Disclaimer:
Massive violence on Henry approaching.
So, if you read this fic and expect Henry puns galore... You won't really.
Chapter 23
Nevermore
Sumia. She left me for Henry just because of that small fight and the accusation of me cheating on her with Cherche. I was only trying to help her with approaching Lon'qu, but no, she thought I was doing something else. It's not my fault a friend was in need. I really didn't think it was Sumia's or mine. Sumia would understand... but some sort of demonic force is coercing her to do this. The aftermath of Valm Castle surrounded me. Chrom gave me time alone; reevaluate my emotions and thoughts. I don't care about this war anymore. I just want... no. NEED my wife back.
"I'm gonna kill you!" a certain voice said behind me.
"Urgkh!" I yelped from the sudden purple needle stabbing through me.
"Nyahahaha, your life is in shambles," that kid said, "Your wife is mine, your children now love me more and doubt you are truly their father."
"Sick son of a bitch," I gurgled some blood, "Is this your purpose? To ruin my life?"
I felt more spikes enter through my chest. Henry started laughing madly from the pain I felt. Throughout this whole journey, he took away my wife, deceived my children, and now he's going to kill me. This doesn't feel like mercy killing. It's more like chance killing.
"Nyahaha, when I saw you with your wife, I knew I would love to have her as mine," Henry snickered as he stroked the back of my hair. He whispered: "Also, I was the one who told her that you were cheating on her."
"I-I always knew you were a prick," I said grabbing my sword, "If I die, then you're going to die with ME!"
I stabbed myself with my katana, also stabbing that sick bastard.
"Are you nuts?!" the callous jovial creep's voice changed to something more fearful.
"You don't know who you're trying to kill."
"Alec!" I heard Sumia cry, "Don't kill him!"
"He took me away from you just to see how I reacted..." I said weakly.
"Please... no, I-I love Henry..."
"Well, he doesn't love you! He's been deceiving all of us this whole time."
"S-Sumia, please s-save me," Henry begged.
"Fuck you, you deranged son of a bitch!"
I drew my sword out and grabbed him. He may be a strong magician, but I'm even stronger than he was. I grabbed his face and slammed him down to the ground. I mounted on his back and pinned down his arms with two knives. The mark on my hand glowed madly and I felt my irises shrink from madness. I grabbed all of the tomes on his belt and tossed them aside, leaving him useless.
"Alec, please no!"
I heard him scream in pain as I used another set of knives to cut his cheeks, leaving him in a permanent smile.
"You think your smile makes you all goodie two-shoes, huh?" I shouted madly.
"Stop it!" Henry begged, "I'm sorry."
"How are you so sure?"
I grabbed his jaw and gruesomely pulled it out. I don't want him to ever lie to any of my family again. With his teeth pinned to the ground, I proceeded to brutally stomp his body. I heard him cry in pain, or at least utter an audible one. I heard magic incantations being heard. I looked to my left and saw Sumia preparing a Thoron spell. I grabbed Henry and tossed him up high while ducking down to avoid the Thoron beam. The lightning beam tore through his already lacerated chest as he fell down... nearly dead. He was losing blood fast; I needed to make him die humiliated. I grabbed my knife again and went down to his pelvic area.
"...HHNOO HLEEASE!" he cried with his jaw-less mouth.
"I'm just going to achieve your dream, Henry," I said with a low angry tone, but a sadistic smile, "You wanted to die a bloody death, right?"
"Hnnoorry!" he started to cry and he attempted to kick me with a leg, only for it to be grappled by my hand. I started to pull hard on his leg until it got separated. He cried in deep pain; eerie euphoria to my ears.
"Sorry won't fix everything..." I said silently. I looked at Sumia with my cold eyes. She was scared. Even in an enraged state, I still had little time to be sane.
"Sumia... run away, please," I told her, "Bring Chrom so he can kill me."
"Alec... I'm so sorry, I-I don't want you to die too."
"It's already too late, Sumia..." I said, "I may not be religious as much, but I know for a fact that you can't serve two masters... and... I'm not a polygamist."
