"Oh please, Astral Dragons, hear my prayers. I… I need your help."

Lilith knelt down in the center of her tent. The sun had only barely begun its climb into the sky and already the faint light gave the surrounding forest a beautifully soft glow. Though it was barely dawn, the stable girl was already quite awake. She had already been praying for several hours by the time the sun had first risen. That wasn't much of a surprise though; Lilith hadn't slept much since their recent encounter with Arete, Chrom, and Naga.

It had been less than a day since the group had returned to Nohr from the outrealm of Ylisse. After the initial shock of landing in a crater had passed, the group had tried their best to get their bearings. Eventually finding the path they had taken to get to the portal, their second shock came in the form of all their belongings and bags neatly laid out at the edge of the crater. No explanation was given. No clue.

But that wasn't the worst of it. Another mystery was hardly earth shattering. Hell, compared to interdimensional travel it was almost normal. What was really eating at her was what had happened during the trip.

Now Lilith had seen more than most. Growing up in Valla had seen to that. While most people her age had been worried about chores or playing games, she had been taught to hunt down the ever-shrinking pool of rebels that had opposed Anankos's will. Some of those memories still felt as fresh as the day she had made them, like an open wound that refused to ever heal. Lilith shivered at the thought. She had only been nine at the time of her escape. But those nine years? Almost the first decade of her life? Lilith wasn't sure if she could ever escape those experiences.

She had tried. After escaping from Arete and a small army of Vallite, Lilith had made her way to an outrealm far beyond Nohr and Hoshido. The land of the Astral Dragons. For six years she had trained, learning at their feet and becoming accustomed to their culture, to a way of life where killing was wrong and where life actually had meaning. They had been the first group to treat her as a human being. But it was doomed to end, for though it had been painful, she had known that Corrin, her brother, needed her.

So she left. And for the following six years she had been happy. Where the Northern Fortress had been a prison for Corrin, it had been a paradise for her. The work was nothing to a young dragon and everyone was always kind to her. And the best part? Corrin was always near by. To have a family member that actually cared for her… It was such a blessing.

But now? I don't even know anymore, Lilith thought bitterly. I thought that Anankos was the worst threat to existence we would have to fight, but the Astral Dragons never once mentioned demons. What if there are more of them? What if they are just as strong as Ose? And to make matters worse Corrin is… Corrin is…

That was the worst of it. Ever since the first battle with Ose, something had changed about Corrin and it wasn't just the new and unnatural was his attitude. If she hadn't known him for so long, she wouldn't have noticed, but to her it was clear as day. There was a rashness, a certain recklessness that hadn't been there before. And worse still, a cold calculated rationale that seemed to always be lurking under the surface. At first she had been certain it was just a result of his being under house arrest for over ten years. Nothing more than the product of teenager acclimating to a strange and alien environment.

But then he had killed Hans. In cold blood no less.

And now the leader of the divine dragon tribe says that Corrin is a fiend? Is that some type of demon? What does that mean? Why does she not want him to return? Could he be degenerating already? Did Azura pass on the dragonstone too late? Corrin… What's going on-

"Lilith? Are you awake?"

The stable girl almost jumped. Looking back at the entrance to her tent, she found that Kaze had poked his head in through the flap. "Kaze? What are you doing here?"

"My apologies, but I couldn't sleep." Kaze shrugged as took a seat next to Lilith. "I suppose I'm just a little rattled from yesterday."

"Me too," she admitted.

"I don't suppose you'd want to talk about what happened?" Kaze asked as he slowly entered the room, ever cautious not to make any noise. It wouldn't do to wake the whole camp. "Being a dragon yourself, I thought you might at least have an idea of what was going on here."

Lilith glanced quickly at the tent flap to make sure they were alone. "I- I'll tell you what I can. But please try to remember that I don't have all of the answers."

"Naturally. And thank you," Kaze said with a smile and a slight bow of the head. "Now, that woman said that she was a dragon―" Kaze began.

