Tales of the Abysswalker

by Sir_Elton_lunar

Rating: teen
Tags: Adventure, Princess Celestia, Human, Main 6, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Princess Luna, Original Character, Comedy, Cutie Mark Crusaders
Length: 13168

Pain is not something you can forget, nor can you forgive the ones who inflicted it. No, the ones who inflict it will pay by my sword

If somebody told me I would become my favorite ultra hardcore knight who has walked through the abyss, had a giant grey wolf for a pet, and had a great sword that could drive someone insane just by touching it. I would immediately have punched them in the face and then proceed to drag them to a mental hospital. Now I have become what most Dark Souls players fear, an Abysswalker.

Published 2015-05-01 23:50:02 UTC
Last updated 2015-08-23 04:41:38 UTC

I'm breaking free!!!

“Dissy, you there pal?”

“Artorias, how have you been my old friend?” *CRACK*

“Good good, listen Dissy I hate to break this short, but it’s time you held up your end of the bet. You were only out for 2 days max and now it’s time to pay up.”

*Rumble*

“Oh I know Ar. I just like to add a little suspense.”

“Gwyn dammit, let me out Discord!”

*CRRRAAACCCKKKK*

“Why didn’t you say so in the first place. I already started and for your information I never hold back on a deal.”

*BOOOM*

Fresh air, that’s the first thing that registered in my clouded mind. Being stuck in stone for a thousand years can do that to you. Second thing that registered in my mind were the spears currently aimed at me from a distance away.

“Hooves on your head creature. If not be prepared for extreme actions.” I could hear the authority in his voice but I didn’t care. My first priority was my sword. Hopefully sunbutt didn’t lock it somewhere I can’t get to it, but that’s very unlikely. You see, me and my sword are bound to each other, so it’s kinda like a GPS for swords but way more powerful. I really hope she touched it.

I was drawn from my thoughts by an arrow landing mere inches from my grounded hand. Taking in my full situation I rise from my kneeling position. It appears that my statue was moved to a park, where, I can’t say. In front of me are a squad of eight guards all in gold armour. Really? Gold? Did they not learn that gold is super weak to physical attacks. They must be very arrogant if they think that their magic will keep away enemies.

“I will repeat on last time. Put your hooves on your head or face extreme actions.” Good thing these ponies can’t see under my cowl or else they would see my shit eating grin.

“I don’t want any trouble.” Thanks to me being Artorias my body is corrupted by the abyss, so it makes my voice rather demonic. I’m guessing from their shaking that they did not expect my tone of voice or my stature.

“V-Very well, w-we shall arrest you n-now.” Even though they could sense the danger the guards continued to circle me until I was surrounded. Bringing my arms up to a defensive position I survey the guards one by one each squirming under my gaze. Even if I didn’t have my sword that doesn’t mean I’m defenseless. It just means that I’m severely weakened since the sword is apart of me. Being far distances from the sword my soul starts to get anxious. Good thing about that build in GPS huh?

“Can’t we just talk about this.” Once again my voice sets them on edge like they know somethings about to happen. Sadly it is true for them. Knowing that they won’t back down I come up with a plan to settle this quickly. With that in mind I rush forward using the form from my thrusting attack. The only difference is that there’s no sword to thrust with. The poor guard didn’t even have time to react as I punch him in the face knocking him out cold. With seeing one of their own going down the other guards finally gain enough courage to attack.

The first unlucky guard to grace me with his attack meet a fate similar to his friend. A straight hook to his jaw. With the guard incapacitated I move to counter the next by ending his side swipe with my own. Sliding the spear down my arm I duck under the blade as I uppercut the pony off the ground onto his back, all in a split second. Glancing over my shoulder I notice three guards behind me ready to strike. I find that this is the perfect opportunity  to test out a move I was thinking of while imprisoned. I reach down into the black puddle at me feet. Grabbing a handful of abyss sludge I whip my arm in a arch for maximum effectiveness. Luckily the sludge hits two of the three leaving them screaming in terror. I pity the poor souls but they were the ones who wouldn’t back down. The terrors will wear off in a few hours anyway.

With the two on the ground screaming the third looks back to see what happened. To bad it left him wide open for me. A simple right hook to the jaw was enough for the pony to see twetties for awhile. Looking back I had enough time to dodge two crossbows bolts. As I somersault I could feel the breeze of the two bolt whiz past my shoulders. Channeling a little pyromancy into my right hand I cast iron flesh. The feeling going through my body can only be described as burning hot liquid flowing through my veins. As the feeling spreads through my body I could see my armour and flesh turning to solid iron. I only use this pyromancy for straight up attack. Even when I was a gamer this was one of my favorite pyromancies in Dark Souls.

With my mobility cut in half I dash as fast as I can to the archers while taking a few hits, but the damage was significantly reduced down to a tickle. Finally coming with terms on their situation the guards try to flee, but I was already too close. Paying the third guard no attention I slam both of my fist down on the back of the fleeing guards’ heads. Leaving the two guards on the ground I turn to the last guard. I also start to smell something bitt- Did he just piss himself?

“I want you to give your princesses a message for me.” I thought his head would pop off from how fast he was shaking it.

“Tell her she will pay for Sif.” The guard decided that it was a good time to leave when I turned around and started to walk away. As I walk down the street I feel all of the ponies eyes on me. I know what Celestia did to me was wrong and immoral, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to take it all out on her citizens. They had nothing to do with our fight. Our fight was only me and sunbutt for killing Sif. She didn’t just kill him. Oh no that would be too little. No, she erased Sif from existence. I watched powerless as I saw my loyal companion be ripped apart thread by thread as if he was a piece of cloth. I tried to protect him with my shield but the magic was too strong. It sent my shield flying off into the horizon never to be seen again.

Sif was my only companion when I entered this world. He stayed with me through all of my losses and victories. It came to a point that I used some abyss magic to connect our minds. It surprised me how intelligent Sif was. I assumed that since he was a wolf he lived off of instincts, but that wasn’t the case. With Sif at my side he helped stem the madness growing inside my head thanks to the abyss greatsword. It whispers sweet nothings into my mind trying to unleash my strength, my rage and my desire for battle. But with Sif there I felt that I could tolerate the madness.

