Mount Prism stood out when contrasted with the setting sun. In the history of Ylisse, the mountain was famous for being known as the residing place of the Divine Dragon Naga. Recent history in Ylisse had also increased the renown of the mountain with the knowledge that the Fell Dragon Grima was ultimately defeated at the legendary mountain. This had only served to increase the divinity of the mountain to others, ensuring that no one stepped foot on the mountain.
What none of the world save for Naga and Tiki knew however was that the mountain also served as a keyline for the world's natural magic, and was a focal point where said magic gathered at an unusual level. If one knew of the magic and how to properly manipulate it, the feats they could perform would be of such caliber and level it could surpass anything known to mankind, hence the secrecy.
"Wah!" Inigo exclaimed as he landed on the ground.
"Keh!" Owain grunted as he landed on top of Inigo.
"GAH!" Severa screeched as she landed on both of them.
A hooded man chuckled as he landed gracefully in front of them. "Sorry about that. I probably should have warned you about that."
Severa scowled as she folded her arms and huffed. "Alright wise guy, what's going on here!?" She exclaimed.
"C-Can you guys get off me?" Inigo muttered. "You guys are heavy..."
"WHAT!?" Severa screamed red faced, glaring down at Inigo. "And just WHAT does that mean?"
"Inigo my friend." Owain muttered. "That was the wrong thing to say."
"Can we please discuss this AFTER you guys get off me!?" Inigo exclaimed.
Sweat dropped down Anakos's brow. "Uhhh, are you all really THE Severa, Owain and Inigo?"
"And just what does that mean?" Severa asked, peering at the hodded man. "And just who are you anyways?"
"Oh yes, of course. Please. Forgive my rudeness. I am Anankos." The man said.
"Anankos huh? Well, care to explain-" Severa began.
"Uhh, Severa?" Owain asked.
"WHAT!?" Severa exclaimed.
"Inigo is turning blue." Owain stated.
"Please...air..." Inigo groaned.
Severa rolled her eyes before she hopped off, Owain rolling off after her. Inigo gasped as he took in a deep breath. Shakily he picked himself up, rearranging the legendary sword Balmung towards a more comfortable position. Anankos chuckled at the sight.
"Such interesting children you are." He said.
"Children?" Owain asked. "No offense sir, but you don't seem much older than us."
Anankos chuckled. "Of course of course. I apologize for having not explained properly."
"What's there to apologize for?" Severa asked.
"Sorry, it's a habit of mine." Anankos smiled.
Severa raised an eyebrow but remained silent. Ingio shrugged and looked at Anankos curiously. "That's not a problem, but why are you wearing that hood?"
Anankos put a hand on his hood. "Well, that will be answered in my story. You see children of another time, I-"
Anankos was silenced when three sword tips were pointed at him.
"How do you know?" Owain asked, a glare aimed at Anankos.
Anankos chuckled. "I apologize, but it's hard not to. Even if I had not already known, Exalt Chrom's story is beginning to unravel. Pretty soon this world will know of the truth of what happened on this mountain."
"That doesn't answer our question." Severa said. "Are you with the Grimleal?"
Anankos shook his head. "No, no. Please, let me explain my story."
The three stared at him before they slowly lowered their swords. "Speak." Inigo said.
Anankos chuckled. 'Yes yes, now...where to begin?"
...
I suppose my story begins like most do, with a boy meeting a girl...
...
Anankos opened his eyes slowly, enduring the pain the sudden light brought to them. Groaning, he picked himself up, finding himself laying in a bed in a room.
"Wh...where am I?" He asked himself. His mind was a foggy haze. He didn't remember where he was, where he'd been. All he could remember was a word. Anankos.
"Oh, good you're up!" A sudden voice called.
Anankos looked over at the owner and found his breath lodged in his throat. Before him stood a young woman with black hair and brown eyes. She wore a simple dress and was carrying a tray with a bowel and towel over it. Anankos also swore that she was glowing, and that she looked like an angel.
"A...angel?" He said, eyes widening as he realized what he just said.
