So went another day in Askr. For Falco, it had been a fair few weeks of his stay. The moment he joined, it seemed as though the Order of Heroes, who took him in, were fighting a war against death itself or... something or other. He didn’t care - there wasn’t much else he could do, nowhere he knew, no one he knew.
...Well, there was a rather small handful of people. After all, it wasn’t the first time Falco had been whisked away to another world to fight some battle.
Much like Askr, there was a realm wherein worlds coalesced and were able to coexist, where wars were thought against tyrants who sought to cover the universe in light or engulf it in darkness. Falco’s friend and comrade Fox led a charge against such a creature, and among the people who fought against it alongside Falco was Lucina, a princess from a doomed future who seemed to appear in this world too.
Upon learning of that, Falco experienced a wash of relief. Not only did he not have to feel lonely anymore, but he was able to tag along with someone who he saw as a dependable, strong friend.
“Hey, Lucy.” The bird approached.
“Finally, a familiar face in this hellhole. Been doin’ well since that whole ‘light’ shebang?”