Act 1, A Noobs Beginning

Somewhere in the deserts of Plagia, skeletal remains of different shapes and sizes littered the empty landscape, slowly being devoured by small drafts of sand. Once they are buried, more remains will take their place being an endless dumping ground for the dead. The area remains only occupied by bones and rocks for nobody dared to venture into the pit. Not even a fly or a lizard for they will burn from the sun's harsh rays that can heat up the hole in seconds. There was no exit, or any ways of escaping for the pit was deep for whatever enters never comes out. All things would remain quiet and forgotten, until now. Blood slowly dripped from its recent inhabitant, a white-haired tactician as he limped his way over to a whale's upside down ribcage to hide and take shade from the scorching sun that shines its burning rays.

"That axe took a chunk out of me." He said as he looked at his right shoulder. The gash was large, with spurts of blood dripping from the wound. Without a second thought, he pulled out his sword and cut his loincloth and sides before wrapping it around the spot.

'That should hold.' He thought. Before he could catch his breath, a roar blasted from the sky, getting the man's attention to find a flying beast circling the area. It's red piercing eyes scanned the area as it flapped its torn up wings. Thankfully it flew past him, not being able to see through all the bones and rocks that plague the landscape. However, he couldn't relax when he noticed no one was mounting the flying beast, meaning that the enemy must be on foot searching for him. A spark of fire burst from behind and blasted the bone, shattering it into small chunks of debris. The impact pushed the tactician to the sand. He groaned in pain from the fall and coughed at the sand in his mouth; before he rolled over to see his assailant. The dust dissipated revealing a woman with long purple hair flowing gracefully from the impact but still covering her right eye. She wore a black crown with horns pointing horizontal and revealing armor which exposed her cleavage and lower body covered only by her undergarments and purple loincloth. Her lips curved into a sick smile as she slowly began to walk towards her fallen prey, switching her time for her steel axe in both hands.

"How disappointing." She giggled. "I was expecting the little bird to give me more of a chase."

He pushed himself up and pulled out an Iron sword before rushed at her. As she tilted her body, the blade grazes her cheek, leaving a mark on her cheek. She swings her axe upward, making the tactician jump back. She chased after him as she swung her axe in every direction, swarming him with hard swings. Every clashed caused the blades to spark, and every slash caused Robin to move backward. He carefully observed her swings, waiting for an opening. Until he saw her left arm swing to the right, he locked his blade under the arch of her axe and pierced her stomach with all of his remaining strength. He breathed heavily in the aftermath, and lets go of the hilt, leaving his opponent stumbling backward, gripping on the sword to pull it out of her bleeding abdomen. He pulled out his book and flipped it open. As he breathed deeply, bolts of electricity began sparking and swirling around his hand and aimed at her.

"Thoron, Ignis!"

A swarm of blue and yellow strands of light blast, hitting her abdomen, launching her into a row of skeletal parts. The larger ones caught in the explosion toppled one after another, crushing Robin's opponent hidden in the debris. The dust cloud settled down, revealing chunks and pieces of broken bone, collapsed onto a pile above his dead opponent, who's lifeless hand stuck out, twitching a bit before finally giving in to her unfortunate demise.

Soon the sky on the right showed a sign that said "Game Set." And the world disintegrated into millions of pixels.

A whirring sound was heard before the pod opened up to reveal the round stadium before him. It was dark with the only light source to be the spotlights on the ground, the tv screens hanging on the ceiling displaying a replay of what happened, and strips of lights that were on the entrance ramp and the upper and lower stadium booths. As soon as the boy got out, he was joined by his friends and family that surrounded him, giving him with hugs and high-fives. He was then guided to a central entrance with a huge red light strip on the floor that acted as a red carpet. He and his friends followed it down the path that led outside in the night sky with the stars shining bright and more people cheering for their new champion behind the red rope. At the end of the pathway was a pedestal holding a replica sword with a gold hilt and a hole in the middle. They all went to the stage and surrounded the trophy. The four looked at each other and nodded before placing their hands on the handle. It was finally their moment, all the angst, the pain, and struggle has led them to the very moment they fought for. The boy's heart was pounding rapidly, and he wanted to remember this moment when pulls the sword out with his friends. He gripped onto the handle and pulled with all his might and his friends until-

"Travis, get out of bed!"

