My youth story, a crossover anime, turns out, is FGO!

Chapter 231 Restoring Order Here

A star rises over the ocean.

The brilliant and bright light, though not dazzling, illuminated the entire world. Except for those places on the far side of the earth, everyone else could see a star rising slowly in the sky.

In the daycare where children are cared for together, there are innocent little children who have lost their mothers but have not yet realized what they have lost. They point to the starlight in the distance and mumble, "Auntie, it's a star...it's my mom..."

The image of that star was reflected in the child's bright black eyes. Suddenly, large tears welled up in his eyes, and he cried bitterly, "Mommy... Mommy's gone..."

At that moment, he suddenly understood what that feeling was like.

The middle-aged woman responsible for taking care of these children held them tenderly. She was broad-shouldered and thick-waisted, and although she looked robust, her embrace was incredibly warm.

“Mom is gone, we should say goodbye to her properly,” the woman gently instructed. “Say goodbye to Mom, and make sure she sees your smile in her final moments.”

The little boy wiped his tears with his sleeve, flashed a big smile, and waved to the stars in the sky: "Goodbye, Mom!"

The stars rise very quickly, but to someone far away, it appears incredibly slow.

It rose slowly, its brilliant light illuminating the ocean, like tiny specks of gold emerging on the surface.

Powerful magic surrounded it, transforming into tiny specks of light that swirled and circled around it, forming a pillar of light that illuminated the heavens and the earth, dreamlike and magnificent, leaving all who beheld it mesmerized.

The soldiers stationed on the front lines stared blankly at this scene. Being on the front lines, they were the first to feel the situation, having experienced it firsthand.

Originally, with the departure of Qin Shi Huang, the Great Wall collapsed, and the Rahm, due to the downfall of Tiamat, chose to launch a full-scale revenge. The dense Rahm swarm was like the arrival of night, and not a single ray of light could be found on the entire sea surface. They could only rely on flashbangs or the magicians' lighting magic to fight back.

They are on the front lines facing Rahm and are prepared to sacrifice themselves at any time.

The ground beneath their feet was already piled high with corpses. If it weren't for people constantly carrying away the bodies of the dead from behind, the bodies of these heroes would probably have filled the entire island.

Even if Tiamat is destroyed, they will hardly survive; they will fall before dawn.

Therefore, humanity decided to reconcile with Tiamat.

This is not cowardice, not retreat, and not forgetting the soldiers who sacrificed their lives.

However, for those who are still alive, for the soldiers who are still stationed on the front lines, for those who risk their lives to ensure the transport and supply of supplies, for those who are still working tirelessly in the rear... and for all those who have made their own efforts in this war.

Humanity ultimately extended the hand of reconciliation, watching their mother depart into the distance.

The war, which had lasted for months, ended the moment the stars rose.

The stars rose higher and higher, breaking through the clouds. A powerful surge of magic spread out, dispelling the thick clouds that had shrouded the Earth's surface for months. Then, wisps of golden light shone through.

The tide of magic continued to expand, its power both firm and gentle. Wherever it went, the clouds dissolved, finally revealing the true face of the sky.

After several months, the sun finally shines over everyone again. The sun is not visible on the other side of the earth, but even in heavily polluted cities, starlight flows through the sky.

"There's light? Yes, it's the sun!"

"The sun is coming out……"

The soldiers on the Pacific front felt the familiar and warm temperature showering on them and were all in a frenzy of celebration. They knew they had won.

"We won! We won!"

"Aaaaaah! It's over! We won!"

"Long live humanity! Long live the Allied Forces!"

"Humanity will live on forever!"

Some people were laughing wildly, some were already in tears, some were kissing and hugging others, everyone was celebrating in their own way, venting their emotions freely.

But no one blames them, because everyone knows how hard-won the victory was.

The good news quickly spread to every corner of the world.

The assembled human leaders looked at each other in bewilderment, then, like the soldiers on the front lines, they erupted in celebration. Many who had once slammed their fists on the table and engaged in heated debates over the interests of their respective countries were now kissing each other excitedly, tears and snot flying through the air, completely disregarding their image.

