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~We'll be coming down the mountain when we come ~We'll be coming down the mountain when we come.

Well what do you know; I finally got some good sleep! I feel great and I never felt so refreshed!

But now it's time for reflective thoughts on my situation to remind myself that I am not crazy.

So far: I found an ancient temple in the center of fictional continent, had a good talk with one of the main characters of the fictional continent and learning there might be some shred of her past showing to me that I didn't learn in the game, learned one of the other characters is in possession of a key to the great unknown, and learned from my giant, energy, blue, and cranky cosmic guide snake-thing that said great unknown has sent one of its lovely civilians here to destroy the timeline of this world and further it to a temporal collapse, which sounds like a bad thing. Now I am walking away from the ancient temple with a bunch of main characters to go save a dead woman.

Yep, that sounds perfectly sane.

+I can't tell; are you being sarcastic within your own mind?+

(Since I have the worst luck ever that involves something beyond proving me wrong as some form of joke, I decided that I too would like to troll myself to make me feel good about myself.)

+… what kind of backwater logic is that? You enjoy hurting yourself? What are you Emo now?+

(~How could this happen to m-)

+NO NO NO! Enough singing in your head! It's driving me crazy!+

(Well if a guy can't sing badly in his own thoughts then where can he sing?)

+Just talk to someone who isn't me for the next twenty four ho- years.+

(Haha, really funny Chronos.)

+…+

(...Sigh… 69 Heheh. Oh sex jokes, the thing we virgins like to pretend we know.)

+Stop right now, I'm cutting off communication with you for the next day. You have issues sir, issues!+

HA! It worked I trolled Chronos! This may seem like huge error in judgment, but I don't care! I enjoyed that feeling ooohhh…

"Knoll? What are you doing with your hands?"

I find myself rubbing my hands together like the many clichéd villains before me. I look to the person who talked to me, Virion, and say to him, "Just feeling a little chilly. I underestimated how cold it would be in the morning."

We did really just leave the temple and are heading back down a new path onward to Plegia. We already passed by the fog, and now the temperature is starting to rise the lower we get. Hopefully this will help me adjust to the heat later.

Virion nods and then tells me, "I had heard of your… quest within the temple."

"Really?"

"Quite so, you and our good friends Lucile and young Donnel had found a secret doorway, but you were too afraid to open it."

"Is that how the rumors are saying it? Hmm… maybe I was afraid, oh well." I don't really mind what they say about me.

"Sir? Some are calling you a coward!" Virion seemed rather surprised that I wasn't taking my pride any seriously, or at least what I thought he was doing.

"Virion I know you mean well, but I don't let rumors or what other people say bad about me matter. I let my actions define who I am, and I'm not afraid to be myself even though I know I have so many flaws. I learned all of this from my family, the stories I read, and my friends."

"That was very well said." Virion asks.

As we turn around a corner I say, "I may not look it, but I had a- a… Oh gosh…"

Virion stared at what we all saw after the turn: it was a bandit camp. There was a mountain fort filled with bandits.

Dead bandits.

The fort was painted with the blood of the mountain bandits and it was still seen from up here even though we were a good half mile above them. Some of the fort was on fire and it looked like the bandits tried to fight but didn't stand a chance.

"What- what happened here?" Virion stared at the carnage.

Chrom's voice echoes again, "Everyone! Move in and find any survivors!" we all hurried our pace. The bandits were bad people but none of them deserved such brutal death.

Despite being above slightly high, we arrived at the mountain fort fairly quickly. It was far worse inside the fort then what we saw from above. I actually saw Ricken and a few of the others barfing out of the disgusting sight we saw.

We now saw the bodies of the bandits- or which pieces were left untouched. They almost didn't look like they were killed by anything earthly. In one body, the bandit's skull was half eaten off and the other half frozen in a mix of terror and pain as half of his face was mauled on by some demonic creature. Another literally had his torso ripped from his legs, his spine was showing and was drowning in his own blood; there was no sign of cut from a blade or feel as if magic had cut him cleanly, Something grabbed him and ripped him in half. No matter which or how disgustingly brutal each bandit died, they all had the same look in their face: Pure terror mixed with pain.

"Oh gods… Who- no, what could have done this?" Chrom said.