I looked toward Henry, the jaw-less, legless Henry. The Henry who took away my wife, my future, and my family. He was breathing fast from the massive blood loss. I had to make this quick before Grima fully possesses me. I put my knife on his pelvic area and gritted my teeth angrily.
Present time
"Whaa!"
I suddenly woke up in my own tent. It was nighttime at the Ferox/Plegia border, and my sudden outburst caused me to wake up Sumia, who slept beside me.
"Uhhn. Alec, are you okay?" she said with a tired and concerned tone.
"I had a nightmare..." I said, "You were taken away by some dumb white haired kid... He deceived you, framed me, and ultimately lied to us."
"... Lied to me?"
"He got you married to him," I said, "I may be crazy, but I think I might be an extremely abusive husband."
I looked down in shame. That dream, it felt realistic. That kid that I gave the bird to, is he truly antagonistic as my dreams would?
"Alec," she held my hands and looked at me with groggy eyes, "I don't think you will be. In fact, even if we fight, you're humble enough to suck up to your own mistakes."
"... Really? Thanks," I said with a smile.
"We should get back to sleep, we have a big day tomorrow."
Plegia Castle
Chrom, Frederick, and I were the three who entered the castle throne room. Fitting for a country that worships a dark god, the atmosphere was quite dark, having an emphasis on dark blue tones. Maybe that's just the night time lights. I still have an eerie feeling about this.
"Alec, who do you think the new King of Plegia is?" Chrom asked in a hushed voice.
"Maybe some sort of high priest or priestess from the Grimleal?" I answered.
I was thinking of Sena. She might be the ruler. She did say she was "pretty important".
"Welcome, welcome," a familiar voice was heard.
I heard the footsteps of two people, but one was distinct. One of their heels sounded like high heels. Then, I saw them. While I recognized Aversa, who stood by the king, the king was a surprising sight. Tall, dark skinned, clad in Sorcerer clothing. Validar?!
"Wait, who are you?" I asked the doppelganger.
"I'm the new king of Plegia. My name is Validar," he said, "You must be Alec, correct?"
"Yes, pleased to meet you, your majesty," I extended my hand for a handshake, but Validar politely refused.
"Formalities are not necessary, my friend," he said with an eerie smile.
I moved closer beside Chrom and Frederick. We bunched up together, contacting each other through whispers.
"Milord, didn't we kill him two years ago?" Frederick whispered.
"How is this possible?" I said, "This must be some sort of mimic."
"I have a bad feeling about this, guys," Chrom whispered with unease, "Are we sure we can trust him?"
"We'll just have to trust them for now, milord," Frederick proposed quietly, "But we must stay on guard."
All three of us nodded to Frederick's suggestion.
I saw Aversa with a stern frown, eyebrow raised. Is she striking our little huddle as rude, or did she hear us?
"Please, friends, it's rude to whisper during a meeting," she said.
"My apologies, Aversa," Chrom said, "Now, we've met you here to discuss the Valmese Invasion."
The bearded sorcerer uttered a "hm" as he scratched his chin. After a brief second, he looked at us with a casual smile.
"Ah, yes, the Valmese," Validar commented, "Do you seek assistance from us?"
"Yes, Ferox's finest fleets have been burnt down by the Valmese, and we're here to ask for your assistance."
Aversa smiled with arched eyebrows.
"We'd love to assist you in this campaign," Aversa said.
"If Ferox and Ylisse are joining together to prevent the Valmese from invading, then Plegia may as well join forces with their continental brothers and sisters to defend their continent," Validar said with a smile.
"Hmm that's great, in fact, what do you guys have to offer?" I said. I kept my emotions controlled, not letting my joy take over. I've to stay on guard, because this Validar isn't trustworthy.
"Our army still remains in shambles from the last war, so we can't offer men," Validar said.
"But we will offer you our warships and transports," Aversa finished, "800 warships and 200 transports. Plus, we'd be delighted to fund your campaign against Valm."
"...How generous of you, milord," Frederick said to Validar, keeping a stern yet non-threatening gaze.