After Qin Shi Huang left, the man who had gone from acting leader back to leader of the human alliance slumped in his chair, looked at his deputy sitting next to him in the same unladylike posture, and they smiled at each other.

"It's finally over..."

The atmosphere of revelry swept the entire world, and everyone began to celebrate, with joy forming an ocean.

At that moment, Kaguya Shinomiya was changing the bandages of a wounded soldier when she heard the news. She paused for a moment, then stopped the wounded soldier who was about to jump up.

"Kaguya, aren't you coming along?" the nurse next to her screamed excitedly.

I touched my left cheek with my right hand, and with this gesture, I finally calmed myself down.

Kaguya Shinomiya smiled brightly: "Let me finish my work first."

Then, he continued to bandage the wound meticulously.

In the factory, Hiratsuka Shizuka pulled up a man who nearly fell into the furnace due to excessive excitement, then loudly rebuked everyone: "You survived the war, do you want to die from your own stupidity now?"

Everyone hung their heads, silent.

Then, Hiratsuka Shizuka changed the subject, flashed a bright smile, and raised her right hand.

"Now, I announce that you should put down your tools, stop working according to the operating procedures, and shut down the machinery."

Let's celebrate this victory together!

Everyone then realized what was happening and shouted "Long live!"

Eriri stood by the window. She had become much thinner, but looking at the crowds below who were caught up in the revelry, she couldn't help but smile. Then she took off the crown on her head, changed out of her gorgeous dress, and became Eriri, an ordinary girl again, before quietly leaving.

……

"The war is over." He had expected a fierce battle and the harshest battlefield, but now Smoke Mirror felt he had miscalculated.

"Kukulkan would definitely join in, but the celebration of victory shouldn't be disturbed."

Fight bravely, indulge in pleasure, and die fiercely.

This is the principle of the Smoke Mirror, and he is willing to praise the warriors who have fought to this day.

"If you win, enjoy the victory to the fullest and celebrate!" Smoke Mirror spread his arms wide and shouted, "Be proud of it, celebrate to the fullest!"

"You have defeated the Mother Goddess of Creation and parted from your mother; you will surely embark on a more beautiful future!"

"You no longer need me." As the embodiment of struggle, Smoke Mirror could sense the atmosphere of war.

Throughout human history and across the entire Earth, humanity has never been at peace. They are constantly competing and fighting each other; this seems to be their very nature.

However, it only lasted for a brief moment.

Humanity has ushered in true peace.

No longer distinguishing between races and skin colors, no longer caring about talent or status, everyone enjoys this victory and experiences genuine and pure joy for it.

"However, as long as we move forward, there will be fighting; as long as we survive, there will be no true rest." Smoke Mirror crossed his arms, his eyes behind the lenses filled with anticipation. "You cannot stop, and you will not stop. One day you will reach the endless sea of ​​stars, and then a battlefield a thousand times harsher than this one will surely appear!"

"Woohoo!" Smoke Mirror roared excitedly, "Summon me when the time comes, and I will surely answer your call and send my blessings to the warriors in battle!"

"Never forget that you are a soldier, and everyone is a soldier!"

The black sun, Tescatlipoca, as the embodiment of struggle and opposition, departs from the stage of this brief peace according to its own will.

At that moment, the voice of the leader of the human alliance rang out on television and radio all over the world. Everyone restrained their emotions, quieted down, and listened attentively to his words.

"...Comrades, we can now proudly say—we have won! Facing the beast of original sin and the Mother Goddess of Creation, we paid a heavy price of nearly 15 billion people, but we still won!"

Humanity still stands on this earth, and now we can stand tall and proudly declare to the spirits of our fallen heroes and to the world—we were all truly remarkable!

"...What is the essence of humanity? It is the inheritance of civilization and the immortality of spirit. Because of the inheritance of history and civilization, the stories of our ancestors have been passed down to this day, which is why there are heroic spirits. Because of the immortality of spirit, we still inherit the same spirit and the same civilization, and we are proud of it. That is why the heroic spirits respond to our call and join our war."