I shake my head ridding myself of the past as I walk down the street. I still have no idea what town I’m even in. I remember that I was in the castle of the two sisters when I was forced to watch them rip Sif apart.

Following my build-in GPS I face the direction the signal is come from. I feel the tug on my soul as if the sword knows I’m coming for it. Stupid Abyss magic. Not even look down I ask a random pony walking down the street for information.

"What is in that direction?” Feeling its fear I look down to find myself facing a mare of average build, or average a thousand years ago. She had a straight pale blue mane with a little pink horn extending from her forehead. Her coat was a light shade of pink to go with her horn and mane. Her tail shared the same characteristics as her mane.

“U-u-u-um t-that w-way is C-canterlot.” I nod my head in thanks as I leave the poor mare cowering in fear.

So she really did make Mt. Canterlot her home. It’s going to be her tomb as well.

With a destination I set off towards Mt. Canterlot planning my revenge for sunbutt.

Flashback!

*1001 years ago*

“Come on Sif we’re going to miss the rise of the moon.”

Wait Artorias I maybe a wolf but I’m still really young.

“Oh fine Mr. Slowbro.” After the mental exchange I turn back to wait for my companion who just so happens to be a grey wolf. Said wolf was having a hard time climbing the mountain with me. His breed were more intuned with forest and the like. Not particularly for mountains. With my noticeable size as a knight of Gwyn I kinda have more agility when it comes to climbing steep inclines fast.

You should have learned that Abyss teleport by now. I scoff at the overgrown fuzz ball.

“I would have tried it if a certain wolf didn’t try to stop me saying ‘it’s too dangerous’.” As we casually hike up the mountain I start to feel someone’s eyes on us. Turning sharply, enough to make Sif jump, I scan all things within sight.

What’s wrong? I could hear the worry and concern in his voice but I paid no heed. Without making any sudden movements I slowly edge my way up the mountain with my hand on the hilt of my sword while holding it a few inches out of the sheath. You can never be too careful. Within the hour we made it to the cliff without any interruptions, but the feeling never left my senses.

The clearing was the same spot I awoke in this new form and world. It was here I meet Sif and were we both set off on an adventure to discover my powers. The reason for us being here this night is because today is also Sif’s unofficial birthday. We decided on a day that Sif started to remember the world for what it is rather than on pure instinct. This spot also by coincidence has a beautiful rising of the moon. Since the spot is just before a cliff you can see off into the horizon over a sea of trees. You can see the pale silver surface rise over the dark solute of the far off tree line. It was a truly breath taking sight.

        Without realizing it I move my armoured hand to one of Sif’s ears and start to scratch. I never knew that wolf’s had this little spot behind their ears that if rubbed causes them to become docile.

“I wish we could have every night like this. Just watching the moon rising and enjoying each other’s company.”

I second that. I rather enjoy the scratching, could you move a little to the right. Chuckling I move slightly to right causing the wolf’s leg to start thumping on the ground. Noticing some of the abyss leaking off my armour I snap my arm away hiding it behind my back by leaning on it. Rather disappointed that his scratches were cut short the grey wolf decides now is a good time to start howling towards the moon. This…. this right here is my dream. Just to rest peacefully and watch the moon with Sif. To forget the responsibility of protecting innocents, villagers and defenseless. To forget the pressure of being hunted by the princesses of a nation for being deemed an ‘abomination’ even though I have helped their ponies multiple times……

There it is again. The feeling I crossed earlier farther down the slope. This one was different though. This one held a air of determination and stealth. Who ever is trying to get the jump on me is 1) attempting to be stealthy, 2) fairly determined to see out whatever they are doing and 3) charging a great deal of magic. The magic part makes me anxious. I look to Sif and it seems he doesn’t notice. I start to doubt myself thinking it was the abyss trying to play tricks on me. Even though this kind of trick hasn’t happened before there is still a chance.

        A crack of a stick was all it took for me to spring up and shift into alertness. I stand there scanning every inch of the tree line. The feeling is stronger now.

“Come out now your cover is blown.” Waiting for a few minutes I start to grow impatient when I hear a ruffle in the bushes. What walks out is 2 ponies but not just normal ponies. Oh no, these were the same princesses that wanted nothing more than to imprison me for being who I am. The first one was none other than Princess Celestia. My inner Solaire wanted to scream PRAISE THE SUN! But I held back for the sake of courtesy. The younger sister was Princess Luna. I could hear Sif in my head wanting Luna’s autograph.

“Lay down thine arms creature and we shall give the a fast imprisonment.” Celestia demands as she charges her horn.

Let’s see, your strength far out matches them by bounds. Your magic on the other hand. Don’t even think you should try that one. Your speed is also extremely useful in this fight. Let’s plan accordingly. I’ll take Luna while you-

You just want her autograph that’s the only reason you want to fight her

I will neither confirm nor deny that statement.

“What say thou creature?” Luna asks impatiently

“Well for one I was talking to Senior Smoothie Buns in my head which has nothing to do with you. Second, can Senior Smoothie Buns have your autograph?” Princess Luna’s face was so cute for that split second were as she had her head tilted to the side for confusion while having a small blush for the autograph. Either Celestia was jealous that Luna was asked for her autograph or she was pissed off at my antics.

“ENOUGH! Creature wilt thou lay down thine arms and cometh with us willingly or be prepared for battle?” I feel a slight pain coming from Sif’s mental link. Looking down I see a little blood on Sif’s back left leg, and it was flowing freely. My mind first went to help him but with those two here I can’t do anything……. Oh, plan.

“Do you have vets at your castle?” Sif looks at me with concern as if knowing what I’m about to do.

“Of course.” I nod to Sif while I take my sword out and lay it on the ground sliding it over to the monarchs.

“If you value your sanity don’t directly touch that sword.”

