"So, this is goodbye?"

"I'm afraid so." The blond-haired, green-eyed young man in blue and silver armor replied with an apologetic smile. "We both knew our time together was limited. Even so it was fun being your Servant, Ayaka."

Ayaka Sajyou, Master of Saber in the Fifth Holy Grail War, sniffed and looked up at her Servant. "Yes, it was. Thanks for saving me so many times. And for being my prince."

"What kind of knight would I be otherwise?" Servant Saber, Arthur Pendragon of Camelot, the [King of Knights] smirked and ruffled the young girl's black hair. "Live well. And don't let the past stop you from advancing. I speak from experience here."

After saying farewell Saber turned around and started running toward Ryuudou Temple, the place where the Corrupted Grail was about to manifest. "Goodbye Saber!" Ayaka cried while waving her hand. Saber returned the gesture before his eyes narrowed: he knew this wasn't going to be an easy task.

Once he reached the Temple a spectacle of nightmare appeared before him: the Holy Grail, corrupted by the spirit of Angra Mainyu and transformed into a device for genocide, took the form of an immense tower made of poisonous black mud, a 'hole' of pure nothingness at the top: from there [All the Evil in the World] will spill out in the form of a sea of condensed 'curses', ready to annihilate all life on the Planet.

He will not allow it. Gripping harder his beloved sword Excalibur he changed towards the corrupted artefact that he once destroyed, ready to do it again. In response monsters emerged from the mud, twisted mockeries of the human form with the head and claws of a wolf. They changed at Saber to stop his advance, ready to sacrifice their lives for their evil master.

Saber didn't stop. With a single movement he cut twenty of them with his sword. Another step forward and another ten joined the rest. Excalibur became a blur as Saber erected a wall of solid steel between him and his opponents. While he wasn't the strongest swordsman when he was alive, that honor goes to Lancelot, his swordsmanship was at a level that very few can match or even surpass it.

But more and more monsters emerged from the Grail and surrounded him. 'Tsk! This is going nowhere.' Saber cursed in his mind. He can deal with all of them but if he spend too much time the Grail would reach completion. And he can't allow it.

"Out of my way! [Strike Air]!" He shouted and released a gale of super high pressure condensed air from his sword, blowing away all enemies in the front and allowing him to escape his predicament. Once again Saber thanked Merlin for his teachings: his skills in actual magic, without counting [Prana Burst] were very low, but the old man kept up his lessons until he learned this single spell, [Invisible Air], saying 'it will be useful someday'. If only the old geezer wasn't an insufferable asshole the rest of the time: Arthur lost count of the number of times he had to toss him in jail because of his pranks. Poor Lancelot almost went insane. And let's not talk about Gawain.

With the bounded field gone the hidden form of Excalibur was revealed, allowing the Holy Sword to shine in all its glory. The Grail shuddered at the sight and doubled its efforts to stop the knight.

"Abomination. So you remember?" Saber raised Excalibur over his head. "This time, I will make sure you will be gone forever!"

One by one the thirteen restrains around the blade snapped, each a seal put by one of the Knights of the Round Table to ensure the immense power of the Holy Sword would not be abused. In this instance Saber could release only seven of the restrains, meaning only half of the Noble Phantasm's true might could be unleashed.

More than sufficient for the task ahead. Saber didn't want a repeat of what happened with Archer. He didn't know what a 'satellite' was but Ayaka told him he destroyed a lot of them. And it inconvenienced many people. So yeah, no repeat.

A maelstrom of light surrounded the sword and illuminated the darkness, winds howling as Saber poured more and more power into the Noble Phantasm to ensure the Grail will cease to exist. Forever.

"EX-"

Angra Mainyu raged.

"CA-"

A sea of black mud erupted to the Grail in order to crush the enemy.

"LI-"

Too late. Saber swung his sword down.

"BUUUURRRRRR!"

An ocean of pure light engulfed the Grail and Angra Mainyu shrieked as its very essence was torn apart by the unstoppable force of the most powerful of all Holy Swords. As its control over the Grail waned the immense quantity of Prana stored inside the artefact went wild and exploded. Causing the walls of Reality, already weakened by Excalibur's blast, to broke apart.

Saber had only time to say: "This...wasn't in the program..." before he was engulfed in a bright explosion.

The damage would be limited only to the Temple, its residents already evacuated before the incident. In the future Ayaka would often pass near it, wondering what her Servant did to erase the Temple and all the mountain behind it into nonexistence.

And calling him an idiot.

[*]

The explosion destroyed Saber's body but his soul, instead of returning to the Throne of Heroes, fell into the Dimensional Gap before Gaia's Reality Marble could repair it fully. It wandered through the Void between Dimensions for a while before landing into a different plane of existence. It was a place that for many ways was similar to his old one, but had a glaring difference.

You see, in that place the Age of Gods never ended. It was common for Divine Beings to descend on Earth and roamed freely across the land. But because of a curse unleashed many aeons ago when they did it their minds were distorted and became prone to destructive acts toward the human populace. Gods that fell to this curse were known as [Heretic Gods].

And unfortunately Arthur's soul, as an Heroic Spirit that transcended humanity, once it started adapting to the new world it was recognized as being an embodiment of myths and legends, as being 'divine'. So the curse that corrupted Gods tried to do the same to Saber's soul.

Only to be repelled by a shinning light that transcend humanity's scope. Avalon, the scabbard of Excalibur, the holy relic that allowed Ayaka Sajyou to summon Saber in the first place. The Master of Saber gave it back to the Servant before the final confrontation with the Grail: it was destroyed along with Saber's Servant body but it was originally a Noble Phantasm belonging to Saber in the first place, so its essence was integrated into the Heroic Spirit's soul. And, like it always did, in the moment of need it protected its master from any and all harms.

The curse tried again and again to break through, but for something that was capable of purifying the corruption from [All the Evil in the World] resisting was a trifling matter.

"What's this? What's this?" Deep into the Underworld a cheerful and bubbly voice exclaimed. "Something is resisting the curse from that [Box]? It never happened before! And who is this God? I don't recognize him. Ufufu, this looks exciting!"

Back on Earth, in the middle of a forest in the recess of what will one day be called Wales, light surrounded a small clearing around a lake before coalescing into the form of a blond young man sleeping prone on the ground with his back against a tree, while facing the lake's surface.

It's the year 408 of the Gregorian calendar, year 1161 for the weakening Roman Empire. It will be remembered as the year when an unknown Hero rise up to combat all tyrannies and defend the weak. He will be called by many names and titles, but of the latter one in particular will stand out the most.

The [King that Comes at the End of Eras].

The [King of the End].

[*]

So one day I was reading the Campione's section until I thought: "Why all the stories have a Campione as the protagonist and never a Heretic God?"

So I wrote this. As you can see this is mostly Crack so don't expect the story to be very serious. I will however try to write something interesting, even with glaring plotholes and sometimes OOCness.

But at least nobody can say this isn't original. Because it is. So...

Would you kindly review?