Pinkie Pie and The Cyberdemon
PINKIE PIE
AND
THE CYBER-DEMON
IAMTHEMITHRAS
✥Tower of Babel✥
Alone, Pinkie Pie stood inside the damp cavern. Boxed inside, she got a whiff of the nauseating smell of some stinky stink as she look around. Reddish bipedal goat-horned bodies lay impaled on the four corners surrounding her. In front, a pedestal adorned with switches paralleled to the walls stood invitingly. Curiosity overtook and she pressed the switch facing her, lifting the wall across opening a way outside. She steps out, and gazed at the searing volcanic horizon.
"Huh..." She looked around. Large columns of stone towered everywhere, etched with faces of a creature akin to some kind of angry bull "Those sure are some meanie looking faces"
The sound of heavy hoof steps echoed from afar. She turned to its direction, echoing from behind several columns hiding the source. She awaits the reveal as the hoof steps slowly become louder.
"...wha?..." Soon the form of a giant beast entered the scene. Its large robust hooves stomped the ground, one made of metal construct and one of that akin to a stallion, albeit a giant one. "Whoa... that is one big... giant... bull... minotaur... thingy"
Her gaze kept at the colossal beast as it approached her dauntingly. Soon, its frame became clearer as it neared - its giant body very much akin to that of a bull, but with tattered flesh all over its body instead of fur. A large metallic cannon replaced its left upper hoof, small fangs covered the mouth of the upright giant adorned with coal-like horns. The ground quaked with each step the beast took before it finally towered before her. It was tall enough to be as big as a two-story building, maybe like Sugarcube Corner. Its menacing gaze stared her down, adorned with a large set of canine teeth very much capable to gobble her up at any moment. Which would be disappointing for it, because Pinkie Pie may look like it but she's not a sentient cotton candy.
"... Iron Will, you've really let yourself go"
Her cottony mane strongly swept against her direction as the giant beast roared the loudest roared she ever heard at her, almost sending her to the air.
"AH! Hey! You're not Iron Will!... are you? Maybe you're a gritty reboot like what happened to Deadpo--"
The giant growled at her as it lifted its metal-arm-that-looks-like-a-cannon-launcher at her before she could finish her first and second sentence "AAAAAHH!!"
Running to the opposite way as fast as her hooves could carry her, she turned her head back and saw the monster firing rockets at her! "AAAHH!! Super-Hairy-Incredible-Tangerine! Help!" with her adrenaline going, another opening to the corridor she stepped out from earlier presented itself as she then rush inside for cover. Wind rushed and filled her lungs as she pressed her back on the wall beside the opening, the sound of explosions followed almost deafening her. She paused as her eyes grew with sound of giant hoof steps amplifying "Ahh.. oh dear oh dear, what do I do?!"
She darted her eyes around the room, inside were several casket of rockets fully stocked placed everywhere the ground for some reason. "Okay... Okay... come on Pinkie! Think! THINK!"
In the center of the room, Pinkie saw a large and dangerously-looking Rocket Launcher conveniently placed around the caskets of rockets "There’s gotta be something here I can use!"
The heavy hoof steps echoing increasingly louder with each second. A glint of light reflected from the Rocket Launcher "Oh! YES! How did I not notice this before?!" Pinkie Pie pushed aside the Rocket Launcher out of the way and picked up a banana peel lying beside it "This is PERFECT!"
She immediately threw the peel near outside, almost immediately a giant metal hoof stepped on it - slipping outward and unbalancing the robot minotaur thing. Because of its heavy built, the other leg couldn't support its weight and soon enough the monster did the split and howled like a wolf on a full moon. Or maybe like a wolf in tremendous pain on a full moon. Pinkie doesn't think well under pressure.
"Oh? So you're a boy?" With a tear in its eye, the demon giant looked down at her as she stood before him
"I don't really understand. What's your story? Why do you look like that? Why are there metal parts all over you? Why do you shoot rockets from that hoof? Do you eat rockets for breakfast? I don't eat rockets for breakfast. Maybe you eat them for dessert? I eat lots of things for dessert but I haven't tried eating a rocket before"
The monster huffed after a few seconds of watching her and lifted its weapon again at Pinkie "--w-w-WAIT! I didn't meant it like that! I'm not THAT curious about rockets!" it fired again at her direction and detonated on the floor, which could have got her had she not leaped to her right - landing a short distance away from the blast "H-Hey! What gives?!" it fired at her again and she leaped yet again to her right. "To the right! To the right! Anypony remember that song?" the monster roared in anger and fired again only to see Pinkie leap to her right. Again.
