Humanity and the World Don’t Need Saving by Others

"Born of earth, swallowed by wind, filled by water, kindled by fire, disease vanishes."

The spell echoed across the battlefield.

"Immorality shatters its own skull, righteousness guides its own bloodstream to sanctity."

The ground began to tremble.

"A giant body like a spiritual peak, its strength akin to a mountain of stone, bearing the form of the guardian of all nations, the ruler of all nations, the arbiter of all nations."

A colossal figure slowly emerged amid the battlefield's rumble.

"Though you are a clump of mud, you are not mud; though you are human, you are not human. You are the one standing in the garden, the one mastering the garden, you are our dream, our hope, our love."

At that moment, the golem tasked with rewriting the world was born into it.

"Embrace the name of the Holy Spirit, you are the Primordial Human (Adam)."

The spell concluded.

Under the gazes of all observing the battlefield, the giant golem slowly rose.

The golem stood about fifteen meters tall, its form not much different from typical golems. Its body was made of stone, earth, and wood, appearing immensely heavy. Combined with its massive size, it resembled an ancient city shaped like a human, exuding a primordial aura.

However, as the giant golem appeared, the surrounding land began to transform.

Vegetation sprouted at a visibly rapid pace, flowers and grasslands turning into fruit-bearing groves upon contact with the giant. Various animals—birds, beasts, insects—appeared from nowhere, as if on a pilgrimage, gathering around the golem, circling it endlessly.

A scene like the mythical Garden of Eden unfolded before everyone.

It was breathtakingly beautiful.

Yet, only one—no, two people immediately sensed something was wrong.

"Lord Naoki!"

Gray's voice called from the Vimana. Earlier, anticipating battle, Naoki had instructed Gray and Caren to stand by on the Vimana.

Leaping agilely from the Vimana, Gray approached Naoki—or rather, judging by her gaze and tone, it was Jeanne now.

"That golem… it's extremely dangerous!"

The moment the golem appeared, Jeanne received a revelation, clearly understanding its abilities. The beautiful scene was actually the result of forcibly altering the world. As long as the golem persisted, the world would erode, gradually trapped in Paradisification.

In short, this golem was a self-moving Unique Realm.

Naoki understood this clearly, not because he already knew, but because he felt it. His faint fairy-like traits made him highly sensitive to changes in the world. Deep within, he even felt a slight joy at the world gradually transforming into a kind of paradise.

Perhaps for fairies and spirits, this so-called "paradise" was more suitable.

"It's complete, my Noble Phantasm."

Standing on the golem's shoulder, Avicebron gazed at it with a tone of unprecedented satisfaction.

In life, he had sacrificed everything for this Noble Phantasm but failed to complete it, failed to realize his heart's dream. Now, with the golem finished, he could finally—

"Very well, my golem! Let us begin saving the world! Through battle, slaughter, and destruction, build your paradise! This tedious fight ends here! This tedious society will also meet its end!"

"Let us save this world, save all of humanity!"

With overflowing emotion he had never felt before, Avicebron looked down, directing his gaze below.

"First, we start here!"

*CRING!*

The golem's eyes glowed brightly as Avicebron's voice fell. A fierce wind roared as its giant fist rose, crashing toward the Black Faction Masters below like a meteor.

Avicebron cared little for these Masters. As long as his Noble Phantasm was complete, he didn't mind who his Master was. Now that it was done, these people were useless—worse, for his ideals, the Magi who sparked this conflict were targets to be eliminated.

*THUD!*

A heavy rumble echoed, dust and impact sweeping the land.

No one could withstand this blow. Even for a Servant, facing a heavy strike of pure physical mass, choosing to block it was reckless.

But if it wasn't a human…

*HOOOSH!*

A fierce wind cleared the dust.

Standing among the Black Faction Masters, who had fainted from the impact, Naoki raised one hand, forcibly stopping the Primordial Giant's fist just above his head.

Then—

"Begone."

An impact erupted with the spoken command. It wasn't physical or a Magecraft effect but a rejection of all foreign entities by the space itself. The giant fist halted above Naoki's head was instantly reduced to dust by the space.

Long golden hair fluttered under the moonlight.

Naoki in Tsukihime mode.

Through his Soul Eater Mystic Eyes, Naoki's now-golden eyes gazed at the primordial being before him.

[Naoki, I don't like this stone golem,] Arcueid said to Naoki, slightly annoyed.

[Forcing the world to change like that—I can feel the world complaining. And what it's doing is an affront to me, right? It's challenging my Reality Marble's authority, isn't it?]

"I don't think it's thinking that far. It just wants to save the world."

[That's just wishful thinking, honestly. The world isn't so fragile that it needs saving by something like this. Why's it talking to itself like that?]

"You'll meet another one. And I know someone else with the same ideals."

Avicebron, Amakusa Shirou Tokisada, Emiya Kiritsugu.

Those who wished to save the world, to save all of humanity—there were many with such thoughts, all taking actions to achieve this goal.

But as Arcueid said, they were too idealistic, too self-absorbed.

The desire for peace, for salvation, wasn't wrong. No one didn't want world peace; no one didn't want an end to human conflict. But this was symbiotic with human history, always accompanying it through conflict and struggle, yet also an inseparable part of human progress.

Thus—

"The will to save humanity and the world—I respect you for it. But unfortunately, humanity and the world don't need saving. There's no Garden of Eden without suffering in this world."

Facing the primordial being rising again, Naoki soared upward, climbing higher than it, closer to the moon.

Fall.

"—Moon Fall."

With a calm command, the deep red moon that had destroyed Yggdmillennia Castle descended once more.