The God of Comprehensive Manga is in Control

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Irisviel opened her eyes and looked around.

The current feeling is very strange, the consciousness is extremely clear, but it is impossible to think clearly.

It seems that what is cloudy and meaningless is not her own spirit, but the world she lives in.

Visions flew by before her eyes, and looking at them brought only senseless and unbearable sadness and emptiness.

All the scenes reflected in the eyes have nothing to do with joy and happiness, but a kaleidoscope of messy scenes common to this point.

There is pain, there is humiliation, there is regretful resentment and loss.

Blood and scorched earth, betrayal and vengeance, labor and effort for nothing, is a costly chain of futility.

The familiar snow scene repeats itself.

It tells the story of a family who sealed everything in the city of winter.

Here, she finally remembered.

What I overlooked was the [-]-year journey of searching for the Holy Grail of the Einzbern family.

The initial female dolls created by the "Holy Maiden of Winter" Justisa Lizleich von Einzbern and her prototype...artificial humans.

Created by alchemy secrets, it is a humanoid consumable that is produced and used in order to realize an unattainable long-cherished wish.

Using their blood and tears as ink, cracked bones and frozen fingertips as pens, the history of frustration and loss of the Einzbern family is written.

Their sighs and despair made Irisviel's heart tighten.

If there is a place from which these sights can be seen, it must be at the center of all strife, witnessing the interior of all things.

Irisviel finally understood that she was looking at the inside of the Holy Grail.

Embracing the original Yustessa's, the Great Grail of [Enzoyama].

And all the androids are replicas created based on her as the "Winter Maiden", so they share the same pain.

- No, is that really true?

"Why are you crying, Mother Mother?"

After recovering, Irisviel found herself in her daughter's room, guarded by the warmth of the stove.

Outside the window is the cold wind and snow, the wind whizzes past, and the young hands hold the mother's arms tightly in order to seek protection.

"Mother, I had a nightmare. In the dream, Illya turned into a cup."

Despite the fear in her heart, Illya looked at her with red eyes full of trust.

Although he has the same face as his mother and other sisters, this child is special and more lovable than anyone else.

"There are seven very large things that have arrived inside Illya...",

Irisviel hugged her daughter tightly, her silvery white bangs wiped her daughter's cheeks wet with tears.

"It's okay, it's okay...that kind of thing won't happen, you won't see that kind of thing, Illya."

Among the many sisters, only Irisviel possessed a sad desire that could not be shared with others—— that was the kindness of "mother's love".

Among the human beings of all ages, as the first person to give birth to an heir, she is the only one in the same family who possesses maternal love, and the fate she bears is also lamentable.

Ilyasviel von Einzbern, who is the next Holy Grail, is also a part of a gear that has been involved in delusion and obsession for two thousand years, and this chain will not end.

The third magic, the cup of heaven - this is the only salvation.

Many voices flocked to Irisviel, she and countless sisters were singing.

"The Holy Grail..."

"Please give the Holy Grail to my hand..."

In the depths of the forest, where the used androids were abandoned, the piled up corpses of compatriots were singing, and the rotting faces covered with maggots were very similar to the face of the young Illya, making painful sounds.

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Chapter 97 Destruction...or Salvation? (3/3)

"nothing……"

Irisviel hugged her daughter tightly in her arms with love.

"Illya, you will definitely be freed from the shackles of fate..."

At this time, a question suddenly flashed in her mind.

If this is the dream of the Holy Grail—since the internal "vessel" can be seen so clearly that it has taken shape...

What is it like to be myself as a shell...?

This is like an egg shell that can see the internal organs of the chick. If this is the case, this is a huge contradiction. When the chick is hatched, the shell should be broken.

So…………