"A divine dragon," Lilith interrupted with a slight frown.

"My apologies. I'm afraid I am rather unfamiliar with the tribes and politics of dragons."

Lilith winced. He was right, of course. For a moment there she had forgotten where she was. Naga's presence had brought back her memories of living with the Astral dragons in a sudden rush of emotions and feelings. Chief among those being a tedious obsession with the particulars. "I- I'm sorry. An old teacher of mine was very strict when it came to giving the various manakete tribes their due respect."

"Manakete tribes?" Kaze asked warily.

"Tribes with the abilities to change between dragon and human form." Lilith explained. "For example Naga is of the Divine tribe while I am of the Astral tribe." Well I was adopted into it at any rate. But the less we talk about the Silent Dragons the better…

"Hmm." Kaze nodded thoughtfully. "So are the Dusk and Dawn dragons that Hoshido and Nohr worship tribes as well?"

"Yes," Lilith admitted. "But they are so old that few if any of them still exist. By the time that Hoshido and Nohr were even founded only four of each remained. But they were far too proud to take Naga's advice. The majority of them continued to battle each other until there was nothing left of them but their feral souls." The stable girl shuddered. "Such a terrible fate."

"You're saying two tribes of dragons fought each other until they were literal ghosts," Kaze clarified.

"Yes."

Kaze ran a hand through his head while he tried to take that in. "And this was because they didn't take Naga's advice? That green haired woman we met in Ylisse?"

"Yes. She was the first to discover the power of the dragonstones." Lilith stopped as a confused look once again took over Kaze's face. "Stones that limit the powers of a dragon. It's why Lord Corrin can control his powers for the most part now."

"Ahh. And she invented them?"

Lilith nodded. "Essentially. To my knowledge the Dawn and Dusk dragons refused to use them along with all of the Earth dragon tribe. And now those tribes are extinct. In addition the Fire, Ice, and Mage tribes have also disappeared from the world, so they are most likely all dead as well. The only tribes that definitely still exist are the Divine, the Astral, and the Silent."

"The Silent?"

Lilith grimaced. "No. Not here. Not now. I will not talk of that without Lord Corrin. And regardless, there are other complications. The curse…" Kaze's eyes widened at the mention of Valla's curse but Lilith continued regardless. "Also, we're dodging the matter at hand."

"Indeed we are. Corrin has changed; you've noticed it as well."

"So, what are we going to do?" the stable girl asked, the pitch of her voice rising with her stress. It was as if Kaze's simple statement, his simple certification that she wasn't just making it all up inside her head, had opened up a set of floodgates inside her. "How can we believe Naga? If what she said was true then Corrin is a― a― But it's Naga… She would never lie. She's Naga. I― I―"

"Lilith, please. You're rambling. Please, calm down." The ninja smiled warmly at her and placed a hand on her shoulder. Lilith flinched at his touch, only then realizing how close to tears she was. "Do you still believe in Corrin?"

"I… I don't know anymore..," she answered. "I want to― but―" But if Corrin is becoming like his father...

"Then perhaps we should wait before we pass judgement," Kaze replied. "I too have noticed changes in my lord, but none so severe that he is not still the man I swore myself too. If the day should come that that changes, then I will deal with that then. Today I will keep my vow."

"Your vow?" Lilith asked quietly. You don't know what I do, Kaze. How can you be so sure? What if Naga was warning that Corrin has started to degenerate? Even now there is a crack going down the side of his dragonstone. What if it was too late when he received it?"

The ninja smiled. "Yes. I swore myself to Lord Corrin, and I intend to make good on that oath."

"You sound awfully confident for someone who's only known him for a month." Lilith accused. Kaze retracted his hand from his shoulder as if he had been stung by the uncharacteristic vehemence of her voice. A small voice inside her protested that she was lashing out, projecting her frustrations with Corrin onto Kaze. The voice was right of course, she was taking out her helplessness on the ninja. But Lilith ignored the voice, too angry to do otherwise, and over a month of stress and confusion gushed forth from the stable girl. "I thought ninja were supposed to use their heads? Well then think about it! How would you even know if he was different?You don't even know him!" she sneered. "All you did was get saved by an enemy prince and then, like a lost dog, follow him home."

