I do not own any of the Elder Scrolls games or MLP.

It's funny how fast time can pass when your immortal, and especially when you're a Daedric Prince. There's always something that needs altering or something that goes wrong.

For instance, when I created the lands in Ro'fahdon, I never chose where I would have my home. While rising the small island in the ocean was easy, repairing the damage done my earth altering quakes was not. The resulting shocks and tidal-waves caused large damage and injuries to two of my three continents, which also happened to the two most populated.

I'm a Breton for Azura's sake, where we supposed to be the smart ones.

Speaking of the two continents, they are doing quite while, resent events notwithstanding. The first island is largely populated by the Griffin Empire and the Minotaurs Republic. Both are strong warriors and while this originally lead to war, now they have made peace and see an odd understanding of each others strength.

The second is largely populated by my Daedra with all four races living close together. Although I fear for the future of the changelings, the race breed from Sithis. While the Pegasi and Earth-kin are respectful if a little wary of their cousins, the largely arrogant unicorns see them as something less then themselves. Not only that, but one unicorn lord thought them so low, he made captured changelings his slaves, working and building for their "masters".

I believe the large crater where his mansion used to be sends a clear message.

While I intervened in this moment I thought of the possible outcomes of my actions. Most princes rule over their plains, governing over their peoples, and yet I have no wish for this. I want to see my Daedra evolve and grow as a people without my aid or fear of my actions, but I also cannot simply leave Ro'fahdon to its own accords, the unicorns have made this clear. So I will do the next best thing.

While many of my mortal friends have left Nirn to be in their own afterlife's, there are some who have not. Serana is still young and powerful and was the perfect person to send on a quest. Giving her an old dagger I kept from my travels, I had her bring me a seed from the Eldergleam. Planting it in the centre of the pony continent, I exposed it to a combination of my magic and the Elements of Harmony.

The named "Tree of Harmony" would act like an enchanted item, giving off energy that would be recharged by the unlimited magic of the elements. The magic would give of a protective spell that would help the land defend against harm. The tree could also act without the elements, but the magic would run out after a thousand years. The other problem is that it needed the ponies of Ro'fahdon to be in balance for the tree to have much effect, with at least two tribes peaceful to each other to have any affect at all.

At least the Earth-kin and Pegasi are getting along.

I will also give one pony my blood, transforming one of my ponies into a Dragonborn like myself and keep the dragon blood alive. The pony who will inherit my blood will also be reborn even if one isn't partially powerful. With this, I also leave massages and wall writings which will grant the Dragonborn the knowledge of the Thu'um in the same way I learned.

While I will cut all connect with my plane, the one being in Ro'fahdon I'm still in contact with is Discord, the "son" of the Mad-God himself. While young he has very strong magic, and is in touch with my plains waters, meaning if he dies, he will simply be reborn.

Some ponies have also found a way to tap into the power of Ro'fahdon, and become one with it. Dubbed "Alicorns" by a Earth-kin, they are powerful and posses strong magic, but there seems to be two types.

The first are ones who connect themselves to the plains magic, by doing this they control the magic of a curtain type, such as Love, Justice, Valor, and so on. However, do to Moonlight's wish, the magic of Ro'fahdon is not tied to its waters, and as such they will grow old and die like the other ponies, with a somewhat increased lifespan, measured to be around forty years or so.

The second type are ones who connect their magic and spirit to naturally magic objects in Ro'fahdon, such as a landform, or a magically created object, such as the stars. They gain immortally, and would be reborn in the plains waters, however, it seems that I have the power to remove this immortality. For removing their magic connection is simple, for me, and doesn't seem to affect them, besides the loss in power. However, only I and the pony can remove their spirit connection, which seems to kill them instantly.

I found this out the hard way. Poor Solaire. (1)

The Changeling Queen is also similar to the mortal alicorn. There is only one Queen and a new queen is created by my magic reincarnation spell, meaning all queens, past and future, were originally Sithis. They also live long lives, close to five hundred years, and also seem to embody a type of magic. As well, there is the rare Changeling Prince or Princess, which has less power and shorter lives then the Queen and is created by the queen by mixing her genes with one of the other three races.

With the tree in place and the damages repaired, my time of acting in Ro'fahdon is over. While I will speak to my friends and those who visit my shrines in Nirn, I will not interact with my Daedra, not in till I can be curtain of their evolution. I will hide myself away on my home island of Wayrest, named after the city I grow up in. Although my time of interacting with my little ponies is over, there are some silver linings. Even though I am a Daedric Prince, due to my defeat of Alduin, I am welcome to Sovngarde any time. Shadow, as a being born of Sithis, is immortal and has chosen to stay with me in my plane. As well, any mortal champions I name will be allowed to come and go from Ro'fahdon at their choosing as well.

I write in this journal not to say that my transformation was a curse, but a blessing, for I always wondered on what Tiber Septim thought when he became one of the nine, and now I think I understand.

There will be three copies of this journal, the original will be kept with me, in my library. The others will go to Nirn and Ro'fahdon, where they will stay till the end of the world.