"...We must remember the heroes who sacrificed their lives, we must pass on their stories of courage and selflessness, and we must inherit and carry forward their great spirit so that they can truly be immortal. Perhaps, in the distant future, they will also become spirits of heroes, standing on the throne of heroes as our pride."

"...Comrades, the farewell to the Mother Goddess of Creation has ended the war, but our friends, our comrades, and our ancestors will also be saying goodbye to us. What follows, the war concerning post-disaster reconstruction and the improvement of people's livelihoods, is still a new war that we must face ourselves!"

"Comrades, let us sound the bugle and join the new war!"

"We are proud of ourselves! We are proud of humanity!"

Humanity's determination and will are once again united at this moment.

Still high in space, Makoto Aoki and Astraea watched Tiamat and the Traveler depart.

Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune... The traveler retraced the steps of his early journey, silently recounting his experiences and memories to his mother.

Those still alive in outer space have tears in their eyes. They know that the star, that ray of light, is the traveler, the child they created, the dream they forged.

They also knew that Tiamat was moving away from Earth, and that the Mother of All Things had finally left the child she had conceived.

This time, it was the children saying goodbye to their mother, and the mother saying goodbye to her children.

They wiped away their tears and waved to the two of them together.

Despite their hearts being filled with sorrow, they all smiled and watched them leave.

Goodbye, traveler.

Goodbye, Mom.

"I wish you all a pleasant journey."

Carrying humanity's hopes and dreams, carrying humanity's blessings and expectations, the son and mother embark on their journey once more.

Don't be sad.

Don't be sad.

Parting is not sadness, but blessing; let us send each other our blessings.

Moreover, it's not that there won't be a time for them to reunite. As humanity continues to grow, continues to chase the boundless starry sky, and keeps moving towards a better world, perhaps they will meet again in the distant future.

Those who exhaust their paths will ultimately find the same destination.

We will meet again someday in the future.

"Do you think this ending is good?" Makoto Aoki turned his head to look at Astraea.

Astraea's eyes held a complex expression, as if she were recalling something from a long time ago.

"I hope that humanity is valuable, and that I don't want to abandon humanity until the very end."

Astraea thought of that era of gods, of the humans she loved so dearly, and of the earth where gods and humans lived together—these were her most cherished memories.

"However, I still abandoned them during the Iron Age."

Even though Astraea was the god who persisted the longest, she eventually left the earth.

"I am so happy to see such a bright future for humanity."

“The fact that I have abandoned humanity is a sin that stings me, but that does not mean it is wrong.”

"Humanity will eventually bid farewell to the gods through its own power."

"Answers can be found not only through fighting, but also through communication."

"The Star Court I have convened, the sword of judgment I have raised, shall here deliver a just verdict and grant a fair pardon."

As BB dismantled the Greater Grail, the last bit of magic power flowed into Astraea's body, and the immense magic power transformed into a golden torrent that surged around the goddess.

However, this immense magic does not give people any sense of oppression; on the contrary, it has a unique gentleness.

That was Astraea's second Noble Phantasm. If the first Noble Phantasm was the scales for determining guilt, then the second was the sword for subsequent judgment. It gathers all relevant parties, reveals the full extent of guilt, and can only be activated near the stars. Although it has many conditions, it possesses the extraordinary effect of restoring everything distorted by guilt to its original form when those conditions are met.

While it cannot achieve things like resurrecting the dead or rewinding time, which defy the laws of nature, within the scope of a Noble Phantasm, it can ignore strength or precision, rendering the consequences of sins ineffective.

In other words, even if the names of the dead cannot be recovered, the damage to the city, buildings, and other important resources lost can be recovered.

It is conceivable that the world's order will need to be re-established after the war. With Astraea's Noble Phantasm, this process can be shortened and many fewer people will die.

This is also why Makoto Aoki reserved a spot and ultimately summoned Astraea.

Finally, the goddess of justice, wielding a sword and scales, proclaims the true name of her Noble Phantasm.

"Restore order to this place (Iam redit et Virgo) —"