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So. As something of a connoisseur of depictions of the 7 Deadly Sins in media, I was just mulling over FMAB and thought, “I don’t know if anyone as crossed this over with OM before, but that would actually be kinda fire though.”

Like, imagine each of the brothers with the destructive powers of their respective Homunculi.

~♡♡♡~

Lucifer coming off as the most normal at first, until MC catches how his shadow bends and curves to avoid harsh light. They swear they sometimes hear him chuckling in the dark corners of the House, but they never actually find him anything there when they check. Red eyes reveal themselves in unlit rooms and follow them through the halls, all the while they keep wondering how he always seems to know where they are whenever he's away…

Mammon hardening his skin to be tougher than diamond, then using it to reinforce his claws and smoothly cut a perfect circle into glass display case. Him letting himself get punched when things don’t matter, but instantly hardening his cheek to break the assailant's hand whenever he starts getting serious. Or literally using his body to protect MC from harm as their first man and loyal shield.

Leviathan having a MASSIVE aquatic beast form that he shoves into a normal sized body, making him feel even more distant to others. Using transformations to regularly make himself look like his favorite anime characters/idols since he can’t stand the thought of looking at his true form. Yet, he still has that conservation of mass going, so he can simultaneously look like a 12 year-old girl and kick a car down the street like a soccerball.

Satan using his gifted sight to become an absolute force of nature. Not just a mere brute, but a sophisticated and effective killing machine with the wit and reflexes to mow down entire armies before breaking a sweat. Never blinded by fury, but harnessing his rage behind every inescapable strike. Him silently vowing that any threat to MC or his family will barely get to finish a thought before he's cut them down with precision and grace.

Asmodeus mostly using his extending nails for glorious manicures, but not being afraid to pierce the heart or lungs of anyone he doesn’t much like. He hears an incubus talking shit from a few tables down and stabs a hole through the jerk's skull while never looking away from his milkshake. His fights with Mammon getting 1000 times more destructive as his razor sharp claws bounce off his brother's skin and dig into the walls and furniture. The only thing he hates about them are how long it takes to scrub the blood off his nails afterwards.

*silently contemplates the possibility of Beel ripping himself in half to reveal a nightmarish second “stomach” capable of sucking anything into a blood-filled pocket dimension of which there is no light, hope, or escape* … Okay, moving on.

And of course, for those unaware FMAB Sloth could run at like the speed of sound which was threatening because he was also a behemoth. However, Belphie probably weights 125 pounds when wet, so… I admittedly get a giggle at the idea of him giving Lucifer a speed-of-light drop kick from across the House. That is probably all he would use it for, too. Him just getting those horns out and going into ramming speed… What a menace

Bonus: Wonder what kind of alchemist Solomon would be? 🤔

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A Thousand Ways

Chapter 5: "Forests, Farms, and Family"

In the middle of the night, Legend finds himself dropped into an unknown forest with nothing more than an assassin's knife and magic he only just learned.

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Not Febuwhump (aka continuing plot)

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He woke up falling.

Legend cursed loudly when he hit the ground. He dragged himself to his feet and flicked out the knife he'd kept on his person since the assassination attempt.

He was in a forest, tall winding trees in numerous shades of green. The ground didn't have much in the way of fallen leaves but soft grass and underbrush.

The portal must've come in the night. He hated it when they did that.

He didn't recognize the forest nor its magic. It was familiar, that was for sure, and dark. He'd been here before, but with how much time travel he'd done, he still was unsure.

"Okay, okay," he let out a soft breath, "you're in an unknown forest— boots!"

At least the portal had dropped his boots with him. He pulled the shoes on, raising his head to study his dark surroundings.

He didn't have anything else, he didn't see anything else. So he looked up at the stars and almost pouted at seeing nothing. A cloudy night then, no wonder it was so dark.

"Right," he muttered. "Unknown forest, unknown era... no equipment. Adventure number four all over again."

