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  1. Railgun

    Promise

    Promise To many, she was a fearless knight. She could charge into battle with the strength of a thousand men. Just her and wyvern preyed over the malicious hearts that went against her beloved queen. Any order Guinivere of Bern commanded, she followed. Melady's loyalty was unmatched beyond the rest of the court. Queen Guinivere was slowly picking up the broken remains of a now ruined Bern, left by a husk of a man she once called brother. The biting words of the aristocracy marked that they would never accept her as their queen. She appeared too pure to enter the dirty politics that ravaged Bern, or that she was an inefficient leader. Sweet Guinivere could never match Zephiel in terms of strength, but what could the arrogant elite know about her? She faced her own challenges, she wasn't a fragile flower. Fighting against her brother was never in her dreams. It was a living nightmare because Guinivere hoped for an everlasting, peaceful rule with Zephiel. He was kind and gentle with her when they were children. Endless times of frolicking the castle grounds and playing with each other. Even if their father played favorites, Zephiel was hers. Time was cruel, whisking away those days. As they grew older, Zephiel started to spout hateful words about humanity. The then young princess sensed her heart breaking. It was so out of character for her dear brother to stir hate. She remembered his beliefs clearly, playing over and over like a broken record. Dragons would bring peace to the world, they were the rightful rulers of this land. Humans were scum, absolute monsters that thrived on war and conflict. The only answer for them was death. Guinivere knew by then, her brother was gone. At times after exhausting talks with the court, she would lock herself in her room. Guinivere would throw the key to the floor and jump into her bed. She would sob, longing for those innocent days with Zephiel as children. She would never see his face again. A simple tap on the door prompted Guinivere to lift her head up from the pillow. "My lady, may I come in?" The voice was all too familiar. "Yes, you may enter… Melady." So came in her distinguished knight of the royal guard, ready for further command. Whatever her majesty desired, she would abide by it. The glassy mist in Guinivere's eyes remained as her tears stained the pillow. Melady's sharp intuition was in good timing, she sat at the foot of the bed. "My queen, you have been crying." Guinivere sat up, drying her eyes with a handkerchief. "I am sorry you have to see me like this." "No, your majesty. Understand, I could never be bothered by it." "You are too kind, Melady. Your talent shines over my kingdom, you are truly everything I could ask for in a retainer." "Thank you, but tell me, is everything all right?" A calm whisper. Guinivere shook her head. "Have those aristocratic fools been spouting garbage again at the court?" She didn't answer that. Instead, she hitched out words, "I… just miss him." It had been a year since Zephiel's death. The grief never seemed to go away. Much like Melady's own, for a man she once loved. Honor over love, Galle was too devoted to General Murdock. Until at the battlefield, when the maltet pierced over his chest. He fell out of his injured wyvern that had been plagued with arrows. Drops of blood hit the wyvern's saddle as he went down. Melady read his lips of parting words from her widened eyes. "I love you." "We can never bring the dead back, my lady," she whispered. She could never forgive Galle for leaving their future lost in time, but she understood. "I know. Which is why I... I cannot afford another loss," Guinivere said softly, reaching to touch her knight with her palm. Her fingertips brushed a hair strand away. "May... I ask a favor?" Melady nodded as the queen stroked her face. "My dear Melady, you must continue to stay by my side, forever. Please, whatever trials life may bring us, you mustn't die. I don't think I could bear another loss. Please, promise me that." Melady closed her eyes. In spite of everything that happened, there was a comforting warmth. With her beloved queen's forehead touching her own, it was an oath she would swear to protect. "As you wish, your majesty."
  2. Hello, everyone! Ever since Engage came out, thinking up how other characters could work if they were Emblems was something lots of people partaked on. I know I did, and even created a thread here to encourage it. At some point I got the desire to write down an actual encounter in story format, so I did. Since I wanted it to be as compatible with the game as possible, I did it as if they were another DLC Emblem. That said, I still fleshed it out, as the Divine Paralogues don't have much in term of dialogue. At least, not when it comes to addressing certain things I feel they should. To give an example, the base game Emblems talk about the places their own Paralogues are based from, but DLC Emblems don't. But well, why read it from me if you can read it from the story itself. So... enjoy! Author's Notes: Okay, that would be all, I hope. If you have feedback or anything to say about it, feel free to post it. Well, hope you enjoyed it!
  3. So I've been thinking of this as my first entry to my fanfic writing. I do have several ideas, but I'm going to try this as an easier entry to my try at fictional writing. It is not really a standard fanfic story, but an in-universe Who's Who guide book consisting of facts and gossip of all of the Gym Leaders and other notable celebrities from the Pokemon League and the wider Pokemon training scene. Both the characters from the game and the anime would be featured here. (I haven't read the Special Manga.) Note: As a longtime believer of incorporating real-life history and culture to Pokemon, I've incorporated a lot of real-life and alternate history of Japan - though not directly - into this world of Pokemon that the Who's Who is based on. Secondly, the Japanese original names (with some exceptions) will be considered as the canon names (with English names added to canon characters for clarification). Finally, there will be some crossover characters here and there. Contents: Chapter 1: Shoyoese Pokemon League Chapter 2: Kanto-Johto Region Chapter 2a.1: Kanto League Gyms: Nivi [Pewter] City Gym Chapter 2a.2: Kanto League Gyms: Hanada [Cerulean] Aqua Arena and Gym Chapter 2a.3: Kanto League Gyms: Kuchiba [Vermillion] US-Shoyoese Common Air Force Base and affiliated Pokemon Gym Chapter 2a.4: Kanto League Gyms: Tamamushi [Celadon] Takashimaya Department Store and Gym Special Column 1: Pokemon Professors in Kanto and Johto Chapter 2a.5: Kanto League Gyms: Iga Ninjutsu School Koga House Dojo and Gym (Sekichiku [Fuchsia] City) Chapter 2a.6a: Yamabuki [Saffron] City League Gyms: The Fighting Dojo Gym Chapter 2a.6b: Yamabuki City League Gyms: Kirijo Yamabuki Gym City League Campus (Former Regional League Gym) Chapter 2a.6c: Kanto League Gyms: Kirijo Yamabuki Gym Main Campus Chapter 2a.7: Kanto League Gyms: Atayama Baths and Inn Pokemon Gym - Guren [Cinnabar] Branch Chapter 2a.8: Kanto League Gyms: Tokiwa [Veridian] Gym Chapter 2b.1: Johto League Gyms: Asuka-ryu Birdriding Dojo, Kikyo School and Pokemon Gym [Violet City Gym] Further chapters to be added in the future. Feedback to be posted within this thread.
  4. I've noticed that there isn't a concept thread for written works (at least not on the first page) like on the Fan Projects subforum, so I thought I create one here. Here, you can show your previews or ideas for others that you'd like to share, discuss, and get feedbacks on - FE-related or otherwise. Mods, can we have this pinned on the subforum? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I've got three ideas of fanfics with mock-LP footages that I am working on, after I finish off Fates Conquest (see my signature). The first one is a fanfic retelling Three House's Crimson Flower, but with some Verdant Wind chapters and plotlines included. Here, Claude joins Edelgard's conquest during the Five-Year War of Fodlan, which I originally posted in Reddit: The second one is a crossover between the Pokemon Anime in XY, and Fire Emblem: Binding Blade in a closer depiction to real-life Europe, and a modern reenactment of World War 2 with some variations, which I've linked in shared document format from my Icedrive cloud. The third one is not really FE, but Persona (though it has a TMSFE whatif arc branching out from the ending of Persona 4). Basically my retelling of Persona 3 to Persona 5's stories. (Also in shared doc format from my Icedrive cloud.) The major differences from canon are:
  5. Railgun

    Catalyst

    Catalyst The snow trickled down, hitting the thin blanket of ice over muddy puddles. Talrega's weather was unpredictable and tumultuous. It was the last thing the townspeople needed. Here in the aftermath of Daein's tyrannical armies destroying businesses and residencies. General Shiharam Fizzart had no choice but to obey the orders of flooding Talrega. Petrine was cruel to issue it, but who was Shiharam to disobey her orders? When that would mean an act of opposition to King Ashnard? He found the idea maddening, to endanger the very home he raised his daughter in. Unfortunately, loyalty triumphed over his concerns. Haar was his biggest witness. Once, they believed they escaped corruption from leaving the aristocracy of Begnion. Those thoughts were mere illusions, Daein was no different. It would be Jill that revealed to him such truth. In the battlefield, in their own home. Going against her own father was her most painful and debilitating experience. She had chosen a different path… one towards unity and peace for all of Tellius. Princess Elincia of Crimea would be the beacon, and Ike of the Greil Mercenaries was the fighter. A complete turn from her initial reason for joining the Crimean forces. All her life, she believed the laguz were inferior to the beorc, sub-human. But Prince Reyson and Princess Leanne of Serenes proved to her they were insane ideals. None of it was true, the laguz were never the enemy. For Jill, she realized her original reasoning held no merit. The aim for glory and killing the race she once saw were monstrous and vile - worthless. Once clouded by hate and judgment… a symptom of Daein's corrupt influence on its people. Yet, enough for Ashnard to exploit such prejudice for his true intentions upon Tellius. No longer blinded by falsehoods of hate and fear… there was one other reason why she stayed with Crimean forces. In fact, if Jill hadn't met her… she would have left Crimea's cause and returned to Daein. She was the major catalyst. After recent events, Jill had taken a brisk walk. A huge pain rose in her chest every time she took a breath. Along with a small headache, she went to focus on her surroundings. The pine trees were covered in frost, with the snowy mountain range upon the horizon. Each step she made on the snow sang out a crunching noise. Her eyes were puffy and red. The moments of her fighting her father to the death haunted her mind. She was not far from camp, but she had to get away. Her talk with Ike in the aftermath of the battle further solidified it. Even if she understood his reasoning, the fact remained... Talrega was destroyed. Her father was gone, the world she once knew - dead. She had second thoughts, had she chosen wrong? Could she not have defected Crimea to join her father? He wouldn't have died if she did. She could have saved him, even if it meant becoming a foe. She could have laid her last breath for him and her country. But she didn't. Not when she was also there. She was not far when Jill flew toward to face her father. Mist begged her to stay safe. She would wave her staff to heal injuries she received from the battle. Behind Jill's fighting spirit, she had the support of a healing soul. Who she gradually became close to. The proximity brought some unveiled unprecedented feelings, opening of the heart. Whether making her supper or even talking to her… Mist was one of the few who reached out to her. Jill didn't feel she deserve it from being on the opposite side. She believed under her pessimistic thoughts, that she would be looked down on with scorn and disgust due to her heritage. Daein's reputation had plummeted, and her own hatred toward laguz caused problems with the Greil Mercenaries. More in particular with Ike, who viewed everyone as equal. How could someone spiteful as her even fit in? Mist didn't care, deep down her own feelings for Jill were favorable. That beneath her rough and hateful exterior was a sweet and strong person. Someone that could be changed. She wasn't afraid, she took the risk. Which brought Jill into a new territory she wasn't expecting to fall into. "Where's Jill?" Mist asked. Ike went inside in a tent to discuss with Soren and Titania about future battle plans. "Beats me," he replied, pushing the flap. "Maybe she's in her tent." He disappeared through, and Mist went out of camp. She had checked Jill's quarters before, no trace but her wyvern that was resting. Out of concern, she left. It had been ten minutes since departure. Mist ran through the snowy terrain. "Jill! Where are you?" Her worries increased. Jill had not been herself since the battle and she didn't blame her. Jill stood, looking up at snow dropping from the clouds. She took another deep breath and closed her eyes, tears formed. "Father…" "Jill! There you are!" Jill whirled around. Her eyes widened, and her heart pounded. Mist was smiling in relief, scurrying to her. "I found you – ah!" She slipped upon the ice. Mist felt Jill's arms wrap around her tight, taking the fall. She grunted in pain, and Mist was on top of her. "Oh no! I'm so sorry! Are you hurt?" "It's fine…" Jill mumbled, trying to ignore the ache radiating from her back. She released her hands from Mist to move out of the way. "Are… you okay?" "I am, thank you. But now you're hurt!" Mist attempted to get up but felt her balance slip again. Jill clutched her again, before slowly lifting themselves up. "Let's get out of this ice." They slowly walked to the right. Their feet onto soft snow. Mist walked behind, feeling Jill's back. She twitched. "Oh no," Mist mumbled. "We should head back to camp… let me treat you." "No Mist, it's okay. This is nothing…" "How can you say that?! You just got hurt from the fall! If I don't treat it you'll be sore, maybe worse!" Jill looked away. "I can handle it. After all, it's not like this day can get any worse." Mist blinked. "Is this about – what happened?" There was a brief pause before Jill made her reply. "Yeah, I'm... I don't think I feel the pain anymore." Her voice was cold, enough for Mist to detect her emotional state. "Jill, do you wanna talk about it?" Mist's own voice was soft, almost soothing. She was willing to offer help, something that Jill was hesitant in taking. Was it really in the right? To bring this kind and innocent healer into her brutish world? She had already done so much for her, how could Jill continue to allow it? The answer was in an emotional matter she kept secret. "I…" "Jill, please talk to me. It… hurts seeing you like that." Mist took her hands into hers. They were cold, but to Jill, they felt warm as a blanket. "I wanna help you." She couldn't escape, nor refuse. Not when she was this close to her. Jill's cheeks were close to turning red… but she snatched her hands away. "Look Mist, please… leave