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Chapter 1-Thespis Awakens

A shirtless man stood atop a sizable boulder, wearing a wide grin, ready for the audience to notice his presence. They didn't and the man's smile faded. He cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled out, "greetings mortals!" The sonorous salutation brought the four humans to attention, turning them around to bask in the man's glory. They ambled over to the boulder with varying degrees of confusion and caution. The smile had returned to his face as he spread his hands out to address the group.

"I am so delighted to see you all gathered before me today. Allow me to introduce myself." He brought a hand to his chest and took a bow. "I am Thespis: God of Masculinity, Fertility, and Prophecy." Thespis scanned the crowd finding three blank faces and one epic scowl. The god hopped down from the boulder. "And it's truly a pleasure to meet the Shepherds." He reached out a hand for the blue-haired man to take.

Said human didn't accept the humble offering and Thespis huffed in response, lowering his hand and his smile. "And here I thought that you would be more diplomatic, but no matter." Just then, the tip of a lance lowered to point straight at him.

"Milord would never be foolish enough to shake the hand of a false god, now back away this instant." Thespis glanced at the weapon before staring into the eyes of the owner. They traded glares for several seconds and the god's attitude dissolved into hysterics, laughing incessantly as he pointed at the heavily armored man.

"Hah!" He wheezed and gasped trying to speak. "This guy is great! Fantastic even! I can see why they call him Frederick the Wary," Thespis said as he pushed the lance aside. "All that armor you wear makes me think you're compensating for something." Frederick turned the lance back to him and walked closer.

"Do not insult me, knave! You're no god and my lance drawing your blood will be proof of that." The handsome knave made no visible reaction to the threat as the glowering knight inched forward. Sharp metal was nearing the god's skin, will Frederick's suspicions be correct?

"Frederick stop," a voice ordered and the lance paused. "Withdraw your weapon now."

"But milord, you cannot honestly believe this man's words."

"I don't, but attacking him is unwarranted. All he did was make a joke at your expense." Frederick narrowed his eyes at the shirtless man but backed off anyway, placing the lance back at his side. As he was no longer being threatened, Thespis walked closer to the man who had ceased the retainer's advance.

"Thanks so very much Chrom, I'm touched to see that you care about me."

"It's clear that you know who we are," Chrom replied without humoring the god.

"But of course, I said as much back on this" -he pointed behind him- "great big rock. Why wouldn't I know the prince and princess of the Halidom?"

"Wait what? Prince and princess!" A feminine voice cried out. "You said you were shepherds!" Chrom and Thespis turned to the speaker.

"And so we are" -he rubbed at the back of his neck- "in a manner of speaking. We just have a lot of-"

"Robin!" A raucous voice cried out as a bare-chested lunatic ran over to the woman and placed his hands on her shoulders. "I'm so glad you're a woman!" Robin only squealed in response. "Oh, happy days!" He released his hold and stood back to examine her face. Thespis found a mix of confusion and anger. She slapped the pure, unadulterated happiness off his face.

"Back off and put a shirt on creep," Robin met his eyes. Now each member of the audience owned a different reaction. One had eyes and mouth wide open, another had a quirked eyebrow, and the last wore a characteristic scowl.

"Alright, alright. Now cool those jets, Robin." Thespis backed off even more with his arms raised in surrender. "I guess we'll have to grow more familiar in the future."

"I should hope not, you lecher!" The furious woman stepped up to him with a finger pointed in his direction. "I'm sure that I have never met a man like you in my life, so how do you know my name?"

"Well for someone with amnesia, how can you be so sure about that?"

"Just answer the damn question."

"Did you forget?" The god tapped the side of his head. "God of Prophecy and all that."

"Oh please, do you honestly expect us to believe that? Robin folded her arms. "Drop the act already."

"Then I'll prove it to you all." Thespis closed his eyes and placed a finger on both temples. "Right, okay." His eyes opened. "That town is about to be attacked by bandits." He pointed to Southtown in the distance.

"Chrom, look!" A voice cried out. "He's right!" Everyone stopped to look at the thick cloud of smoke rising above Southtown a ways off. "Come on, we have to help!" The prince, princess, and knight spared a glance at the shirtless man before speeding off in the direction of the smoke. The god and tactician stayed.

