He was imprisoned in Nibelungen for a thousand years, only to find out upon his release that he was

Imprisoned in Nibelungen for a thousand years, he was released to find himself a Type-Moon author: Keyboard Injury

[Type-Moon]

On the first day of the journey, a rainy night, on an overpass, the one-eyed deity, using time-stop, attacks.

It's Odin from the Dragon Clan. A terrible start, he's doomed!

On the second day, what? Odin, you failed to kill me with your elbow? You used the Nibelungs to trap me instead?

Then I'll have to come and elbow you every day!

Decades later, a bunch of people fell in one after another.

White-haired, red-eyed Ishtar? I don't recognize her.

I didn't travel through Fate, so it's normal.

Francesca boasted about her illusions. What's so special about that? It's just a dream-inducing technique.

I taught her a few Odin dragon runes, and she started yelling about primordial runes.

The mysterious woman in black robes is a fanatic who calls herself an Assassin.

Without a skull mask, the disguise is off. His assassination skills are nowhere near mine.

His alchemy skills improved so much that he reached the level of the "Seven Kingdoms".

Hmm? What do they mean by saying I've entered the realm of magic?

……

After more than a thousand years, they finally broke free.

Wait, the Holy Grail War is underway? So I'm in Type-Moon?

Wait, what do you mean I became the End Device, the Grand Dragon, the Lostbelt King, and the Primal One (UO)?

(Odin from Type-Moon can actually stop time; setting from fle)

Volume 1: Chapter 1 The Darkness of the Rainstorm, But in Snowfield City

"You say you are the god Ishtar?"

"Correct."

Lu Ming carried the white-haired woman with one hand. She was disheveled and looked like a drowned rat.

Where is God?

"You mean, you, a Mesopotamian goddess, were ambushed by Odin the moment you entered the overpass intersection, and were chased and forced to flee by a few of His minions?"

"……Correct."

The white-haired woman gritted her teeth. No matter how arrogant and conceited she was, she couldn't deny the fact that she had just suffered a crushing defeat.

"This is what you call a goddess? You've made everyone laugh."

The name Ishtar always reminded Lu Ming of his roommate's complaints before he transmigrated about how many Type-Moon characters shared the same face, and Ishtar was just like Rin...

Although Lu Ming was a fan who had only watched two episodes of the Fate anime, he knew that this person's appearance did not match Rin Tohsaka's features at all.

That makes sense, since he didn't travel to Type-Moon, and the gods there don't seem to be that weak.

Besides, back then, on his very first day after transmigrating, Odin came to kill him with a time-stopping device. Did he even need to guess what kind of world he transmigrated to?

It's definitely Dragon Raja! This godforsaken place is Odin's Nibelungen!

After being subjected to a barrage of mockery, even Ishtar couldn't help but feel angry.

"Didn't you say this place is the 'land of the dead,' Nibelungen? I... hate these gloomy places full of dead people the most!"

Although she wasn't familiar with the Nordic system, it was certain that there were rules that suppressed people in this world. The treatment she received was exactly the same as when she first entered the gloomy woman's underworld—her divine power was almost completely nerfed here!

"Sigh, so stubborn!"

Lu Ming said, "I've been wandering around this godforsaken place alone for decades, and I've never died once."

He thought to himself that he was a normal human transmigrator who was assassinated by Odin with the Spear of Eternity using time stop at the very beginning, but he was still alive and well. He had managed to keep up with his opponent for so many years by being cautious and using guerrilla assassination tactics.

If you're bad at the game, practice more. If you can't handle losing, don't play! It's much better to be cautious and humble; stop pretending to be high and mighty like a goddess!

He raised his arm and hoisted the goddess, who looked like a dead dog, onto his shoulder.

"Hey! Put me down!"

However, the goddess who lost face was powerless to resist.

A pair of long, snow-white legs dangled futilely in mid-air.

……

Thirty minutes ago.

Snowfield City, the battlefield of the Holy Grail War.

"Honestly! To make a goddess make a special trip to this damp cave, for that alone you deserve to die a thousand deaths, Gilgamesh..."

With her white hair, red eyes, and stunning beauty, Ishtar sped along the highway in a brightly painted Ferrari.

In the distance lies a vast desert.

And a giant black circular crater with a radius of several kilometers.

That was a remnant of the "friendly clash" between two Servants—Gilgamesh and Enkidu—on the night of the Holy Grail War's summoning.

The goddess Ishtar was awakened by the two and possessed the alchemical doll of Einzbern.

Tick, tick.

It's raining.

"Ok?"

Ishtar took off her sunglasses and gazed at the sky above the city.

A dark gray sky obscured the heavens, and suddenly a torrential downpour began.

As the steam gradually rose, the car windows were covered with a layer of thick, persistent white fog.

As the sports car continued to speed along the road, she could clearly sense something hidden beneath the shadows of the city surfacing, a strong sense of "otherworld" close at hand.

