Author's Note

I would like to begin this story with a simple phrase. Hello, please enjoy yourselves.

Now, due to the content of this story's future chapters, I will likely recieve many dislikes/downvotes. While I accept that this is probably inevitable, I gave them warning and if they found content that disgusts them, well... they obviously had some innocence left. Now, the first person who can guess who Eklipse is, can receive a ten thousand word maximum Oneshot if they want. Post guesses in the comment section.

Onto the miscellaneous part of this author's note. I hope that those of you who are prepared to see the Journey unfold are also ready to see what exactly happens when a being survives the end of time... Enjoy.

P.S. I am still a fanfiction writer, I basically live to hear what you think of what I write. so please point out what exactly appeases the darker side of your mind as well as your thoughts on the next chapter. Or if you just want to have a little conversation, pm me.

The Prologue

The End

I sat. The darkness around me faded in and out as if afraid to catch my notice. I laughed. Once more, I felt its amusing vibrations in my core. Looking at myself, I sighed once more. I stood, on the ground? Hah! There is no ground. There is no air, and there is no light. Hell, there is barely any darkness either. ‘How long have I-’ then I remembered. There is no time either. All of my actions now are taking place at once. For there is no more time than it. The last bit I could preserve, right Now.

Almost all of my power went to preserving my existence right now. Within this small space, twenty square feet of movement, I was alone. No sounds, no smell, no taste, no touch, no sight, all are contained outside the limitations of my safe spot... All I have left is my mind. And I feel it slowly slipping to The End. That is what I named it. It was all going so well for me. I had a great thing going as the Prince of Power. I know that I would have beaten both King Sol of the sun as well as Lord Lumos of the moon. They would have fallen eventually, and then all of the races would be mine. But, It happened. The End came for us. And we all lost, except for me. I won, but what do I have now. A small space of existence to sit in as my own powers erode away my sanity until I become a fool like that bitch Chaos? No, its not enough for me. I remember when the first seed of ambition was placed within me.

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I had grown fast as a child. At twelve years, I was nearly full grown. At thirteen, I stopped growing. My surrogate mother/partner had told me why once. An experiment, she called it. A forbidden magic long lost to ponykind. True Necromancy, the complete control over flesh and bone. She had injected a large amount of raw Necro-magic into me at the age of three. It had run rampant in my early years, leading to extreme urges that nearly landed me in a psychiatric ward. But at the age of 7, my body had adapted to it and she could safely pump in as much as she wanted. From that point, the raw magic had shaped my body into a flawless specimen of anatomy. No part of my body was disproportioned, not even my wings were out of shape.

She did many kinds of research and experiments, the worst one I remember is the one that ended in her death. Her research into the essence of power itself was discovered by her mentors brother, Lord Lumos. He had returned from his thousand year exile a changed stallion, but not changed enough. He had done things the old Canterlot way. Accused her of treason before lopping off her head in front of me. I was only 15 that day, but I teleported home and quickly relocated all of my mother’s research into the pocket dimension within my saddle bag before teleporting to the outside of town. I ran into the forest and trained myself for 11 years traveling the world. In every nation I learned new magics and skills. Eventually, I finished her research into the essence of power and uncovered that there were six corner stones in the hexagon rune of power. Eternity, Knowledge, Assimilation, Corruption, Instinct, and Intent, these were the six things that together represented absolute power.

Using this knowledge, I started slaughtering people who represented one of these around the world. I slowly gained power from it, but most of it seemed to simply dissipate so I forged six items to focus their powers. A bladed bracer set that held Corruption and Assimilation, a suit of armor held Instinct; a mask held Eternity and an amulet held Knowledge, while a single spear held Intent.

When I used these objects, my power easily multiplied a hundred times over. But, not even absolute power had been enough to stop The End. The End had erased all of the murder, blackmail, and achievements I had ever accomplished. I even lost my amulet of Knowledge somehow after The End.

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But here I am now. Eons later and no chang- ‘wait a second, I CAN FEEL IT!’ I thought as my eyes snapped open, my amulet had survived somehow. It was a very long ways away, but I knew that I could reach it before the abyss could erase me completely. ‘Is it worth it though?’ I asked myself, what good would it do me. ‘I might as well be complete if I am going to exist in this void for eternity.’

I started to focus all of my energy into a continuous teleport spell that I hoped would allow me to reach the amulet in time. I crossed my arms while hugging myself with my wings and in a flash, I entered the awaiting abyss.

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The pain was almost unbearable, but I was actually able to withstand the tearing vacuum of the void as I neared the amulet of Knowledge. ‘Faster, faster, faster!’ I thought as my wings started to frost over. Ten! Nine! Eight! Seven! Six! Five! Four! Three! Two! And One! I reached my amulet, but when I opened my wings to grab it I saw that I was no longer in an abyss. My amulet was floating above a tear in the fabric of the Abyss itself. I saw that it was slowly being pulled in, I tried to pull it back but it just would not budge. I could feel myself being pulled in as well! I tried to release the amulet, but it had snared itself in my bracer’s blade. My last act of defiance against the portal trying to take me Faust knows where, was to gather the last of my magic and prepare myself for anything.