Pain.

It's all Byleth feels after shoving aside his best friend and taking the final strike the Hegemon threw at Dimiri Alexandre Blayiddid. Byleth released the full power of the Sword of the Creator and the Husk cried out in agony.

"Professor!" is the last words he hears before he slips into darkness.

"Fool! Again you throw your life away for someone else. At least Dimitri was your friend."

Byleth opens his eyes startled, that voice…

"Sothis?" He tentatively asks. He gets his answer as in a flash of bright green light Sothis appears sitting on her throne looking annoyed.

"Mmph. At least you remember my name this time." She pouts then gets up and walks to him.

Where did those stairs come from?

"You just died taking me along with you and you wonder why stairs are here. You are an absolute complete BUFFON!" She screams indignantly before adopting a pondering expression.

" But you aren't…"

Byleth frowns and then realizes she's right, his situation right now is more akin to his slumber rather than death.

But how does he know what death would be like.

Suddenly a sigil flashes in between the two, one Byleth as seen.

"Divine Pulse" He breathed out the name he and Sothis had given his ability to travel through time.

"Perhaps… fate wishes us to go back in time. I can sense the power, I know not how far you will be sent back but this may be a chance for us to better events." Sothis floated up to the sigil, activating it.

" We must Sothis if it means avoiding this war and saving the countless lives taken by it. If it means… a chance to save Father.. I must" Byleth looked up at Sothis who nodded and activated the sigil. Byleth closed his eyes and let out an exhale.

Byleth's vision shattered like broken glass, discolored in shades of blue and purple before his life started rewinding. Dimitri and him speaking with Edelgard before the assault on Enbarr, Rodriuge's death, reuniting with his beloved Lions. Then black.

His eyes remained shut. He forced them open, his gaze staring at a cabin ceiling.

"Hey time to wake up."

He snapped awake and looked towards the voice of the sound. His father.

Jeralt.

"Were you having that dream again?" His father asked, raising his eyebrow looking at the stoic Ashen Demon looking like a child caught with his hands in a jar of sweets.

Byleth's mind was racing… he went back in time. He went back 6 years ago, to Remire VIllage. Now was not the time, the bandits Edelgard hired were approaching. But he was still overwhelmed by the joy of seeing his father, tears threatening to fall at the corner of his eyes.

"Kid are you.. Crying?" Byleth rushed to his father, who was startled but reciprocated the hug nonetheless.

" I dreamed that I lost you father. Stabbed in the back. " Byleth said before breaking the hug and wiping his tears.

" I'm still here kid. Heh. To think your first tears would be for me. Go wash your face and join the others outside." Jeralt smiled and gave him a pat on the shoulder, while Byleth bit back more tears.

He went to the bathroom, and splashed water on his face, grabbing a towel and drying his face before a mercenary barged in.

" Jeralt! Sir! Sorry to barge in, but your presence is needed." Jeralt turned around confused.

"What's happened?" Before the mercenary explains there are three kids waiting outside. Byleth follows him outside and sees the three future rulers of Fodlan.

Claude… It wasn't difficult to perceive the Sovereign duke as the prince of Alymra. His love for Almyran tea, his mastery of the Wyvern and proficiency with axe swords and bows, along with his cryptic message of dreams he had to see through. He fought for his people and was someone Byleth valued as a friend. Perhaps he could recruit Claude to his house he didn't remember if the house leader could switch houses but maybe…

Edelgard… he didn't know what to do with her. He wanted to know why Edelgard wished to topple the church, what provoked her to do it. It wasn't just Rhea, he knew that the Rhea was in Enbarr held captive. However he knew that Edelgard's conviction would not easily be swayed but if it meant a chance he could avoid this war he had to try and know what drove the Emperor.

Dimitri. His best friend that would live up to Felix's name. Byleth would not allow his friend to turn into a wild feral boar. He knew even now voices haunted Dimitri. He knew one voice was nothing but perhaps he had been there sooner…

" Kid take lead I'll help prepare the village just in case. "His thoughts were interrupted by Jeralt, Byleth nodded his head and drew his sword. And walked through the lords and gestured them to follow, turning to see Dimitri Claude and Edelgard not trying to kill each other. He had to change the future.

" We have no time to lose. "

Don't worry this is a short prolouge chapters will be a lot longer in length. I wanted to combine my favorite traits of Fire Emblem fanfics such as time travel and revaltion like routes but wanted to be original.

Also I wanted to see a fic where Dimitri and Byleth were best friends ( Sorry Dimileth ) and below I'll put the pairings I have for everyone. One last thing I plan to make this twist full of turns so expect some out of canon moments. Especially during Post Timeskip.

Enough banter, I hope you liked it review or pm me if you have something to say and wash your hands.

Byleth/ IDK I'm thinking Hapi PM me or Review who you want

Dimitri/ Marianne

Sylvain/ Dorothea

Felix/ Annette

Ashe/ Mercedes

Dedue/Ingrid