World Of Blazing Final Part
Kiran/Mark was growling and screaming as he ran.
Definitively... he wasn't thinking correctly at all...
his rational mind tried to dominate his emotional mind, and; at the same time, his emotional one tried to control his rationality.
The result was he couldn't take correct decisions because his emotions interfered in the process instead of being the initial motor... and he also couldn't react to situations quickly enough because his panic of taking a wrong decision made him overthink everything.
Without being able to separate the emotions and rationality, his mind had become a disaster.
He even wasn't running in the correct direction... rather in circles.
The detail was that, once he had left the medical tent, he had realized he wasn't sure at all if this body could do magic even if quintessence was now part of his organism... and even if the body could, the tome he had taken was one he had never used before!
Nino really had to be a prodigious mage to be able to master this tome since the day she received it...
A part of him ordered to return and try to find a different tome that he already had mastered just in case he actually could do magic... another told him to have faith in his skills, he had already experience with advanced magic and this shouldn't be a problem.
The result of this internal rant was that the brain didn't state the obvious experiment... just trying to cast the magic of the tome and determine, at the very least, he couldn't use that one.
His dilemma got interrupted when a strange light suddenly appeared near to him... he instantly remembered the last time he had seen something like this.
When Virion had been defeated back then when he and the order had fought Minerva.
He saw Ephraim appear from the light... apparently being teleported in a way similar to what happened in Star Trek.
As much as this concerned Kiran/Mark regarding the question of whether this Ephraim was the same one... or a clon that believed to be the original... and how much a side of him didn't want to believe the answer was the latter one... he paid more attention to a certain detail...
Ephraim had a massive wound directly below his neck.
Kiran/Mark's face was filled with rage as the fury took over for a moment.
As the healers arrived after they had tried to follow him, Clara approached him carefully. "Sir Kiran, please... sta-" she then noticed the severely wounded hero lying on the ground.
"I don't have time for this!" Kiran/Mark yelled with his fists near his ears. "TAKE CARE OF HIM!" he ordered firmly. He then started run towards the battlefield once more... only to facepalm hardly and return. "Take this!"
Clara's mouth was very opened. "Sir! this is the sacred relic!"
"Yes! and every hero I summoned is teleported to be by this relic's side when they are badly injured! You should have it by the moment!"
Then he ran away once again, never considering the possibility of the relic being stolen or the healers not being careful enough with it... perhaps damaging it and, considering the fact Kiran had never wanted to try to apply the reverse engineer on the weapon because of this, Kiran/Mark should have remembered that.
But again, his mind, being unable to function correctly, made him forget that crucial detail.
This time he didn't return.
Lilina wasn't capable of breathing normally as an effect of what had just occurred.
Her face was stained with some drops of Ephraim's blood, the rest of the compound lying on the ground after the hero suddenly disappeared by a phenomenon she didn't comprehend... it's not like she was trying to understand it... no.
She was using all the strength of her legs and arms to attempt to increase the distance between her and Héctor.
"No...no... no!" she shook her head multiple times and very rapidly.
Tears rolling on her cheeks.
Was this her fate? her end?
Murdered by her father?!
The one she had missed so much?!
She had covered her face with her hands when Héctor raised his weapon again.
She would have died there hadn't someone kicked Héctor from behind from left to right, making the corrupted hero lost balance and move to the left. Armads didn't hit the girl.
Then Héctor received many attacks from two swords.
If Héctor was aware of everything of what was happening and not being more similar to a robot at the moment... he would have wondered why "Eliwood" was "betraying him".
Roy was trembling.
It was so disturbing against a man he had witnessed dying.
Even worse, he had to defend his "wife" from her own "father".
Héctor didn't waste the time as he attempted a horizontal attack. Roy jumped backward one, two, three, four times as Héctor kept attacking the same way. After that, the marquess changed his pattern by being more random. However, now that Roy only needed to dodge the normal way, he got an idea.
Héctor, though fast with his attacks, wasn't as fast when it was about dodging. When Roy jumped to the left and used his right sword to push Armads, Roy also aimed at Héctor's hand with his left sword.
As the sword created a wound on Héctor's hand thanks to its length, the corrupted hero, even though he didn't scream or seemed to suffer pain, couldn't attack as appropriately as before.
They continued the process for a while. Lilina watching everything being speechless... until she felt a hand on her shoulder and then, another on her hands as both women helped her to stand up.
"Are you hurt?!" Lilina felt the arms of her mother embracing her as her worried feeling was evident. Making her company, Cordelia, Shanna, and some other pegasus knights were there too.
