isshurem

“Ch-child…ye are dead.” Dead, lost, gone, split into twain – His young one, the last to be made by his own flesh and bone had disappeared from this world long ago. How could they be here…?

    “Dead...?” They laugh, but nervously. They have an awful feeling in their chest - the sense that there’s something they should know. “Father, stop being silly. I know I am lost, but look at me. I am standing right in front of you--how can I be dead?”

               do you ever stop and think about all of the     terrible decisions you’re going to make someday?

— “I honestly have no idea, but I am so happy to see you!”

    “I am happy to see you, too. I thought I would not be seeing you again...”

Corrin confirmed for Smash!

— “Isshurem–!!”

    “Harmonia? How did you--how are you here?” (Wherever ‘here’ was.)

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   ‘I’ve only heard my brother mention it before, and that was in passing. You could go chat him up.’

    “Your brother? Hm...” They’d have to figure out where to find him, but first... “Oh, did you still wish to learn about the dragon force?”

   ‘Nope! Not in the slightest.’

    “And is that not common knowledge here?”