Jack the Ripper

Jack Kills Jack

Jack: Hey, hey, hey, Mommy.

Jack: ...Are you awake? Ah, you are awake.

Jack: Looks like we got lost. Your Servant is over there, too.

Jack: And Fou is there, too.

Fou: Fou...

Jack: Hehehe, he's so fluffy!

Fou: Mkyu!? Fou, Fou, Fou!?

Mash: J-Jack! You're holding it too tight!

Jack: Okay.

Fou: Fou...

Mash: Master, are you all right? Yes. I've just woken up as well.

Mash: It looks like–we are in London.

Jack: Yes, we are. This is our...hm, home?

Mash: I tried to make contact with Doctor a while ago, but... Apparently, the connection has been cut off.

Jack: Then, why don't we go find Mom together, Mommy.

Mash: Jack?

Jack: It's going to be fine.

Jack: The fresh air, good smells, and beautiful sky.

Mash: ...


Fujimaru 1: Are you all right?


Fujimaru 2: Are you feeling sick?


Mash: Um, yes. Well... The air feels a little weird.

Mash: You look...fine, Master. I wonder why.

Jack: Mommy, Mommy. There. I found Mom.

Mash: Is that...your? No, that isn't! It's an enemy!

Jack: ...Really? But our Mom usually comes to hurt us.

Jack: Like crushing us, or ripping us into pieces. So, I'm sure that's Mom.


Fujimaru 1: This is something else.


Fujimaru 2: That's not your mother.


Jack: Okay. If you say so, Mommy, it probably isn't.

Jack: In that case, it's just someone who'll try to hurt us. Just like doctors.

Jack: ...Yes. Mommy, can I beat them up? I can, right?

Jack: Yes, yes!

--BATTLE--:

Jack: I'm so disappointed. I thought it was Mom.

Mash: Homunculus... You think it was the mage?

Jack: The mage? ...No, it wasn't him.

Jack: Anyways, let's go find Mom. That's why we're here, right, Mommy?

Mash: ...Who did she mean by "him?" Anyway, we should follow Jack.

Jack: Mom, Mom, Mom... I can't find her anywhere.

Mash: ...Excepting the Homunculus we encountered earlier, not one soul is walking in the streets, let alone your mother.

Jack: Mommy, Mommy. That's us over there.

Mash: What?!

Jack(?): I, I, I am Jack...the Ripper. I am Jack the Ripper!

Mash: That's...Jack the Ripper?!

Jack: But Jack is us.

Mash: Oh, no. I didn't mean that... Um, maybe I did. Is that one a fake? Or the real one?

Jack: I don't care. I believe that we are the real one.

Jack: That one believes that he is us. So, we have no choice but to take him out.

Jack: Now that we've met, we have to kill him so that we can prove we are us.

Jack: Come on, let's get him– Mommy!

--BATTLE--:

Jack: Jack is dead♪ We're dead, too♪

Mash: Jack, that's a very disturbing song...

Jack: ...Hey, Mommy.

Jack: If another Jack is–stronger than us, what are you going to do?

Jack: Are you going to dump us?


Fujimaru 1: No, I would never do that to you.


Fujimaru 2: Strength doesn't matter.


Jack: ...Are you sure? But isn't that exactly how the Holy Grail War works?

Jack: It isn't? ...Hm, okay. I'm wrong then.

Jack: You're a weird person, Mommy. Of course it's better to be stronger.

Jack: You think so, too, don't you?

Mash: No, Jack. Neither Master nor I think that way.

Mash: If we are to discuss being strong or weak, perhaps all of us are weak against our opponents.

Mash: Of course, it'd be better if we were stronger. But strength alone will not help us fight it out from here.

Mash: I believe what we need is mutual trust.

Mash: We fight with faith in our Master, and Master fights having faith in us.

Jack: ...What a strange person you are. I have never met someone who would say things like that.

Mash: Oh...really?

Jack: But, sure, I like the way you think. Look, the last Jack is right there.

