Event || The Enemy Within

[melodiesmods]

Characters: All characters who signed-up for the event.
Where: In their heads.
When: January 15th.
Summary: The Heroes of Light have a vision-- They are living through a hypothetical future where the Sage share his knowledge with them, and things went horribly wrong as some Heroes of Light became the villains in this timeline. Maybe they'll revise their thoughts on getting all of that knowledge.
Warning: The apocalypse, deaths, tragedies, overall a lot of very bad things.

Mingle Threads: The Antagonists || The Protagonists || The Others || General
Free Open Threads: The Two Years || Other Events

#01 Attempts at Negotiations || Trano Golsaucia
#02 Tactical Espionage Action || Aqures Ixen
#03 Judgmental Glares || Aerilon
#04 The Fight for the Crystallized Bodies || Aqures Tosf
#05 The Dusk of the Heroes || Mysidia
#06 The Fight for the Moon || Lunar Gate
#07 Conflict Above the Stars || Moon Base
#08 The Birth of a God || Crystal Life Tree
#09 The Death of a World || Moon Base
#10 Where Everything Ends || Pandaemonium

Conclusion || The Sage in Mysidia

Comments

[unyieldingspirit]

"What else has been tried, though? What else has even seemed to work?" But there was doubt threaded through her words, and she moved closer to Lydia- for whose comfort, she wouldn't admit to, were any of them to ask.

She flicked her ears back, uneasily glancing between the others. "Out of death? Is that the price we have to pay?" Not that her hands were clean- not in the least- but this wasn't like fighting the Empire for their freedom. But blades had already been drawn, and Robin had raised her hand-

She watched in horror, eyes snapping from the spell to the tendrils around Robin, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up. "Robin…!?"

[shepherd_prince]

The shield wasn't expected, but even more unexpected was the burst of intense fire. It exploded against Chrom, throwing the prince off of his feet and sending him skidding across the room as his corpse cooked inside of his armor. There was a sickening, greasy smell as the flames consumed his cloak, eating away the edges, and his sword clattered to a stop against the edge of the room.

Unless someone was quick on the draw with healing, there could be no question as to Chrom's fate.

He was dead.