"Milord… look at this symbol." Frederick shows one of the insignia the bandits wore. "These are no ordinary bandits, they call themselves The Rams a skilled group of mountain bandits who were excellent at defending at anyone who tried to attack their fort, and famous for causing trouble to any military force that entered their territory. To think such warriors were slaughtered effortlessly… this is an ill omen." Frederick looked worried and he almost looked scared. What could have happened?

"Something feels off about how they died…" Lucile came over to us. She was looking specifically around the entrance area. "It looks as if the enemy came from right above them, like where we were from, but obviously only the lucky ones got to even touch the gate. If you notice their bodies, most of them are facing the place we entered; I think they tried to escape. And whatever thing was here it wasn't alone, the bodies show there was more than one way they died: claw marks, fang marks, poisoning, or brute strength. I truly doubt even Risen were capable of such carnage."

I start to say something, "Captain? Should we search inside for… I know this may sound inconsiderate, but maybe we should collect any weapon that wasn't destroyed and see if their gold and supplies was taken to help us in our march to Plegia."

Chrom thinks about it for a moment, "… No your right Knoll, bad things happened here, but we still need all the help we can get for rescuing Emm and it would be a waste if other bandits where to take their weapons or misuse their gold. Men! Scout the building and find any leftover stache of weapons, supplies, or gold!"

I found myself walking these crimson hallways. Only a few of the Shepherds went in to help volunteer look for anything that can help us and fewer of the normal soldiers came with us. Along with Streaky, a private soldier named Set is helping us look for the free supplies.

"Sir what if whatever killed these men, is still in here?" He was scared in his voice.

I didn't feel that scared for some reason; I felt more pity than scared, but I tell him, "Don't worry Streaky and I will by you enough time to escape and tell the others. That is a worst case scenario, Streaky here also has sharp senses, and if there was something here I bet she would have sensed it."

"But what if the smell of all this blood is covering the scent of the thing?" he asks.

"Well then worst case scenario."

"How could you be so calm?" He asks.

"… I'm not; I'm trouble as you are, but all I could do now is focus in helping Captain Chrom in saving our beloved Exalt. It is scary, but there are a lot of things we also need to worry about more right now. Oh and I remember something Lucile said the blood was dried up a few days ago so it's more than likely that whatever was here left already." I tell him.

"But-"

"Trust me Set, doubts will only pile up. Instead of doubting start planning, so when it does happen you can act instead of reacting. Example if the beast is still here, you don't just scream, quickly run from it in the opposite direction and find someone quickly." I cannot even begin to tell you how much anime I watched to learn about this.

"I-I see… You're right Sir, thank you."

"No problem, here let's try this room." I push two big doors and we find what seemed to be the leader's room. There was a map of the mountain in the middle table, but it was covered in blood. The leader was on the floor. He was a berserker with a weird mustache and had the same look the rest of his men did but…

"Is he alive?" I ask and I bend over to check his pulse. I notice he holds a killing axe, so I pick it up and hand it to Set.

"Why would you say that sir?" Set asked as he started shaking his lance, and he kept the axe somewhere… how does the units carry more than one item anyway? I even struggle to carry two weapons, but I digress.

I check his body for any sign of poisoning or other injuries. "I don't see any sign of this guy being hurt or wounded… Get a medic in here if you can to check on him. Streaky, go with Set here, I think you're better at finding people than Set right now."

They both left the room. I try to feel for a pulse in his hand, but he is chubby and I can't really feel his veins. I try to get up and look around the room.

But something grabbed my hand tightly from going away.

"Re..res…" The leader was alive, but he was struggling to speak. He clung to my hand almost desperately. I actually felt his arm almost slipping from that hold.

"Hold on we are getting a medic, you will be fine just stay with me. Though, you will have to pay for your crimes after you're healed." I tell him.

He focuses on me better and seems to calm down, but he still seems to be in pain. He then said something that caught me off guard, "Ar- are you… The Restorer? Are you Knoll Highlander?"

"Wha- how di you know my name?!"

His grip tightens, "You must flee Restorer! They showed me who you are! They showed me the truth of this world! Woe to us all, Woe to us all!" he started crying. I felt as if this man who once did evil things shamelessly was shown something far more horrible and it changed him.

