DxD: The fake X fate-Chapter 44 -: Golden Sword

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Reproducing the accumulated years...

It was old, it was newly born, its current form mere seconds old, its legend reaching back centuries.

He knew this sword. More than that, he knew the sword this it was meant to be. And, as such, knew the sword it could not be, for such a sword could not exist anymore, no matter how the world may yearn for it.

Excelling every manufacturing process...

Forged anew, its numerous powers stand ready to aid the faithful in the fight against the enemies of God. Be it madman or faithful, all who aspire to Glory know its name, the greatest of Holy Swords...

"That is NOT Excalibur!" Shirou snapped, his voice cutting through the air, silencing Valper Galilei in the middle of his crowing, the Archbishop blinking at the venom in the Faker's voice before scowling in distaste.

"Humph, what would a Godless Heathen like you know?" he sneered, adjusting his glassing self-importantly as he turned to face them "In any case, now that the sword has been completed, I'd advise you all to leave within the next twenty minutes, otherwise you'll be crushed along with the town once the Earth Shaker spell activates."

"Of course, if you want to stop the spell and save the town, all you have to do is defeat ME." Kokabiel called out, rising from his throne with a mocking smile as he spread his ten black wings for all to see "What say you, Rias Gremory?"

"As if you had to ask!" Rias snarled, summoning darkness in her hand once more even as Akeno launched lighting at the Fallen from on high, Kokabiel grinning ferally as he easily caught both attacks, slamming them together to create a massive sphere of lighting charged darkness that he hurled at the pair with a savage, mocking grin, Akeno taking the brunt of the hit to protect her King.

"Himejima-san!" Shirou called out, sighing in relief as Issei lunged forwards and managed to catch the falling Queen before she hit the ground, only to curse as the Fallen turned his attention to Kiba, who had charged towards Valper with hatred in his eyes "Damn it! RHO AIAS!"

It was shoddy, he could tell even as he hurled himself at Kiba that the projection wouldn't hold, that it wouldn't possess even half the strength it had when he'd traced it against Saber-Alter back in the tunnels leading to the Greater Grail. Still, while it wasn't able to stop the Spear of Light completely, it was able to divert it long enough for Shirou to tackle Kiba to the side, the Faker ramming into the Knight at top speed, sending them flying to the side just as the hastily projected petals shattered and the Spear of Light rent the earth.

"Get off me!" Kiba snapped, glaring hatefully at Valper, shielded from the worst of the blast by a shield of some sort, a sneering Freed Sellzen swaggered in from wherever the hell he'd been hiding.

"Geez, the Boss-Man sure likes to throw his weight around." The Exorcist sneered, a disgusting expression on his face as he took the newly forged holy Sword in both hands, Shirou grimacing as he felt, more than heard, the Blade's disgust at the exorcist's touch "Still, I'll gladly accept the honour of putting this newly upgraded Excalibur-chan through her paces-!"

"GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF THAT SWORD!" Shirou roared, surprising even Kiba with his fervour as he raced in, Kanshou and Bakuya impacting off the hastily raised holy sword, Valper scrambling backwards in fear as Shirou actually pushed Freed to his knees with the first strike.

"H-Hey! Time out Asshole!" the Exorcist swore, his eyes widening as Shirou bore down on him, delivering a boot to the chest to put some room between them before leaping back "Seriously, just what the hell is it with you? Does destroying Excaliburs give you a boner or something?"

"That blade is NOT Excalibur!" Shirou snarled, the absolute certainty in his words catching even Kokabiel's interest, the Fallen turning his attention from the Gremory Peerage to watch this new turn of events "That blade was meant for one person! It was never meant to be held by the likes of you!"

"Well now, that's a little harsh." Kokabiel noted, the Fallen admittedly impressed by the Faker's vitriol "I'll admit, Freed might not be a natural Excalibur Wielder, but with Valper's research that's hardly an issue-"

"Even if he were a Holy Sword User, that sword was never meant for anyone else to wield!" Shirou snapped "Excalibur is the Golden Sword of Promised Victory, the crystallization of mankind's prayer for 'Victory' entrusted to Arthur Pendragon by the Lady of the Lake, who reclaimed it following his death." He glared witheringly at Valper from where he was cowering behind Freed "It's not something that can be 'Broken and Re-Forged' so easily."

"What are you saying?" Valper whispered, th Archbishop torn between uncertainty and denial as he glanced between the Faker and his masterpiece "If this isn't Excalibur...then what is it...?"

"It's the Holy Sword that symbolises the reign of The One True King of Knights." Shirou revealed, his eyes locked onto the blade "The embodiment of the right of Kingship drawn from the stone, only to be broken and forever lost in a battle where Arthur broke the rules of chivalry."

"Uh, Emiya, isn't that what Excalibur is?" Issei pointed out, scratching the back of his head in confusion "I mean, I'm no expert or anything, but didn't King Arthur draw Excalibur from a Stone?"

"That's how it goes in certain tales, yes." Xenovia admitted with a frown "However, the truth of the matter is that King Arthur was a Holy Sword User of such renown he could wield Two Holy Swords..." Her eyes widened in realization "Don't tell me...!"

"That sword was not forged from Excalibur: The Sword of Promised Victory." Shirou declared, his eyes and words carrying such certainty not one person found it in them to deny him "It was forged from the broken shards of Caliburn: The Golden Sword of the Victorious."

Dun-Dun-DUUUUN!

And yes, I know that DxD has it's own version of Caliburn...however, I did mention there'd be alterations to the timeline, didn't I?

Wonder how the world will react to THIS little revelation I wonder?

Now if you excuse me, It's time I put Gehrman to bed...Pray for me.

*Crouches before the lantern and vanishes.* freewēbnoveℓ.com

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