Outrealms

It started in the Order's library. Robin had found a book about Breidablik while exchanging tactics with Corrin and Kamui, female and male respectively, and instantly handed it to Kiran without a second of hesitation, demanding that he keep it far, far away from him. Kiran had only blinked in response and dodged the thrown book.

Reading it, on the other hand, made him interested. His past suspicions were right in believing that the relic could open Outrealm portals, and the plan to charge against the World of Mystery yet again was removed from his agenda for the day.

Stumbling into an alternate, burning Askr wasn't on the agenda.

"What the hell happened?!"

Why were there dead bodies everywhere?! Why was Askr burning?! WHAT GOD THOUGHT THE BEST DIMENSION TO JUMP INTO WOULD BE THE ONE TAKEN BY THE APOCALYPSE?!

What was he supposed to do? Get a bucket?! Open a portal at the bottom of the ocean and hope the water pressure wouldn't kill whoever the hell was left?!

"Would you quiet down," a voice said, and Kiran whipped around to see… himself? Like, complete mirror version of himself, yet he looked totally exhausted.

"You're me!"

"It's an Outrealm," Apocalypse!Kiran tiredly stated, "of course I'm you. What, are you the version of me that didn't play Awakening?"

Oh that was blasphemous. What kind of person didn't play Awakening?!

"I didn't think using Breidablik would lead me to an AU! And of course I played Awakening!"

Apocalypse!Kiran only nodded in response, and then asked a question that hade him shudder.

"Have Raigh and Nino S-Supported yet?"

Ugh. Why make him think about that again? He didn't know how to break the news of their identities without feeling like the personification of Satan, but he'd been able to curb a lot of it with tenacity. They tried to cuddle in the mess hall, and strangely enough, Raigh got a huge stomach-ache and had to sprint away. Kiran and Lissa just happened to bump fists at the same time.

It also probably helped that she recognized Laslow as Inigo with ease and would not abandon the revelation no matter what, so she could easily understand the whole 'Kids that were just born have time traveled in the future to return to the present to help out' thing.

"What? No! What the hell, why do you think I'd let that happen?"

"Because I did. You're me, remember?"

Kiran opened his mouth to retort, contemplated how that fact was technically true, and grit his teeth when a small smirk spread on A!Kiran's face, and in all of the time Kiran had spent living, he knew he was going to meme, and put a stop to it.

"If you say 'I am the Shadow, the True Self,' I will let you burn."

Apocalypse!Kiran sighed miserably, his chance to meme gone, and looked over the chaos that was Askr, beckoning Main!Kiran over like he was Mufasa and was about to tell Kiran that everything the fire touched was theirs.

He almost did, he could tell by the smirk. The gravity of the situation stopped him from making the reference, instead pointing at the burning Castle of the Order.

"We let this happen," he stated instead. "You have the chance to stop it. I… I couldn't bring myself to say anything. I had to preserve Nino's innocence, me! And it caused… this. Incest caused the end of the world."

Lord, if everything around wasn't on fire, he'd be roaring up a storm. Instead, Kiran just looked with uncertainty at Breidablik, the gun in his hand quiet and unassuming. Apocalypse!Kiran placed a hand onto Kiran's shoulder, desperation in his eyes, and Kiran wondered if he'd ever looked so ragged in his life.

"Please make it so this doesn't happen."

"Y-Yeah."

Apocalypse!Kiran nodded, gesturing Kiran back to his portal and forcing him to wonder how to keep his Askr from becoming like that. The portal closed behind him, and Kiran stood in his room, everything how he left it and realized: oh god, he couldn't make Nino cry.

"Maybe I'll let Lugh explain it. I mean, Raigh is already available for summon. The second greenie can't be too far off."

And then he wasn't able to summon Lugh until the 3.3.0 update.

Kiran looked at himself.

No, scratch that.

Kiran looked at her, who was him, but female, so while he technically did look at himself, he also looked at… herself? It was him but a girl. Longer black hair, a more feminine figure, and she was a bit shorter, but… Fem!Kiran.

