Fire Emblem FanDubs #2 (Heroes)

“Some of our kingdom's subjects objected when I joined this order. But I wanted to do my part. Still, there are others who say that I don't behave quite like a prince ought to anyway.”

"I have to confess that I never intended to become friends with you, Kiran. But you're always there when I need you, to the extent that when you're not near, I feel...not quite myself. It's a delicate position to be in. The more you have to lose, the worse it hurts when you do. Others may open themselves to such hurt, but as a prince, I must remain strong. It seemed reasonable to keep everyone at a distance. But you've shown me the folly of that. I would have never discovered our fine friendship, had I not welcomed you in. And then what would I be? Less than I am. Now, I can only hope you feel the same. In any case, I swear to keep you safe. You're my trusted partner, Summoner."

"Promise you'll never leave us... without warning me first."

“Ah... I believe I have arrived. I am unsure of whether I'm ready, but... a few deep breaths will help. Phew... Now then... I have finally arrived in the mortal realm of Midgard. My heart is nearly beating out of my chest... How can I expect to accomplish this mission alone? Nevertheless, I must not give in to my doubts... I must do whatever I can to help the mortals of this world.”

"We are...not exactly what you might call family, perhaps—but it would not be accurate to say my relationship to Lord Askr is entirely unlike familial kinship."

"How can I thank you enough for such generosity? This gesture demands an immediate display of my gratitude."

“Mortals are dear to me. I wish to learn of them and embrace the wonderful variety of their ways... Their lives, short as they may be, burn with an intense brilliance. I would like to help them shine. That is why I made my contract with Líf, and why Embla contracted with Thrasir... These ties live on, even today, within Alfonse, Zacharias, and others of their lines. It all pleases me endlessly, and I hope only to protect that brilliant light of theirs."

"So, this land is still known as the Kingdom of Askr, is it? I take pride in that—but it can be confusing."

"Ash is like a daughter to me. Her drive to help people is a precious quality I hold dear."

“My name is Bruno. Speaking formally, you'd call me Prince Bruno of the Emblian Empire.”

“Curse me all you like.”

“ I... I can't keep fighting. You Order of Heroes people... Don't you realize you're on the wrong track? ”

"Hey, I'm Dagr, second of the twin princesses of Jötunheimr. Hope you're ready for a good time! Thanks for the invite, by the way!"

"I have a fool sister and a terrifying mom back in Jötunheimr. Huh? A dad? Uhh... I might have one. I forget, honestly. Not that important!"

"*yawn* Ah... Sorry—I haven't slept all that much lately. I've just been enjoying my time here, y'know? There are just so many interesting people to talk to here, so I end up staying up half the night! Like some change into dragons or are secretly other people... It's wild! The world—er, worlds, I guess—have a lot more going on than I expected! Just listening to everyone, I feel like I've learned a ton. I might even be smarter than I already was! I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm having fun here, and I'm real glad you summoned me! That's all! I'm looking forward to being here for a while still. Hope I can hear more of your story too while I'm at it! Give me a shout sometime, will ya? Don't be a stranger!"

“I am Eikþyrnir. I guard Yggdrasill. I fight intruders. Læraðr gave me this task. I bear you no ill will, but I must kill you now.”

“My blade, Lyfja, offers death to those who seek it. To those who wish to live, it offers compassion instead.”

"Ah, Kiran... I apologize if I look gloomy to you. I am not used to smiling. Did I smile as a child? I can't quite recall... My memories are so fuzzy, so faint... I remember giving Mother a flower. She smiled, and I was so happy. I am still that child. I would still love to make someone happy like I did then. Maybe...if I can bring you a little joy, my life would have some value to it. Please, tell me what I can do. If I could help, I'd be happy. I'd have accomplished something, at least."

"I hope that you will live. This is a new feeling for me."

"I...had a dream I...wanted to tell you about. It was a scary one, but... someone was there to save me. I don't remember their face, but they were very kind... I think it could have been you, since you're always so kind... But it was just a dream. And of course there is no way you would know anything about my dreams... I'm sorry. Even so, you are kind—that much is still true."

"I am...Eitr. I serve the nothingness and the one who rules it... Wh-where am I now?"

“I am...Eitr. I serve the nothingness and the one who rules it... I was commanded to eliminate you. I was told that...Freyja must not be revived... The Lady of Nightmare cannot live again.”

