The Avatar of Albion: When We Needed Him Most

For want of a nail the shoe was lost. For want of a shoe the horse was lost. For want of a horse the rider was lost. For want of a rider the message was lost. For want of a message the battle was lost. For want of a battle the kingdom was lost.

Once upon a time, there was a world, and then that world died, except for one little island. On that island the last of humanity fought to preserve what they were,led by their champion the vengeance of a nation.

And then he died too.

It is 2050. Humanity is dead. The war is not over...

Based on The Avatar of Albion.

First published fic. Thank you for reading this. Co-written with Jed R, this has been written with his full consent and support.

Incomplete

Tragedy

Gore

My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic

Dark

Alternate Universe

Human

Anthro