Fate: Zero to Hero

Inside the Hall of Asgard

Kirschtaria sighed as he walked through the grand hall, the weight of his thoughts pressing down on him. His three loyal companions—Thurd, Hildr, and Ortlinde—observed him with concern, each step he took resonating with an air of urgency.

Hildr broke the silence, her brows furrowed with curiosity. "So, is he...?"

Kirschtaria turned his gaze to her, a wry smile forming despite his irritation. "Giving me a headache, yes. Yes, he is again."

Thurd chuckled, her laughter filling the hall. "What did Thor do this time? Challenge another giant? Or perhaps he's considering a wrestling match with Fenrir?"

Ortlinde shook her head, trying to stifle her laughter. "I think he's more focused on being the center of attention than anything else. Typical Thor."

Kirschtaria stopped, resting his hands on his hips as he looked at his companions. "It's not just about Thor's antics. His desire for glory is one thing, but it clouds his judgment. We have bigger threats to worry about than a drunken brawl in the mead hall."

Hildr stepped closer, her tone serious. "You're worried about Chaldea, aren't you? They're not just another group of heroes. They have powerful Servants at their command, and if Thor continues to be reckless, it could spell disaster for us."

Kirschtaria nodded, his expression grave. "Exactly. We need to approach this with caution. I'm trying to convince him that there's more at stake here than personal glory. The integrity of Asgard depends on it."

Thurd frowned, his brow furrowing in thought. "But how do you rein in a god who thrives on battle? Thor isn't one to back down, especially when his pride is at stake."

"Perhaps," Ortlinde suggested, "you can appeal to his sense of responsibility. He may be a warrior, but he also loves Asgard and its people. Remind him of what's truly important."

Kirschtaria considered her words, a flicker of hope igniting within him. "You're right. I need to remind him that true strength lies not only in victory but in protecting what we hold dear. I'll gather the others and plan a council meeting. We need a united front if we're going to stand against Ritsuka and Chaldea."

As Kirschtaria began to walk again, his companions fell in step beside him. Hildr glanced up at him with a hint of admiration. "You've always been the one to think ahead, Kirschtaria. That's why we believe in you."

Kirschtaria smiled softly, grateful for their support. "Thank you. But it's not just about me; it's about all of us working together. Asgard has faced many trials, and we've always emerged stronger. This time will be no different."

Thurd raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Just as long as it doesn't involve another one of Thor's wild plans. I'd rather not find myself face-to-face with a dragon because he decided to provoke it."

Kirschtaria chuckled, his mood lightening. "Agreed. Let's make sure that our next steps are calculated, not reckless."

As they approached the council chamber, Kirschtaria felt a renewed sense of determination. With the support of his loyal companions and the wisdom of his strategies, he was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, ensuring that Asgard would remain a beacon of strength and unity against the encroaching darkness.

Later that day, Kirschtaria found solace in his chambers, the soft glow of candlelight casting flickering shadows across the walls. He settled into a plush chair, and the three Valkyries—Hildr, Thurd, and Ortlinde—gathered around him, enveloping him in a warm embrace.

"Remember my plan," Kirschtaria said, breaking the comfortable silence.

Hildr nodded, her head resting against his shoulder. "Your end goal is to use the Fantasy Tree to ensure that every human has a god protecting them. That is the only way to shield them all from the looming threats."

Kirschtaria looked at them, his expression a mix of resolve and affection. "Yes, and it all hinges on Ritsuka Fujimaru."

Hildr sighed softly, shifting her head to gaze up at him. "You really didn't need to tell the story of how Ritsuka saved you when you were fifteen. You've recounted it enough times already."

Ortlinde chimed in, a teasing glimmer in her eyes as she playfully grabbed his face, forcing him to meet her gaze. "Seriously, it's almost like you're in love with him and not us! We get it—he was your leader and savior. You might have a hero complex or something."

Kirschtaria chuckled, unable to hide his fondness. "I can't help it! It's like Lady Luck is on his side. And let's not forget he's a descendant of Karna. The very embodiment of valor!"

Thurd crossed her arms, leaning back with a smirk. "So, you're saying that if we want to keep your heart, we have to impress you like Ritsuka does?"

