Chapter 5
I was alone.
I had lost everything.
I was trapped again, in a maze of darkness, my candle's flame... burnt out. Life has been too cruel for me. What have I done to deserve having everything stripped away from me? My liberty, my family, and my love...
I didn't want to live anymore. My life... it was a meaningless lie after all...
I grabbed Owain's fallen sword. My hand trembled, picking it up. Just one touch, and I could end my suffering, once in for all...
I couldn't do it. I was disgusted on how pathetic and cowardly I was. I burst into tears once more... but I lost so much, they even seemed to disappear..
"Se...ve...ra..."
I glanced over. Who was that? I looked around, until a figure caught my eye. Where Grima once stood, a short figure, with crimson hair, identical to mine...
It was my father.
"Father?" I cried softly. He became one with Grima. How is he able to talk to me?
"My... daughter..." the voice whispered. "The future... lies in your hands... My power... is yours..."
Dad ain't making sense. What power do I have to change the future? I'm just a useless piece of junk...
Then, I noticed a small, glittering object. It was in Owain's hand. I opened it up.
It was Argent. The last gemstone.
I knew what I needed to do.
"Everyone! Grima has been weakened! The last gemstone... where is it?" Lucina shouted. So that's how father was able to talk to me...
I slowly walked forward, with Argent in my hand.
"Severa! Thank goodness! You found it!" the princess exclaimed. "Now... let us save the future." She presented her hand to me.
"Severa? What's wrong? We don't have much ti- ARGH!"
Blood started pooling in front of her following a sharp cry. I released my hand. The hand that held the sword responsible for stabbing Lucina in the chest.
"S-Severa, why..." Lucina stared at me, before falling lifeless to the ground.
"L-L-Lucina!" Voices from afar screamed.
I grabbed Falchion from her lifeless I placed Argent on the final pedestal of the emblem, the others barked viciously at me.
"W-What are you doing, Severa?"one cried.
"The Awakening could never be done now!"
"What about the future we all strived for? Have you forgotten?"
"You... TRAITOR!"
Traitor. Ha. My past self would have been traumatized by that heinous word. However, I was no longer someone. I was a nobody, a lonely soul. I dared not to look back.
"The future we strived for... was not the one I truly want now." I replied.
A dark aura surrounded me. Full of hate, hunger, horror. This is the power I sought for... Father, I'm ready... You and I, the same lonely soul. Let us share this power...
Just as that thought crossed my mind, Grima unleashed a ferocious beam of energy towards me. No need to dodge it. No need to fight back.
I point Falchion forwards as the beam violently strikes me.
"S-Severa!"
"Is she trying... to awaken that power she possesses?"
"No way..."
I gritted my teeth. The force was powerful, unforgiving... but I managed to remain standing on my two feet. After all, I only had room for one mission in my head. The dark energy rushed into my body... I was getting stronger...
"Is she...going to travel to... an alternate timeline?..."
"But she would lose all her memories by doing so! Or she could die trying!"
After all I gone through, the world is just full of shit. I lost almost everything. But I was willing to sacrifice the little bits of me I had left... Peace... friends... even the world.
Because I want him back into my life again. Owain... I will save you. And if you die again on this battlefield... I'll risk my life and do this again.
Falchion glowed white. The sky was painted a musky dark purple. With all my strength, I swung all the energy of Falchion into the heavens.
"RRRRAAAAAAGGGHHHHHH!"
And then, the blankness of still, pale white surrounded me. An empty space. Everything was silent. Did I become unconscious? No. Did I die? No.
It was the beginning of rewriting my future.