me in peace. I… need time alone." "Do you?" "What do you mean?" "Your eyes…" Mist touched Jill's face. "They're red. You've… been crying, haven't you?" "Mist…" "Jill, know that despite what happened… I'm sure your father loved you. And I want you to know… that you're not alone." Mist's own expression was saddening, and Jill slowly pushed away her hand. "I… I don't know if I can believe that." "Why?" "Because Father… I... deserted him…" She clenched her fists, trying to hide her pent-up resentment and rage. "….I didn't want to be the monster. I was raised to be just a soldier for Daein, a mindless machine. Following the orders of a mad tyrant… the destruction of what happened to Talrega. All those poor innocent people…" She broke down. "Why?! Why did it have to come to this?! I'm sure Father would have seen me as a traitor for this! I had to kill him for my own selfish ideals! Was it truly right?! Why did I have to go against him?!" "Jill! Your father would never see you as a traitor! You were only following your own path! I'm sure he loved you and wanted what was best! How could you doubt that?!" "If he loved me then he wouldn't have raised me into such a heartless soldier! I would have never been so hateful to the laguz! He… would have let me to a more righteous path…" Her sobs increased, and Mist struggled to hide her own. Her pain was heavy as the falling snow, and Mist did the most relaxing thing she could think of. It was swift, Mist had embraced Jill into her own arms. Even if she was a tad shorter, Mist wrapped her arms around Jill's neck. Jill was pulled out of her crying, taking this moment with a small gasp. Mist's own tears fell on Jill's left shoulder blade, a drop stained the pink armor. "It's okay. You're in a lot of pain… are you? You don't have to be anymore, Jill. I know it feels… to lose someone you love." For Mist, her own pain stemmed from losing one of Daein's greatest warriors to have ever lived. Her father. No one had expected it, to her and Ike at best. Both once stood at the grave of Greil once known as General Gawain of the Four Riders, letting grief consume them. There was no turning back, the loss of their innocence came when Greil succumbed to his wounds from Aldonite, which were stained with his blood wielded by the Black Knight. They were to carve their own path, without their father. In that aspect, Mist felt she and Jill were similar. Their fathers departed the world with their own intentions… leaving their children behind. Nevertheless, moving on was necessary. Even if neither felt they could. Jill cried harder, gripping Mist's shirt… crying into her shoulder. The snowflakes continued to fall, moving forward in time while the two stood still in their embrace. Eventually, they calmed down, and Jill broke away. "T – thank you, Mist. You've treated me so kindly. I know things are rough right now, but… I'll be okay. Father is gone… and I… have to move on. But… when I'm with you… I feel much better." She rubbed her eyes. Mist made a tiny smile, wiping her own tears. "I'm so glad I could help you. You're very important to me, Jill. I want nothing more than you to be happy! So, let's keep going, okay?" Jill appreciated that gesture, smiling on her own. She recalled the other major reason she didn't defect Crimea for Daein. And it was standing right here. The wyvern lord didn't want to admit it and never told her father. But she wondered if Shiharam had found out… what would he have said then? Would he have disowned her? Because it wasn't just a matter of following a path to peace and freedom, but to love. If it meant going against Daein's forces to stay by Mist's side, then she would do it. Jill smiled. "I will, for you."
  6. Hello, everyone! Here I am, once again delivering a one-shot fic. Another Engage one. This one's about an idea I thought up recently. A possible headcanon, if you will, considering the game doesn't say anything about the matter. At least, that I know of. So then... enjoy! To Fabricate a Miracle
  7. Is there any fe4 fanfic with an avatar aka my unit u know like Similar to corrin or robin or Kris like that and how would the avatar be introduced?
  8. Warning that there are some spoilers for Engage in this. So, I'm still not done with writing the first chapter. But basically, the premise of the story is that after chapter 24 of Engage, Past Alear is transported to Awakening. This is a year or two before Chrom discovers Robin. And the kindness of Emmeryn is something that Alear latches onto rather quickly. In turn Emmeryn practically adopts Alear. Weirdly enough while Alear views Emmeryn like one would a mother, she views Chrom and Lissa like her siblings. The way the story is written is through supports, different characters, snippets, and once and a while Alear herself. Currently I'm still planning the first chapter. and I'm not sure if I'll be jumping around or not. But this was just because this wouldn't leave my mind no matter what I did. (Emblem Marth does come up as well though he's silent because of this being Fell!Alear) But I do hope you guys enjoy a brief snippet which will takes place in the future. And I would love to know what you guys would like to see. As for the pairing, ironically, I'm thinking Tiki x Alear but I might do Robin x Alear maybe. I will say that Fell!Robin has an unhealthy obsession with Alear because of what she is. And the pairing for the other characters haven't been decided yet though I'll take some suggestions. I think Sumia and Sully will be one, only because that the first pairing I did with the gay Awakening mod. But anyways here a preview. (Note this is still a rough draft, but I'm working on it.) Preview Falling, falling, falling to the ground. Alear could only watch as Emmeryn falls. Only watch as Emmeryn's blood runs onto the stone. Everything around her was muted. Maybe her father was right; maybe she was defective. It was the first time she had felt this emotion. She had felt sadness, muted though it was like her other emotions. She had felt it when her cocky older brother was drowned, when her kind older sister was burned alive. She had felt it immensely when her little brother and sister had been torn apart by the Corrupted. It was a feeling she felt when all her siblings were killed. Alear had also felt fear. Fear had been a constant in her life. Fear of being labeled a defect. Fear of disappointing her father. Fear of being killed, of being murdered by the Corrupted. It was only recently that Alear felt anything other than those two emotions. Only recently that she had felt happiness. Happiness from Emmeryn being kind and taken care of her. Happiness when training with Chrom or dealing with some of his antics. Happiness when she joined Lissa in some of her pranks. They treated her like family. Emmeryn had practically adopted her two years ago, and Alear looked up to her like she was her mother. Those two years were the happiest that she had ever been. Now though, Alear felt a new emotion. It bubbled and boiled under her skin. It twisted her insides up and spread through her body like fire or sickness. It was a feeling Alear didn't care for, but she still embraced it. It grew and grew as if it would rip out of her chest. "Ah," Alear did know this feeling. She had seen it on some of her siblings faces when they stared at father, seen it on the faces of the enemies she had cut down in the war. Chrom was in front of her now saying something she couldn't hear. She could only focus on Emmeryn's body. It was Robin who led Chrom to safety. Later on, Alear would be glad, she wouldn't know what to do if Chrom got hurt or worst killed as well. This feeling was festering. It was almost painful like an infected wound. She knew the feeling from having seen it on others. It was rage; a burning hot mass that seemed to consume her thoughts. Rage and hatred. It was Plegia that had killed Emmeryn. Plegia that had caused her to suffer. It was Gangrel who instigated this whole thing. Took Emmeryn from her. Hate. Hate. Hate. It was a never-ending all-consuming thought. It took her mind over, twisting it. Something had broken inside of Alear. Finally, she let out a scream. A blood curdling scream. A scream that was more animal than it was Human. In a flash of light, Alear was gone. In her place was a dragon. A fell dragon. Black scales gleamed in the light of the desert sun. The dragon's four eyes glowed a scarlet red. When it spread its four wings, those who saw it were remind of a bloody battlefield. End of Preview That's all I have for the preview. I'll work a bit more on this, but it's pretty much a side project. This does change Chapter 10 and 11 of Awakening, as Plegia was pretty much destroyed by Alear. Chrom also has to deal with refugees from Plegia and other kingdoms and countries blaming Ylisse for the destruction of Plegia. This also bring Alear to the attention of Grima and Naga. And Walhart takes an interest in her as well. So, a lot of things change with the destruction of Plegia. Some are good and some are bad. But again I would love to know what you guys would like to see for this.
  9. The title is self explanatory. It's a FE3H discord server with the main purpose of sharing fan content. Here you can share OCs, Fanfiction, Headcanons, go nuts. We're a chill server, so all fan ideas are welcome. Harassing others over their ideas because you don't like them though is highly frowned upon, and will result in ban. We're decently small at the moment, with around 8 members. But the server is a really nice place to vibe, and discuss your ideas in! If you're interested, just shoot me a PM and I can spot you the link!
  10. Okay, I know that fanfics a lot of times are cringe, but we have our diamonds in the rough. Reddit and TV Tropes bring some to the surface because they feel they are dang good. Of course, there may be diamonds these sites have not found yet, and those featured on sites may be toy diamonds. So what do you guys think? Be sure to give a link if you can. I do not have a name at the top of my head, so you guys knock yourself out.
  11. (((Starting note, please ignore any typos that require a capital "o". Please and thank you )) Hello and welcome to this project that I've been working on for a while. I'm not too good with intros, but here we go. You can read the hub here; https://imgur.com/gallery/EtN9dFQ Twitter mommnent: https://twitter.com/i/moments/1059121332959539200 *New!* Feedback room: I am still fine with you in posting in this thread and somewhat would prefer it. But ill just give a basic run down of what this thing is. This project is a continuation of my FE11 image LP that I originally started to document for a friend of mine who does not play videogames. And soon it spiraled into a Visual Novel inspired reinterpretation of FE12's plot. The continuity of the story follows the FE11 LP, but I write with the intention that reading the first LP Is not a requirement. My goal of this project is two things; Firstly; Remixing elements to make the fan translation of FE12 to be more coherent, focused on Marth, add more character interactions, and I add new twists along Marth's journey through the War of Heroes, and to start there is a new MU. Replacing Kris is a traveler named Pearl, a sailor who has a knack for dark magic. They plot to get into the knighting academy to retrieve the Falchion for their own ritual to bring someone they love dear. Secondly; is to analyze and commentate on the player interactions within the game universe. By treating the actions I take to always be "canon" you see then the ripple effect of how my actions impact the characters in the world psychologically and physically. This can be as direct as evidence of this being an "iron man" run, and when friends die – characters take time to lament over my own player incompetence. Yet, on the other hand, the impact of this player controlling characters relationship can be taken to its logical extreme; some questioning the fact of "is Naga the true god here"?, characters with cannon "future sight" abilities horrified that things are not / will not go "by the in-game script", "save stating" and then "reloading" makes characters feel as if they're taken out of their own bodies or violated mentally, to something as little as our own spotless "goodie two-shoes Prince Marth being aware of how easy it is for any character to kill their friends they know canonically if and when the own gameplay allows for it. And not only knowing that he can but having the baseline motivation to do so in the first place, because the gameplay allows both him and you the player to shank your friends. In short; every deviation from "the sparse canon script" is to be heavily noted for it was done intentionally because of player interaction with the stories fate itself. It is called a "rewrite". It's this balance between both "bumping up" the script and bringing in meta-commentary which has made it somewhat difficult to find a platform to showcase this work, but I think you guys would quite enjoy this. Here are the links to the individual chapters, all hosted on Imgur due to the visual style format. If this list is not updated check the hub URL at the top of the post 1) Prologue 1: https://imgur.com/gallery/3H7ZiyQ [gameplay] 2) Prologue 2: https://imgur.com/gallery/ordtlxb [gameplay] [Cover found on the hub] 3) Prologue 3: https://imgur.com/gallery/hQUrMfa [gameplay] [Cover found on the hub] 4) Prologue 4: https://imgur.com/gallery/jEXEO8f [gameplay] [Cover found on the hub] 5) Prologue 4 . 1: https://imgur.com/gallery/rqMJy7t [Cover found on the hub] 6) Prologue 4 . 2: https://imgur.com/gallery/iQeGwxu 7) Prologue 4 . 3 https://imgur.com/gallery/ZFbCiQU 😎 Prologue 5: https://imgur.com/gallery/metxz5T [gameplay] 9) Prologue 5 . 1: https://imgur.com/gallery/i8jKK8E 10) Prologue 5 . 2: https://imgur.com/gallery/YzFrOd0 11) Prologue 6 . 0: https://imgur.com/gallery/MUUGCNx 12) Prologue 6 . 1: https://imgur.com/gallery/TODyeLc 13) Prologue 6 . 2: https://imgur.com/gallery/XW7JgpP 14) Prologue 6 . 3: https://imgur.com/gallery/S5OC6BN 15) Prologue 6 . 4: https://imgur.com/gallery/t0jxpZz [gameplay] 16) Prologue 7: https://imgur.com/gallery/03zFsJX 17) Prologue 7 . 1: https://imgur.com/gallery/qDPocr0 18) Prologue 7 . 2: https://imgur.com/gallery/NXPWZeH [gameplay] 19) Prologue 8 . 0: https://imgur.com/gallery/1NfhpoL [+4 illustrations] [gameplay] 20) Prologue 8 . 1: https://imgur.com/gallery/W4au1BO 21) Prologue 8 . 2: https://imgur.com/gallery/YohbGuU 22) Prologue 8 . 3: https://imgur.com/gallery/FI6kglZ 23) Chapter 1: https://imgur.com/gallery/LlsEL6o 24) Chapter 1 . 1: https://imgur.com/gallery/1G2gd3R 25) Chapter 1 . 2 https://imgur.com/gallery/FGoA2Qf [4 illustrations] 26) Chapter 1 . 3: https://imgur.com/gallery/OkgQRms 27) Chapter 2: https://imgur.com/gallery/NAeK66K [Gameplay] 28) Chapter 2 . 1: https://imgur.com/gallery/MfhVzY5 29) Chapter 2 . 2 https://imgur.com/gallery/2pbs5Fh 30) Chapter 2 . 3: https://imgur.com/gallery/2pbs5Fh [many illistrations] I would absolutely adore feedback, both just comments/reactions/ to raw criticism. This is my first time seriously writing, and I'm considering making this more than just a hobby at the end of this project. But I would much rather have the feedback be in the main thread. I love the conversations! Additionally, shout outs to any of the editors who translated the original FE12 script and put it up on the our wiki. Seriously, this couldn't have been made without you.