"Exactly!" Kirschtaria said with mock seriousness. "If you could find a way to defeat Fate and bring a divine aura to your every move, perhaps then you could rival him."

Hildr laughed, nudging him playfully. "Well, we might not be descendants of legendary heroes, but we do have our own strengths, don't we? Remember who you're talking to!"

Kirschtaria's smile deepened as he regarded each of them. "Of course. You're all powerful and courageous in your own rights. But Ritsuka's experiences shaped him into someone truly remarkable. He fights not just for victory but to save the world and protect the ones he loves."

"Then we'll just have to show you that we can do the same," Ortlinde said, her eyes gleaming with determination. "After all, we're not just Valkyries—we're your Valkyries. And we'll do everything in our power to help you achieve your dream."

Kirschtaria felt a swell of pride and warmth as he gazed at the three fierce warriors. "Thank you. Your support means everything to me. Together, we'll ensure that Asgard—and all of humanity—has a chance against the darkness ahead."

Just then, a knock sounded at the door, interrupting their moment. Kirschtaria rose, smoothing out his attire as he opened it to reveal Thor, standing there with a boisterous grin.

"Ah, Kirschtaria! Just the man I wanted to see!" Thor boomed, stepping into the room with an air of confidence. "I've heard some rumors about Chaldea's arrival. Let's strategize on how we can make this more entertaining, shall we?"

Kirschtaria exchanged a knowing look with the Valkyries before stepping aside to allow Thor in. "You know, Thor, this might not be the best time for a brawl—"

"Bah! There's never a bad time for a brawl!" Thor interrupted, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Come, let's make some plans. But first, who's ready for some mead?"

The Valkyries groaned in unison, and Kirschtaria sighed, shaking his head with a smile. "This is going to be a long night, isn't it?"

As laughter filled the room, Kirschtaria felt a sense of camaraderie that strengthened his resolve. With allies like these by his side, he was more determined than ever to face the challenges that lay ahead.

In the Arena

Later that day, Kirschtaria stood in the grand arena, the energy of anticipation crackling in the air. He activated Star Light, his transformation illuminating the space around him with a celestial glow.

Thor, leaning casually against a stone pillar, watched with a mixture of amusement and respect. "Remember when you first came to this Lostbelt?" he asked, a nostalgic smile on his face.

Kirschtaria looked at him, a glint of determination in his eyes. "Yes, I do."

Flashback: The Day of Reckoning

The scene shifted to a chaotic moment in the past. Kirschtaria was flung through several walls, crashing with a thunderous impact. The brilliance of Star Light flickered and dimmed, leaving him momentarily dazed. As he struggled to rise, he caught sight of Thor, who was grinning, evidently enjoying the spectacle of their battle.

"Is this the best you can do?" Thor had bellowed, a hint of mockery in his tone.

Amidst the rubble, Kirschtaria fought to regain his composure. Around him, the Valkyries—Hildr, Ortlinde, and Thurd—stood as a formidable trio, their expressions resolute.

Thurd, her blond hair billowing in the wind, declared with authority, "Enough! You're just a human. You can't defeat him!"

Hildr glared at him coldly, crossing her arms. "Yes, just give up. There's no shame in knowing your limits."

Kirschtaria's heart raced, and anger boiled within him. He turned his fierce gaze on them, his voice dripping with venom. "Shut up!"

In that moment, his mind reached back to Ritsuka. "I will prove it to him," he thought fiercely. The memory of Ritsuka's unwavering faith in him ignited a spark of determination.

Present Day: Back in the Arena

Kirschtaria snapped back to the present, the remnants of that flashback fueling his resolve. "I may have struggled then," he said, his voice steady and powerful, "but I've come a long way since that day. I won't back down now."

Thor chuckled, clearly entertained. "That's the spirit! Let's see what you've got with Star Light activated. Show me how far you've come."

Kirschtaria nodded, his body glowing with renewed energy as he prepared for the challenge ahead. His thoughts flickered back to Ritsuka's support, the strength of his bonds empowering him.