Jack: I'm sure he's much stronger than us. Much wiser, much more vicious, and much more terrible.

Jack: I'm sure that one is the real Jack the Ripper.

Jack: The manifestation of everyone's fantasies–

Jack: We might be nothing more than a monster who took advantage of that.

Jack: ...If you can still accept us, we'll do what we can do. For your sake, Mommy.

Jack: ...Yeah, let's do it!

--BATTLE--:

Mash: ...The fog is clearing. We've regained communication with the Doctor, too.

Mash: Apparently, we can return to Chaldea now. I'm going to prepare for our return.

Jack: ...Yes. We are officially Jack the Ripper now.

Jack: A frowzy, bloodthirsty killer. A monster that terrorized people in London–

Jack: But still...this is our "name."

Jack: Master, let's go back "home." I want to eat a hamburg steak when we get back.

Dozing Träumerei

Narration: An age of prosperity is upon us.

Narration: The great United Kingdom has become the dominant world power thanks to its booming second industrial revolution.

Narration: Like a broken record, technology continues to rapidly outpace itself. Money changes hands throughout the world, continuing to grow with every transaction.

Narration: Some grow rich, some grow conceited, some prey on others, some go rotten, some steal and rob, and some simply look on and sneer...

Narration: An age of darkness is upon us.

Narration: The weak are eaten alive as the systems that govern lives keep spreading poverty.

Narration: People continue to die one after another. Men... Women... Children... Elderly... All of them, dead.

Narration: In the end, only the rich survived...and they did so with glee.

Narration: Smile.

Narration: Keep a big, happy grin on your face. Live the happiest life you can.

Narration: These ideas are simply common sense for most people... But not for those girls.

Narration: Smile.

Narration: ...We pray that we are blamed, punished, and redeemed.

Narration: By the way, you there. Yes, you.

Narration: Haven't you known for a long time that she was broken beyond repair?


Fujimaru 1: ...!


C:???: Hang in there. Here, breathe with this handkerchief.


Fujimaru 1: Where are we...?

C:???: I believe we're in London. My name is Amakusa Shirou. Do you recognize me, Master?

Amakusa Shirou: Oh good, so you do understand me. Wonderful.


Fujimaru 2: Amakusa Shirou...?

Amakusa Shirou: Yes, Master. We're in London now, and unfortunately, the situation doesn't seem good...


Amakusa Shirou: I wish we could just head back to Chaldea now that you're awake...

Amakusa Shirou: But unfortunately, I get the distinct impression that there's something we need to do first.

Amakusa Shirou: There must be a reason why we ended up here. Do you remember anything, Master?


Fujimaru 1: Now that you mention it, I think I do...


Jack: Yah!

Mash: There, that's all the combat data we need. Great job, Jack.

Jack: Aww, it's over already?

Jack: No faaair! We wanna play mooore!

Mash: Um... Well, we could certainly always use more data.

Mash: Would you be okay with that, Master?


Fujimaru 1: Fine with me.

Jack: Yay! Then let's go somewhere different!


Fujimaru 2: Are you sure you can keep going?

Jack: Sure I'm sure!

Mash: Okay then, just give me a second.

Jack: Ooh, and we want a different place, too!


Mash: You got it. Here, you can choose from these.

Jack: Hmm, now where should we go...?

Jack: Hmm... Hmm... ...Huh?

Jack: Where's “Shinjookoo”?

Mash: Shinjuku is an area in Tokyo, the capital city of a country called Japan.

Jack: Let's go there then! It looks like fun!

Mash: Understood. Just give me a moment, and I'll go ahead and change the location then.

Mash: Let's also change the enemies to match, and...

Mash: There you go.

Jack: Ooh... Wow...

Jack: It's so pretty here! We think we like it!

Mash: O-oh yeah?

Jack: It's rough, and trashy...and perfect!

Jack: We bet there's all sorts of dead people here, and unhappy people here...

Jack: And... And...


Fujimaru 1: Uh... Jack?


Jack: ...Huh?

Jack: That's weird. That's really weird.

