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.