Unlimited Blade Works

I am the flesh and bone of my own sword.
Steel flows through my body, and fire is what courses through my blood.
I have created over a thousand blades.
Unknown to death.
Nor known to life.
Many times I have withstood enormous pain to create thousands of weapons.
And yet, those hands that have braved so much will never hold anything.
So as I pray now, I call forth "Unlimited Blade Works."

-Archer, Fate Stay Night,
'Unlimited Blade Works' Chant

Unlimited Blade Works

"Our souls, hard yet firm
Our power, tearing the mountains
Our swords, splitting the water
Our names, reaching the villa
Only one among us can stand under heaven"

-Archer, Fate Stay Night,
'Kansho and Bakuya'

Kansho and Bakuya

Forevermore

I was once flying to the vast skies
When I met someone in the same flight
He had the same virtue when he flies
My life was enlightened by his light

Like two leaves drifting on the calm Wind
We danced and sang: there's no tomorrow
We enjoyed life without being sinned
Wonder why life had to cast the Shadow

My life was best until it happened
A knife stroke me unlike any other
My comrade left me unattended
He traitored me: left in my slumber

With a wounded heart, I was alone
I spread my wings, but I just can't fly
I was left dying on a damned zone
Dosed in despair, why can't I just die?

My story's to end when suddenly
Someone appeared from the dreary night
I was awake: I tended to see
It was Zephyr; my savior, my knight

She molded my soul to live alone
With her by my side, I'll need none more
"Fly exclusively; be no one's clone"
I am the Lone Eagle - forevermore

THE FIFTH ELEMENT: Book 2: Chapter 1

(Note: This is already chapter 1 of Book 2: (Tempest). Previous chapters will be seen HERE)

The Fifth Element

Book 2:

Tempest

Aptitude

Zephyr – quite an unusual name for a usual human. That was because she was not human at all. As said by John earlier, she was a Familiar. Familiars were entities, most probably in the forms of animals or humans that serve their masters under some conditions. When these conditions, often referred to as contracts, are broken even once, the Familiar will abandon its master, and recreating the contract is impossible. It was the law, a divine and absolute rule that oversees all masters and Familiars, and no one ever dared to break it. Breaking it meant disgrace and shame, for you were not obeying the tradition. This law however, although very powerful, governed only a few people – only the magicians were allowed, and perhaps needed, these beings.

Mages often used Familiars for assistance. Some utilized them for ornament. Some controlled them for practical uses, such as for transportation (Vanguard, for example), for carriage, for guarding their homes like watchdogs, and a lot more. Mages used them in various ways, but surely, mages were all the same in exploiting these Familiars for their principal mission – for battle.

Except from Wind Magicians, neophyte mages were snail – like spell casters. Time seemed to torture these amateurs by giving them a very little moment to cast their magic in front of a raging beast, or an adept magician, or a brisk bandit.

That’s where Familiars step in. While mages were casting their spells, their familiars will protect them from the savages, as a tree shielding a child from a storm. For an enigmatic reason, Familiars were bound to protect their masters at any cost, even at the cost of their lives! (Even though they’re not human, they were still mortals, so they still tend to die). It’s a tandem – a duo. It was a symphony of Earth and Wind; of the slow and the fast. It was a partnership between two beings of different classes.

To their masters, Familiars were like pets, maids or swords, but to John, Zephyr was quite different. He treated her as the same way he was considering an actual person. Zephyr ate on a table, slept on a bed, and wore women’s clothes. Why? That’s because, unlike any Familiar, this lady saved her master’s life! In fact, Zephyr should be John’s master! She just intended to follow the Master – Familiar relationship. As a token of appreciation, John coldly befriended his Familiar (for he disliked women since the tragedy happened). On the other hand, this special Familiar was very conservative, calm and obedient to her master.

Now let’s take a look at Charles and to his Familiar, Vanguard. Vanguard, as said before, looked like a large, white wolf. Charles already had his Familiar since his childhood as an eight birthday gift. As his name implies, Vanguard was given to his master to protect him at all costs. Charles’ parents already knew that their son will be alone for the rest of his life, so giving him a protector, or perhaps a friend, would be the best they could do. Vanguard was the last memory that Charles had, so taking care of this Familiar was a great honor for him.

Song of Eurus

The East Winds witt'ly blow
Bringing forth the Dawn of Fall
Dry leaves dance in a playful flow
Do you see how they stroll?

The East Wind strikes in a reckless grandeur
Humorous and odd, yet deadly and fierce
With bizarre arrows that none can endure
He'll kill you in a curious pierce

How can you defeat a mischievous mind,
As he's tapped away from moonlight?
Prowling somewhere, he's impossible to find
Suddenly he strikes; end of the fight

Don't oppose Eurus; don't go near
A thing you can't see, you should fear

Song of Notus

The South Winds brightly blow
Bringing forth the Dawn of Summer
They're the hottest winds you'll ever know
Do you feel how the heats shimmer?

The South Wind strikes in a radiant grandeur
As impulse and grace mold her noble dance
With her charm, all's under her lure
She'll kill you in a fatal stance

How can you defeat her deadly position?
When a hit comes in, the same comes out
She can also assault with keen precision
She does her moves without a single doubt

Those who oppose Notus are helpless beings
Let their death be their own doing

Song of Boreas

The North Winds coldly blow,
Bringing forth the Dawn of Winter
The beam of Hope shall never glow
Do you see how roses wither?

The North Wind strikes in a dreary grandeur
He delivers frost and woe to all humanity
He's visible, but yet there's no cure
He'll kill you in dark insanity

How can you defeat Death itself,
As he descends as snow and hale?
It's impossible to break a boreal shelf
When all faith's gone, you're bound to fail

Oppose Boreas and you shall die
In the virgin snow, your remains shall lie

Song of Zephyr

The West Winds gently blow,
bringing forth the Dawn of Spring
They're serene, but never slow
Do you hear how leaves sing?

The West Wind strikes in a silent grandeur
Without knowing it, you're dead and gone
Can't see it anyhow, that's for sure
She'll kill you in stoic fun

How can you defeat someone stealth?
With slashes and pierces just won't work
Immense speed is her own health
In blind eyes is where she lurks

Try not to oppose Zephyr
These could be the last you'll ever hear