The Origin of Man

Verse of Mother,

Book I: The Beginning

Chapter Five: The Start of Man Journey

Verse 4: The Dark Spiral

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Long ago, mankind came to this world, Equis. In search of sacred metals, land, and life for Mother Terra and her dying children. Their death was inevitable, as the children of Holy Mother Terra. Man, could not learn from their past mistake.

Long before the arrival of Man, years of constant usage of Mother Terra body and Man selfish wars, Mother was finally dying. The Holy Mother tried to hold off her death, for as long as her children didn't fight, but it was to late. Man final war, The Cataclysm, brought forth great destruction to the surface of Mother Terra. Before she could see her children in peace.

The Cataclysm, the last war of Man. Was the final battle between Mother children to rule over what very little she had left to offer. Metals, fresh water, land, and oil was all they fought over. Their pitiless greed ran rampant that the war of Mother's children, Man, sent the Holy Mother into a state of utter chaos. For none of Mother children were winning anything and losing all they ever achieved. Nor did they know what their actions truly did. For her life blood for us, Man, was deteriorating faster than it should have been allowed to. The constant raging war, of two decades, finally allow Man to see the horror they brought upon their Mother. But alas it was too late.

As Mother weep at the sight of her children fighting. She felt her time coming to an end. Holy Mother, only ever wanted to see her children at peace. But Mother Terra never saw her dream achieved. Peace. But alas when peace of Mother's children was achieved, to please their dying Mother. She could no longer see or feel their crying pleas anymore, for she was finally dead. Her once beautiful elegant grace was gone. Only to be replaces by a hollow dusk of death.

Mother's once blue blood of life, turned into an unholy sick brown sludge of diseased demons. Her once clean breathe of air, now filled with deadly toxin's and black blood of wasted metal demons that lay ruin across Mother skin. Black sickly fog covered the skies that surrounds Mother Terra eyes, so that her children, that blocked the sun for years. The once beautiful green, brown, blue, and red skin of Mother Terra now gone, littered with ruins of metal titans that reach beyond Mother's heaven. And that digs to the depths of Mother's heart.

There were no winners of their needless war, only losers of the dying children. So Mother Terra on her last breath, before her untimely death. Forged what little she could offer, in the deep edges of her lifeless body. Her gifts would allow man to keep the peace they finally achieved and allow Man to create vessels to travel through the vast seas of stars that she did not own.

From the holy metals Mother Terra offered, three holy vessels were created. The first vessel being called the ANGEL Grand-Ishimura-Nial the oldest of the three vessels, the first to swim the vast Ocean Stars. Her job was to explored the Ocean Stars in search of holy materials, to help repair the holy world. Mother Terra. A world in which Mother children, Man, destroyed. Her life work was to help Man to stay alive and to help birth her younger sister, the ANGEL Soothe-Sayer. The second youngest of the three, her job was to help calm the fears of man down with her elegant beautiful voice of truth, wisdom, and power. She defended her older sister, as they swam the Ocean Stars, from Unknown Rock-Var. Enemies of Mother Terra and Man for years before the Sisters birth. Such a deadly yet elegant Sister.

The Rock-Var would attack the Holy Vessels without provocation. They came without warning or reason, their power made the ANGEL's bled the blood of their Mother and of her children, Man. For no matter how many times they attack the ANGEL's, the Rock-Var would never succeeded their bastard duty. The ANGEL's fought back with such vicious force, that once the Rock-Var died, their bodies released hidden wealth of untold riches. Riches that held holy or sacred metals that were once formed on the Holy Mother. Riches that would help Man in the fight of their own survival. So with the ANGEL's with the new knowledge, attacked the Rock-Var, gaining holy or scared metals. Metals that would help birth their youngest sister.