“Thank thou, now it is time for the punishment.” Before I could react the sun monarch blasted me in the face with a stun spell. The next thing I experienced is darkness.

*3 days later*

“Wake up prisoner. The princesses decided that your trial has come.” I decided not to reply. Well more like a can’t. Over the past few days I have probably went through the closest thing to hell in my life. I was tortured by the guards resulting in a few permanent scars, physical and mental. I was beaten into and out of conscious on the first day. I’ve only had food and drink twice the entire time, but that’s mostly because I gave my other food to Sif. All in all I was ready to see what those two have to say. I am beyond angry right now. Even though they did give Sif medical attention they turned it back around by giving the guards free reign to beat him. You can do whatever you want to me but when you start messing with Sif I get uber pissed.

I stand up failing a little bit thank to most of my strength missing.

“Get up you whorse!” I see the kick before I felt it. As I double over and cough Sif starts to growl at the guard.

“You growling at me mutt? I’ll stomp your head in you stupid dog.”

“You do that and I’ll make sure your bloodline ends with you.” I say as I use the wall to climb back up. Instead of replying the guard simply throws me out of the cell into the opposite wall.

“Walk, you to mutt.” I whistle to bring Sif over to my side. Using him as a support we walk up the stairs and follow the guards to the throne room. As we walk I notice that we are in a castle of some sorts. It looks fairly new since the glass still had a natural shine to it. There were also a lot of guards posted at almost every corner.

Artorias, I don’t like this. It feels wrong, like something big is about to happen.

I know, I feel it too.

“we’re here.” We stop before a set of double doors that strangely resemble a fog gate but gold. The carvings within the doors looked like a swirl of gold as well as silver. The look really heavy too. My mumblings were proven right since it took three ponies to open one door.

“ENTER!!!” Me and Sif share a glance before we were shoved into the highly decorated hall.

“Step forward creature so that we may decide your terms of imprisonment.” I calmly walk up to the monarchs with Sif as my support.

“Well thanks for the stay, but I have to say that the room service was less than desirable. I would also like to know what I’m being charged with.” Even with her princess mask on I could see the rage in sunbutt’s eyes while Luna’s had a little of humor with a dab of sadness.

“Do not speak to me as if we are equals creature. You’re lucky that I decided to use a spell in which it would be easier for us to talk to you. As for what you’re charged with; being a mixture of an unknown species and dark magic. Sentence: Death or imprisonment for life.”

“Next is destruction of Equestrian property, murdering of ponies in cold blood and kidnapping of three foals. All of these charges all amount to death, but since you are a new species you fall under some of our laws which prevents us from killing you. So the next for of punishment is imprisonment for eternity. I also will not take your pleas for a creature cannot plead for it’s life. For the second half of your punishment is the extermination of your wolf-” I pull on my ropes as I jump right into her face.

“You will not touch Sif or I will make your life a living hell.” Oh the arrogance in that bitch’s eyes.

“Try and stop me. Guards restrain the prisoner. Luna prepare the elements. I shall deal with this myself.”

“Sister I do not believe this is the right course of action. I see no harm in letting the wolf be imprisoned with him.” As the guards force me to my knees I plead with the sun monarch.

“Please please just leave him with me. I’ll do anything just please leave him with me.” Atleast my words halted her advance on the restrained Sif. Her eyes told a different story though.

“And what right gives a creature like you the privilege to beg. You will watch as I destroy your companion as you have destroyed mine.” I had no time to contemplate her words for within seconds she was standing over Sif like an executioner. I look to the lunar monarch for some leniency for Sif’s sentence. All I found was the lunar princess looking away with shame on her face.

“No please don’t, don’t!” I start to thrash wildly as Celestia lowers her shining horn. The next moment will stay burned in my mind for the rest of my long life. It all happened in a minute. First is when Celestia’s horn touched Sif. The first thing that either of us experienced was pure white hot pain. We could both feel our soul link slowly melting away as Celestia continued to pound Sif out of existence with her magic. I don’t know when I started crying but I remember that when the pain stopped there was nothing left. Not a strand of hair. Not the marks where he was fighting earlier. Not even his scent was spared from the spell. All that was left in my soul was emptiness from where a part of Sif’s soul was.

“See not so hard. Luna are the elements ready?” I hang my head in despair as sunbutt and her sister walk up in front of me.

“I only ask one thing. Let me be imprisoned in my armor.” Again I see the arrogance in her eyes.

“I see no harm in it.” With a simple flash all of my armour was fastened and strapped to my broken body. As I push through the despair I look up to the monarchs. With a burning passion I made a vow right before Celestia.

“When I break free I will not harm no one but you Celestia. I will embrace the abyss if it means killing you you whorse.” I spit on the floor before her hooves. Ah there’s that good old rage.

“If it was up to me you would be dead to if not for our laws.” I sense the magic before I could see it. The amount was crazy even for me. One lesson is for sure: don’t fuck with rainbows. But my mind was too jumbled up at the minute to make a funny remake. As the rainbow hits me I feel a slow chill work its way through my body.

“Just know this Celestia. Artorias the Abysswalker is coming for you.” Those were the last words I spoke to the solar monarch before the stone over took my mouth and then my face.

Next thing I knew I was thrown into a world of madness and dreams.                   

Rage

Present time

   I wanted nothing to do but to walk through that castle and throttle the solar monarch. The only keeping me back was the guards. Even though they were ill equipped their numbers still posed a problem. Still, my sword and Celestia were in this city. The sword itself in far underground. Probably at the foundations for the castle since their last castle was destroyed. The sword wasn’t just a sword either as you might have guessed. No this sword was alive but not in our sense of living. What I mean by alive is that it can think just like I do. It can reject my commands during a fight, and when out of conflict it tries to corrupt me with hollow promises. But it still is the most powerful weapon on this planet. Not only that but it is part of my soul, so I need to retrieve it before my battle with sunbutt.