"I do know him," Kaze interrupted, his eyes uncharacteristically narrow with indignation. "And I would recommend you don't confuse anger for me with your anger at your own confusion."

"Oh, it's my fault now?!" she asked incredulously, refusing to back down. "Unlike you, I've known him, served him, for years! And now you think that just because you've betrayed your country you can tell me what's the best action to take?!"

"Lilith, please calm down," Kaze said. From the look of him, the rational side of Lilith could clearly see he was trying very, very hard to hold his emotions in check. "If anything it's Corrin's fault."

"So you admit it!" she was nearly screaming at this point. From the faint sound of falling firewood outside, it was safe to say say Felicia had overheard that last part. At this point the stable girl didn't care. Let them stare! I don't care. I just want to go back to the way things were. It was the only time I was ever happy...

"I admit that Corrin is changing," Kaze clarified. "But what I meant was that he was at fault for keeping us out of the loop. But even is he is changing, with current circumstances how couldn't he? The man has been through more in the past month than most have been their entire lives. Of course it's going to affect him."

"OH, blame it on stress. That's―"

But Kaze wasn't finished. "Besides, what of yourself? There are several questions regarding Lilith that have yet to be answered, are there not? For one, how is it that not only is Corrin a dragon, or manakete, or whatever they're called, but also his servant? How is it that this servant of his knows about… 'it' and yet hardly makes a mention of it or its danger, even when in the only place they could possibly discuss it?" The ninja leaned in closer. "Why is it, that someone who knows so much, tells her lord so little?"

Lilith's blood froze. "What are you saying? That I'm a…"

"Hardly," Kaze responded immediately, some but not all of the edge to his voice gone. "I've fought beside you; I put my life in your hands. If you meant Lord Corrin or myself harm you could have killed us easily. What I'm saying is that you are a mystery. A mystery that we can accept because we know you. So please, give my lord the benefit of the doubt. I'm sure he will prove me right given time."

Lilith trembled as the ninja rose and turned towards the door. "You… How can you be so sure? About me? About Corrin?"

Kaze stopped. "For one, I don't have much a choice, do I? You two are all I have. Two?" He shrugged. "I don't know. It's just a feeling. But then again, I've always been a pretty good judge of character."

With that the ninja began to walk away. As he went, thoughts fired through Lilith's mind. Guilt, anger, and shame were running rampant. Why is it he can be so sure? she fumed. Is it because he doesn't know Corrin's heritage? Is it because he hasn't seen what he, no, what we could become? She shook her head desperately. NO NO NO! We are not our father. We will NEVER be Anankos. Never...

By now she had begun to cry, tears sliding down her face. But through it all, she still managed to speak. "You're still dodging the issue though." She looked up through the tears. "What if you're wrong?"

Kaze stopped. When he replied, there was slight trepidation in his voice. "Pardon?"

"What if you're wrong?" Lilith asked. No longer yelling, her voice was hollow and emotionless. "What if you're wrong and he is going insane or degenerating or a demon or whatever? What if Naga is telling the truth? What if he is possessed by some monster? What then?"

Kaze stood still for while, thinking about what the stable girl had said. In the end he turned to leave. There was nothing he could say, and they both knew it.

Because if Corrin is what Naga says he is…, Lilith thought, then Kaze and I may very well be aiding a monster destroy everything and everyone we have ever held dear.

The smoke was the first thing they saw. About five kilometers away from the town, they were finally able to put an image to the sickening smell they had been enduring for a while. Next came the screams.

At the first one, Corrin broke into a sprint, beckoning Lilith and the other servants to back him up.

Corrin, why are you being so rash? Lilith thought, struggling to keep the annoyance and trepidation off of her face. If it is demons, then we'll be slaughtered!