The shout along with the loud banging on the door caused him to jump and fall off his bed. "Ow!" He rolled over and rubbed his arm. All he could see was black before he lifts his body up to feel something drop from his head. He ignored it and rubbed his eyes until his vision cleared up. Surrounding him were dark gray walls with small rays of sunlight shining through his window covered by blinds. There was a cabinet filled to the brim with figurines and posters were plastered all over his walls. Most were fan arts of his favorite game, but the others were of different teams. One consisted of a girl in a black dress sitting on her throne with a priestess, knight, and mage by her sides. The other had four people cut and pasted on the poster, and finally, The last had people dressed up in leather and ripped clothes which made it look like a punk band poster. 'So it was just a dream...man it felt so real when I was about to pull out Falchion..'

"Your friend is waiting for you downstairs. Now hurry up."

Groggy from his sleep. He pulled himself off the floor and looked at the gray helmet that fell off his head during his rude awakening. 'Looks like I played too much VR. I wonder if I slept through a match?' Not having enough time to check, he made sure there were no dents from the fall before placing it on his desk. He then opened to back part of the helmet and took out the chip from the back and inserted it into his phone. He lazily put his black pants on and slaps on a plain white shirt. He then shoved the helmet in his backpack along with some books. The smell from below guided him down the steps to see the kitchen to his right. The walls were white which helped the lights shine brighter on the surface. He saw his mom placing an egg in a plastic container before putting the pan in the sink.

"Morning mom…". He yawned, brushing his eyes and blinked a few times.

"Morning." His mom replied and handed it to him the box. "I swear, that game is controlling your life."

Travis shrugged. 'I just explained it to you yesterday…'

"Mom, it's not a game, it's a sport." He defended after taking his box.

"Keep telling yourself that." She rolled her eyes and went back to cooking. "Now go before you're late."

"Right, thanks." He then went to the door and opened it to reveal someone waiting at the door. She had black pigtails and pale skin. She wore a white jacket and black bike shorts. Her brown eyes leered at him, making him feel like her sight stabbed him.

'Out of all the people I could piss off…..' Travis thought. "Uh...Morning Ayaka, whats up?"

"Morning to you too Travis."

"You know you could have waited inside."

"I would if your mom answered the door. Anyways, let's go." She walked off ahead of him to school, causing him to run after her.

"Hey, wait up!" He caught up and walked their way to school.

They both first met when her family moved from Japan to America. While she was a kind person, but mostly serious and the only person he knows who can't take a joke. It was hard at first to befriend her, but she warmed up to Travis when they were chosen or somewhat forced to work together on a project.

"So how are you?"

"I'm doing fine." She replied. "My arm is a bit sore from yesterday. What about you?"

"Well…." Travis paused for a moment. He tried to think of something other than I stayed up all night cooped up in my room. "Everything is great. You know me." He laughed uneasily.

"You look like you haven't slept in days."

"Wait how-"

"Your eyes are barely opening." She interrupted. "Have you at least been drinking water?"

Travis sighed. "Can't you two cut me some slack? It was hard to practice last night!"

"By playing video games all day? I can believe that."

'Great, this again.' Travis sighed. "How many times do I have to tell you Ayaka? It's not a game; it's a sport."

"Yeah, and I'm sure those free to play games on computers are too." She sarcastically stated.

Travis dragged his hand across his face. "FE online is not like that. It makes you physically move your body. Dodging, strategy and fighting are required to play!"

"Whatever."

He said nothing as he just walked in silence. Refusing to take more energy to explain it.

'I swear it's like I'm talking to mom again. If she was one of my friends.' He thought. No matter what he says to the two, they won't acknowledge it as a sport. Though on Ayaka's case, never took a liking to video games since she was an outgoing person, thanks to her family's hobbies.

The game originated from Nintendo's other popular series called Fire Emblem. It started out as a turn-based strategy on the NES, which later spawned sequels and spin-offs. Somewhere during the innovation of virtual reality by Paragon Interactives, Intelligent Systems created Fire Emblem Dimensional Collision, the game where people can fight other people physically in a virtual world. During development, the people were a bit skeptical about making Fire Emblem into a mass online battle arena game, and The elitists didn't make it better as some claimed that the game would ruin the series. Instead of moving a character like a chess piece, they had to play the character and battle in real-time. When it was finally released to the public, it had a bit of a rough start with only people playing are those who bought Paragons helmet console, the Linkwave, a helmet designed to connect your mind to the virtual world. Some Fire Emblem fans even tried it out and slowly all the doubt they had for the game had vanished. As a year went by, fans and virtual reality gamers started to invest their time into FE:O, soon becoming one of the most popular games in Paragons library, first above their Gundam

The quiet walk became awkward until Ayaka broke the trance. "Though personal feelings aside, how is it coming along?"

