Meanwhile, in an abandoned fort, targets were being pierced by gunshots. Bitch looks at his next victim, a large human-sized and human-shaped target. He clutches on his dragonstone, which is pure black like his soul and has a red spiral drawn in hyperrealistic blood, symbolizing the downward spiral his life is going on. He points his AK-47 at the target. He pulls the trigger. One shot, one kill, right in the target's forehead.

— This is it. This is what I've been waiting for.

He leaves the premises.

The years pass for Chrom, Lucina, and the Shepherds. Everything goes by so fast and soon enough little Lucina has grown into the most desirable waifu this side of Shitville. Chrom decides to go on a trip to the highlands with her for a little father-daughter time. Little did he know, some real shit was about to go down.

Lucina sits down on top of a hill, right after waking up in the morning, when one typically wakes up. The sun rises in the distance. Chrom is still sleeping.

All of a sudden, Lucina's pain-o-meter goes from 0 to a fucking million since she gets forcefully grabbed by her arms and legs and body parts and transported to a nearby cabin at the speed of sound. She goes unconscious from the shock. When she wakes up, she is face to face with a dragun.

— Tell me, Lucina, do you know who your mother is? Amos asks.

— N-No? Who are you? How do you know my name?

— Valla's curse prevents me from saying my name, but I will tell you who I am. Have you ever wondered how you came to this world?

— My father told me he gave birth to me like a woman. It's kind of weird.

— I see...

— How do you know who I am?

Amos punches her right in the gobber, knocking her out for a few seconds, enough for him to rip apart Lucina's clothes and unzip his dick. He slides his humongous erection right into Lucina's uterus, enlarging the hole. She starts screaming and crying and begging for her mother...