"Wheee! Hey, impending death is kinda fun!" Pinkie Pie ran behind the giant as it bellowed an amazingly irritated roar and tried to face her direction - only to realize that it couldn't turn its body because of its weight keeping it down while its legs kept doing the split.
The demon placed its claw and rocket cannon to the floor to try to lift itself up. Halfway, its right leg then slid from the banana peel from earlier and gave way to the opposite side again. It howled in tremendous pain, again, this time like a puppy, unable to shield its groin with its hooves... hoof... claw... hoofclaw because of shock.
"Now THAT'S what I call a Double Banana Split! Deja-vu never sounded more delicious!"
The Cyberdemon with a tear in his eye looked at the little pony that dared to challenge his might, standing before him in total defiance of his supreme power.
"MMM-MMM! Speaking of Double Banana Split, I think I’m getting hungry..."
A sneer and with a rising anger he never felt before on any creature, he lifted his demonic rocket launcher at the little pink nuisance smiling at him with naive eyes.
"... and you know what that means!" It suddenly whipped out a large wheeled vintage cannon all of a sudden out of nowhere. He raised an eyebrow as she pointed it at him
"PARTY CANNON!"
She tugged the rope at its base and fired directly at his face, blinding him with the firepower.
{RRRHHAAARRH--...rrh?} The blinded Cyberdemon reached for the projectile splattered on his face with his arm and wiped it out with a single stroke. It felt like some sort of thick liquid like some... syrup of some sort. It smelled of some kind of confectionery.
"Why do I always misplace the cake in the confetti cannon?"
The Cyberdemon turned to the voice and saw the equine standing on his left shoulder "I guess it's true, you really don't take splash damage, huh?"
He grabbed the little nuisance and roared at her in annoyance {RRHAAA!!!} the mighty Cyberdemon then tightened his grip on the pony, squeezing her to death - only for the pink pony to squeeze out from his grip and squeaked like a toy, landing back on the ground.
{RRH?} He grabbed her again with his hand {RRRRHAAAAAA!!!} and she again slipped from his grip, safely back to floor. He could have sworn he heard her boink.
"Hahaha! That tickles!"
{...HRRRH??} He scratched his head {RHAA!!!} and his claw sliced his scalp off, forgetting that his claws were sharp. Then he lightly scratched his head this time, then wondered how she did that.
"Haha! You're kinda funny! What's your name?"
{RRRHAAAAAAA!!!} the pink pony's stance remained still despite its mane and fur swaying against the wind from his roar.
"RRRHAAAAAA? That's a weird name. Well, who am to I judge. Hi, RRRHAAAAAA! My name is Pinkie Pie!"
A large explosion erupted on the pony's spot, a subtle contented smile crept on the powerful Cyberdemon's visage only to be turned upside-down as the smoke clear to reveal no giblets of pony parts - or any trace of the pink equine.
The Cyberdemon lifted his arms in annoyance {... RRRHAAaaaa!!!}
"You need a lesson in manners, RRHAAA!" Pinkie said from behind the giant minotaur "RRHAAAAAA! You shouldn't just shoot rockets like that! You could have killed me!"
The all-powerful Cyberdemon trembled in hell-searing anger. Unable to contain himself any longer, he stood up this time without any annoyances and turned to his back, only to see an empty space where the pony's voice came from
"Ooooh! I wonder what that blue glowing thing is…"
The wrathful Cyberdemon turned to see the little pony hopping to another opening to the center of the base and continued firing at her. He just realized how hopeless and without direction his life is, taking what little comfort shooting rockets from his implanted rocket launcher can bring. Because that's all he can do really
"Ooooooooohhh....."The sound of explosions didn't deter her one bit as she approach a glowing blue orb inside the room she's heading at.
The glowing blue orb was as big as a beach ball, only it doesn't look like it'll bounce like a beach ball - and instead of air, there was a scary angry or pained face inside that sphere staring directly at her soul with blank eyes as it inaudibly scream because of tortuous pain.
"So ppreettyy!"
