The Princess, the Hawk, the Student and the Ninja.
Fire Emblem: Path of Radiance/Radiant Dawn x Naruto/Naruto Shippuden
6 months before Path of Radiance the Crimean Princess Elincia, The Hawk King Tibarn and a young student from Begnion named Tobias (OC) are suddenly taken from their home world and put into the world of Naruto as Newborns appearing out of nowhere shortly after the Nine Tails attacked, their presence will be enough to change the fate of both Tellius and the Elemental nations. ElinciaxTibarn, Single OC, Canon Naruto Pairings.
(Author's Note: Whew, this one is already pretty much planned, I am just transcribing my ideas into the computer during my free time, although I warn you that the chapter upload schedule will be heavily inconsistent. And while we go for this, let me just say: English is my second tongue, and while I already have it heavily advanced; I am still not sure I am using the correct grammar for this, so I accept constructive criticism and help as long as you do not cross a certain line with your perfectionism.
P.S: I know next to nothing about Japanese bar some of the honorifics (San, Kun, Sama, Dono, Senpai, Chan…) and some of the better known words like father (Chichi-ue, Papa, Oyaji and Oto-San) and Mother (Haha, Oka-san and Mama) so I mostly show Japanese (or Shinobi Tongue) in normal letters but with underline (Like this) so I can avoid making a fool of myself in a language I know next-to-nothing about; and yes: The Jutsu will have the English names!
P.S.S: While I do have and OC for this story (Tobias) he is not the main focus on this story, I will mostly try to keep the story in third person perspective, not making a character more important than the others, I simply think Micaiah's path in RD is NECESSARY for the plot I have planned, Ike is a no-no since initial drafts because he wants to learn his father's swordsmanship and I think he would not like to change it, besides I have already planned his three encounters with Zelgius/Black Knight, Sanaki will be severely traumatized (she is still 8-9 in the beginning), Volke is too mysterious and Cynical for me to properly imagine making friends with a king, a princess and a bubbly ninja and Soren is loyal to Ike and only Ike, sorry, but those were my motives to create him.
Disclaimer: I do not own Fire Emblem, that is for Intelligent Systems and Nintendo, neither I own Naruto, he belongs to the legendary Masashi Kishimoto)
Language typing.
Modern Tongue- "Say, my friend… is this text necessary?"
Ancient Tongue- "HOW DARE YOU!?"
Shinobi Tongue- "NARUTO!"
Jutsu/Spell/Galdr- "Endless grief and sorrow"
Chapter 1.- Space out to another world
Crimea, Secret Royal Villa, Elincia's Bedroom.
Princess Elincia Riddell Crimea was sitting at the edge of her bed busily doing some patchwork while humming a cheery melody, the patchwork was a very Intricate design involving trees, hawks and pale pink petals floating around the other figures delicately.
"I hope Uncle Renning will like it" she said softly, cracking a small, fond smile as she remembered her uncle's last visit.
It was not exactly the showing of a knight and future king, his cape was a mess tucked in his black and yellowish green armor, his hair unkempt and a rather poor attempt to put his armor.
She giggled heartedly, her uncle was running late for her 17th birthday and he had done a rather poor job keeping his soldiers at bay so that he could sneak into the villa and see his niece.
Her door knocked, and she knew full-well who it was. "Yes Lucia, you can enter"
The door opened and a young lady with light blue hair, eyes of the same color and white clothes that accentuated her beauty stepped in.
Lucia smiled "Elincia, are you still doing that thing?" she said matter-of-factly while eyeing her best friend.
"Can you truly put the blame on me, Lucia? It's for my uncle!" she replied playfully, finally drifting her eyes away from the half-finished patchwork.
However, once she did, her eyes suddenly lost life and became dull and emotionless, shocking Lucia enough for her to draw her blade
"Elinicia? What happened?" Lucia questioned, slowly moving over to her best friend and surrogate sister, blade held firmly in her hand
To her immense relief, she was breathing -although very slowly- and her heart was still beating, but still her eyes remained unchanged.
Lucia eyed her friend carefully, trying to find something that might have put her in that state; alas she found nothing.
She resorted to sit alongside her and tell embarrassing stories and truly hope for the best.
Phoenicis, Castle Phoenicis, The King's Business Room
King Tibarn rather disdainfully looked at the Crimea envoy that had come early this day as he listed several propositions by King Ramon of Crimea in an effort to open some sort of peace treaty between Phoenicis and Crimea.
