Well, I’m also sort of special... or I should say Messara was. The data recorded in the Magic Crest contained no algorithm demanding that I be like a proper mage.
Messara only demanded that I stayed alive. That I kept existing.
He didn’t want his continued existence, only the continued existence of his creation.
He wanted me to, if possible, find a way to stay alive on this planet after the end of Human Order or after humanity detached itself from the planet.


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