Jack: We don't know this city. We're sure we've never been here before.

Jack: So then...why do we understand it so well?

Mash: Jack!?


Fujimaru 1: Easy there!

Jack: No. No, no, no.

Jack: We're not like that anymore. We're not!


Fujimaru 2: Are you okay? What's going on?

Jack: Nothing... It's nothing. Don't worry, Mommy, we're fine!

Jack: ...Ghh... Khh...!


Jack: ...Oh no.

Jack: We've gotta go back. We've gotta go back right now!

Mash: Is this...a high-density magical energy reaction!? Master, get away from there!

Mash: And hurry!

Jack: ...!


Fujimaru 1: Jack!?


Amakusa Shirou: And when you came to, you found yourself here, huh? Now I see.

Amakusa Shirou: ...That's right. I remember now too. I was planning to use the combat simulator right after.

Amakusa Shirou: But then there was some kind of error right before I went to take my turn, and the next thing I knew, I was here.

Amakusa Shirou: Whatever's going on, it sounds like Jack has something to do with it.

Amakusa Shirou: Then I guess we'd better go look for her. But first...

Amakusa Shirou: We should take care of these guys. Let's get this combat simulation started, shall we?

--BATTLE--:

Narration: ...We reach for the light, but always fall short. We reach for the darkness, only to find more than we can carry.

Narration: Looking back now, the only memories we can recall involve pain and suffering.

Narration: We wanted someone to help us, but we just kept dying before we knew what was happening.

Narration: We died like we were being squashed out of existence, and disappeared like we were being ground into nothingness.

Narration: We're the victims of society, and its sworn enemy.

Narration: Who can we blame for that?

Jack: Huh? This is...

C:???: Yes, this is where you were born. Or maybe I should say it's where you never grew up!

Jack: Huh? Nursery?

Nursery Rhyme(?): No, I am not Nursery Rhyme.

Nursery Rhyme(?): I just transformed into someone you wouldn't want to have to fight.

Nursery Rhyme(?): I'm actually retribution.

Nursery Rhyme(?): You're going to atone for all those people you killed.

Jack: ...!

Nursery Rhyme(?): Are you going to run away from your sins? Are you going to refuse your just deserts?

Jack: ...Stop it.

Nursery Rhyme(?): Oh no I won't! You need to die for what you've done! It's your duty!

Jack: Stop it... Stop it! Don't say things like that!

Nursery Rhyme(?): You can't run away forever!

Nursery Rhyme(?): You're a miniature hell that's been dropped into this world...

Nursery Rhyme(?): So you need to accept your punishment and disappear!

Amakusa Shirou: ...So Master, what I'm about to tell you may sound somewhat random, but I promise you it's relevant to our current situation.

Amakusa Shirou: I'm not sure if you already know this, but just in case you don't...

Amakusa Shirou: Jack the Ripper is an unusual case, even among Servants.

Amakusa Shirou: She's basically more like an evil ghost than a person. Don't misunderstand. I'm not saying that to be mean.

Amakusa Shirou: But the fact is, in truth she is an evil spirit born from the city of London itself...

Amakusa Shirou: ...and Jack the Ripper is just the skin the spirit has chosen to wear.

Amakusa Shirou: What's more, that particular trait is something wholly unique to her, at least as far as I know.

Amakusa Shirou: While I have heard rumors that another criminal has been summoned among the Berserkers...

Amakusa Shirou: ...I feel fairly confident in saying that our Jack is the only one who appears this young.


Fujimaru 1: But she's still smart, right?

Amakusa Shirou: Oh yes, she's very wise. To put it another way, she's a very quick thinker.

Amakusa Shirou: Of course, you could also say that most Servants are wise, whether they look like children or not.

Amakusa Shirou: Incidentally, I'm pretty sure that wisdom is not something she had while she was still alive, so to speak.

Amakusa Shirou: If anything, it's like... Well, crowd wisdom.

Amakusa Shirou: Regardless, she's a child now, and deserves to enjoy all that that confers.