“Under Jötun rule, the Dvergar were weak, complacent. But he stood apart from the rabble. And he alone knew my worth. Preserving his realm was all that mattered! I would've gone to any lengths, even if it took creating a way to summon. As for Fáfnir, well... fascinating results to say the least. I never expected he'd be the one to deliver the true heir to the throne. To me, he was little more than a problem I had yet to solve. But, I suppose I do owe him my thanks. And even Ótr, for that matter. And you! What incredible self-righteousness! Do you really think you're any different? You call Heroes from other worlds as means to your ends. You summon kings! The dead! Not even gods are beyond your reach! Tell me... do you enjoy using them as your pawns? Oh, yes, I'm sure you have perfectly valid reasons.”

"Something's been troubling me. The number of kind people here is higher than I expected. Because of the way I look in this form, people seem to think I will have interest in candy or play... I only want to conduct my research in peace... I made a manakete girl cry by using a device to make myself disappear during hide and seek... Tiresome. But being able to study manakete behavior up close is something I relish, so I put up with it...some. Maybe you'd care to join us next time? I won't need to take it easy on YOU, will I? Heh heh..."

"My country was founded by one with a vision...and I want to see it through. That is all."

"I'd sleep easier if the servants of Askr decided to stop existing already."

"Ash is asleep standing up! I should go tip her over."

“Yes. I'm Elm, faithful retainer to Lady Embla. If all he can muster is a dull little cow like you, Askr's power must be waning indeed. Either that or he must have always been weak compared to Lady Embla. Weak and deserving of death.”

“You address Embla. And it is my blood, the blood I granted your ancestors that flows within you. Your blood is my blood. And so, you are mine. Head, arms, legs, all... Hm-hm-hmh-ha-hah...”

"I detest mortals. They are weak, their lives too short to have any real meaning. And their praises and oaths have even less meaning. It was Askr's curiosity that led me to grant a mortal the power of my blood when I did. How was I repaid? Mortals showered me with gratitude. They called me savior...a benevolent god come to aid them. They...devoted themselves to me. But those memories are just that— they remain ever in the past. Had it never happened, it would have been for the better."

"Mortals once loved me as they do Askr... I had no choice."

“My homeland was destroyed by King Surtr of Múspell. But not only that... I watched as he killed my mother. I can't let the same thing happen to your kingdom. Please, whatever strength I have...let me lend it to you.”

"My weapon is Leiptr, the Lance of Ice, a legendary weapon. It is said it was born of Nifl's highest peak."

"My homeland, the ice kingdom of Nifl, is blanketed in snow. Of course, avalanches sometimes bury people... If you're ever caught in one and someone saves you...you owe that person a debt. Where I come from, this is important. And you're the one who saved me, Kiran. Now you understand why I want to repay you by fighting at your side. But no matter how hard I try...I feel that you're the one who's helping me—not just then, but now. I feel like my debt to you is increasing, layer by layer...just like snowfall accumulates in the mountains. That's why I wanted to talk to you. Let me know if there's anything I can do. I'll help you however I can. I want to repay my debt. And I promise that I will."

“Tch. Meddlesome mortals... With the sounding of the horn, they'll be waking any moment now... Oh, how I wish I could see the looks on their faces when the nightmare chases them into their waking lives! I can think of no gift more suitable for those who would steal from me my brother's attentions... Suffering!”

"Dream or reality? You chose reality. And you reunited with your friends. Reality shifts with time, though, doesn't it? To rejoin reality is not an ending, nor is it happy. Reality is cruel... Being from that cold world of steel, you should know such truths well, Kiran. If you wish, I could offer you a dream. A little escape... You could be free from the anxieties of the future... No sadness or pain... You could be free from it all, forever. So, I ask again: Dream or reality? Which do you choose?"

"You alone deserve my respect. Give me your orders—but I won't tolerate being spoken down to."

“No need...young mortal... Within dreams...all things are possible. But you are here with a purpose. Allow me to answer your question.”

"I took children who had been abused and gave them nectar... All to save mortal hearts—and the dream realm... I used the pure hearts of children to drive back the nothingness... Now, I cannot say I would make the same choice...knowing those children will never again be mortal. I stole their futures...I regret that. I do have hope, however... You and your nature are beyond anything even we gods have known before... You yet may find ways of defending mortals the gods themselves have never dreamed..."

"Oh, Freyja... Though I love you, I...I cannot..."

“Fáfnir, king of this realm, Niðavellir. I've come to greet those who bested my brother and seduced my sister. It appears you're stronger than expected. Maybe you'll be able to offer me some entertainment.”

"...You have some spine, approaching me like that."

"Who... am I??"

