Aeva

Fire Emblem Fates - Corrin - Aeva

Had it been incredible luck that put Aeva on this path? That her life only remained intact because the person she had just met knew her rescuer? It was a strange kind of luck, but Aeva wasn’t about to complain. “You were certainly right before.” Aeva started. “I was quite naive and completely underestimated the dangers of this floor. I thought I could see the sights a little before I returned to floor 1.” She spoke half-truthfully. She’d work up the courage to return to that town and put her bad memories behind her, but it still felt so fresh, despite how much time had actually passed. The hea

It took the other man a moment to respond, perhaps not hearing her properly as he continued to work diligently on his work, finishing it off with a balloon display of sorts. Though his silence didn’t last forever, as the man turned his attention to her with a tired smile, apologizing for not noticing her earlier. “It’s quite alright. You appeared rather busy. I didn’t wish to intrude.” She responded with a polite nod. The white haired man invited her to enter and offered her something warm to drink, though Aeva was admittedly lost on how money worked in this world. Still, the idea was te

It appeared as though Aeva’s words weren’t going to be enough to convince Mari to lower her weapon, though that much was predictable. The woman continued to stare at the snow-haired girl with suspicion in her eyes and voice, going on to mention how she thought Aeva was just naive at first, but was starting to understand just how little the girl actually knew about the game they were all trapped in. When Mari referenced the orange marker hanging above her head and noted how Aeva had barely taken notice of it, the girl gave her a brief look of confusion before Mari raised the halberd even higher

Was this Snowfrost? Aeva looked at the cozy winter settlement with a mixture of wonder and confusion. It had been some time, but she had eventually made her way here through the snowy forest. A few NPCs and players alike gave the girl odd looks as she emerged from the woods themselves rather than the many paths leading through them from town. Of course, that would be a rather long story, and Aeva was far too distracted by Snowfrost to acknowledge the attention from any of them. Soon enough, she found herself aimlessly wandering the white streets of the town, admiring the little sho

“You want a floor that’s serene? Why not try the 22nd? That’s what it’s practically known for!” The encouraging words of a local NPC operating as an information guide touted proudly as the pale-haired girl watched him with curiosity. She was still having trouble identifying which people were real and which ones were just programs, often forgetting about or simply not noticing the green icons floating above their heads. Aeva hadn’t been back on the first floor for what? 4 years? Though for the players it had apparently felt like 6. It was so strange. These streets and roads were so bustling and

Aeva could almost sense the atmosphere change slightly as she studied Mari’s responses to her questions. There was something about the orange player that shifted when Aeva began to try and make polite conversation. She wasn’t sure why, but it almost seemed like Mari was more confused than Aeva was. Why? Had she said something to offend her? Apparently so. Before Aeva even knew what had happened, a flash of blue caused her to flinch in shock, and a gasp of air escaped her mouth. Her breathing increased as she suddenly stumbled backward from the imposing weapon that had appeared out o

Mari wasn’t entirely convinced by her words, though Aeva wasn’t surprised. Her outlook was entirely common, at least in the real world. The redhead had been correct in her line of thinking, though Aeva still believed people had the potential to change. It was just sad how few of them took those chances when they were offered. Even sadder when their choices took others away, like guarded Mari. The woman finally confirmed it with her own words, confessing that when she had needed help, nobody was there for her. How most people were the same way and had to learn on their own, encouraging A

It was different. Among the bustling streets of Aincrad’s starting city walked Aeva, completely overwhelmed by the sea of players and NPC’s alike wandering the roads. She had been here before, hadn’t she? Her memory was still foggy of that time, so she wasn’t sure of anything. Yet the buildings and layout brought a sense of familiarity. Yes, this was definitely the city. It just wasn’t empty any longer. Still, she hadn’t explored the Town of Beginnings for very long back then, she had no idea where anything was! She thought coming back here might be a bad idea, considering what had

Aeva looked down at the creature as Mari patted it, remarking that not everything was deserving of a chance. Aeva was now starting to understand the emotion she saw in the other’s gaze better with her words. She had been hurt before, and it changed her in some way or another. Aeva could never know the specifics, but Mari’s tone spoke heavily with experience. Perhaps the white-haired woman should not have been surprised, given what she had heard about this floating castle and all the darkness that came with it. “Maybe you’re right,” Aeva said in a soft tone as she kept her eyes on the cre

Mari’s reaction to the source of Aeva’s current anguish shouldn’t have surprised anyone, though the white-haired girl kept finding herself reminded over and over again that this world wasn’t real. Most remembered this fact due to their daily interaction with it, but for Aeva, Aincrad was still so brand new. Video games in general were, so it was incredibly easy for her to get immersed to the point of forgetting what was reality and what was fiction. Still… When she looked at that creature, lying and shivering in the snow, it stirred something in the girl. Something she didn’t fully understand.

The healer continued to help Aeva along, both in her health and spirit. No matter how much she would rather wish otherwise, he was probably right. It was far better she learn everything at once, and she was grateful that this hermit had the foresight to know that. Aeva wasn’t sure that she could have done the same thing if the roles were reversed. To tell someone everything the healer told her and brace for their reaction. Aeva wasn’t sure she could kill their hope like that. Luckily, the man working to save her life also tried to ease the trauma of the ordeal as best he could. While nothing w

The howling and snarling grew only more intense as the creatures stalked ever forward, assuming their prey would make a run for it and deliberately watching her movements in case Aeva bolted. Yet the girl could not bring herself to move at all. It wasn’t fear, or even the lingering effect of her paralysis, that kept her in place. It seemed to be something else entirely. Something at the base of the tree made it impossible for her to leave. Not that it would have mattered much in the end, regardless, Aeva was certainly in no condition to outrun a pack of ravenous canines even if she wanted to.

He hadn’t heard from the outside world. From the sounds of it, nobody had heard from the outside world. That fact alone made the girl incredibly uneasy, but the more Raidou spoke, the worse it got. What he said next in response to her query froze her to her core. "4 years, 11 months, 29 days, 18 hours and... 25 seconds." The words echoed in her mind as Aeva stared blankly at her rescuer for several long moments. She had been trapped for 4 years..? “Th- That can’t be..” She would try and protest, but her mind was connecting the pieces. The tired look on the healer’s face, the messy w

Lots of snow. Reminded her of home. The setting sun brought with it a near ethereal glow as twilight began to cover the land, a foreboding storm on the opposite horizon shadowing the fading light and leaving a warning for things to come. Yet what was that saying? The quiet before the storm? And it was quiet, for now. A maiden with hair nearly as white as the snow around her crouched near the trunk of a large pine tree, intently staring at something near its base. Aeva had only been awake for a short time now, trying her best to get back into the feel of her old body. Yet things we