To his Right listening carefully was his left-hand man, Ulki, also referred as his "ears" alongside Janaff, His "Eyes" and Right-hand man. Both of them glaring, though one seemed almost sympathetic.
To his left, also looking disdainfully towards the obviously nervous, but surprisingly composed Beorc was Prince Reyson, one of the only two survivors of Serenes.
"...We will also provide you any help you need in the future" The messenger finished and then presented the long parchment in front of the hawk king himself to review and determine if he was satisfied enough to accept and sign it.
"So…" The Crimean spoke before taking a breath to compose himself and eliminate his nervousness. "Is it enough, milord?"
Tibarn heatedly glared to the Beorc, but before rushing in, he read all of the propositions made by the King of Crimea; now, he wouldn't admit it, but he was surprised at the determination of the one king that practically tamed the Gallian Lion King.
The propositions were indeed beneficial to both nations, and in turn, would also strengthen both of their militaries and give them access to Crimea's famous gourmet chefs, something he had secretly wanted since his last talk with Caineghis some weeks ago.
His brow furrowed further as he considered how this would affect his relationship with the heron survivors and especially: Kilvas, the neighboring and fellow bird laguz nation.
Reyson would throw a huge tantrum in the ancient tongue that was for sure, but that's the worst he could possibly do, the other survivor, King Lorazieh would merely look disappointed, but nonetheless he would support him all the way.
Naesala and the Ravens however will practically criticize Tibarn at any chance they got, and if there's something he didn't want, it was Naesala's smooth and almost insulting comments.
He sighed and turned to look at the Messenger in the eye "These propositions were made by your king, am I right?"
The question was filled with bitter curiosity, something that did not go pass the people present in the room.
"Yes, Hawk King, My King Ramon spent several weeks making this treaty in order to try and convince you to start filling the gaps that followed after the tragic Serenes Incident" The messenger then had the decency to look down in shame and avoid the infernal glare of the White Prince.
Tibarn in turn looked disapprovingly at Reyson, who begrudgingly looked away, not losing his glare however.
"My king also believes that keeping your nation closed will negatively affect its growth, especially once your resources start to run low"
By the end of the messenger's speech, Tibarn had already reached a decision "I see... Well" he breathed "I, King Tibarn of Phoenicis, will…"
To everyone's Shock Tibarn Paused and stood still in his chair, eyes as dull as a stone, wings as stiff as a statue and body almost as lifeless as one too.
"Tibarn!" screeched the birds present in the room as the messenger himself started to search in his satchel frantically for a herb or even an elixir.
"Here it is" he uttered as he pulled the elixir from it, as he turned around however, he was met with delicate golden eyes that promised murder.
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM!?" Reyson bellowed as he kept his glare glued to the messenger.
"Nothing! I SWEAR in the name of Ashera that I did Nothing!" the messenger replied in the brink of a heavy panic attack. He then handed Reyson the Elixir.
"Here, this is an Elixir" he explained trying his best not to panic once more. Reyson took it almost too fast and immediately shoved it into Tibarn's open mouth
The elixir did nothing regardless, and this helped to make the young Crimean fear for his life as the two hawks proceeded to menacingly fly over him.
"Cure the King NOW!" Ordered the childlike one.
"Or not even your king will spare you…" Replied the sharper one darkly
The messenger almost screamed, but he was saved in the end by the least likely to accept it. Reyson stood between the two enraged hawks and the panic stricken messenger.
"He had nothing to do with it" The white-clad prince said in between disbelief and –astonishingly- pity towards the beorc.
"His heart only reflects fear, disbelief and panic" he continued "Indeed, he also holds almost no magic with him, let alone something so powerful".
Reyson turned to look at the flabbergasted messenger, the speechless hawks and the unmoving Tibarn "I think the only thing we can do is wait"
Begnion, Dukedom of Persis, Library of the Duke.
In the immensely huge yet, humble library of the Prime Minister, was the young apprentice of said Minister: a quite tall young man dressed in white robes trimmed with gold and sapphire-blue that fit perfectly with his sharp features, green eyes and shoulder-length hair that had a grayish-blue hue.
Now, Tobias wasn't exactly born into nobility, he had a pretty humble life in a dilapidated orphanage at the outskirts of Gaddos. The matron was a very old woman that tried her best to make all children in her care happy, but she had little to no support coming from Duke Lekain, something he and his fellow orphans remember with bitterness.