He'd be fine. At least he had a weapon this time.

"Not fine!"

Legend cursed all that was holy as he weaved through the trees. He tried to catch the half dozen monsters trying to kill him off guard. He managed to flank the moblin and tore a fairly deep gash in its side only to nearly get cut in the face by one of Wild's stupid lizalfo's tongues.

He managed to steal a sword off an armos and though it was as brittle as its armor, he used it long enough to take out the two bokos before it snapped and he threw it in the lizalfos' face.

The moblin, black blood seeping from the gash in its side, lumbered toward him completely unhindered.

An explosion of fire sent it flying back.

Legend panted, staggering a bit as he scanned his surroundings for more monsters.

He had to find either civilization or the others. Where the first monsters he ran into had been homogeneously from Warriors' era, this one had been from all across the timeline and two —the moblin and one of the bokos— had black blood.

He pushed himself to his feet and kept running.

He really needed to find safety.

He found a farmhouse.

It'd have to do. He needed bandages or at least directions to the nearest town.

Despite the time, he went up to the front door and knocked, trying to subtly hold his side to apply pressure on a gash. His hair ended up tied up with the remains of his green under-tunic, leaving it in a high ponytail as a result.

The door opened. "Yes—oh!"

It was a young woman, she had blonde hair tied in pigtail braids, wearing a white shirt and a pink skirt.

"Sorry," he winced. "I just need directions to the nearest town, that's—"

"Oh no you don't." She pulled the door fully open. "Come on in. Momma! We got a hurt kid!"

Legend startled back, but the girl grabbed his arm and tugged him inside. An older blonde woman came in, gasping softly.

"Oh! Linkle go get some bandages and a potion!"

The older woman took Legend from the girl, Linkle, and tugged her over to the sofa.

"No, I don't want to—"

"You are just fine, young man," the woman said sternly. "We are helping you and don't you make a fuss about it. The closest town's a two hour journey from 'ere."

Legend sighed. He knew better than to argue with farm women who had their minds set on things. His grandmother was the only person in his life he hadn't been able to dissuade from things they had their hearts and minds set on.

He reluctantly complied, Linkle and a younger red-haired girl coming in with medical supplies. It didn't take long to clean and bandage the gash in his side, and the older woman had all but forced the potion down his throat when he tried to argue against using it.

The young girl suddenly returned with a cup of tea and the older woman pushed it into his hands.

"Drink up, young man," the woman told him. "Can you tell us what happened? Where's your family?"

Legend snorted a bit. "I ran into monsters trying to catch up with them. I'm on a sort of trip with... with my brothers, and we got separated a while back. I can usually handle myself fine, but someone kinda stole my supplies, so all I got is a knife."

"Oh that sucks," Linkle grimaced. "What's your name?"

"Link."

"Really? My brother's got the same name, though a lotta people do really. I'm Linkle, this is my baby sister Lily," the younger, red-haired girl who'd brought him the tea smiled brightly, "and this is my Momma, Leah."

"Thank you," he told them sincerely. "I owe you big time."

"It's no problem, dear," Leah assured him. "We're glad to help."

"Besides, Linkle's got too much of a savior complex to not help," Lily teased.

Linkle rolled her eyes. "Oh shut up."

"You can stay here for the night," Leah told Legend, holding up her hand before he could argue. "Linkle will take you to town in the morning, she's got plenty of allowance from the Queen to help you get back on your feet. And don't you try and avoid it. I want you with a full bag of provisions, and a sword before you and her split ways, you hear me, young man?"

Legend stared at her. "I really don't need—"

Leah gave him a pointed look.

He sighed, slumping a bit. "Yes ma'am."

He learned their surname was Tailor, they had a whole herd of sheep and a cotton field, along with cuccos that Linkle insisted on introducing Legend to.

