S.O.S from space

As Ritsuka and the group arrived back from the 7th Singularity, Mash coughed out a bird.

"Well, that's something," Mash said, looking at everyone. "Who knew we would have fought a Beast again?"

"Somehow that was easy," Ritsuka said, glancing at Mash. "Even though you got yeeted into seven trees."

Mash rubbed her head sheepishly, "I guess I need to work on my landing."

Ophelia stepped forward, her expression still one of disbelief. "What the fuck was that?" she said, her voice tinged with awe. "How did you guys even won, I mens I happy but still you defeated a beast by your self."

Ritsuka shrugged, trying to downplay his achievement. "I had some help," he said, nodding towards his Umbrel Summons and the other Servants who had fought alongside him.

Before anyone could respond, alarms blared throughout Chaldea, and the communication system crackled to life. Da Vinci's voice came through, urgent and strained. "Ritsuka, Mash, everyone, we have an emergency. We just received an S.O.S from the Servant Universe."

Ritsuka's eyes widened in surprise. "What happened?"

"The message is fragmented, but it came from Space Ishtar. She mentioned something about Oberon and another threat, possibly one of Solomon's seven remnants," Da Vinci explained quickly.

Mash clenched her fists, determination filling her eyes. "We need to go, Senpai. They need our help."

Ophelia looked puzzled. "Wait, how do we even go there? The Servant Universe is in an entirely different place."

Before anyone could answer, a blast of light filled the room. From the radiant beam emerged Mystery Heroine X (MHX), looking around urgently.

"We don't have much time," MHX said, her voice firm. "Space Ishtar is holding off Oberon and another of Goetia's remnants, but she can't do it alone. I came here to get reinforcements."

Ritsuka stepped forward, his resolve unwavering. "How do we get to the Servant Universe?"

MHX nodded. "I can open a portal, but it will take all of my energy. Once you're there, you'll have to find a way back on your own."

Da Vinci quickly interjected, "We can handle that. Just get them there safely, MHX."

MHX extended her hand, creating a swirling vortex of energy. "This will take you to the Servant Universe. Be prepared for anything."

Ritsuka, Mash, and the rest of the team stepped forward, ready for the journey. "Thank you, MHX," Ritsuka said.

MHX gave a determined nod. "Good luck. We'll be counting on you."

With that, the team stepped into the portal, their forms disappearing into the swirling light. As they emerged on the other side, they found themselves in the midst of a cosmic battlefield. Space Ishtar, in her Truth God form, was locked in a fierce battle with Oberon, who had transformed into a terrifying amalgamation of his two selves.

As everyone gathered on deck, Ritsuka surveyed the assembled Servants, feeling a surge of determination. "Let's go," he declared, his voice filled with resolve.

Minamoto no Tametomo, Sigurd, Brynhildr, Tenochtitlan, Edmond, Kriemhild, Jack, BB, and the others all nodded in agreement, ready to face whatever awaited them on the other side of the portal.

As they arrived in the Servant Universe, their eyes fell upon the chaotic battlefield before them. Space Ishtar, locked in combat with the transformed Oberon, was fighting valiantly, but she needed their help.

Jalter, always quick to speak her mind, voiced what everyone was thinking. "What the fuck is that?" she exclaimed, her eyes narrowing as she took in the sight of the giant bug looming before them.

Ritsuka scanned the battlefield, his mind racing as he assessed the situation. "We don't have time to figure that out right now," he said, his voice firm. "We need to focus on defeating Oberon and assisting Space Ishtar."

With a collective nod, the group sprang into action, each Servant unleashing their unique abilities in a coordinated assault against the monstrous threat before them. As the battle raged on, Ritsuka and his allies fought with unwavering determination, their resolve unshakeable in the face of adversity.

Together, they pressed forward, their combined strength and skill proving to be more than a match for their formidable adversaries. With each strike and spell cast, they chipped away at Oberon's defenses, inching closer to victory with every passing moment.

As the battle reached its climax, Ritsuka felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins. With a final, decisive blow, he unleashed a burst of energy that struck true, shattering Oberon's monstrous form and bringing an end to the chaos.

As everyone was sent flying from the force of the blast, Space Ishtar landed among them, her power visibly weakening as she struggled to maintain her form.

"Run," she urged, her voice strained with effort. "We need to retrieve and regather our strength."