She reached out her hoof to the glowing orb as loud heavy mechanical hooves approach from afar. As soon as the sole of her hoof come in contact, she immediately felt it dissolve and morph inside her instantly
"Oh my gosh!" She put her hooves on her head "I feel so... so overpowered! Like - like I’m twice the healthy Pinkie Pie I am!"
"Ya got that right, sister!"
Pinkie Pie turned to the voice beside her where a familiar pink mare stood "Oh silly me! The orb just cloned me. That explains it"
"Soulsphere!"
"Hi!" Pinkie waved her hoof at herself
"When you imbued yourself with the Soulsphere, instead of me overpowering you and having my soul dissipated into nothing for all eternity - you instead released me from my eternal imprisonment, saving my soul from doom!"
"Cool! How did I do that?"
"I don't know!"
"AWESOME! YIIIIIIII!!!! HAHA!!" They both hopped and giggled and snorted their muzzles together everywhere inside the room. The thrumming of giant hoof steps are surprisingly getting louder
"Hey Pinkie Pie! Wanna do something fun?"
"Did you say FUN? SURE! FUN!!" She darted everywhere inside the room "WHERE?! WHERE?! Where's the FUN?!"
"Right outside!"
"YIIIIII!!!!" Pinkie Pie then whooshed outside instantly. Pinkie looked out the room and saw Pinkie already riding a moving rocket "wheeeeeee!!!!"
"Wow! That looks like fun! I wonder why I didn't do that earlier"
The Cyberdemon turned his attention away from the pink mare he's firing at to the pink mare that stood at the opening. Wait. Why are there two of the pony?
He wanted to scratch his head but he remembered being scalped earlier and decided to not give it any thought. The imps and cacodemons all look the same anyway, why not this pony. Immediately, the thought of hundreds of this little pink mare scared him immensely.
"Again! Again! Shoot another rocket!"
The Cyberdemon looked down to the other pony approaching "Why did you stop firing rockets?"
"RRHAAAAAA! This is Pinkie Pie!" The other one held a hoof to the other one "Pinkie Pie, This is RRHAAAAAA!"
"Hi RRHAAAAAA!" And the other one waved at him "That's a weird name. Then again, who am I to judge?"
The Cyberdemon decided to fire at them again. Because, why not. As expected both of the horses rode on the rockets flying straight at them.
"YEE-HAAW!"
"Wheee!!!"
His sharp teeth clenched so much it feels like they'll puncture through his gums sooner or later. He kept the barrage of rockets hurling harmlessly at the ponies as they ride and jump from each rocket to another. They're even starting to dance on them, he's sure he saw one of them moonwalked over one.
"Oppan Gangnam Style!" Pinkie Pie and Pinkie Pie both leaned up and danced Gangnam Style, the rockets inexplicably remained nonvolatile even when Pinkie and Pinkie kept hopping on them on one hoof
"Op. Op. Op. Op!" they positioned their hooves on their waist "Oppan Gangnam Style!! EEEEHHHH--" then they shuffled their hooves sideways towards RRHAAAAAA! Continuing in mid-air even as the rockets past underneath their hooves "--EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHH!"
{RRRRHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!}
Pinkie Pie and Pinkie Pie both fell face down to the ground as RRHAAAAAA's howl quaked the very foundation of... wherever they are at the moment. They looked up. RRHAAAAAA sat limply at a corner. His back rested on a tower while his head turned up at the sky.
"Whoa. Is he alright?"
"I dunno. Let's ask him"
Pointless. His existence is pointless. What purpose is anything if it can't do the only thing it is designed to do? Whether it be killing anything, or destroying anything, or even exploding anything. What use is he if he can't even kill a tiny hose with a semi-automatic rocket dispenser? What purpose?
{Rrrrhhhrrhh... rrhh...}
He exhaled. His breath going from his nostrils might as well be the life essence animating the large construct that is of The Cyberdemon's mortal coil. Who would have thought that a little pink... PONY! Would make him sink so low?!
"Heyy RRHAAAAAA? Are you okay?"
Another huff as he lowered his head to the two ponies. He doesn't even have the energy to even growl at them, let alone kill them.
"Heyy... is that a tear? Ohhh, are you crying?"
What other manner of insult is this mare capable of?! {RRHAAAAA!!!}
"Hey, what's this?" Pinkie Pie turned and saw some sort of letters standing behind them "T-ton - Ton!... mia... mi... mini... io... ON -- Oh! It's written backwards!" she walked around the letters and read them again " 'No, I'm not!' ... whoa, cool! RRHAAAAAA's foreign language has subtitles!"