“E-excuse me sir. W-would you b-be so k-kind as to p-point me in the right d-d-direction?” Being pulled away from my dark plan I turn to look down to the little griffin. The griffin had a black and grey coat. That was somewhat rare in griffin culture. It meant that the griffins born with that color scheme were to be great assassins, and since the griffins liked to face their enemies head on they became shunned. A noticeable trait other than his coat and wings were the crimson tips on the feathers on top of his head. I’m guessing it’s a he from his voice.

“And what exactly are you looking for?” I might not know this city up and down but I’ll help if I can. I also realize that he has taken a couple of steps back. Probably my voice. The poor griffin was scared to death. He probably never expected such a dark voice from me. Now that I can get a full picture of his body I can see he is malnourished. His ribs were somewhat visible and cast a light grey shade over his charcoal coat. He also had that look to him that he would do anything for food.

“I-I-I’m looking f-for d-d-doughnut Joes. W-would you h-happen to know where th-that is?” Unfortunately I do not know that establishment is at.

“No I do not know where that is. Would you like some help in finding it?” I decided to tone down on the abysswalker for a little bit and help him. He looks like he could use it.

“R-really?! You’ll help me?”Finally a sentence where he hasn’t stuttered. He sounded surprised at my offer to help. He looks around for a second before lighting up with a huge smile.

“Thank you sir. I would love it if you could help me. I’ve asked other people but some of them wouldn’t help me. Something about ‘not helping your sort of kind’. I had hoped that the capital of the most peace known country wouldn’t have that many racist. I was proved very wrong.” Back home I was a protester for all sorts of movements that had to do with human rights, so racists people really get under my skin. Now I’m extra glad I decided to help him out.

“You’re welcome. Now, do have any idea where to go because I have no clue…… Wait…” I look across the street to find none other than princess sunbutt entering the doughnut parlor. Just at the sight of her my rage boils causing the abyss magic to start seeping off my armour.With new mission objectives I move our conversation along.

“I hate to break this short but for one there is the doughnut parlor, and second did you happen to see any caves when you flew here?” Confused at my question but then again I am a strange creature to him. He points to what I’m guessing is east since the sun was behind me.

“Yeah I saw a dark spot on the mountain half way down to the bottom. I’m guessing it’s a cave. Oh, I never got your name friend!” I didn’t pay attention to the friend part so I answered him as I walk towards the edge of the city in the direction that he pointed me in. Shame, I would have loved to stay and chat with him as I escort him to the restaurant, but duty calls.

“My name is Artorias and thank you for the information. If you would like I’ll be in Canterlot for awhile if you want to talk some more.” We were nearing the railing at the edge of the city.

“You’re very welcome and yes I would love to chat again. Where you be staying?” I put my left hand on the railing.

“I don’t know just yet. I’ll get back to you on that, but I suggest you head to the doughnut shop.” It’s to bad. If nothing was bothering me I would have just stood there and look out to the vast land between here and the dragon lands. With such lush green pastures who wouldn’t.

“Ok I’ll head there now. I hope you have a safe day Artorias. I hope to see you again soon.” I watch as he walks across the street. It saddens me how much he reminds me of Sif. Just the memory was enough to remind me of the pain, rage and grief. Deciding that I’ve had enough I pull myself over the railing falling a good hundred feet before hitting the ground.

Once again thanks to my stature for saving most of the shock from the fall. I did leave a little crater in the ground though. Noticing that what I landed on was a short little trail/cliff that lead further down the mountain. Following the trial I come across an opening in the cliff face. These ponies are just stupid or arrogant if they think that they can guard one of the most powerful weapons on this planet like this. I mean not even a single guard so far.

Walking through the cliff face I come across a feeling not unlike the one from a thousand years ago, but this one was slightly different. I think I just walked through a detection spell. Deciding not to test my luck I start to sprint further down the cave. Every once in awhile another feeling passes over me like water but they don't do anything else. I believe that any other being would have never have made this far. One good thing about the part of the abyss inside me is that it is an infinite void so all magic goes there instead of effecting me. That’s why I was surprised when sunbutt’s rainbows turned me to stone.

By now I probably set off like 20 alarms, but I could feel my sword is getting closer. I could also feel the mountain shaking like an earthquake. I guess sunbutt just realized who is setting off her spells. I guess I should run faster if I don’t want to meet the sun personally. That would really bad for complection.

I could feel my sword resonating with me even though it is still about a hundred yards away. Slowing down I come across a set of heavy iron doors with a lot of chains around it. Well now I know what sunbutt does in her spare time. Since being in close proximity with my sword I could feel most of my strength returning to me. It felt good to be able to break a set of iron doors off their hinges. Nothing like taking your anger out on a set of thick inanimate objects. Celestia takes it out on hers a lot.

Past the doors I can see my sword hanging in the air by multiple chains all with magic seals on them. What is it with sunbutt and chains. Sprinting the rest of the way I launch myself into the air reaching for the sword only for it to be closed in a golden aura. I grab a chain to stop my advance while I turn my head to see none other than sunbutt and moonbutt at the entrance with shock, rage and just a little bit of fear.

“What are you doing here creature?” My rage may be a vast sea of hate but even I can’t resist a good joke.

“Oh you know hanging around, and I have a name you know.” I shift myself to hang upside down while facing them.

“Creatures don’t have names. Now get down here so you may continue your imprisonment.” I think not. I flip back up as I grab two chains each in one hand and pull. The groaning of the metal let’s me know that even though the chains are coated in magic they are still vulnerable to physical pressure. with one final pull I detach both chains from the wall resulting in them falling with me, but also weakening the seal on my blade. Having an idea of what I plan to do sunbutt tries to fire a few magic bolts at me. Even though I can absorb infinite amounts of magic it still hurt for the magic to go through my body, so I dodge the bolts. I launch myself up to the next two chains and pull. Since the first chains the others magic was starting to diminish. How do I know this? Well for one I could pull the second pair out of the wall far easier than the first.

“Stop creature! Me and my sister are trying to help you.” I pause at the third pair with only one more pair left.

