Fate: Picking Up Caster at Night in the Rain

The flames of Fuyuki burned for ten years, consuming Kiritsugu Emiya's regrets and setting two boys on entirely different paths.

One raced toward the distant ideal called “justice.” The other stayed behind, shielding him from every blade and clash at his back.

The smoke of the Holy Grail War engulfed the whole city, and the seven Servants' battles echoed through Fuyuki day and night. Some were driven mad by obsession, others bowed to fate. Only Emiya Meigetsu stood at the heart of the storm, gripping a bloodstained ninjato.

His crimson Sharingan reflected the flames filling the sky. He had witnessed the deepest hell, so he fought with everything he had to give those around him a place in the human world.

Medea's kindness and Shirou's smile were the only two things he wanted from this battle.