"Well that makes sense! How come I didn't notice that before?"
The Cyberdemon gazed at his rocket launcher. The temptation to shoot himself became increasingly difficult to contain.
"Now that we can understand your robot minotaur speak, maybe you can tell us how you feel?"
{Rrharrarrhr... rrhaaah}
"Oooh! Oooh! I'll read! I'll read what he said!" She looked down at the letters " 'Go away... leave me alone' "
"Oh come on!" Pinkie turned to RRHAAAAAA again "Just tell us what's wrong! It's not fun to see anypony sad"
{RRHARRARRARRARR. RHARRARRARRA-RARARARRrr! RHAAA!}
" 'First of all - You shall address me as The Cyber-Demon, and not RRHAA!'... well, that's a much nicer name"
Pinkie Pie then turned to Pinkie Pie "Hey Pinkie Pie, do you think I can speak his language?"
"I'm not sure... why don't you try it?"
"Okay, I will!" Pinkie then turned back to The Cyber-Demon "RRHARRARRAR! RRHARRAR! RHARRAR!"
Pinkie then read the subtitles " 'RRHARRARRAR! RRHARRAR! RHARRAR!' "
The Cyberdemon stood up and started to walk away from them.
"W-w-w-wait! Don't go!" Pinkie ran as fast as she could and stood in front of him as soon she caught up with him "We just wanna help you feel better! Don't be sad"
"Yeah!" Pinkie followed behind them "I mean, we just want to know what's wrong! All you did was shoot rockets everywhere and then stop to cry"
{Rrrharrar}
"Alright, you didn't cry. But, there's gotta be some back story behind all this right?"
He paused and gazed at hell's horizon. His eye twitched for a second as he gather his thoughts
"Come on big guy... let it aaall out..."
The Cyberdemon, with all his might, did his best to restrain the tears flowing from his crimson eyes, but to no avail {... RRHAHARHARRRRRRR!!!} the strength of a hundred imps left his hooves as he plummeted limply, wailing to the floor {RRHAHARHARRAAAAA -- RHARAAAAAA!!!}
"It's okayy... It's okayy..." Pinkie patted her hooves on the Cyberdemon's lower back "Repression is not a good way to deal with problems!" She waited for a while as The Cyberdemon let out some whimpers and sniffs "Now let's talk about your problems, shall we?"
Pinkie Pie dragged a psychologist' couch towards them "Thank you Pinkie Pie. Well Cyberdemon, please make yourself comfortable!"
He gazed at the tiny couch for a while. Then to his rocket launcher. Then tried not to give it anymore thought since he feels that he'd need whatever sanity he has left.
"Go ahead, lay down!"
He turned to the mare and saw her sitting on a regular couch, complete with spectacles and the other mare holding a notebook and a crayon. He positioned himself on the couch, utterly crushing it to pieces when he sat down.
"Very good! Now, first we're going to attempt to examine your personality and your emotional functioning using an Inkblot test. I'm going to show you a series of pictures and you tell me the first thing that comes in your mind, okay? You have to answer very very truthfully in this exercise - If you don't, you'll likely stay very sad for a very very long time. Maybe even forever!"
"FOREVERR!" The Cyberdemon turned towards the other mare standing on his right shoulder, her gaze like a burning hatred for his very existence
"Don't worry. There aren't any wrong answers. Just tell me the first thing that comes in your mind, got it?"
{Rharr}
"Good! Pinkie, you'll analyze for us while I show him the flash cards" On the side of her couch, Pinkie saluted her "Okie dokie lokie!" The Cyberdemon looked back at his shoulder then back at them. Then back to his shoulder. Then back at them.
"Okay Cybie! First, what do you see?"
{RRHARR}
"Uhuh, good" Pinkie scribbled on her notebook as Pinkie Pie switch to another card
"How about this?"
{RRHARRA}
"Yes, Yes..."
"This one?"
{... RRHAAAARRAra}
"Mhmm..."
"Okay, this one?"
{Rrrrha}
"Uhhhhuh..." Pinkie Pie kept scribbling at the notepad
"We seem to be making more progress than I thought, what's our initial assessment so far assistant Pinkie Pie?"
"Uhh...." Pinkie ripped the page from her notepad and gave it to Pinkie Pie "here you go!"