Then the first of the figures appeared through the trees. It was hulking and brutish, a nightmarish monster taller than any human. Its bulging muscles gave the illusion of a monstrous body builder, in fact it could have been, if not for the sheer size and the fact the it's skin was a sickening shade of green. No face looked down at them, only a cold metal mask.

Lilith's eyes widened. It was a Faceless. A monstrous servant of Anankos and Valla. That wasn't the worst of it though, in reality Faceless were actually―

Her thoughts were interrupted by the monster's roar. Looking up, she almost screamed as the Faceless barreled towards Corrin. It was fast, but not unnaturally so for a creature of its size. Faceless were deadly, but they were not demons. As long as Corrin had the Yato…

"My lord! Your weapon!" Kaze yelled a warning. Confused, Lilith noticed in horror that Corrin had yet to draw his weapon, instead looking at the Faceless with a calm determination.

Lilith raised her hand and focused, readying an Astral blast strong enough to take the head off of the Faceless, but she knew it wouldn't be charged in time.

As the Faceless rushed towards Corrin, Lilith saw uncertainty flash across his face. For a moment his arm twitched upwards as though to catch the Faceless's punch but at the last moment he instead hurled himself out of the way. The Faceless careened past him and into a nearby tree, blasting it into a cloud of leaves and bark with a single strike.

Before the debris had even finished falling, Kaze was already in motion. Shuiken sprouted from the monster's joints, crippling its movement, even as Felicia moved to check on Corrin. All that was left was for Lilith to finish the beast off.

And with a flash of light, she did just that.

"Lord Corrin, what was that?" Kaze demanded as Felicia helped him back to his feet. "You didn't even have your sword drawn."

"Sorry. Guess I just froze up for a second," Corrin said with a grimace. Lilith noticed the side of his right eye twitch. Sighing, he reached down and finally drew his sword.

"Well, at least you're not hurt. What was that?" Felicia asked.

Before Lilith could answer, Corrin piped in. "A Faceless." While Lilith's mouth plummeted towards the ground, the former-prince continued, "Not a demon from what I can tell, but a problem nonetheless." Corrin glanced at the shattered wreck that had been a tree and winced. "Definitely a problem."

She wanted to ask him how he knew what they were called. She wanted to demand that he tell her. But something held her back. Perhaps she was being paranoid. He had probably heard the term while back in Hoshido. Hell, Kaze and the rest of the border guard had no doubt seen their fair share of the creatures. Nohr had always had a penchant for sending them over to harass the country, after all they had been among the few beings immune to Mikoto's barrier. Maybe Corrin had even heard the term in Nohr itself, though that didn't seem very likely.

The point was that it was incredibly possible that Corrin had heard of the Faceless. There was no reason she ought be suspicious of her lord.

But then, why was she?

"They have a weakness to expel and holy magic." Corrin continued, totally oblivious to her suspicion. "I don't suppose any of you have access to that kind of thing."

Kaze looked at him with an odd sense of bewilderment while Lilith somehow managed to shake her head. How the hell does he know that?! Only Anankos's leading generals and the Nohrian Sorcerer's academy have that kind of information. Where did he hear that?!

Corrin rolled his eyes and motioned for everyone to follow him. "Figures. Well, they don't seem too bad. Let's just take this nice and slowly. No need for anyone to get hurt."

"B-but, milord what about the town?" Felicia asked, taking a brief moment to glance at the now headless form of the Faceless lying motionless on the ground.

When he finally replied, Lilith could feel the despair dripping from his voice. "Felicia, can't you tell? We were too late. The town isn't here anymore."

"But- but―" The maid looked at both Kaze and Lilith, her eyes beseeching them to come to her aid, to tell her that Corrin was wrong, or that he was lying, or― something. Anything.

But there was nothing to say. For while the group had fought that first Faceless, the screams that they had been running towards had all fallen silent. Smoke still rose from the trees ahead of them, but there was no noise. No life. Only silence.