With a fierce shout, he charged forward, the arena shaking beneath his feet as he engaged in combat. He felt the energy of the Star Light surge through him, guiding his movements and amplifying his power. He dodged Thor's hammer strikes with newfound agility, countering with strikes of his own.

"You've grown stronger," Thor admitted, his tone shifting to one of genuine admiration. "But can you keep up this pace?"

Kirschtaria smirked, confidence radiating from him. "You haven't seen anything yet, Thunder God!"

The two clashed, exchanging blows that echoed throughout the arena, each hit resonating with the memory of their earlier encounter and the growth that had occurred since. Kirschtaria was no longer the uncertain human who had stumbled into this lost belt; he was now a formidable force, backed by his friends and allies.

As they fought, the Valkyries watched, pride swelling in their hearts. They knew Kirschtaria was not just fighting for himself; he was fighting for everyone who believed in him, including Ritsuka, who had shown him what true strength and leadership looked like.

The battle continued, each strike pushing Kirschtaria closer to realizing his ultimate goal—a world where every human had a god protecting them, starting with his own fierce determination to protect those he cared for.

Kirschtaria landed gracefully on a nearby platform, a confident grin spreading across his face. "Have I ever told you about my favorite character and games?" he called out, his voice echoing through the arena.

Thor raised an eyebrow, a mix of confusion and amusement on his face. "Yes, that game Undertale, the goat boy Asriel."

Kirschtaria smirked, reveling in the moment. "Guess who controls that? Starts now. I am the god of hyperspace!"

Thor squinted at him, his expression shifting to one of incredulity. "Cringe," he muttered, shaking his head as he tried to suppress a laugh.

Kirschtaria shrugged, unfazed by Thor's reaction. "You can laugh all you want, but let's be real—Asriel has a way of making even the toughest battles seem manageable. Plus, I can control the fabric of space itself! If that doesn't make me a god, I don't know what does."

The thunder god chuckled, crossing his arms. "Alright, space god, show me what you can do! But don't get too cocky; I won't go easy on you just because you've got some video game references in your back pocket."

Kirschtaria's eyes gleamed with determination. "Bring it on, Thor! I've faced worse odds than a hammer-wielding thunder god."

With that, he took a deep breath, focusing his energy as he prepared for the next round of their battle. Summoning the power of Star Light, he felt the cosmos swirl around him, ready to amplify his abilities to new heights.

As the two resumed their fight, Kirschtaria began weaving through the arena, utilizing the hyperspace energy to create portals that allowed him to dodge Thor's thunderous strikes. "You see, Thor?" he called out between movements. "In Undertale, you learn that the choices you make shape the outcomes. I've made my choice to fight for a better future!"

Thor swung his hammer with impressive force, attempting to catch Kirschtaria mid-movement. "Your choices might get you zapped!" he retorted, summoning a crackling storm of lightning around him.

Kirschtaria countered by opening a portal that redirected Thor's lightning back toward him. "But I control the storm here!" he shouted, feeling the exhilaration of the battle fueling his resolve.

The arena filled with energy as the two clashed, each blow resonating with the weight of their convictions. The Valkyries cheered from the sidelines, witnessing their master's growth and determination.

Hildr shouted, "That's it, Kirschtaria! Show him what you've got!"

As their battle continued, the power of the Star Light glimmered around Kirschtaria, transforming him into a radiant figure of strength. He felt empowered not just by his abilities but by the knowledge that he fought for those who believed in him, especially Ritsuka.

With renewed vigor, Kirschtaria shouted, "Time to finish this!" He summoned a massive burst of hyperspace energy, swirling around him like a galaxy.

"Starry Impact!" he cried, launching a dazzling wave of cosmic energy directly at Thor.

Thor grinned, excitement glinting in his eyes. "Now that's what I'm talking about!" He prepared to counter with his own powerful strike.

As the two forces collided, the arena erupted in a spectacular display of light and sound, the energy cascading around them like a supernova. The impact echoed throughout Asgard, a testament to their strength and determination.

Amidst the chaos, Kirschtaria focused on his goal: to protect those he loved and forge a path where all could thrive. Whether or not he emerged victorious, he knew that every battle brought him closer to that dream.

To be continued

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