The woman giggled, a melodious sound. "No, not an angel. My name is Mikoto."
"Mikoto?" He whispered, the word sounding just perfect as they crossed his lips.
"Well, good to see you can still speak" Mikoto said as she walked over. She placed the tray down, kneeling in front of him. "I found you outside near my pond. You had collapsed, and with your temperature I can only assume it was a fever. Were you feeling sick this morning?"
This...morning? Anankos scrunched his eyebrows as he concentrated. "I...I don't remember..." He muttered after a moment.
"Hm? Really?" Mikoto said, her interest clear. "Do you remember anything?"
Anakos pursed his lips. "N...no." Anankos. "Actually, I do remember one word...Anankos."
Mikoto smiled. "Anankos huh? Maybe that's your name?"
Something about that seemed right. "Yes, Anankos...I think that's my name."
"Well, that's what we'll call you for now." Mikoto said as she stood up. She walked towards the door before turning around and giving him another heavenly smile. "I made some soup. Why don't I get you a bowl, and you can towel yourself off with some cool water to lower your temperature." And with that she was gone.
Anankos sat still for a moment, before he looked out a window. Outside the sun was shining and he heard...birds. That's what they were, birds. Looking down into the bowl of water, he was struck when he saw the reflection of his eyes. They were a blood red, and the iris resembled that of...of...snake. Yes, a snake's eyes. His hair however was a sky blue, creating quite the contrast in images.
What...what am I?
...
It would take two years for my memories to return. Until then, Mikoto and I tried to discover who I was, though we had no luck. She was kind enough to let me stay with her until we found where I came from. Even when we made no progress, she allowed me to live with her. Over time we grew closer, and what naturally happens happened.
We married and had children.
...
Anankos held Kamui in his hands, tears forming as he looked down at his perfect daughter. A year and half earlier, he would never of dreamed of this moment. When he and Mikoto learned they were expecting a child, he had been so happy, so ecstatic for this moment. And when they learned Mikoto was expecting twins, he didn't know someone could feel so much joy. Even now, getting to hold his daughter...there were no words that could describe even a tenth of what he felt.
Neither were there words that could describe his despair over Tatsu, his son.
Looking over, Anankos watched as Mikoto held little Tatsu close, crying as she held her son. The doctors and midwives all agreed on one thing, and that was that Tatsu would be dead before the end of the night. He was just so tiny, so frail. No one knew what the problem was, and even if they did they didn't think anything could help.
"Mikoto..." He whispered, moving over to her. Each sob felt like a dagger to his heart.
"It's just...it's just..." Mikoto tried before she started sobbing again, protectively holding a hand over Tatsu.
Anankos put Kamui on Mikoto's chest, Mikoto then instinctively holding her daughter. Tenderly, he then picked up Tatsu, the small child little larger than his hand. Kamui's hair had been the same as her mother's, but Tatsu's seemed to be a mixture of his parents. Anankos held Tatsu close as the little baby coughed. He felt like such a failure, he hadn't even been a father a whole day and already his child was suffering. Worse, there was nothing he could do.
Tatsu.
Dragon. He didn't know he he knew that's what Tatsu meant, but he remembered one day the word came to him. Looking back, he remembered the small conversation.
"Tatsu?" Mikoto asked.
"Yeah. If we have a son, let's name him Tatsu." Anankos said with a smile, looking at Mikoto's large belly.
Mikoto giggled. "You do know Tatsu is primarily a girl's name, right?"
Anankos's eyes went wide, and he threw up his hands as his face went red. "I'MSORRYI'MSORRYI'MSOR-"
"I like it." Mikoto said.
"Huh?" Anankos said.
Mikoto smiled. "Tatsu. If he's a boy, we'll name him Tatsu."
Anankos held Tatsu close, tears flowing from his eyes. If he was to lose his Tatsu, he'd at least enjoy every second he could with him.
...
Tatsu survived that night, and the nights that followed. No one could believe it, but he seemed to somehow cling on. Even now, I don't know how he did it. And I don't care to. Mikoto and I dedicated ourselves to his care, and to raising them. The next few months were happy memories, and I would have loved for them to continue.