"Hmm... according to these results, you don't seem to have a natural affinity for violence at all!" She crumpled the piece of paper and threw it away "This is an interesting find. Am I right assistant?"
Pinkie Pie nodded to Pinkie Pie and Pinkie Pie nodded back. The Cyberdemon heaved another sigh.
"Let's delve in deeper. Tell me a bit more about yourself, Cyberdemon. Tell me about your past"
... Perhaps now would be as good as any...
{... Rrrrh....}
I am the first of my kind. The Harbinger of Doom, hailing from another dimension to bring about the Apocalypse. Mere minutes within my existence I had failed in the very purpose to which I was wrought to the world.
Using the Spear of Destiny, a human - of all beings - defeated me in a lengthy battle that took away the limbs of my new-born coil.
But I was given a second chance. A second chance to fulfill my Destiny. I felt - in that very place - the Icon of Sin conversing to me - guaranteeing me vengeance. It was then destined, that I shall fight the human's great, great, great, grandson for a chance of redemption - so that my purpose would be met!
Six generations, I await for that chance. 666 years of loathing and self-depreciation I endured. My very being yearned for retribution... for blood... for victory...
Now is the time! The humans - ever so foolish to even attempt to defy the laws of nature, accidentally opened a portal to hell, as it was destined. Now that the sign has passed, it is time to bring the second coming of Armageddon. As we speak, the Icon of Sin is preparing to unleash Hell upon earth!
Thanks to the brilliant tactical mind of the Spider Mastermind, the armies of Hell is more than ready to ravage the entire planet. Soon, the Icon of Sin will open the portals between Hell and Earth! - and the prophecy of DooM shall be fulfilled!
Which is why I must be powerful. It is here where I will meet that human's descendant, the one key to stopping all of our plans... It has been destined. And I await - here - for his coming. For my last chance of retribution.
But how could I face him now? When you have shown me how... WORTHLESS my only means of attack truly is! If I can't even annihilate a single... a couple of pink little horse, how much more a hardened warrior - trained for battle for years?!
... Perhaps that too is destined... seeing as that the Icon of Sin had cloned bodies of me and the Spider Mastermind in stasis... perhaps this is my destiny... then my life... is really meaningless...
"Psst. Pinkie, are you getting all this?"
Pinkie Pie kept scribbling "Uhuh!"
I only now await for fate to chart its course. After all, what am I really but a pawn in a colossal scheme whose importance and worth dwarfs mine by the infinite?
... My existence hinges only to my ability to carry out which I have been wrought to do... If I can't even fulfill that, then what use am I?
"Mm-hmm mm-hmm... I see..." Pinkie tapped her chin with the end of her hoof as she drone in on his words "... Pinkie, hand me your assessment please"
"Okie dokie lokie!" Pinkie handed the notepad to her and studied her findings
"Just what I thought!" She hid away the notebook in the deep recesses of hyper-dimension - the magic pocket capable of bending space-and-time. Basically wherever she puts her stuff. Except for eye-patches, and beach balls, and other stuff maybe. They're hidden everywhere around the corner. You know, in case of eye-patch, beach ball, and other stuff emergency.
"Ahem. Cybie - hey can I call you Cybie? I just feel you're a Cybie"
"I liked calling him RRHAAAAAA actually. It sounds like a song! RHAA RHAA RHAMAMAA-AH!"
"This is a really simple problem really!" she jumped from her couch and expressed her hoof at him "You're saddy waddy because you're not good at doing what your special talent is!"
"EEEXXACTLY!" Pinkie Pie nodded to Cybie
"But is firing rockets really your special talent?"
"GOOOOD QUESTION!"
"I mean, look!" Pinkie pointed to Cybie's thigh "You don't even have a rocket launcher cutie mark!"
"CORRRRECT!"
"Which means that you haven't found your special talent yet!"
"OOOFF COURSE!"
{RRrhharr? RRHARRAR?}
"How do you discover you special talent you say?"
"SONG NUMBER!"
"HIT IT!"
The sound of fanfare entered and Pinkie Pie and Pinkie Pie broke into a song! A catchy cuddly smile-inducing song about realizing your inner passion and the delectable taste of cake to go with pretty much everything. There were dancing, jumping, laughing, accordion music, party hats, balloons, cake, parodies of 1960's dance numbers, guitar solos with rock-tastic riffs, dubstep music, all in the underlying theme of believing in yourself and always always follow your heart no matter what! And to laugh your fears away for good measure.
