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Imitating the Production Process…
Born from a tragedy, given life by a miracle, the Compassion of the forgotten crystalized by the Tears of a Devil they loved as their own brother.
Together they dreamt of holding the most holy of swords, prayed to be deemed worthy of standing beneath its brilliance. Now they sought to forge a blade that surpassed the mockery of that ideal.
Sympathizing with the Experience of its Growth…
Though newly born it carried the hopes and dreams of those who came before, and would forever guard the hopes and dreams of those who continued to stand by its Master's side.
Like Caliburn, this was a sword that had been forged with one being in mind. Unlike the Golden Sword of the Victorious, however, there was no feat required for the wielder to claim it, for he already possessed the loving acknowledgement of those whose hearts were contained within it.
Reproducing the accumulated years…
For years its master had wandered through darkness, wallowing in despair behind a mask of kindness. But through the compassion of friends old and new, he had finally found his way.
Even as its image was burned into his mind, the Faker known as Emiya Shirou knew this was never a sword he would ever be able to reproduce, even should he live to surpass Archer's level of skill.
Excelling every manufacturing process…
Even without the Grace of God, it will bathe its Master in light to protect him from the Darkness.
It wasn't a matter of the blade being impossible to recreate. It wasn't like Excalibur or Ea, a Divine Construct beyond human comprehension, or even a 'Lost Phantasm' like Caliburn, which was forever considered lost by the world.
Even should he be denounced as a Devil, it would devour the light to protect him from its touch.
It was because he knew in his heart of hearts that just like Caliburn belonged solely to the Proud King of Knights, this sword belonged solely to Kiba Yuuto, and would disappear from this world with him.
From betwixt the divide between Light and Darkness, let all who see it hear its name:
"Balance Breaker!" Kiba declared, bringing his new weapon down to clash against Freed's nameless blade, the newly forged blade glowing with both Holy Aura and Demonic Taint "Sword of Betrayal: The Holy Devil Sword!"
"Bring it!" Freed cackled, the two swords clashing again and again, the Exorcist's smile fading as the Golden Aura that covered his weapon slowly faded, absorbed by the darkness that composed half of Kiba's "The Hell? Don't tell me this thing ran outta juice already?!"
"You know, part of me is glad that this isn't the real Excalibur." Kiba admitted, his smile almost reverent as he pressed the Exorcist further "Even though it cost them their lives, my friends never once resented the sword itself." His eyes narrowed coldly "The fact this isn't even a fake of the real thing makes it all the easier for me to destroy it!"
"I'd like to see you try!" Freed snapped, shoving Kiba off him with an impressive feat of strength, cackling madly as he lashed out, the tip of his sword extending like living metal to impale the Gremory Knight "Real or not, none of you shits got the chops to step up to this!"
"Want to bet?" Kiba challenged, the Gremory Knight using his superior speed to dodge the living metal spears no matter how accurately they tried to pierce him "This isn't even a challenge…I guess without Excalibur Rapidly, there's not much you can do against a Knight's speed."
"Don't you look down on me you Devil Shit!" Freed snapped, Kiba weaving under his guard to deliver a slash to the chest, only to curse as his blade passed through the Exorcist "Gotcha!" Freed Cackled, his voice coming from all around as several copies of the Exorcist blurred into view, the sword in his hands mysteriously absent "Let's see how you fair against a sword you can't see-!"
"Want to bet?" Kiba challenged, lashing out with the Sword of Betrayal, deflecting countless attacks from the invisible sword no matter what angle Freed aimed for "I'll admit, the first time you faced me with Transparency, you caught me off guard, but now I know what to expect, even if you throw in Nightmare's Illusions, I can tell where you're coming from simply by reacting to your bloodlust."
"Smug son of a bitch…!" Freed snarled, pressing his composite sword against Kiba's balance breaker in an attempt to overpower Kiba, only to leap back with a curse as several swords flew at him from on high, Shirou and Xenovia stepping forward to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Gremory Knight
"A Holy Demonic Sword…" Xenovia noted, eyeing the Balance Breaker with an appreciative eye "I didn't think such a thing was even possible…though it seems it falls just short of that thing."
"Unsurprising." Shirou concurred, his own eyes locked on Freed's blade "Even incomplete, it's a True Holy Sword descended from a sword forged by God. It won't go down without a fight."
"Perhaps I can help with that." Xenovia concurred, stepping up on Kiba's right, Destruction held in her off-hand as she held her right to the side "Petra, Basilicas, Dionysius and Mary the Holy-Mother, please hear my voice."
In response to her words, a golden glyph bearing chains appeared in mid-air, the hilt of a sword, wrapped in chains, emerging from within to rest in her hand.
"In the names of the saints whom reside within this blade," Xenovia called out, drawing a massive golden blade from the circle to the accompaniment of shattering chains "I unleash the Holy Sword, Durandal!"
Shirou's eyes widened at the sight of the Holy Blade Durandal, the peerless Sword, a Holy Sword entrusted to the French King Charlemagne and awarded to the Paladin leader of the Twelve Peers, Sir Roland. Like Caliburn it stood as a symbol of power splendidly forged and to this day is considered to be the symbol of the Battle of Roncevaux Pass.
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