But as fate would cruelly have it, it was then that I began to "remember"...
...
"What!? Anankos, are you sure!?" Mikoto exclaimed.
Anankos nodded. "Yes, yes it makes sense to. After all, that monster disappeared two years ago did it not? The day before I appeared."
"But-" Mikoto began.
"Mikoto, I REMEMBER these truths. I am the monster dragon." Anankos said, sadness in his voice.
He was stunned when he felt Mikoto's hand on his face. "Anankos, you interrupted me." She said. "I was saying, but what shall we do?"
Anankos blinked before he sighed. "Mikoto...I...I can't go with you to leave this place."
"What!? NO!" Mikoto exclaimed.
Anankos smiled before he put his hands on Mikoto's face. "Mikoto, it's what has to happen. Take the kids, get out of here."
"NO!" Mikoto exclaimed. "No, if we have to leave it has to be as a FAMILY!"
"Mikoto, we can't leave as a family." Anankos said.
Tears ran down Mikoto's eyes. "W-What are you saying? Of course we can!"
Anankos shook his head. "That creature...me...someone has to try to stop him. I can seal this place away, try to contain him. But anyone left will be trapped."
"But-" Mikoto tried before Anankos quieted her with a kiss.
After a moment, he pulled away. "I love you Mikoto. Thank you for being who you are."
Mikoto gulped. "Please...Anankos, don't. What of me? Our children?"
Anankos smiled. "Don't worry. I have already shifted the flow of fate for you and them."
"W-What?" Mikoto said.
"Follow your heart my love. I have already found someone who will love you, and love our children. He will take care of you." Anankos said.
"No! I don't need anyone else! I only need YOU!" Mikoto cried.
Anankos smiled. "Live well Mikoto. Just...just one final thing. Keep this place and myself a secret. One last piece of protection. Arete will explain when you meet her."
"Arete? What-" Mikoto tried.
"Goodbye Mikoto." Anankos said, before he waved a hand over her face. Immediately Mikoto's eyes closed, and Anankos caught her as she fell. Gently placing her down, Anankos looked over at the small crib that held Tatsu and Kamui. Making his way over, he looked down at the two as they slept together. Tatsu had a somewhat healthy color to his skin, a good sign.
"MIKOTO!" A voice suddenly exclaimed.
Anankos looked behind him to see a blue haired woman standing in the room, shocked at the sight of Mikoto laying unconscious on the floor. Anankos gave an awkward chuckle as he turned to face the woman.
"Hey Arete...how uh...how are you doing?" He asked.
Arete glared at him. "Anankos. Why is my sister laying on the floor?"
Anankos pursed his lips. "She did not take the news that I had to stay behind very well."
Arete's eyes immediately became concerned. "What!? You...you can't come with?"
Anankos shook his head. "No, I was telling it to Mikoto. I will be staying behind to seal this land away, try to prevent...myself from spreading to the other kingdoms."
Arete pursed her lips. "I-I can't say I agree, but I understand. Do you think sealing this land away will stop...you?"
Anankos sighed. "I don't know. I hope so."
Arete nodded. "So do I."
Anankos turned back to Tatsu and Kamui, staring at his children silently. Arete walked up behind him, little Azura sleeping peacefully in her arms.
"Are you sure this is what you want Anankos?" Arete asked. "No one would blame you for staying with your wife and child."
Anankos sighed. "Believe me Arete, this is the last thing I want to do. But if they are to have any semblance of a peaceful life, this has to be done."
"They are lucky to have you as a father." Arete said.
Anankos pursed his lips. "No, it is a curse they must bear." He then looked at Arete. "Arete, promise me that you will make sure Mikoto never discloses that I am the father of these two."
Arete looked at him with widened eyes. "What!?"
Anankos nodded sadly. "It is better they live with the ghost of an unknown than with the monster they could know."
"Anankos, I-" Arete began.
"Please Arete. I have thought long and hard about this." Anankos said, tears falling from his eyes. "Just...please."
Arete was silent before she nodded. "If that is what you wish."