The youngest, biggest, and by far the strongest vessel of the three, the holy ANGEL Neo-Terra. Was birth with a rare and holy metal from Mother Terra, that no where else held. For it could only be create from the deepest, hottest, and oldest place, that Man could not reach with all their might. Until time and Mother gave it away. For it was a special gift that held an unfathomable power. A power that Neo's Elder Sisters did not receive, for they would burn from the sheer sight of it. For its power could not be seen by the naked eye of either Man or ANGEL. A gift so rare and so powerful that the Holy Mother decided to create a mere ounce of this gift. A gift that allowed only the ANGEL Neo-Terra to leave the confined and secure space of the Oceans Stars. A feat that neither of her older Sister's could do.

A gift that could not be created within the Ocean Stars or beyond. A gift that could not be replicated by Man, no matter their efforts. A gift used by both Man and ANGEL. Derbrium, as we call this holy gift, allowed travel beyond the Ocean Stars, and into the Sea of Unknown Light. A place where neither of Neo's Sister's have dare gone before. Mother gift allowed Neo to travel in a golden spectacular vortex of light that ripple the very universe itself. A light called the Holy Tunnel. For its power allowed travel, that would take the Elder Sister's months even years to reach, that would only take ANGEL Neo-Terra mere days to achieve.

So with the sacred gift, both the ANGEL Neo-Terra and Man decided to use this new and holy power to explore the Sea of Unknown Light and bring back the untold riches from seas beyond. Their first to the swim past the Ocean Star led them to a place called, The Canis. A place of great beautiful lights that had little to offer other than a few scrapes of sacred metals. The first journey across the Sea of Unknown Light was not praised has hoped. But that did little to falter their will. So both ANGEL Neo-Terra and Man, swam to the Andromeda. A great sea close to ours. Their second swim was more praised than the first time. For both ANGEL and Man not only they brought back sacred and holy metals, but metals unknownst to them. These unknown metals, held a far different power that Mother Terra could not even bare to recreate.

These unknown metals held more power than anything Man had ever seen before. They were stronger than the chrome titanium that birth the Three Sister. They held far more lighting than sheen copper built to support the Sister wells of life. They withstood the flames of Sol and the heat of Man furnace. Able to fly past Mother's heavens as if they were the winds themselves. Such a deadly power that Man has found.

These. . .Unknown Metals were highly abundant and powerful, that Mans greed started to once again consume them. For these metals could only be created in the Sea of Unknown Light, not by Holy Mother Terra. So Man in need of newer vessel for their pitiless greed, forced the ANGEL Neo-Terra to travel deep within the Sea. While the Elder Sister stayed behind to defend Man from the Unknown Rock-Var and collect the metals within them. The search of such metals, left Neo's body with heavy wound from her intense travel. That those who rode with Neo lost their lives for the greed of others. Neo wounds ran across her elegant body, from head to toes, that her once beautiful form left her as a broken husk. She fair no worst or better then her older Sisters, for they could not stand equal with the newer vessels or their younger Sister.

So in the deep greed of Man, they decided to create more powerful, faster, and stronger vessels, that would replace the ANGEL's. The elder Sister knew their sacred duty was to help Man in anyway, so once they were respectfully put to rest. They left the world with a bright smile that would forever shine upon Man. But Mankind disrespect the Elder ANGEL smile, by using their remains on the newer vessels of Man.

USG. . .CMS

Man reused the left over for the two Elder Sister for the newer vessels called USG and CMS to help support themselves. Forgetting the reason they traveled to the Ocean Stars and beyond the Sea of Unknown Light. As Man laughed and cheered for the vessels of new, the ANGEL Neo-Terra wept for the lost of her older Sister, for it was not for them Neo would never live to see the day of light.

As time came for Neo, man built their own Holy Tunnel, called the Driven Shock. A glory of blue electrifying lights that swam in chaotic order. The Driven Shock was far weaker than the Holy Tunnel, but was able to be given to the vessels of new. She knew it was her time.

So as one final gift and duty to Man, Neo's travel one final time to depth of the Sea. To find a rare and unattainable metal that would give Man the tools to live on without the Sisters. But the Sea had other plans, for the lone ANGEL. As the Neo and Man rested before they left once again to continue their quest. An Unknown Rock-Var ten times the size of Neo, and four time longer, decide to attack her to end her final sacred duty. The battle was intense that half that rode with Neo never saw the day of light again. Once the battle was over Neo and Man, wished to claim their riches. But something else wanted them.

