God Emperor Emiya Shirou

Shirou stood at the entrance to the Temple, his flaming broadsword driven into the ground as he glared at the annoyance clad in Golden Armor. The Chaos Artifact behind the temple was growing more powerful by the minute the power of Chaos thick and malevolent almost tangible. Shirou grit his teeth, he had no time for this annoying usurper

"So you have come Mongrel, I applaud you on your tenacity but this is where you die. Perhaps I'll let you watch how this world is cleaned by the Holy Grail and how humanity becomes what is used to be"

Shirou glared even harder, his psychic power leaking and distorting the space between him and Gilgamesh

"Foolish little pawn, What it used to be? You'll condemn humanity to destruction and being cattle for the Chaos. Stand aside!"

Gilgamesh growled at those words of defiance

"Fine if you wish you test yourself against the great me, So Be it"

The man in golden armor rose his arm, space distorting as he reached out to his pocket dimension, summoning his arsenal

"Gates of Babylon"

He snapped his fingers and countless weapons shot out of the distortion but Shirou didn't even flinch as countless legendary weapons came flying, wanting to taste his blood. He withdrew his blade from the ground and with one great swipe which rend the earth apart the weapons scattered in various directions

"What!?"

Gilgamesh's eyes bulged out as his attack was easily stopped.

"I told you, nothing you have will threaten me much less harm me. Stand aside foolish child and if it is not too late I may forgive you"

Shirou spoke, his voice calm and powerful. He did not wish to kill this man, for all his arrogance he have not been tainted by the Chaos even after direct contact with it. Chaos might have twisted his mind but his will and soul were still there, they could still be saved

"HA! You!? Forgive ME!? Don't make me laugh Mongrel, I am Gilgamesh, King of Heroes, this world, all its treasures and all its people belong to ME!"

He outstretched his arm and another rift appeared, a handle of a sword, Gilgamesh grabbed it and withdrew a strange circular sword.The power in the air began to rage around the strange blade and Shirou frowned. For something prepared so hastily it was a powerful weapon and could cause a lot of destruction, still...

"Witness my power and YIELD you Mongrel. Enuma... ELISH"

He moved his arm whipping the swords towards Shirou, a torrent of energy powerful enough to part oceans and destroy continents came at him.

He rose his hand, palm towards the torrent.

And as the torrent struck it was diverted, it's power rending the hills around them apart, carving large scars in the ground and city behind them. Shirou growled as he sensed hundreds of souls flicker and disappear into the Warp.

"Enough is ENOUGH!"

He growled and the force of his will dissipated the torrent of energy still coming at him leaving Gilgamesh gawking at him, not understanding what just happened

"You wish to contend with me, Child? You wish to throw your power against me? Very well, we shall do it your way"

He glared at Gilgamesh who was now withdrawing under the power of those eyes.

"I am the Emperor of Mankind"

He intoned, his sword once again driven into the ground, it's flames swirling in under the power those simple words have summoned

My Power is my Body and my Blood

I have lived for thousands of years

Born of Humanity

Unyielding to Gods

Have withstood Pain to Protect Humanity

And those hands will never let go of a Sword

As long as I'll Protect my Children my life will be

Unlimited Imperium Works

The power up to now constrained by his will was released and reached out to the future, to the time when he will be at his strongest. To the time his will and power will be most needed.

And in an explosion of psychic power the world changed. A cratered ground underneath their feet, black star-covered sky in the void above their hands. And in the skies, warships, enormous, incredible warships, countless ships each bigger than the previous one.

Gilgamesh lowered his eyes from the sky to look at the man in front of him and gawked some more.

The man who up to now wore simple clothes of his era changed. Clad in golden armor, towering above Gilgamesh, his face stern, serious, a golden wreath on his head shining with his power, creating an areola. And behind him warriors, legions of warriors clad in mighty power armours, rank after rank standing behind their Emperor their weapons at ready. Down from the Void countless ships coming and landing to unload more troops. And in the distance enormous war machines akin to Tower of Babel, great cathedrals built on their shoulders glistering with guns.

Emperor of Mankind continued to glare at the foolish child. And when he spoke the ground trembled with the power of his voice.

"You call yourself King of Heroes, You claim you own the entire world and everything within it."

He rose his arms his flaming sword tracing an arc in the air as if to encompass the entirety of his army

"I am The Emperor of Mankind. I rule over billions of worlds. Countless humans worship my name, thousands upon millions die with my name on their lips to protect the Humanity and spread my word."

His arms lowered, once again resting on the handle of the sword

"You who claim to be a king and owner of the world. Kneel before me for among the billions of words Earth is but one world within my domain. You who dream of greatness are barely a tiny light of a match in the face of exploding supernovas. Kneel and I will forgive you and accept as a son, Disobey me and there will be no trace left of you and Gods of Chaos shall feast upon your soul"

"NEVER!"

Was Gilgamesh's final act of defiance in the face of greatness that surpassed him.

The Golden Man sighed, a mournful, sad sound

"So be it"

He said and rose his sword.

And as he lowered it, pointing at Gilgamesh the warships who up till now were silent spoke up. And spoke up they did with their mighty guns rending the base of Earth beneath Gilgamesh's feet. His scream echoed through the void as his body was torn apart by enough power to slay a world and smother a star.

Once again Emperor rose his arm and once again it fell aiming at Gilgamesh.

And the great cathedrals of war spoke up, with their glistering guns, consecrated to slay Chaos and Xenos. And once again the base of earth was rend apart and Gilgamesh screamed. His body barely holding together.

He knelled his body unable to stay upright, his flesh broken, burnt and destroyed

"Kneel Child, I am still willing to forgive you" "Never"

Gilgamesh croaked out and the Golden Man lowered his head with sadness

"I commend your will Child, may you find peace in the Warp as unlikely as it is"

And for the third and last time the great flaming sword rose. And for the last time it fell this time however bearing Emperor's Power instead of his Authority. And as the sword fell Gilgamesh sighed, his life coming to an end.

Power which could smother a star with ease shot out from Emperor's sword and rend the world apart, and Gilgamesh with it.

The future world disappeared slowly, leaving Emiya Shirou, the one who will one day become the Emperor of Mankind alone amidst the devastated Temple.

He stood there, his head lowered, mourning for his foolish child who would not heed his words.

But there was still much to be done and this was not time to mourn the fallen.

His feet moved and with his sword in his hand he marched forward, prepared to confront the power of Chaos.