The wooden houses were still alight as the group carefully picked their way through the ruins of the village. It was afternoon now, and the sun's light was quick to shine off of the dull soulless helmets of the Faceless that were still lurking in the forsaken structures.

They were picked off as quickly as they appeared. It was methodical. Corrin would either kill them or lure them out into the open and then the other three would intercept the monster with ranged weapons or magic as it charged. Rinse, repeat. Again and again and again.

No bodies. That was the unspoken anomaly that they had all realized. Though their murderers were obvious enough, the victims themselves? Their fate was unknown.

Finally, after what felt like the fiftieth Faceless was dead and gone, Corrin gave the all clear. He told Kaze to scout the forest for survivors, but by this point no one had any real hope that he would find anything. But Kaze, ever the professional, did as he was bade and vanished into the surrounding woods.

"Damn," Corrin swore as he looked down the remnants of a well. "It looks like it's all dried up. We're going to have to refill our skins somewhere else."

Felicia nodded while Lilith just stared at him. "So what do we do now?"

Corrin shrugged. "After a good night's sleep, we'll have to go back. Probably take one of the Faceless's helmets with us as proof of what happened. Other than that, I'll send a letter to one of the Hoshidan border forts. This is technically Hoshidan territory we're in. And though I hardly think they'll be happy to hear we were on their side of the border, they'll want to bury their own. And we can't ignore that."

"And what exactly are they supposed to bury?" Lilith asked softly. There's nothing left.

He didn't have an answer for that. So instead the trio started to take inventory of their supplies for the journey home. They were almost finished when they hear the faint sound of footsteps from behind them.

Looking behind them, Lilith's mouth fell agape as she saw what had made the noise.

Kaze had returned. And clinging to his back, almost unconscious and with a slight laceration on her shoulder, was a Hoshidan girl about Lilith's own age. A survivor.

"And that is your report?" the ghostly form of Iago asked, somehow managing to sneer even in the form of a magical projection. "You really expect me to believe that the town was wiped out by Faceless? Faceless that had no master controlling them? No sorcerer to guide them? Do you think I'm simpleton?"

"YES! I think you're complete and utter moron, but that is really besides the point right now," Corrin fumed. "Whether or not there was a sorcerer still here shouldn't matter! A town is dead, everyone is gone, and the only one left is a young woman who still hasn't even woken up!"

"Yes, and your mission was to ascertain the veracity of the rumors regarding demons in the area," Iago lectured, still sneering from behind his mask. "I'm afraid a few Faceless is hardly what I'd call proof of your story. In fact, it calls into doubt your entire story regarding the death of the Hoshidan Queen."

"Milord, Both Kaze and I can vouch for Lord Corrin's story. Both in this and the death of the Queen," Lilith quickly interjected.

"And if either of your opinions were worth a grain of salt that might matter. But seeing as they don't-"

"You will not speak to my subordinates in such a fashion," Corrin interrupted brusquely. "If you continue to do so… Well I don't suppose I would be able to guarantee your safety."

Iago actually laughed. "Are you trying to threaten me, former-prince? Do you think that wise? Not only am I the King's personal advisor, but I am also the greatest mage the country of Nohr has ever seen!" Iago looked down at Corrin and all the cruel mirth was replaced with a cold focus. "The only reason you're still breathing is that my king seems to see some inkling of potential use for you. But should you become more trouble than you're worth... Why I could have you arrested for even looking at me the wrong way."

"And I am a half-dragon who beat back a demon," Corrin replied without hesitation and with the ease and authority of a general. "Do you think I'm afraid of a spoiled brat playing at magic?" Corrin gifted the advisor with a feral smile. "I would rip you apart. The only reason you still have a head is because my father happens to like you. Much like I'd expect a pirate to like a parrot. A pet."

The two stared at each other and for a moment Lilith worried that the threats would escalate into a duel upon Corrin's return to Windmire. As much as she hated the advisor, and she really did loathe him, a fight would only bring Corrin trouble and buy him enemies he desperately didn't need. Eventually, however, Iago broke the silence. "Well it sounds as if his grace is keeping us both safe, now doesn't it?"

