Light.
Pure, overwhelming light contrasted with hollow shadows extended around Thia.
Another light shared the space of the stars and another shadow shared the space of the dark sky.
If Enkidu was the embodiment of nature, the boy had now become the embodiment of light and shadow.
With the spell that put the high-density magical energy in circulation, he twisted space, bending the light of the sun to form a new magic circle with it.
Meanwhile, the completely light-absorbing shadows produced a different spell, forming a multi-layered magic circle around the boy.
Enkidu was surprised at the image of the boy’s Magic Crest seemingly starting to corrode the world itself.
“Are you trying to connect yourself to the World...? You really can see everything, huh...”
“...”
With this silent confirmation, the boy launched himself up with a sudden burst of speed.
He placed himself precisely above Enkidu as he activated his new magecraft.
“...”

Modding
Cheat on.

His short words contained faint hints of grief and homesickness.
These words seemingly in tribute to Flat Escardos caused the boy to temporarily rewrite the laws of the world around him.
Unlike a Reality Marble, this was an attempt to permanently overwrite the real world. The rules of the world around him grew unstable.
With that momentum, he permeated himself into the world using magically compressed words that could be interpreted as either a chant, a confession, or a manifesto.

I am without the protection of Human Order.
Earth!

I support the current prime species’ right to hate, pity, forgive, scream, and pray to its Counter Force
People!

In this crevice, I shall ingest all good and all evil to demonstrate who I am.
Sing! Dance!

My eyes sing praise to all human creation and for that very reason I take the challenge to overcome the human intellect.
Eternal doom comes.

Through this destruction, I’ll be celebrating the prosperity of human intellect until the time the planet withers completely.
Do your best to survive!

These final words triggered an explosive expansion of the space distortion, taking Thia even higher as his magical energy spread to cover the area above the entire United States.
And the distortion started producing its own gravity, gathering together the objects above the planet’s skies.
“Those things are human creations, huh.”, Enkidu whispered.
The remains gathering around Thia are called space debris.
Dangerous fragments of dreams, sweat poured from steps in humanity’s walk toward the sea of stars, floating in the skies at ferocious speeds.
By the year of Snowfield’s Holy Grail War, the amount of space debris in the sky is estimated to be over 2000 tons.
From discarded satellites to detached spaceship implements to iron microfragments scrapped off with the attrition between two objects. Pieces of many different metals are drawn into the swirl, gathering and compressing around Thia.
The vortex also drew minuscule meteors and the microparticles left behind by comet trails.
Those all combined into numerous tiny planets rotating around Thia.
Spheres of varying sizes orbited Thia like he was the sun in the Solar System.
He covered them in dense mana to make them as energetically large as they could be. Their rotation accelerated as abruptly as their magical energy circulation.
“...!”
Predicting what would happen next, Enkidu explosively unleashed the magical energy they brought with them from Earth’s surface and prepared to intercept the attack.
The next instant... In an attempt to activate his magecraft before Enkidu had the time to deploy their Noble Phantasm, Thia yelled powerful words.

Hollowed Hearsay/Oblivion turns to festivity
“A Clockwork Abbadon!”

Numerous “moons” with masses ranging from 500 kilos to dozens of tons rained on Enkidu and Earth much beyond the speed of sound.
Due to a spell to ignore air resistance, the projectiles he continuously fired with the high speed of a railgun shot would never burn or slow down. It was clear that if they reached the surface, they would cause major harm to the land and all the life on it.
At that moment, the energy levels in Enkidu’s body skyrocketed. Thia couldn’t tell where all this power was coming from but all of the Heroic Spirit’s parameters got a temporary boost.

People, let us bind the gods
“Enuma Elish!”

Enkidu unleashed their Noble Phantasm without a moment’s delay.
The power to turn their Saint Graph into one all-piercing lynchpin weapon by borrowing power from the planet and Human Order.
Enkidu charged with the golden chains deploying around them, forming a spiral in attempt to crush all the numerous approaching malignant stars.
They collided.
And then there was a flood of light.
An enormous flower of magical energy bloomed in the upper limits of the stratosphere, with each of its petals holding the shattered asteroids.
The impact’s rebound reached the Kármán line, which represents the border between the planet and the universe, where it became a pseudo-aurora gaudily decorating the space above Snowfield.
Thia’s greater magecraft was possibly perceived as a threat to the planet or Human Order.
Through the power of the Counter Force poured into their Noble Phantasm, Enkidu managed to block the massive attack on Snowfield.
Which doesn’t mean they perfectly neutralized the whole attack, however.
Its shockwaves were tremendous.


Fate/Strange Fake: Volume 7, Chapter 21: "Beings Shaped in Man's Image"