"You're thinking too hard about this," she grinned, and Kiran groaned. He took the chance to look around the Outrealm, and instead of seeing a bunch of Fire Emblem characters with switched genders, he was met with everything completely normal. No Chroms with boobs or male Nowi, - was that the plural for Nowi? - and it made him take a refreshing and calming breath to get things situated. He looked to Fem!Kiran and quickly realized that he probably shouldn't call her that, because if she was just him but female, she wouldn't take kindly to being called a faker.

"So…" he started, looking back to Fem!Kiran, who looked like she already knew what he was going to say, probably considering they were the same person, "do I call you Kiran as well, or…"

"Kayla," she responded, "it's my actual name. I'd assume your real name is the same as my little brother's?"

Kiran nodded, and Kayla just smiled.

"Then I'll call you K, just like I do to him. Isn't it nice having a nickname from your sister?"

He seethed, and she laughed. Kayla - his Kayla - would do the same, never calling him his actual name and slapping a number of absurd nicknames onto him, and it irked him because none of them were normal, and they usually just became insults.

"Call me room temperature coca-cola or the plain yogurt of people and there will be hell to pay."

She smirked, but dramatically brought a hand to her chest and slapped an offended expression onto her face, declaring "Oh, I would never!" He rolled his eyes because knew her, even if she was him but female, and knew she'd be calling him such in minutes. After all, she was him.

He was saved from the insult that was about to hit by her Alfonse walking into the conversation, looking up, and his eyes widening in terror as he looked at Kiran and then Kayla, focus flickering onto both of them again and again.

"Alphy! Look! It's male me!"

Ew. Her pet names were nasty. He could only imagine the hell that would break out if he called Al "Alphy." Thankfully, Alphy seemed to pale and start sprinting in the opposite direction. Kayla turned back to Kiran with a small smirk.

"Sorry about him. My boyfriend has never really been the best with fourth wall breaking stuff."

...boyfriend…?

"You're dating ALFONSE?!"

Kayla glared at him.

"Yes, I'm dating Alfonse. Is that a problem, male me?"

Is that a problem? She was him… but female… and also possibly his little sister but their ages switched for this Outrealm, so he really didn't know. No, Alfonse wasn't a problem. He was pretty handsome, Kiran could accept that. He wasn't gonna start throwing his bro under the bus, but it was the implication of a female version of himself dating Al that made him panic.

"N-no, choose whoever the hell you please, I'm just wondering if that means I'll…" he trailed off, gesturing to Alfonse and himself. Kayla's anger vanished, and she also looked between him and the prince, a hand over her mouth. That was the distinct 'Kiran's brain is processing' face, and he suddenly realized that they'd both put on the expression simultaneously.

Did… this mean he had the hots for Alfonse? God, he couldn't bring himself to think of that as a possibility. Al was Al, as in his brother figure. He didn't want to imagine anything further than such.

Kayla turned to him, an expression on her face that was Anna's hated 'Kiran bullshit' face, and he suddenly realized why she hated it. He was a terrible liar.

"You think I understand all of the intricacies of Outrealms? All I know is that you're me, but male."

"I know when you're bullshitting your way out of answering me."

She sucked a tooth at him, and he offendedly scoffed.

The sudden opportunity popped into his head. He had a familiar figure that knew how he thought and worked because she did the same, and she was also a Summoner for Askr.

They could team up if something bad happened. They could work together, and he fully intended to help if she needed it.

"Hey, Kayla, I might drop in from time to time to get advice, so don't be surprised if I suddenly appear asking for…" he trailed off, blurting the first thing that came to mind, "I dunno, dating tips or something."

She looked at him with that iconic 'Wait, what are you talking about, we've been over this' face and hated himself for being able to identify such an expression.

"Dating tips? We've already been in one relationship, and I got over it pretty quick."

Oh, great. Good for her. Meanwhile, here he was jumping at every shadow because he'd get the vibe that the good old Ex needed to have another 'word' with him.

"Looks like I found what separates us," he said, wondering just what had happened to actually make her get over her.

Or… him, here. God that was really weird to say.

Kiran was living the life!

Okay, so, yeah! Summoned into a world of total hot video game babes, of course he would prosper, especially since not a single soul around here was male! He got jiggy whenever he wanted, realized all kinds of things that got him excited, and may or may not have gotten himself a harem.