  12. In C.S. Lewis' a Horse and His Boy, by some funny twist of fate, the main character, Shasta is revealed to be none other than Prince Corin, the lost heir to the throne of the kingdom of Archenland who was kidnapped as a baby (Sounds awfully familiar?) prophesied to save his Kingdom from a disaster (Also sounds familiar), neighboring kingdom of Narnia. Ignore the fact that the spelling is of Corrin is slightly different and suddenly... a new path in Fire Emblem Fates opens up with Corrin saying, screw the plot of this game, I want to go to a magical land with talking animals and magical creatures and a better written plot! New Units become unlocked Aslan-He would undoubtably be a Gotoh. Peter- (Would this guy be anything but a Hero with that crazy sword of his?) Edmumd- Master of Arms (He doesn't have any real distinguished weapon in story but demonstrates a lot of profiency in combat) Lucy- Troubadour (Promotes to Maid because in-story she has a dagger) Susan-Archer (Her signature weapon is a bow afterall) Twin Brother Cor- I mean he's an identical twin so... Aravis-Bride (She is stuck in an arranged marriage in story) Lasaraleen-Minor character with a memorable personality but since she is shown to clearly not be cut out for combat... Shrine Maiden?) Bree and Hwin (Talking horses totally add a whole new layer to combat don't you think?) When lions roar, a child drifts ashore. A scorned lover declares unjust war. Ride away to be set free from life of slavery! Sing with me a song of fantastic beasts and magic and delicious feasts (No seriously the number of times meals are described in meticulous and mouthwatering detail in this book warrents this lyric) Coherent engaging plot with consistent tone Lost in thoughts all alone. Will you side with Archenland/Narnia?
  13. Hey there you guys! Hope you all are having a great day today! So, for a while, I really haven't had the courage to do this…..Or patience. But I'm gonna at least try. So yeah! I'm here to announce the new Dark Revelations story, with a chapter by chapter format. And complete with new twists and a hopefully fleshed out story, I'm hoping that this will entertain you as much as more edg-... *Ahem* Exciting chapters. For those of you who don't know, this is the fic related to the post I made on FE Fanfic Central a while back. Anyways, hope you enjoy! And let me know what you thought of it. I'll be posting the other chapters fairly soon. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Northern Fortress Location: 5 days walk from Castle Krakenburg 2 day ride to Castle Krakenburg In place since King Xander the III (out of the 10 that have existed in history). Since its inception, the large fortress has been used to house people who could not pay out to debtors in time. Many who are sent here are often stated to not come out for years at a time due to the vicious cycle of debt. However, after the prosperous actions of King Marx prior to the Regalia War, it was made a meeting ground for all Nohrian assemblies if the throne room were to be assailed. It would also house those who have been ousted by the Nohrian court or those placed in contempt. Many of the previous Kings of Nohr placed unworthy or unfit brothers in these halls, deeming them against the crown or a moral liability. It now houses Princess Corrin, who is often a heavily debated subject of whether she deserves the right to hold as much sovereignty as Princess Camilla, due to her being older than Lady Elise and claimed by King Garon. Though due to the common people of the region and the royal family, the nobles and senators were forced to welcome her into their nation. She currently resides here until she can better improve her health and her contributions to the Nohrian army. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ "Well….you seem to be keeping yourself busy, now aren't you Corrin…?" "Yeah! I've been out playing with Hinoka and Wil all day! We even went over to go play in the garden fields! You should have been there Big Brother!" "I honestly wish I could. Father seems to be getting a bit more rigorous with his training, and even Master Asami is cranking down on me." Ryoma had said with a sigh as he rubbed the back of his head. "Aww….Can't you ask them to let you play once and awhile? Besides, it gets boring when you aren't playing with us…" Corrin said with a slight pout, crossing her arms as her cheeks had puffed out. In response, the prince had simply chuckled before placing a hand on her head and rustled her hair. "I'm afraid that my Father wouldn't let me do so so easily. After all, I'm the apparent "heir" to the crown. As such, there's no reason for me to keep "playing" like a child." Ryoma said with a sad sigh as Corrin frowned up at him. "Well that's no fair! You should be able to play as long as you want!" She spouted out, Ryoma only chuckling as he stood back up to his full height. "Trust me….I honestly wish that I could relax along with you guys….But things are...starting to become dangerous around here. They want me to make sure I can wield Father's blade in 3 years time. And because of that, my time is becoming a bit more strained than I thought it would." Ryoma said as Corrin looked down to the ground and pouted once more. "So does that mean you can't spend with us anymore?" She asked as Ryoma had only bent down to her level once more before putting a hand on her shoulder. "Hey...I'm not saying that now. I'll always make sure to make time with all of you. It's just going to be a bit less often. That's all." Ryoma said, trying to console the young girl the best he could. "...Alright...If you say so Big Brother… But you've got to promise!" She said as Ryoma had raised an eyebrow. "I promise Corr-" He began to say before Corrin nodded her head no. "I mean it Ryoma. I want you to pinkie swear me, alright? That way you can't break it." Corrin said, only causing Ryoma to give her a sideways glance. "Corrin, even that sounds a little-" He began to say before he was interrupted once more. Corrin had simply given him the biggest puppy dog eyes that she could, which had eventually had its effect on the prince. Soon enough, he had raised his pinkie finger to wrap it around Corrin, albeit while rolling his eyes in annoyance. "Ugh...Alright. I promise to never break this pinkie swear, for as long as I live." He said as Corrin had cheered happily before she wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling him into a hug. At this, Ryoma couldn't help but wrap his arms back and smile down at her. "And I meant what I said. Even though things might get busy, I'll always be there for you three. I swear it." It had been a calm and cold day at the Northern Fortress. The soft array of bleak and dark colors had only added to the icy yet dulled attitude that came with the place. Snow had covered the rooftops of the massive fortress, capping the top of the ramparts with a fresh layer of snow. Snowflakes had fallen from said rooftops and from the sky, painting the landscape in a dazzling white. Inside the fortress had been a young woman that had been tightly wrapped within her cover. Her body had been cocooned in the thin sheet, most likely trying to conserve what warmth she had received. Beside her and at her bedside had been her two most loyal servants, Jakob and Flora. Both had been adorned with their typical work outfits. Two people, and two of the few people she could call her allies and friends. "Milady…." "Mmmm...Come on you two...Give me five more minutes…" She muttered as she burrowed herself deeper into her covers. At this, both Flora and Jakob had sighed as they exchanged a brief look of annoyance before Jakob nodded his head towards her. Flora acknowledged his nod with one of her own as she raised her hand towards Corrin. "Well….you do know how we wake up slugabeds in the Ice Tribe, now don't you Milady?" Flora teased as Corrin had simply burrowed even deeper in her cover. "Do your worst!" She sleepily called, her voice being a bit muffled by the cover. "Well….She certainly did ask for it." Flora said as she raised her hand near Corrin's shoulder before closing her eyes. In not time flat, her hand had begun to propel a cold mist that began to hit Corrin's unfortunately exposed head. And in seconds, the young dragoness had sprung awake, her eyes wide with her body shivering a bit. "Alright, alright! I'm up you two." She called out as Jakob and Flora had both stifled a giggle to avoid displeasing her further. "Sorry milady. You left me with little option at that point. Besides, you wouldn't want to miss your meeting with your siblings today, now would you?" Flora asked as Corrin's eyes widened in shock. "Oh gods! That's TODAY!? Oh man, I completely forgot! I have to get ready!" She exclaimed as she sprung out of bed and began to make her way to the closest to pull out her signature outfit and armor. "No need to find your way to the closet milady. Your outfit is already been cleaned and shined for your meeting with your siblings. We've also managed to set up your meal for this morning as well before you meet up with Gunter." Jakob said with a smile and a bow as Corrin had smiled up at him. "Thanks you two! You guys are the best!" Corrin said as she hugged the both of them tightly, her infectious smile even causing Flora to crack one. Jakob, however, was in awe as he placed a hand on his chest. "Thank you milady! Your words do give me the strength to go on! I barely deserve the affection!" He said with a flair of over-exaggeration as he bowed once more. Flora, however, had simply sighed and rolled her eyes at Jakob's words before smiling and handing Corrin a towel. "And here's the towel for the bath. We don't exactly have the luxury of warm water today milady. Sorry milady…" She apologised as Corrin waved her hand nonchalantly. "It's fine you two. After all, you can't just make it appear for me instantly. I really appreciate both of you helping me out." Corrin said with a smile as she began to grab the outfit that Jakob had set out for her. It was a beautiful array of silver plated armor that had been mainly focused on the protection of her torso and pelvis. Alongside it had been a pair of gauntlets that came up to her elbows, as well as plated leggings that extended down to her feet. It was a wonder for whichever blacksmith had crafted this armor, but she was nonetheless lucky to have something at least half as extravagant as what Leo or Camilla wore. She the began to make her way towards the bathroom, closing the door behind her while she prepared to strip herself and enter the bath. Flora had simply watched the young dragoness close the door to the shower before she slumped down to the bed in a bit of exhaustion. "My...She certainly seems spirited today, now doesn't she?" She giggled to herself as before she dustedoff her skirt and turned to Jakob. "How could she not? Being kept within this fortress is enough to make the notion of leaving it seem like a grand occasion. Besides, we both know how much she yearns to be with her siblings. They are the light in her life after all." Jakob said as he began to make his way down towards the main foyer. "I suppose so…" Flora said as she looked out the window for a brief moment, her mind and sight wandering to the distant snowflakes that fell outside. "Well, I'm off to help the stable girl welcome our esteemed guests. I'm guessing I can trust you to gather Gunter from his training so that he can escort Corrin to them...right?" Jakob asked as he placed a finger on his chin. "Oh! Yes! Forgive me Jakob. I was just….thinking to myself for a momen-" Flora said as she stood back up to her full height and rubbed her arm sheepishly. "It's quite alright. No need to explain any further though. Now...shall we?" He asked as he moved towards the stairs that led to the lower level. "Of course." Flora said as she began to descend down the stairs with Jakob following close behind. As the two had walked, Flora had kept her gaze down at the floor, her thoughts once again consuming her. Jakob had taken note of this as he let out a long sigh. "Gods Flora. If you want to state it already, then state it. What's been bothering you as of late to where it makes you look so dejected?" Jakob demanded as Flora had sighed as well. "It's….concerning my home tribe. I'm concerned about returning to them after this year. After all, my purpose for being here could spell some...complications. Even though I've done it every year since my arrival, I fear it won't be as simple as before." Flora said as Jakob had raised an eyebrow. "Ah yes. The Ice Tribe has gotten a bit more passionate in their distaste of Nohr, haven't they? Indeed, a bold action to be sure. And being that you serve Nohrian nobility while being the chieftain's daughter no less…." Jakob said as he stroked his chin and closed his eyes while he spoke. "It sickens me to this day that I've just become a prize to