"You know, the timing of that was really on point." His smile grew as her eyes narrowed.

"More like incredibly suspect. This proves nothing. Don't follow us, you creep." She sped off in the direction of the others.

The loner stood there, uncomfortable, letting out a little "wait up" before following her.


By the time that Thespis caught up to the others, they were all standing on the outskirts of Southtown. Frederick had mounted his horse and a girl with blonde pigtails sat behind him. Chrom was chatting with Robin as the tactician was digging through her bag with an eyebrow raised, finding several tomes.

"Looks like I know some magic," she said as she flipped through a volume on thunder magic.

"Yes, you've always had a proficiency for it," Thespis called attention to himself. "You're pretty good with a sword too."

Robin turned to look at him and narrowed her eyes. "I told you not to follow us."

"That's not up to you" Thespis smirked. He turned to the others. "Naturally, as a god, I can help out in a fight." He approached Frederick. "Maybe I'll pair up with you, Freddy Boy."

"Not a chance. I would never trust a scoundrel like you with my life." His armor clanged as the girl with pigtails hit it.

"Frederick, stop that. He is offering to help us here." The man encased in armor glared at the scoundrel before letting up.

"Right, my apologies milady."

"Thanks for the calling off your dog there, Princess Lissa." Frederick didn't take the bait this time. Thespis turned back around to face Chrom and Robin. "Alright, shall we get a move on? The sooner we kill the thieves and murderers, the better."

"Sire, milady and I are ready." Frederick held his lance while Lissa waved her staff through the air.

"Come on Chrom! We need to hurry and save the villagers."

"Right, are you ready Robin?" Chrom asked. Robin pulled a bronze sword from her bag before giving it a swing.

"I believe so, let's go Chrom."

"Well finally! The longer we wait, the more they slaughter, so follow me!" Thespis yelled before sprinting into the burning town.

"That imbecile will get himself killed," the knight said as he watched the shirtless god leave.

"Let him," Robin replied. "He is asking for it, sprinting off into the fire like that."

"That's pretty harsh, Robin." Lissa tapped Frederick on the back. "We need to make sure he's okay."

"Lissa's right, let's follow that reckless fool and save the villagers," Chrom called out before they all entered the inferno.


When the four of them reached the marketplace of Southtown, they were treated with the view of Thespis grasping the blade of a myrmidon's sword in one hand before decking the attacker in the jaw. A body crumpled to the stone and the god shoved the bloodless blade through the myrmidon's chest. He faced the new arrivals and said: "nice of you all to join me." He pointed off in the direction of the bridge. "Chrom, you and Robin pair up and clear out the barbarian and mage before you reach the bridge. We can all regroup there."

"Milord does not follow orders from you."

"Frederick, now's not the time to argue, let's go Robin." Chrom and his pair-up ran in the direction Thespis ordered.

"Fantastic. Now Frederick, ferry Lissa around on that horse of yours so she can heal anyone who needs it. You don't need to fight today, you already have enough experience."

"Who do you-" Frederick started before a feminine voice cried out.

"Come on Frederick, Robin is hurt!" Lissa yelled as Frederick spurred his horse onward. Thespis scanned the marketplace before eyeing the axeman approaching him.

"What the hell are ya?" The barbarian asked.

"Just a humble god about to ruin your day." Thespis smiled. "There is nothing you can do to hurt me bud." He raised his arms up, inviting an attack.

The axeman scowled and charged the god. He raised his weapon and slammed it down on Thespis's shoulder. The axe glanced off of bare skin and ran down his arm. The barbarian pulled back and stared at his weapon, dumbfounded. Thespis ripped it out of his hands. With a smirk, the god kicked the man to the ground. He stood over the stunned body and brought the axe down, ending the man's pitiable life. Thespis left the weapon in the corpse and jogged over to the bridge.

When he got there, he found the Shepards already engaged with the rest of the brigands. Chrom swiped his sword at a myrmidon only to miss as the fellow swordsman retaliated by swinging his own sword at the prince's exposed arm. Chrom grunted as the blow struck him, leaving a nasty gash behind. Before the myrmidon could press the advantage, a bolt of energy lanced through the man's body, frying him where he stood. The myrmidon collapsed.

"Thanks for the help, Robin," Chrom said as he covered his wound with his hand.