He made a note to visit his grandparents soon when he got back to his time. He missed them, the Tailors reminded him of them and he hadn't been there in a while. He hadn't seen Epona or Piyoko in ages...

As he and Linkle headed for the village, a portal appeared in front of them.

"Whoa!" Linkle pulled out a crossbow and shoved him back. "What's that?!"

"It's a portal," he said, pushing her arm down. "I, uhh... that "sort-of trip" I'm on with my brothers? It's kinda across time?"

She stared at him. "Oh. Wait, so this is for you?"

"Yep. And it doesn't really like to wait otherwise it just appears under my feet. So—Thank you so much for the help, but I got to go."

She sighed, scowling at the portal. "Rude. We had plans today!" The portal didn't respond. "Oh fine. Go. But be careful!"

"I will. This isn't my first rodeo."

She laughed. "Ain't mine either, but that don't mean I'm not careful. Go back to those grandparents of yours in one piece, you hear me?"

He smiled and nodded. "I intend to. I'll see if I can bring Piyoko with me, maybe I'll be able to introduce you."

"You better! Now git."

Legend laughed and he went through the portal.

The next world was definitely Wild's. He figured that out quickly when he found himself on a cliff overlooking a vast kingdom.

The cliff turned out to be a plateau with exactly zero ways down.

He cleared the plateau of monsters, stealing a few brittle swords as he went and using them to go for the bright yellow, practically golden, lynel, cursing the Champion's world as he did.

He internally thanked Twilight's Zelda for teaching him some actually offensive magic. Din's Fire was unbelievably helpful and Nayru's Love had already saved his life against the lynel multiple times.

He ducked behind one of the few remaining trees, panting heavily. The lynel roared behind him.

The plateau was uninhabited, he'd searched the whole thing. Despite the ruins of a temple and the old hut, there was nobody except monsters and animals. Monsters hell-bent on killing him.

"Alright, magic don't fail me now."

Farore's Wind took him from behind the tree to another spot about ten feet to his left. He ran at the lynel, which roared when it took a second too long to notice him.

He slid beneath the lynel, dragging a brittle sword through its stomach. It broke but did enough that he was able to swing himself onto its back. Exactly like the Champion had shown him what felt like ages ago. He had called it ride or die... a very apt name.

He teleported above the lynel and drove the only other weapon he had, a short sword, into its skull with a downward thrust.

It sent him flying that time and he tumbled across the ground. He hissed out his pain, quickly recovering to his feet out of pure necessity. Was that stupid thing dead yet—

It was. It crumbled to the ground and stayed there, smoking away.

He let out a sigh of relief, dropping to one knee as he breathed heavily. He assessed his supplies and situation.

The weapons were definitely broken. He suddenly understood why Wild was always breaking weapons, the ones in his era were incredibly deteriorated, brittle, and cheap.

Legend dragged himself back to his feet and made his way to the alcove near the temple ruins. A weak fire spell had a campfire going just as the sun set, and he ate a few apples before leaning back and letting himself rest, not sleep, never sleep.

He'd find a way down the plateau in the morning.

Legend walked around the edge of the plateau, looking for the lowest point. He didn't have his Roc's Cape or a hookshot, Farore's Wind didn't go as far as the wall was. It was at least fifty feet up, if not more.

He could just fall, use the spell, and hope for the best...

No, he could see the monsters down there. He was not doing that.

He didn't want to just wait out the portal. Maybe he could make some kind of rope from vines and repel down...

He ended up waiting out the portal, repelling down to the ground only for the portal to show up ten feet after he landed.

He cursed loudly but walked through.

This time he was in another forest, with... big glowing mushrooms.

He hardly hesitated to tap the luminous fungi and they bounced and jiggled in response. Legend stared, very confused by the odd flora. He pulled out his knife and carefully tried to cut it.

It cut easily, but very quickly it just... fixed itself. He brushed his hand over the gash he'd made and felt no difference, no seam, nothing.

