“It may be a desperate measure on the part of the Throne to curb the world’s contradictions, even if only slightly, but it is a wasted effort in the face of my eyes, which see through all futures. Analogizing the past based on a future of a different phase is a simple matter.”
The King of Heroes stared confidently into empty space and endeavored to observe himself on a different phase, but...
“Hm? ...’Splash’...? This can’t be right... Fishing...? No...”
He appeared briefly troubled, then mystified.
“How odd. As soon as I turn my gaze to the phases around when I was summoned to this ‘Fuyuki,’ the ‘mud’ I saw today clouds my eyes.”
He seemed, however, not to particularly mind. After a sip of wine, he shrugged his shoulders.
“Well, no matter. If this ‘Grail’ is genuine, I shall use the magical energy it contains to wash the ‘mud’ away. In exchange, I shall tell you the tale of how I built the walls of Uruk in full!”

Fate/Strange Fake: Volume 3, Chapter 9 ("Day 1, Evening")