"Thank you, King Validar," Chrom said, keeping a serious look.
"Brilliant! Here's to a fruitful relationship between our countries," Validar grinned with his teeth. I have a bad feeling about this.
Chrom and Validar shook hands on an agreement well done. The blue haired prince kept a serious look.
"It's great to know our agreement went well, King Validar," Chrom said, "Unless there's any more things to discuss, the Shepherds and I must return to Port Ferox."
"Hey, am I late?" a voice was heard from behind Aversa and Validar. Wait, that feminine voice.
I saw someone levitating behind Validar. That figure wore a hooded longcoat with a beige tanktop underneath. She also wore a a short skirt with a matching color to her coat. She wore knee-high greaves colored silver. The longcoat she wore was worn like a cape, similar to mine.
"Oh, you're just in time," Aversa said, "Our Hierophant."
"Milady, do you mind taking off your cowl? It's rude to wear it during meetings," Frederick said.
"... Your blood, so different, yet the same as mine..." she mumbled to herself.
"Pardon?" I asked.
"Oh, sorry, how rude of me," she said as she took off her hood. Her spiky blonde locks exploded outward as her cowl was taken off. I was surprised to see who it was.
"Sena?!"
"You know her?" Chrom asked.
"I met her during my wedding with Sumia," I said to Chrom.
"Oh, Alec, nice to meet you," she said jovially.
"So this is what you mean by 'pretty important'."
"Yep, uhhh I lead the worship of Grima in the cult," she said with creepy glee.
Chrom, Fred, and I twitched from her joy. From what I heard, the Grimleal are a sect that brings "divination" by human sacrifices.
I saw Frederick conversing with Chrom for a bit.
"He's somewhat similar to Alec for some reason."
"Well, we have to get going back," I said, "We must make it to the Feroxi Harbor."
Plegia Castle. A few minutes later.
"Sena, your jovial attitude is irritating!" Validar scolded, "How come it isn't another Sena?"
"I know, right?" Sena said, "What happened to Sena?"
"Are you saying you're really the Sena who was possessed by Grima?" Aversa said with an inquisitive look.
The Hierophant did a back flip in the air and floated upside-down with her arms resting on her head; a lazy look on her face.
"Well, duh!" the blonde Hierophant replied, "I know what I must do, and besides, all this joking around is just a ruse."
Her eyes shifted from hazel to red as she smiled maliciously.
"Even with past Sena not here, I have a big plan with that boy," Sena said seriously, "Just listen close. I have a plan, and I have a special agent."
Carrion Isle
We set up camp in Carrion Isle... for now. Since it's part of Plegia, and we have an approval to access any Plegian marine services, we could take a quicker more convenient route by using the island's small size and the ease of sea travel. After reading Sumia a bedtime story, I walked outside and breathed in some fresh air. The night was beautiful, and the sight of the moon kept me fascinated by the beauty of the night. I just don't think I can sleep.
"I can't really sleep."
I grabbed my dream diary. Ever since I've got that weird dream with Stahl dying, I've been recording my sights on weird yet... suspicious dreams. I decided to scan the dialogue of my last dream.
"It's already too late..." I read.
Why did I want Chrom to kill me? Hmm. I flipped through the pages and went to the dream of when... My eyes widened and my irises shrunk. What could this mean? The dreams are starting to get scarier and scarier.
"Aggh!" my head started to hurt. I saw a brief image of an eye-less Sena with bleeding eyes. She had a series of unborn fetuses hung by their own umbilical cords. An ear piercing screech sound out, disorienting me.
"Nufufufu, you sure have strange dreams, cutie-pie."
"That voice. Sena?!"
"I don't know~. Why don't you try figuring it out yourself?"
"What are you doing in my head?"
"You're starting to piece the puzzles together now, huh? But all I can say is... you'll have a lonely future."
"What do you mean?!"
"Heeheehee, read your dream journal, you dumbass. You'll see."
The brief image of that kid flashed into my head. I flew into a violent rage and threw my fist at him. He's the one who will steal Sumia from me. I think I might be crazy, but those dreams... might be possible futures. The most prominent being... my fight with Validar! Do I have some sort of temporal connections?!
