Time to answer some reviews:

Ace: Well, development for villains will come, just not as soon as the others. Eh, at least we still have fewer children characters than first gen. Lena has been introduced, just under an alias.

Pyro: We still have two more that were introduced under aliases(one a fairly easy name to figure out) and three others who have not been shown at all.

Cormag: Yeah, the entire time I wrote it I was wondering if anyone would be able to follow it and refusing to space things out more because I'm strict about my wordcounts in most cases.

Disclaimer: I don't own Fire Emblem, as I have stated the last twenty times.

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Soren pov

I leapt back, maneuvering through the striking limbs of risen. When I came up I decapitated one before returning to the same procedure, sighing. We had already wasted a week on this shit, fighting off a bunch of vegetarian risen because some Anna with a Roseannean accent was having problems with her crop this year.

The worst part of it was that the damned things grew back faster than the crops they were after. You kill a squad, and another one took its place within ten minutes. Even with us fighting until we had worn ourselves ragged every day, the crops were still going down at the same pace. The only benefit we were getting from this was training, the living training dummies being perfect for working on one's fighting style.

All in all, this was the worst outrealm we had been to so far. That was saying something considering we had entered one outrealm where everyone had blue hair and was named Chrom, another in which everything was the same but with everyone's genders being swapped, and yet another in which we saw a guy named Siegfried completely decimating his friends in combat, with us being too inexperienced to provide them aid.

There wasn't really even anything particularly interesting about the world other than the risen being vegetarians. The only other thing there was to this realm was mindless fighting against a ton of weak risen along with a few others that would kick our asses if we faced them.

In the other rows of the field, I saw Geralt placing traps and throwing fireballs, hoping to at least thin the risen numbers a little before we left.

Christian was in manakete form, although she was only swatting the risen aside with her claws with the fear that her flames would burn the crop down along with the risen. Tight spaces weren't exactly the best place for a dragon to be fighting, but she had no combative abilities aside from her manakete form. She could heal or raze, and there was no real in between for her.

Xane simply looked bored as he blasted the enemy with tornadoes of dark energy. As none of the risen were able to fight from a range and Xane had the highest amount of magical strength of the group- and a fair amount of control as well- the risen weren't able to accomplish very much against him. He didn't have the raw power or speed that Julius had, opting more for the slightly bulkish style that Laurent had, but these enemies simply had too little resistance to last against him.

I couldn't take anymore "Guys, we're going to another outrealm. Maybe we'll find one where we can actually make a difference soon, but let's take the week off for now."

"Where are we going?" Christian asked.

"Kira told me about this Chon'sin style spring in one realm, I'd like to check the place out."

"That sounds amazing!" Tiki had told Christian about much of the Chon'sin culture, and the girl had on occasion mentioned her wish to see some of these things for herself.

"I thought you would enjoy it, let's go." We all left, dragging away Geralt who expressed his wishes to help this Anna. We shut him up, reminding him that he only wanted to help because the woman sounded like someone from his home, and was not, in fact, from Roseanne.

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"So you want to go to the hot springs? Here is a map, show me where in the realm you wish to start at."

I stepped forward quickly, and in my haste I failed to notice the rather large rock right next to her. With one false step, I tumbled into the gate.

I grimaced as I went through, praying my inattentiveness would not get me killed. The get had not been set to a location at the time, so I could have ended up in pretty much any outrealm. Even worse, if I couldn't find an Anna then I would be stuck here forever, or at the very least a very long time until the one over our gate tracked me down.

The gate opened, spitting me out right over a building. From what I could see, the place seemed to be a moder location like in some of the movies that Kira had replicated from his world and had talked me into watching.

I landed on the roof before rolling and falling for three stories onto the pavement. I landed on the ground and blacked out.

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"Hey boss, we've got a cosplayer or something over here, what do you want to do with him?" A voice woke me up. I opened my eyes, seeing a blurry vision of a group of men, numbering at four or five, it was difficult to tell with how my vision was blurring. There looked to be about two lean men carrying knives, two bukier men, one wielding a thick slab of wood and another holding some form of slender club with nails driven through it, the last, most likely the leader, was about a medium build. Concealed on his person were a few knives, thin switch-operated blades, throwing knives, and one thick knife that was built for usage in a legitimate battle, the time a thief would bring to the battlefield. In addition to that, in his pocket was a gun, a ranged weapon that I had only seen once before in person, although I had seen them many times in movies. He wore a strange billowing purple coat that covered his entire body including one eye, the other visibly yellow.

The leader looked me over, before grabbing Clarent and inspecting the blade. "This blade seems real, and it also seems to hold a certain power to it. Take him with us, master Nergal may want him for some of his experiments, and if not then we can simply sell it to Sterling. This man will make a fine tool, if my observations are correct." The man pointed his gun at my head "You should get up if you wish to survive, but if you do not then I can speed things up a bit." I stood up, thinking through a plan.

