Trial Quest - Arjuna
Search for the Song of Gods
???: —That moment, I continue to repeat that moment.
???: Throughout the continued repetition of human history, that moment in my life... Even if it is insignificant in all that has happened...
???: Even if it was just me slaying my enemy.
???: The indescribable sadness, anger, happiness, and more than anything—relief, I can still remember it.
???: ...Relief. Yes, that can only be called "relief."
???: Like when a scab is torn off, it's an odd pleasure. The fear that sent a shiver up my spine, it too has vanished into thin air.
???: But I was unable to touch the arrow that I myself had shot. Nor was I able to claim his head.
???: I could only stand there, dazed—and accept the glorious victory.
???: ... ...
???: Wake up, good fellow.
Fujimaru 1: ???---
???: Are you all right?
???: Napping during a storm such as this, you must have some nerves of steel.
Fujimaru 1: Where in the world am I?
???: Good question. ...To be perfectly honest, I do not know myself.
???: When I awoke, I was on this ship, being tossed about in this storm.
???: I have knowledge of how to steer a ship, but I'm afraid all we can do is ride this out.
???: As that is the case, I decided that I should speak with you, since you were leisurely napping here. Also, I had nothing better to do, either.
Fujimaru 2: Who are you?
???: ...I'm not sure how to answer that. You see, I am not entirely sure myself.
???: I am a nameless man. The only thing that I remember is that I am an Archer Servant.
???: ...I also have no idea where this ship will take us. Though I am a Servant, I don't even know who I am.
???: It does seem that you are my Master. If possible, may I accompany you for a while?
Fujimaru 1: That is fine.
???: Thank you. My name... Though I do not know it, I am sure I am an Archer Servant.
???: It is nice to meet you, Master.
Fujimaru 2: Where is Mash?
???: Mash? I am not sure... There may be someone else inside this ship.
Mash: Master!? Are you here, Master!?
???: Who is that?
Fujimaru 1: A dependable Servant.
Mash: Thank goodness, Master. I'm so glad you're all right.
Mash: Yes, I am (Your Name) Senpai's Servant. My name is Mash Kyrielight!
Fujimaru 2: My charming Kohai.
Mash: What? Charming Kohai... Oh, I am hardly that...
Mash: No, I am still very much your Servant! You must call me dependable!
Mash: But...at any rate... Thank you...
Mash: Here is our situation, Master.
Mash: Apparently, during the Rayshift, we were blown off course by a strange Singularity.
Mash: Unfortunately, we're unable to contact the Doctor.
Mash: By the way, who is that person? He looks like a well-known Servant somehow.
???: Unfortunately, I seem to have left my identity behind.
???: However, I do know that I am an Archer. As you can see, I carry a bow for a weapon. So quite obviously I am.
Mash: Well, uhm...Excuse me. I don't mean to seem rude, but that's not a Class that can be determined by one's weapon.
Mash: In this world where an Archer can wield two swords ([[Emiya]]), or strike with a club ([[Orion]])...
Mash: ...and even hurl valuable treasures at random ([[Gilgamesh]])...
Mash: It's a bit premature to assume you're an Archer just because you carry a bow.
Archer: There is quite a variety of heroes in the world, it seems...
Mash: By the way, Senpai, what were you doing... Were you napping?
Mash: That is so like you, Senpai. You've been like that since I found you sound asleep in the corridor at Chaldea!
Mash: There's no way I can even relax. In fact, I feel a little sick...
Mash: No matter how many times I've been through this, I still can't get used to a ship deck during a storm...
Archer: Though this ship is quite sturdy, there could still be trouble if the storm continues...
Archer: What was that?
Mash: A Ghost-type enemy. Excuse me, but we could use your help!
Mash: We have annihilated them. Well done, Master.
Archer: ...How humiliating. I was hardly any help at all. I'm so ashamed.
Mash: N-No, not at all. I'm just glad we're all right.
Fujimaru 1: You seemed like you had doubts.
Archer: ...You have a keen eye. That's exactly right. I...have doubts about fighting.
Fujimaru 2: Don't you want to fight?
Archer: A skilled Master must be able to understand a Servant, even if the Servant is not their own.
Archer: That's right. For me -- battle carries only melancholy with it.
Mash: Why is that?
Archer: I know not my True Name, nor how many Holy Grail Wars I fought, nor how many I emerged from victorious.