I suddenly heard a frenzy of crows. I saw a person standing in the midst of it. That white hair, that dumb smile. He only knows how to smile.
"There he is, Alec, he's the one about to steal your family away."
"Why the hell is he here?! Who are you?!"
"You don't recognize my voice? You're my grandson. I'm Validar, your grandfather."
"Get out of my head!"
"Nyahahaha, you must be a lunatic at this time of the night."
"Fuck you!"
I drew Andras and clashed with the dumb kid. The mirage got erased, revealing Chrom, guarding with Falchion. I shook my head to clear up my sanity.
"Alec! What's going on?!" his voice was angry and concerned.
"Chrom," I stopped my assault and sheathed Andras, "I'm sorry."
"What went on with you?" he sheathed Falchion too and cooled down his tone.
"My mind got assaulted... by the Hierophant and Validar... who's apparently my grandfather," I said weakly, "I was delving deeper into my dream journal's meanings, but... I think I got possessed."
I knelt to the ground and Chrom helped me back up. He had a serious look on his face.
"Alec, we're being assaulted by Risen," Chrom said, "We must prepare for battle."
A Risen sniper aimed a long bow at Chrom, but I immediately shielded Chrom. My best friend was surprised from the sudden attack and drew his sword.
"It's just us for now," Chrom said.
I used my Second Seal to transform back into a Grandmaster. I felt my magical power increase at the cost of a massive speed sacrifice, but even then, my speed has already been developed. I regained the usage of my tomes, so I grabbed the Thoron tome I kept. I unsheathed Andras and stood strong.
"Let's do it!"
Four snipers attacked from nearby. They all aimed their silver bows at me and fired. I levitated my Thoron tome and did a chopping motion while slashing a large beam of electricity. The arrows were immediately obliterated from the sheer lightning force, which also destroyed the snipers too.
I looked behind me and saw Chrom striking down a Warrior. Three more warriors charged at us. Two attacked with axes while one provided support with a bow.
"Chrom, I'll take care of the ranged Warrior," I said.
"All right," Chrom said.
The prince dodged the axe blow, and threw a powerful lunge at the first warrior. I saw the warrior with the bow take aim, so I quickly ran toward him. The 2nd axe warrior attempted to obscure me, but I managed to cling to his neck and flip over him.I grappled his head and slammed the back of his head into the ground. I heard the arrow fly, so I rolled to my right to dodge the shot. I hopped on to my feet and saw him preparing another arrow. He aimed at me, but I shot myself forward by using a telekinetic push with my feet. When I got close, I stabbed him with Andras and sliced upward, cutting his upper body and head in half. The warrior Risen behind me attempted to stand, but Chrom threw a finishing lunge at his head.
More Risen started to surround Chrom and I. Some stalked the cliffs, while most of them gathered close.
"This is gonna be a long fight," I said, " We need to make a signal to gather the team here."
"But how?!" Chrom questioned as he slew a Risen.
The sky suddenly glowed multiple colors. I looked to the sky and saw those colorful fire balls in the sky.
"Morpheus!"
"Who?"
"He's a friend of mine that helped me propose to Sumia."
"I see."
Fluttering was suddenly heard. Sumia and Cordelia came in from both sides with backup.
"I'll clear a path!" I said.
I let the tome float and channeled electricity into the knives. In case people wondered, I've honed my telekinesis before training as a myrmidon, then swordmaster. I enjoy my innate magic power, and was glad that it developed into something way more powerful. I learned this technique while I was doodling.
"Storm Hawk!" I tossed the two knives in front of me in a spinning motion, tearing any enemies who were foolish enough to be hit by the lightning charged blades. The blades also emitted a large lightning blade, courtesy of Thoron's power. The daggers returned to me and I grabbed them.
"When did you learn that move, Alec?" Chrom said in awe.
"Before I started my myrmidon training," I replied, "Though, it takes a great exhaustion on my head, as I have to use heavy telekinetic action."