taunt the Ice Tribe with. Now it feels like my own people have somewhat ostracized me. It was my father that was the one to reach out to me and sit down with me during my annual return last year." Flora muttered as she clenched her fists. "And just for that reason alone they abandon you? I wish I could act surprised, but it still seems like a bit much." Jakob scoffed as Flora had simply clenched her fists. "Well, it certainly does go a bit deeper than that. But I can tell you're already starting to grow vexed because my mouth keeps running...right?" Flora said as Jakob had only given her a satisfactory smile. "My Flora, you really are starting to understand me!" Jakob said before he looked up to the see that their pathway had divulged. "Well, I'm off to Lilith. Oh, be a dear and mess with that pack of dust and bones now will you? He still has yet to get off from that snide remark of his." Jakob said as Flora had simply rolled her eyes again. Corrin had been laying in the bath, looking up at the ceiling of the bathroom. The cool water had been rather comfortable, despite what Flora had said earlier. It provided Corrin a brief moment to think about what would come to pass. Even if Xander's training had been incredibly hard on her and a full day of it would probably make her muscles scream….It was still time that she could spend with her family. Even though Leo and her got on each other's nerves at every moment, she still felt that she could learn a lot by reading alongside him. They even seemed to share the same interest in romantic comedies, but he didn't like to make that similarity very common….funnily enough at least. Or even a rousing game of chess could be entertaining for her...Granted if Leo made a wrong move on purpose once and awhile. And whenever she got to help Elise with playing any sort of game with her, it was a delight. It was pure insanity for any grow man or woman to still end up feeling angry or hateful after talking 5 minutes with the young Nohrian princess. Their visits had been the highlight of her life in all honesty, and she loved every moment of their stays. Even with all the tiny caveats within them. Eventually, Corrin had gotten out of the bath, grabbing a rag to dry off the water that had still clung to her body. After a few moments, Corrin reached for her undergarments, bra, and the undershirt and pants. Funnily enough, all four of them had been colored a dark black. After placing those on various parts of her body, she grabbed her gauntlets, metal leggings, and body armor. While it had been a bit of a tight squeeze compared to to the last time she had worn it, it still fit well enough with her figure. "Ugh...I definitely need to let Jakob know that this should be resized. I guess I could put an order in if I have the time later on I guess." She said as she finally put on the rest of her accesories, all finishing up with her signature cape that came down to her upper back. She then stood up to her full height, admiring herself in the mirror as her eyes scanned over her image for anything that looked out of place. "Alright….That was the easy part of today though. Too bad that all of this prep is going to be ruined by the time I'm done training with Xander though." She said to herself with a sigh before she took a moment to look at the mirror once more. Yet...as she stared at it...there was this faint image in her head that appeared. "We'll always be together...Right?" At that, Corrin couldn't tell why, but a small tear had run down her face. She slowly raised her hand to wipe it away, completely surprised by the sudden appearance of it. "Huh? Did I just….cry now?" She asked herself before she held her head. "Who was that person I was talking to in that dream…? Ryoma?" These visions had been coming more and more for her. With each passing day, they would come in sporadic bursts during her dreams. At times, she could feel little to no connection to them whatsoever. Yet there would be times, like just then, that she would begin to feel this longing sense of remorse or sadness. After a few moments though, she quickly shook her head and began to put the rest of her attire on. Soon enough, she was out of the door and heading down to the mess hall to go ahead and greet Gunter and Flora. After a bit, she had finally made her way down two flights of stairs to see both Flora and Gunter standing at the entrance to the Fortress, as they both were talking with one another over something. "Ah, so you're due back in a few days, are you not? Shame on you Flora, leaving all the work on that boy and I." Gunter chuckled as Flora had crossed her arms. "Are you stating that I have to handle everything around here? Now I know you're hoping that Jakob is within earshot." She replied back with a coy smile as Gunter had simply smirked. "It is amusing to go at each other like so. A verbal debate with him can entertain me for an hour rather than waiting on a command from the nobility. " "That's right….They shifted you to under Lord Xander's command last year, didn't they? As his guide of sorts rather than trainer, no?" Flora askedas Gunter had nodded his head in conformation. "I would hardly say that I'm needed for the position. I'm a capable fighter and leader, but he far outshines I in the knowledge of combat and discipline. In my own words, he shall make a fine King when the time comes for him to ascend…..Certainly better than his Father no doubt." Gunter said as Flora had crossed her arms. "We'll just have to see if he actually acknowledges his people….I highly doubt that he can be anything more superior than his Father." Flora said in a dismissive manner. "That is the question, yes. But I believe for what little time they had, he's been raised well enough by Katarina. I believe he has the opportunity to swing either way…" He mused to himself before he turned around to see Corrin approaching where they stood. "Gunter!" Corrin said with a happy smile as she ran up to the old man, wrapping her arms around him as a daughter would to her Father. "My, my….It's been a few weeks since I've seen you. How have things been holding up for you my lady?" Gunter asked as the two parted, with Corrin standing beside Flora. "It's the same old-same old over here. But that's not what's most important though. I want to hear about what happened with you though!" Corrin said, her eyes practically stars at that moment. Gunter and Flora had both chuckled at this, as Flora had took a step backwards towards where the stable girl was waiting. "I suppose I should leave you tow to our own devices. Your siblings should be arriving fairly soon." She said as Gunter had nodded his head to show thanks. "Well...if you wanted a good tale, then I suppose you came to the right place. You might want to listen a bit closer though." He said as he hefted his Steel Lance off of his back and on the floor before he began. "Our company had made it to the outer reaches of the Nohrian landscape, as we were tasked with uncovering a few strange phenomenon occuring with the sightings of strange beasts that resembled the Daemons from yonder lore. We heard the stories of a not only a river...but a sea of fire and molten lava that separated their domain from ours." "The Daemons…? I've read about them in the Nohrian textbooks Leo sends to me! Aren't they some kind of evil race that turned on humanity a long time ago?" Corrin asked as Gunter had nodded his head in confirmation. "Many in Nohr would agree with your sentiments My Lady. That being said, the subject of our kinsmen, those being the Daemons and the Dragonborn are controversial subjects. More so here than in any other nation due to Nohr's inherent distrust of the entities." Gunter explained before he cleared his throat. "But regardless….onto my tale. The company had stumbled upon an area that had overlooked this supposed "sea of fire". Yet, before we could investigate, we were intercepted by a loud voice that spoke with a presence that was twice as commanding as King Garon." Gunter before as Corrin's mouth went wide in awe. "Wait, who was it who commanded you all to leave?" Corrin asked as Gunter simply smiled down at her. "Well...I suppose we'll have to save that for later My Lady." Gunter said with a small smile as he looked to see that the door to the mess hall was opening once more. "It seems that they arrived. We'll have to delay that ravishing and possibly exaggerated tale for later." Flora said as she placed her hands behind her back in a formal manner as Corrin's eyes had lit up once more. The huge doors that had been encrusted with multiple tattered forms of tapestry had slowly swung open, their impact with the walls behind it resounding throughout the entire room. And soon enough, the sound of hooves could be heard before chattering to a stop, a few familiar neighs being heard. "They're here!" Corrin said with a bright smile as Gunter had simply chuckled while placing his hands behind his back in his typical stoic pose. In a matter of a minute, the four royals had all appeared in their signature outfits. The first two had been a tall young man that looked to be in his late twenties, as shown by his stern demeanor and expression, as well as the expression on his face. At his side had been the ethereal blade Siegfried, a weapon that had been feared throughout the Nohrian empire as the blade that cut down many a fool. To his side had been a woman adorned with brilliant and revealing dark black armor with a similar color scheme to the young man. Whilst the man had seemed quite exasperated on his entry, the woman seemed to be quite content with it all. Even chuckling could be seen. A bit behind the two had been her other two younger siblings, the both of them bickering with one another over some trivial matter. "I swear sister, you have more pestering questions than kids half your age! I've already given you a novel depicting how the process of the weather works." The young man that had spoken out first had been clad in a dark armor similar to Xander, albeit with less enthusiasm and change in color. He also had adorned a cowl around the nape of his neck, with his blonde hair being cut in a bowlish shape. His expression had noticeably showed irritation, a look that Corrin had known all too well. "Well at least I ask them! Besides, you're supposed to be the brainiac of the family Big Brother!" The young girl had said back at him, a cute pout causing her cheeks to puff up in frustration. "I'm always eager to help you Elise….But even I have my limits if you manage to ask me a question every 5 minutes. I'm your Big Brother. Not an encyclopedia." He said with a sigh as he Elise had only crossed her arms. Corrin had only chuckled at the antics of the two as they all had walked in, a smile forming on her face as she stood beside Gunter and Flora. "Things never change, now do they?" "Please you two...Let's not try and do this here. Not to say we have to make impressions, but try to uphold a little dignity." "But Big Broth-!" "But Xande-!" "I swear you two. For all the bickering you both get into, you make me feel like we're a band of performers." Xander said with a sigh before showing a wistful smile. He had then only looked up at Camilla, with the young woman expressing an expression of pity back towards the High Prince. Eventually though, they had taken notice of Corrin, Flora, and Gunter, as Elise had rushed over to embrace her older sister. "Big Sister!" She called out, causing Corrin to open her arms, ready to receive her hug. Soon enough, the young princess had wrapped her arms in a rather violent hug, practically spinning Corrin in circles from her momentum alone. Eventually, Elise had stopped spinning and had simply settled with wrapping her arms around Corrin with a bright smile on her face. "H-Hey Elise! It's good to see you!" Corrin said, albeit with a little difficulty due to the fact that her head was still spinning. Despite the fact that she had tried to physically and mentally prepared herself for "Snug-A-Hug" Attack, there was practically no way for any person of her size not to be caught off guard by it. "And she's still the same sweet Elise." Corrin thought to herself as a smile had formed on her face too as she finally regained her balance. "I missed you soooo much! We have so much to do and catch up on! I even figured out this really fun game that we can do together! Plus then we can take out to eat and then-" Elise said, practically jumping with excitement before Camilla had placed a hand on her shoulder. "Perhaps you should give your older sister a chance to process it all…?" She suggested before Elise looked back up at Corrin and realized that she might have overwhelmed her. "Oh...right….I'm sorry. It's just been a long time since we could visit her here." She said sheepishly as Corrin had rubbed the back of her head. "It's fine Camilla. Really. I was just caught off guard for a moment. But from what