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Spite of the Necromancer

by Phantaphetamine
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How long has it been since I've been incarcerated in this abyss? Decades? Centuries? Heh, I've lost count. But now, it seems that someone- somepony is desperate. Desperate enough to unleash me for my... particular abilities.
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////This is a Fire Emblem: Sacred Stones cross-over////

I, Formotiis, more renowned as the Demon King, was defeated and was killed, and now, I am in this pitch-black abyss named Tartarus. And to make my situation even more miserable, I am still under the guise of this feeble being... I do believe his name is Lyon.

Gah. You probably don't know what I'm talking about, understandable, considering that I didn't give you a satisfiable introduction. So here's a quick venture of my past:

Some eons ago, or so, the Five Heroes, a band of mongrels, in my opinion, trapped my soul using the Sacred Stones. The stone of Grado, also known as the Fire Emblem holds my soul. Six-hundred, or was eight-hundred years later? I am uncertain, my remembrance grows decadent.

Back to the topic, Vigarde, the Emperor of Grado, dies and his son Lyon then tries to bring him back to life using the power of the Sacred Stones. Heh, the fool. He should've anticipated what was about to result after his tampering with such relics.

However, Lyon succeeds, but in the process gets possessed by Fomortiis, also known as me. Some time later, this wretch, Eirika, and his brother Ephraim, who were dear friends of the fool, decided to challenge me. Surprisingly, they somehow managed to gain the sacred weapons that the Five Heroes (Fools) wielded.

Despite the completion of my resurrection, I was defeated, and was ultimately killed. Hm, I think that's all you need to know.

Gah, I've waited in this pit long enough... I find myself saying that to no one every day. But now, it seems that someone is... desperate. This being thinks that I can resurrect her fallen loved ones. Naturally, I assured her that I will, that is, if she can free me from this damned place.

Of course, I don't plan on being helpful. Just a simple deception and this being just condemned her entire world. Ha. I just love the face of people who suddenly find themselves in the pits of despair!

Although, the one requesting my aid is not exactly human... along with the inhabitants of her world. This is problematic.

Teen
Incomplete
Adventure
Dark
Gore

2,638 words: Estimated 11 Minutes to read: [Cache]

1 Chapter:

  1. Prologue. Second Breath [Cache] Aug 3rd, 2014
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Published Aug 3rd, 2014

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