DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN FIRE EMBLEM; IS AND NINTENDO HAVE THAT HONOR. OC'S ARE THE ONLY THINGS I DO OWN. THIS DISCLAIMER IS EFFECTIVE THROUGHOUT THE ENTIRE FANFIC!
Prologue: The Last Day of Zelgius
It was the day before the army chosen to stand against the Goddess Ashera would arrive. Lord Zelgius of Cador, the man also known as the Black Knight of Daein, was silently sitting at home, lost within his thoughts, which were completely filled with only two people: Gawain, his mentor and sword instructor from Daein, as well as the one he had brutally murdered almost three years prior, and Ike, Gawain's son and leader of a band of mercenaries founded by the departed warrior. Hero is the more accurate word, Zelgius thought to himself, and sighed. Tomorrow, he would be forced into combat against not only Ike, whom had a vendetta against him for killing his father, but also Micaiah, the Maiden of Dawn and also one he swore fealty to in the guise of the Black Knight. If there were any way I could fight Ike alone, I would take it!
It was at least 6 months after he had killed Gawain, that he finally fought Ike at Castle Nados. At that time, he was so astonished and overjoyed to find that Gawain had severed the tendons in his arm in order to never wield a sword again, that he decided not to kill the young warrior and instead, throw the fight. This way, he would have a lot more time to hone his swordsmanship to rival that of his father's. It would be at that time, that he would fight the boy again. However, due to sheer coincidence, he once again met Ike earlier than expected, upon the banks of the Ribahn River. They exchanged blows, and he knew Ike was still not up to the ability of his father, but he was almost there; he just needed a bit more time to grow. By now, he should be about equal to his father, if not better. The time has come to fight him seriously! Nodding to himself, as well as coming back to reality, he smiled. Walking into his bedroom to prepare for the night, he stopped in another room first. It was decorated like a newborn's room, and sighed. On the wooden rocking chair inside was a statue of a very beautiful woman. A tear had suddenly formed in his eye, as this was not just a statue: it was his wife, who was already one month pregnant before Ashera's Judgment was unleashed upon the world. "Don't worry, Adella, for I am sure that you'll be fine." Placing an envelope in her hand, he walked back to his room and went to sleep.
The day passed, and with Ashera defeated, everyone who had been turned to stone was returned to normal. Adella, the young woman, awoke to find the letter just where Zelgius left it. Slipping it into her dress for the moment, she set out around the house to find her husband. It was two hours later, that, after no luck in finding him, she got the envelope back out, opened it, and read the contents:
My Dearest Adella,
If you are reading this, then I am most likely no longer alive. For this, I beg your forgiveness. However, do not grieve for me, and live your life to the absolute fullest in my stead, as well as for our child. I may not be there to guide him as a father, but I can at least do one thing for him, which is to leave him my treasured heirloom, the holy blade Alondite. Only give it to him when he turns fifteen, for the sword will be able to judge his worthiness then. Always remember that I will forever love you.
Your Love,
Zelgius
The woman read it over again, tears streaming down her face as she did so. Still, she would do as he had asked, and live for him and their child, which he jumped to the conclusion of being a boy. For eight months she continued on, trying her best, but as fate would have it, after giving birth to a healthy baby boy, her weakened state, along with her grief for the death of her husband, became too much for her to bear, and she passed away, but not before making sure the child had a name: Zolias.
The child was raised by her sister and her husband, and then, sixteen years later...
Author's Notes: Welcome to my first ever fanfic. Basically starting off with a self-insert type, I hope to make this a pretty interesting story about our hero, me! XD
Of course, I plan on posting the rest of this when I finish, so I can keep on doing weekly updates and stuff, but knowing my own track history, I'd rather not just post my story every chapter, stop halfway due to lack of interest/time/etc., and disappoint any people. The reason I'm posting this, however, is because I want to give myself motivation; this chapter alone went through a single revision, turning the MC from an OP powerhouse to a more believable starting unit.
If I do manage to finish this, expect to see a few select plot twists; can't say they'll be original, as I haven't read every single fanfic on the site (and doubt I ever will), but I can say that they will be some key points in the story. Yes, gratifying, blatant marketing... I think.
Thank you all who decided to give this a glance, and I hope you enjoy the simple prologue and first chapter (to give a simple description of the layout, and await the finished story.