"It's going well," Travis stated. "My reflexes have been getting better during the summer. If I can get enough practice until December, I might be able to get into the tournament."

"You think you'll be able to get in this year?"

"I might. I still need to formulate a team of my own."

They finally made their way to school, entering through the entrance of the black gates. The building took up a width of the area and was reaching to about two stories tall with three front doors. The side of the pathways had small flower bushes with the center being a grass circle holding three flagpoles. They entered the building to find the students were scattered all over the gray hallways and the courtyard, conversing in topics. Most common was the game.

"Did you see how Kellam stealth killed him?"

"Alm the Thot slayer just got destroyed, you should have seen the look on that guys face when he got out."

"That girl who plays Noire is fucking nuts!"

"Can't wait for the next tournament, who are you rooting for?"

"Apex Predators is obviously going to win."

The two passed by and entered the room with a couple of students doing the same as the rest. One of them took notice of the duo and waved his hand. "Yo, Travis."

"Hey, Stephan," Travis called out and walked up to him. Ayaka stood behind Travis, showing a stoic look on her face.

"And you too as well Ayaka."

She rolled her eyes at him.

Stephan ignored her and focused on his other best friend. "How was your summer?"

"It was great," Travis answered. "How about yours?"

"Kinda sucks. You know you're lucky that you don't have to work at a restaurant for the rest of your vacation."

"Really? I thought you guys hired a new waiter?"

"We did, but dad fired him after he caught him stealing from us. So he asked me to fill in. Knowing him, he would force me anyways if I said no."

"You should be grateful." Ayaka scolded. "He does this because he cares."

He then turned to give her a wicked smirk. "Thanks for the insight. But it doesn't mean I have to like it."

"Yeah, well you should. Not everyone like you owns a restaurant."

"You have no idea what it's like working there."

"You're right; I don't. But I respect my parents!

Travis just watched his two friends argue unamused. Even if he wanted to stop them, they wouldn't listen to him. Stephan, while not as bossy and judgemental as Ayaka, tended to complain about his life. He was a fun person to be around, but he isn't very supportive of certain situations. He didn't exactly like working at the restaurant, but then again he didn't like to do anything work-related. The differences cause the two to be at each other's throats. Whether it be lunch or going out somewhere, the two would always be fighting about anything like a couple. They manage to keep themselves from attempting to strangling each other because of Travis. As they argued, he began to think back on that dream. Camilla was dropping the axe on him, the counter-attack on her, and the trophy almost felt real to him. 'Perhaps it's a sign maybe?' He thought.

The bell rang thankfully, interrupting their fight. They looked at each other before taking their seats. Stephan sat on his desk next to Travis as Ayaka took the far back seat next to a group of girls. The teacher began his lecture, something that had to do with math though barely anybody paid attention. Thankfully the teacher wasn't the brightest so some of the students doodled or texted. Unless they were like Travis, check the stats of their characters, or opening loot boxes on their phones. His being male Robin, an amnesic tactician with a dark secret who serves the militia group called the Shepherds. He used his leftover attribute points and fed it all to magic and a little to defense. He began to set up his new deck consisting of whatever tomes and swords he had in his inventory. He spent the next hour opening leftover loot boxes in the game in hopes of getting a rare weapon. He sighed in disappointment with the results. 'Another pan, a stick and a pebble. But I got a Brave axe!….if Robin even uses axes.' Thankfully the unboxing killed time when the bell rang.

Everyone began to have lunch, connecting their desks to eat their pre-made food or leave in groups to buy theirs at the cafeteria. Travis handed Stephan his phone, showing him his stats and weapons loadout consisting of an Iron sword, a steel sword 20/20, and a Thoron tome 10/10.

"Not bad, you increase your magic skill." He stated as he scrolled through the phone. "Now you just need to get the Levin sword or Leo's ice blade."

"Yeah, and I got nothing from my loot boxes."

"Why don't you buy it single-handedly from the store? It's only 80 bucks."

"Stephan, not everyone has a job like you."

"I can just give you the money."

"Thanks, but I'll pass." A thought then popped into Travis's head. "Anyways, you think you would be able to join my team?"

"Can't Travis, as much as I want to, my dad still wants me to work. Besides, didn't you join one before summer?" He asked.

