Prologue 2: Grima's Death
This is it, the final stretch…
"COME… JOIN ME… DAMN THESE PEOPLE, YOU HAVE MUCH MORE POTENTIAL.
POTENTIAL TO BE A GOD… BECOMCE GRIMA JUST AS I DID IN YOUR LOVEVLY LUCINA'S HELLISH TIME…" I gritted my teeth, squinting my eyes, did I really become Grima? Brought the world to the brink of destruction? Did I cause Lucina so much grief?
It was an intense, uphill battle. We were fighting on the Fell Dragon's back. I could feel the fell blood in me pulsing… No, I couldn't, must resist. I Can't become Grima. I am not Grima. I am part of the Shepherds. I kneeled down, I heard a chuckle from the demonic voice that was Grima's, his voice echoing.
Lucina rushed to my side. "Get up you can do this. I know you can. You are not Grima, you're a part of the Shepherds." Raising her tone to give me reassurance, patting my shoulder. Lucina gave me her warm, heart-touching smile, that none other than her family would see.
I took comfort in her words proceeded to fight. Every time a new enemy would approach me, I thought of how much risen Lucina would encounter in her time. She went through hell, and now I felt it, as I tried to make sure I would survive, until I had to end this. Each spell I cast, I felt part of my soul be ruptured out of me. Each slice and movement I made with my sword, I tried to slash away my thoughts, trying to focus on my objective. Guilt started to build up in me. I want to end this, to end suffering, to end this vicious cycle. To end all war. To make the world peaceful.
The rest of the army were doing well. They were straining as they were formidable foes. Being powered even more by Grima.
Lon'qu was using his favourite Killing Edge. He was no novice. He knew how to fight. He capitalized on his enemies mistakes. Punishing them severely for it.
Miriel and Ricken were using magic to fight, using their rescue staves to bring our friends back to safety, and healing the injured.
All the mages shouting in sync "BOLGANONE" and on the very back of Grima, lava erupted from beneath his scales. No one questioned how it worked. "FORSETTI" I cried, putting all my power into casting this spell.
Flames flew everywhere, incinerating any who came in contact with. This cleared out the field.
Before Grima could summon anymore Grimleal, I Chrom and Lucina rushed towards the other me. "BWAHAHA, SEEMS LIKE YOU'VE MADE YOUR DECISION… DIE!" Grima casted his spell: Expiration, Lucina protected me, I nodded at her. I, Chrom and Lucina rushed, swords in hand. Falchion and Lucina's Parallel Falchion gave off that turquoise mist again. I had Mercurius; a legendary sword, one of the three Regalia in my hand.
"RRARGH"
"HIYAAHH"
"FOR YLISSE!"
All of our swords connected with Grima. He fell back. On one knee.
"This is it Robin, I'll land the final blow."
No, sorry Chrom, I can't just let this vicious cycle of Grima's awakening again. I have to land the final blow, so that Grima dies at his own hands, and will be killed, despite me leaving; it will be better for all of us, better for Lucina and Morgan. If you land the final blow with Falchion, Grima will only return to his slumber, only to be re-awakened. I must kill Grima.
I raised my hand, chanting a spell.
"NO, YOU WOULDN'T KILL ME, YOU CAN'T, YOU'll DIE."
"I will, I want to, so I can protect those who I love and care for."
I launched the magic ball of darkness at him.
"NOOOOOO!"
He started fading, his essence dissipating into the atmosphere. It's done. I've killed him.
"Nooooo! Robin. Damn you! I could've landed the final blow. Damn you and your kindness." Chrom exclaimed with pity and anger.
"Chrom, its fine, remember what Naga said at the awakening? If our bonds in the Shepherds are strong, there is a small chance I'll survive, don't worry, I'll return."
"NO! ROOOBIIIIN!" It was Lucina. "NO, OH GODS NO, NOT YOU ROBIN! I CAN'T LOSE ANOTHER DEAR ONE! NOOO PLEASE."
"Don't worry Lucina, I'll come back. I'm sure of it. Remember what Naga said? Tell the Shepherds my last thoughts were of them." "I shall return." "It might take long, it might not, but stay strong. I'm not a tactician for nothing."
"Damn you Robin, you better return." Chrom knelt down as he said that. A wave of relief came over me. I faded away and entered a dark void. It was cold, I was lifeless.
I saw a light…
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