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"hateful."
Artoria felt her hands were extremely heavy.
"Do you know why I'm still keeping you around, Miss Artoria?"
"why?"
"Because you don't understand love. If you had understood even a little more about human love, perhaps the infighting among the Knights of the Round Table wouldn't have happened?"
"It's nothing more than love, friendship, sexual love, pure love, lust, and affection... If you could understand even a little bit of these emotions, you would have been able to become a real couple long ago."
Moro's voice carried a heart-wrenching evil, yet every word he uttered was undeniably correct.
Human evil is human love.
King Arthur, who did not understand human nature, could not comprehend that Moro's love for humanity was the root of her desire to destroy humanity, and that was why no one could defeat Moro in this realm.
Or rather, only by defeating her can one truly escape the cycle of depravity in the sixth heaven of the desire realm.
The so-called Sixth Heaven Demon King is an existence equal to the Supreme God.
—The second heaven of the Desire Realm, Trayastrimsa Heaven, is also known as the Thirty-Three Heavens. At the center of the summit of Mount Sumeru is the abode of Indra (the Supreme Deity).
Therefore, the current Moro is after stabilizing the entire erG澪2D二翼三冥异点.
Within her universe, she is a true deity of the highest order.
Artoria, wielding the holy sword and its scabbard, could barely maintain her invincibility, but how long she could hold out was unknown even to herself.
Artoria is the quintessential embodiment of Oedipus tragedy.
Ultimately, it all comes down to Merlin's inhumanity and lack of understanding of human nature.
Is this the end...?
Artoria's unwilling voice was unusually hoarse and raspy.
Avalon and the Holy Sword, these Noble Phantasms meant for victory, could not bring her any hope of true triumph. In this so-called "universe," her attacks were like stones thrown into the ocean; no matter how magnificent or dazzling the stones were, they could not shake the ocean in the slightest.
The Knight King doesn't understand people's hearts.
When Tristan left, he said this to King Arthur.
Every renowned knight eventually left her.
Was she destined to perish alone...?
Even if it means destruction, but... she hasn't saved Britain yet, she hasn't rescued the country she swore to protect.
"Alright, I won't say any more to you."
Moro, who came from the universe and manifested in countless forms, looked in a certain direction with his scarlet eyes. In the infinitely expanding universe, someone was approaching.
Moro narrowed his eyes.
That was someone she was fairly familiar with, or rather, someone this body [Sakura] was quite familiar with.
She lifted tiny Rin from the infinitely extending ground.
"That's wonderful. As soon as you were in danger, Father came to your rescue."
Moro Sakura sneered and mocked in a low voice.
"But she left me at the Matou family's house for so long without caring about me. The so-called responsible head of the Tohsaka family... So she really cares about my sister. How nice."
The twin-tailed girl struggled to open her eyes, staring at the massive-breasted demon king now ablaze with white flames, and for a moment she couldn't believe this was Sakura.
Isn't she just a little girl who's only a few years old?
Why did it suddenly swell to the size of its mother?
Lin opened her eyes again in a daze. The atmosphere in the entire space was so terrifying that she couldn't help but shrink her petite body. Her gaze towards Moro was almost devoid of any light.
It seems she still doesn't understand what's going on.
It's too early for this young girl to be exposed to the true darkness of the world; she's ill-equipped to handle such a chaotic and complex situation.
"Could it be that my sister sensed a hint of fear?"
Moro Sakura smiled and licked her lips, gently nuzzling the cheek of the body she was in.
"But..."
“The fear I [Sakura] experienced was a thousand times, ten thousand times, a trillion times more terrifying than this... It was true despair that could twist a young soul.”
"Just watch."
"Although this matter has nothing to do with me [Moro], if I [Sakura] am not satisfied... I will send you to the deepest level of hell."
That is absolute despair, where even happiness cannot exist.
In fact, Moro still cares about Sakura's feelings. After all, they are now the same individual, which means that Black Sakura's anger and despair are also her anger and despair.
Her resentment towards Tokiomi Tohsaka and Zouken Matou is no less than that towards Shiva and Parvati.
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As Tokiomi Tohsaka entered the Greater Grail, he also instantly entered Moro's universe of love. He was prepared and brought all the gems he had accumulated.
As a jewel magician, this is practically all he has. Regardless of how powerful it is, he's confident he could challenge even a weak Servant.
"Sakura, what did you do?"
Tokiomi Tohsaka's magnetic voice rang out.
"I can't sense Gilgamesh's spirit origin, could it be..."
It wasn't the Mage's Association or the Church that tried to stop the girl with words; with Moro's current power, even the Mage's Association or the Church probably couldn't do anything about it.
