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.