EMIYA

"It's been a year and no sign of Alaya." I mused to myself as I approached a summoning circle.

"But then again, I am here." I thought dryly.

After everything that happened. I finally decided to green light a summoning to happen. The Church's war against the alliance still continued to put more and more lives in danger. No longer caring about just keeping Humanity safe and protected, but also keeping to themselves.

It turns out their Chief God is nothing more than just an evil machine god that took over the former Chief God's position. Keeping Humanity safe was just a cover for it to build its army of holy machines.

The most fanatic of church members joined its side. Transforming them into quite literally. Holy Terminator/Cyborg creations.

We fought against them valiantly, but casualties are getting bigger on our side than theirs, as the world has the materials they can harvest near infinitely. From the metals, to the corpses to reanimate. Our side's deaths are their new pawns.

So this war of attrition is more likely our defeat if we don't do something. Hence this summoning circle directly created on top of the largest leyline in the main continent.

Which is... Conveniently under Castle Lescatie.

"Emiya, are you sure this will win us the war?" I heard Druella ask me as she floated next to me.

"Depends... But if we could summon multiple times rather than just once. Then yes. I know a few servants that could win this war in our favor... Despite one of them disliking me to an unhealthy degree." I muttered the last part, but Druella clearly heard me as she looked at me with a raised brow.

"That doesn't sound good." She replied.

"It's not, trust me. His two counterparts are the only ones I could somewhat get along with. But we aren't summoning him... But without a catalyst." I continued, frowning at the fact that this summoning could be detrimental.

"Well, what can we do?" Druella asked, curious if I had any solutions.

"Nothing, we continue with the ritual." I replied, now stopping just at the edge of the summoning circle.

"Sir Emiya. Preparations are complete." A Baphomet approached and spoke to me. I gave her a nod and she backed off alongside her fellow Baphomets.

Normally, chanting here would focus my mana towards the circle. But right now. We are in a bind.

So without chanting a servant summoning ritual. I merely raised my hand, projected a mundane blade, and punctured my finger. Letting my Mana rich blood to leak and fall on the summoning circle.

Immediately, once my blood touched the circle. It glowed bright. It was white at first, before turning gold... And immediately becoming an amalgamation of colors reminiscent of a Kaleidoscope.

I frowned, unsure of what could happen. So I motioned everyone to step away, doing so myself just in case the ritual is a disaster.

Then the multitude of lights glowed brighter to the point that I had to cover my eyes from the brightness. The light lasted for a few seconds before dimming down. Allowing everyone to see which Servant I summoned.

I was the first to take a look, and immediately I felt a headache forming.

There, in the middle pf the circle... Stood no other than a group of people. Both familiar and unfamiliar.

We all looked at each other, before one of them screamed out my name that I didn't want to hear.

"Shirou!"

Then, all hell broke loose.

"Emiya-kun!?"

"Senpai!?"

"Sherou!"

"Onii-chan!"

The first to tackle me was none other than Illya, wearing a pink magical girl outfit. Next came Sakura, or in this case. Kama. Then both Ereshkigal and Ishtar who thankfully didn't tackle me like the two. Well... Ishtar grabbing Eresh by her cloak to stop her from joining the dog pile.

I groaned in discomfort, before Kama immediately stopped what she was doing and scrawled away from me in shock.

"Eh!? Why did I do that?! Why did I call you Senpai?!" She panicked, but before anything else could happen.

A near identical copy of Illya came to my vision. A smug, and bratty smile on her face.

Instead of having pale skin, she had a darker coloration similar to mine, with a shinier platinum colored hair with a pinkish glow, and a bright golden-pink eye color that radiates smugness.

"Well well, seems like someone does have a brother complex." She smugly teased a now frozen Illya.

"Shut the hell up, Chloe!" Illya denied, before prying herself off me and charged at Chloe, who grinned and matched her charge.

Now with the added weight gone. I got up from the ground, patting myself off of dust before focusing on who else I summoned.

My eyes landed on her.

Her emerald eyes gazed upon me with wariness and an expectant look.

"Saber." I said.

"Archer." She greeted back.

We stared at each other for a long moment, before I broke it with a sigh.

"I'm doing better." I told her, and her tense shoulders visibly relaxed.

"That... That's nice to hear that you're keeping your promise to Rin." She replied, a half smile on her face.

There was an awkward silence between us. With tension that could be cut with a dull knife.

"Yahello~ We're here too, Shirou~" The awkward silence was thankfully cut off by none other than Irisviel. Wearing something akin to a sexualized pope outfit. I looked away, not wanting the ire of my old man besides her.

Kiritsugu and I just nodded at each other, which made Irisviel pout adorably at us.

"Mou! This isn't how you greet your family, Shirou!" She yelled, frustrated.

Kiritsugu sighed, before dragging Irisviel away in an attempt to placate her tantrum. Which allowed both Ishtar and Ereshkigal to approach me.