"I'm not... that much..." she nodded. It took her some seconds to articulate those words.
It wasn't necessary to be a genius to notate the emotional conflict Florina also felt as she saw her "husband" and her "son in law" fighting each other in combat that probably was to death.
Roy blocked with his two swords a vertical attack from Armads. He had to kneel as the weight of the weapon was that problematic.
"Urgh!" he then rolled through the ground, leaving Armads hit the ground. Roy jumped to stand up quickly and slashed Hécto's hand once more.
With all those injuries together, the corrupted hero was unable to raise his weapon and became a practice target as Roy increased his slashes as his life depended on it. Héctor ended up falling, defeated at last.
Roy was breathing quickly as he knelt.
However, everybody's' eyes went wide was Héctor began to struggle... and expulsing dark magic from his body... especially from his mouth...
This time, Lilina had the "privilege" to be present when her father died...
The general growled as he had to destroy another doll, it was that or allow it to be captured and the curse analyzed.
He, however, had to drop instantly the object as he had to block a sword attack coming from the prince of Askr.
As painful as it was to admit it, the battle was already lost if prince Alfonse was able to reach him.
"We can end this right, now, there's no need for more blood to be spilled."
The general, however, held his sword tightly.
"I prefer to fight until the bitter end to surrender to a miserable like you!"
The prince sighed in frustration. "It's never easy." he then prepared his defensive combat style.
Chrom continued taking care of the remaining Emblian soldiers while Joshua and Robin were still dealing with Lyndis.
Joshua was giving a rain of slashes to keep the girl of the plains occupied and this time he was actually hitting her thanks to the fact Lyn already had internal injuries because of the electricity, even if she had two swords.
A vertical slash, a horizontal one, another vertical one, a diagonal one, and so on.
With all this, Robin didn't have any problem getting behind Lyndis and making the Levin sword make direct contact with her.
"Hyaaa!"
Again, the time Lyn had the power crossing her body wasn't that big, but after all those injuries, she finally fell.
Joshua also fell... he was tired... he had never needed to move this fast in his entire life...
"Are you okay?..." Robin offered her hand.
"Y-Yes... fortune didn't determine me a bad day after all." he looked proudly at his coin. "It was totally impossible I could lose."
Robin scratched her hair. "Right..."
Eliwood cut the neck of another Askarian soldier that had the bad fortune to cross paths with him. However, he couldn't continue his one-man army slaughter as Durandal suddenly got blocked by two a golden and a blue sword.
Eliwood would have had a shocked face in other circumstances just like his current opponent... for it being the first time he had seen that face in a long time.
Once more, the mixed feelings screwed up with Kiran/Mark's mind. For a moment, the rage in his "soul" increased at limits he had never thought possible. The memories of Mark getting killed by his friends mixed with Kiran's love for justice almost made him attack like a beast... until the rational side also remembered that happened because they were being controlled with that stupid hex.
Yet... he probably wouldn't be able to face them again the same way after such a traumatic event.
As Eliwood initiated his assault and Durandal was trying to claim his life. Kiran/Mark yelled. "I know you're in there, YOU GOTTA FIGHT THIS!"
Mark's personality became the dominant three seconds before Kiran's personality glitched causing a new headache.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!"
WHY HE WAS SAYING SUCH A RETARDED CLICHE BULLCRAP?!
The pain was enough to make Kiran release the hold on his weapons. As Eliwood attempted to thrust directly on his chest, Kiran/Mark barely reacted, dodging almost everything.
With a new wound on his arm, Kiran/Mark prepared his tome.
However, at the moment he placed his finger on the page to begin to extract the magic power, the personalities collided once more.
Kiran/Mark growled in psychological pain. Kiran's pragmatic side told him it was worthless to hold back... but Mark's emotional side just told him this wasn't right and he didn't want to do it.
Seeing his opponent ready to claim his life again, the levels of stress and rage finally allowed one of the personalities to take over for a while.
Kiran used the force of his legs to jump backward, the jump wasn't a mortal one.
The quintessence of the body reacted to the stored energy inside the tome and quickly generated a green dagger on his left hand.
Kiran/Mark let the tome fall as he grabbed Durandal, hurting himself in the process but allowing him to use it to force himself forward and stab Eliwood on the neck.
"HUREAAA!"
Then he punched Eliwood on the face, quickly knelt, and grabbed the tome. Once more, a dagger ended up buried on Eliwood, but this time in the brain.
Kiran/Mark's face deformed into horror at what he had done... his mind started to glitch even more than before. Had he been a machine, it wouldn't have surprised anybody if he had shut down.