The good thing: I cleared a massive amount of lesser troops with a single Storm Hawk. The bad thing: my mind hurt a lot after the technique was done. The only thing I had to do was wait a while as my head needed to recover.
I looked behind me and saw Chrom finishing a sniper, but then I saw another one behind him, preparing to fire an arrow.
"Chrom, look out!"
The sniper was immediately impaled by a multitude of purple spikes. The caster came from a man surrounded by a flock of ravens.
"Ravens?!"
"Nyahaha!"
"You!"
"Oh, you're the one who gave me Campari's bird~"
I can't trust this dream, nor that person, but I also I can't just strike up as rude to him.
The birds spread out, revealing the white haired kid. An aura of contempt emanated from me for some reason.
"Henry?!"
"Oh, you know my name," he said with eerie glee.
I don't like him for some reason.
"This should just be a 'caws'-"
I bunted his head with the blunt edge of Belial, much to his... pleasure?
"That pun sucked ass," I said, "Now no time for jokes. If you're willing to help, shut up and stay close to us."
"Yes sir."
He's surprisingly loyal immediately. He's Plegian, but even when I saw him as a civilian, I don't trust his aura somewhat.
She eyed my wife and she pointed to her.
"Can I go with her?"
The memory of that snotty brat resounded through my head. I'm not sure if that dream I dreamt was real or not, but I sure hope that Henry isn't a wife stealer. With a stern look, I shook my head.
"No."
"Huh? Then what am I suppose to do?"
I grabbed his face and lobbed him into a fray of Risen. If you think you're going to steal my wife, why don't you go through them?
"Heeheehee," I heard him scream masochistically.
Sumia landed beside me and was obviously angry at me.
"Why are you forcing him to fight all those Risen?!" Sumia said.
"...Call me crazy if you want," I grabbed Andras and sheathed it.
"Arcane Technique," a Bolganone tome floated in front of me, "Kagutsuchi."
The sword ignited with an orange flame. While I traveled with Shin'ta, he told me of his battle with one of his deadliest opponents, Shin'So. He wielded a deadly serrated blade that had the unique ability to ignite fire on the blade using the oil it gathered from various corpses as a fuel.
I shot toward the surrounding group of Risen that ganged up on Henry. I stood in front of a bloodied Henry and threw quick slices to the enemies in closest to me. I did an upward kick to Henry as to launch him high up into the air. His pain resistance is surprisingly high. Sumia flew over me and rescued Henry to safety. When I sheathed my blade, an explosion of lava pillars destroyed the surrounding opponents. I managed to escape the scene by hopping over the group. Sumia saw me in the air and made me hitch on her pegasus. Henry was dropped off at a nearby fortress.
"Why should I call you crazy?" Sumia asked.
"I saw him in my dream," I said, "And... he stole you from me."
"Steal?"
"..."
"Are you getting possessive of me, Alec?!" she nagged.
"No, I-"
"I'm going to help Henry," she said as she dropped me off a safe place.
"Sumia, wait!"
She already headed off. I saw Chrom running toward me, bringing a series of Risen toward me.
"Chrom, let me help!"
"All right, on my mark, use your wind tome to boost me," Chrom said with a grin, "You're not the only one who learned a new technique."
"All right," I prepared my wind tome and nodded to Chrom.
"Aether Variant: Holy Dragon's Gale!"
Aether, a royal technique used by those of Ylissean blood. Despite that, the Radiant Hero of the Blue Flame was able to learn such a technique. It's the fusion of both Sol and Luna, two powerful techniques for battle. Aether is the sky, which unite the sun and the moon.
He sheathed his sword and nodded at me as he stomped his foot on the ground. The force of his stomp was strong enough to destroy some of the soil. I used the wind tome as a powerful tailwind to boost his speed. He drew his sword and did a sweeping slash through the Risen. While only the Risen who was adjacent to him were slain by that piercing swing, I saw something in the middle of the group of Risen. His swing was so fast and powerful he tore through the wind, creating a vacuum. The Risen were confused from their immobility as they were drawn close to the vacuum. Because of him using Aether, Sol's effect took course, regenerating his wounds from the amount of damage dealt to the enemies.