It was by pure chance that they were found by the then, still fresh Duke of Persis, Sephiran, during a chance trip to Sienne, they had somehow stumbled into Mainal Cathedral, without detection from the guards; something that STILL bugs him, as they were a bunch of 30.
Sephiran saw their Rags, Thin bodies, the age of the matron and the notorious lack of clergy in their group with a critical eye, and when the matron tried to defuse the situation, the duke instead, invited them to stay in a series of empty rooms located in his Castle.
Tobias could swear the matron almost had a heart attack back then, and after Sephiran chewed out Lekain for his poor treatment over the Matron and the orphans, moved them to a much more comfortable set of rooms, beds and with MUCH nicer clothing to boot!
Now, that was a little over 7 years ago, things had changed, many of his fellow orphans became guards to the Duke, while the rest turned to the clergy.
The Old matron was bedridden due to her hefty 90 years of life and he had been pretty much the favorite of the Duke, and became his apprentice and possibly the next in line for the dukedom.
"Tobias! I knew I'd find you here!" stated one very familiar voice.
Raising his head and moving his grayish-blue bangs aside, he looked at his Master, Hero and Duke: Sephiran.
"What is it Prime Minister? Is there another issue with Duke Culbert?" he inquired
Both gagged almost in disgust, Valtome alongside Lekain, were by far their biggest annoyances in the court, one had self-centered thoughts while the other was a selfish manipulator, putting them at the very top of their list of most disgusting people around Begnion.
"Oh, thanks Ashera no!" Sephiran replied doing a "Praise the goddess" gesture. "I just wanted to ask if you would like to visit Crimea with me".
Tobias raised an eyebrow "Crimea? Are you doing something without Sanaki's permission?"
Sephiran chuckled heartily, "I cannot hide anything from you, can I?" he then straightened "But yes, I have a very bad feeling about the situation of said country with its eastern neighbor"
The young apprentice frowned "Daein, is it? I thought King Ramon and King Ashnard had come to an agreement some time ago"
"That's about right" Sephiran nodded "But it appears that some of Crimea's border towns are being targeted by disguised Daein Soldiers ever since he sent a messenger to Phoenicis"
Now Tobias was surprised "The Hawk tribe? I'd say Ramon is trying his hardest to build ties with all Laguz tribes one by one"
His expression turned sour "But I don't think the King of the most extreme Laguz haters in the world would allow his own neighbor have any sort of contact with the So-called "Sub-Humans"."
Sephiran agreed, just as he felt young Tobias' emotions to turn blank impossibly fast.
Worried he looked at his eyes, the once shiny green eyes that radiated dedication and knowledge.
They were now dull and hollow.
The duke of Persis had to stop himself from panicking, this kid was one of the few people he truly cared about, alongside Sanaki, and damn him if he was taken away not just from him, but from his huge family with the orphans and the bedridden matron.
Thankfully, he was still breathing and that helped Sephiran calm down significantly, enough for him to try and lower his head enough to disguise this anomaly and put a book in his hand.
"This should be enough; after all he likes reading—much more than I'd like to admit" The dark-haired duke mused before leaving the library.
"I will check on you later"
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Elincia was utterly confused, one minute she was sewing a small gift for her uncle while having a chat with Lucia, and the next? She feels lightheaded and appears in some sort of hollow place that had water up to her ankle and some sort of sky-like background everywhere!
"Where am I?" she asked to no-one in particular; the question echoed eerily.
"Is there somebody here?" she tried again, to the same results.
The princess put her hands in her heart, something she often did to calm herself in the past and started walking through the damp space—all the way repeating the questions to no avail, and silently praised herself for deciding to NOT wear a dress.
"…me...ere...prin... ss…" a faint voice echoed in the distance.
Elincia stiffened "Who is there?"
The water down below, suddenly lit up, and a line appeared, it extended more than what Elincia could actually see.
"Y-you want me t-to f-follow that?" she stuttered, and as if to answer, the voice once again ringed, much clearer this time "Follow the Line and you will find your answers"
Elincia then, started following the line, noticing that the more she walked, the less cloudy and sky-like the background began to be. Instead turning more and more into a very sophisticated temple.
'How curious' She mused to herself.
The line ended where the shape of some kind of altar was in full glory, with stone carvings and statues that put the ones in Crimea Castle to shame, the strange paintings and bizarre lines that seemed to form a language only seemed to make this place all the more mysterious.