"I did, but I got kicked out."

Stephan looked baffled. "What happened?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Well, it's his loss." Unaware to the two, there was someone who entered the room. But they would have ignored it either way. "Travis!"

'Oh great...him..' He slowly turned his head and saw a short brown haired boy next to him, standing above him. "Oh...Hi….Ken."

Stephan looked at Ken and back to Travis. "Seriously? You joined his team?"

"I'll explain later." Travis then pushed off his shoulder and looked at him. "What do you want?"

"Look I realized how kicking you out was a bad idea," Ken said and brushed the back of his head. "So I want to ask you back."

Travis raised an eyebrow. "I thought you told me you were going to look for someone better?"

"I did search, all of them….they just weren't fit to be on my team." He shrugged.

"Maybe because they were better than you." Stephan murmured.

"After a while, I just gave up and went to look for you. So, sorry about what happened Travis. Want to rejoin my team?"

"No," Travis stated bluntly.

"Oh come on Travis, you always planned the best strategies."

"Yeah, but we never use them."

"Okay, so we haven't followed plans. But we won every time! Isn't that all it matters?"

"I don't care if we win, you keep hassling me to make plans which wastes my time." Travis sighed, slowly growing annoyed with Ken's persistent attitude.

"Travis this time I promise, things are going to work out."

"Ken, can you take a hint? He said no." Stephan interrupted. "We know you're just baiting him because you can't find anyone else to sucker in."

"Hey, do you mind if you piss off!?" He sneered.

"Look Ken." Travis stood up from his desk to face his former leader. "I am forming my own team to compete in the championships."

"Wait, you're forming a team?" He snickered. "Don't bother Travis, no one's going to join. Just come back to us, it will save you the trouble."

"I'll form it eventually, even if it takes forever," Travis replied, standing his ground.

Ken went silent before an idea popped into his head. "Then Let's have a battle since you are so devoted."

"Wait, what?"

"I said battle me."

"But why?"

"Because I want to see if you can be a leader of your own team. You win, I'll stop pestering you. If I win, then you are returning to me."

Travis hesitated for a moment before looking at Stephan who just stood up. "Good luck buddy." He said and patted him on the shoulder before leaving.

"Some help you are.." Travis sighed. Just like many gaming communities, FE online could be toxic. Anyone who would play with complete strangers sometimes ends badly in team matches as the smallest misstep could turn a fighting game into a long series of verbal warfare between allies. But as of right now, this was a challenge, and the only option was to accept. Declining in front of people would tell them that he is weak and a coward. Seeing no way out of this, Travis took out his metal helmet and followed Ken outside to the computer room.

In a different room, a bunch of people in white robes were swinging their practice swords at their opponents and vice versa. They were dragging their feet forward on the white carpet for the offense or backward for defense. They have been fighting for a while with no rest. Their supervisor shouted. "Alright, that's enough for now!"

The fighters in the room stopped and took off their helmets. They stood in a row, facing their opposite and bowed.

"You guys did well." She said. "Dismissed." The students walked out of the classroom, leaving the club leader alone. 'Another day of training without any slip-ups. Just how I like it.' She changed back into her regular clothes and left the room. As she turned to walk down the hallways, she came face to face with Stephan.

"Oh...hi." She plainly said.

He sighed and gave up his smile, reverting it into a frown. "Look, I need help with something."

Ayaka studied his face. While she knew him mostly as disrespectful or immature, it was rare to see him serious. "What is it?"

"It's Travis….He's getting into a fight." Stephan said.

"What?" She asked, her voice having a little concern. He didn't have time to explain, so he pulled Ayaka's hand and ran with her down the hallways. She wouldn't be going with him usually, but on her mind was somewhere else. 'Travis, please be alright.'

They both made it to the entered the computer lab. The room consisted of a few computers on each wall but in the middle was a grey chair with black cushions on the surface. Their classmates surrounded Travis and Ken, watching them and the screen that said "Stabd by". He waved his hands in the air as his opponent did the same. Ayaka's worried expression changed to confusion.

"Um...what am I looking at?" She asked.

"Travis got challenged by the jackass Ken to battle."

"Wait...What did Travis do to piss him off?" She knew Travis was reckless, but she never saw him as arrogant.

"He didn't; he got kicked from Ken's team and now is being challenged to rejoin by battling in Fire Emblem." Ayaka turned her attention from the arena to Stephan and back.

She then glared at him. "If this isn't a real fight, then why the hell did you bring me out here for?!"