“Ah, so you have not forgotten your time with us. Yes, I served Lady Hel. I did everything I could for her... But then Askr's Order of Heroes came and took Lady Hel from me, and it was you who brought them.”

"I served Lady Hel for a long time. I was abandoned in the realm of the dead when I was still very young... I was full of resentment and hatred for what had been done to me, but Lady Hel saved me. Lady Hel would judge the fate of the dead with a cool, calculated calm, without the slightest bias. In that, she has no equal. It is that aspect of Lady Hel that I wish to emulate—to watch over all things with unbroken vision. Free of hate, free of love, selfless. That is how I want to be. Lady Hel was free of all passion... Completely."

"I am a more appropriate successor to Lady Hel than Princess Eir would be."

“I am Ginnungagap, ruler over nothingness, ender of dreams. I am hope's ruin. I am the silence that swallows all dreams. Lady of Nightmare, my blade will find its hollow, and you will die.”

"Confusing their dreams for reality is what led mortals off the path. The delusion must end. The world you call your home is what all worlds must become, Kiran... Mortals must discard their dreams and return to the world of facts, logic...consistency. It is the fate of every world, eventually, no matter the path they choose to arrive there. To fight it is futile."

"I rule nothingness. Dreams are far beneath me—unnecessary. The only reality is that which exists."

(Seiðr) "I have granted you revelation, and in doing so have chosen you as the mortal destined to stand beside me. Together, we will save this world. I am sorry I was unable to ask you whether this path is one you would choose, but my hand was forced. As a goddess, I promise you that, should you be righteous and true, you will receive my blessing. We goddesses have honored this arrangement since time immemorial... Whatever it is that you desire—be it gold, silver, or any other treasure—it will be yours. You have my word."

(Kvasir) "Do you remember when we met? You were injured. I helped you. Spending time together...time with someone else...was important to me. Even when my memories were taken from me, though, somewhere in my heart...my feelings for you remained."

(Gullveig) "As Kvasir, I met you—and we spent time together... As Seiðr, I meet you—and we perform the ritual together... As Gullveig, I will meet you—and... I will kill you. In all—past, present, future—I love you... Always. Now is no different."

“I am Gunnthrá, eldest princess of Nifl, the Kingdom of Ice.”

"On behalf of my dear sisters, I will do whatever I can to help you. Please don't hesitate to ask for anything."

"Oh, Kiran... Sweet Kiran... Yes, it is I, Gunnthrá. We first met in a dream. At last we're united. As you may remember... I can't speak to just anyone using that rite. Once I establish that link... I can speak to just one person, for my entire life... And to make that connection, I have to pledge myself to them from the very depths of my heart. I can tell that you understand what I mean, Kiran. When we first spoke, I knew almost nothing of you... Yet I pledged myself to you without hesitation. Oh, don't fret. I would never hold that over you, even as a joke! If there is anything I can ever do to help you, just say the word. It would bring me tremendous happiness."

"I have a request for you - not as a king, but as a father who dearly loves his children. When all of this is over, I hope that you will grant me the eternal rest that I have been denied. At that time... bury my axe on the hill that overlooks the caste of Askr. That way, at least some part of me will be able to stand watch over them as time marches ever onward. The dead out not to trouble the living. Summoner... I leave Alfonse and Sharena in your capable hands"

"A king, too, must understand the true value of love. Love for country, for its people... and love for family. Without love, a king cannot keep a great country united. Alfonse and Sharena have much they can gain from this festival. I hope you will continue to support Alfonse as well. This country needs your love, Kiran."

“You are moved to save people. Is that it? But a king's duty is not to rescue those he sees in front of him... A king's domain holds thousands. Protecting each and every one of them—that is the duty of a king.”

“Ah... So you are my sister's destined, are you? I see. [...] Well, this is the one to whom you gave your revelation, is it not, Seið? Giving a gift of revelation to a mortal is no small matter for a goddess! To do so is to thoroughly entwine yourself in their destiny. Ohh! I don't want to embarrass Seiðr any more than I have already. Still...how exciting!”

"Goddesses can create children of their own... Did you know that, Kiran? Like you, I have a mother... I know she exists, somewhere. I exist, so I know she created me. Of course, that doesn't change the fact that I don't know her. Even so, knowing she's out there is like a light in the darkness—even if I never am able to meet her. This curse is sure to be the end of me soon. I can feel how little time I have left... I'm still grateful for what time I was given."

"They say goddesses are born in light. I can't say I have any memories from when I came to be, myself..."

