Together Again (Corrin)
Corrin observes the card in her hand, staring at her is the portrait of a man. Red eyes, pale skin, silver hair, nohrian armor. Corrin doesn't know where this card came from, or why the man in it resembled her so much. It was uncanny, ominous.
But holding it was oddly comforting, too. Like Corrin had recovered a thing she lost a long time ago, a part of her.
She sings the enchantment and the ghost trapped in the card reraises. The creature stays there, completely still, awaiting orders.
"Tell me who you are."
The man doesn't answer. Of course, he wouldn't. He couldn't. He wasn't real, in a sense, just a soulless, memoryless copy of the original warrior that once bore that appearance.
Looking into this puppet's eyes fills Corrin with relief and anguish in equal parts. It was unbearable. She wished it could last forever. But the mirage is so frail that a single swim of her sword is enough to make the other vanish, crumble to dust.
And she's left alone in her room once more, her heart devoid of something she couldn't know.