"You there! Hu-Beorc!" All of a sudden the voice of a man with a seriously commanding edge, came into her ears.
Elincia looked around, only to find no-one else.
"UP HERE!" The voice bellowed.
Looking up, she saw a Hawk with greenish-brown feathers, however what shocked her was his immense size! He was bigger than any hawk she had seen!
Then it hit her "You're a laguz, aren't you?"
The hawk laguz approached her and reverted to his beorc-like appearance. "Of course, beorc woman—Also my name is Tibarn"
Elincia gasped "Tibarn? as in the hawk king himself?"
Tibarn rolled his eyes "Why of COURSE! Who else would I be?" and then he stared at her with critical eyes "And who would you be?"
Elincia bit her own lip "I am Princess Elincia Riddell Crimea, Daughter of King Ramon and Queen Hellene of Crimea"
Tibarn raised an eyebrow in amusement "You don't look anything like how I picture a Beorc princess to be, you know? Like having all those frilly and heavily detailed dresses that are nothing but an eyesore, and those sparky little jewels they like to wear with them"
Elincia shook her head at Tibarn's comment "I wasn't raised like a princess at all, Milord"
Tibarn turned his full attention to her, his curiosity piqued at that "How so?"
The Princess sighed "I was born about a year after my Uncle, Prince Renning, was named the one successor to the Crimean throne and well, having that to change so soon would have created a huge civil and political unrest around my country", she cleared her throat, "After I was born, my parents raised me in a secluded royal villa in the forest surrounding Melior –to the dismay of my uncle, however—during that time I was raised like a common civilian girl would be, you see, I wasn't taught politics: I was taught common household chores and hobbies, like Sewing, Cooking and Cleaning"
She lowered her head a little "I had some friends, the closest one being Lucia of Delbray; she is like my sister in every single way—we chat, we fight, we joke and we care for one another deeply" She shed some tears at the memories "I am also good friends with her brother, Geoffrey and Count Bastian of Fayre"
Tibarn had a hand on his chin "Pretty interesting" he started flying around her "Perhaps it would've worth it if I accepted the peace treaty your father sent me—just so I can get to know you better after we find a way to get out of this strange place"
Elincia covered her mouth "You rejected it?"
The Hawk king scowled "I was going to! before I somehow woke up here and got my wings so damn wet!" he emphasized by landing and showing his wings to his companion, they were indeed very damp and uncomfortable for flying long distances.
"I am sorry, Milord" Elincia said with a bow.
Tibarn looked a bit bewildered "None of that princess, I am still very uncomfortable around beorc for very obvious reasons"
Elincia didn't seem to recall any attacks towards his kingdom "Which ones are those?"
Tibarn was about to answer, but then "The Serenes Tragedy, or—as the empress calls it—the single one sin that keeps haunting her people no matter how much time passes"
They turned to their sides sharply, almost snapping their necks and saw a white-clad young man with grayish-blue hair, fair skin, sharp features and green eyes.
The young man smiled at their slightly pained and curious looks "I am Tobias, young trainee of the prime minister of Begnion, Duke Sephiran of Persis"
Tibarn gave him a murderous glare and to emphasize, he tensed his wings angrily "You're the one that bought us here!?" he bellowed, making Elincia jump in surprise.
Tobias raised his hands "No, there is no Magic spell that can create this, believe me! I have read even the most obscure tomes and none of those have anything to do with something like this!"
He calmed down a bit "Also, if you ask—neither me, nor my master had anything to do with that tragedy, in fact I wasn't even born when it happened!"
Tibarn softened his glare and folded his wings on his back "While I can definitely see that now, it still changes nothing on what happened! Your fellow people almost obliterated the Heron clan!"
Elincia didn't like where this was going when she saw the young trainee's downcast—almost sorrowful eyes "That is enough!" She stood between them and looked at Tobias first.
"Tell me, what triggered that heinous event? According to your master."
Tobias raised his head "It was almost 20 years ago, when the empress of Begnion at the time, Lady Misaha, was found dead in one of the many hallways of Mainal Cathedral"
Elincia gasped, but let Tobias continue the tale "Sephiran was out of Sienne at that time, but he told me that there was a rumor –that the heron tribe of Serenes were the ones responsible for the murder of the beloved empress and apostle—and the civilians all around—young and old; gathered themselves in a furious mob that set fire to the forest and ended the lives of so many heron laguz, all in a period of three days".