Anakos took one last look at his children before he turned and began walking towards the exit. "Thanks Arete and...and I'm sorry about what I-"
"It wasn't you Anankos." Arete said, not looking at him. "It wasn't you who killed my husband."
Anankos pursed his lips before he left the room.
...
"After I left, I watched from a distance as Mikoto and Arete left." Anankos explained, the memory of Mikoto's crying slashing through his heart. "Once they were gone, I spend the next few months urging as many as I could to leave the country. Sadly, many did not heed my warnings until it was to late. Soon, I could no longer stall and I sealed away my country."
"Sealed away? Do you honestly expect us to believe that?" Severa asked.
Anankos nodded. "I understand it is strange, but keep in mind that in my world magic has undergone a completely different process than it has in yours. For example, in this world magical curses have taken a more prevalent standing than in mine."
"I wouldn't say prevalent..." Inigo muttered.
"My point is that what seems unbelievable to you isn't to me." Anankos said.
"You're world commonly seals countries away?" Owain asked.
Anankos chuckled. "Well, mine was on a grander scale I admit."
"So, let's just say we believe your crazy story." Severa said. "That still doesn't explain why you're here, or how you know what you know."
Anankos pursed his lips. "On my world I...I am a god. I have control over light, darkness, water, and most importantly fate. I can see the threads that make up the life of a person, and even slightly manipulate them."
Owain narrowed his eyes. "Fate is not something that is decided except by those whose fate it is."
Anankos scoffed in amusement. "But outside influences can lead one along to that fate. Your father for example Owain denied his fate to become Grima, but all of the threads led him to that point still." Anankos then sighed. "This is coming out all wrong, sorry. Look, I've been watching over my children ever since they left, using the last of my power to try and help them. And...and I can't."
Inigo's eyebrows furrowed in concern. "What do you mean?"
Anankos pursed his lips. "The threads of fate for my children are sewn together, and they all lead to the same point. Their deaths by...by my hands." A tear ran down Anankos's cheek. "No matter how I influence them, what I put in their paths to redirect them, they still go down the same way. I have exhausted every opportunity I could find on my world, and there was no salvation for them. So I started looking onto other worlds."
"And you found ours?" Inigo asked.
Anankos nodded. "I watched the tapestry of Sekai, and found how his path followed that of my children's. I even tried to help, but I found myself rebuffed by Grima. I sadly watched as his path led towards his destruction and then...that's when I found you three."
"Us?" Severa asked.
"Yes. Your comrades from the future also played a large part, but for some reason you three...I can't explain it." Anankos said. "You three found ways to defy the fates you had, and even helped Sekai in his."
"I don't see how we helped. My father is still lost." Owain said sadly.
Anankos smiled. "Yes, but not to Grima. Against all odds, he found a solution I didn't see. He became Grima without becoming Grima. And as I looked, I found you three at the heart of it."
Severa, Owain, and Inigo all looked at Anankos in confusion, causing Anankos to chuckle. It wasn't something that would make sense to them since they couldn't see the threads of fate like he could. He didn't even understand how it was possible.
"My point is that I applied you three to the fates of my children." Anankos explained. "And I saw something I never saw before. A chance. A chance for my children to survive."
Inigo pursed his lips, looking at Owain who had an uncomfortable look in his eyes. Severa folded her arms and glared at Anankos.
"I'm not buying it." Severa said. "You say all of this stuff, but I'm not seeing any proof of it."
"Severa, he did bring us all here to Mount Prism." Owain said.
"Do you forget that powder Excellus used in Valm?" Severa answered. "Grimleal know how to teleport. They also know about the truth of your father."
"All true." Anankos answered. "But there's one thing I can do that none of your Grimleal can."
"And what's that?" Severa asked.
Anankos's eyes glowed. "Your curses are made in darkness. As a god of darkness, I can bring those things to light."
Severa blinked in confusion, only to notice something out of the corner of her eye that made her jump. Owain had started to exude a shadowy aura, and purple lights were wrapped around his body in the resemblance of chains. The chains wrapped around every joint of his body, and all met at the center of his chest where they formed into a very familiar mark.
