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Since coming to Askr, Byleth had met all kinds of strange heroes. Among his favorites of his new friends was a certain mercenary who worked as a professor in her own world. It was perhaps only natural that they get along well, since they were two different versions of the same person.

Byleth was on his way to meet Byleth for tea when he saw movement from down below. There, standing on the floor, was Byleth. Only she was tiny and wearing a swimsuit for some reason.

"What happened to you?" Byleth asked Byleth.

"I could ask you the same thing. Why are you so big?" Byleth asked him back.

"I'm pretty sure I've always been this size. You were bigger when I saw you earlier."

"When you saw me earlier? Have we met?"

"...maybe we haven't," Byleth realized. He started to think that this wasn't the Byleth he knew, but a tiny version of the same woman. It was just as he came to this realization that he saw two more Byleths just as small as she was, both with bright green hair.

"Hello. Could you give us a hand?" one of them asked, staring up at him with a smile. The other one seemed less friendly, keeping her distance with her arms folded.

"Sure," Byleth agreed, "hop on."

He offered his hand to the tiny women. With varying degrees of enthusiasm, the three of them climbed onto his outstretched palm. He was just standing back up when another voice called out to him.

"Byleth! There you are."

He turned to see Byleth. She noticed what he was carrying straight away, her eyes finding his hand. That was when he noticed that she was carrying tiny people too, both of them Byleth.

"You've found some of them too," Byleth said, "tiny versions of ourselves."

"Yes. They look more like you than me," Byleth told her.

"There are so many of us," Byleth mused as she stepped closer, "where could they all have come from?"

"They must have been summoned like we were," Byleth suggested.

He studied the tiny women she held.

"Hey, are you wearing Sothis's outfit?" he asked the one with distinctive garb. He felt a twitch from his own hand at the use of Sothis's name, one of the tiny women he held responding.

"And you... those clothes of yours look like mine. Where did you get them?"

"Jeralt gave them to me," came her response.

"I suppose that's where I got mine too."

Byleth frowned. This was all rather confusing. His head was starting to hurt.

"What do we do with them?" he asked Byleth.

"I don't know. Perhaps we should take them to the summoner?" Byleth suggested.

Most of the Byleths agreed that would be a good idea. So Byleth went with Byleth to take the Byleths to see the summoner...

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Description

Since coming to Askr, Byleth had met all kinds of strange heroes. Among his favorites of his new friends was a certain mercenary who worked as a professor in her own world. It was perhaps only natural that they get along well, since they were two different versions of the same person.

Byleth was on his way to meet Byleth for tea when he saw movement from down below. There, standing on the floor, was Byleth. Only she was tiny and wearing a swimsuit for some reason.

"What happened to you?" Byleth asked Byleth.

"I could ask you the same thing. Why are you so big?" Byleth asked him back.

"I'm pretty sure I've always been this size. You were bigger when I saw you earlier."

"When you saw me earlier? Have we met?"

"...maybe we haven't," Byleth realized. He started to think that this wasn't the Byleth he knew, but a tiny version of the same woman. It was just as he came to this realization that he saw two more Byleths just as small as she was, both with bright green hair.

"Hello. Could you give us a hand?" one of them asked, staring up at him with a smile. The other one seemed less friendly, keeping her distance with her arms folded.

"Sure," Byleth agreed, "hop on."

He offered his hand to the tiny women. With varying degrees of enthusiasm, the three of them climbed onto his outstretched palm. He was just standing back up when another voice called out to him.

"Byleth! There you are."

He turned to see Byleth. She noticed what he was carrying straight away, her eyes finding his hand. That was when he noticed that she was carrying tiny people too, both of them Byleth.

"You've found some of them too," Byleth said, "tiny versions of ourselves."

"Yes. They look more like you than me," Byleth told her.

"There are so many of us," Byleth mused as she stepped closer, "where could they all have come from?"

"They must have been summoned like we were," Byleth suggested.

He studied the tiny women she held.

"Hey, are you wearing Sothis's outfit?" he asked the one with distinctive garb. He felt a twitch from his own hand at the use of Sothis's name, one of the tiny women he held responding.

"And you... those clothes of yours look like mine. Where did you get them?"

"Jeralt gave them to me," came her response.

"I suppose that's where I got mine too."

Byleth frowned. This was all rather confusing. His head was starting to hurt.

"What do we do with them?" he asked Byleth.

"I don't know. Perhaps we should take them to the summoner?" Byleth suggested.

Most of the Byleths agreed that would be a good idea. So Byleth went with Byleth to take the Byleths to see the summoner...

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Alternate angles: imgbox.com/g/YFi88Hf5sa

Want to see more tiny Fire Emblem ladies? Check out this interactive: www.writing.com/main/interacti…