"My name is Heiðrún, once known as the Nector of the Healing Hands. . ."

“I am Hel. I rule over the dead. Those who are unworthy of a greater reward enter my dark realm. King Surtr, Ruler of Flame...your power is now mine. [...] Resign yourself to your fate. You cannot fight it. You cannot best death.”

"No matter what you might accomplish in life, all living beings have the cold realm of the dead waiting for them. Nobody can run from death. As soon as life is granted, the hourglass's sands begin to fall away... Someday, death will swallow even you, and the memory of your deeds, your whole existence, will fade away. Knowing that...you continue. You persist. Without hesitation, you struggle against destiny. I will stay to watch you struggle... Until that moment your body goes limp and cold, I will watch, waiting."

"Eir's countless lives have dwindled all the way down to the very last one. My power thrums with their number."

“This whole kingdom is one big pile of filth. This is all I got. Do my job, and I survive. I got family weighing me down. So I gotta keep climbing up. The weak die. If you want to push back against that, you gotta push hard. If I want to make it, I gotta kill who the big man says I gotta kill. That simple.”

"Here it comes. You want to know why I follow you, right? Stupid question. It's not like it's easy for me, either. I've put plenty of people just like you in the ground. It's simple. Even a beast will wag his tail and show his belly when somebody strong shows up. Surtr could have killed me, no problem. You, though... I'm more afraid of what you can do. I don't mean your trick of summoning warriors. There's just something about you... I can't put my finger on. I've got this feeling that some day you're going to... do something. Just so we're clear, I'm not your pal, and I'm not your pet. You're strong, so I follow you. Don't you forget it."

"Is that brat Ylgr here? ...No, forget it."

"I am the queen of Askr, Henriette."

"Every soul in Askr is precious to me, like family. That includes the Heroes too of course."

"Are you enjoying the festival? I love every moment of it, of course. Love is an odd thing... It's not like any legendary weapon or tome, but it can steel our hearts. It creates bonds between us and our children, and their children... and on even beyond that. I hope Alfonse and Sharena learn the power of love as I have. That would make me truly happy. Of course, with your love for this land as a model, they can learn much, Kiran. But enough talk of the future. This festival isn't over. So let us take the opportunity to celebrate love."

"A blade must cut."

"I will hold steady."

“...I will obey Father no matter what happens. That is what it means to be family.”

"I am Hríd, eldest prince of Nifl, the Kingdom of Ice. I pledge on my good name to be of aid to you."

“After Nifl fell, I made my way to Múspell in secret. Letting everyone think I had perished, I aimed to assassinate Surtr... Even at the cost of my life.”

"My kingdom was as peaceful as any. Of others, we asked only for alliances, not conflict. Nifl was as pure as the freshly fallen snow, in other words. But once Múspell invaded, everything changed. A heart that desires only peace is precious, but its bearer is easy prey. I learned that the hard way. Even if I want peace—no, BECAUSE I want peace—I must become strong. I must be the blade that secures our realm. I can permit no further threat to Nifl's sovereignty."

"I summon. . . you!"

“Though we may be enemies, I commend your bravery, warriors of Askr. You have led quite the chase... But for now, you may rest. Ultimately, you cannot triumph. You may claw out small victories... But our forces are too large. You must surrender. Submit quietly and you will not be harmed. I swear it.”

"My father would use his flames to kill the weak—even his own children. He never showed the slightest hesitation. Ever since I was a child... I've seen him do it. Many, many times. Every day of my life, I lived in fear, but... I had a little sister. She looked up to me, and I was determined to protect her. That feeling got so intense that it eclipsed everything else; it's bigger than I am. She made me strong. Now, I can be a commander, a sheath... Whatever is needed, I can be, for your sake. You give me strength. Lead, and I will follow. From now on, and until the very end, if you allow it."

"My sister Laevatein is everything to me. I would gladly give all I have to keep her safe."

“I am the blade—the blade my father wields. I will do as I am ordered.”

"A blade has no feelings. A blade has no thoughts. I am a lethal tool, my father said. Nothing more. But spending time with you... I have thought about many things. My sister said she wants me to live. And... I want to live... Together, here, with you. Is this my idea, or is it my sister's? I am unsure. And now... this feeling... I do not dislike it. Even if it is unfamiliar."

"My sister is kind and clever. She knows what the enemy is thinking. She taught me so much, so patiently..."