"Time for the finisher," Chrom said.
He let out a war scream as he swung his sword at the enemy. When he took the step forward, the ground once again crumbled from the force of the step. In a flash, he was able to swing through the gathered Risen with a powerful Luna slash. The end result of the attack was a tired body. Chrom's seemed to have overtaxed his body to do that technique. It sure does take great strength to swing so hard it tears the wind.
"Brother, I'm here," Lissa said as she shone him with her Recover Staff.
"Thanks, sis," Chrom said with a grateful smile.
"Don't worry about us, Alec," Lissa said, "My magic has grown, so you can leave me with brother."
I nodded and looked at the bridge. The leader wore the pants of a warrior, but his torso wear was torn through aging. The Risen's helmet was missing, letting its crazy wild hair out with an eerie mask covering its face. I could get there faster, but Sumia is taking care of Henry. I'm getting a bit jealous, but and I'm still suspecting that kid. But, Sumia can't handle this endless army of Risen on her own.
"Alec, I'll defend your wife and that child," Virion said while riding on a horse with a steel sword, "Go with Cordelia."
"Okay, thanks," I said to Virion.
Cordelia landed beside me and extended a hand. I grabbed on to it and she helped me get on to her pegasus. She commanded her pegasus to fly up into the air and hovered in place.
"Your orders, Alec?"
"Go to the bridge," I said, "We must kill the leader, and I sense a dark energy coursing through its veins."
"Roger."
She glided over the bridge, but before I dropped off, she looked at me.
"Can you handle yourself?" she asked with a concerned voice.
"Help if you need to," I replied.
I hopped off and dove headfirst. Cordelia was obviously scared of my stupid action.
"Alec!" Cordelia was about to fly back to me, only to realize I was levitating.
"How are you doing that?" she asked.
"Telekinesis."
"Your latent magic power can do that?" Cordelia asked in awe.
"Yeah, but I have to go."
"Good Luck, Alec. I'll go to Virion," with that, the crimson haired dark flier flew to the fortress Virion was in.
I raised my sword and threw a dropping slash to the leader below. I think I saw the Risen managing to spot me and clashed my sword in time with his tomahawk. I was still floating in the air using a well timed telekinetic lift. I took a hop back and prepared to fight him. He jumped high and was attempted a horizontal swing at me, but it was predictable and I dodged it by going dashing though him, going behind the zombie. I stabbed his back with Andras, but his large vitality seemed to recognize my attack as weak... or he had no pain tolerance. He threw an elbow to knock me away and attempted to execute me with his axe.
I reeled in my legs and kicked his legs, causing him to fall forward. I managed to push myself away using my wind tome to propel myself. Both of us got up and got ready for battle. While I usually carry one tome with one hand, I drew my other Killing Edge and levitated my tome. Behind the Risen Chief, I saw Chrom and Lissa coming in to help. I saw Lissa carry a Rescue Staff and an Arcfire tome. With a scheming grin, I hatched a neat idea with Lissa's staff.
"Lissa, use your Rescue Staff and prepare to attack," I said.
She nodded and levitated her staff while extending her palm outward to prepare her spell. I quickly ran toward the chief and did a spinning hop, expecting him to try an attack. Lissa used her staff in time and warped me to where she was. Right when I did the spinning hop, I was facing his back. When I was airborne, I used telekinesis to levitate in the air as I focused my spell.
"Thoron!"
"Arcfire!"
Two elemental beams pierced through the Risen Chief, but it wasn't enough to down him. When Risen die, they save body cleanup time by dissipating into purple mist. But seeing purple mist emanate from their wounds is a sign that his life... unlife is endangered. It let out a howl as it charged at both of us. A shadow leapt over me and threw a finishing blow to the Chief, ending the undead commander immediately. It exploded in a pillar of purple smoke before disappearing fully. The other Risen faded out into existence, bringing the much needed peace we need.