I heard, it sounds like today is gonna be a blast!" Corrin said with a bright smile of her own, which could only be matched with Elise's growing one. At that, Leo had finally walked over and chuckled to himself before he dusted off his outfit. "It's shocking how similar you two are. Especially with that goofy grin of yours." Leo teased with a small smirk as Corrin and Elise had both pouted. "What's wrong with being happy sometimes Mr. Doom and Gloom?" Corrin asked as Leo had simply looked up at her. "A difference in irritation is certainly present. That can be proven without any evidence whatsoever." Leo replied back before chuckling at Corrin's adorable perturbed expression. He then placed his hand atop her head and ruffled it, causing Corrin to blush a mixture of embarrassment and anger. "I missed you too Big Sister. And that expression most of all." Leo teased before he went off to join Xander and Gunter, whom were conversing. Camilla had then turned to Flora, placing a hand on her hip. "I see that you've been caring for our adorable little sister quite well in her absence. I can thank you for that, and for your continued service in the future." She said with a docile smile on her face, as Flora had managed to smile at her as well. "Why thank you Milady. Your pr-" She began to say before Camilla cut her off completely. "Don't get used to it though." She said, her demeanor instantly turning sour, and eerie and unsettling shadow being cast over her eyes. Not to mention that her eyes had shown with this sense of concealed anger and insanity. Flora had only nodded in response, practically sweating bullets in response as she gulped audibly. "Excellent~...Now, shall we make our way to the dinner table? I'm a bit famished from the journey, and I suppose we should let the others have their time together. I just know she's dying to catch up with her brother and sister." Camilla chuckled as she began to saunter over to the kitchen, Flora reluctantly following close behind with a look of both surprise and dismay. "So Sir Gunter. I heard of your recent findings in the Aisle of Fire. I would say that they are fairly concerning. Almost as concerning as how dreary our situation on the people seems." Xander said with a slight sigh. Gunter had looked towards Xander as he chuckled, though the latter part of his sentence had turned his expression grim. "My Lord, you honor me too much with a title as that. Sir was what I would be addressed by my combatants and allies. You are my superior now as the High Prince. But on that matter My Lord, I take it that the meeting with your father and his retainers didn't go well, presumably that is." He said as Xander had given a solemn nod. "Our resources are dwindling Gunter. The people are content to starve, and soon the nobles will follow. That is, to say the people will simply lie down and wait for death to come at their door. In a year's time, we could face the spark of rebellion if conditions cannot continue." Xander said as he clenched his fist before walking over to the window, beckoning Gunter over with him. Eventually, the two had looked out the large window, with the looming presence of the Krakenburg Mountains ever present. And in those mountains was the distant Castle Krakenburg and the city surrounding it. Even from a distance, it seemed dreary and bleak, the plains surrounding it making it even more so. "And our situation cannot improve at this rate. Our mages can manipulate the land, but only with what is actually present. We will run out of semi-fertile ground eventually. Crykensia, Cheve, and Izumo can afford to only send supplies in limited quantities. I suppose that would be the reason why you and your elder siblings were called in." Gunter said as Xander had placed a finger to his chin. "To my Father, there is only one option to keep our nation and people alive… We have to go to war against the nation of Hoshido….But we're going to need the manpower and strategic positions to do so. And there are few ways to gain these….than the eventual takeover of Cheve. So too, has Father declared." Xander said as Gunter had let out a sigh of his own. "I had thought that Cheve was going to be assimilated soon...But why such a rush? Has something come up with Chancellor Eindenburg?" He asked as Xander had cleared his throat. "A revolution, I fear. And led by-" He began before he turned to see Corrin, Leo, and Elise approaching them. "So that's where you two are! We were wondering why you had disappeared so suddenly." Corrin said as she looked up at Xander. To her, it had actually been a bit surreal standing next to him. His last visit, she had apparently been 2 inches shorter due to some freak growth spurt she had. Now she even stood on equal footing with Camilla...without her heeled boots on that is. "My! It seems our little princess has grown over since our last visit. One day, you might even surpass me in height." He said with a small smile, his expression brightening upon the sight of his family. "I know right? And I LOVE her new outfit! Who made you it?" Elise asked, her eyes turning to sparkles as she zoomed about Corrin, touching various parts of her armor with a look of fascination. "Well, I have to give credit to-" She began to say before she could hear a voice from the main door. "Ah! Forgive me my Lords and Ladies for the wait. Your dinner awaits you in the room over to your left. The stable girl will watch over your precious steeds." Jakob had said, a tray in his hand and that courteous smile plastered on his face. "You can tell us later I suppose. Shall we make our way over to the dinner table? I suppose that's where your servant and Camilla have run off to." Leo said as the group had nodded in response, following Jakob towards where the food had been stationed. Eventually, all five royals and the three servants had finally made their way towards the main table. The hall itself was just as massive as the greeting hall, but boasted a large table with tapestry ordaining the windows and drapes. Not only that, but the insignia on the bottom had given it a more regal feel as well, not discounting its actual meaning of course. The table had been packed with several food items, all donated by the royal family to be able to cook a successful meal for them. While they may have been meek and meager to some of the nobility, Jakob and Flora knew how to properly make any dish as exquisite as a royally prepared one. As such, the entire group had been thoroughly surprised to see these basic dishes come to life in such a way. "Might I say...You're two retainers are excellent cooks. I wouldn't have thought that they could make dishes like these this delectable!" Leo said as he raised his soup spoon to his mouth and took another sip. "And these biscuits are simply to die for. I wish I could cook anything this delicious." Camilla agreed before she grabbed another one to add on to her plate. "I concur. Thank you both for making such a wonderful meal. You have the Nohrian crown's thanks." Xander said with a smile of his own and a quick bow of his head. At this, the two butlers had completely different reactions. Jakob had accepted the praise with a smile, bowing his head in respect as well, all the while Flora had looked towards the ground in a mixture of uncomfort and surprise of her own. "Thank you all. Your words far exceed the amount of effort we put in. We are just glad that we could provide a meal to your standards." Jakob had said, speaking up for the both of them as Flora quickly nodded in agreement. "Are you kidding me? This meal is the best I've ever had in a long time! It's incredible!" Elise said out before finishing her last muffin. "Oh? And the bruschetta I cooked for you last night wasn't worth merit then?" Leo asked as Elise's eyes had went to the floor. "Well...uh...It wasn't bad! It was great even! It just wasn't that….memorable?" Elise stammered as she desperately looked over to Camilla and Xander for a bit of assistance. "It certainly wasn't that bad actually. It just lacked a little panash in all honesty." Xander said, hoping to make it seem less average than normal. "It was a bit bland, that I do remember darling. Sorry to say, but it was." Camilla said as she took another sip of her tea, which had only caused Leo to sink in his seat further. Xander and Elise had simply shot daggers at Camilla, to which the aloof second eldest sibling had shrugged her shoulders. "What? I was merely telling him the facts. No reason to sugar code everything I say." Camilla said as she placed down her tea cup. "Well so much for cooking for you all. I suppose you can enjoy the chef's cooking more than mine back at the castle." Leo said as he crossed his arms and finished the rest of the soup with a sour expression on his face. Of course, Corrin had leaned over a bit and placed a hand on his shoulder and smiled up at him. "You know….Leo….For what it's worth… I don't think your cooking is all that bad. Just….not so good." Corrin said with a small smirk of triumph, which had only caused Leo to scowl at her. "Oh, I see a petty streak here. What ever did I do to offend you Big Sister?" Leo asked as Corrin had rustled the top of his head. "Nothing too major Leo." Corrin said with a shrug as she grabbed her plate, preparing to put it where the other royals had stashed their plates and dirty china. At that, Xander had finally stood up along with Gunter, as both exchanged a nod before Xander had smiled. "While this has been a wonderful dinner...I believe we should move onto the next event. After all, I'm eager to see this growth that Gunter has praised you for. I would hope it's more than growth." Xander said as Corrin had pumped her fist in the air. "Fine then Big Brother! I'm going to come at you with everything I've got!" She announced with a proud and goofish smile, something that both Leo, Jakob, and Flora had sighed about. Camilla then gently walked over to the three as she bent down to whisper something into Flora's and Jakob's ears. "Very well milady...Staves on standby are going to be necessary in Lord Xander's training exercise.." Flora said with a nervous laugh, recalling the last practice session and how poorly it had ended for her liege. She had come back with bruises all over her arm and completely exhausted to boot. Xander might have been holding back with his Bronze Sword, but there was no amount of depowering that could close the gap between the two in skill. "Well….Let's hope for the best at least…." —_________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ So yeah….that was Chapter One you guys. I honestly had a lot of fun writing this, and i have a lot of plans for this series. New events, villains, twists, and yes….even ships. As you can see, Twisted Truths will hopefully make the canon characters besides Corrin and Azura relevant. Some small things to mention though about this, as you've probably seen from this beginning. Felicia isn't gonna be in the story.....Yeah. Sorry about that Felicia fans... This story is actually going to start from the beginning rather than after chapter 6. Character relationships/personalities are going to be a tad different. Ex: Corrin and Leo get on each other's nerves, Camilla is a bit more...sassy is the way to put it, Flora is a bit more sarcastic. Hopefully, these aren't too drastic. Gunter in general and the lore behind him. So...yeah. Gunter is going to be much more respected in the Nohrian army, which will come into place later. Anyways, thanks for the read everybody. Chapter 2 is on the way….probably in 2 or 3 week's time. Expect a lot of Corrin's pain and Leo disappearing to fix his cowl-
  14. After finishing Echoes, one of the cutscenes in particular moved me so much, I felt compelled to write it out myself, as a sort of writing warm-up. That's why I'm calling it a semi-fic. I have added some dialogue and small actions to the cutscene, but not much else in the way of extras. I'm not a hundred percent sure content like this would be accepted on fanfiction.net or AO3, so I figured this was the ideal place for feedback. I'm most interested in how I did on a technical level- things like do I have a good range of vocabulary, are my descriptions effective, can you visualize what's going on? So, if anyone wants to give this a read, I would be very grateful and also probably willing to read something of yours in exchange (provided it's roughly the same length). Two warnings here. First one is for spoilers, if you haven't finished Echoes and think you may want to play it someday, don't read this. It's one of the best moments of the game, possibly objectively, and knowing what happens beforehand will spoil your experience. And second, I am warning for some violence, but nothing too graphic, so I'd say 13+ is appropriate (though if you're under 13 you're probably too young to be on this website afaik). Anyway, click below for the piece. Word count is 1336.
