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Shirou POV

I kneeled down on the shed in exhaustion "huff...huff attempt 200 was a complete fucking failure I've been trying to use different self-made poems but none of them have worked so far except for the 'I am the bone of my sword' aria part everything else I've tried has resulted in immense pain in both my nerves and head," I muttered with a groan of frustration.

What was I doing wrong? I questioned...and a reply was soon given you keep basing most of the poem as if you were fusing the different variants of Shirou Emiya from their respective routes. I said to you once that the poem must be completely about you, not the other versions of my other variants the bounded lingering will said causing my eye to twitch.

Tch...don't think that just because you helped me means that I am going to stop trying to find a way to get rid of you not to mention the fact that you were one who dragged me into this problem I snarkily thought standing back up arm extended for another try.

A self-poem that works for just me mixing around the different chants of the other versions of Emiya Shirou won't work...because I am not really Shirou Emiya so the question is who really am I as a person?

I closed my eyes most of my former self has faded away because of the void leaving me with limited knowledge of who I really once was.

Sometimes though I would dream of memories from my past life, but they don't stick around for long it's like a puzzle piece that doesn't want to stick.

"I am the Bone of my Sword.

At the end of the day, this body remains a tool for fighting.

Steel is the Vessel and Ambition my own.
This body may be forged of steel, but it burns with my own desires.

I Have Stolen and Forged Countless Weapons For my Forgotten Dream.
I freely admit I've taken techniques and weapons that were not my own all to fulfill the dream I never got to do in my last life.

No longer Bound by Life or Death.
Life and death mean nothing to me now for I have lived, died, and returned for something greater.

These Hands will Seize All That They Can Reach.
I seek to witness all things, to learn from this vast world, not to pursue an empty ideal.

This is the Law I carve into Existence.
These beliefs are my own no other will dictate my path.

My Entire Being is now... Unlimited Blade Works!" and so I imagined the same familiar world of blades shimmering beneath the night sky while letting my mana occupy the space in the shed.

Feeling cold air, I opened my eyes only to be greeted to the same world that I first saw when I confronted the lingering will the only thing missing was the black tree with said bounded will....strange.

"I finally... d-did it..." I gasped out before pain shot through my circuits, I collapsed forward barely registering the cold ground beneath me. This world of mine... I could only hold it for two minutes before my mana ran dry even then I had used a lot more in my first 200 attempts.

Still, I had done it now I just needed to hold this world for a longer time period a flash of light later Unlimited Blade Works vanishes away brining me back to the cluttered shed. Yes it was cluttered compared to how I usually kept it this was because of all the space on the wall were now filled with my originally forged weapons including the discarded NP's that I had taken from the Fuyuki River.

I leaned my head against the wall feeling really exhausted and soon I fell into the realm of dreams viewing a life that had been eroded away by the black void of death.