The Cyberdemon could not contain himself and stood up from the psychologist' couch, signifying his ascent from the chains of fate {RHARRA RHRRAAA!! RHAARRAARAR-RHARHAHRARHA!}
" 'I understand now! You are right! We make our own Destiny!' "
{RHARRARHARHA! RHARAHRA! RRRRRHAAA!}
" 'Fate will no longer be cruel to me now that I believe I can chart my own path!' "
"Yes! That's right!"
{RHARRA RHRRAAA!! RHIIIRIIEE! RHAARRAARARRHAHRAAAAA-RHARHAHRARHA....RHAA!!!}
" 'Thank you little ponies. The new-found motivation you have given me is very liberating! I feel like I am free to do whatever I want! I've never felt this kind of freedom since... well since!' "
"Yeeah!! That's the spirit!"
"Hey Pinkie Pie! I think it's time to write a letter!"
"Oh - Absolutely!" Pinkie Pie took out a parchment and quill "Well Cybie, if you may?"
{WHRAA? ARHH RHERRRHER?}
"Yes! A letter! To send to The Icon of Sin about what you learned about the magic of friendship, silly! Were you expecting Princess Celestia maybe?"
{... WHRHR?}
"Hey, if we're going to leave the past we might as well do it all the way Cybie!" The Cyberdemon turned to Pinkie Pie next to Pinkie Pie "Don't worry! You can do it!"
The Cyberdemon relented as he heaved another sigh. He cleared his throat and shut his eyes for effect
Dear The Icon of Sin,
I learned that we are not forever chained to the fate of what the universe set for us, but what we set for ourselves instead. We always have a choice to chart our own path or chart the path given to us by fate - But who knows better what our purpose is but our inner selves? I believe that deep inside all of us lay our true calling and purpose, the one path that will lead us to inner peace and happiness - and if we delve deep enough we can realize what that calling is.
But sometimes it takes a push from the creatures you'd least expect to help you in that path. Such is the way of The Magic of Friendship, and which, I believe, is proof that there are always others that are willing to help.
The world works in such uplifting ways - If only everyone paused their self-loathing to even notice it. I guess that in order to really see the world in that light, you have to allow yourself to do so.
Signed your faithful minion, The Cyber-demon
Pinkie Pie rolled the parchment and handed it to The Cyberdemon. A green surge of light enveloped the message and disappeared, presumably to The Icon of Sin's residence.
"Whoa! What happened?"
{RHRARHHAR}
"Oh, you teleported it? YOU CAN DO THAT?!"
{RRHHR... RHARHRAHRHAR}
"Well, that's true. How else would he end up in this place?" Pinkie turned to Pinkie
"Well I guess this is it! This is one HECK of an encounter, huh? haha!"
{RHOOO}
"Oh come on, That was a nice pun!"
"Hey Cybie, what ARE you going to do after all this?"
{RHARARH}
" 'I have a life-long fascination of statues. Their elegance and form always intrigued me' "
{RHAR}
" 'So I will follow my life long dream and fascination with art - I will travel to Greece and be an ivory statue!' "
{.... RHA...}
" 'Long will I spend my days in the company of Michael Angelo's David - and maybe even to Rio de Janeiro! I always had a secret fascination of Christ the Redeemer. Don't spread that around' "
Pinkie shrugged her shoulders at Pinkie then they both turned back to Cybie "So, maybe you can help us get home now?"
{RHARHARHA!! RHARHHHHRARARHHHRARHAHRH RHARARAHHAARRRHH RHAHRARA-RHARHA! RHAHHHHHHHRA.... RHHHHHAAAAA! RHHHRARAHRAHRA RHARAHRHARAH.... RHARARARAHH RAHRA RHA RAH}
" 'Ok' "
Two brief orbs of green hued light flashed and disappeared along with the two equine, so did the six-century old shackles that held him down to his former life of self-hatred and sorrow. A smile, for the first time of his entire existence, crept on the demonic visage of the Harbinger of Doom...
The Harbinger of Doom no longer. The Bringer of Apocalypse no more.
He strutted his way around the base, passing through the towers etched with the faces of demons staring him down, glaring him for his arrogance to choose his own destiny. He exchanged those looks with that of his contented his smile. The smile of inner peace. The smile of jubilation.