The Mark of Grima.
"What!?" Inigo exclaimed.
"Isn't it curious," Anankos said. "How Owain here is the product of two people who BOTH hail from a long line of renowned magic users?"
Suddenly water exploded up near Owain, taking the form of both his parents. The water then split, continuing down the line. Next to Sekai stood Validar, and then a large man shrouded under a hood. A lanky skeleton of a man then stood with a form fitting coat on him. Next to Lissa stood a large man who resembled Chrom, save for being blind in one eye and having a rugged blue beard. Then came a beautiful woman with blue hair, holding a staff.
"All of these magic users, and yet Owain here can't use any magic?" Anankos said, pointing at Owain.
The three remained silent. It had always been a source of wonder amongst the future children that Morgan excelled at magic whereas Owain couldn't perform even the simplest of spells.
"So what's your answer?" Severa asked.
"Exactly what you see before you. I have merely allowed you all to see what I have whenever I look at Owain." Anankos explained. "The curse that is on him."
"What!?" Owain exclaimed.
"Owain is...cursed?" Severa muttered.
Anankos nodded. "Yes. His magical ability was sealed away, a strange kind of curse but effective. And the one who placed it is strong in magical power indeed. Truth be told, there is no power on this world that can break it, and the only one who had the power to release it is dead."
"So then why show us?" Inigo asked. "Why show us this problem if it can't possibly be fixed?"
Anankos smiled. "Who said it couldn't be fixed?"
Owain, Severa, and Inigo's eyes widened in surprise. "But didn't you say-" Severa began.
"There is no power on THIS world." Anankos said. "As proof of my claims to power, and a token of gratitude for indulging me so far." Anankos then reached out, hand glowing a description defying white as he touched his palm to Owain's chest. Then, gripping the Mark of Grima as easily as he would grip a lock, he tore it away, the purple chains flying off Owain and the darkness fading away.
Owain blinked for a moment before he suddenly took in a deep breath. His whole body suddenly felt light, as if he had just taken off a full suit of armor. His mind also suddenly cleared, a calm and cool feeling coming to it. Then, as if struck by lightning, he felt energy course through his body at lightning speed, the sudden feeling of which brought Owain to his knees.
"Owain!?" Severa exclaimed in worry.
Before Anankos could blink, Inigo had Balmung at his throat. "You have one minute to explain what you did and why I shouldn't kill you for doing it." Inigo said with cold eyes.
Anankos gave an awkward smile. "Sorry, I should have explained that better. All I did was break the curse on Owain, allowing him access to his magical ability. After spending most of his life with it being locked away, having it suddenly unlocked was probably a bit...much."
Inigo's eyes narrowed. Severa meanwhile was at Owain's side. "Owain, you okay?" She asked.
"...me" Owain muttered.
"Huh?" Severa asked.
Owain suddenly looked up, eyes bright and a wide smile on his face. "AWESOME!"
Severa blinked. "What?" She asked again.
Owain jumped up. "I always KNEW there was hidden power within me. Haven't I been saying that for YEARS!"
Anankos blinked and Inigo sighed. He pulled Balmung away, rubbing the back of his head. "He's fine..." Inigo muttered.
Severa rolled her eyes and stood up. "This proves nothing. For all we know this guy here only used magic to make us THINK-"
Anankos held out a hand which water then formed around, creating a yellow book. "Here's a Thunder tome. You want to give it a go Owain?"
Owain blinked before he rubbed his chin. "I've never cast a spell before." He took the tome anyways and opened it, looking at the pages.
The diagrams and writing inside matched what he'd looked through before whenever he'd attempted magic. He would always copy the movements of his father, and would excitedly await the sight of yellow sparks, only to be disappointed. If what Anankos said was true though, this time things would be different.