Elincia couldn't help but shed a huge stream of tears as the story went on.
Tobias shed some tears as well "However—once things calmed down—a huge wave of guilt swept through the populations of Begnion all around, Civilians, Dukes, Nobles—you call it. Immediately went around and searched the forest nigh and low in order to find at least a survivor in order to achieve at least some closure and forgiveness, alas they found nothing"
Elincia shot Tibarn a nasty glare, that seemed almost pained from the tears falling through her cheeks "Let him Finish" she seethed dangerously.
"To this day, people all around Begnion still have a lot of guilt on their shoulders, the ones that were the most affected of them all include Duke Oliver of Tanas—whose dukedom is located at the edge of Serenes Forest— the disbelief after the events drove him borderline insane to many, as he still obsesses over finding a survivor in order to "protect" him or her"
"My old orphanage Matron, Sister Maria, also had a role in it, and each night since I have memory, she starts praying until she falls asleep, asking the goddess for forgiveness, she still does it, even though she is 90 years old by now"
Tibarn's gaze softened further "Hmm, Perhaps I can have Reyson and Lorazieh forgive that old woman so that she may finally pass on in tranquility" he thought out loud.
Tobias's head rose to meet the Hawk king's eyes "There are survivors!?"
Tibarn cursed under his breath—but nonetheless, answered— "Yes, only two though, both of them from the royal family"
The young apprentice's head brightened "Oh, Marvelous!" he squealed "Sephiran and old sister Maria will be so delighted!"
Elincia smiled as the young man in front of her started speaking in a manner very similar to a kid that had a sugar rush, while Tibarn considered the difficulties of getting Reyson and Lorazieh to visit the Duke and the Old Matron without much troubles from the both of them—especially for Reyson.
Suddenly "So you finally got to know one another for a bit"
The reactions were instantaneous—Tibarn shifted, Elincia hid behind him (as she had nothing but a needle to defend herself) and Tobias started chanting an Ellight spell.
The voice chuckled heartily "No need for Violence, young children"
Tibarn's eye twitched "Kid!? I am the oldest out of the three here!"
In a white flame, a horned Beorc-like man with purple, ripple-patterned eyes with black pupils appeared, he was floating and his long, white and black robe gave him an air of authority that not even the Goldoan King of Dragons could match.
"And I am much older than you actually" The man answered seriously, and then with a simple snap of his fingers, Tibarn reverted and fell to the water-filled floor due to his change of stance and Tobias's swirling light magic was absorbed into his book, and then shut itself tight, not even a Lion could hope to open it.
"And much more powerful too" The Man added brightly.
There was a moment of silence as Tobias recovered his sight and Tibarn straightened himself.
Elincia was the first to break it "You're the one that bought us here?"
The man nodded "Indeed, young princess—My name is Hagoromo Otsutsuki, also known as the 'Sage of the Six Paths'"
Tobias didn't look convinced "I have never heard a word about a sage like you claim to be"
Hagoromo smirked "That is because my legend is not from your dimension"
Tibarn quickly took word "Wait a minute, old chap! I don't think I understand that word with 'D', in fact—I think none of us do!"
Hagoromo Sighed "Let's just say, that where I come from Laguz don't exist and Beorc are known as Humans, it is also a place where an energy known as chakra is used almost in the same way you use magic—just without those bulky tomes"
Tibarn immediately took off the ground, alarmed "No Laguz!?" he shrieked.
"I know it may come as a shocker, but nothing bad will happen to you—or your precious wings. Believe me" Hagoromo supplied, trying to calm the Hawk.
"So, you took us from our world" Tobias piped in.
"I did"
"And you intend to put us in yours" Elincia continued, sounding scarily serious.
"I do indeed, but before you continue…" he raised his left hand and suddenly, a thick wood slab shot from the ground and caught a fleeing Tibarn by the foot.
"I need to explain certain things" he then moved his right hand in a fan motion and the water disappeared, being replaced by solid wood; a snap from his fingers in said hand later and a set of cushions and pillows appeared in the now visible floor.
Hagoromo smiled warmly "Please, do take a seat"
Tobias looked unsure, as did Elincia—but decided to sit down in the cushions, and surprisingly, they were very much comfortable.
However, Tibarn didn't give in quite as easily "Let me go! Dammit! I will not be reduced to a beorc!" he screamed as he tried to get the wood slab off his foot by trying to take off his boot—it didn't help, because as soon as his hands tried to touch the boot, other slabs caught both of his arms and his other foot.