What actually made him fell, however, was Kagero's hands that forced him on the ground.
"You are in no condition to fight." the ninja gave him a serious expression.
Kiran/Mark wanted to protest... but the pain didn't allow him to do that...
At least he had to thank Kagero had picked up his weapons and gave him back to him.
Alfonse counterattacked pushing the sword of the general in the up direction, this allowed the prince to wound his opponent a few times on the stomach before he finally gave a fatal blow on the heart.
The general expulsed blood from his mouth.
Alfonse let the general fell on the ground. Alfonse took a moment to look around in case an enemy tried to take advantage of him being distracted... but that never happened.
It seemed the battle was won... or at least that's what he could see through the dark of the night.
He got scared a second when a mage approached... but sighed when he saw it was Raigh.
"Everything in order?" asked the mage as he began to check the corpse of the general.
"Em..." Alfonse raised his eyebrow. "Yes... what are you doing?"
"Because the curse of Embla must have a catalyzer, I've been trying to look for anything that could have a fraction of dark magic on the corpses of all the ones that have been killed in battle."
"Ah, I see. Intelligent."
Raigh nodded. After a while... he found the general was carrying some dolls... he found what he was looking for as he clearly noticed the dark energy coming from them.
Kagero threw Kiran/Mark on the bed where he had been sleeping almost the whole time he had been unconscious since the fusion took place. He had least could thank to see Ephraim was in good condition again.
It was a strange feeling of surprise and... not surprise at the same time because of how much Kiran still was excited by curative magic... and how used to it Mark was.
However, his smile dropped when he noticed... Nino wasn't there...
"W-Where is she?..."
Clara gulped as she sat by his side.
"After you kissed her... she remained immobile for a while... then... she just left.
Kiran/Mark could claim his heart was feeling... cold?... yeah, this was sadness. "Damn..."
He almost would have hit himself again had Kagero not hold his hand.
"I request you to calm yourself, sir Kiran."
But he couldn't do that... but... again, a part of him wanted to go after her and tell her how much he loved her... to make her feel protected... but another one insisted he shouldn't bother her right now... he probably would screw the things up even more... again, mental pain appeared.
However, as he remembered he had just killed Eliwood... he suddenly remembered all the other people he had had adventures with... that were now resting underground...
He had technically assisted to the funeral of many of them...
Dorcas... Sain... Kent... Erk... Raven... Isadora... Farina... Fiora... Heath... Canas.
Tears wanted to get out from his eyes again as those faces crossed his mind...
He also became aware that he also didn't know where Priscilla, Lucius, and others were... dead too?... or had Veronica taken them to use them at the Emblian main army?...
He had worked so hard to make sure almost all of them could return home to have their happy endings... and SHE had thrown all his efforts at a cliff...
At least his two halves finally agreed at something...
THEY HATED VERONICA!
I honestly wanted Roy and Lilina to interact with both Eliwood and Héctor... but it would have been very convenient that they just happened to run into both. So, I decided to give to Roy an opportunity to finally earn his position as Lilina's husband by being able to defeat the man that would have forced him anyway to demonstrate he was worthy... well, kinda. You know the versions in the fight don't really have that level and the context does not create that exact situation... but meh, close enough.
So, now we have finished this world, make a guess! who do you think is going to help to repair Kiran/Mark's mind?
I guess it's no use to hide by now the fact that I have a FEH pass and my three S supports are Robin, Nino, and Lyn. I mean, it's very obvious at this point that the fic is a self-insert, I just didn't want to mention it at the beginning because people would have thought of the fic as probably very pretentious and say I'm making Kiran this way to raise my fucking ego... but don't worry. I'm not making this a harem story.
Thanks to stuff like finally completing Mario Galaxy 1 with Luigi and getting the final star of Mario Galaxy 2 (I HATE YOU PERFECT RUN! *insert cries of pain*) and such amount of free time, I've been very inspired. Who knows? perhaps another chapter is coming the next week too!
Anyway... time to answer reviews.
Guest:
Well, because in the Latin American fandom making even a single clue that you like Nino as a waifu regardless of the context causes people to try to kill you... the loli design they gave her does not help... I've liked her since I was 13 so... it sucks seeing how I continue growing up.
I also wasn't sure if I put enough moments in the story to make it to be coherent.
Well, yeah... they were friends... but I'm not sure if that was only because Athos hadn't discovered Nergal's hidden side of his personality... besides, Kiran is more similar to Nergal in the moment of the final fight (there's a certain part of Nergal's dialogue before the final battle that Kiran would totally agree with) and Mark is more similar to Athos in the present so... you see..