Archer: ...But I don't think I have been defeated. I have the utmost confidence in my abilities.
Archer: If I suffered a terrible defeat, Master certainly would have ordered me to commit suicide.
Mash: T-Talk about confidence! But what he says is not a lie, Senpai!
Archer: Perhaps I remained undefeated when I was alive as well That is precisely why it is all feels so empty.
Archer: Whether I am victorious or defeated...
Archer: It is all just an infinitesimal ship washed away by the enormous waves of time.
Archer: The joy of victory has no meaning. The humiliation of defeat has no meaning.
Archer: Therefore, nothing has any meaning.
Fujimaru 1: Even your life now?
Archer: ...That's right. It is not easy for me to say, but that is the present condition I am in.
Archer: If it were not for your presence, Master, I most likely would have abandoned the battle.
Fujimaru 2: Even death?
Archer: I am a Servant to begin with... I am sure I belonged to the warrior class long before as well.
Archer: Therefore, I have no fear of death.
Lancer: That's not true, Archer. You are not a warrior unafraid of death.
Mash: Huh? Who was that!?
Lancer: The man you are now is not someone unafraid of death. You merely have not seen death.
Lancer: You achieved so much glory so easily and with so little challenge that you ended up tired of life.
Lancer: Your philosophy has led you to nothing more than desperation. You merely have a low opinion of your own existence.
Lancer: That's not even martyrdom. I won't allow you to take that path!
Archer: ...Who...are you? No, wait... Who am I?
Lancer: ...How infuriating! Even though I proclaim the truth, you still do not understand.
Lancer: The one and only person in this world that I cannot accept. That one person is you, bowman!
Lancer: A wild and crude shot. Is that the best you can do? Then you had better restring your bow.
Mash: Calm down, please! He's not an ally, but that doesn't make him an enemy!
Archer: ...I know. I know that, but... That man—I won't stand for him!
Archer: I cannot stand your presence. For whatever reason, I cannot stand your presence!
Lancer: —Now that's a little more like it. That fury. That unreasonable malevolence.
Lancer: That arrogance is what makes you who you are. That aura of righteous anger is most fitting for the man who carries that bow.
Lancer: Fire away without reservation. Come on, don't hold back.
Lancer: I won't pull any punches either. I will run my shadow lance through your throat!
Archer: Haa, haa, haa...
Lancer: A tenacity that ignores the Class affinity... Our fates are truly intertwined.
Lancer: ...But that is all for now. We must each again inquire of the Bhagavad-Gita.
Lancer: We can continue this after that is finished. ...the Master over there, and the one who watched over that Master.
Lancer: ...I know it may be a burden to you, but I want you to guide him. You're the only ones who can do it.
Fujimaru 1: Do you need guidance as well?
Lancer: ...It‘s unnecessary. But I do appreciate the offer.
Lancer: As long as that man is present, I will be your enemy.
Lancer: The same is true if reversed as well.
Lancer: A hated enemy is a necessary ingredient of myth. I am truly used to playing that part.
Fujimaru 2: But for what purpose?
Lancer: I have no obligation to answer my enemies. What I am after is insignificant.
Archer: Master, a while ago I said that I had tired of living.
Archer: That is the sincere truth. My thirst for battle has also faded.
Archer: However... even so...
Archer: I cannot abide that Lancer. I know this feeling I have is unreasonable...
Archer: That man is most certainly a righteous person.
Archer: He is recognized by the people and is a hero who devotes himself to doing virtuous deeds.
Archer: But still, I truly, for some reason, want to battle him.
Archer: No, it's not a desire to battle. I want to deny him. Deny all of him. Everything.
Archer: ...I am certain this is an unforgivable request. This is an improper desire.
Fujimaru 1: It is not improper.---
Archer: Not improper? What do you mean?
Fujimaru 1: Most certainly he is your mortal enemy.
Archer: My mortal...enemy.
Archer: ... ...
Archer: I see. Those words have hit home.
Fujimaru 2: Then you should go on a quest for that answer.
Archer: Go on a...quest?
Archer: ... ...
Archer: You may be right. To find out who the man is that boils my blood...
Archer: ...and to find out who I am. I should search for those answers.
Archer: ...It seems the storm has passed as well, as if waking from a dream.
Archer: I am ever a wanderer.
Archer: If we meet again in reality, I would be glad if we could find those answers together.
Archer: —Farewell, my Master. I look forward to the day that we may meet again.