Elincia looked at Tibarn sympathetically as he proceeded to use every swear word he knew in both the modern and ancient tongues. Standing up, she approached the Hawk king and put a hand in his chest.
Surprisingly, Tibarn calmed down almost immediately.
"Please Milord, I am sure he has a good reason for this" she said softly.
Tibarn groaned "Fine, Princess," he said begrudgingly.
Satisfied, Hagoromo laid Tibarn by a set of cushions and those slabs disappeared shortly afterwards.
"First, I must apologize for bringing you here so suddenly, I didn't really want the summoning to be in very awkward situations" he said, looking apologetically at Tibarn, who crossed his arms.
"Second, both dimensions will descend into chaos in due time, however the difference is enormous between each event and I needed to tweak the summoning a bit"
"To better explain, your dimension's descent into chaos will happen in more or less six months, whereas in mine it'll happen in around twelve to thirteen years"
Tobias frowned slightly "If the time difference is so significant, then why did you pick our dimension exactly? I don't think anyone will let pass the disappearance of a princess and a king of all things, especially one so long"
Tibarn nodded, Janaff and Ulki will more than definitely search every single rock in Tellius in search for him, While Elincia imagined Lucia, Geoffrey, Bastian and her Uncle Renning desperately looking for her all around the Villa's surrounding area.
Hagoromo tilted his head "Who said I summoned your bodies?"
Realization dawned on the three of them "YOU TOOK OUR SOULS FROM OUR BODIES!?" they bellowed in absolute shock.
Hagoromo nodded "But that's not all, I also slowed time down significantly in your dimension, so your bodies will not age unnecessarily during your stay in mine—to better explain: the twelve years in my dimension will only be about an hour in yours"
Elincia breathed a sigh of relief—at least she won't leave Lucia and the others worried about her condition. Tibarn merely prayed that Janaff and Ulki wouldn't try to tear the poor Crimean messenger apart, and Tobias thanked the goddess for Sephiran's huge patience.
"I also picked you, because you three had the potential to be a very functional team in my dimension standards, with Tobias's analytic mind, Tibarn's Speed and Power, and Elincia's Kindness and unbreakable spirit"
They all flushed in embarrassment at those compliments.
"There are several conditions about your stay in my home dimension" Tibarn raised his hand "And no, I will not remove your wings"
Hagoromo clasped his hands in outmost serenity and breathed deeply
"First condition, you will be warped there as infants—do not worry, you all will keep your own memories"
He relaxed his position and opened his eyes.
"Second one, you will need to become shinobi—the equivalent of a soldier in my home dimension—in order to increase your chances for survival in the cataclysm that will come to be"
He crossed his arms and the lights around them dimmed significantly.
"Last, but not least" He started "You must be ready to face loss, war, betrayals, and a lot more that has to come not only in my home, but also in yours"
The three Telliusean guests had to think hard about this, while it would help them all gain experience and prepare for the battles to come, it would also mean leaving many things behind—not for long in the eyes of those they had grown to hold dear, but still…
Elincia thought about her parents, her uncle, Lucia, Geoffrey and Bastian. They all were her own little family and leaving them behind would hit her like a knife in the chest—but, she didn't want any of them to die in the chaos that would soon assault them.
Tibarn's mind immediately went to his father, both Janaff and Ulki and the Herons. He would miss them dearly, even if he wouldn't say it out loud. But if the chaos that would soon engulf Tellius was as bad as Hagoromo says it would be… he would lose them all…however, he didn't think it was worth it.
Tobias merely imagined his fellow orphaned brothers fall one after one in the battles they would face, with him being unable to help…and then crying out of guilt for rejecting the possibility to gain enough power to defend and save them all.
Tibarn looked at Tobias, Tobias looked at Elincia and Elincia looked at Tibarn, and as the three of them nodded, they had made their decision.
"We accept those conditions, Lord Hagoromo" Tibarn stated with determination, and perhaps a not so subtle tone that screamed 'Return me and pick Naesala'.
"We have decided to use these experiences for the good of both worlds" Tobias continued without a single drop of doubt in his voice.
"And to help our loved ones from both our old, and new home" Elincia finished, without stuttering.
Hagoromo smiled, and started vanishing into white flames as the palace exploded in light "It begins now" was the last thing they heard as the light consumed their spirits and transported them into their new home: The Village Hidden in the leaves.