Fujimaru 2: I have to say, she's pretty sweet for an evil spirit.

Amakusa Shirou: Oh yes, absolutely.

Amakusa Shirou: She may be brutal and merciless towards her enemies, but you could say the same of most any Servant.

Amakusa Shirou: If anything, it's extremely heartwarming to see her trying to enjoy her life with such childlike wonderment.


D:???: ...But she's also a murderer, remember?

Amakusa Shirou: !

Amakusa Shirou: I suggest you stand back a bit, Master.

Amakusa Shirou: Sorry for drawing my Black Keys so suddenly. If you don't mind my asking, who are you?

D:???: Me? Hmm... I suppose you can call me “Ms. London.”


Fujimaru 1: Ms. London...?

Ms. London: Not that my name particularly matters.

Ms. London: Now then, are you ready to face reality?


Fujimaru 2: I know that she's killed people before, Ms. London.

Ms. London: Of course. It's right in her name, after all. But you mustn't turn away from that fact either.


Amakusa Shirou: ...It would seem you're not here to fight us then. I apologize for my earlier actions.

Amakusa Shirou: ...Hmm.

Amakusa Shirou: Master, this is just my intuition speaking, but I think we should let her come with us.

Amakusa Shirou: I think that's what she wants too.


Fujimaru 1: Got it.


Ms. London: ...Thank you. I'm glad we were able to reach an understanding so quickly.

Ms. London: It is as you said. I would like to accompany you two.

Ms. London: It doesn't matter what I am, or why I am.

Ms. London: While I'm sure it won't be straightforward to do so, right now, I would ask that you think only of saving that child.

Amakusa Shirou: Looks like we've found an obstacle already.

Amakusa Shirou: Once we're done with them, I'm hoping you'll tell us more about what it is you want.

Amakusa Shirou: Now then, shall we, Master!?

--BATTLE--:

Ms. London: Jack is one of London's many victims.

Amakusa Shirou: Yes, that sounds right.

Ms. London: She's a poor, pitiful being, fully deserving of our compassion. That's why it's no surprise she sought revenge.

Amakusa Shirou: Hold on. That doesn't sound quite right.

Amakusa Shirou: If someone had killed her, then her taking revenge on them would make perfect sense.

Amakusa Shirou: Though of course, if we happened to be there, both Master and I would try to stop her from doing so.

Amakusa Shirou: But taking revenge on someone who didn't kill her makes no sense at all.

Amakusa Shirou: That's just lashing out.

Ms. London: True. But as someone whose name escapes me once said...

Ms. London: ...victimhood can be used to legitimize any number of evils.

Amakusa Shirou: ...That's true.

Amakusa Shirou: I must admit that it is all too common for one to use one's position as a victim–or the appearance thereof–as a weapon.

Ms. London: That is the sort of line Jack is walking right now.

Ms. London: Please, stop her before she crosses it.

Narration: ...We're standing at the edge of an abyss.

Narration:

Somebody is whispering in our ear, telling us we'll feel much better if we just jump off.

Narration:

They say we deserve pity because we were murdered.

Narration:

Killed by our parents, our doctors, society, and by who knows what else.

Nursery Rhyme(?): You can't always run away, you know?

Nursery Rhyme(?): If you don't come clean with your sins, they'll just keep piling up!

Narration:

Shut up. We didn't do anything wrong.

Narration:

We only seek retribution. You're the ones who are punishing us after you went and made us like this.

Nursery Rhyme(?): Yes, you may be right. In fact, you almost certainly are! But does that mean it's okay for you to kill others?

Narration: ...Yes. It has to be.

Narration:

It has to be okay to get back at people. It has to be okay to take revenge.

Narration:

We're... We're so...

Nursery Rhyme(?): ... ...

Jack: We'll...kill you.

???: ...Now, now. You mustn't go around killing like that.

Narration:

We hear a clear, kind voice.

Narration:

We turn around to see someone shrouded in hazy mist.

Narration:

And yet, for some reason, seeing them made us stop in our tracks.

Jack: ...Who are you?