  15. Hi there everyone! I’ve been doing a lot of thinking on a little project I’m making. I thought that for the most part, my rp for FE Fates: A Dark Path went well. So, I thought, hey? Why not make it into a fanfic? So, I decided to pool all of my ideas on to this post, and ask you guys whether they sound like good ideas to you all. I'm a fairly experienced fanfic writer in general, but I've really only done small-scale projects that go on for 15 or so chapters with 3000 words each. But never before have I truly delved into world-building, and I figured that now would be the time to do so. I do enjoy me some Fire Emblem. Credit goes to NekoKnight for the original format of this questionnaire. Anyways 1. What routes are you working on? Is it an amalgamation of all three? Is it an alternate universe style retelling? It is an AU of the Revelations plot. It will go through a total of 2 to 3 arcs. 2. What notable changes would you make to the plot? Essentially, there will be major changes to the villains mostly, and who sides with who. The most obvious one is that Azura is going to be a major antagonist this time around, and directly serving Anankos. There is also going to be a brief period of peace, with the majority of battles ending after a massacre in Crykensia. From then on, the story would establish its own canon, with multiple things ending up differently and with certain characters taking a much darker route. Are problematic elements (the curse, the magic throne, the crystal ball, operation tears, Nohr and Hoshido being too black and white, everything Aqua does) going to be addressed? The issues of the Vallite curse are going to be reworked this time around. In this fic, I’m going to have it that King Cadros, in a desperate attempt to seal Anankos, had gathered his most powerful mages to cast a seal upon Anankos. Until the end of time would Anankos be sealed in Valla, as would the kingdom be sealed as well. The only people that could enter were Vallites themselves, and thus, only the royal family could unlock the bonds on Anankos. Not only must they have royal blood, but they also must obtain a large amount of quintessence, the cultivation of every being. You see, when a person dies, their quintessence is released back into the world. (Like in Fe7) Anankos, (like Nergal in some ways), requires more quintessence to receive his full power and break the chains that restrict him to Valla, and with someone one of royal blood helping him to do so. Iago’s personality is going to be shifted just a tad bit to make him seem more humane. He will be a radical advocate for the people, rationalizing that the only way to keep them alive is to invade the surrounding neutral countries. Thus, the people will begin to emphasize with him. In this fic, he desires to be king himself, and despises the Nohrian children who seem to be in the way of the throne. This will come at a head during Arc2, and during Xander’s succession to Garon, who is more focused on reestablishing stable political connections with the surrounding nations, and thus would gain support from them in due time. The throne is well, being thrown out. I think its purpose is rather stupid in all honesty. -Nohr and Hoshido are going to be more balanced out, with Nohr having legitimate reasons for doing what they did, and adding a few more corrupted Hoshidans and highlighting their selfish and racist tendencies. Are there any themes to be communicated over each route? If there were to be an overarching theme in the story, it would be the struggle of doing the “right” thing, even if the right thing may seem demonic by nature. Another theme I plan to tackle is whether emotions are necessary to humans, and whether they cause more harm or good. Whether we would accomplish more if we shed what made us “human”. What is the overall direction and "point" of each route? There are going to be a total of 2 arcs, with a possible third arc. Arc 1 is going to be about drawing the war to a close and bringing peace between the nations, who have sworn that they fight for their own version of justice. Corrin would venture across Nohr and Hoshido trying to quell the rage of both nations. The second arc is going to mainly focus on both kingdom's efforts to stop the new, emerging threat of Anankos, while dealing with the radical changes of leadership in the countries, as well the coups staged in both struggling nations. 3. What notable changes would you make to the characters? What is Kamui all about (background, personality, abilities)? Kamui is going to start out as a relatively naive character. Extremely upbeat and positive, brimming with energy, and has a bit of sass to her as well. In fact, she really won’t have any fantastic abilities in combat to start with either. She’ll be a mediocre leader as well. So in general, she starts out like the regular Kamui in a lot of ways. However, as time passes throughout the story, she will generally begin to mature and grow into her role as leader of the effort for peace. She’ll become a bit more modest and focused on her efforts, though she’ll still manage to keep that bit of sass and childlike vibrancy in her personality. Things are pretty similar to the games at this point. Until she ages to 11, she closely bonds with her Hoshidan family and becomes a part of the royal family, but she is kidnapped by Garon and taken to Nohr. There, Garon orders Iago to remove her memories of Hoshido, which is a long and painful process for Corrin. For 10 days did she spend in that dark dungeon, her mind feeling splintered afterward. She forgot the procedure though, and what had happened to her father on that day she was captured as well. She was naught but a shell of herself afterward, her eyes glassy, and her body unmoving. Out of concern and pity, the Nohrian family had started to care for her and spend time with her. Eventually, Kamui grew out of her tortured mind state as she began to bond with them, forming an especially close relationship with Leo, Elise, and her butler Jakob. From there, things would progress normally through the plot, until she reached the age of 17. As time had passed in her time throughout Nohr, Kamui had been having strange dreams about her time in Hoshido. However, no one would give her an answer for why she was having such dreams. Not her brothers and sisters, nor her butler would give her a straight answer. This egged her on even further, and soon she began to remember. Remember her time at Hoshido, remember her father's death, and remember the torture Garon and Iago put her through. She becomes angry at those who had kept such secrets from her, and demanded answers from her siblings, now stating that they had betrayed her trust. She even had the audacity to challenge Garon, stating that what he had done was wrong and immoral. For that, he had lashed out at her, slapping her face hard as he reminded him of her place to him. This had been the final straw for Kamui. She had eventually given in to her curiosity, and ventured to Hoshido. And that is where our journey begins. What is Aqua all about (personality, role in the plot)? Now, I would suppose it would be time to bring up the major difference in the room. That being Azura. Though I would be remiss if I started discussing her, without describing a new OC that would be very important to her backstory. Dylan was but a simple boy in a local village near Krakenburg. King Garon’s harsh rule and desperate attempts to have everyone conform to his new will had gone poorly, and the people revolted. Thus, he ordered a squadron of his knights to raid the village and kill all of the men, leaving the women and children to be taken to his castle. Garon, however, only brought them in as test subjects, now realizing that a war with Hoshido was imminent. He wanted to assure his victory in the war...He wanted to breed a powerful weapon he could use. And the blood that was gifted to him from the “Great Dragon” was sure to make his weapon. He then placed the people in his dungeons, and tasked Iago with experimenting on them with the dragon’s blood. Some, had horrible results. They died, screaming in utter agony. All but one boy survived the experiments. A young boy named Dylan. He himself had finally become what Iago and Garon desired, the first manufactured dragon. Though, his form was different. His body had become warped in several places, and his mind had refused to progress past that of his younger years. His transformations would grant him a large sum of strength, and yet they would deteriorate his mind until he regressed into a savage beast. He was erased from Nohrian records, and promptly moved out of Nohr, abandoned and alone. He had eventually made his way to Hoshido, where he was able to live his days in a relative exile, though he still bore the Hoshidans rumors about him day after day. He would be ignored and mistreated by the Hoshidans, who would see him as a strange boy with even stranger powers. And this is how he came across someone that would change his life forever. And thus, he finds a blue haired girl, crying to herself on the side of a ditch, with multiple injuries and a few scattered stones around her. This girl is Azura. Azura in this fic, would have been separated from her mother, who died during the defense of Valla after suddenly leaving Nohr to protect her birthplace. Thus, Azura is left in the only nation that would accept her, which is the kingdom of Nohr. Though, Azura begins to realize that the people had always hated her mother. The countless concubines that Garon had all held contempt and hatred for Arete, who had been the second queen after Katarina. Essentially in this story, Azura would have been never treated well by the Nohrians or Hoshidans, their citizens treating her like she was a bane on the world itself. Her Nohrian siblings had ignored her, due to the general hatred Arete people had, due to her marrying Garon but returning to Valla soon afterward. Thus, they labeled her a demon spawn, and the concubines of this era saw her as a threat to the throne. So, they told their sons and daughters, like Leo, Camilla, and Xander to ignore her completely and not socialize with her under any circumstances. For 9 years, Azura lived a life of pain and sadness. This is only accentuated when Corrin is brought into Nohr. Those small months before Azura was taken away to Hoshido, she sees the Nohrian siblings open up to Corrin, but not to her. They once again ignore her, and there were no search parties made for her when she disappeared into Hoshido. And her time in Hoshido was no different. Only at the age of 11, she is subjected to such torture. While her Hoshido siblings certainly were less cruel in that regard, the people were not. They labeled her as Nohrian Scum, calling her terrible things like... "Nohrian slut...Wench...." The insults were endless. They never stopped coming, and in Azura's mind, her siblings never stopped the citizens either. They would always make an excuse of some kind. Azura had finally had enough one day. When a soldier kicked her to the ground, she retaliated. There were reports of numerous stab wounds on the man, even past his death. The kind warm stares she received from Hinoka and Ryoma abruptly ended as they heard of what she did, and they had banished her to a remote shrine near a lake, and away from the people. Abandoned and forgotten, she is forced to live a life of despair. Thus, dark feelings start to take root in her heart. She slowly begins to curse and hate those that have abandoned her, and she begins to despise the very world itself. Though she does find one kind soul, one person that might change that. His name was Dylan. He felt Azura's pain and knew what she was going through, to an extent. He merely just wanted to make her feel better, so he hung out with her every day to make sure she wasn't lonely. Thus, they developed a close relationship, though that relationship started to crack after a few years. Dylan was a pacifist and never believed in vengeance and such. He and Azuar would argue about these subjects often. Though as time went on, the fights turned from small to big, and often ended with Azura leaving the shrine screaming at Dylan, saying that he was "siding with them", or that he was "weak". Eventually, after a huge argument, Azura comes across the spring near her shrine. She is now 17 years old. She is despairing over the fact that Dylan doesn't see her point of view. She sees a ripple in the water, getting into it for a moment. She recalls a song she used to hear her mother sing, and a gate to Valla opens up. She walks through it and manages to be contacted by Anankos. Anankos then proclaims himself as Azura's true father and manipulates her into joining him. He plays her like a violin, using her dark feelings and already growing insanity against her. Thus, she begins to serve him and only him, out of her "love" for her father. Azura then is given a choice by Anankos. He knows of a way for Dylan to see her way, and for him to not be eliminated. Azura readily agrees, and she heads over to Dylan. She then tells him that... "We'll be together soon, I promise. You don't need to worry about anything else darling...." "It might be scary now...But soon it will all be over, and we can come back together again..." A lance then goes through his heart as he crumples to the floor, and soon is reanimated as one of Anankos's soldiers. What are the Hoshidan and Nohrian siblings all about (personalities, roles in the plot)? Ryoma Ryoma would play out a similar way to most of the Royals, being the main leader of the Hoshidan forces. While he himself is not outright racist towards Nohrians, he still contains a deep hatred for them. He often will blame them, as many Hoshidans do, for the calamity that befalls them and the world. He does label them as Nohrian beasts or dogs, stating that all they know is war and violence. However, he is not completely resistant to change, and is willing to put aside his hatred for the greater good. However, Ryoma’s importance will greatly differ in Arc 2, where he will have to deal with an uprising of the citizens of Hoshido for his hastiness in agreeing to peace with the Nohrians rather than engaging in the war and finishing them off. Though in all honesty, there will be little difference between his canon version and this version though. Xander Xander will play a similar role to Ryoma, and holds a deep-seated hatred for the Hoshidans greed and vanity. Thus, he has no qualms about the tasks that Garon had him perform, for a while at least. Though Xander does have his limits, and he will resist some of the orders his Father will give if they disregard basic human rights. (Just like our favorite blonde Karl Marx in his OG game.) Like Ryoma, he does not wish to see more bloodshed. And after the events of the massacre of Crykensia, he agrees with Ryoma to still hostilities. This is a brief period of happiness for Nohr, and they slowly start to receive trades from the nations again. But the toll the war took on the people was too great. The nation’s already dwindling food supply is weakening, and the people are starving just as bad as they were before. This is only amplified in Arc 2, when king Garon is assassinated, and King Xander rises to the throne, only to be challenged to the throne by Iago. Camilla In this fic, while the character might be the same, I am planning to put a bit more emphasis on the female royal units. Camilla, will of course, still be obsessive about keeping stability and order within her family, taking the role of the overbearing mother. Obviously, like many good FE theorists say, Camilla obviously does this to make up for the fact that her mother had only used her as a pawn to get closer to King Garon. However, when Kamui begins to act out more, asking question after question about her life in Hoshido, Camilla tries to shut down her questions. She wants to keep that stability going, as it is the only thing keeping HER stability going. Things only escalate when Kamui starts to hound her father, and eventually gets put down by it. And eventually, when Kamui escapes to Hoshido, Camilla begins to lose her grip on her sanity. Her own guilt crashes in on herself, drowning her in depression. She blames herself for why Kamui had turned