On the search of holy or sacred metals, to heal the wound inflicted onto the ANGEL Neo-Terra. Man found something that reeked of unholiness and witchcraft.

...The Dark Spiral...

The Dark Spiral first held promise of power and wisdom. A power that would help secure a place for Man to live. But it gave its will of the devil himself. Many on board the Neo-Terra believe this to be a gift from the Holy Mother. While many others did not believe as it was told, and knew Mother would never create such an unholy object. The ANGEL could not help Man, about what was to come. First sickness took over those who worshiped the unholy objects. Many believe that it was the will of the Spiral to make them feels this in order to pass it knowledge to the worthy. After sickness, madness took over many believers and non believers. Forcing them to believe that the love of the lost were with them. Talking, singing, whispering the false promise of the Spiral. Then rampage took over many, those who follow the Dark Spirals. They slaughtered the non believers of the Dark Spiral like lambs of slaughter. Forced many to believe its lies by inflicting unspeakable madness. Many fought against the worshipers of the Spirals. The ANGEL could do nothing, but watch the slaughter of Mother children she has tried so hard to save.

As a sick will of the Dark Spiral, it used its unholy power of the dark arts to bring back forth the dead into the world of the living. But the Dark Spiral did not bring the dead in the form in which they left. No, the Spiral granted them life as a soulless mutated beasts that carried no will. The faces and bodies of love one and friends were twisted into a sickly pale brown skin. Their teeth, legs, and hands were sharpen, that a single scratch of their Bone Swords cut through the ANGEL holy body.

As the ANGEL winced in pain brought upon her, by the Dark Spiral. The Spiral did not want to leave a single soul alone. With it damnation of a mind, the Spiral went for the young of the new birth. The Spiral twisted their innocents and formed them into walking bombs of death. That unleashed the horrid fluid of Death Yellow. That burned Neo heavenly body. It turned the young minds of children into a dreaded pack of monsters. That feasted on the flesh of their once loving parents. Women turned into monster that birthed demons from within its stomach. Men became legless creatures that a tail grew from the cord of their spines. The bodies of man, women, and child were rebirth into unholy demons of rotten flesh and bones that acted upon the Dark Spiral wicked and foul will.

The ANGEL Neo-Terra was now full of death. The once beacon of hope for Man, now lies as a beacon of dead space to the monstrosity that plague the ANGEL body. The eyes and brains of the ANGEL were shattered from the Necros Bone Swords and Whips. Her elegant blue legs of light, now us smothered with the rotting flesh of the Dark Spiral will. Her cannons of war now filled with crawling flesh offered no help in the raging war. All those that rode along the ANGEL were nearly lost. Very few held onto their dear life.

...Our life...

As the end was certain for both Man and ANGEL, the Spiral wanted to end Neo's life to complete it devilish plan. For it sent its strongest, most horrifying, and deadliest Necro, CarnnivaS, to where the heart and soul of the ANGEL Neo-Terra lies. Derbrium. All seemed to come to an end for the final ANGEL and surviving Man. But atlas miracle happened.

For when the beast reach the ever heart and soul of Neo. The gift Mother has bestowed upon Neo deflect the monster twisted form. For when it saw the holy light of Mother, the CarnnivaS burned brighter than any sun or star that either Man or ANGEL had ever witness. The power of Mothers gift shined brighter than anything, that the Dark Spiral upon seeing it glory started to burn. For it disgusting will could not cover the bright hope Mother Terra had for her children. The once losing war of will upon the ANGEL, turned into a new chance for life.

Neither the Dark Spiral wanted the holy light to shine upon its miserable existence, nor did Man want to leave the protective light that saved them. A stalemate was met, but the tides of fate did not smile upon Man. For the Spiral and it twisted puppets did not need food, water, or air to continue on. Yet, Man need it more than ever. Hundreds need food, water, and most importantly air to continue to battle.