I looked to him shocked. He knew I was the Restorer? "How do you know that? What do you mean by Truth? Who are you talking about?!"

He started coughing blood. One of his eyes complete lost its pupil, but his other still looked into mine. "You *Cough!* and Chronos… UGH! You are the only ones who can save us… but… UGWAAAHH!" he starts having some sort of seizure but he keeps speaking as if he is desperate to tell me something.

"B-b- be careful Knoll. Because you are the only ones to stop them… they will all hunt you… if they get you then… then the-they… they wi…" His last eye went completely white and he suddenly stopped moving. His hand let go and he was for sure dead this time.

I-i-I need some air…

I see Streaky come in with Set and the medic.

"Sir are you alright? You look so pale." Set asked me.

I need to talk. "Uh… I- I. S-sorry the guy is dead. I need to go clear my head for a moment."

I head out of the building as quickly as possible. I found a little corner that looks into the horizon. The view stretched on to what looked to be a dessert for miles. I think I'm far enough to start panicking now.

Dear Lord! What was that?! WTF?! These things are after me? Sunnuva- that is so unfair! It was hard enough to deal with the war, but wtf is this? I so wish Chronos was here, but of course like some bad fanfiction, I decided to trick him away, gosh!

I breathe in and exhale.

Screw it, by now I should remember I just gotta do things myself and remember help will only come when I don't need it the most, so basically all other clichés in a hero story. Like I told Set, I have to plan not doubt. Funny, I owe my calmness and all to these guys who were supposed to be fictional characters. I just hope things will all work out in the end.

Clearing my head, I go back to Chrom and Lucile. Both of them are inspecting some of the weapon staches we found.

"Oh Knoll how was your Patrol?" Chrom asked.

"I found a killer axe and… oddly enough I found the leader's body…"

"What's so odd about that?" Lucile asked.

"There is no other way to say this, but he was alive." I think I'll just tell them some of what he said.

They both look surprised at me, but Lucile says, "You said was."

I rub the back of my head and respond with, "Somehow his body had no damages, but his head was completely screwed from within. Some of his last words was about repenting and how the end was nigh. He ended up dying trying to warn me about something."

"And what was it?" Chrom asked.

"Sorry, he died before he could say it."

Chrom looks away for a while quiet, before saying, "Well we have no choice but to keep it for another day. Most of their gold and weapons were intact so this helps us greatly." He inhales then seems to just speak his thoughts, "Even if the war is over… Something bad will happen won't it?"

With Chrom looking like that… It makes me wonder… Did I cause all of this mayhem?

With all of the enemies treasures secured. We continued down the mountain path. Time seemed to move quickly as we found ourselves trekking the dessert. And oh gosh is it hot!

We have been marching for a good three hours and once more and the scenery is looking more like chapter 8 now. So if I'm right, we will soon stop for hopefully a water break, Lucile and Chrom will talk battle strategy like usual, and Frederick with the scouts will detect Nowi and Gregor. This will hopefully get things back on track and if not it might give me time to think about what the guy's message was.

I notice how the group was heading towards a nearby oasis. I guess this is it.

A little later after giving Streaky like two of my rations on drinks, which I poorly underestimated how much a wolf with thick fur would needed to be hydrated a lot to survive the day here,(It's much cooler in the night.) Frederick came to me.

I greet him, "Yo, Frederick what's up?"

"Knoll, I want you to lead our scout force to check the area." He told me-

… I have to do this? I sigh and say, "Yeah sure fine. Hey! Stahl, can I ask you to look after Streaky for a while? She needs more water because of the fur, which maybe I should trim off…"

Streaky looks at me and growls.

"Never mind just give her my share of water will ya?"

"Alright Knoll." Stahl brings his horse over, while I follow Frederick.

"So Frederick, I'm leading a scouting force? I think this is my first reconnaissance mission."

"We have located some towns nearby huge skeletal remains of a great dragon. There were odd signs of movement, so we are sending you along with a small group to scout the area."

"Ah I see so how many people are following me?" I ask.

"We will use only a small group, so you will lead five people." Frederick gives me something familiar. "Take this telescope; it should help you spot things easier. The lens has been re designed by Anna so the heat won't distort the vision." Frederick leads me to a bunch of people.