“Tell me, Veronica, do you remember when you told me royal status meant nothing to you? I remember as if it were yesterday. The two of us were sharing some tea in the garden one bright, sunny day. You said that...as long as we were able to stay close, you didn't care about titles. Such lovely words... Only later that day did I learn it was the spawn of a usurper that had spoken them. And after you had already taken everything from my family—from me. Now I will extend you the same courtesy and take everything from you! Your role as princess, the faith of your people... Everything you hold dear reduced to ash. Then, when you have lost it all... then tell me how little your royal status matters to you.”

"Long ago, under a sky not unlike this one, a little girl and I shared tea together... Little Veronica was very cute then."

"When we were young, I often noticed Veronica imitating me. Even during our teatimes... She was so young, but she did her very best to make tea for me. Heh... It was cute, pure and simple. But that...all of it... That exists only in the past. It is not a place we can ever return to. The things I've done...the hatred I've built in my heart...those things are a part of me now. Even so, I wish no further pain on her. That much I can promise. She has surely suffered enough."

“What do I want? The joy of destroying worlds, and spreading chaos... Would you rather stare at a stone sitting by the side of a road, or watch it tumble down a cliffside? As it tumbles, it may, of course, crumble into dust... And yet....”

"I can tell by the look in your eyes that you're here to confess your love. Before we get to that... Can I borrow your divine weapon? Just for a little bit... It is simply too much power to put in the hands of a human! You could rule the nine worlds and every conceivable Outrealm... The power at your command is truly godlike. I can certainly think of a few things I'd like to do with it... Is that a no? You're far too strict! Disappointing, but hardly unexpected. We've got to get to know each other better... And someday, when we're as close as close gets, maybe you'll change your mind."

"Isn't Princess Veronica just adorable? I cherish that child. Any time spent teasing her is absolutely not wasted."

“Who is it that makes for the most terrifying assassin? ...Do you know? When you fear assassination, you must strengthen your defenses, you must make use of soldiers you trust... If there are no soldiers you can trust with defense, you must build a wall to keep intruders at bay. But there is one person you can never stop, no matter the soldiers, no matter the walls... In the end, you can always be betrayed by the ones you never expect: your very selves.”

“I made a dangerous wager and I lost, we all did. Hel won! Hel killed my sister. And in the end... after everything... She bade me balance the cohort of the dead. That is my task. When someone from another realm dies... someone here is saved. On these terms, I forged a contract with Hel. To save our world... I will decimate yours.”

"Where...am I? Ah, I see. It's you, Summoner. I am known as Líf."

"I am Líf. Tell me—in this world, what name does the summoner go by?" (Greeting from friend) "I once made a vow to Kiran... The summoner of my world, I mean. We trusted each other. I swore that I would keep Kiran safe... But in the end, I was unable to keep that promise. Alfonse must not make the same mistake I did. And I will protect you myself. Yes, I will continue to fight. Not as Alfonse, but as Líf. For your sake."

"Peony is a friend of mine. She sings me to sleep sometimes... She's very kind, isn't she?"

"Dökkálfar are scary, but...I don't know... Something about them is... *yaaaawn*...awfully familiar."

"A long time ago, when you had just been born, you were the cutest little baby... You don't remember, do you? Sleeping is what babies do, day... *yaaaawn*...and at night too... But because they sleep so much, they need someone to watch over them...like their mother or father. When I sleep here now, I feel like I have you as the one who looks after me while I sleep... And knowing... Having you there... helps me...*yaaaawn*...sleep. Just like a... Zzzz..."

“Friendship is fakery—a shroud of lies and deception. I will burn that idea out of you, until only your true self remains. The raw fire at your core... Mortals are beasts! And I will tear you down until you realize THAT is your true nature.”

"Sit down and listen. You mortals... You lot have hot blood running through your veins... But now you use all these blades and armored plates... Pah! What fakery. Long ago, when the mortals lived uncovered, bare to the elements... Back then, there was a fire in the bellies of mortals—a fire that could be stoked into a raging flame at my will. That same fire burns deep within you as well... Let it out! Do as you please! Take what's yours! If anyone complains, stab them! Let your true nature come forth!"

"That weapon... Let me try it out. Now, now! Don't be stingy! Are we not on the same side?"

“Y-you! My...my... My...how precious you all are! You, children of Midgard! Each and every one of you! Look at you... Could you be any more adorable? You sweet little darlings... I will keep you safe! Now, come here and let me squeeze you! You don't mind, do you? Of course not.”

"Show me your divine weapon, Kiran... I can bless your weapon with the power of the land. And I will...someday. Or perhaps I already have... Either way, I freely choose to give you my blessing. And in return, I ask only one thing... I can give you just one more little squeeze, can't I?"