Witnessing the dying children of Mother. The Spiral released a horrifying laugh of terror and pure evil. A laugh that vibrated the very core of the ANGEL body. A choirs of demonic laughing all throughout Neo's body to taunt us. So in the desperate act of survival a brave group of five venture to the eyes and brain of the ANGEL Neo-Terra. The Brave Five faced a great deal of Necros, monsters, and beast to reach their destination. The eyes and brain of the ANGEL, to activate the Holy Tunnel for one final time to end the Dark Spiral fun and existence. From the five only two survived the ordeal.

The two are known as the Engineer of Hope and the Soldier of Strength. For thy Saviors faced against the powers and black magic of the Dark Spiral. They face its champions that stood in the way. They fought with their fist when they had no bullets left. They fought monster that reached far beyond Man minds with mere metal sticks. They never gave up their Hope or Strength to the Dark Spiral. The Engineer and Soldier saved Mankind and the ANGEL Neo-Terra from the Dark Spiral. But it did not come without a price. As the two Saviors of Man activated the power bestow upon Neo, the Holy Tunnel would eradicate any and everything not protected within the ANGEL grasp.

They knew the price that had to be payed and released the power of Mother gift. For one final time. As the Holy Tunnel ruptured its golden light onto the fabric of the Sea, cries of both the Dark Spiral and Necros played as a devilish tune of pain. The Tunnel burned away the corrupted flesh the surrounded the holy body of the ANGEL Neo-Terra and melted the beast within. The Dark Spiral did not fair better for it was disintegrating as the Tunnel shine it heavenly light upon the ANGEL. As Man rested safely within the grasp of the ANGEL, little did we know a greater challenge awaited us at the end of the tunnel.

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Verse of Mother,

Book I: The Beginning

Chapter Six: Upon Thy Victory

Verse 5: The Celestial Tyrants

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At the end reach of the Holy Tunnel, both Man and ANGEL cheered for we were the victory of the battle. As both us, Man, and ANGEL released a breathe of joy. The next image brought even more joy for us than our own survival. For when we left the protective light of the Tunnel the first image Man and ANGEL saw was another Mother Terra. A Mother that was brim fill of life. Man from within Neo's grasp left to repair the eyes and brain of the ANGEL.

As Man picked up their weapons of war, they past the remains of the damn. A small group left to see if the Dark Spiral has meet its end. The group only witness a smoldering pile of stone that was darker than it once was before. Not wanting the Spiral to regain power, the small group lock the pieces in a metal container believed to be unbreakable.

...Damn the Tyrants...

Locking the blasted rock, both Man and ANGEL set Neo's sail for the new Mother. The damages Neo sustain left her very weak. With little will left Neo was sent hurdling to the new Mother. Sanctuary. Crashing into Sanctuary with a mighty boom. The ANGEL was broken even more that Neo's main defense broke upon the impact. Leaving Man with no mighty weapons to protect themselves for the new threat that lurked in the shadows. As Man saw the broken ANGEL they wept like they never wept before. Even Mother death, the dismantle of the Elder Sister, and the witnessing of the Dark Spiral, Man has never wept more tears than the destruction of the ANGEL Neo-Terra. Their savior from death.

For atlas all the Sisters were dead. Their hard work and sacrifice forgotten by the greed of those within power. But those that rode with the final ANGEL never forgot the hard work of the Three Sisters. As the ANGEL Neo-Terra lays waste, ruined from her final and glorious battle. Dying upon the impact, she used her heavenly body to protect Man for one final time. But Neo did not depart from our realm of life without leaving a few gifts. Her lifeless body became the homes of those who survived the nightmares, her wound rebuilt to defend Man from the harsh nature of our new home, her body used as tools of survival and finally her most precious gift of all. Given to her by Mother, now to us ...Derbrium... Gave Man the power to rebuild all that was lost. As we rejoice of our survival and reconstruction, little did we know that a new danger lay ahead.