“Are you serious? You sister over there wants to imprison me just for being who I am and killed my only resemblance of family I had in this world. I only wanted to be left alone with Sif, but oh no, you and your sister decided to act upon nothing against me. The real reason sunbutt wants to kill me is because she fears me. She fears the unknown. That is a very dangerous fear, for you could push away a good friend because you never knew anything about them.” I could see pain in moonbutt’s eyes as if remembering a sad memory, but I don’t care. She sat and did nothing while Celestia murdered Sif. Even though I don’t want to kill her I’m still going to teach a lesson. With the third chain gone I move to the last pair when Celestia finally decides to stop attacking and speak.

“You will come down this instant creature!”

“If that’s what you want.” I sigh as I pull the last chains out. This time I fall with the chains landing a few feet away from my sword. Calmly as I could I walk over to my sword. Celestia charged trying to catch me off guard. What she doesn’t understand is that since I’m next to my sword almost all of my strength and speed have returned to me, so dodging her attack and throwing her right back at her sister was child’s play. Watching as Luna grabs Celestia I walk up to my grounded sword and without breaking eye contact I dramatically pull my sword out of the ground. I feel the rest of my strength restore itself like a battery. It felt like a piece of me just found its way back into the puzzle which is my soul.

“Foul creature you will not leave here alive. I will end you once and for all.” With my sword I can now channel magic with more precision than before. I point the tip towards Celestia channeling a little bit of magic into the tip.

“Celestia as much as I would love for you to be blood soaked at my feet begging for mercy I am not a creature. I will however take you life quickly and painlessly. That I can promise you, for I have magics that you can only dream of.” Deciding I had enough I point the tip back towards the ground between my feet.

“But I am in no state to fight you, so I will leave you with this warning. Discord has taught me chaos magic similar to my own. I have mastered all pyromancies and miracles. I have come to learn earth magic from an earth pony I befriended the first year of my arrival. I have knowledge of water magic but I have not mastered it. I also have one magic that will be your downfall….. Abyss magic. I hope you survive long enough to see me use it, for you have made a lot of enemies sunbutt in the past thousand years.” A blast coats my body since Celestia thought it would be a good idea to throw a fireball at me.

What part of mastering pyromancy did you not get. Coming to a conclusion I decide that Celestia is driven by fear against me and that has caused her to become racist. She may claim the everything in Equestria is at harmony but even in this cave I can tell just by one of the country’s leaders.

“I must bid you farewell, but that would be too nice. So I’m going to leave you with the knowledge that I will come for you but you will never know when or where.” Channeling more abyss magic into my sword I open a portal into the abyss while opening a portal somewhere else on the mortal plane. What I just used was the abyss magic’s version of teleporting.

Looking around I find myself in a clearing surrounded by rocks…… volcanic rocks.

Damn I’m in the dragon lands.

Opportunity Erupts

Damn it! I hope I can find some cover before some dragons see me. You see for some reason dragons attack me on sight. No warning or nothing. At first I thought it was because they had some connection to the dragons from Dark Souls, but that would be impossible…… right?’

I sure hope so or else I’m fucked since Artorias helped Gwyn fight the ancient dragons. I’ve already tested luck enough in the past few hours already. I don’t want to try it anymore than I have too. For all I know they already know I’m here from my abyss magic. Those dragons are like sharks smelling blood. Except in this case the ‘blood’ is the excess abyss magic that constantly falls off my armour like black mist. I guess these dragons have some connection with Dark Souls dragons. If thats the case I rather not face this world’s version of Seath the Scaleless.

That bastard and his stupid curse breath. Hearing a very muffled roar drags me from my thoughts.

Shit, that was a dragon’s roar. I should find shelter. I look around only to find a field of boulders, boulders and you guessed it……. boulders. Well it wasn’t all boulders. There was a huge volcano off in the distance, but I don’t think I’ll be able to reach it in time.

Another roar sounds off in the distance instantly changing my mind. Ok, volcano good, very good right now. With renewed vigor I sprint full speed to the volcano. From where I landed from the teleport the volcano should be at least a hundred miles or so, give or take. Even with my enhanced speed and agility it’s not enough to outrun something that flies. How could I tell this? Well the roars off in the distance were now sounding closer….. a lot closer. I think that the dragon(s) might be just past my range of vision, but I am well in theirs.

Shit shit shit, I need to go faster. How is the question……… Wait, wait…… Will that even work? Well theres a first time for everything. Charging some earth magic into my legs and feet I try to launch myself with as much force as I can, and to my surprise I go flying. If you thought Hulk’s super jump was big I got news for you. The jump itself must have taken me at least a few hundred feet in the air.

It’s going to hurt falling back down. That…. was the one thing I forgot. Newton’s philosophy, everything that goes up must come down. In my case, hard, very hard. The good thing is that I could see miles in any direction from this height, and let me tell you. It… was… beautiful. Dusk was approaching so it turned the clouds into a painting that even Leo would be envious of painting.

But all good things must come to an end. One of the reasons is dragons shooting fireballs at you. Without even realizing it I let the dragons gain huge distance on me as I was admiring the view. Luckly-

Wow, I’m surprised I still have some luck left…… damn you Murphy.

“Abysswalker!!!! Come meet your doom!” In front of me was one of the biggest dragons I have ever seen. He was as black as onyx and had multiple pink scars all over his body. His eyes were a fierce shade of red and orange. On top of his head was a golden crown with a lot of jewels embedded in it. Almost like a russian chandelier.

“I have wait for a millennia to avenge my father’s death! I have no idea how such a puny mortal defeated my father, but it won’t happen to me.” I’m glad that gravity decided to catch up with me or else I would be freefalling barbeque.

“Get back here!” Even if he doesn’t understand the gesture I flip him a bird. Moving into a position similar to diving except my arms are at my sides. Maybe I could aim myself to fall towards the volcano's base.

“I will feast on your entrails worm!” I’m really starting to get tired of that guy. Deciding to go a little old school on this I channel some more magic to my feet to increase my speed even more.