Severa pursed her lips and Inigo raised an eyebrow. Both watched expectantly as Owain took a deep breath and entered the stance they all knew to be Sekai's whenever he practiced magic. Keeping his eyes closed and feet squared, Owain remembered what he had heard his father say once while training Morgan. Clearing his mind and taking another deep breath, Owain pictured the energy in the tome coming through him, traveling through his body towards his hand. Feeling a surge of energy go through his body, Owain did his best to stay concentrated, imagining the energy then all meeting at his hand. Finally, as easy as he breathed, he simply pushed the energy away, opening his eyes to find a yellow ball of energy suddenly flying straight towards Anankos who easily swatted it aside.
Inigo's mouth fell wide open and Severa blinked in shock. While Owain was concentrating, they had watched the magical energy form up in front of his hand. The sight was shocking since not only had they watched him fail many times while trying, but also the orb appeared the exact same as whenever Sekai would fire one. His first time casting, and already Owain's seemed to be near Sekai's level.
Anankos smiled. "Given enough practice, you will one day surpass your father Owain."
Owain stared at his hand before he looked up. "You said earlier that if we helped you, you could help us find my father correct?"
Anankos nodded. "Yes. I don't know where he is now or how we'll find him or else we would do that first, but I have looked at the threads of his fate and I see the four of us meeting it at some point."
Owain nodded. "Alright, I'll go with you." He then looked at Inigo and Severa. "Inigo, Severa, you two- don't-"
"Don't even start Owain." Inigo smiled.
Severa nodded. "We're coming to."
Owain blinked before he smiled. "Thanks."
Anankos nodded. "Thank you. I don't know how I'll ever repay you three. All I can do is promise you three that if we succeed, I will do everything I can to insure that you three will get everything you desire."
Inigo smiled. "Oh you don't have to do all that Anankos."
"Speak for yourself." Severa muttered.
Inigo rolled his eyes. "Look, if you can help us find my Uncle, we'll consider it even."
Anankos smiled. "That will be for Owain. My question is what do you two want. Inigo? Severa?"
Severa blinked in confusion. "Huh?"
"What?" Inigo asked.
"Well, I AM a god of fate." Anankos said. "I can give you guys...almost anything you want."
"Almost?" Severa said.
Anankos nodded. "There are certain...laws even I keep. For example, I cannot raise the dead, nor completely erase another's will. Doing so is...well, it brings about consequences. So I can't do those kinds of things."
"Well, what can you give us?" Inigo said.
"Eternal life, youth, riches and fame." Anankos explained. "I can make you great rulers, warriors. I can insure the survival of your family lines for eternity, engrave your names in every history text. Name it, and it's yours."
Inigo and Severa went quiet, both visibly mulling over what they wanted. Owain looked at Anankos who returned the look with a nod, a sign that Owain was also included if he wanted something as well.
"I...I have a request." Severa said.
"Yes?" Anankos asked.
"Our home." Severa said. "You know, like...our original timeline. When we left it, it wasn't in the best condition. Can you do anything about that? Maybe bury the dead and restore life to it?"
Anankos pursed his lips and closed his eyes. After a moment he opened his eyes and smiled. "It is done. Your world, once barren and gray, is green again. And all who have died there have proper resting places."
Severa blinked in shock. It almost sounded to good to be true.
"Also," Anankos continued. "Your parents want you to know how proud they are of you, and how much they love you. I believe they used the word "Honey"."
Severa's eyes widened at the use of her father's nickname for her. She didn't even care that tears fell from her eyes as she looked down.
Inigo smiled. "Thank you Anankos. I...I can't think of anything I'd want."
"Well, just think on it." Anankos said. "You three will be able to communicate with me at anytime with these rings." he then pulled out three rings, each having a bright blue gemstone. "If I feel the need to tell you something, or you need to talk with me, then we will use these stones."
The three each took a ring and put it on, a soothing feeling coming upon them.
"Now, before we go, I must be honest." Anankos said. "I told you earlier that there are laws even I follow, and breaking them holds...consequences."
"Yes?" Severa said.
"Travel between worlds is...well, forbidden." Anankos explained. "Simply put, once we go to my world...you won't be able to return to this one."
"What!?" Owain exclaimed.
Anankos nodded. "Yes. The rings I gave you will give you power to return, but it will be a one way trip. And it will have it's own consequences."
