The forgotten realms, before Equestria

What is good and evil? Two descriptions that place race of any kind on one side or the other. Making them fight either by belief, hatred or no reason at all. Good and evil are the words of Queen Chrysalis and King Sombra, monsterous things that keep you in chains. I was of neither, but placed as evil.

I am is as known as an under realm pony, a pony living in the darkness of the under realms. A pony accustomed to heat signatures to live, usually shown by red eyes. Living in the darkness for Milleniums has made it hard for my kind to live on the surface, the glowing light of day would become blinding. My race, and rightfully proven as, is of what's called evil. Dastardly things that kill for fun and greed, all of which are true for most.

It has been my first few decades in this darkness that gave me my 'evil' name, though i was one in a billion down there. I showed guilt for merciless death, regret to the tortured, all of which i relished in.

In my life in Danachlonashti, the city of heat, i learned few that wasn't lies. What i did learn though i kept with me for the rest of my life. I learned three things

1: Always know who to trust

2: Find anyway possible to show kindness to the weak, then to go and torture happily

3: Friendship is one of the few things left to look forward to, when i can, find it.

~Niotyl Da'Val