“SORU!” In that instant I kick the air ten times and shoot forward. The speed in which I just accomplished was a form of Rokushiki, or a form of superhuman martial arts. It allows the user to travel or attack at unseeable speeds, and since I haven’t mastered the technique yet I soon find myself reappearing an inch from the ground….. head first.

Oh Shi-

*BOOOOM*

SON OF A BLACK KNIGHT THAT HURT! I groan as I push myself up. That was not what I was expecting when I thought of using that technique. I bet Murphys just laughing his ass off right now.

“Abysswalker!”

“Would you please stop with the shouting! I can hear you just fine. You don’t have to yell like you’re at a Black Sabbath concert.” A confused glare was all I got.

Of course, why should anybody not get my insanely hilarious jokes. The nerve of these people. Crawling out of the small crater I could feel the small earthquake from the black dragons landing. Using the remaining magic I sprint up the side of the volcano looking for a opening. The only thing keeping from exploring freely was a angry dragon tearing up the mountain side just try and get to me.

“Come back here wurm and I’ll make your death quick.” Screw this, I don’t care if it will leave me a little weak. I really want to kill this wyvern of a dragon. I stop and face the dragon that was now flying at my height.

“Good, you finally learne-” I never let him finish his sentence as I thrust my sword into his throat. He wasn’t expecting such a small creature to have such strength to shove a sword through his scales.

While your scales may be resistant to high temperatures and blunt force, but they have a weak spot to a sharp tip with enough force to tear through solid rock. The force thing is true because when….. Sif was still alive he made me go through training. Some of that training was to cut straight through a boulder as big as a house. It took me a few weeks to build up enough strength to cut it, and that's thanks to Sif’s training regimen. For a intelligent wolf he really knows some hardcore muscle building exercises.

All in all my strength allows me to cut through small mountains. Not all the way through though, then I would be too overpowered. I’m still proud that I managed to cut the Iron Tree of Gulvia. At first I thought it was just a normal tree until Sif said it smelled like metal. And how was I supposed to know that the tree was some sacred symbol to a few tribal ponies. They threw spears like a greek athlete. I still have scars.

“Urrgghhkkkss” Pulling my sword out of the dragons throat I jump off and as gracefully as I can I land on the mountainside. Though to some it looked like the man who jumped looked like a chicken with its head cut off when it landed.

Standing up from my kneeling position I look to see the rest of the dragons flying there staring walled eyed at the dead dragon at the bottom of the volcano. When enough silence past all of the dragons looked to me. Some had rage in their eyes while some showed appreciation, some even showed fear. One brave dragon decided to fly up to me. Not taking any chances I bring my sword up pointing the tip at the approaching dragon. He stops and holds his hands up in defeat.

“I mean you no harm kingslayer. I was King Onyx’ advisor and friend. While I do feel hate towards you for slaying a friend-” I channel magic into the tip to light it up.

“B-but I equally feel appreciative towards your combat skills.” He said hastefully.

Really? All I did was stab him in the throat. He just wasn’t fast enough to dodge it.

“Our laws dictate that you keep what you kill. Since you killed King Onyx the Fire Tamer you are entitled to the throne. Or in other words.” He adjust his position while flying to bow to me.

“You are our new king….”

Wow, wasn’t expecting that. What do I say? I don’t want to be king but if I leave them their entire kingdom will fall to chaos……Oh PLAN!!!! This certain plan had to do with a certain problem I saw in Equestria, other than sunbutt of course.

“I will be your king, but only on certain conditions.” I mental smirk knowing that they have to agree.

“”What are they m’lord.” Oh I could never get used to that.

“1. When I was in Equestria I happen to come across a problem. That problem was racialism. Left and right I could see ponies treating each other fine, but when it came to anything non-pony their shunned them. Is this true?”

But for some reason that griffin in Canterlot didn't seem to have a problem, or he was really good at hiding it.

“Yes m’lord. The ponies are arrogant enough where they can treat other races like dirt and expect their princesses to back them up. The only reason we haven’t taken any action is because both of the sisters control two celestial bodies that we need to live. You can’t just declare something from someone who could shed your entire world in darkness.” I nod in understanding. I've seen both of the sisters magic first hand, I know how powerful they are. The dragons fear was well placed. Good thing I overcame that fear a long time ago.

“Before we continue I would like you and the others to gather around and relax. I was not here to take your old king’s life, but that doesn't determine the future when it comes to the heart.” I look back at the dragons still hovering in the air.

“Some of you may hate me or fear me, but I would still like to earn your trust. There is a saying from my home, ‘Those who do not wish to lead are the ones that will lead the best.’  I do not want to lead you, but I will do so to the best of my abilities. Now back to the conditions.” As I use some earth magic the create a chair out of stone I could feel the rumbling of the dragons as each one settled down and paid attention to my words.

“Since I say the problems in Equestria I would like to ask one question. How much imports do you receive from Equestria.” For some reason the elder dragon had a sizable notepad under his wing just for these types of situations.

“As of last week, we receive about 3.8% total trade from Equestria. All trades include gems, wheat, silk and exotic fruits.”

“How long can you last without those trades?”

“Without the wheat we wouldn't last long. Since the Great Hunting War a few centuries ago we have had to ration meat, so now our diet consists of an omnivore. We have had to adapt since most of the meat in our country has gone extinct.” Doing some calculation in my head I think I can come up with a good plan by the end of the day.

“What if I could teach you how to grow food. If you didn't know already volcanic soil is very good for growing food as long as you maintain them with water.” Saying this most dragons eyes become hopeful. I raise a hand to stop them from jumping me with farming questions.

“In conclusion, my first demand to to cut off all trade with Equestria and allow all refugees who suffer under the ponies. We can worry about housing later. Now on to demand number two.” It took all my self control not to start laughing from the look on all of their faces. It looked like they found out that I’m a dimensional traveling monkey who got transformed into a hardcore knight…. oh wait.

“W-w-what is your second demand m’lord?”

“Second, how many allies do you have politically?” The elder dragon once again checks his notepad.

“We are allies with the Diamond Dog kingdom, the Republic of Zebrica and we are also good friends of Jarl Ironbull for the province of Zixtrim. There are few others but they are too small to have any real influence.”