"It would appear that way," Corrin conceded. "But that's hardly the Nohrian way, now is it?"

"Agreed. Perhaps we ought reevaluate that arrangement upon your return," Iago finished slowly.

"Milord―" Felicia began nervously.

"I'm looking forward to it," Corrin spat back.

"Absolutely wonderful." Iago raised a hand to break the spell and end the audience. But then, right when he was about to snap his finger, he stopped and smiled. "Oh, but before that, how could I forget? I'm afraid I have some new orders for you. Shame that. Turns out the there has been a bit of a development back home."

Lilith could hear her boss taking deep breath after deep breath, trying desperately to keep his emotions from going rampant. "Oh really? Well. That's just… perfect. And there is no one else in the area? My men are tired and we're running low on supplies."

A map made of magical energy appeared at Iago's hand. "Oh what a pity. I'm so sorry about that but I'm afraid everyone else is otherwise occupied. Did you know? We happen to be at war."

Scales started to creep out from Corrin's skin. "I hadn't noticed."

"Hmm. Well your next target is an old castle called Fort Dragonfall. Hoshidan troops have taken it over." A mark appeared on the screen in the central portion of the country. "Needless to say, the fact that Hoshidan troops have managed to pierce so far into our defenses is quite troubling―"

"How the hell did they get so far so quickly!" Corrin fumed, his arm fully transforming in rage. "We've been gone for a week at the very most. Where has my brother―"

But Iago merely waved the question off. "If you must know, this is the result of our press across the canyon. Though we have managed to take quite a bit of territory ourselves, they also managed to sneak a portion of their army behind our lines. This group is merely a splinter cell that was cut off from the rest of their fellows. Isolated behind enemy lines."

"And the reason we can't just deploy my sister's wyvern riders is because…," Corrin trailed off.

"Because they are deployed at the front lines." The advisor crushed the image of the map in his fist as the magical message began to waver and fade. "Now if you'd kindly come back to our side of the canyon, you might actually be able to save more than a single girl before the Hoshidans ravage our country side."

"FINE!" Corrin shouted and swung the Yato, cleaving the magic image into oblivion. Still breathing heavily, Corrin swung back to his companions.

"Felicia, you and I will finish packing up our supplies. Lilith, charter a passage for us by a nearby river. We'll need to restock on water and fish if we're going to have any hope of making it. Kaze, can you take care of the girl?"

"Of course Corrin. But shouldn't we leave her with Hoshidan authorities?"

The prince shook his head. "I'd love to, but the longer it takes to get to Fort Dragonfall the more likely Iago will try to have us executed when we get back to the capitol. If we meet any guards or soldiers on the road we can try, but I'll be damned if we just hand her off to the first traveler we meet."

"Agreed. Alright, I'll see to her." Kaze and the rest walked off to prepare. Contrary to what Corrin had said earlier, it seemed as though there wouldn't be any rest for anyone tonight after all.

Iago smiled to himself as he finished the message and Corrin ended the spell. Everything had gone as closely to perfect as possible and for the first time in centuries he felt content.

He sighed at the sound of a door opening. He would have liked to have a few more hours to himself, but it seemed as though that was hardly going to happen. This wouldn't be half as bad if it wasn't that woman. Bracing himself to deal with his 'unique' companion he put on his best smile and entered the foyer of the mansion to find a woman in the garb a Hoshidan diviner sitting in a nearby chair taking off her sandals.

Looking up at the sound of his footsteps, the woman scowled in his direction. "Really? You're still wearing that form? Ugh, disgusting."

Forcing his smile not to waver, the man replied, "Milady, does it really benefit you to be so cruel? If poor Iago could but hear you, why he would be in tears!"