against them, choosing to side with nobody. Leo Leo himself will have an interesting relationship with Kamui. The two would often disagree a lot on how one would wish to rule a kingdom. Leo prefers a ruling system that gets results and is stable, and Kamui prefers one were the people are happy. Often, though Leo is the younger of the two, he often teases and makes snide remarks about Kamui’s relatively naive nature and childish antics. Kamui gets upset at this, but she typically lets it go after a few seconds. Though they bicker at times, Leo and Corrin hold the strongest bond with one another, just as they both do with Elise. I suppose you could say that they as younger siblings are closer than with Camilla and Xander. Takumi Takumi would play a role similarly to his old one, with him completely being driven by his hatred. He would, of course, be heavily skeptical of Corrin’s arriving, and often has arguments about his elder sibling’s reliance on peace tactics. This comes to a head on the Plains of Hoshido, where the two sides meet. Corrin manages to negotiate between the two to lower their weapons, and Ryoma and Xander agree. And just as things are going to end favorably, Takumi let’s loose an arrow at Elise, claiming that she was just a Nohrian snake, this all being against Ryoma’s orders. This cancels any compassion Nohr had for Hoshido, as it now reignites the battle they had begun long ago. After the initial fight, Ryoma and Hinoka are angered by his tactics. Takumi is hereby banished from the royal throne, and thus he feels betrayed by his family. He feels that HE is more Hoshidan than any of his brother’s or sisters. He thinks that they should be fighting Bohr his way. This only accelerates during Arc 2, during Ryoma’s ascension to the king of Hoshido. Ryoma agreed with Xander and Corrin to cease hostilities. However, not only was Takumi angered by this...but so were the people. They wanted revenge for the murder of their king and queen, and yet the king would agree to a draw that would have them SHARING resources with the ENEMY!? Takumi too desired this. He had eventually started to gain support, delivering speeches in direct opposition to his elder brother and sister. He slowly became the favored king of Hoshido, rather than Ryoma. And so this would start a new revolution within Hoshido. What is Garon, Mikoto, Lilith or any other important character all about? Garon will largely play the same role as the canon game, however, he is the one true Garon still. And though he still comes off as cold to his children, he is sympathetic to all of his children aside from Corrin, of whom he perceives as unworthy of his family name. He has ties to Anankos, though he tries to sever those ties at the end of Arc 1. This backfires though and leads to his own demise at the hands of Iago and Azura. When he is assassinated in Arc 2, he thus passes all the hatred tied to his name onto Xander, something the crown prince struggles to amend. What is Hydra all about (role in the plot)? Anankos is still the major boss and puppet master of the events. His goal is to release the binds that have been placed on him, and the only way to do that is with quintessence, and a Vallite royal, which he already has in the form of Azura. That is why he subtly influences others to further the war efforts and make it continue, rather than stop. What changes will be made to minor characters I plan on bringing more significance to the Hoshidan characters like Hana, perhaps having all people in Hoshido under a certain class have the same master. Like perhaps Ryoma and Hana trained under the same man or woman? 4. What notable changes would you make to the setting? What ideas do you have for world building? I intend to have more emphasis on the middle kingdoms, such as Izumo, Mokushu, Cykrensia, and Nestra. They will play into the politics of the countries heavily, with some allying with a nation, and some banding together to fight both. What kind of history does this continent have? The history and lore of the game will also largely be the same. I am also naming the world of Fates Dividire, which means “to force apart, cleave, or distribute”. What is the balance of natural and supernatural elements? The world of fates will rely heavily on magical elements, though I hope to bring out the gritty and hell like life that one would suffer on the battlefield. As such, the initial war will last for nearly 3 years until the massacre of Crykensia would stop it. Are the Faceless and invisible enemies in your story? The Faceless are being edited out of the story, but invisible enemies are going to continue throughout it as parts of Anankos forces. 5. Do any characters die? Actually yes, a lot frankly. While in the first Arc, character death will be at a minimum, aside from possibly one person, the second Arc is a whole different story. All in all, it will take a much darker tone, and as such, the ending will have multiple...and possibly all the main units dying. Only a few may end up surviving against Anankos. Some examples will be of course Mikoto, Juliana, Dylan, some of the retainers, and possibly some of the royal units. 6. Do you introduce any new characters? Yes. There are going to be a total of 4 new characters. 3 are Hoshidan characters, and 1 is a new villain. Kaguya- Samurai A close confidant and trusted friend to Ryoma. Both have trained under Asami, along with Hana as well during their younger years. She is loyal to a fault, stubborn, and dedicated but easily flustered. She is also fierce rivals with Hana, whom she has held a grudge with for many years. Asami- Swordmaster A quiet and strict master of the sword. Hailing from the destroyed village of Kohga, Asami is a feared and renowned swordfighter, only matching in skill with Sumeragi. she had been asked to teach his son and his people her ways, and she reluctantly agreed. She has currently taught 3 students, and finds Kaguya to be the most adept with the skill. She secretly hopes for the day to confront Kotaro and end his life, satisfying her revenge for what he did to her people. Mahiru- Pegasus Knight An easy-going, mischievous, and loud-mouthed Pegasus Knight. Mahiru often doesn't hesitate to speak her mind, and will often do so at any point she wishes. She has developed a close relationship with Takumi as not only his retainer, but as one of his few close friends. Dylan- ??? A young man of unknown origin. He seems to hold some close connection to Azura, and seems unfazed by her wicked plans as he stands by her. His intentions are unclear, and he seems to hold some power within him. As if he was human, but not human.... 7. Are any characters going to be cut? Yes. For the purposes of cutting extra, unneeded characters, I am planning on cutting Setsuna, Hinata, Oboro, Peri, Kagero, Felicia, Arthur, Lilith, Hans, and other characters. Pretty much in all, I hope that this story will take the actual world, war, and story of these character to a more life-like and gritty degree. Characters will not only have to overcome their own demons, but their inner demons as well. Regret, anguish, control, savagery, and, most of all….tolerance. And yeah, that was pretty much what I was thinking about this. Please comment down below on any suggestions or thoughts you had about these ideas. What you liked, disliked, all of it. I'm eager to get a discussion going. :)
  16. I'm planning to write a fanfic for FE fates, possibly taking place after the events of Conquest. Only problem is, I don't know if a Fates fanfic in 2017 would be appropriate or tardy. Should I do Fates or move on to Echoes?
  17. Hello! I thought since everyone was sharing their own stories that I might also have a go. I'd appreciate any sort of feedback on how you feel about it. I'm not too committed to the story per se, but any interest or reviews will help push me to do more. Here's where you'll find it: The Story Link
  18. Hello, and I'm here to give you all a late Christmas/Early New Year present! These two fan fictions were created for Secret Santa in two different places, but I was unable to post them here until now due to time constraints. However, those constraints are no longer present, so here they are now! Like some of my other fan fiction, these two stories are not related to Fire Emblem (they’re Pokémon). However, I hope you can still enjoy a little of the holiday spirit, in preparation for a happy new year! :) The links to the two fan fictions are below: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12287239/1/A-Christmas-Puppy https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12283927/1/Promises-to-Keep
  19. So I decided to jump onto the fanfic bandwagon with a story based off of my favorite FE game so far, Path of Radiance. This will be a Point of View (PoV) story where you follow me, Alex, throughout the game and trying to survive in the land of Tellius. But I wanted to do things a little more differently, too. At some points in the story, there will be options to choose from, sort of like a “Choose Your Own Adventure” book/story. So you can decide what happens to me as I go through this even killing me off maybe. Also, while I myself have fairly decent knowledge of the game, I’m making it so my character does not. So, let’s get started! Prologue [spoiler=Walk around]Deciding the man didn’t want anything to do with me, I wondered around the area. I got completely lost in the nearby forest and franticly started searching for a way out. I ended up running into a troop of soldiers at their camp. “Hey, can any of you lead me out of this forest?” I asked them. I appeared to have startled them as they jumped up and readied their weapons. I alarmingly raised my hands and said “Sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you! I just want some help getting out of here!” The soldiers didn’t seem to care much as they kept inching closer to me cautiously. I gulped, worried that I was going to die in this strange land. Just when it seemed the soldiers were about ready to strike, a blast of wind came out from behind me, blowing them all back! I turned to see the man I met earlier, battle ready. “I don’t know how you managed to get ahead of me,” he said. “But you should be more careful.” “S-sorry,” I stuttered. “I got lost.” “Clearly,” the man said. “…Follow me for now, but don’t talk.” I looked at the wounded soldiers, nodded, and followed the man. It took us a number of days to get to where we were trying to go. We soon introduced ourselves, with this man’s name being Soren. He had packed enough food and water only for him, so we had to eat sparingly. He also only had one bag to sleep in, so we took turns, though the tent was big enough for the both of us. Numerous times, we had to maneuver around enemy fortresses. Soren takes his time to plan out the movements of the enemies, then when he has enough information, we move and try to avoid them all. Soon enough, we ran out of food, but Soren said his base was close by. (Jump to Spoiler marked "Part 2") [spoiler=Part 2]We finally arrived at Soren’s base. His comrades welcomed him back, though he mostly stayed to himself, asking to speak to the commander. Everyone was more curious about the person Soren picked up on the way back, though, but they were all friendly and welcomed me to the base. The red-long-haired archer named Shinon didn’t seemed too pleased, though. Soon, the commander entered the room and Soren gave him the updates about what he has found. Then the commander noticed me. “And who is this, Soren?” he asked to both me and Soren. “My name is Alex, sir,” I replied. The commander had light brown hair and looked very strong. I certainly wouldn’t want to fight against him, so I tried to stay on my best behavior. The commander laughed at me, though, and patted me on the shoulder. “No need to be so afraid, boy,” he said. “I’m a nice guy, don’t worry. My name is Greil. I’m the commander of this troop you see here: The Greil Mercenaries.” “Mercenaries?” I asked. “Don’t worry,” the man named Oscar said. “We only take care of the bad guys.” “So as long as you don’t get on our bad side, we’ll get along,” the woman named Titania said. I looked at them all and nodded. “Everyone, to the briefing room! We have some things to discuss,” Greil announced. Everyone agreed and left the room, except me. I just stood there, wondering what to do. “Hey!” the man named Boyd walked back in and shouted at me. “You coming or what?” Smiling, I ran to him and we went to meet up with the rest. What do you think? I don’t know what inspired me to make this, but I think this came together rather well. I’m not entirely sure how well I can do the branching options or the story over all with a completely new pov, but we’ll see what happens. Should I keep going? I completely forgot to describe myself in the story. Whoops! Just picture a brown-haired Oscar with open eyes and glasses and you pretty much have me XD
  20. Quick Summary: This story is set after the events of Fire Emblem : Awakening. The male Avatar/David faces a new threat far greater than he or anyone could ever imagine. Will he be consumed by the upcoming darkness or will the light inside him prevail? ____________________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________ Many historians, poets, and bards did their best to recount David's deed's, though everyone agreed though in one thing . . . ____________________________________________________________________________________ Prologue: "The End's Beginning" ____________________________________________________________________________________ He was silent. In front of him he saw himself, lying powerless on the beast's body. "David", corrupted by Grima, the fell dragon. Then instantly he listened to Naga's voice once again … "If Chrom takes the final blow, Grima will be put in another 1000 years slumber. But in order for Grima to vanish permanently, you David must deliver the final hit." … "That's how I died in the future. My conscious was taken over by him. My emotions weren't strong enough to resist the dark inside me" he thought. "David don't do it! You can't" Chrom shouted, in a desperate try not to lose his best friend. David, Ylisse' s Tactician, remained silent. He looked around him. Then, he was staring at a particular person. ____________________________________________________________________________________ "Your highness, my prince! I am afraid I must deliver bad news! " the messenger said. He looked terrified. "What is it, hierarch? You look shocked." Chrom replied. "Ylisstol my prince, it … it has fallen sir. " "It can't be… David! We must think of a new plan now!" the prince ordered. "No way…" David shed a tear. "Its … my fault, Chrom, Emmeryn … I am sorry … How many were lost ?" The tactician was shocked by the news. Who wouldn't? Houses were torn apart and others were burned, only to become nothing more but ashes. "More than a thousand sir, I am afraid. Including some of our finest pegasus knights". David couldn't forgive himself. This marked his first failure as a tactician. He wasn't thinking straight and of course he blamed himself for this. The rest Shepherds lowered their heads. "My lady… I… I am-" He barely could speak. When Chrom had found him unconscious in the valley, he saw David's potential as a tactician. It was David's duty to protect him, but he failed today and miserably. "There is no need to apologise David, everything will go fine. I must go back to Ylisstol. I must help my people. Chrom you should take care of the Fire Emblem. Huh?" Suddenly, they saw a white pegasus flying above them. The rider gently hit the pegasus with their boot, as an order for the mythical creature to land. The rider rushed at the exalt. "My lady I will deliver bad ne-" the rider tried to speak, but Emmeryn told her to stop. "I already know. The hierarch told us." Emmeryn replied. "But how my lady ? I was the only survivor of the pegasus knights… I was the only one to flee." They seemed confused. A wave of wyvern riders appeared in the horizon. They knew Emmeryn was there and had the Fire Emblem with her. "Oh no …." Emmeryn's eyes revealed her fear. "I am sorry my exalt. They told me that they would kill me." The hierarch said. "That's how you knew the news before me!" The rider said. In a blink of an eye, the