Good, good. I remember reading about all three of those countries. This will be a fair game. I’ll show the world how fearsome a knight of Gwyn with a humans intuition can do in a world of arrogant species.

“For the second demand I want you to call a meeting of all world leaders in a weeks time. I would like for the meeting to be in the capital. Lastly my third demand.” If the dragons faces stay like that any longer they’re going to get stuck.

“I know I keep starting the demands with questions but that’s so I have solid information to work with. What is the name of this kingdom?” Some of the dragons look at me like I’m stupid, but the elder doesn’t even bat an eye.

“Junaar……Why?” I need to watch myself or else I’m going to kill something with my smirks.

“I want to change it to Lot Junaar.” Again I see appreciation in the dragons’ eyes. They don’t do much to hide what they are thinking.

“I didn’t know you understood the dragon language m’lord. It means very much to us old dragons on what you decided to rename our life-long home. I believe you will make a great king.” Standing up I wave to all of the dragons to stand.

“Now that we have all of that out of the way why don’t we head to the capital……”

“Uthrun m’lord. Would you like to accompany me? I believe that we have much to discuss on our way back to the capital.

“I would like that very much.” I walk up his out stretched wing and wave to the other dragons.

“Let’s return home my friends.” I hear a roar of approval from the dragons… or should I say my dragons. I feel a warm fuzzy feeling in my chest that I haven’t felt since Sif accidentally called me brother. The memory almost makes me start to breakdown, but I compose myself before it could get really bad.

As we lift into the air me and Uthrun start discussing politics and military within the kingdom, and I finally realize, I finally have a home.

As Celestia walk into her room she throws her crown across the room embedding the jewelry into the wall. Letting out a sigh of frustration she walks over to the mirror.

How could I let him take his sword back. I’m such a fool. I thought that Discord would spend too much time on the elements and not Artorias.

It’s not a he Celestia…… it is an it. Looking into the mirror Celestia see a black shadow of herself not unlike Luna’s nightmare form. This shadow showed up after Artorias arrived all those years ago and it hasn't left ever since. It whispers promises of power and wisdom. Unfortunately for Celestia she gave in to its temptations and was consumed by her fear of the Abysswalker.

You did all you could Celestia. He was just too strong for you. You need more power. I can give you the power you seek Celestia. For all we know he’s out there planning to take his revenge out on your ponies. Are you going to let that happen? What if he doesn't stop at them? He could go after your friends, or worse your sister. Let me help you Celestia. With the both of us we could wipe him of this plane of existence.

With ever word Celestia shank deeper and deeper into her shell of power and madness. If anybody were in her room they would have seen the purple flash in Celestia’s eyes as she accepts more of the fear that has plagued her for the past centuries. They also would have heard the demonic laugh coming from the mirror as Celestia lied in bed hoping for peaceful sleep, but peaceful sleep never comes to those who embrace the Abyss.                       

Hail to the king!!

“And when he opened the door he found out that the person in front of him wasn’t the beautiful Jessica Rabbit but rather a comically ugly woman trying to kiss him!” All around the sounds of dragons’ laughter rang out across the vast sea of the wind. We have been flying for a few hours now. I even managed to get in a little nap to replenish my strength, but I was woken up so the dragons could learn a little bit about their new king.

        “You have some very interesting stories dii jun. They will do well to entertain the ambassadors.” Feeling the hidden message within the sentence I laugh.

        “I will tend to that problem when we arrive…. Uthrun, something's been bothering me.”

        “Knowing you in a short amount of time I can already tell this is your serious side.” I can feel a slight drop in Uthrun’s scales. Probably a sigh for dragons.

        “What is bothering you dii jun?” This will take a little bit.

        “One thing I want know is why were the dragons attacking me on sight?” As I ask this another elder dragon drifts closer to us. This dragon had a earthly tint to his scales and a boulder for a tail.

        “I believe I can help you with that question dii jun, I am Usnutiid. You see I am the royal historian. I keep all of the history of our kingdom in books back at the capitol. But I can still answer your question. For starters even though King Onyx was convinced that you killed his father, he was incorrect. It is true that you have had battles with King Sulfur, but you never killed him. Since you never killed him you never took the mantle, but that brings us back to your question. With King Sulfur’s multiple defeats he grew to resent you. He spread his hate to his son at a very young age. He also made it a law to attack you on sight no matter what, but since you’re the king now it nullifies the law in place.” Wow, talk about a mouthful.

“Ok, so what will happen when we enter the city? Last time I checked half of the kingdom wasn’t there to see me kill Onyx.” Feeling a rumble under me I see Uthrun handing me something. It was a pearl white tooth the size of a table leg.

“This is proof of your victory over King Onyx.” I receive the tooth from Uthrun and run my hand over the surface. It was as smooth as marble, probably as hard as it too. Even though I had no use for it I would find something for it. A light off in the distance catches my attention. It looked like a small ember floating in the air, but as we near it I see that it is actually a bonfire with multiple dragons around it.

“Once we cross that wall we will be in the capitol. I hope you’re ready.” Wait, not ready! I didn’t even have time to admire the architecture of the wall. But that was soon forgotten when the city came into view. I now understand why the capitol is called Stone Haven.

All there was in any direction of the city was stone and very different varieties of stone. Each building looked like a roman god personally crafted it. It was truly breathtaking.

As we were flying over I could see multiple groups of dragons moving to intercept us.

“Um Uthrun, they don’t look like their stopping” Looking around I could see the dragons that flew back with us were closing around Uthrun like a bubble.

“PROTECT THE KING!” What surprised me most of all was that the dragon who yelled those three words. It was none other than Usnutiid, the really old dragon. What surprised me even more was when the mass of dragons hit the bubble we actually managed to stay in the air, but I’m going to need a baf bag.

It stayed like this for awhile. Just us rocking back and forth as we flew onward.

“Uthrun we’ve reached the castle!” Before I had time to think I find myself in a bear hug with Uthrun.

“Proceed with diamond formation.”

