DarkSoulPony

by Darksoulpoet

Necromancy 2

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The young Colt Had saved his king as his princess asked, but the town below burned, and he had to find her.

"Thank you my son, but where is my queen and daughter?: Earthlord asked the young foal. The colt was terrified at such a question, "She wanted me to save you my lord." he replied. "I..........But what of my daughter?"  Earthlord gasped.

Too which they both desperately dashed down the castle staircase. Only to find fighting. The Colt once again drawing upon

forbidden magic took the souls of enemy fighters. "Where is my beloved Terra?" he despretly asked the surviving gaurds

"I'm sorry my lord but she fell asking for peace"  the guard replied pointing down the stairs.

The colt felt nothing.

He proceded down the stairs to the courtroom where fighting still resumed.

Beyond the soldiers of Earthloards army fighting with the insurgents, he saw her laying there.

Blood upon her side. Time slowed down for him as he rushed to her fallen side.

No breath, no heart beat. Time stood still for one second as he held her lifelessly to his side.

Now There were certain magics. Magics  that his kind forbade. But in this instance of pain.

This one moment. The Floodgates opened wide. He welcomed death, and to him death beckoned

Rage was limitless, and this young innocent, and caring colt KNEW rage,

Some know his kinds magic as life itself, but in this instance, NECROMANCY was born!

He threw his very soul into every spell that was weaved in that terrible moment.

Corpses of both sides rose up, not just in the castle but all within the kingdom, they fought with fiery eyes

the invaders and villagers alike fled, and there was no asylum his army killed indiscriminately. The only

certain thing for any who died was this insane colts cries. Three nights of bloodshed each night the Earthlord

begged him to stop but to no avail.  The Earthlord threw himself at him finely but  the young colt simply dispatched him

with a wave of his hoove sucking his soul out on the final night. "ALL MUST FEEL THE PAIN OF MY BELOVED" the young colt

cackled. And so the CORPSE LORD was born.

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