Or band of misfits…

Frederick then introduces these people. "Knoll this is zeta platoon. The myrmidon is Heath, the archer with green hair is Kara, the soldier without a helm is Lance, the mage is Mirt, and the mercenary is Wendy. Good bye Knoll." Frederick leaves me alone with the Zeta platoon? I didn't even know there were code named platoons here. The army is such an odd place.

"Well hello folks-"

"Let's get one thing straight, bub." The myrmidon tells me. "Just because you're a Shepherd doesn't mean you can boss us around!" He yells at me in a tough guy-like manner. "I make the calls here, ME! Heath Kaldon!"

The mercenary girl comes over and punches heath in the head, "Sorry about that sir Heath here has huge ego problems. I'm Wendy Gunil." She seems reasonable and cool headed of the group.

I respond, "Oh it's alright, I'm sure we will all get along just fin-" odd… I can't feel the air circulation within my neck.

"WHA- WHAT DO YOU MEAN "get along" THIS ISN"T A CLUB YOU-" She was choking my neck.

I saw he soldier come over, "Wendy! You're killing our commanding officer again! What did we tell you on keeping that anger in control?" Again? Frederick you dastard! You left me with a group of crazy people!

The solider named Lance restrained Wendy and allowed me to breathe again. "Thanks" I say.

"Oh I am so sorry, I'm Lance Keil. Allow me to introduce everyone else before we set off: The archer is Kara Toran, and our mage is Mirt Hue."

"Well nice to know that; OK are you guys ready for the scout?"

"Yes another easy and boring mission…" Kara complained.

"… Excuse me?"

"Don't mind Kara sir; she is just complaining how we have only been getting easy missions so far." Mirt tells me.

"Easy!? Try boring! All we've done so far is staying in the back! When Plegia attacked the Long Fort we were given orders to stay put and back up."

Lance told her, "Kara we've only recently joined the army, what do you expect?"

I tell these people, "That's enough for now. We are on a mission to save The Exalt; don't be so quick to find trouble. Now come on, we have a job to do people… Say, do any of you know which direction we are supposed to go?"

They all looked at me shockingly mixed with disappointment.

"Nothing on the northeastern view sir." Lance told me.

"Alright." I look around with the telescope it's really hot out but it's also windy there might be a sandstorm soon. "Mirt what's your report?"

"ZZZZZ…"

Is he sleeping while standing up? "Mirt… WAKE UP!"

"Uh wha- sorry *yawn* I sometimes fall asleep in the job." Mirt groggily wiped his eyes.

"… Fine, so what's your report?" I ask.

"Zzzzzz…"

"… Wendy what's your status?"

"Oh you're asking me?! Just because you can't get a report from Mirt, you don't use me to escape your problems!"

Lance then came over and tried to calm the unusual raging Wendy down.

… It's just a recon mission Knoll, it's just a recon mission. Just recheck your area with the telescope one more time and silently plan to spike Frederick's next meal.

Alright let's see, this area is a lot like chapter eight; I think we are even in the starting area of the level but there is a lack of enemies. Odd… why are there no enemies here? Wasn't Nowi and Gregor supposed to be surrounded here or are we to early?

Lance tapped my shoulder, "Sir, I think you need to see this… look over to the oasis in the distance, right next to the huge skeleton." He pointed to the direction he described and I took a look with my telescope.

True enough I saw a large group of people gathered around an opening into the giant skeleton. I tried to fix my telescope to see better and then I saw… Is that a dragon they are keeping tied down on a cart?!

Crud!

I look again, I see it really is a green dragon muzzled and struggling to break free and I see a huge man in chains being dragged and pushed by these people. However these people are wearing something that really stands out to me: they are wearing a symbol of the eyes I saw in the temple.

Something is telling me those are not the Grimleal.

Kara spoke, "Is… Was that a?"

I don't know how this happened but I can't let them get Nowi and Gergor. "Mirt! Wake up and give the report of what we saw to Captain Chrom! Tell him that a bunch of odd Grimleal have captured a man and a dragon and brought them into their hideout under the skeleton. Everyone else, we have to get there quickly and try to save those people!"