hierarch started running away and escaped. "Hey! How would you betray us? Come back here, coward!" Chrom shouted out of anger. "David, Shepherds, everyone we must stand by for battle!" The battle was indeed rough, but quick. Vasto the Plegian's wyvern rider forces commander was exceptionally skilled and had a well trained army. In the end though, the Shepherds won thanks to David's great tactics, Chrom's battle instinct and the pegasus knight's skill. Some of them were injured, but Lissa' s and Maribelle' s staff took care of them. David then went to thank the pegasus rider. "My I couldn't be more thankful for your help …" David tried to learn the knight's name. "Oh, Cordelia! My name is Cordelia". She pulled her helmet off her head. David was astonished by her beauty. Cordelia had long straight red hair, white as snow skin and beautiful red eyes. "There is no need to thank me. Your tactics brought us the victory". David could barely speak. "Is everything okay ?" She asked. David blushed. "Yeah sorry I just remembered I need to talk to Chrom". A quick excuse for him to leave and stop embarrassing himself. He wasn't very good with women. He was always anxious around them. He thought they found him boring. Alongside his memories, the feeling of love was forgotten as well. A feeling that he remembered today. ____________________________________________________________________________________ "David! There must be another way! I won't lose my best friend! I beg you... Please!" Chrom was desperately trying to convince David not to kill Grima. David remained silent. His other self was unconscious, lying on the floor. He was still unsure what to do. Then, he listened a familiar voice. "David ! When you proposed me, you made me the happiest woman on earth. I want to keep you close to me for the rest of our days. David I love you! I need you! Don't you turn your back at me!" "Cherry this for your own good." He liked to call her "Cherry" as her signature red hair reminded him cherries as well as her scent. The scent of his woman was, for him, priceless. "For the good of our children." he continued. "I … I don't want be responsible for the death of more people, even if they die 1000 years from now. I can destroy him once and for all. You, Severa, Morgan can finally have a good life, you can shape a world that I will have ensured that is safe. I don't want you to live in fear anymore. I don't want any other future Severa or Morgan to lose their parents, or their beloved ones. He started crying. "I … I love you too much… Sorry, but I hope one day you will understand." "Nooo! What are you doing! You fool. Stop!" Severa shouted. "Dad … I know I wasn't the most loveable daughter … I only want us to be a family once and for all. Please … you promised me that you'll stay with me!" She stayed close to her mother. Her legs were shaking, she couldn't bare the stress of losing her father once again. "I'm sorry if I hurt you with my manners, I'll change!" She shouted out of desperation. "Father! No… You mean everything to me… Don't do it. Chrom Hurry!" Morgan shouted. Chrom, though, stood still, listening to them. His family was crying. They begged him to stay. He broke his silence once again, with tears running down his cheeks : " I am sorry everyone. Don't worry, I will always be close to you. You see … we are all connected with the bonds we forged together! I will forever be close to you as long as I live in your heart. This is the most mystical and powerful spell of all, love. I hope I will return. Cordelia, my children, Chrom… Everyone… It was an honour to meet you, thank you for everything, I just hope you understand. Farewell…" His hand became a powerful source of light. He then listened to his family's and friends' voice for one last time. He pointed his hand to Grima. "As long as my bonds with my beloved ones are strong, you will never corrupt me… This is a checkmate Grima!". A white beam, coming from his hand, hit Grima. The light was so strong that no one could see what was happening. When they could finally see, they stood in the ground, David, though, was nowhere to be found. What remained was the dragon's bones. Everyone mourned David's apparent death. Chrom, when he stopped, was the first to speak. "Don't cry everyone! David was right! He is and will always be in our hearts! And… And…" he became excited at this point. 'As Naga said, David might be somewhere out there. Our bonds must be strong enough to keep him alive. I will find him, even if it takes the rest of my life, I will find you David! Do you hear me? I will create a better world. A world which you gave us." He wasn't afraid for his friend's luck anymore. He was sure that David was alive and he was determined to find him. It was Cordelia's turn to speak. "Chrom is right! We will find you David. I will find you my love." Cordelia's and Chrom's words brought hope into each of the Shepherds' heart. Everyone was sure that David was lying somewhere, hoping to be found. "David! Do you hear me! You better stay alive! " Sully said. Each part of the team swore to find David. Everyone had hope except Severa. She was shocked, again. Something changed inside her that night. She decided that she should change and become a better person. A person that her father would want her to be. Her heart seemed that would never be cured from this incident. Inside her she was feeling the pain. The pain that she felt when her parents died in the first time. This time it was different, though. She didn't blame herself, she didn't want to blame anyone. She wanted to abandon her old self. She didn't want any more pain and that meant to change. Morgan, on the other hand, never stopped believing that her father survived. It was Chrom's words that gave her strength and hope. Was her bonds with her father strong enough? She was sure that this was the case. ____________________________________________________________________________________ One year later... ____________________________________________________________________________________ Chrom approached a wonderful house, built alongside nature. It had a large beautiful garden filled with trees, bushes and flowers. It was certain that someone had devoted themselves to it. Chrom stopped walking and remained still. He took a deep breath. "Aaah… There is nothing better than life at nature. The fresh air is all I need," he thought. Living in a castle was surely a rough thing for Chrom, as he rarely went out. He had become really responsible and worked hard. He was Ylisse's Halidom exalt after all and he had done a great job restoring peace and uniting all the kingdoms. Finally, he knocked the door. "Good morning Crodelia!" he said. "How are you? Morgan is coming as well in a few minutes. May I come in?" he continued. "Of course my lo- ehm, Of course Chrom! Its been a while since you've visited me. Has Morgan been any helpful?" She asked. "Haha. Well its always a pleasure to visit the leader of our Pegasus Knights Squadron. Indeed, Morgan has proved to be quite the tactician. With her help, we've finally brought peace to our country. She helped with the "Treaty of Ylisstol" and with her genuis thinking we have eliminated at least 90% of the bandits that once burned villages and destroyed the homes of thousands, including the infamous "Twins". He talked with passion for Cordelia's daughter. "She is undeniably David's kid". Cordelia shed a tear. "He would have been proud," she said. "Get inside! Severa has already come and waited for you. She had something to ask you," she said. Chrom definitely felt guilty at this point. He had tried finding David with no luck. He was convinced that he was gone. He had to stop searching though, as it had been an expensive task (buying equipment, feeding the paladin's horses, etc.), but he always missed his old friend. He got into the house. Cordelia had done a great work with the place. Everything was in order. The chairs, the paintings, the vases, everything. She was a perfectionist after all. Chrom took a seat. "Food will be ready in any minute". Cordelia said. "How's Sumia and the kids?" "They are quite fine thank you! Lucina is getting better at her sword technique and I believe she is ready to become the head general of our army. Cynthia… Well… Cynthia is as always cheerful, clumsy, but exceptional with a lance. She had a great teacher after all…" Cordelia smiled. She heard footsteps. It was Severa. "Hey … Chrom". She was speaking with an aggressive tone. "Why? You had vowed to find him. Don't you remember that?" "Of course and I remember. Severa I had to. You were right, our bonds weren't as strong as I thought. But he will alw-" "Nonsense! I was wrong. I want to be wrong. You were his friend. Find him! I can't take it anymore, Chrom. Life's became a pain." She was crying. Her tears broke Chrom's heart. "Honey! Its alright…" Cordelia gave her a hug. Severa put her head on Cordelias shoulder. She was unable to control her emotions. "Don't worry. I haven't lost my faith." She said. "We haven't searched Valm yet. Sorry Chrom. She hasn't got over it yet. Honey, sit down. You know it's unfair talking to Chrom like this. He is our king and our friend. You know he tried his best". Severa nodded her head. "I am sorry Chrom. It's just hard for me… Its like the old days." "Hey! It is hard for everyone. I live everyday with the burden that I could have saved him. I know. But you know as well how much your exceptional sword skills are needed by the Shepherds," he said. He tried changing subject, because he always felt uncomfortable talking about David. His order, to stop searching for him was hard for everyone. "But I thought the war was over," she seemed confused. "Yes it is. But we must always be prepared for anything that might occur. Should I send Cynthia to come and pick you tomorrow for training?" He needed Severa's talent. She could easily beat anyone, but Chrom or Lucina with her sword. She always believed that falchion was the reason of their win. The Shepherds hadn't change. They only became more experienced and famous across the land, as they were the king's best crew. A crew that slew the fell dragon. A crew that united Ylisse. Severa had always being rejecting his proposal, because she spent most of her time searching the lands for her father. This time though she felt that it was time to reunite with her friends and fight, if needed, alongside them. "Thanks Chrom. I believe its time for me to say yes. With one condition, though. Promise me that you will continue searching. Promise me!" "Okay. I will. So I'll tell Cynthia to come here at the dawn. Thank you Severa. Your sister needed you. As a matter of fact, where is Mo-" he stopped talking as he heard a loud sound. "Craaaack!" Something definitely broke. They went to see what happened. They got out of the house, only to find Morgan laying down next to the broken, of course, white fence. Immediately, they helped her get up. "Damn it Morgan!" Severa shouted. "It took me a while to make that fence. Now I got to-" Morgan interrupted her. "Mum, Chrom, Sister! He's back!" She was ecstatic. Her face was shining brightly. It was the happiest day of her life. Anyone could tell. And she had quite a smile. The red haired tactician continued. "I've found him Mum! After a year of searching. Dad is alive!". Everyone was shocked by the news. "Could it be?" Cordelia asked. Severa, on the other, started again crying, not from sadness but from joy, this time. An emotion she had long to feel. Chrom was chuffed to bits as well. "Where is he?" he asked nervously. "Ta - da !" Morgan said cheerfully. A man approached them. He had brown hair, seemed muscular and (of course) wore a black and golden robe. He was speechless. He finally saw his family again. Cordelia rushed at him. "Dave… I thought I wouldn't see you again. I never ever lost hope for you. My love". She put her lips on his. She kissed him with passion. He missed her kiss and her scent. "Cherries". When she stopped Severa came close. "You …" She slapped him in the face and hugged him. "How could you do this to me. Do you know how much I cried. Dad, why did you break your promise? You promised to be with me! Never do this again!". He kissed her at her cheek. Chrom told him: "David. Its so good to see you back! But, I must tell you that I did it! I finally made your dream true! Peace has been restored once and for all! Man how much I missed you". Chrom gave him a hug as well. "We have a lot more to tell." he said. It was David's turn to speak. "I… I… am sorry everyone. You have been through a lot because of me. But I had to. I had to. Forgive me". "Consider it done!" Cordelia said. "Come we have a lot to discuss about". "Cherry, everyone, there is something more… Please forgive me once more, because after what happened, I was away this whole year on purpose." He lowered his head. He stopped smiling. "What?" Everyone said at the same time. "Why would you do such thing?" Cordelia asked with surprise. ____________________________________________________________________________________ A/N: Hello everyone! I am J.D. King a huge fan of Fire Emblem : Awakening (or FE:A). I have read a lot of great stories from other authors and I believe its time for me to tell my own story about Chrom, Avatar and the rest. Keep in mind that this is the first time I am doing such thing (I am a bit inexperienced) and I might not update constantly (busy life). In this small pilot chapter I wanted to relate how Avatar/David met and fell in love with Cordelia and start my story smoothly with their reunion. I aim to become a better author. An author that will provide you with quality stories. Someone who will one day create an "Epos" and through it people can smile and be excited or inspired. So what you thought about the "Prologue"? That's what reviews are for. I accept both bad and good. Please refer if you are reviewing a specific chapter or the story as a whole. I use them to see what you like and don't, so I can improve myself. Next chapter will be uploaded fast. No copyright intended. Please don't mind any grammatical errors. Until next time, Cya! ;) J.D. King
  21. Well so this will be my first ever fanfic ever. So please go easy on me anyways you know how pokemon world is always a happy place well i thought what if pokemon experienced death cruelty suffering pain, that is exactly what this fanfic will be about, i mean i know pokemon has some things related to death but it has never explicitly told you that this pokemon was killed. And so yeah. So to go more indepth this will be more like mystery dungueon. So not really trainers. So tomorrow i will put up the first few paragraphs hopefully.
  22. So I've been pondering whether or not should I write this story but my decision must be pretty clear considering I'm posting this. Anyways the Story's basic grounds will be based on Fire Emblem meaning, such things as Anima magic and all that are included but it will be on an entirely new continent with new places, people, and a new story. As I considered actually putting this out there I kind of planned a lot and even got around to making a shitty decent map. Map: Characters: First chapter will be out in a bit.
  23. Hey Guys. :3 I'll just get straight to the point here. This fanfic will be centered around Fire Emblem 4: Seisen no Keifu and its cast/storyline. For those of us who have played the game the characterization was rather poor especially when put next to other games in the series. In this fanfic I'll try to fix that. Give each character a back-story, a more vibrant personality. It'll follow the main flow of the game as the characters different stories unfold along the way, from the Verdane invasion all the way to the tragic last battle of our hero Sigurd. And eventually his son's story as well. In other words I'm fleshing out the characters in a way which will be hopefully entertaining and intriguing. I'm not sure if Genealogy FFs are all the rage here or if this has been done before but regardless I'll try my best to capture the essence of the game and its storyline along with adding the ever so needed personalities. :) But before we can actually start, we need to figure out pairings right? Genealogy of the Holy War: FTE Pairings Timeline
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