"I have no attachment to Vanaheimr. Njörðr and I are like water and stone, and the other gods are so...uncute."

“Hvergel! My love was not enough to protect you and instead drove us here, where I must take your life myself! No one must ever suffer the same terrible fate... If it means bearing such a burden, I will love no more. I am sorry I will not be able to keep my promise of loving your children, Hvergel... Instead, I promise this... Even if I am forced to murder that immortal bastard a thousand times... I swear to bring an end to Múspell.”

"Fjorm gave her life to me for the power to defeat her enemies... Contracts compel one to obey the wishes of another... What is it that you wish for, Kiran? What do you want so badly that you would give up your life for it? Emotionality and desirousness are foolish. Though, if there is anything you wish for...speak. As for your end of the contract, we can address that afterward."

"Fjorm is not so different from Hvergel... Her smile is— *ahem* Enough of that."

"I'm Niðavellir. I realize my name being the same as my countries can be confusing, sorry about that,"

"Woahhh, hey. I am a king you know, a little respect would be nice."

"I want to live a free life, not a life controlled by someone else. . . Don't you?"

“Know your place, mortal. What right do you have to address me? I am king of Vanaheimr, the realm of light... I am supreme. I reign as a god among gods. But time is cruel even to those of us beyond mortality. Even my light faded over the ages... ...Why? What joke is it that a god should fear what is to come? And all the while, the infestation of mortals has spiraled out of control. The gods diminish, and the insects multiply and multiply to fill the space the gods leave behind... Abhorrent. If that is the way time will treat us, then time is best erased. I will end it myself.”

"One more can't hurt!"

"That's the stuff!"

“Look. *hic* You think I'm gonna just lose to you so easily? Pah! I just wanted to give you a nice head start before making my move. That's all... *hic*”

"Scrawny little runt!"

"Dagr and I have not always quarreled as we do now. We were once quite close, in fact... But we were born princesses of Jötunheimr, so we could not remain on friendly terms forever. One of us must one day be queen. That means we must make certain sacrifices...for the realm. When we were children, I never lost to Dagr, but she's grown into an entirely different jötun... Now, if I do not take her seriously, she can easily outmatch me during a fight... I believe I have you to thank you for that, Kiran... As her older sister, thank you. However! I will NOT lose to her, so I must learn all I can while I am here in this realm! Now, what's next..."

"When Dagr was young, she broke many a training dummy... I hear she may not be alone in that here, hm?"

“Once they've grown into adults, mortals certainly turn argumentative. You won't listen! It's a shame. You're so pure and innocent as children... But you forget how to dream so easily... Reality IS harsh. It demands focus, after all. Alas, it can't be helped! If you dreamt all the time, you wouldn't survive for long, would you?”

"Do you remember what you were like when you were small? Were you a happy child? A gentle one? Ljósálfar like me are very close with children. We play with them, hide treasures for them to find... We have a lot of fun. But when they grow up, they forget all about us. You did—didn't you? It's OK. That's part of becoming an adult. Even if you all forget me, I still care about all of you. Maybe you can come and enjoy some pleasant dreams with me in Ljósálfheimr! Someday..."

"I like mortals, and I like you in particular. I want to use dreams to make you as happy as I can!"

"I am Plumeria, the lewd dream, a noble dökkálfr of Dökkálfheimr. Now that you've summoned me... what are you planning to do?"

"Before...I was never loved. And no one accepted my love. And then my mortal life ended. I wanted to feel loved... I needed to be needed... The love my mother had for men... that obscene love between mortals is something that I always detested. Yet...even now, deep down, I still want only to be loved. Even if only for a moment. Even if it's all a lie... Will you...love me?"

"People are happier indulging in their fantasies than wading through this harsh reality... Don't you agree?"

“My sisters and I have healed many people of their illnesses and injuries. Those we helped were always so grateful...it made me glad we were there for them. It felt like we were helping people protect their joy... That's what it felt like to me, at least.”

"My father, my brother, my sisters... All of my family is important to me. I loved them all so dearly. And they loved me as well... They always did whatever they could to heal the sick—and they were loved for that. I loved them for that. I was proud to be a member of the Healing Hands. Looking back, I still have fond memories...but those memories are a reminder of what I've lost."

"Oh, hi! Umm... I'm Ratatata! Er, no—wa-wa-wait! Ratatoskr! I'm Ratatoskr!"

