And I recall his dream

The memory of the guy that was set up as a hero.

The story of a knight whose end came at a place I can't reach.

This hill is his world.

This desolate land is what the
man who kept on fighting for others obtained.

I guess he smiled and died in satisfaction in this place.
"He's seriously stupid."

I am the bone of my sword

Steel is my body and fire is my blood

I have created over a thousand blades

Unknown to Death, Nor known to Life

Have withstood pain to create many weapons

Yet, those hands will never hold anything

So as I pray, unlimited blade works.

Rin: "You didn't learn magic for your own good?"

Shirou: "Huh? …Wait, isn't this for my sake? I'm glad to be of help to someone."

Rin: "Hey now. You may be glad, but you're not having fun! Look, I'm talking about what's fun for you. I'm asking you if there's anything you consider fun!"

Even if she says so, I can't answer what I don't know.

I can't think of anything that's fun for me, and most of all--
--I'm not qualified to have such a wish.

"You said an older brother protects his younger sister, right?
...Yeah, I'm the older sister. So I have to protect my younger brother."

"Rejoice, Emiya Shirou, your wish shall be granted."

"Can you keep up with me?"
"It's not can you keep up with me. You keep up with me!"

"Yeah. I remember."
"Sakura, let's go see flowers.

"Sakura, are you happy?"