knights. Artoria, exhausted, stared at the sky. "What happened? Where did I go wrong?" These questions spread through her mind. At that moment, a blue light appeared before Artoria, and her sister, Morgan, appeared. She held Grimoire 999 and stared at Artoria with a mad grin. Artoria stared at Morgan with a tired gaze. She knew the fight was inevitable. She swung her sword and charged at Morgan.

Shikama Doji, amused, stood atop the burning castle, gazing at this chaos. His body began to glow, and this vessel began to crack. It was time to return. Return to his true body. This vessel, whose existence depended on Shikama Doji, cracked with his departure and shattered like a broken mirror, turning into golden light.