As a small group left the safety of the ANGEL body. They took an old metal war beast from the Cataclysm. Their departure lead Man to travel great length from the safety of the down ANGEL to where they have never went before. The travel was a great journey that led Man to encounter a new foe. A foe that could control the ever whim of the universe itself. A foe that showed no mercy for Mother dying children. A foe that hated any and all things Man.

...PONIES...

For when the small group encountered the dread enemies of Man. The Ponies attack without provocation or reason. Their weapons of flimsy stick and metals could not scratch the armor of Man, from the old war. For their weapons would snap from the sheer impact of Man's armor. They were no threat to Man at first, but then they did something that would forever change the balance of Man world. Til the end of time. Our weapons of the old war lay waste to their numbers, but a pony with the horns used a power similar to that of the Dark Spiral. The Horns or Unicorn horns glowed a majestic pink color that released a spell of magical might that killed a single man within a mere second. Burning the body into nothing more than the ash of a fire. Another one with wings flew up into the blue sky and gently landed on the cloud above. With such elegant grace the Wings or Pegasus kicked the cloud unleashing a barrage of lighting onto the group of survivors. Melting the armor and skin of Man. The final enemy of Man, had neither horn or wing. But sheer strength that brought forth tremors as their hooves hit the ground. Holes deeper than Man could see, opened gateways to Tartarus that swallowed any and all things. They're known as the Leggers or Equis Ponies. They slaughtered everyone and everything that wasn't a Pony. For reason still unknown to Man to this day. As the small group perished, a metal war beast rider who survived the tragedy left to tell the tale.

The rider told the tragedy of the small group of men that died in the battle. Many of Mother children cried for blood, and many more wanted to avoid conflict. For they knew that they had neither the warriors or supplies to do so. A small army of two hundred named, The Renegade, left the ANGEL body to fight this new foe. They went without the sacred blessing of the ANGEL. Dooming Man to a war that they could not win.

At the second battle site called the Forever Free Woods the crash place of the ANGEL. The small group of two hundred face against the Pony menace of four thousand. As both side raise their flags and weapons of war, Man charged into this new threat. The blood bath ensured Man was left as the victor of the first skirmish. As the enemies of Man died from our superior might and knowledge of war. For Man display their show of power to ward away others that seek to harm us. Many good men and women lost their life to show that we are a force that nature could not control. For we always fought amongst ourselves for penniless cause.

For thy ancestor knew not the consequences of their action. For thou ancestor would forever doom Man. For the small and pointless skirmish would be our only victory of a new losing war. A sign that Man was destine to lose.

Battle after battle, struggle after struggle, and death after death, Man once again was losing everything they ever worked to achieve. All their sacrifice meaningless. Their work useless. Their life lost. Once again Man was gaining nothing from fighting the Ponies, but losing it all. For whatever Man gain, food, water, life, was lost at thrice the amount. Man did not crave war like the mistakes of the old. We wanted to left alone. We wanted to live the life, given to us by the ANGEL's and Mother Terra.

As many died from both side, the weapons given to the ANGEL body was our final defense against the advancing Ponies. But our only power source, Derbrium, could only give so much to help us against the Pony menace or revive the holy cannons. Repairs to the ANGEL body could not be complete. For the enemy of Man came closer to the fallen ANGEL body. The strength, moral, and will of Mankind became weaker and weaker. The cannon blessed upon the ANGEL dead body were indeed no help for the last battle. For rebuilding the ANGEL Neo-Terra godly body was an impossible feat. For we did not possess the holy power, blessed tools, or scares time to do so. Damnation was only path left for Man.

Reaching the end of the freedom of Man. Our rightful FREEDOM. The Ponies came in great numbers that not even the ANGEL body could withstand the on coming onslaught. So in a desperate act of survival Man surrender to the Ponies. Relinquishing their weapons and armor, in hopes for the Ponies to show mercy on thy ancestor. But atlas fate did not smile on Man that day. Two giants towering over the Ponies came into sight. They glowed in a beautiful light of false holiness that brought a fear like never before. But a sinister smile upon the Ponies. A fear so great that it created the Dark Spiral image to be the frightfulness as a small kitty. Two very powerful beings that could eradicate Man within a single blink of their eyes. Their names are and forever will be...

