Hello, everyone! This is MastLaryton with a brand new fanfiction for you guys.
I don't own Fire Emblem.
Zephiel was quiet at his room, enjoying a brief rest.
He was already king, his coronation had been a success(even if the Fire Emblem had been stolen before, it had been recovered, but his mother wouldn't say who helped them). King Zephiel would be the best king Bern had ever seen, and they would look at him like a example of leadership. He would do his best for his people.
Then, all of the sudden, a ghostly figure materialized in his room, scaring him.
"W-Who are you?!", the boy asked, shocked.
"Good evening, sir!", the man said. He was in full armor, so it was hard seeing his traces, "I'm the ghost of Armads!".
"What even IS Armads?!".
"It's a very powerful axe, capable of destroying nations.", The ghost said, but that only terrorized the boy even more.
"Are you here to destroy Bern?!".
"No, young one, calm down, calm down...", the man tried calming Zephiel."You see, I'm a friend, ok?".
After that, they greeted themselves and had some tea. It was delicious.
"So, what are you here for, ?".
The ghost coughed, and prepared his explanation.
"You see, there is a man named Hector-".
"Hector? Of the Lycian League?".
"Yes, that's the one. Well, you see, I can't say much, but he unlocked Armads and used it in battle to save the world. But then, Armads' Curse fell over him".
"And what curse is that?", Zephiel asked, innocently.
"Armads' Curse makes you die on the battlefield.".
"What? How horrible! Such powerful weapon is surely not worth it!", Zephiel said. He hated war.
"Yes, but... we've got a problem...", the ghost said, nervous.
"And that would be...?".
"We need a reason for him to die, and we still want to him to live a little longer, so people won't die exactly after using Armads. That's were you come."
"Ah... me? What are you talking about?", the boy said, scared.
"Well, we need to turn you evil, so you can start a war and kill Hector...".
"W-wh-WHAT?! What the hell are you talking about?!", Zephiel was already terrorized.
"You see, if anyone else becomes evil now, they would ALREADY start a war, but if you did, you would wait 15 years, that's a good time of living after using Armads, there's time to marry, have kids, that stuff.".
"N-no... you can't be serious! I will never be evil!".
"That's what we'll see. Tomorrow morning you'll already be changed. Goodbye.".
"NO!", Zephiel screamed, rushing at the ghost, but he vanished, so Zephiel ran straight at the wall and hit it.
He fell down, unconscious.
The next day, Zephiel was evil, and started organizing generic evil plans.
And it was all Hector's fault.