Wendy (witch) started complaining "Are you Crazy?! We can't last agians-"

"ENOUGH! I am not going to let those people die nor have their bodies desecrated because of an evil cult! And I am not stupid enough to charge in there like a maniac! We need to go in there and somehow distract them long enough for us to save the two and last until Captain and the others get here. Now kindly Shut Up and move!" I prepare a steel sword and an iron sword just to be ready to pull out, and we head towards the area.

"Sir?" Kara asked as we all kept our pace toward to the secret hideout. "Do you have an idea what the base of a cult like the Grimleal is like?"

"… I imagine we are going to see some disturbing things, which is all the more reason to save those prisoners." I tell her, remembering the previous exalt's secret chamber.

We end up by the secret entrance, a dark place where even the intense sunlight almost vanishes in this place. The place looks like a giant fort inside the hollow Jurassic fossil. I signal the team to move to around the main entrance and search for another entrance. We move along inside the bones of the skeleton.

"Hey sir." Heath tells me. "Maybe we could enter through there." He points to a window

We all sneak in slowly; however, it's all to dark here. Then we walk along the creepy hall ways and suddenly something soft is heard.

"Wha- what's that?!" Kara starts to shake in fear.

"Shh! Walk slowly…" in the end of a hall way we walk a dim light is seen. I recognize to be the light of a lot of lit candles from my local church once, but candles here is never a good thing.

Some odd chanting is heard echoing through the walkways.

"Nautar-sarun-ixitar-barundo-vali- Nautar-sarun-ixitar-barundo-vali- Nautar-sarun-ixitar-barundo-vali…"

At the end of the hallway, we find some odd balcony looking down on three floors below. We make sure not to stand out to much and inspect the horrible scene before us.

A large group of cloaked cultist circled around Nowi, who was still in her dragon form, she was in some scary looking magic circle around her with the middle symbol written across her chest. Despite her wailing and struggling, the symbol written over her tail, wings, and lower neck prevented her from moving.

"LET GO OF ME! STAY AWAY FROM ME! *Sob* LET ME GO!" I saw that Nowi was really scared of all of this; I even saw her starting to cry. Gosh, none of this was supposed to happen!

"It can talk?" Heath said in disbelief.

"It must be a manakete." Wendy said, to which I nodded in agreement. "They are very rare dragons that can take human-like forms. I'm surprised the Grimleal here were able to find and capture such a legendary thing."

Lance tapped me on the shoulder, "Sir what do we do now? And what about the other prisoner?"

"Right… first we gotta see if we can go lower. I now half wish Mirt was here; I would have asked him if any of those magic symbols meant anything. Stay close, watch each other's back, and be quiet the stakes are higher here than any fight we've been in yet." This is also the first time I'm leading a team.

… I need to focus or we may all get killed.

We head down one floor and make our way to cross the balcony area just below our original position, but the chanting suddenly stops abruptly.

…

We all look down again a pathway opens up from the circle and out comes one man who one would presume is the leader of the group. He is followed by two followers who have poor Gregor chained up and unable to move. The leader removes his hood and I recognize him to be the boss of chapter eig-

&^%!

What the ^!% is that?!

I put my hand over my mouth because I didn't want to make any sound what so ever. I look over to my group who were just as scared and whom also put their own hands on their mouth to prevent a word.

Oh dear God… I don't remember this boss having a third eye.

The boss raises his hands into the sky and starts to talk.

"Hello noble dragon. How are you this fine day?" he walks around in a circle around Nowi.

"LET ME GO!... PLEASE… *Sob*"

"Tell me…" he quickly goes to her left wing. He drops down and starts sniffing and smelling it. He puts his nose to touch the pretty scales of Nowi.

"STOP!" Nowi screams but she still has no control over her body.

Gregor tries to move but he doesn't even seem to bother the cultist holding him down.

The boss stops sniffing and stands back up. "So tell me… are you afraid?"

"*Sob* *Sniff* YES…"

"I CAN"T HERE YOU! ARE YOU AFRAID?!" He stops on her neck.

"*Cough* *Whimper* YES…"

Heath whispers, "That dastard!"

"Shh!" we all shush him even though he was very quiet when he said that. He was right though, I don't care if his entire head was an eye, no one does that to a fellow huma- living being.

I signal everyone to move downward more, and while we continue to move down, he keeps talking.