Ritsuka and the others wasted no time in heeding her warning, scrambling to their feet and making a hasty retreat from the battlefield. With Space Ishtar leading the way, they fled from the chaotic scene, their hearts pounding with adrenaline as they raced to safety.

As they put distance between themselves and their adversaries, Ritsuka spared a glance back at the battlefield, his mind filled with a mixture of relief and determination. Though they had been forced to retreat for now, he knew that their fight was far from over.

With Space Ishtar's guidance, they would regroup and plan their next move, ready to face whatever challenges awaited them in the days ahead. For now, their priority was to ensure their safety and recover from the intense battle they had just endured.

As everyone was taking a rest, as Mash looks at Ritsuka

Senpai. Mash said remebring the lost belt files. How did we win agrent Oberon last time. Mash said loud enough only Ritsuka can hear

Ritsuka's brow furrowed in deep thought as Mash raised a critical question about their previous encounter with Oberon.

"Last time, Castoria played a crucial role in neutralizing Oberon's threat," Ritsuka replied, his voice low to ensure only Mash could hear. "But without her here, we'll need to come up with a different strategy."

He paused, considering Mash's observation about Oberon's significance to Britain's fate. "You're right," he continued, his expression grave. "Oberon is a nuclear option for Britain. If he's unleashed without restraint, the consequences could be catastrophic."

Mash nodded, her own expression reflecting the weight of their situation. "So, what's our plan?" she asked, her voice tinged with urgency.

Ritsuka's gaze hardened with resolve as he considered their options. "First, we need to gather as much information as we can about Oberon and his capabilities," he said. "Then, we'll need to devise a strategy to confront him and neutralize the threat he poses."

With a determined nod, Mash agreed to the plan, knowing that their success depended on careful planning and unwavering determination. Together, they would face Oberon and whatever challenges lay ahead, ready to fight for the safety of Britain and all of humanity.

Meanwhile with Oberon he was there as he block an attack being sent flying as he saw it was light saber as it was a hooded figure as he looked at Oberon

As Oberon recovered from the attack and turned to face his assailant, he was met with the sight of a hooded figure wielding a lightsaber. The air crackled with tension as the two adversaries squared off, each sizing up the other with cautious determination.

"Who dares to challenge me?" Oberon demanded, his voice echoing with authority as he faced the mysterious figure.

The hooded figure remained silent, their features obscured by the shadows of their cloak. With a graceful flourish, they brandished their lightsaber, its blade humming with deadly energy as they prepared to strike.

Oberon narrowed his eyes, his senses alert as he prepared to defend himself against the impending attack. Despite the uncertainty surrounding his opponent's identity, he remained steadfast in his resolve to protect Britain and fulfill his mission.

With a sudden burst of speed, the hooded figure launched themselves forward, their lightsaber flashing with blinding speed as they closed the distance between them and Oberon. In a flurry of precise strikes and calculated maneuvers, they unleashed a barrage of attacks, each one aimed with deadly accuracy.

Oberon met the onslaught head-on, his own magical abilities weaving a defensive barrier around him as he deflected the incoming blows with expert precision. Despite the ferocity of the hooded figure's assault, he remained resolute, his determination unwavering in the face of adversity.

As the battle raged on, the clash of lightsaber against magic filled the air, each strike echoing with the intensity of their confrontation. With each passing moment, Oberon and his mysterious adversary fought with unyielding determination, each refusing to back down in their pursuit of victory.

As the dust settled and the echoes of battle faded, Oberon and the hooded figure remained locked in a tense standoff, their breaths coming in ragged gasps as they assessed each other's strength and resolve. In the midst of uncertainty and danger, one thing was clear: the fate of servant verse hung in the balance, and only one would emerge victorious from this clash of titans.

Trace on. The hooded figure said as another light saber was formed. Take this

As Oberon was sent flying as he just looked at the figures

Why does that. Oberon said looking at him. Should so irritating, and why do I get the feeling to call you a faker

The hooded figure smirked beneath their cloak, their eyes gleaming with amusement at Oberon's frustration.

"Ah, so you've figured it out," they said, their voice tinged with a hint of mockery. "I suppose it's only fitting that you recognize your superior."

With a flourish of their lightsaber, they advanced on Oberon once more, their movements fluid and precise as they pressed the attack. Oberon gritted his teeth, his irritation growing with each passing moment as he struggled to keep pace with his enigmatic adversary.

