Reborn with Steve Stand-Chapter 815: The True Happy Ending

Fang Mo felt himself being ejected from that world.

Of course, unlike in games, he wouldn’t die from any "void damage."

It seemed the Type-Moon universe really wasn’t fond of him, treating him like a thief they had to keep out. They even went as far as to give up the world just to get rid of him, like a lizard willing to sever its own tail to survive.

But, what could be said?

Considering that they had given him an entire world, Fang Mo decided not to pursue the matter further. With a simple thought, he returned to his own dimension.

In his dimension, Fang Mo’s power was virtually limitless. With just a thought, the planet he’d obtained was hung in the sky.

Normally, he might have flattened the planet onto the ground. After all, this was the Earth from the Type-Moon universe, a mystical world. Giving its inhabitants a bit of a shock, like making them believe in a flat Earth, wouldn’t be too much, right?

However, considering that his main dimension, the "White Land," didn’t have many Earthlings, suddenly dropping an entire human civilization into it might overwhelm the local inhabitants. So, he decided against it, for now.

Speaking of inhabitants, the natives in his dimension were already nearly infinite. Everywhere he looked, there were small villages, towns, or monsters wandering in the wilderness. It was as if they’d always been there, but Fang Mo was only now paying attention to their existence.

However, these natives—or villagers—had a very primitive level of civilization. They had no concept of a nation, existing as scattered groups. Though their population was vast, it couldn’t compare to the density of Earth’s nations.

As for the only modernized city in his dimension, that would be Night City. Originally built as a home for characters from his various adventures, like Hayakawa Aki, Himeno, Quanxi, and others, it was a place where they could live peacefully, and where Fang Mo could occasionally relax.

When he built the city, Fang Mo hadn’t thought too deeply about it and lacked the ability to fully manifest dimensions into reality. But now that he possessed nearly boundless space, his ambitions had changed. He wanted to bring everything he liked into existence.

For example, he was seriously contemplating creating the "Kichiku All-Star Universe" he had mentioned before. It wasn’t just a joke. He was genuinely thinking about how to make it happen. However, even such a chaotic universe needed a modernized foundation to work from, which made the Earth he had just acquired a perfect blueprint.

But integrating billions of people from a modern world into the "White Land" was a complex task, one that Fang Mo had little patience or talent for. After all, this was his world. He couldn’t just treat it carelessly, like some distant star.

With that in mind, he began considering who might be up to the task. This wouldn’t be something that could be resolved in a day or two, so there was no rush. Once he had a general plan, he decided to return to the Type-Moon Earth.

Soon, back at the ruins of Ryuudou Temple in Fuyuki City, Japan, Rin Tohsaka stood in confusion, staring at the sky. Suddenly, Fang Mo appeared beside her.

"Where... did you just go?" Rin asked as soon as she saw Fang Mo. She had been undergoing the process of leaving the Throne of Heroes, so she hadn’t noticed Fang Mo’s earlier conversation with Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Seeing the sky turn completely white left her feeling bewildered.

"Oh, that?" Fang Mo casually explained, "I was told this place is a Lostbelt and beyond saving, so they just gave it to me as a favor."

"...What?" Rin was stunned.

Even though she had the experience of being a Heroic Spirit, having an entire world casually given away was absurd.

"It’s fine, really," Fang Mo waved dismissively. "This is actually good news for you. After all, there are no miracles in reality, but there are in my world." 𝑅аΝ𝘖ᛒÈ𝘴

"Hold on, I need a moment..." Rin pressed a hand to her forehead, clearly struggling to process what she was hearing.

"You don’t need to be so tense," Fang Mo explained lightly. "I’ve just moved your planet into another dimension. It doesn’t affect ordinary people much. If you need a simpler explanation, just think of me as the new Root, replacing the Counter Force. Easy, right?"

"I’m really starting to not understand anymore," Rin sighed. "You’re this all-powerful creator, yet you enjoy messing with me? What’s so fun about seeing me stressed out?"

"Some people enjoy taking a girl’s first time and watching them cry and struggle in pain. That excites them," Fang Mo explained in a serious, profound tone, spreading his hands. "But I’m different. Pain from the lower body is too crude, something only fools indulge in. Most people think with their brains, so I prefer watching girls struggle with headaches and confusion. That’s the true pleasure of us gods."

"You’re definitely insane!" Rin shouted, her temper flaring. "Isn’t taking joy in people’s suffering the work of a devil?!"

"Not suffering—headaches," Fang Mo tried to correct her. But before he could finish, the sound of hurried footsteps came from nearby. Turning around, he saw Emiya Shirou, Illya, Sakura, and Saber approaching.

"What... is this?" Shirou’s face immediately froze in disbelief as he saw Fang Mo. “Adolf-san?!"

It wasn’t just Shirou; everyone else looked equally shocked. After all, it had been some time since the Holy Grail War ended. Saber had already explained the situation to them, revealing the truth that Fang Mo had sacrificed himself to save everyone and make the world a better place. They had also learned that he wasn’t the infamous dictator who ruled Europe, but rather a wrongly summoned Heroic Spirit.