???:

Hehe, it doesn't matter who I am. Just listen to me, okay?

???:

I know you've all been through a lot. It's more than anyone should have to bear.

???:

You could blame all living creatures for conspiring to make your lives miserable, and you wouldn't be wrong to do so.

???:

But if you use that as an excuse to hurt others, it will end up hurting all of you, too.

Jack: It will...?

???:

You're broken even now, but not in a sense that makes you dangerous or evil.

???:

But if you start hurting other people... If you start to think it's right for you to do so...

???:

...then one day, you'll end up completely falling apart.

Jack: How can you tell?

???:

I'm not sure either. But you know I'm right, don't you?

Jack: ... ...

Nursery Rhyme(?): What's wrong? Aren't you going to hate them back?

Doctor: Don't you remember how many of you those doctors killed?

Aristocrat: Don't you remember how those men who made you never even looked twice at you?

Nameless People: Don't you remember how the living couldn't have cared less about you?

Jack: Ngh... Khh...!

Narration:

It pisses us off. It's so infuriating. The more we think we have to shrug it off, the angrier we get.

Narration:

Whoever this person is, they're right. We didn't do anything wrong.

Narration: So why should we...? Why shouldn't we...?

???:

That's not right either, Jack.

???:

Your anger, your frustrations, your regrets... They're fine as they are. Those are things all living beings need to reflect on.

???:

...Just like how you can't stop to linger unless you've been constantly seeking something, some things can't be seen unless you have regrets.

???:

And now...what you've been seeking is here.

Jack: Huh?


Fujimaru 1: Jack!


Jack: Mommy! And...Amakusa Shirou?

Amakusa Shirou: Aha, now I see.

Amakusa Shirou: Ms. London, was it?

Amakusa Shirou: Could you be London itself, just as your name suggests?

Ms. London: Yes...and no.

Jack: Huh? Is that the same person we've been talking to here?

Amakusa Shirou: Nonsensical though that may sound, it does look that way.

Amakusa Shirou: She must have wanted to help you very much indeed.

Jack: ...Hmm, okay.

Nursery Rhyme(?): So, there are more chirping songbirds here now. But that doesn't matter.

Amakusa Shirou: Hmm.

Amakusa Shirou: You're not actually Nursery Rhyme, are you?

Jack: Ah! We thought so!

Amakusa Shirou: She may be anyone and no one, but she would never transform into adults who have given up on their dreams.

Amakusa Shirou: Hmm. So that must mean...

Amakusa Shirou: ...you read Jack's memories and chose to look like someone who would make a good victim. Am I right?

Nursery Rhyme(?): Wow, that's amazing! It's like watching a great detective in action!

Amakusa Shirou: Lamentably, I lack a certain gentleman's facility with the violin.

Nursery Rhyme(?): But it doesn't matter that you've figured me out. I'll still be a victim as long as I look like this!

Amakusa Shirou: Hmm.

Amakusa Shirou: I'd be very interested to figure out what you truly are, but for now, I'll settle for just defeating you.

Amakusa Shirou: Do you think you can beat her, Jack?

Jack: But... But she's...


Fujimaru 1: It's okay, Jack.


Fujimaru 2: That girl there? She's nobody.


Jack: Huh?


Fujimaru 1: She's neither a victim nor a victimizer.


Fujimaru 2: She's just someone we have to beat to get out of this dream.


Jack: Oh, yeah.

Jack: Now we get it. We have to get out of here so you can leave too, right, Mommy?

Amakusa Shirou: Yes, that's very true. Not to mention the real Nursery Rhyme, and your other friends, would be very sad without you.

Jack: Oh no, we don't like that. We don't want them to be sad.

Amakusa Shirou: Right? So then, there's only one thing left to do.

Jack: Yeah, you're right. ...Okay! We'll dismember her!

--BATTLE--:

Nursery Rhyme(?): ...Aww, too bad.

Nursery Rhyme(?): I was so sure my society would have been perfect if I had just embedded you conceptually into it as an aggressor.

