A.N: Thanks to Mark of the Asphodel and Fire Emblem Wiki for showing that I was not spelling Fomortiis' name right! I've fixed the first chapter already so it will have the correct spelling! As for grammar and all that stuff, I will admit that I'm typing this rather cracky story for fun and don't go over it as thoroughly as I should…So, I'm gonna look for a beta reader soon who doesn't mind reading over the things I write! XD If anyone wants to offer, though, I am cool with that.
I feel as if Ashunera grew less snarky in this chapter. It's what I get for writing the bulk of this in school.
"This body is…much better than the last one."
"…Looks like you in your prime."
Ashunera was quite amused by the sight of Fomortiis, the smirk on his face grand and smug, as he sat there in King Renais' body. "I thought you couldn't escape your stone prison?" she asked. Ashunera WAS surprised, after all, when Fomortiis called her to speak with her in the King's grand room.
Fomortiis chuckled darkly, "The Sacred Stone of Rausten is only one. Its power is not quite as strong as Grado's." Ashunera did not deny the claim nor did she accept it as truth. Holy artifacts were touchy subjects amongst the divine after all.
"So," she started, "are you going to bathe the world in darkness again? Take control and warp the earth to your foul ways?"
"…No. Fate will only rally more heroes to stop me. I will focus on that later."
Ashunera does not deny this. The Yune half of her knew and the Ashera half of her knew. "Then what will you do then?" she asked. Fomortiis turned his head to glare off in the darkness.
"Is there anyone you miss so much you would do anything to bring them back?"
Ashunera knew where this was going but answered regardless, "I would…but I do not know if they would want that." She accepted this truth uttered by the Demon King with no arguments. Sephiran had calmed her, Altina and Soan she admired, and had valued Dheginsea's wisdom and judgment. Anything…is she knew of any way to bring them back she would.
"It is a shame," Fomortiis said giving a bitter laugh. "We are supreme deities but we cannot bring a simple human back to life? What a shame that is, Ashunera."
"We held those powers once," she replied. "But Bramimond took your power in a bargain made to you and Nergal sapped mine. It is a curse, Demon King. We beings provide humans with the power to change the world but they give nothing to us in return except for prayers and scorn." The silence is heavy, both taking in the facts presented to them. Once, people worshipped and feared them. They once could create and sculpt human life…only to have humans strip it away.
"I am going to seek Bramimond out," Fomortiis said. "I will regain my power and bring Elimine back."
"You cannot bring back someone whose body is already gone."
"That did not stop Nergal."
Silence again.
"She was buried in Etruria?" he asked. It is an answer that should not be said as Elimine HAD founded Etruria. Fomortiis sighed, "Then why is it a man who is similar to her that appears in Lycia?"
"I question how a man that looks like you back in the olden days appears on this earth."
They laughed together, both sounding bitter, both wanting to re-experience their glory days, and both wishing to understand. Understand why they are here and what their reason for still existing is. Ashunera sat down in the chair across from Fomortiis. "Are you going to Elibe?" she asked.
"I am, to Bern and Etruria. I will regain my powers from Bramimond, find her soul, and then head to Lycia to find this…Eliwood man and transfer her soul into his body."
"…She will not be pleased, she does not love you," Ashunera supplied.
"When who does she love?"
"Roland…Hartmut…I'm not quite sure it has been a while."
Ashunera gave a smirk of her own as she saw Fomortiis fume to himself. To see King Renais' regal form reduced to a slouched figure, darkened eyes, and a feral snarl on his face. "She was always close to one of them," he growled. His reaction did not fail to catch Ashunera's interest.
"This HAS been bugging me for a while now, but how exactly did you fall for Elimine?"
"Oh, that…see—"
A sharp knock on the door interrupted the Demon King. "Brother?" the sweet Princess of Renais (soon to be Queen of Frelia) asked through the door. "Brother, are you alright? Seth told me he heard you talking to someone as he passed by." Ashunera and Fomortiis took this as their cue to leave, Ephraim coming back into control of his own body. The Renais King shakily brought his hand up to cover one of his eyes, skin pale and clammy.
"N-no," Ephraim mumbled. "No…Demon King…you're supposed to be sealed away…gone!" The Demon King stirred in his head. A malevolent, wicked force that tickled his mind.
"Ephraim!" Eirika said again. "Are you talking with someone?"
"N-No, Eirika," he answered.
"But Seth said—"
A scream ripped its way out of Ephraim's throat, his body collapsing out of his chair. Eirika's fists started pounding on the door, knob jiggling frantically as her panicked yells echoed throughout the castle and penetrated through the wood of the door.
"Brother, BROTHER! EPHRAIM, ARE YOU OKAY!"
Fomortiis gave a sickening grin in Ephraim's head.
"Your body and your soul…are now mine…"
A.N #2: So…this, I feel, is not as good as the last one. So, now the vaguely there plot returns! It is so much fun to write about these gods who are barely touched upon in the games. If I have not stated this before, this ENTIRE STORY is written in good, crackalicious fun. Except…it seems as if I have crossed over the boundary of comedy and into angst and drama.
More of personality to be shown in the next few chapters which will come out I don't know when. I hope I can delve more into the whole "We're deities, why are we powerless" thing later as well.