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!


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!


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!


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?


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!?


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.


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


They say we deserve pity because we were murdered.


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!


Shut up. We didn't do anything wrong.


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.


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


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

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

Jack: We'll...kill you.

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


We hear a clear, kind voice.


We turn around to see someone shrouded in hazy mist.


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...!


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


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!


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.