"I'm Reginn! I'm here to help, and that is exactly what I'll do. Pretty soon you and I will be full-on friends!"

"...Oh! I hadn't noticed you there. Sorry about that. I can be a bit absentminded sometimes. I know I'm usually thinking about my brothers, but...this time I was thinking about you. You're just...such a mystery to me, Kiran! You forgave me for attacking you, and you agreed to help me, and... I appreciate that. When I'm with you, I feel a little more at ease. Which isn't to say I don't feel nervous around you... ...Now's no time to get shy, Reginn! I don't know what the future has in store, but it's comforting to know you'll be right there with me.

"My brother Fáfnir is a Hero to me. He's always protected me."

"You know, I consider it a high honor and an exceptional privilege to spend these moments with you. Aw, who am I kidding, Summoner? Ha! Let's drop all that royal jibber-jabber. It's just us, right? Right! The thing is, I love being around you. I've never been happier! Sure, you're a valuable addition to the Order of Heroes—blah, blah, blabbity, blah. But after spending so much time with you, I just think of you more like...a close friend. Do you feel the same? Are we friends? Best friends? On our way to being best friends? We are? Er, which one? Never mind. I'm just delighted... so delighted...so very... Waah! You've made me cry, you silly goose. I won't forget this day. Why, I'll save all my tears of happiness in a vial to remind me—forever!"

"I wish I could summon Heroes like you; then we'd really have a party!"

“Oh! My manners have gone right out the window. I'm Sharena, Alfonse's darling little sister.”

"I am Surtr. I was sent to the land of the dead and made to serve... It must be your doing."

"The strong dominate all. That is the way of it. That is my way. You defeated me. I submit to you. Do as you please. I am the flame that will burn as you desire—and burn anything that you desire to ash. I do not need to hear your reasons. The weak are slaughtered and the strong manipulated and used. Turn my flame toward any target. Burn it. Burn it all. Burn everything in the nine worlds!"

"Múspell's royalty has ruled for generations... But none have stoked the flames as hot as I."

“I am Thrasir, general of the realm of the dead. I am feared as the Omnicidal Witch. Everyone will perish. That is why I have come...”

"Do not address me as Veronica. I am not her. My world, my destiny... they are likewise not hers. I am Thrasir."

"My world was destroyed... And my battle was lost. My hope is gone. Or so I had thought. Your presence makes the fantastical seem real. Some day, perhaps, my brother... You... I know that even you cannot save a world that has fallen to ruin. I know that... But I can't help but cling to my selfish wishes. Do not let it trouble you.

“Listen well, mortals. True strength is not revealed by the outcome of a struggle. Consider that we gods have power that far outstrips yours. If a powerful being smites one who cannot hope to resist... What can we learn from this outcome? Nothing. We have power, but not true strength. You two wagered everything on a dim hope. You sacrificed yourselves, railing against fate with all your might. That is true strength. I respect it. I value it.”

"I am Thórr. I made an arrangement with Loki, and now my strength is yours to wield...for now."

"Did you summon me on purpose, Kiran? I only try to understand. You and that weapon you carry are not part of this world as it was designed. And we cannot abide a mortal with power enough to challenge the gods. What you fight for is incidental. Alfaðör is likely to command that I rid this world of you and your power. And when that happens, I... Well..."

“I am a dökkálfr from the realm of dark dreams...the dreams you wish to forget on waking. I am Triandra. I am Nightmare.”

"What were you like as a child? Strong? Weak? I was weak, and I realized one truth: A weak person can do nothing. Kind and virtuous people are crushed under the heel of the malicious. Without strength, you cannot protect what you care about. I had to do what I did. For her. To protect her... I apologize for bringing this up so suddenly. I'm not sure why I'm telling you any of this in the first place... I suppose I want someone to know me...someone to understand."

"Birds chirping, sun shining through the rain, shared laughter... These things do not exist in Dökkálfheimr. I have no connection to any of this. It is strange that it still somehow feels so familiar to me... Perhaps I knew this warmth once long ago... Now, however, I am one with only nightmare... This festival is my nightmare now. But, for her...this world's warmth is a dear thing, so I will suffer it."

“Scurry, scurry, little Heroes... Steal for me. Spread destruction. Kill all those who stand in your way.”

"Who are you, Kiran? You are the legendary summoner. But you're not who I thought you would be...at all. You're kind... I expected someone much more imposing. Back in my world, I spent so much time thinking about how I'd kill you... But now... I have an idea. After we find my brother, I want you to show me where you come from. I want to understand who you really are."