"Arche- No... Shirou." Ishtar said, stuttering and doing her best not to break down in front of me.

"Tohsaka... Been a while. How's being a Goddess treating you... Both of you?" I asked, and before any of them could answer. Eresh took the opportunity to wrap me in a hug.

"I'm glad you're making an effort to your promise, Shirou." Eresh spoke, before Ishtar had to pry her off me.

"Hey! What made you do that?!" She complained with a blush. To which Eresh just stuck out her tongue at her.

Woth both goddesses now arguing. I felt someone hug me from behind, and I turned to get a glimpse of Kama, or rather Sakura.

Having transformed into her adult form. Sakura's face gently twisted into a warm smile as she embraced me from behind.

"Senpai... I missed you, you know?" Sakura said, pushing herself more onto my back.

"I'm glad to see you too, Sakura... Are you sure it's alright for you to take over?" I asked and she giggled.

"Kama blew a fuse from what she did earlier... It seems like her and my own personalities are mixing into one and seeing you triggered my own to speed up the process." She said, making me raise a brow. That isn't possible? I am not sure how that works but I guess I'll just roll with it.

Then immediately, when Sakura finally lets me go. I was pulled into another hug... Only this time, I had to brace myself from her strength.

"Oh Sherou! So this is where you went! You suddenly disappeared from Chaldea that every servant had to drop everything and searched for you!" Astrea, or rather... Luvia said in a haighty manner as she continued to hold me.

"Not even your records could be found in the records of the Throne!" She continued, which made me pause.

"What?" I asked.

She immediately lets go of me and turned me around to face her.

"You, Sherou! Or Archer in this case! Suddenly can no longer be summoned by Master when you disappeared. There were many theories and explanations, but the most plausible one is that your the Throne doesn't recognize you as a Hero, or Dead." I raised a brow.

"That doesn't make sense... The me in the Throne is merely a copy of me, not the real me... The real me is within Alaya's grasp." I rebutted, but she shook her head.

"We know, and that's the problem! The leading theory is that you, the real you! The one contracted by Alaya... Is no longer under contract to her and is somehow reincarnated to be alive again. Which shouldn't do anything to your Heroic Spirit self, as it is just a record of you... But it also disappeared." She explained.

"This doesn't add up... How does that work?" I asked, genuinely confused.

"We don't know... Not even Da Vinci could help with it." She replied.

Before we could continue. Irisviel suddenly giggled, making us all look at her.

"Oh that's simple really! I used the Third True Magic, alongside Alaya and Zelrech to gather all of you, place it in a powerful body made just for your soul to inhabit." Irisviel suddenly said. Making me break a sweat as my first instinct was to yell out Zelrech's name.

"Damnit Zelrech!" Ah, never mind. Both Ishtar and Ereshkigal did it for me.

"Wait... So what you're saying that... You used the Third Magic to gather all of Sherou's soul, just to reincarnate him in a different world?" Astrea repeated. And Irisviel just nodded with a smile.

"Yes! But the side effect of such a thing is that his record in the Throne will disappear, as if he didn't exist at all... But since Chaldea was still in the middle of fixing the world... There was no Earth to reincarnate him to, and thus. Here he is."irisviel happily explained.

"But I had to use my alternate self to do such a thing. She is the current head of the Einzbern family and have access to the Dress Of Heaven. Granting her partial use of Heaven's feel. So I, as the Holy Grail. Had to be used in tandem to successfully merge all of Shirou's soul fragments." She added, adding more to the convoluted narrative.

"This is hurting my brain." I replied, and everyone nodded along.

"Anyway! Why did you summon us Shirou?" Irisviel asked, curious. So I ended up having to tell them what is happening.

"We'll help. It's quite literally our job in the first place so yeah." Ishtar replied, huffing and glaring at Astrea who stuck out her tongue at her. Thankfully she didn't take the bait.

"Ah~ No wonder Zelrech was insistent on sending you here..." Irisviel said as she eyed a nervous Druella... Who wouldn't be when you are facing not one, but four goddesses, a nigh omnipotent wish granting device in the form of a woman, two magical girls with enough firepower to nuke ten cities over, an assassin that could manipulate time, and a literal legend... Who wouldn't feel nervous? I'm impressed she haven't collapsed like her Baphomet followers.

"Great, wonderful. Now that this is done. Feel free to explore the kingdom... I have a restaurant to run."

I turned to leave, only for a hand to stop me.

"You have a restaurant?" I felt a shiver down my spine as Saber's eyes glowed brightly and a bit of drool leaking from her mouth.

"Yes?" I replied, and she didn't even bother asking for directions. She simply lifted me up, princess carry style. And mana bursted out of the castle walls.

"..."

"Well, seems like they're back to their usual routine." Ishtar said, with everyone nodding along.

A/N: Surprise!