King of the Humans!

Chapter: 2 - Home Sweet Home

All sound is drowned out by the enveloping silence that enters the room, summoned by the gasp of the room's newest occupant. My body freezes still, but I manage to slowly twist myself around to face my visitor. My eyes widen beneath the visor as I take in the image of a strange being, a creature I have never seen before. Walking on four legs, a small snout, with a laughable body size. It had the similar bod shape as the skeleton I found in my tomb, except this one had a small horn peaking out of two-toned hair. A mane of white and light blue sat above a face of shock, how this animal could seem so human unnerved me. An unmistakeable lime hoof was held across it's chest in a sign of shock or fear. Taking a blade from it's sheath fluidly, I lunge towards the strange creature. With a firm punch to the chest, It sails back into a stone wall with a pained yell. Sliding down the wall, it has no time to react before I pin it by the neck to the wall with my hand. I then place the sharpened edge against the creature's furry neck, it's chest rising and falling with great speed.

"What are you, creature?" I ask while punctuating each word with a clench of the hand holding it's neck.

"I'm a-a-a Uni-Unicorn! I'm from P-Ponyville!" It stammers out in fear.

Releasing my grip, It slides down the stonework until it reaches the floor. I wipe an loose fur from my hands before turning to the window carved into the wall. My face contorts into a look of outrage before I slam my fist into the wall, which leaves a fist sized indent in the stone itself. The same fist soon erupts into flame, the same flame I once used to slay Timberwolves who constantly attacked this castle in it's past. I was the first teen to ever use magic, but I wasn't the only one of my people to learn such power.

3003 Years Ago

Walking steadily down the street, my Royal Guards behind me, I step before the newest edition to the city surrounding the castle. Though only a small amount of teenagers were teleported here mysteriously, we still filled the land around the castle quickly. The majority of buildings were public, like: Restaurants, Schools and a Tavern. Some more private places were built, like: Houses, Barracks and Guild halls. A Guild Hall was where a few of the teenagers like me joined a group who would train certain skills. No Thieves' Guild Existed, thankfully. But only a Fighter's Guild existed in the City, which is what brings me to the day's current business. The grand opening of the new Mage Guild was about to commence, and I had personally tasked myself to open the school to the public. Having developed the earliest basic spells into tomes, I leaded the way for our mages and students to develop more complicated spells. I personally joined both the Fighter's Guild and Mage's Guild to become the best protector for my kingdom.

"How is the Guild, my king? Asks one of my old classmates, back when we were on Earth. Due to his obvious intelligence, I taught him all of my notes and allowed him to begin teaching others who would then teach future mages.

"It's great, Archmage. I'm sure the magical knowledge which will come from his school will be very beneficial to the Kingdom of the Everlasting Tree." I congratulate.

Walking with the Archmage, I grin as we discuss the possible application of spells into our defences. As well as an agreement the Mage's Guild made with the Fighter's Guild where a band from both Guilds team-up to investigate any supernatural threats to the area.

Returning from the past, I look intently at the window. Fading images filled the glass, artwork commissioned by the latest owner who had no regard for the glass-work we had accomplished. Tapping into my magical energy, I coat the glass panels in my magic before changing them to their original appearance. The windows in the room repair under my supernatural influence, also showing the ancient colours which made interesting imagery. Some were depictions of a crystal tree deep underground, the same tree is what influenced the name we titled our land. Some of my people believed that the tree itself granted me arcane knowledge which I could enhance and teach, though I'm not sure if it is true. Others contained stained-glass imagery of a red drake, this depicted the dragon which I killed to protect my people. Needless to say, the scared unicorn was soon in a state of awe and was staring intently at the artwork in order to memorise the intricate details.

Sighing, I crouch down to be more levelled with the lime unicorn. Sheathing my equipped sword to meet it's twin, I place one hand against the floor to keep my balance. With the other free, I place my hand gently onto it's "shoulder" to keep the creature calm so I can speak.

"I'm sorry, little one. I've just been gone for quite a long time. I had no idea such a creature like yourself existed, you scared me a bit." I say with an apologetic frown.

"It's okay. But... can I ask you something? Please?" Asks the unicorn while getting closer to hear my answer.

"Yeah, sure." I say.

"Well... are you the King who ruled the Kingdom of the Everlasting-Tree?!" It nearly shouts.

"Yes. Yes I am." I declare softly.

It is silent for a moment. A moment. Then, it squeaks in excitement and begins to bounce around the room in victory. It jumps into my arms and hugs against my armour in pure happiness and joy. I can't understand a single word it says as it squeaks incoherently.

"Erm.. can I even know you before you latch-on to me?" I ask.

"Well, my name is Lyra Heartstrings. I'm obviously a mare, well, female to you. I came here to search for any clues of you and your kingdom. I'm surprised that no one in Canterlot even knows about you. I'm not sure that even the Princesses know you!" She says.

Standing up, I point to the doors behind the two new thrones in the room.

"Well Miss Heartstrings, how about I help you learn?" I say, turning towards the door whilst waiting for her to follow.

Launching herself towards me, she follows me whilst bouncing up and down. Obviously eager to learn the ancient history formed within the stone walls. And I'm just as eager to share that history.