Italics=character's thought
Warning! This chapter will contain spoilers of all three routes of Fire Emblem Fates, just a heads up, okay? Good, on with the story.
Chapter one: A different world
She stared at the large orb that sat to the right of throne of the castle floating in the astral plane. Her dull red eyes stared at it, knowing what will happen soon. She turned and looked down the stairs to the rest of the castle, moving a stray strand of deep purple hair from her eye. All the people she had fought alongside were milling back and forth to the entrance with supplies and personal items, clearing out the grounds before the castle is claimed by the astral sea just outside it's walls. The castle had served its purpose.
She had seen this twice before. The first was in the world she was created, after the fall of Hoshido and the crowning of King Xander. The long battles against the royal family and crazed King Garon. She was born to fight and no more, made of astral dust weakly held together with two small fragments of parallel people's souls. As the Nohrian army cleared the castle, she stared at the orb in the castle and her branded cheek began to burn and glow. She faded away, her body torn apart, but she felt herself come back together and saw a similar castle to the one she was born it, but with a female Yato wielder before her.
This time she fought on the Hoshidon side, launching a counter invasion on Nohr. Those who had helped her now fought against her, all roles reversed. King Garon was still fought and slain, but his melting true self was never seen. The woman, Oboro, saved her numerous times in the long battles against the royals of Nohr, but all she could remember was her axe embedding itself into her chest as she declared her love for the bowman Takumi in the previous world. After the war was over and Leo became king of Nohr and Ryoma king of Hoshido, she watched them clear out the castle, the second time she had seen it. But like last time, her eyes were drawn to the orb that sat in the castle next to the throne and was she ripped from the world and put into another, with another similar yet different Yato wielder.
This world was odd though, as their leader did not take a side. Slowly, all previous allies and enemies joined together and invaded a hidden land, ruled by the one that had caused the conflict of the two previous worlds. Through all the fights and conflicts of the three worlds, she followed silently, most of the army never noticing her. Those who did left her soon after, as she offer few words in her low emotionless voice. The ancient dragon of fate and water, Anankos, was their final challenge, but he fell to the Omega Yato. Nohr and Hoshido found peace and once again, the castle in the astral plane was being cleared. But as she turned back to the orb, a voice brought her out of thought.
"Hello Blake, are you alright?"
Blake turned to face who spoke to her and saw the fish like dragon Lilith floating next to her. Another different, Lilith lived, not slain by the a rouge faceless or the Nohrian general Hans.
"I am...fine..." Blake answered in her monotone voice.
"It is just, most out the castle is cleared, with the exception of Mitama, and soon the castle will disappear. Do you not wish to get anything before then?" Lilith asked.
"It...does not matter...soon, I will move onto...another world. I was made...to fight and that is no longer a need for me in this world." Blake said.
"Oh, are you sure you will not stay, it is true you look similar to Corrin, but I doubt they would want you to leave. You helped in many battles and Corrin said they'd like to thank you personal." Lilith said.
"It is not a choice...my brand glows and burns and then I move on...I could not stay even if I desired it." Blake stated.
Lilith stared at the purple haired wyvern lord.
"I see, well, I wish you luck on your journey and hope that we will see you again one day." Lilith said bowing slightly before flying away.
Blake turned to the orb and felt her brand beginning to burn. Once again, she felt herself being torn apart, but this time, it was more intense, painful and she lost consciousness soon after.
Blake opened her eyes and was greeted with open sky. She was lying on the ground and soon felt a cold, wet feeling seeping into her armour. Blake stood up and looked around, she was in a snow filled ditch on the side of a dirt road. She felt for her weapons and found that her sword-catcher and bolt naginata were still clipped to her back. Focusing, she willed her wyvern, born from the same material as herself, to appear. Reality distorted briefly as it appeared, her steel axe and hammer clipped to its saddle. Blake mounted her wyvern and flew into the air and scanned and countryside for any landmarks. She had not appeared outside a castle before and was unsure of where to go. She spotted a large colosseum in the distance. With nowhere else in sight, Blake flew towards the colosseum.
AN: Hi there, so this a story I wrote awhile ago and put on deviantart. I decide to put up here too. So yeah, hope you like it. Review if you feel like it.
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