"Go! Go to the future and welcome the arrival of this king!"
"Happy birthday, bastard"
"Hey, hey! You don't play according to the routine? King!"
This is a semi-fictional Fate Shining fanfic. (Let my first pit be dedicated to Twinkle!) The original heroine may be OOC, but if you don't like it, don't complain [put your hands together]
Coming through time travel, with the attachment that arose thousands of years ago, the dimensions are facing each other, and the personalities are fused.
Even if it existed thousands of years ago, even if there is no trace of me in the epic.
Let this attachment last until the mountains and rivers rot and the air oxidizes.
Intention: God's relics span time and space, God's wedges never declare love, and God's weapons always accompany you.