"I am Veronica. I take it that it was your voice I heard calling me here... That is fine. I will help you."

"I'm Ylgr. Where am I? You mean I've been summoned? I'm a Hero? Are you kidding me?! Eeee!”

"This place is amazing! Thank you, Kiran! Thanks to you, I get to go on fun adventures day after day. Why are you so nice to me? Maybe you...like me? Maybe a little bit? Aaagh! I'm so embarrassed just talking about this! And what am I going to do if it's true? Don't tell me! I mean, if you did, it would be OK. Either way, I want to stay friends with you."

"When I was stuck in Múspell, I made friends with this scary-looking soldier. He was actually nice. Sort of."

"I am Ymir, the dragon of life. If my life's spark might aid you, I am glad to offer it."

"If you don't mind, I would like to take a moment to express my gratitude. Because of you, Eir is safe and in good spirits. ...Hm? How can I tell? Hee hee... She can be a bit difficult to read, but I know when she is happy. For her to enjoy her life as she does, and to want to keep on living... Those things are your doing. So thank you. You were able to do what I could not—a failure I've regretted for a long time. But there is no need now. This, too, must be fate. In saving Eir, you have saved me as well. And I cannot thank you enough."

"I got some sweets in anticipation of enjoying them with Eir. They're delicious. Would you like to try?"

“Reginn, you are my sister no longer. As of now, you are my enemy! You've forsaken your homeland, and for that, I will run you through without hesitation! Your only value to me now is as food for the dogs! And then... Then! Then I will be the only family our dear brother has left! HahahaHAHH!”

"My name is Ótr, brother of King Fáfnir of Niðavellir. I am nothing more than that."

"I was only a child when the coup happened. I didn't know what was happening or what to do... All I knew was that I was in danger, and I needed to leave. So, in the chaos, I grabbed the baby and ran. My only explanation is that I had occasionally been asked to look after it. I heard my mother screaming behind me, "No! We must kill the child!" But only a moment later, she was killed... Killed by the same people they'd asked me to lead into the castle. Afterward, war broke out, and eventually I came to understand what had happened. Thinking back on it now, I can't say I should have done anything different. But all that is in the past now. It's all meaningless at this point. There is only one side to be on: Fáfnir's. Fáfnir is ALL there is. Hmph. And who are you to disagree, Summoner?"

"I am Rune. The Celestial King is after me. That is why I fled Ásgarðr..."

"Ásgarðr and Vanaheimr are both realms of gods. One day, I would like to visit Vanaheimr, the realm of light."

"I have been weak since I was little... I never went outside much. The only comfort I felt was from the legendary stories I read... Stories of heroic adventures. There was one... The Twilit Runes. It told of a great battle between the gods and the heroes... Reading it, I imagined myself as a hero in battle. I want to have an adventure like that one day... When I am with you, I feel excited for our adventures together. Would you mind if I stay with you awhile longer?"

"Ahahaha! Listen closely, mortals. I am righteousness. I have descended here from heaven by will of the Celestial King."

"I am Baldr, the Celestial god of the sun."

"Ohhh. . . What should I do?"

"L- Loki? A- And Thórr?

"I have an assessment to make. You've become more dependable than I ever imagined. Frankly, I wasn't certain about you from the start. You were new to us. We were new to you. But look at you now—a great tactician, giving us directions that are often excellent! Remember when you first showed up and I said you didn't look like the Great Hero from our legend? I'm sorry about all of that. As the commander here, I should know to never judge a book by its cover. The person who was once my superior drilled that into my head. So, I should have known better. You are the Great Hero, and you have lived up to the legend! Still, you're also part of my Order of Heroes, so don't expect any preferential treatment. But until the day comes when we save this kingdom once and for all, you and I are in this...together."

"We can revive Heroes who fall during battle as long as you're with us, Kiran. Still, though this reverses the ravages of the battlefield, they feel pain—just as we do."

"NO REFUNDS— Uhh... Can I help you?"

"I am Þjazi, a proud jötun warrior. Bow before me!"

"You... What are you— Refrain from prancing around my feet, unless your wish is to be crushed! Why must I listen to an ant like you, squeaking and chirping in my ear? Strength is the true equalizer. Should you defeat me in combat, I will accept your orders. Until then... I refuse to partake in this contract. You have wasted what little power you have in summoning me. I will flick these chains off with my pinkie. Then I shall brandish my blade. Say goodbye to your head!"

"Hm? Oh, you... You are so small I didn't notice you. Next time, chirp louder if you wish to draw attention."