I…

I think this is a dream.

So, I pinched myself. It hurt.

As I looked up, I noticed someone next to me. Right next to me, as in very, very close. A man, blue hair, blue armor, big ass sword. Was he protecting me? I had no clue- my memory felt like it was just slipping away.

He was fighting another man, a taller, darker man I recognized as my fa….what? I'm forgetting these things. He was nothing more than a stranger to me now. A stranger who was trying to kill the man protecting me.

I did remember one thing, though- how to use magic. Strong magic too, I think.

Thunder magic, apparently, as I watched it destroy the evil one. As I did so, the other man's name just came to me…Chrom, I think.

That was the final blow, and I only knew that by how he fell, lifeless. You can probably guess- considering I hardly remember most the battle, I wasn't exactly counting. There was, however, still some kind of dark aura around him.

Chrom looked at me, smiling. The cold inside from the battle suddenly warmed, as I realized I had some sort of strong…relationship…? With him.

I do know the relationship was strong enough for me to push him out of the way, as that dark aura came from behind him to kill him. Now, if it killed anyone, it'd be me.

It had quite a bit of knockback, throwing me nearly across the room. Chrom came running, of course, but I still had no clue about how I was related to him. I did know how badly it hurt, it was like hell. Luckily, Chrom was there to help me sit up.

"Are you alright?" he asked me, not waiting for an answer as he looked back at the dead body, turning back and saying, "That's the end of him. Thanks to you, we carried the day."

At that moment, my head began to throb as well, but it just had to be from the blow…right? Wait- what "blow" am I talking about, anyway?

"We can rest easy now, at long last…" he said, but I could hardly hear him. How could my head hurt this much from that?

"…What's wrong?" he finally asked me, much more concerned than I would expect a stranger to be, "Hey- hang on-"

But he couldn't say anymore.

His eyes were wide, his breath just completely stopped…he must have been stabbed, but, who else was here to do that? Was there someone behind him? Behind me, somehow?

Then, it clicked.

I looked at the electric dagger through his stomach, then down at the electricity crackling in my hand. I stabbed him.

I thought my breath would stop too. How could I?! How could I do that to Chrom, after all he had done for me?!

"…this is not…your fault…" he said, using the last of his breath to comfort me. Why?! I killed him!

"…Promise me, you'll escape this place…please, go…" he said, but he could keep himself up any longer. He couldn't keep breathing any longer. He had to fall, just like the evil stranger, and die.

Then laughter. Damn, the laughter. It was evil, terrifying, and I could tell where it was coming from. Was it really there? Or just in my head?

…Or was that me, as well?

…

"Chrom, we have to do something!"

"Well, what do you suppose we do?

I was lying on the ground, grass just barely poking through my robe, as I opened my eyes to see two people standing over me- Chrom, and a young, blond girl.

"I….I dunno!" said the blonde one, as they noticed my awakening. I had no clue who they were, aside from knowing Chrom's name, no clue who I was, and no clue what happened in my dream that made me feel so cold now.

"I see you're awake now." he said, as the girl next to him kindly said, "H-Hi there!"

She giggled as Chrom jokingly said, "There are better places to sleep than on the ground, you know." He held out his hand as he said, "Here, give me your hand."

As he helped me up, a sweet smile on his face when I stumbled just a bit too close to him, I suddenly felt that warm feeling bubble up inside of me again.