"What are the consequences?" Inigo asked.
Anankos shook his head. "I don't know. All I know is that there will be some. They appear on the threads."
"So you see the paths people's lives go, but you can't see anything on it?" Severa asked.
Anankos smiled. "Not everything. Choice will always play a factor in a person's destiny."
"Is there anything else we need to know?" Owain asked.
"Just some basic things." Anankos said. "For one, you'll go by different names when in my world."
"Huh? Why?" Severa asked.
"Well," Anankos said, rubbing the back of his head. "It's weird. Worlds can bleed into each other in strange ways. In my world, your story is known in the form of a fictional novel called Retained Memories."
"Wait. Our lives are a BOOK!?" Severa exclaimed.
"Well, Sekai's more than yours." Anakos smiled.
The three blinked as they allowed that information to sink in. After a moment, Inigo snickered. "If Uncle ever finds out, he will be maaaddddd."
Owain chuckled awkwardly. "He'd probably go on a crusade to destroy all of the copies of this book."
Severa sighed. "All right, so we get new names. Cool. But what about these two?" She asked, jutting her thumb out at Inigo and Owain.
"Huh?" Owain said.
"What about us?" Inigo asked.
Severa narrowed her eyes at them. "In case you two forgot, your Marks of Naga?"
Inigo and Owain's eyes widened at that one. Owain's could be easier to hid so long as he wore long sleeve stuff, but Inigo's would be harder considering it was in his eye.
Owain rubbed his chin. "Maybe he can wear an eyepatch?"
"Don't worry." Anankos said. "I've thought about that. I'll just use illusion magic to hide the marks."
"Really?" Owain asked. "It'll be that easy?"
Anankos nodded. "It'll be a simple one. They'll just see what they expect to see."
"So, when are you going to put it on us?" Inigo asked.
"I already did." Anankos answered.
"Huh?" Owain went, looking at Inigo's eye where he still saw clearly the Mark of Naga. A quick look at his forearm still showed the Mark there. "But I still see them."
"Yeah. Cause you expect to." Anankos said. "Others will expect basic skin or a normal eye, so that's what they'll see."
Inigo nodded. "Cool. Well, when do we go?"
Anankos breathed. "We can leave now if you wish. Before we do, I want to give you all one more chance to back out. I know that-"
"Can it." Severa said.
"What?" Anankos asked.
"We're going. And not just because you said you'd help us find my father." Owain said.
Inigo nodded. "We're Shepherds. If there's someone in trouble who needs our help, we go."
Anankos blinked before he smiled. "Thank you."
"No problem." Inigo said.
Owain smiled before he looked down at his bag. Inside he knew was his father's journal, a journal which he had read many times over the past few months. It had been his guide, his map as he searched. And now he had found a way to get his father back. Reaching down he grabbed the bag and put it over his shoulder, before he looked at Anankos with a face of determination.
I'm coming Father, he thought.
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And there was my second chapter here in Divergent Fangs. I liked the Hidden Truths DLC, and it was nice to incorporate it into this story. It was also nice that I could give an extra reason for our Awakening crew here. Speaking of which, I am going to change one thing in my story here from what the game has. Owain, inigo, and Severa will retain their hair colors. It was only done in the game to prevent the kids from having "canon" fathers, but considering in this story they will, the kids will keep their hair colors. Here they are just for future reference.
Inigo- Blue Hair (Chrom is Father)
Severa- Orange Hair (Gaius is Father)
Owain- Gray Hair (Sekai is Father. Yes Sekai had black hair but after Grima's death, their hair colors turned gray)
Also, something to think about and I want your guys's inputs. I'm considering not including the children characters this time around (As much fun as I would have with Ophelia) simply because they feel to me like a gimmick. They have no impact on the plot, so it wouldn't be difficult to cut them out. That being said, the kids to have fun personalities and I do have soft spots for a few (Kana, Ophelia, Kiragi, Percy to name a few). Do you guys really want them included or are you okay with me just demoting them to being infants?
Anyways, fave, follow, review, and hope you all enjoyed.