Author's Notes :

Thank you for reading my fanfiction! *bows* This is my first ever story and I appreciate that you're reading this. Please feel free to correct me on any grammar or give comments on the story (as I have no Beta either).

This fanfic is based around f!Robin x Chrom. :D I also have posted some small comics and artwork of FE:Awakening on my tumblr.

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Prologue:

Our final battle with Grima, it's impossible to imagine that our vigilant group of Shepherds are about to make a mark on history. Looking around the army were so many faces worn down by the war. The same faces I've shared so many meals with and conversations in the barracks. It's almost surreal to be accepted in such a short matter of time and yet…

"Hurry! You must make your decision to end Grima by either the hand of the Exalted Falchion or by Grima's vessel!" exclaimed Naga.

I am Grima's vessel. Was it by some cruel hand of fate that I was to be found and grow closer to these Shepherds and forced to make this difficult decision? A decision that would end my own life? No…it's more than that…

"Gods! We must end this bloody nightmare once and for all," cried the new Exalt of Ylisse. "But at what cost?! I don't want to lose you!"

"Chrom, this is the chance we will ever get again. Put your feelings aside, I don't want another soul to endure the same pain I've had. To be born for the purpose of being sacrificed."

"But…. no…. I…We…"

"Don't worry…my love…as your tactician, I'll decide on how this battle ends."

My decision has been made. I know I've made the right choice. Because as fate would have it, I've been born for this sole purpose and it was 'time to tip the scales'.

Approaching Grima with my hand tightly gripping a tome watching the monster that shares the same face grinning back at me.

"RETURN TO ME…COME…WE ARE ONE…AND THE SAME…"

Trying to persuade me with its unnaturally malicious voice holding every intent of my destruction.

"…. Robin?! Wait, what—"

"…WHAT…. WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"

I steadily raise my hand summoning all the power in me into a single large orb.

"For once, I'm glad you and I are the same. Now I can give my life to protect those I care for…"

"…. YOU…. YOU WOULD NOT DARE!"

"I would and I will. The evils you would visit on this world are unthinkable…in some way, I—we share the blame. It's only right we meet our end together!"

Activating Ignis, converting half the strength remaining in me into power feeding the orb, I aimed at Grima with the finishing blow. Watching the orb consume and dissipate every part of the enemy that was standing in front of us.

"NOOOOOOO!"

"Robin! No!"

Every Shepherd ceased their attack. The Risen they were fighting against suddenly fell to the ground, no longer powered by Grima. Their red glowing eyes slowly dimming and some of the faces were smiling as if finally meeting peace.

"Thank you, Chrom. For…everything…Tell the others…my last thoughts were of them…May we meet again in a better life…"

"Robin! No! Ah gods, NO!"

The last image I could remember was a hand reaching out to me before a shroud of darkness began to engulf my entire body.


Several weeks have passed until the Shepherds managed to return to Ylisse. It wasn't because new waves of Risen were attacking villages and towns, but perhaps because of the lack of.

Being no longer a threat to citizens, people were able to finally leave their town shelters and go back to their property. However, there were many issues of barbarians taking over abandoned land left by owners finding refuge in the main towns. Several farmers were still missing or announced dead for being the first to be attacked by the Risen.

As the new Exalt, Chrom was tasked with developing plans on restoring Ylisse back to its former glory. Many of the Shepherds divided up to aid Chrom's rebuilding of Ylisse. Cherche and Virion with their spouses had to return to their homeland that was once ruled by Walhart. One could only imagine the mess in Valm without a leader or government aiding its people.

Several months passed, too occupied to attending Ylisse's needs to begin expedition to find his other half, Chrom buried himself under piles of reports delivered to him by Frederick. Frederick the Wary never faltered when it came to making sure his lord took care of himself, but he was becoming worried if Chrom was using work as an excuse from finding out the truth.

What if the truth was Robin was never to return?

"You have a moment, Chrom?"

"Basilio, yes of course. What is the matter?"

"Have a drink with me and listen to what I'm about to say."

Basilio pulls out a large dark bottle of mead and begins to pour into a large glass.

"I've been saving this one for a while now. Chrom, I've always made fun of you for always having your nose stuck up in some old map. Now you've done and gotten yourself stuck in more work than before. I'm worried about you. Kid, don't to be stuck in this castle for the rest of your life."

"Damnit, I know. But I don't even know where to begin." Rubbing his tired eyes, Chrom continues. "We don't even know if she'd be on the lands we know of. What if she's on some island or the other side of the world?"

"Kid, I've seen you do some dumb things in my life. Like accidently walk into a bathing tent. But for you to doubt your red string of fate you've got going on with that tactician of yours. Maybe the mead is a little too strong for your brain. Hah!"

"You're right, fate had us meet before and brought all of this together. It would be too cruel to have us end this way."

Overhearing the conversation, Lissa walks in with a tray of snacks intended for her brother. Knowing how sometimes she would have to remind him that there were people honestly worried about well being after losing his wife. Luckily he still had Lissa and baby Lucina that would instantly bring smiles to his otherwise serious face. Losing a beloved sister and wife in less than 5 years was just too much.

"Brother, we should begin our search for her. You know she just might be out there waiting for us."

"Heh, even your sister agrees with me! It's time for you to get your arse back on the field to find your lady. Ylisse has always depended on Naga for guidance, why don't you go travel there as a starting point?"

Slapping Chrom's shoulder as he was sipping the mead.

"Ack! - Gods Basilio! Well it's not a bad idea. Naga helped us find the answer in defeating Grima, perhaps she'll have the answer for this as well."

Everyone in the room started to shout and laugh for their first sight of Chrom returning to his old self again.