And so, when another source of testosterone stepped out of a glowing blue portal to what looked like another Askr, he knew he needed to defend what he'd earned.

"What in the hell is up with this place? Is this one of those hella shittily written AU's about getting a harem?"

"You'd be correct."

M!Kiran looked to H!Kiran and sighed.

"You sick son of a bitch," Main!Kiran grumbled to him. Harem!Kiran grit his teeth at the remark.

"What?! Come on, this is literally utopia for every straight guy! What're you, gay?"

M!Kiran just looked at him and sighed, rubbing his eyes with the expression of someone who'd dealt with way too much at once.

"Dude, you are the most feminine version of me I've met in my life, and I just talked to Female!Kiran. No, I prefer the opposite sex, and yet I have a single shred of dignity in my body left, something you've managed to give up."

Shred of-?! Rude asshole!

"Give up?! I'm the king of this place! I am the personification of dignity here!"

M!Kiran's glare was cold,

"Also seems like the king of this place should go to hell for tapping the jailbait," M!Kiran snapped back, gesturing to Nowi, who waved with a huge smile on her face. It was hard to ignore the large stomach of her pregnancy with her wearing an outfit that covered basically nothing.

It had been a strange night.

"She doesn't count. She's legal!"

"And she acts like a child," M!Kiran retorted quickly, "and holy shit, you tapped Nowi?! Who else did you sink your weird, gangly claws into?"

H!Kiran grinned and proudly stated "Everyone."

M!Kiran choked and glared with all the force of an exploding star at him, and H!Kiran realized he probably should've kept that piece of information hidden. Better a lolicon than a man whore.

"EVERYONE," M!Kiran demanded, "ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! YOU'RE TELLING ME YOU DID IT WITH NINO?!"

H!Kiran whimpered under the murderous glare his counterpart was giving him. The look of unrestrained disgust on his face was almost a palpable object, and H!Kiran had no doubt in his mind that if such became the case, he'd be beaten into the ground by whatever it would be that spawned.

"You're a perverted shithead whose balls dropped and decided he was the best. Just stay far away from me, and we'll be good."

"Maybe I'll conquer your Askr too! Probably not too hard, considering how much of a dick you ar-" H!Kiran choked on his next word, M!Kiran's Breidablik cracking him across the face and knocking him straight to the floor. Breidablik, the weapon he'd become so used to holding himself, was now pointed at H!Kiran, and there was a cold, heartlessness behind his counterpart's eyes.

"If I see even a hint of you in my Askr, your little brothel here won't be able to do shit to save your life," he stated with finality, walking back through the portal with one last stern glare. H!Kiran just held his jaw and glared after him. He was found by Lissa and healed, but he was forced to explain what had happened to everyone.

Only a few words had to be uttered before he felt even worse than before.

"Ooh, I like a man who takes control," Camilla stated, and just like that, H!Kiran's dreams gained one tiny, little crack. His harem was moving on to… HIM?!

"Okay," M!Kiran mumbled to himself, looking through the portal, "nothing's on fire. Good. I'm not seeing the signs of a harem, so check that one off. No genderbends. Alright, I'm clear to explore."

Kiran stepped through the portal, it closing behind him, and his eyes zeroed in on his fellow Kiran. Main!Kiran strode forwards, ready to give a hearty, world traveling greeting to his fellow Summoner, when something made him stop. It was a tick in the back of his brain that was screaming at him to kill. His hand was already on Breidablik's grip when his presence was noticed by his fellow Summoner, who rushed up to meet him with awe in his… heterochromatic eyes. His hair… f-fur was pure black, mostly covered by his cloak.

"Are you… me?"

M!Kiran looked at his Outrealm counterpart in horror.

Outrealm Kiran was a furry.

Alfonse had just wanted to relax. Walking into the bath to see a lone Kiran, drenched in gore, wasn't a part of his schedule.

"Kiran, why are you soaked in blood and fur?"

The Summoner just looked at him.

"...was nothing too important. Don't worry about it."

Alfonse didn't know what to say to that, so he merely shrugged and went on to get his bath, spending a nice and relaxing time in the hot water before stepping out to see Kiran still standing there.

"Kiran?"

Kiran looked at him with large doe eyes and whimpered.

"I committed a furry genocide."

And that was that.