The Solar Tyrant, ...Celestia...

And the Moon Terror, ...Luna...

One brave soul walked out to speak to the Celestial False Goddess. The Solar Tyrant, Celestia, saw the walking man. Before he can speak a word of peace, the Solar Tyrant reached for his head and popped it. The death of that one single individual led many to charge into the enemy head first. Weapons, armors, metal war beast, or not Man led themselves into the final battle. Charging into the Fall of Man. Thy ancestor fought with such a ferocious blood lust that even the Tyrants feared for their lives. Just it was for not.

Doom was Man. Doom to an eternal enslavement to the Pony menace. Doom where they to loss all they ever fought for. Doom where they to the revival of the Dark Spiral and to the Celestial Tyrants.

...Doom...

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In the dead of night, sat a lone purple princess alicorn on top of her new castle balcony. With a telescope pointed to the night sky, a cup of coffee on a small table, a small plate of cookies to go along with the coffee, and an old worn out book. A book that hold information about the earliest life of the Human race that inhabits the planet. A race of inferior being, owned by all other superior races on Equis. A book that the young princess has never even heard of. A book that's so closely related to their pathetic fate. A book that could change the history of Equestria forever. A dirt mold cover book she found under the stove of her new castle. A book that the young princess shall never let any other soul know about. Not even the princesses. A book that she'll want to continue to read.

For she is the recently crowned princess, who defeat Nightmare Moon, Queen Chrysalis, Discord, and Lord Tirek. Her name is Twilight Sparkle. Who was previously watching the night sky to see the Lunar Princess magnificent meteor shower. In honor of her and her friends for recently defeating Lord Tirek. As she tried to understand the meaning of the ones and zeros, she released sigh of frustration not being able to read the numbers.

"Urg, why is this so bucking hard to read!" She nearly shouted moving her head from the book. "Ah, Twilight Sparkle keep it together. You don't want to throw a fit like last time," she said as she places her eyes on the book once more. Ultimately forgetting about the meteor shower. So entwine with the book about the Human race, she did not noticing two distinct lights. One grey light heading for the Everfree Forest. The other one a blue light heading for Dodge Junction.

Two lights that shall and will forever change the face of Equis and the way they see Man.

Author's Note

Hello readers, UNITLuna004 here! Not sure if anyone actually read this, but here I go. I'm gonna tell you that this new fic of mine went through a lot of rewrites. I mean a lot. Example: like one day I write it like this all actiony, explosions, and kickass theme song, then the next day I'll change it to a sad sob story where I make you feel completely sad. As if someone just randomly came up to you, gave you a hundred buck only to take it back the next second to then kick you in the liver for fun. But I'm getting completely off topic, so I going to explain some things in the paragraph.

Bring some info for those who might be confused on the way I worded this. First off, it's a crossover between Dead Space and MLP if you already didn't know. Second, the Ocean Stars is how far the first two ships could travel and safely without having issues. Basically it means they couldn't travel past the Sol System without running out of supplies like air, food, water, ect. Third, The Sea of Unknown Light is passing beyond the Sol System into neighboring solar system or into the unexplored depth of space. In search of metals, and other spacey thingies. Fourth, to satisfied any curiosity about how much ANGEL Neo-Terra could hold in people wise. I'm thinking about twenty-five thousand. Only one-fourth of that number survive everything. Give or take, still a work in progress.

Finally, I'm trying to word this as if it was a religious prophecy from ancient Greece or Rome, like in the epic poems they wrote. Some kind of crap like that. Which is really confusing if you don't pay close attention.

P.S: For those that wonder about how they were able to meet Celestia and Luna in the past before Luna became Nightmare Moon. I'm going to say that the Holy Tunnel send them back in time. How I'm going to explain would be a miracle. But it will definitely be hard.

P.S.S: For those that didn't know there's a galaxy within our galaxy called the The Canis Major Dwarf Galaxy. Making the closest to galaxy to us.