"What do I care of that slimy little bug? Iago is a stuck-up brat with a god-complex. The only decent thing about him is that he's so mind-bendingly stupid that he hasn't noticed that the damned Demifiend has been under his nose for over a decade," the woman replied with a wave of her hand. "Now, if you would kindly return to your normal form, I could use some help with getting these rags off."

"Naturally, milady," the fake-Iago replied with only a slight roll of his eyes. One flash of light later and he had returned to the form of a handsome man with neatly combed black hair, clothes worthy of a noble, and a slight goatee. "I assume everything went smoothly on your end?"

"Obviously," the woman all but grunted. "I mean seriously, Loki, did you honestly expect anything less?"

"Of course not, but I am required to make sure," Loki replied fluidly. "Everything went according to plan on my end as well. Shin and his allies will be making their way to Fort Dragonfall with all due haste. And upon their arrival…"

"Yes, yes, I'm quite certain we both know what will happen once they get there." The woman's crimson eyes flared with impatience. "I still don't get why I was only supposed to put one command on the charmed Vallite princess, especially a command as boring as that. It would have been so much more fun to just have her stab Managi on sight."

"Milady, you know as well as I that this is merely a test run. We wouldn't want to draw too much attention to ourselves this early into the game, now would we?" Loki lightly chided.

The woman laughed softly to herself as she finished trading the Hoshidan diviner clothes for those of a Nohrian sorceress. "My god Loki, you're like my mother. I was being facetious. I thought demons were supposed to be at least a little savvy. "

"I'm afraid it is often quite hard to tell with you, milady," Loki said through a very forced smile. "And I was under the impression you were an orphan both times you grew up."

"It's an expression, love. Try not to fall too far behind." The woman smirked at the demon.

Loki sighed. Honestly, the things he had to put up with… "Regardless, we probably ought head back to the academy; by now the second prince will have finished his research and be on route back to the capitol."

"A pity, I would have loved to play with him a little," the woman said with a slight sigh. "Oh, speaking of the academy's best and brightest, I ran into one of their alumni on my mission. A dark mage by the name of Nyx. She made the unfortunate mistake of recognizing me for what I am."

"Oh? And how did that go?" Loki asked as if he didn't already know.

The woman chuckled and walked up to the demon, laying a hand on his cheek and giving him a smile so chilling it made the norse god of mischief want to run and hide. "Let's just say that I think we can skip dinner tonight, dear."

Author's Note-

Thank you very much for reading! If you have questions, critiques, or predictions, please leave a review and I'll do my best to get back to you!

First things first- I am sorry for this being late. Work, college, and life in general kind of decided to triple team me all at once and I had to focus on them. As much as I'd love to promise it won't happen again, that's simply unrealistic. Hopefully it won't happen in the foreseeable future though.

This one was interesting to write, though I'm not really sure if I managed to do Lilith justice. In the actual games we really don't get much interaction with her. (You know, besides feeding her and... uh... 'events' near the end of Conquest and Birthright.) Which is kind of sad for a character that had such a good setup. In addition she really is an interesting character, what with her 'unique' relation to both Corrin and Anankos. It's a shame. I kind of wish Nintendo had used her as a foil to Corrin, but eh what the hell. (Who knows, maybe I just want another playable Manakete in Fates.)

Demons Anarchy of Pride- That means a lot to hear! I hope you enjoyed this one as well. Also I haven't had the time to pick up apocalypse yet. (Currently going through Strange Journey and all I can say is that Ouroboros can go straight to hell.) I did look up what DLC you were talking about though, and OH BOY is that some major incentive to buy it. Damn, that setup seems perfect for this story. I'll have to give it some thought to see if I can make it fit. (Might have to work around the whole TDE Demifiend but hey, that should be pretty easy.) Thanks for the recommendation!

rc48177-ROW ROW FIGHT THE POWER! ! ! !

Guest- I'm only planning one ending currently. That being said there might be a one off chapter or two that act as a sort of what-if scenario.

Disclaimer- This is a nonprofit, fan-based work. All characters and settings belong to their respective owners.

Next Time (Nov. 12)- Fort Dragonfall