Stephan sighed. "I just need someone to help back me up after he loses. Knowing how Ken is at school, he's just going to be a major asshole. Just watch the fight, and when it's over, then we can help him."

In the arena, Travis was arranging his floating weapons slot with his inventory hovering next to him. 'An Iron sword and a killing edge will do.' He thought. He pressed the lock-in button with his opponent doing the same thing.

The screens disappear until a picture frame of Robin floated to the right as Ken's character Hinata, the retainer of the third in line prince of Hoshido Takumi on the left. The brown hair tied into a large ponytail and his arms were exposed showing muscles. He wore the samurai body armor as well as the arm and knee pads over his white pants. After the Vs. popping up in between portraits, a screen came from the top with scrambled images.

"THE BATTLE WILL TAKE PLACE IN, BANDITS CAVERNS, ZOFIA!" The announcer said.

With a bit of hesitation, Travis placed his hand on his character's portrait, causing the once again the screens to fade.

"THE BATTLE BEGINS IN

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LET THE BATTLE BEGIN!"

The metal plate covered the glass visor, and a rush of pixels began to shoot at his face and flashed white. The white flash subsided, and surrounding Robin was a massive cavern with lit torches. Stolen Boxes and barrels were pulled up in different sides of the cavern. Robin pulled out his Iron Sword and began to search for Hinata. The caverns were dimly lit with only a small piece of sunlight shining through the only hole in the cavern which illuminated the bridge. Has he made his way to the bridge, he slowly started to cross it, hoping not to get something thrown at him. "HEY TRAVIS!"

Robin turned his attention to the voice and saw Hinata who pulled out an Iron Katana.

Before he could react, Hinata dashed and took the first swing downward, forcing Robin to block. The Samurai locked blades and twisted it to the side, giving him the shoulder push. Robin almost lost his balance on the bridge but recovered using his sword to push him away from the narrow platform and on to more ground. Hinata rushed him again, this time swinging wildly. The first one slashed his shoulder as Robin went for defense again. He was pushed upstairs into a shrine made of stone. He struggled to deflect every attack for every block took a bit of energy to do. Hinata raised his sword in the air to slash down, but this gave Robin a chance to roll out of the way making the blade hit the ground. Now to return the favor, the Tactician swung his sword at the wild Samurai who got hit in the back, causing him to fall and roll the cold floor and hitting the pedestal which held a statue of a goddess. He got onto his feet and got back up, dusting his clothes off.

"Not bad Travis, not bad," Hinata said. "But that's not enough!"

Robin charged at him with his iron sword, swinging down at him. Hinata blocked it, letting him continuously slash at him. Every swing took as much energy from Robin as it did blocking. Soon, the tactician's arm began to strain in exhaustion from blocking the flurry of metal, clashing against the sword. Hinata took one final swing and finally broke through Robins defense, the samurai smirked and began slashing his katana at Robin with the final slash caused Robin to fall onto his bottom. He looked up and saw Hinata with a smug grin, pointing his Katana at him in victory before stabbing him in the gut, delivering the finishing blow. Everything in Robin's eyes flickered before he got the red words of defeat in his eyes. The area around them began to disintegrate, causing the room and themselves to disappear. Travis fell out of his seat the moment his helmet visor removed itself. He gritted his teeth in humiliation and anger.

'All that summer training and all night gaming. All the victories he achieved in the Link Visor. Why can't I beat him?!' He thought.

"Well, looks like I win as always Travis. You know the deal."

He looked at Ken with disgust before smacking his hand away. "You think I'm just going to go back to you after what you did to me?"

Ken glared at him, feeling a bit insulted that he didn't take his hand. "So what if you do suck Travis, it's not my fault you're the one always falling behind us!" He berated, finally showing his true colors.

Travis's eye began to twitch. Those insults started to bring back all of the memories of being on his team. The abuse, the neglect, all of those feelings made him curl his fingers into a fist. "There you go, forcing your problems on me! Whether it would be a plan, I conceived for you guys to ignore or that time when we never got any training in, and you blamed me for not reminding any of you! I'm not coming back to your team!"

"Travis, just shut up already!" Ken yelled. "Face it, you lost. Now you WILL fulfill your end of the bargain!

Travis went silent from his claim. Much to his discomfort, he didn't wish to go with Ken after everything. He could just up and leave, but Travis would feel the burden from the humiliation of defeat in front of every student. He has to go with him since he lost the duel. Just as he opened his mouth., Ayaka just went in front of him, facing Ken. "Hey! Why don't leave him alone!"