"Yes… Oh yes…" As we pass the next floor, I spot him hugging his body as if torturing was his great pleasure.

A sadist, why am I not surprised, but why am I so scared?

He starts some kind of speech "Fellow Metians! Before us right now is a dragon, a being of great power. Their species have inspired great fear upon mortals and respect among monsters. For ages however, they ran rampant upon the mortal realm causing mayhem and destruction upon the elements, which caused great trouble for our brethren within this world to continue fixing their homes destroyed and smeared by the dragons. This day is different! Today we no longer "fix"; no longer will we "maintain". Yesterday we "became" but now we will "be!" I will begin the ritual to put my essence within the dragon and be the first to be a step closer to "his" ideal being! We will no longer work but rule! This is the day!" he screamed at the top of his lungs.

We get to the floor right above them; the last balcony level right before the lower floor. The leader walks slowly toward Nowi, but he suddenly stops.

"We have been blessed, my brethren. This is the day we shall evolve become things beyond that of both divine and fell. And we shall gift the being that inspired this glorious revolution with a thing he will forever be grateful for."

I wonder if he is talking about the Interferer- wait... oh God no, please no.

"Isn't that right?" He turns around and he looks in our direction.

Sugar Honey Ice Tea.

"Knoll Highlander?!"

First off: I am so sorry for uploading so late. I had a lot to do over the week. I might be a little slow also in uploading in the next week as well.

The story:

Alright things are getting worse as unknown beings start killing people. I wonder what could have done such carnage? Is it related to the temple in the previous chapter? Or does it belong to the work of the Interferer's hand?

Knoll really messed up this time. He accidently shooed away Chronos just because he was feeling hyper and refreshed from his first good night's sleep in a while.

The timeline is twisted once more as the Grimleal are eradicated and replaced with these unknown beings. How will this affect the timeline? What is the course the first major war will end to?

Oh one little note: I put all of Nowi's dialogue in caps because I think that while in her dragon form, she has a loud voice even when she doesn't try to talk loud.

The first saga in this story is coming to a close soon. I plan that maybe this story might be four to five sagas long so… err Woot! I'm almost ¼ or 1/5 done with the story!

Sigh…

I actually want to include a few notes from the previous chapter because I didn't make any notes because I thought it would be cool. But I don't know how people felt to it.

I feel kind of weird because oddly enough I think my story actually lacks Shepherds presence. I'm totally going to focus around that in the later chapters as the first saga comes to a close.

Basically from the last chapter:

I want to put more stories into things that were not explained like Donnel's mysterious stone and Lucile's mother.

I thought I could include something that would what I imagine how these things would be like and I plan to put a little more back story from the supports conversations of other people.

I have other things I want to address; however I still am pressed for time so I am ending it here.

Thank you for reading.

=?=

A man walks in a room and tries to talk to someone behind a desk.

"You wanted to see me sir?"

"Yes… You see, it has come to my attention that soon Plegia and Ylisse shall soon clash metal for the life and future of the woman named Emmeryn."

"Yes… this might not have happened if I had killed her back at her castle."

"Now now Marvo, I actually am so thankful for that. You and Cross were able to the dirty job I needed you to do."

"You're quite sneaky on that boss, you offered Validar help in this just so you could cloak your intention of killing the Ylissean hierarch. None of us still know why you did that."

"I thought you said you didn't care what I do as long as I pay you all properly."

"True, but you gotta admit you are a very mysterious fellow. Even Deceit and Psych are creped out by you. But whatever, enough of the small talk now, what do you need me for?"

"I believe that a victory for either party would hamper my goals, or in this case, our goals. The life or death of The Exalt has been rather problematic on my estimates."

"How?"

"It's a personal matter for me to know, old chap. Now, according to these data I calculated, if either wins or lose, we all lose. However, what if they were to have a draw? Then there is great potential for us in that."

"Whoa whoa, that's like choosing "or" in "Life or Death" that's impossible."

"Not quite, I have a plan. I need you and Adrenaline to head to Plegia's execution area."

"Hmm. Before if anyone was to order that, I would have said that was crazy but I would still do it. Now, I have a fancy new sword I have been itching to try out. So yeah I'll take this challenge. What do you want us to do?"

"Listen carefully Marvo, because I shall not repeat myself."