-The Story-
After the last fight, many of the units under Chrom's command were tired, rest time was vital for the group if they wanted to continue their push through Valm. The campaign was long but with the help of Robin, they were able to get to places much quicker and even win battles in a safer and quicker manner. Though the large group had ways to go they were getting there little by little thanks to the support of Plegia who provided boats and gold. However, the king of that country Validar was once an enemy something both Chrom and Robin were very sure about. His close friend Aversa was also someone that could not be trusted as after all she was there with the mad king known as Gangrel, a name that Chrom wants to forget due to the incident of his and Lissa's Sister. Lucina was still here to help yet the friends she travelled with seemed to have gotten lost on the way.
The area they were staying in had a story that the location was a door to another world, very much like the Outrealm but unlike the Outrealm is considered only a legend. The few that were relieved from duty were together in one place, a tent which Robin and Chrom used as a strategy room though at the moment was not used for that purpose. Robin though not on duty stared at the map before her, Tharja was close by being her usual self. Vaike and Chorm were doing the usual while Lissa would get mad at them for being somewhat stupid and nearly killing each other not to long ago. Nowi like always was being her friendly self as she moved around the tent talking to those she ran across and the rest were doing whatever they could in the space they were in. However, the legend that was told by an elder in a town, not to far was about to become reality.
The skies above the camp went from its normal dark dusk to an odd purple colour which only appeared over the tend the group was in. Like something supernatural the tent began to glow an eerie purple and a mist began to roll in, somehow it was coming from the tent than outside. Lucina, Vizion, Kellam, Cordelia and a few others were posted around the camp site unaware of the events happening as for them everything seemed normal. An eerie wind could be heard from the outside yet it could be felt from within the tent, things were certainly not normal at this time. The group held within the tent had enough time to react a little before leaving the site as if they were never there to begin with. The mist covered them all and soon disappeared as if it never existed in the first place when those in the tent went away.
Robin: "Whhhaaaa?"
Tharja: "......."
Nowi: "What is going on?"
Lissa: "Huh?"
Sumia: "Chrom!"
The group would find themselves in some strange land, a dark land that looked somewhat unnatural. Each of them on the floor just like how Chrom and Lissa found Robin when they first found each other. However unlike than a small number of units were with them plus an unknown person was only a few inches away from Robin. The person was unknown to the group though unlike them were unconscious at this time yet Chrom would lend a hand just like he did when he met Robin for the first time. However unlike Robin this person was armed with weapons though whether they were friend or foe remained to be seen.
Robin: "Chrom, this feels familiar doesn't it? I mean this is how we met the first time. But it is strange, how did we get here and where are we here? Also, this place seems rather unnatural too."
Nowi: "That person, they look hurt. We are going to help them right Chrom?"