"Is this an invitation? Interesting..."

The goddess snapped her fingers lightly, and the sports car immediately roared as if it had been floored, shooting straight forward like an arrow.

The car swept and cut through the torrential rain, and almost simultaneously pierced through the invisible barriers in the water.

The void was obscure and rippling, and the thick fog dissipated in an instant.

It was like another world was coming towards us.

Ishtar squinted as the sky suddenly darkened and the rain poured down, creating a scene where the sky met the earth.

The headlights, like two gleaming swords, pierced the deep darkness ahead of the highway, illuminating rows of shadowy figures standing to the side...

A tall deity riding an eight-legged steed.

One eye covering his face, Gungnir, the eternal spear made from the branches of the World Tree, Splenir, the eight-legged celestial horse...

This is Odin, the chief god of the Aesir in Norse mythology!

Ishtar was immediately taken aback.

So she wasn't the only deity involved in this fake Holy Grail War?

When Odin saw that she didn't stop, he gave a low shout:

"How dare you crash into the throne of God!"

"So what? Should I avoid your attacks?"

Upon hearing this, she scoffed.

What era are we living in? The age of gods has vanished; what remains now are merely the echoes and reflections of deities. In other words, even if they've both dropped from the highest rank to the lowest, the difference in skill level between them isn't that significant.

Odin suddenly raised the Spear of Eternity, its fierce power swirling with divine energy, and the spearhead seemed to press down on the entire world.

Ishtar froze for a moment.

Wait, this feeling of being targeted by the whole world...

It's a bit like how she felt when she forced her way into the Underworld and was punished by Ereshkigal.

But why do you have the right to start with an entire world right from the beginning?!

The Holy Grail War isn't like that!

You should first build a temple, then summon attendants, occasionally recruit priests and witches, and then hold a grand ceremony on that special day to bring back the Age of Gods.

Finally, the mystery remaining on the surface is fully revived. Once all the conditions are met, you can announce the rebirth of the mythical world to the whole world!

Why are you opening the venue right away? I don't accept that!

"I hereby swear!"

Odin murmured to the eternal spear in his hand, chanting ancient incantations that are incomprehensible to most modern people.

But Ishtar understood. Norse mythology states that vows made to Gungnir will be fulfilled, which even became the origin of the legend of wishing upon a shooting star.

The moment He uttered the first syllable, Ishtar was struck as if by lightning—her divinity, power, and core (reverberation) began to weaken and shrink rapidly!

A wave of helplessness washed over her; she staggered, lost her balance, and fell from the sports car. The Ferrari lurched and crashed into the roadside guardrail.

"God's rules..."

Odin continued his deep chanting, manipulating the invisible rules of the entire world with his words, pressing down on her!

"cough!"

Ishtar felt a metallic taste in her throat. After falling, she rolled several times, mustered her strength and focused her magic on her legs, and with the help of enhancement magic, she managed to kick off the spot and escape.

Almost simultaneously, several dark figures darted out from the shadows, giving chase. Beneath their black cloaks, muscles bulged and torsos were strong and muscular; every move they made exuded power and charisma.

These shadowy figures are all heroic warriors who have received divine protection!

Odin's voice still echoed, "No one may usurp this throne—"

"You dare call yourself Thunder!"

call--!

An enormous, oversized sword came hurtling through the air. Odin hastily dodged to the side and swept his spear across, knocking it away, but he was forced to stop the incantation of "divine punishment."

Boom!

A pure black Maybach suddenly burst onto the battlefield, violently smashing through the dense formation of shadowy figures.

The car window rolled down, and a hand reached out, flipping its palm to catch the flying saber.

In the brief moment of dodging the shadowy figures, Ishtar struggled to look up and was astonished to see the Maybach heading straight towards Odin!

The man inside the car leaped onto the hood, using the momentum of the Maybach to launch himself into the air.

At the same time, he loudly chanted ancient incantations, and invisible spatial fluctuations spread in all directions—

That is a barrier domain formed by the overflow of laws centered on itself, forcibly overwriting reality!

Wherever the domain was enveloped, the surging divine energy became chaotic and scattered, the magical stagnation collapsed, and the light of the runes went out one by one.

Looking at Odin and the shadowy guards around him, their aura visibly weakened.

On the contrary, the young man who raised his butcher's knife against the gods only increased his momentum!

The man even developed faint, circuit board-like patterns on his body, as magic surged wildly within him, overflowing and creating terrifying gales!

Ishtar could see clearly that it was a sign of overload in his own circuit!

And the spell he activated... was a Reality Marble? Its effect was to dispel mystery?

That person wasn't suppressed by the world and could freely unleash such a grand magic trick in Odin's home turf!?

P.S. This is our Type-Moon Odin, who can both thunder and stop time! — *Fate/stay night: Lost Einherjar*