"Huh," he muttered. What in the name of...

He tried cutting out a whole piece of it, holding the mushroom piece in one hand, and as the large mushroom reformed, the one in his hand became almost liquidated and he quickly tried to drop it.

A new, smaller mushroom had sprung up where it had landed.

Okay... probably should not make a mushroom army that may or may not one day become sentient. He did not need that on his conscience.

"Hey!"

He whirled around, Din's Fire burning up his fingers and knife spinning into a reverse grip in his hands.

A girl, probably mid-twenties, stood there in a magenta-pink tunic somewhat similar to the one Twilight wore, with steel chainmail under the tunic. She had ribbons weaved into her very blonde hair, framing her face.

That wasn't the big thing though. The big thing was how bright she was.

Her magic positively glowed, she was brighter than the sun itself and so thick with divinity as well. He was near certain she was a goddess except he knew the Golden Three's magic, and she wasn't any of them.

Who was that goddess that Sky and Wild worshiped? It was a lake— Hylia? That sounded about right, the reflection of Lolia.

"Who are you?" She questioned, eyes alight with curiosity that burned through him, her eyes flicked all over him, to his fingertips, chest, and face, he didn't like it. "I've never seen you before."

"Link," he said. "Who are you?"

"Zelda," she approached him but didn't come that close, "Knight of Skyloft. There's no humans on the Surface, and the only Link around is my fiancé. The humans all died to Demise's armies. But you... you have Heart in your blood."

"I think it's 'blood in my heart,'" Legend corrected, letting Din's Fire fade back into his blood. The constant thrum of fire in his veins was a nice if not weird change since he learned the spell.

"No," she shook her head, "you have Courage in your soul, it was built into it, integral to it, and just like the Courageous Spirit you have, you have Heart, Love, Light, in your blood."

Legend studied her. He realized the brightness she had, the origin of her magic, it was the same as Fable's. Twilight's Zelda had it too... he'd attributed it to wielding a piece of the Triforce, which was why he had it too.

"You have my grace in your veins," she moved even closer and Legend took a matching step back. "You've time traveled," she concluded.

Legend stared at her. "Excuse me. What?"

"You're not from here, but Nayru has left her mark on you. I know every human alive and you clearly have my power in your blood." She grinned as she leaned forward. "You're my descendant! I can feel it--No, wait, Link and I plan to have kids someday--you're our descendant! That's why you have both Farore and I in your being more prominently than Din or Nayru, even though they've both left their mark on you as well. You are very familiar with the three's power."

Oh, so it was Hylia. This was Sky's Zelda, the goddess reborn as a mortal. The goddess whose bloodline was that of the royal family's.

"You're a child of the goddesses," she concluded.

Legend found his voice failing him. "No—I'm not. I couldn't—Yes I'm of Farore but I'm not— I don't have—I'm not descended from—"

Her grin softened into a gentle smile. "You didn't know?" She guessed, her voice far softer. "I may not exactly have experience with having a child, but I can tell you that your blood has divinity in it, and I know the golden three's blood claim intimately. You have my blood claim. I can see it."

He felt faint.

He couldn't even argue it, her point wasn't a feeling or an observation, it was something—it was a literal, divine revelation.

The goddess —mortal though she was— herself had to tell him that he was her descendant.

"Oh," he breathed, his voice shaking.

She smiled. "Here, we're building a settlement here on the surface. Why don't you come see it?"

The beginning of Hyrule... of...

He managed to give a small nod. When he didn't move, Zelda grabbed his hand and led him through the forest.

"You don't seem very prepared for this time, there are many servants of Demise around still. A knife and some magic? Oh, do you more often fight with your magic?"

Legend shrugged a bit. He wasn't sure what to say and so he fell back on silence. Zelda smiled at him.

"Link does that too when he's overwhelmed," she informed him softly and he was not accustomed to the fondness she displayed, Twilight's Zelda had done the same. "How much do you know about Skyloft?"