"Hey, that's right."
Moro's voice was icy.
“I ate Gilgamesh.”
Artoria Tokiomi: "What?!"
The renowned King of Heroes was so easily devoured by his opponent...
Does such a thing even exist in this world?!
Does such a thing even exist in this world?
"That Gilgamesh..."
Tokiomi Tohsaka stood there, stunned: "Eaten?"
"Mmm. Absolutely delicious. The divine magic and spirit origin from that era propelled my evolution forward by a huge leap. Do you understand what that means? The most powerful divine spirits became my nourishment. Hehe..."
The girl's cold laugh was more terrifying than anything else. She let go of her sister, who was bravely holding back her tears, and calmly spoke to her father.
"I will use the Holy Grail to achieve true human salvation, a world where everyone will be loved, where everyone will accept my love... This is my decision."
"Compared to the mere Root, the Holy Grail only has meaning when used in this way. So, Father... will you stop me?"
"Is stopping me for your sister's sake, for the Holy Grail, or—for me?"
Tokiomi Tohsaka clenched his fist.
A look of pain flashed across his deep eyes.
He's an insatiable person; to be honest, he doesn't want to give up any of them.
Ideals and the future.
The magician's tragic wish to reach the source is something he refuses to give up, no matter what.
The future of the magical family, their beloved daughters Rin and Sakura, is something Tokiomi Tohsaka doesn't want to give up either.
He is a true magician.
"The Holy Grail is the bridge between people and the origin, the source of our magicians' sorrow for a thousand years, and also the hope for the next thousand years..."
Tokiomi Tohsaka clenched his fist.
but...
Have you made a decision?
Even if he doesn't choose the Holy Grail, and has to choose between Rin and Sakura...
He quickly arrived at the answer.
"I'm here to save Rin."
Tokiomi Tohsaka finally replied, "I would make this choice no matter how many times I do it."
The Holy Grail can wait until the next Holy Grail War; Sakura is the daughter he has already abandoned.
Only Rin can inherit the Tohsaka family.
As long as Rin Tohsaka is alive, the Tohsaka family will eventually obtain the Holy Grail. Even without the Holy Grail, given Rin's talent, her descendants may still have a chance to reach the Root.
so...
Rin is the most important.
"I will not allow you to use the Holy Grail recklessly, Sakura. And I will save Rin, no matter the cost."
Countless gems of various colors rose up from behind Tokiomi Tohsaka.
"Ah, I knew it."
A hint of resentment flashed in Moro Sakura's eyes.
That was jealousy of her older sister, and anger at the fact that her sister didn't have to suffer.
Why can't I find happiness? [Sakura]'s lingering resentment.
Moro, based on the Black Cherry Blossom, naturally inherited all these emotions.
"Father still chooses my sister..."
Even answering with "I don't want to choose" would make Moro Sakura feel a little better.
“No. Sakura, from a father’s perspective, I really want to save you, but only one person in the Tohsaka family can inherit the Magic Crest, and Rin has the aptitude to control the five elements. For the sake of the development of the magic family, I have no choice.”
"In order to reach the true root—"
That perfectly matches the magician's statement.
Sakura Moro chose the method used by Aika Sajou in a parallel world to curse her father, Hiroki Sajou, in order to hear Tokiomi Tohsaka's answer.
However... what's truly disheartening is...
She didn't hear the answer she wanted.
"So, Father, you don't even have the heart to lie to me?"
"All I feel is regret, but my resolve will not waver. I'm sorry... Matou Sakura."
Even Artoria, a king who doesn't understand human nature, was slightly taken aback.
—Tokiomi Tohsaka, is the Master of Archer really that brave?
"Matou Sakura... Matou Sakura... Hehe ...
A blazing blue flame rose from Moro Sakura's body!
She sneered as flames ignited, and her divinity transformed into an invisible wave that surged towards Tokiomi Tohsaka.
"Well--"
Tokiomi Tohsaka felt an unprecedented pressure, his knees involuntarily bent downwards, his internal organs were churning wildly, his ears were ringing, and blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth.
Whether it was because she herself [Sakura] was not loved that she wanted to love, or whether it was Kama's own love-god-like nature that made her want to love... Mara can no longer tell.
She looked at Tokiomi Tohsaka's pained expression.
A feeling of exhilaration welled up inside me involuntarily.
The desire for revenge gave Sakura an immense sense of pleasure.
"Quickly...stop doing this, Sakura, it's not too late to stop now."
Tokiomi Tohsaka raised his eyes and forced out the words through clenched teeth.
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