To the reader of the journal of Ro'fahdon;

I write this in the language of Dragons, lost to almost all, even to the noble beasts themselves. If you can read this, then I am greatly joyed. If you wish to find me, take a boat from the land of ponies and sail to my island, its location will be written in the folding on the back. If you can make your way out to sea, past the illusion and spells defending my home, then I swear to leave my island, and live in the lands of my people once again.

Signed Mihovil;

~~Daedric Prince of Ro'fahdon,~~

~~Dragonborn,~~

~~Hero,~~

~~Arch-Mage,~~

~~Thief,~~

~~Listener of the Dark brotherhood,~~

~~Thane of Whiterun,~~

~~Warrior~~

~~Breton~~

Adventurer (2)

Spike

I don't why Twilight fainted but I know it has something to do with that book she was reading. Shining Armor said that he found it near the cave containing the Tree of Harmony. Apparently he was building a guard outpost near its location as a way of protecting it, and one of the workers found it buried in a chest.

Twilight being one of a few ponies who can read ancient dragon, jumped at the chance to read and learn from it.

Fluttershy had come over to visit when she started reading, and while she stayed in the conversation at the start, just after a page she was only focused on it and nothing else.

After about eighteen minutes Twilight closed the book and ripped open the cover on the back. Knowing her to never harm a book before, me and Fluttershy didn't know what had caused this out-burst. After looking at some strange letters that I couldn't make heads or tails of, she fainted.

We cared her up to her room and turned to leave when I asked

"Fluttershy?"

"Yes, Spike?" She said looking down at me

"What do you think was written in the book that could to that to Twilight. I mean, she's seen and fought with Nightmare Moon, Discord, Chysalis and Sombra and never acted like this before, and never about a book. Do you think she learned something scary." I said growing a bit more panicked.

"I don't know Spike," she replied, her voice getting quieter and her face disappearing behind her mane. It was obvious that she was scared too, and me getting panicked wasn't helping. "but if was so scary to make even somepony like Twilight faint, then maybe we should tell Princess Celestia about it."

"Good thinking!"

I run downstairs to get a scroll and start writing. I hope Twilights not getting nightmares about whatever was in that book. (3)

Trixie

'Trixie has seen better days' she thought to herself, as she laid in a burn to escape the rain, unknown to the cheery farmer next door.

After the Ursa minor incident most ponies ridiculed Trixie and made fun of her, but after the amulet incident most where now down right hostel. She didn't mean to take over Ponyville, she only wanted to get some payback at Twilight Sparkle, but the amulet had other plans.

'Well at least Trixie's not insane, and that she only became a jerk.' After the insadent, she some back ground research (which she should have done before putting it on) on the amulet. It turns out that the three other ponies that have used the amulet in the past become insane shortly after using it and went on a rampage before stopping all their own. Permanently.

'Trixie wonders if it's because of that which helped her keep her mind, she doesn't know any other ponies that can do that.'

When she was younger her mother brought her to The Great Dragon Wall Cave, the largest of the known "word walls" written in the ancient dragon language.

When she was there the tour guide said that even the experts were able to read about 85% of the writing. But when Trixie saw it, it was if the words where clear as day. It talked about a great ancestor and how he was a dark being who lived and loved to kill(4) and even though he ate meat, he was a loyal friend. But when she told other ponies about it they laughed at her, even one such "expert" who worked there told me that I was mistaken, how could anypony be related to somepony who liked to kill for fun. But when she pointed out that the word kill was written there, it came out different. It sounded like "Krii" and a wave of purple energy raced towards him.

He fell to the ground, as if his legs didn't have the strength to lift him and he started to scream in pain and didn't stop for a minute. Everypony was scared and Trixie's mother quickly brought her home, forbidding her from ever speaking that word again.

'Not like it matters' Trixie thought 'nopony believes her anyway. The last pony who could read and speak in the dragon language without training was Starswirl the bearded, and how can somepony like Trixie compare to him.'

Trixie closed her eyes, hoping that the farmer wouldn't notice her in till the rain stopped and she had gotten some sleep.

????

Mother has been acting strange. As queen of the changelings we are all connected to her and for some reason, she has been melancholy and I can't help but feel responsible.

When mother first replaced the princess during the invasion, she had taken some gene's from her fiancé and hatched me. However, by the time of my birth, the invasion had failed, and all the others seemed to hold some resentment towards me. Changelings age quickly, so by the time mother returned home I was a filly, happy to see her but she didn't return my expression. My blue eyes and soft blue mane were reminders to her and she saw me more as a pony daughter of my father then a changeling.

She has always been cold towards me, and now I feel that she has had enough of me, and simply wants me gone.

So I will leave, I will go into the world of ponies and find my father. I hope that he understands, I never asked to be born, but I was and if he doesn't, I will find my own place in this world or my name isn't Shimmering Moonlight.

Tirek

The rain continues to fall as I wait, I wait for my power to return so that when I am strong again I can take the accursed weather powers from the ponies who control it. Back home(5), where it never rained, on that rock of warring tribes, me and my brother, Scorpan, were rulers. While only I had the power to absorb magic, we lead our clan to great heights.