Amakusa Shirou: Now I see. How very unusual.

Amakusa Shirou: I never would have thought the residual data from our combat simulations would gain consciousness and try to create its own society.

Amakusa Shirou: Maybe you inadvertently copied a strange spell or two when you made this perfect recreation of London?

Amakusa Shirou: Given how close this location is to the Clock Tower, I'm not surprised recreating it could lead to some oddities.

Nursery Rhyme(?): I guess I'll have to choose the next place I recreate more carefully then.

Nursery Rhyme(?): All right... See you later, Ms. Perpetual Victim.

Jack: Bye-bye!

Nursery Rhyme(?): ...Ugh, this is so disappointing.

Ms. London: Well, that's a relief.

Jack: You are

Ms. London: I'm nobody, Jack. Though if I had to pick something, I suppose I'd say I'm London's conscience.

Ms. London: No matter how coarse human society's systems may be, or how inferior its character...

Ms. London: ...the fact remains that everyone has at least a little conscience in them.

Ms. London: The same concept was present even in the society that that Nursery Rhyme made.

Amakusa Shirou: That still leaves a few questions unanswered though.

Amakusa Shirou: For example, why are you a woman? Why did you choose that particular personality?

Ms. London: Well...

Jack: Is it because you're a mommy, even if you're not our Mommy?

Ms. London: ...You know, I like that interpretation. Yes, let's go with that.

Ms. London: I'm someone you've dreamed about.

Ms. London: Someone who loves and accepts you unconditionally, and who wouldn't hesitate to take a bullet for you if necessary.

Ms. London: Someone who, once upon a time, just might have been your Master in a Holy Grail War.

Ms. London: Yes, I think that's just a lovely dream... A Träumerei.

Jack: Nn...

Ms. London: Now, it's time to wake up from this simulation, and go back home.

Ms. London: Will you be okay now, Jack?

Jack: ...Yeah. We think we'll make do.

Amakusa Shirou: Oh good, it looks like our comms are back online. This seems as good a time as any to exit the simulation then.

Amakusa Shirou: Farewell, Ms. London.


Fujimaru 1: Goodbye!

Ms. London: Goodbye, everyone.


Fujimaru 2: Thank you for showing us the way.

Ms. London: Not at all. I'm the one who should be thanking you.


Jack: ... ...

Ms. London: Oh my. What's wrong, Jack?

Jack: Well, um... We think...

Jack: ...we're really glad...we got to meet you.

Jack: Maybe we still haven't met you yet, or maybe we already did...

Jack: But now that we've met you, we... On second thought, never mind that part.

Jack: We think...we're gonna try a little harder.

Jack: Goodbye, Mystery Lady.

Ms. London: Goodbye, Jack the Ripper. May you be happy to your final breath.

Jack: Um, Mommy? We're sorry for what happened today.


Fujimaru 1: That's okay. How are you doing now?


Jack: We're not sure.

Jack: We don't really get humanity, and we don't have any reason to work hard for them.

Jack: We even think the world might be better off if they were gone.

Jack: But right now, we're having fun. We're happy.

Jack: Not to mention, if that mysterious lady is out there somewhere...

Jack: ...No, even if she's gone now, and there's only traces of her left somewhere on this planet...

Jack: We think we have to do the best we can.


Fujimaru 1: Thanks, Jack.

Jack: You're welcome, Mommy!


Fujimaru 2: Then let's all do our best together, okay?

Jack: Yeah... Yeah, let's! We promise we'll try really, really hard!

Jack: So, maybe...we can still dream together too! Okay, Mommy?


Narration: ...When one person kills another, that person is indelibly marked with sin.

Narration: In that sense, she has long been a grave sinner, and always will be.

Narration: But you can also look at it this way.

Narration: Now that those victims have all come together as a single entity in the form of Jack the Ripper...

Narration: ...they've finally been given the right to dream.

Narration: As she nods off by the young [♂ man's /♀️ woman's} side, she can hear happy, peaceful music playing nearby.

Narration: The kind of music...that children dream about.