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"Thank you, Chrom. For...everything... Tell the others...my last thoughts were of them... May we meet again, in a better life..."
Robin was dying, there was no changing that. But he felt no pain, no regrets about the path he chose. Except one... Morgan. Robin's child. His pride and joy was without a mother. He loved her blonde hair, so unlike his, and the contagious optimism that never wavered. While he wished to stay and find her mother, he couldn't. Not with the threat of Grima looming over future generations.
Now that he faded away fully all he could see was darkness, but not for long.
"Robin." A voice called. Robin tried to look at where it came from and was shocked. What he saw was Naga, looking exactly the same the last time he saw her. Long, forest green hair, near translucent clothes, and a metal forehead band.
"Why am I here and not with my friends, Naga?"
"I am too weak from warping your friends and protecting them from Grima's fatal blow. The only way I could bring you back is by using your connections. But your connections are not to Ylisse, not Plegia. It is within the land of Fodlan. Specifically the land of Faerghus."
Robin had more questions swirling in his mind, but only one came out of his mouth. "What?! I'm not even from Plegia? I thought I was the result of centuries of breeding?! And that Validar was my father?"
"That Grimleal being your father was a lie told to sway you to their side. The centuries of work was to procure a body strong enough to host Grima, and not deteriorate before they could gather the sacrifices."
"So how did they get to Fodlan and back?"
"They likely used a dark spell that required the sacrifice of many people."
"Is Fodlan even of this world?"
"Yes. Though the people don't take too kindly to those outside of their borders. It is likely why you've never heard of the realm."
"I just need time to process this all. The fact that I'm not even from Archanea! Much less the possibility that I could have a family that I was taken from. Gods! Are they even still alive? Is Robin even my real name. Am I just another product of the Grimleal? Just who am I?!"
"You are still Robin. Grandmaster of Ylisse and Tactician of the Shepherds. But you were also the man once known as Glenn Fraldarius."
"...Can I still even be him? Or am I just Robin now?"
"You and Glenn are still the same person. You are him, much as he is you."
"...I need some time to process this. The person I am now is all I know and recognize."
"I don't know much about the person you were before, but the qualities and strength you possess must have come from him. I wish I could tell you more but the window to warp you to Fodlan is getting smaller. Make your choice now."
To Robin, there was no choice. For the time he spent with Chrom, would be for naught if he were to just give up. He had made his choice.
"Yes"