But we wanted more out of life, when to be leaders of a small tribe on a old rock.

We left our home in search of power, of treasures, and adventure and when we found Equestria, our prayers were answered. We want our own ways, planning to meet again soon, when I found an temple. I made my way down to the bottom were I found an old amulet. As I grabbed it, I realized that I was magical and adsorbed its power.

I never felt better

When I exited the temple I found my way to small pony. It was there that I realized the ponies of this land were also magical and were susceptible to my powers.

When I meet with my brother, I told him of my plan but Scorpan refused to take part. He told me that he had befriended the ponies of this land and that he wanted to live their peaceful life. I tried to speak with, to tell him that we would share power, and rule side by side, but he refused and left.

It wasn't until later I learned that he had betrayed me to the rulers of this land and had placed me in a prison, which, to be fair, was surprising well built and guarded. Before he left he gave me his necklace and asked for forgiveness. But he won't find any from me.

My brother betrayed me for these ponies. And once regain some of my power I will take all the power from these ponies and destroy this land, and at the end of all this I will hunt down my brother.

But first I will wait for this rain to end.

Celestia

Spike's letter was concurring, as all things that involve the old dragon language are. While most ponies don't pay them much attention, Starswirl did, and added them to my sister and I's lessons. He believed that all beings that lived in our world were brought here by a single being. A being he said that could rework the world with its voice and was thought to have originally breed the ponies that we know and are today.

He also believed that the old dragon writings that exist were placed there by this being, this world-shaper. However, his proof was a little too extreme for many to handle. These ideas came to him after he read the only word wall that was discovered at his time. Apparently he could read them perfectly and the wall told of a great flood that destroyed much of the our western coastline and how it was an unfortunate accident caused by this being.

While powerful, he was certainly eccentric.

The thought that a pony could read an unknown language without studying it caused most ponies to dismiss his ideas but after years of studying the wall and having 75% of it transcribed, most of what he said has become known but kept secret.

For this is truly disconcerting. Whoever this being was, it had the power to reshape the land to his whim, and we had no idea of this beings mortals or heart. There is only one other being with this level of power at his disposal. The problem was that when I questioned Discord about any information he had, he muttered something about it being about time and left to "prepare for the upcoming chaos".

I hope Twilight learned something useful in that book.

Mihovil

"You think we should help him?"

"Shadow or Ysgramor?"

Lydia and I shared a look and went back to the fight. Shadow and I were in Sovngarde and Shadow used his ability to speak to start a fight with the first harbinger.

Not the first time.

Lydia turns to me and asks "Why is he being so aggressive? I know he enjoys killing but he seemed to tone it down for the last dozen or so fights."

"Turns out that Moonlight was remade by Ro'fahdon recently and because of his connection with her, he felt her magic leave its waters."

"So he's angry over losing her again?"

"No" I said as Ysgramor falls to the floor, Shadow standing over him "I told him he can't go after and eat the pony she was reborn as, not in till a pony makes it to my island at least."

"And how much longer will that take?"

We both stopped as a scream rang though the halls, three Nords tried to pull Shadow off Ysgramor, but he seemed to have a powerful bite on his neck.

"Not soon enough. But not much longer, the journal I left has been found and it's in the hoofs of a pony who can read it. Shouldn't be much longer now."

"So then why aren't you there?" she says looking like my mother "What happens when one of your Daedra make it to your island and no-one's there? and did you tell Shadow about the journal being found?"

"No" I said looking away "but I didn't but I made sure that I would be back in time for anyone's arrival. If any boat or pony gets closer than 50 miles from Wayrest I'll know about it."

Both of us turned back as Ysgramor seemed to give Shadow a taste of his own medicine. 'Nords are weird.'

"Looks like things are starting to get interesting. Mind if I come along?"

I turned to Lydia, both giving each other that same look. The same we used to give when we walked Skyrim together. It was time for another adventure.

"Of course, I'll be just like the old days."

We turned as Shadow walked up to us, stopping as he saw the smiles on our faces.

"I miss something important?"

Author's Note

And that's Chapter 3. Sorry If the Characters seem a bit OCish, but this is the price for Fanfic's being Fan creations I guess. Here are this chapters numbers:

1) Getting rid of the Elder Scrolls stuff, that's my own personal head canon on Alicorns and the different types we've seen in the show.

2) That is the list of stuff I was thinking about him sign off. After I picked adventurer, I went back and rewrote the list into the fanfic itself.

3) Because Spike is still young, I would imagine that he associates fainting with being scared, and with Fluttershy being herself, they are in turn making each other more scared.

4) When the thu'um for Kill (Krii) is on the word wall this glows in a light. I wanted to make the word stand out in the paragraph. The Marked for death shout is also one of my brothers favorite and I didn't want the first one spoken to be Fos'Ro'Da.

5) The third continent is the smallest and instead of one or two large populations, it's a mix of different smaller clans.

And that's it. If you want to review Go ahead but don't feel obligated. I can read and look at allot of stories and pictures in a day, so I know not every piece of content that someone likes can get a review or post.