The battle really tired me out. It was late at night and I haven't got some sleep. This little ordeal awoke my desire to sleep, though at the same time, it kept me awake as my life was endangered. I knelt to the ground, my limbs about to sleep before I did. I dug my sword into the ground in a last attempt to stand up. My eyes suddenly felt heavy, but I didn't want to sleep. I wanted to be in my bed with Sumia.
"Sumia... Where...?"
I extended my hand to reach out for someone to help me. I felt someone grab my hand and I looked at my savior. Chrom, my best bud, helped me stand up. He put my arm over his arm and over his shoulders as he helped me walk back home.
"You're a pal, you know," I said to Chrom; a genuine smile on my face.
"There are better places to sleep than on the ground, you know," he said jokingly.
I quietly laughed from his little joke. I pat his back with my hand in gratitude. Chrom may be a bit of a hypocrite with ideals, but he can never turn his back on a friend.
"You're a powerful fighter, Alec," Chrom noted, "Just don't get too reckless, okay?"
"Alec, can you stand?" he asked as he let go of me immediately. I knelt to the ground and used my sword to keep me up.
"Another Risen?!"
It was an assassin Risen. He attempted to lunge at us, but someone guarded us in time. The blue hair, the parallel Falchion guarding the Killing Edge. Chrom and I had our eyes peeled from the sudden intrusion.
"Father, I'll keep you safe!" It was Marth!
Marth pushed him back and the assassin was stabbed from behind by a man on a silver wyvern.
"Watch this, dad," Morpheus lifted up the helpless Risen and allowed Cugar to scorch the poor zombie with a green inferno. He tossed him off the bridge and both the wyvern rider and woman smiled in relief.
"Father, I'm glad I made it in time," Marth said to Chrom.
"It was good to be of assistance, dad," Morpheus said to me.
"Father?!"
"Dad?!"
We both said it simultaneously with equal surprise.
"We're gonna need a lot of explaining..."
Author's Notes
I can't believe I wrote this pretty fast. Two updates a week will be rare, but I might do it if I feel like it.
Are you gonna expect Henry to be an actual nice person? Find out in the next few chapters.
So, now that Henry has appeared, here's why I don't like him. I'm just gonna rant this out. And for people who love Henry, don't you ever FUCKING dare to change my opinion on others to give Henry a high opinion. That may sound crazy, but for a guy so overrated, you guys probably want me to like Henry.
A big reason is he's overrated as fuck. I hate how late he comes into the game, and his eyes depict a kind of person who would want to steal your wife. I thought he would be someone like Hazama, but no, he's just a dumb kid who thinks he's funny through dark humor and twisted puns. Also, Fire Emblem isn't a complete bishonen game created by fujoshis. I'm pretty sure 80% of most FE players only chose the "beautiful men" to be married, barring out Kellam, Gregor, or... I don't know, Frederick?. Kellam is actually likable (inb4 genes are a shit), even if he's trying to be noticed, he's quite altruistic. Inb4 Henry is the most selfless guy in the Shepherds. In all my games, I never got Henry married. He's too fucking late. Also, while he's considered a surprisingly good father, his genes are actually quite shitty. Inb4 marry her to Tharja or Miriel. And can I say that he has the most annoying voice (both NA and JAP).
Also, Henry's grim interior makes him a perfect Netorare "hero", mostly because he can be shipped with my waifu and every 1st generation. On my last gameplay on Hard, I immediately sent him to his death. And then all the FE fans go "Why? You shouldn't do that." and when Virion, Vaike, Kellam, or even Gregor (actual GOOD characters with a good starting impression... well partially for the Vaike and Virion) you guys would be all like "Meh, they had shit 'personalities'."
Gameplay wise, he's a bigger waste of time to train. Also his stats don't really intrigue me, and I'd usually be at the point where my characters are all 5x stronger than he is, making him more of a liability. Inb4 EXPonential. Just... no, I'm not wasting time on someone unmarried. Even in my female file, I won't get him to be married to anyone.
*breathes out*
So yeah. I guess that's it for my rant. I'm sorry if this offended anyone, but these are just my thoughts.