After hearing all this, everyone, including Shirou, had fallen silent. They had thought Fang Mo was the villain, only to realize he had acted entirely for their sake. Sakura, in particular, had been devastated upon learning the truth, barely recovering thanks to Shirou’s support. Now, after just a few days, he had mysteriously appeared again. What was going on?

"Archer-sama...?" Sakura muttered, her eyes wide with disbelief. Her body trembled as she slowly walked toward Fang Mo. "Is it really you, Archer-sama?"

"Good to see you all again," Fang Mo greeted them with a calm smile.

Rin, however, gave Fang Mo a furious glare, clearly expressing, "Look what you’ve done to them."

Sakura was the first to break down. Tears welling up, she rushed toward Fang Mo and hugged his leg. "I know the truth now. It’s all my fault. You must have done all that to save someone like me..."

"Apologize to Sakura, you jerk!" Rin shouted, kicking Fang Mo’s rear.

"Alright, alright..." Fang Mo awkwardly chuckled, then gently patted Sakura’s head. "It’s all good now, Sakura. Thanks to your sister, I was able to return."

"Sister?" Sakura looked up, confused.

"Oh, right," Fang Mo immediately began making things up on the spot. "Even though I saved everyone, for some reason, Rin defeated me and became a Heroic Spirit herself. She’s been searching for me ever since, and now she’s finally brought me back to this world."

"Is that so?" Sakura nodded, easily convinced.

Not just her—Shirou, a novice mage himself, also believed Fang Mo’s words without question.

"Now, say thank you to your sister," Fang Mo prompted.

"Thank you, sister," Sakura whispered, bowing her head. "And I’m sorry for everything before..."

"..." Rin was momentarily stunned.

She turned to Fang Mo, puzzled as to why he didn’t reveal everything, like the fact that he was some kind of god. But ultimately, she chose not to question it, accepting Sakura’s apology with a smile. "It’s alright. If anyone should apologize, it’s me..."

"Well, now that the pleasantries are over, I’ve got some business to attend to," Fang Mo said, clapping his hands before letting go of Sakura and heading toward the ruins of Ryuudou Temple.

"Archer-sama?" Sakura called out, confused.

Fang Mo ignored her and, after clearing some debris, pulled out a golden cup filled with black sludge.

"The... Holy Grail!?" Everyone gasped in shock.

Even Shirou instinctively prepared to summon a weapon but stopped himself just in time.

Yes, it was the Holy Grail. Fang Mo had sealed it away during the Holy Grail War, preventing the black mud from spewing everywhere. He had intended for Saber to destroy it after he left, but apparently, no one had noticed it. Perhaps his seal had been too effective, hiding its presence.

However, now that it was still intact, Fang Mo had another use for it.

Grabbing the Grail, Fang Mo turned to the group with a smile. "Time for a snack—Evil of the World!"

Before anyone could react, Fang Mo sprinkled chili powder into the Grail, then added hot oil. The Evil of the World sizzled and bubbled. Fang Mo then poured in some vinegar, stirring the concoction with delight.

As everyone looked on, stunned, Fang Mo lifted the Grail to his lips. "Soul sauce... down the hatch!"

In the next moment, he downed the Evil of the World. His "Stand," the "Insatiable Eater," immediately activated, consuming the dark, ominous energy. Angra Mainyu, the malevolent entity that had long plagued the Grail, was erased in an instant.

"Ah, that hit the spot," Fang Mo sighed contentedly after finishing the Evil of the World.

Everyone else was utterly speechless.

But Fang Mo wasn’t done. He tilted the Grail once more, this time pouring out pure, radiant energy onto the ground.

"Consider this a little bonus," he said with a grin.

The raw magic coalesced into several humanoid forms—none other than the Heroic Spirits who had been defeated in the Holy Grail War. Lancer, Caster, Rider, even Berserker and Assassin were there, with the exception of Archer (the real one). All of them had been revived.

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The summoned Heroic Spirits were just as bewildered as everyone else. Instinctively, they prepared for battle.

"Berserker!" Illya’s eyes lit up with joy as she rushed to embrace her towering servant. "You didn’t leave me behind!"

"Rider!" Sakura also rushed over to Rider, tears in her eyes.

"What... is happening?" Caster seemed the most confused. She had readied her weapon but, seeing the other Heroic Spirits reunited with their masters, seemed to realize something. However, her beloved Kuzuki Souichirou was nowhere to be seen.

"Oh, by the way, Kuzuki isn’t dead," Fang Mo said casually from nearby. "You can go find him whenever you like."

Fang Mo wasn’t lying. When he had cut Kuzuki down before, he had used a special scythe meant for pranks, not real harm. Kuzuki had indeed been sliced in two but would regenerate soon enough. Fang Mo considered it his blessing to true love, though if Kuzuki had been a cheater, Fang Mo would’ve used a much deadlier weapon.

"Ah, good, good." Seeing the joy on everyone’s faces, Fang Mo nodded in satisfaction. "This... this is the kind of happy ending I love.”

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