In the centuries of which has passed, I've went through many names. From the name which my parents gave me to the name I've adopted for myself; and to the names given to me from others… There was one name I wish to forget, one name which I wish to make up for; and somehow, I will make up for that name in this hellish wasteland that I now live in; or at least attempt to do so. Being under constant threat and having ponies fuck with your mind a lot doesn't help one's mental state.

From one faction to another; I'll be abused, used, and hunted by so many. Wanted for what I am rather than who I am and lost alone without much help from the ones which I ended up caring for, being completely unknown to them except my voice and actions they've heard about. Not even a mask to hide myself will work, for it won't trick those after me yet will trick the ones I care about. Hopefully, I'll free myself from the hooves of these factions and let myself go out to do what I wish to do with my life.

And what am I? Well… I'm a bat pony who been through a lot of changes, and I'm not just talking about physical and mental ones. Changes which I ended up learning how to use on my own. Changes which I've gotten use to; and changes that I regret making. You'll learn more about them soon enough, don't worry my friend.

Now I bet you wish to hear my story? Well… Let's start from the beginning, shall we?

~~~~~Notes~~~~~
Yes, I am recreating my own character's story. For those who may remember my try at "Nightlight".

Character artwork is thanked to "Yifle1" on Deviantart. Go check out his other artworks!
- http://yifle1.deviantart.com/