I soon realized that there was a simple way through: While a gun can beat a sword, it wouldn't be all that effective against tactical magic.

I merged with the shadows, appearing behind the cloaked man.

The man turned around, but I was faster. Before he could raise his hand, my blue flames had reached his hands, forcing to toss the gun from pain. The gun fell towards the ground.

But it never landed.

A new figure entered the battle quickly grabbing the gun. The figure was a woman wearing all black, with a hood covering her head and gloves over her hands. Under the hood I could see a flash of red similar to that of an Anna.

The woman pointed at one of the men, their leader having already abandoned the men to their deaths, probably considering them to be too expendable to risk his life over.

"Oh gods, it's that YPD bitch again."

"I'm an informant, actually. I'm able to get men arrested just like cops, but I don't have to deal with any of those restrictions limiting our abilities." The woman smirked "As long as I don't leave any DNA evidence, I can do whatever I like." That explained the getup.

"Hey, don't shoot them." I told the woman.

"And why is that?"

"I want to at least give these guys a chance." I said with a smirk.

"You're a cocky one, I like that." The woman grinned before rushing at one of the knife wielders, yanking the man's blade right of of his slack hand. With a single swift motion, the woman slit the thug's throat and pulled her hand out before the blood could splatter on her.

The man with the spiked club struck out at me and I smirked. I held out my off hand and guarded, the club failing to pierce the light mail it was stitched with. I cast bolganone and the man's club immediately burst into flames, soon consuming the man as well.

I charged at the other and lashed out with Clarent. The man had no time to react before my blade was in his stomach. I pulled the blade out and fired a basic thunder spell to make sure his nervous system was fried.

I looked over, seeing that the woman had taken out her second foe as well. It was surprising how simple that fight was. If you take away their guns, then their leader was the only decent fighter they had. If he had understood magic then I probably would have been dead already.

"So, you're from another outrealm, huh?" The woman said, more of a statement than a question.

"Yes, how did you know?"

"Well, you don't see many sword wielding mages around here, so it was a fair guess. My aunt can help you get back, just follow me. My name is Jett Cassidy, by the way."

"Soren." I said as I followed the woman.

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Jett led me over to a place called Annamart, which I guess explained how she knew about the outrealms. Jett's aunt apparently was the guardian of the gate here, although it rarely got any use because magic did not exist in this world aside from said gate, so very few people could even comprehend the idea of the gate, let alone know there was one under a department store.

Inside I met with Gaius, Anna, and my sister.

"Morgan, it's so nice to see you!" I said.

"Um, do I know you?"

"Hello? I'm your older brother Soren."

"I have no siblings." Morgan replied.

"Well, I guess we have one of those outrealm people you told me about, Anna." Gaius said before turning to me. "Hello Mr. Alien, I do not believe there is a version of you in our world, but I guess I can check." Soren looked at me closely, then pulled a picture and showed it to me. "Does your father by chance look anything like this?"

I looked over the picture. There was only one big difference "Yeah, the only difference is that my dad has black hair."

Gaius sighed "Well, our world's version of your father just so happens to be the most wanted man in the world, Robin Sterling." Gaius said, and after a moment spoke again "Why aren't you surprised, Mr. Alien?"

"Well, considering the fact that my dad became the host of Grima in my world, nothing would surprise me at this point. You could literally tell me that Kellam, the nice invisible knight, was a well-known murderer and I wouldn't be shocked."

"Well…."

"Are you serious? Well, I guess the quiet ones are always the most dangerous after all. Hmm, maybe I should compare some notes. Have you met a woman named Crimson?"

"No, I don't believe I have. Why?"

"Well, I guess that means Silver hasn't been born."

"Silver? Wait, was this Gaius' wife in your world?" Anna asked, a faint blush flashing across her face for a second before going away. Anna seemed to be pretty defensive about Gaius, maybe there was a little something going on there?

"Yeah, anyway…" We continued to talk, learning about each other's worlds. It seemed that in this world, many people of legend were gathered within one time period. Said people were also gathered in various factions, many of which conflicting each other. There were even a few men who were known for their good deeds who were employed by terrorist groups. It also seemed that none of the dragon's envoys were in this world, and neither were their children. There was also this man named Colby, who may or may not be the same Colby I met in Vincent's outrealm.

I finally prepared to leave "Hey Anna, can you send a message to the guardian of my gate? There is another outrealm I would like to visit before I head to the springs, so I will need her to watch over the place and get me down there from my current destination."

"Sure, just tell me the world and make sure I have your message done properly." Anna and I looked over my plans, and soon I left for the next world.

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I entered a wide hall full of risen. These were not your normal risen either, they were all deadlords. Each one was designated one of twelve ceremonial names: Mus, Bovis, Tigris, Lepus, Draco, Anguilla, Ovis, Simia, Gallus, Canis, or Porcus. Typically these would always come in groups of twelve, but this time there were nine extra, making a number of forty five.