Feeling a bit called out, he cleared his throat and forced out, "Not a lot." Sky had said a fair bit about it, but not as much as Legend would probably info dump about Labrynna or Holodrum, and therefore wasn't all that much.

She nodded and soon launched into a full-blown history lesson on how Skyloft was raised.

Legend listened, trying to hold onto her words and remember them while also trying to keep his world from spinning and flipping on its axis.

Twilight's Zelda had been right.

Zellie and Little Link — They were Fable and Legend, just... from an alternate timeline.

Fable was his sister.

Why... How didn't he know this sooner?

As they walked, they heard a loud blaring horn. A war horn echoed through the forest and the ground trembled with it.

To Legend's absolute horror, a whole horde of monsters were filtering through the trees toward them.

"Get back!" Zelda pushed him back, drawing a sword. "Go straight east, Hyrule Town is—"

"Respectfully, I'm not leaving you alone," Legend said bluntly. He counted thirty-ish monsters about forty yards out. He flicked out his knife.

"You can't—"

"I promise you, I can. You take care of yourself, I don't doubt you can, but Sky would kill me if I let anything happen to you."

Zelda faltered. Then she must've recognized something in him. "You have..." her voice trailed off. "You have his..." Then her face hardened and she nodded to him. "Be careful. Come out of it alive."

Legend grinned. "Of course."

They both rushed the monsters the last twenty yards between them.

Fighting with a tiny knife was not easy, fighting with magic was a bit easier.

He managed to modify Din's Fire, mixing it with Nayru's Love and essentially forming a sphere of fire around him.

He stole blades off monsters, dancing through the battlefield to a melody he'd long trained his steps to follow. The beat quickened as his heartbeat raced faster and faster from adrenaline. The melody matched his heart rate.

Then he ran into the black blooded monsters.

He didn't miss a beat, he had a great rhythm going. He slashed through one, leaving it to recover in order to dive beneath the swinging arm of another, scale its back, and drive the horribly crafted blade he'd stolen off a bokoblin into its nape and drag it down over the recovering other black blooded monster.

One would not be getting up and the other would take a moment.

Legend burst both into flames, fire exploding from an orb and he dodged to the side from a sharp tongue shooting out.

He cut the tongue with his knife and the lizalfos it was connected to screeched loudly, had it spoken any of the half dozen languages Legend spoke, he was certain he would've heard many profanities.

He ended up nearly kicking a head or two off. Rolling into his landing and springing up onto another moblin's back to carve its spine open.

More monsters filled in the spaces above fallen bodies.

His hands were slick with red, purple, and black blood. His clothes soaked. His hair was beginning to come loose and he couldn't stop it either.

The moment the last monster was gone, Legend turned to find Zelda and she was grinning at him.

"We did it!" She exclaimed, covered in blood too. "Are you alright? Do you need a potion?"

Legend laughed. "I'm fine. Are you..."

He spotted someone over her shoulder and that adrenaline suddenly shot back up.

"TRAVELER!"

Hyrule stared at him in clear shock. "VETERAN?!"

He tried to run toward the other hero, but one steady step was followed by air beneath his foot.

A portal formed beneath him and the last thing he saw before falling through and instinctively curling to try and minimize damage from his landing, was Hyrule's bright eyes filling with shock, hope, and a bit of disbelief.

He slammed onto new ground. His head spun and he almost wanted to vomit as he hit his knees and elbow on the soft, grassy surface.

A groan escaped him. That was an awful portal.

He dragged himself to his feet and looked around, blinking away stars.

"Traveler?" He called out. "Traveler!"

Nothing.

Legend cursed loudly and he ignored how blood trickled down his arms and hands, tightening his grip on his knife and began searching the area for any sign of the other heroes. He hadn't sustained so bad of injuries that he was going to be feeling faint any time soon.

He'd been so close, goddesses, he had been so close.

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