"Why don't you piss off?! This doesn't concern you." Ken growled.

"Travis's isn't going with you." She said.

"He lost girl! Now he has to join my team."

"Then go find someone else!"

Travis sighed, while he was thankful, he feels like this is making the situation worse than it already is. He placed a hand on her shoulder, getting her attention. "Ayaka, its fine." He said. "Ken is right, I lost so as promised, I have to join his team."

He then felt a push from her. "Ow! What the fuck Ayaka?!"

"Shut up and grow a backbone already Travis!"

Ken, however, watched Ayaka's behavior. His frown turned into a smirk. "You know what Travis? Forget what I said about joining my team now."

The two turned their attention back to Ken, Travis feeling a bit confused about his statement. "You," Ken gestured to Ayaka. "If you're going to defend Travis, how about you duel me, one on one."

Ayaka looked back at Travis before looking at Ken. "Sure, I accept your request."

"Alright," Ken snorted. "meet me at the Savado mall tomorrow." He began to walk away.

"Wait, why not now!?" Ayaka asked, confused about tomorrow.

Ken turned to her. "Are you an idiot? How can I fight you if you don't have a Linkwave? Come back when you have one noob."

He finally left, and soon the rest of the student's followed in suit. Ayaka became frustrated. "Linkwave? Why does that matter?!"

Stephan, who stood back from the conflict, rolled his eyes. "It's because he challenged you to Fire Emblem. You need it to play it."

Ayaka paused as she began to review what she saw. Travis and Ken were sitting in chairs with metal helmets, sitting there doing nothing. She then came to a realization. "Wait, but I don't have any of those!"

Stephen facepalmed. "Well, you are going to have to buy it if you want to play Fire Emblem."

"Can't I just use any of yours?" Ayaka asked.

Travis sighed. "You can't, and it's not because you are unable to, but Paragon's security is really strict. Logging on requires you to have both username, password, and worse, facial recognition."

Ayaka looked at him. "You're kidding me.."

"Looks like you are going to have to buy your own Ayaka," Stephen said.

"Great, now I have to waste money on these stupid games," Ayaka muttered and then looked at Travis. "Look, I'm doing this because I'm bailing you out of trouble."

She then turned around and left the school. Stephan and Travis looked at her as she exited through the double doors.

"Don't let the door hit you on your way out!" Stephan called out. "Hardass."

The sun began to set as Ayaka was heading towards home. "I can't believe I have to buy some game, just to fight some idiot." She muttered to herself. As she was heading to the shopping center, one of them had an arcade which also had the same gaming chairs back at the computer, along with the huge TV screen on the post.

'Was that there before?' She thought, and curiosity sparked. She walked towards the crowd of people who were cheering or watching.

"Kick his ass Sumia!"

"Pulverize her Titania!"

The men continued their shouting, shaking their arms in excitement. Ayaka's attention was soon at the two people behind with the grey helmets on and sitting in the chairs. She then moved her gaze to the screen which showed two completely different people fighting. She studied both of them on display, the fighters brawled it out on screen.

'Is this what everyone is excited about?'

She noticed the one with the spear driving the spear into the one with the axe. The group clapped and cheered as the one who was victorious. The defeated just got out, rubbing his chest from the wound that was never there.

'Honestly, it looks kind of fun.' She thought. Admittedly, she never really took the time to observe what the game was like. All she ever knew was from the news that it was the newest hot game for players. She was always busy with her other hobbies like working out or helping her family. 'But it's just a game, I'm only doing this to bail him out.

She saw a blonde girl with a braided up tail. She tapped her shoulder causing her to jump and face her.

"Hey, sorry to bother you, but how does it work?"

The girl gave her a skeptical look. "Well um….". She paused to think about what to say. "Well, the helmet created a nurelink to your brain, allowing you to enter some sort of virtual reality Paragon creates. Is this your first time joining?"

Ayaka nodded. "Sort of, where can I get one of those helmets?"

A/N: Wow, that took longer than I thought. So yeah, this is my new Fire Emblem Story. This was all inspired by an old TCG called Chaotic where players enter virtual reality doms to battle against other players by turning into their favorite monsters. I thought of this idea for Fire Emblem considering their large roster of characters. I believed its turning out great, but please leave a review and let me know what you think.

Update 1: I corrected a few things and tweeted a few things to make sure they all fit in.