I knew that I would never survive fighting all of them, but there was only one I was interested in seeing. "Bring my teacher to me! I wish to spar with him for one last time." These risen were the shepherds that Grima had killed in another outrealm. In this outrealm, Grima had already one and was i the process of killing each of the divine dragons one by one.

One of the risen, an Anguila, walked up to me. "I will fight you, but we will adhere to the laws of this realm. We do not intend to send all of our troops , but if you cannot at least defeat me then you shall perish where you stand. Do you accept, Soren?" The man asked in an almost sad tone.

"Yes, that will be fine." I said, and my former teacher charged at my with a copy of mercurius. The man was an Anguilla in name alone, and held the difference of not riding a mount from the others of his kind. Kira had lost the ability to use his blade when he became a risen, but his new one would more than suffice.

Using sword magic, I was able to muster up the strength to deflect the blow. I used shadow travel to try and slide by his defenses but I was too slow.

"You will have to try better to trick me, Soren. I was the one who taught you that after all."

I shadow traveled again, launching a blast of bolganone at the Anguilla before rushing at him with my blade again. This time I managed to score a small gash on the risen's leg.

I was met with a crushing blow from Mercurius, throwing me towards the wall. I fell over to the ground with a loud thunk.

The risen struck at me yet again, and I barely managed to dodge. Even without the ability to use his trump, Kira was still much faster than me, and he was exceedingly strong for a corpse. The only advantage I had in my position was the fact that Kira had no tome on him, which merely made it more ridiculous that I was losing this badly.

I raised my hand, feeling a rush of power. Massive spires of dark energy rushed towards Kira, landing several small gashed and a few large ones. This was the power of Grima's Truth.

I charged again, my flames growing to a massive height and joined by a new aura of dark energy. This time I pushed Kira back, and I kept a huge rush of strikes going to prevent him from recovering.

I unleashed yet another powerful strike, but that was the worst mistake I could have made. Kira placed Mercurius against the side of my blade, parrying.

When Kira's blade came around I was met with the force of both my attack and his. The only reason I wasn't split in half was that Kira struck with the flat of his blade, and that alone was enough to break bones.

I was helpless, forced to watch as Kira brought down Mercurius once more. "I'm sorry, but I must follow the laws of the realm, and that law is to kill any trespassers." And with that, Kira brought down the final blow.

But it never came. I heard the clang of metal as a new blade was brought into the fray. Kira's blow was completely prevented by a man in a tactician cloak.

"Khrow…" Kira said "You do realize what this means?"

"Don't fret over such things. I'm fairly certain we can make an exception for my son. Maribelle, if you'd please."

I felt my wounds healing at an amazingly fast rate, and I stood up again. "Why would you help me after all that you have done to us?" I asked my father, and was immediately pulled into a hug.

"I'm so sorry for everything that has happened to you, Soren. I was unable to hold off Grima's influence. The dragon's resolve was just too strong, he truly believed his actions to be just."

"And here I am, plotting to kill my world's version of you."

"I trust whatever decision you make on the matter." My father's risen said to me, what seemed to be a tear forming in his eye.

"What?"

"Even if you take my life, it will be fine. I'm sure that your world's version of me will say the same. To a parent, the child is more important than the parent's life. Hell, the child is the parent's life, in a way. There is nothing I would not give up for the sake of you and Morgan, be it my life or the whole world. You can make whatever decision you wish, and it will still be the proper choice in my eyes."

"Thank you. Thank you so much, Father."I wasn't going to back out on my decision, no matter how much I wished to let my selfishness take over. Geralt, Julius, Silver, Xane, Christian, Lucy. I was doing this for all the other shepherds. My own loss was nothing compared to the loss of all of them. That went double for Lucina. I don't want to see that girl cry for anything other than happiness again. I knew it would be impossible, but I would try my hardest to do so.

A Mus came up, wielding Gradivus "I trust you to take care of my daughter, as well. The others too, of course, but if anything happens to my daughter I will cross the gate just to hunt you down."

"Shouldn't you be getting to your friends now?" My father asked, reminding me of my prior obligations. I said my farewells and left.

It was time for a week of relaxation, rivalry with Gralt, trying to stop Xane from doing anything stupid like peek in on the baths that a manakete happened to be bathing in, and letting Christian see the closest thing to Chon'sin we would be able to visit until the Valm war. I smiled to myself, this would be a fun week.

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And there's yet another chapter. So now Last Promise(still need to finish that mod), Insanity, and Impossible Emblem are all outrealms in our new universe. Apparently deadlords can also be pretty nice guys when they aren't trying to kill you, so about 0.0001% of the time. Anyway, please leave a review if you enjoyed this.