"You're welcome," Robin replied. She turned towards Frederick and Lissa. "Lissa, heal Chrom's arm and Frederick, you take care of the mage." Lissa jumped off of the horse and ran over to her brother. Frederick spurred his horse forward, charging the hostile magic-user.

"And what should I do?" Thespis asked as he walked over to the group. He stood beside Chrom and watched as the crystal at the tip of the healing staff glowed. Lissa held it over the gash and skin knitted itself back together.

"Take care of the final myrmidon," Robin ordered and Thespis gave her a thumbs up. The target was currently engaged with Frederick, along with two axe-weilding bandits. Thespis started sprinting.

A war cry was heard throughout the town and the bandits and knight all faced the source. A shirtless lunatic was barreling towards one unlucky bandit whilst screaming his lungs out.

"Fuck it," Robin spoke under her breath. "Follow him!" She cried as they ran after the idiot. Frederick took advantage of the situation by spearing one bandit through the chest and swiping at the other.

The myrmidon gathered his bearings and readied himself, but Thespis was unstoppable. The sword glanced off of his chest and the god lifted the swordsman over his shoulder. The brute didn't stop his charge as the two of them flew over the bridge's railing into the river.

Thespis closed his eyes before the water enveloped him. He sunk about a meter before swimming upwards to surface. He opened his eyes and spotted his enemy struggling to stay afloat.

"Can't swim, huh?" Thespis asked as he treaded water. He got several quick gasps in response. "Well, see ya," he said as he swam towards the road. He pulled himself up out of the water and made his way back to the others.

"Fantastic job finishing off the rest of those mouth-breathers!" The four people gathered in front of the church turned towards him and frowned.

"Did you take care of him?" Robin asked.

"Sure did, he should drown in about a minute," Thespis responded as he pointed his thumb behind him.

"That's cruel, even for bandits," Lissa said. All the glistening man did was smile.

"Well, what did I miss while I was taking a short dip?"

"As you can see"-Chrom said while pointing at a corpse-"we took out their leader and saved the town. Then we invited Robin into the Sheperds's ranks and she accepted." Thespis's smile grew wider after hearing that.

"Don't bother asking, Prince Chrom, I accept."

"We already discussed it, you dolt, you aren't invited," Robin said as she scowled at him. The god's face dropped.

"Wait, what?"

"Robin is correct, I'm afraid we will not extend the same invitation to you," Chrom explained.

"You can't be serious! A god is offering his help and you turn it down." He laughed hysterically. "It is not supposed to be this way! You have no idea how much I can help you." He narrowed his eyes at the group.

"Maybe so," Chrom replied. "But judging from your actions and behavior, it wouldn't be wise to trust you with the lives of my comrades."

"I am literally immortal!" A finger shot out towards a grinning knight. "Frederick! Stab me with that lance of yours and see."

"Milord?"

"No Frederick, leave him. We need to hurry to the Capital." Just then, a villager ran outside the church to meet Prince Chrom.

"Milord, please! You must stay the night!" The villager pleaded. "We are simple folk of simple means, but we would gladly toast your valor with a feast!"

"A most generous offer, sir, and no doubt your hospitality would be grand," Frederick said. "But I'm afraid we must hurry back to Ylisstol." Thespis fumed as this exchange played out. His eyes twitched until he focused his sight on Robin and scowled. She flipped him the bird in response. The god trudged toward her but the knight stepped in his way.

"Move Freddy. I am joining the Shepherds."

"No, you are not," Freddy said with a smug grin.

"Just try to save the exalt without me then." The smug grin disappeared.

"What is that supposed to mean?" The knight ground the words out. They traded glares and the world froze.

"Frederick, come on, we're leaving!" Chrom yelled.

"Follow us and you die," Frederick the Wary declared before turning around and catching up with the other Shepherds.

"Fine. Have fun with the Risen, assholes!" He balled his fists and stomped a foot. "Dammit," the god swore under his breath. He waddled over to the villager. "Is that feast still on?"


Author's Note: Howdy everyone. So that was chapter one of my story. Let me know what you thought about it. Of course, Thespis's story isn't over yet so I hope you'll stick with me for the next installment. Criticism is welcome and encouraged! Have a wonderful day.