As the battle raged on, Oberon couldn't shake the feeling of familiarity that lingered in the back of his mind. There was something about the hooded figure's demeanor, their fighting style, that reminded him of someone he had encountered in the past.

But amidst the chaos of battle, Oberon had little time to dwell on such thoughts. With each strike of the lightsaber and burst of magic, he focused all of his energy on defending himself and finding a way to gain the upper hand against his elusive opponent.

As the clash of blades and magic filled the air, Oberon's determination burned bright, his resolve unwavering in the face of adversity. Whether facing a mysterious hooded figure or confronting the challenges that lay ahead, he knew that he would emerge victorious, no matter the odds stacked against him.

As then the hooded figure was attack as he saw it was woman with dark skin, yellow glowing eyes, curved horn as she had dark like wings, a quit of big chest her outfit let little to the imagination

Took you long enough. Oberon said looking at her. What took you so long Foreigner Jacques da Molay

Foreigner Jacques de Molay smirked, her yellow eyes glinting with amusement as she regarded Oberon with a mixture of disdain and confidence.

"Apologies for the delay, Oberon," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I had other matters to attend to before dealing with the likes of you."

With a graceful flourish, she summoned forth her otherworldly powers, the air crackling with energy as she prepared to unleash her full strength upon her opponent.

"Now, let's see what you're truly made of," she taunted, her wings unfurling as she launched herself at the hooded figure with deadly precision.

As then then hooded figure blocked her attack being sent flying as Oberon went for his attack as the Hooded figure scream out a name

I am the bone of my sword. He said as his magic grew. Blade is my body fire is blood, so I pray Rho Aias.

As Sakura shilde was formed as each of it's lawyer broker as the dust clear the hood figure was no were to be Found

As the dust settled, revealing the aftermath of Oberon's attack, the hooded figure was nowhere to be found. Oberon's expression twisted into a mix of frustration and disappointment as he scanned the area, searching for any sign of his elusive adversary.

"Where did they go?" Oberon muttered, his voice tinged with irritation. "They couldn't have just disappeared."

Meanwhile, Ritsuka and the others watched the scene unfold, their attention focused on the mysterious hooded figure and the hooded figure unexpected invocation of Rho Aias.

"What was that?" Mash asked, her voice filled with curiosity as she turned to Ritsuka for answers.

Ritsuka shook his head, his brow furrowed in thought. "I'm not sure," he admitted. "But whatever it was, it seems like Oberon and that hooded figure are more than they appear."

As the group pondered the significance of the encounter, a sense of unease settled over them. With Oberon and the hooded figure still at large, it was clear that their journey was far from over. As they prepared to continue their search, they remained vigilant, knowing that the true nature of their adversaries had yet to be revealed.

Meanwhile in a different place the hooded figure seat down talking a deep breath he took of his hood, he had red hair, red eyes as he was talking a deep breath, this was Shiro Emiya but not the one from earth no this is Servant verse shiro Emiya

Oh god. He said talking deep breath. What was I thinking

As Shiro Emiya took a moment to collect himself, the weight of his actions and the gravity of the situation began to sink in. With a heavy heart, he reflected on the choices that had led him to this moment, the burdens he carried, and the challenges that lay ahead.

"I never imagined it would come to this," Shiro murmured, his voice tinged with regret. "But I can't afford to hesitate now. Lives are at stake, and I must do whatever it takes to protect them."

As he contemplated his next move, Shiro's thoughts turned to the events that had brought him to the Servant Verse, the struggles he had faced, and the allies he had encountered along the way. Despite the odds stacked against him, he remained determined to see his mission through to the end, no matter the cost.

With renewed resolve, Shiro donned his hood once more, concealing his identity from prying eyes. As he prepared to face the challenges that lay ahead, he drew strength from the knowledge that he was not alone, that his allies stood by his side, ready to support him in his quest for justice and redemption.

With a final, determined nod, Shiro rose to his feet, his eyes blazing with determination. Whatever trials awaited him, he would face them head-on, confident in his ability to overcome any obstacle in his path. For in the end, he knew that the fate of the Servant Verse rested in his hands, and he would not rest until he had fulfilled his destiny.

Meanwhile in Chaldea MHX was looking at Archer Emiya, as he looked back her at with a plate of food, as Artoria was just looking at her servant verse self

By any chance your name is Shiro Emiya. MHX said looking at Archer. Is it

To be continued

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