“Yes, sir! You heard him lads. Form up, now!” I couldn’t tell you much after that because being bear hugged by a dragon kinda cuts out some of your senses. But the next thing I knew was that I was being thrown across a huge hall and playing skipping stone with the floor. Even if it wasn’t a big drop it still caused me to pause for a second.

“You will die!” I look back to see a orange drake who managed to slip past Uthrun. I could feel the rise in temperature from the young drake.

Well, practice how you play, play how you practice. Let’s practice. I’m surprised my face hasn’t split in half from my shit eating grins yet. My face might get stuck like this…. nah that’s impossible. Reaching down bringing me to a kneeling position I shove my arm into the puddle surrounding my feet reaching for a certain item. You see the trick I’m using was a accident- I mean experiment to see if I could open a gateway to the Abyss. Just as my luck happens to be, I managed to do it.

Bingo, let’s do this. I start to stand up bringing my little baby out of the Abyss in all its glory. My sword was a greatsword coated in Abyss or really dark goo oozing power. The left part of the hilt was missing while the other side was chipping very badly. The blade was once a shining example of Anor Londo smithing, but now it is a symbol of Abyss magic and corruption.

“You are not worthy of King Onyx's throne. I will kill you and take the throne for one who truly deserves it.” Wow, great monologue, but I’m still going to kill you.

“If you truly think that you can kill me. Then by all means, do it.” Channeling some Abyss magic into my sword I stab the ground causing the floor to be coated in Abyss corruption. This allows me the corrupt minds without touching them. For magic resistant races or unicorns the corruption saps their strength and magic.

Without warning I dash forward aiming for the drake’s throat. Since the corruption was already doing its work the drake reacted slower than normal. This was the scenario I was planning for. With ease I drove my blade through his chest and straight out of his back. I could hear the pained breathing of the drake as he tries to free himself from my blade.

“Do you want to know something I found out a millennia ago?” A pained wheeze was all I got for a response.

“Dragon folk aren’t fireproof on the inside.” The drake finally realized what I was implying and tried to free himself with renewed vigor. Channeling my soul’s flame to my left hand I cast a pyromancy that would roast his insides to well-done.

“Black Flame!” A fire started up my sword into the drake. The only difference with this fire is that it was a mixture of Abyss magic and pyromancy, and let me tell you that’s some nasty stuff. Pain was probably the only thing the drake could feel right now. His movements became crazed as he tried to escape the flame, but alas death was his only way out.

Within a minute you could smell roasted drake through the entire throne room. From the smell itself I could tell it needed some salt, but I not a master chief so I did what anybody would do at that moment. I threw his body back towards the door with my sword like I was throwing a baseball. A highly overweight, firebreathing and ugly baseball. With his defeat I finally got some time to look around without interruptions.

 There were lush paintings of all types of different dragons covering the walls all the way down the hall. Some big some small; some little some that take up a good portion of a wall, some that looked ancient but new at the same time and some with burn marks around the borders. Looking back I see the throne and all of its glory. Saying that the thing was beautiful would be an understatement. The lush crimson pillow in the center to complement the rich artistic curves of the obsidian that make up the arms of the structure. The overall curves looked to be a wing flaring on either side. Behind the throne was a mountain of jewels, gems and treasures that touched the ceiling. Near the bottom I could see some types of weapons. Maybe weapons from former kings or heroes.

“That is the hoard of hordes dii jun. It is a collection of all the treasures our kings have won in the past, and now it is your’s to add too.” I look back to the mountain of treasures with a renewed sense of purpose.

“Utthrun, please gather all citizens. I have a speech to give.”

“My citizens, my name is Artorias. A few hours ago I slew your king and took his throne. I know some of you are mad at me and still want to kill me because of the old laws. I only have one thing to say to you. You can try to take the throne, but only if you do not value your life.” Sometimes I’m glad I have the ‘Abyss voice’.

“Moving on. When I first started to talk to Utthrun about the economy I was disturbed by how much the world relies on the ponies for most of its resources. This is unacceptable! I will give you the knowledge to rid our dependance on the ponies. You will learn how to grow your own food and how to manage hunts. This is only one of the things that has come to my attention. One thing that I have personally experienced is racism. I’m sure any of you who have visited Equestria has seen or felt it. Right here right now I will say this. Any who suffer from the hands of Equestria are our allies. We will raze that horrible place to the ground if we have to, but we will not needlessly kill to get our point across. We will show not only our neighboring countries but the world as well that we are not the ones who will abandon the weak. We are the ones who welcome them with open arms. Race be damned!” To get my point across I slam my fist onto the stone railing. Resulting in it being completely obliterated.

“I will make this a law if I have too. Do I have your support in helping those who need it? Do I have your word that you will carry this through?! DO I HAVE YOUR POWER TO SEE THIS THROUGH AND TO FINISH IT?!” You could probably hear the cheers all the way in Canterlot if you were listening hard enough. Seeing all of these people reminded me of some of my friends. I thought that most of my old life was gone, but this, this right here. This is what you would call pride I feel but fear at the same time.

“Then let us show the world our power! Let us show them the power of dragons!” I decided to be a bit of a show off and overpower one of my pyromancies. Channeling some of my soul’s fire into my hand I cast Great Combustion but with a lot more kick. If you look from afar it looks like I was shooting a pillar of flame a hundred feet into the air. Lowering my hand and look to Utthrun.

“It is time, summon the world leaders. I’m going to show them what a pissed-off Abysswalker can do.”

World Summit

“Dii jun it is time.” Sighing I tear my vision from the captivating view outside my study’s window. Even after the whole week preparing for today and with the servants I still can’t get used to being king. Walking down the hallway I slow my pace so I can take in the tapestry hanging from the walls. When Onyx was king his theme was all black, everything was black. It got pretty old real quick, so I decided to replace it with a more regal look. The trim was a nice shade of dark blue fading into the center as midnight blue. In the center was a nice crescent moon with a howling wolf head slightly under it. I created that image in honor of Sif. When Uthrun asked why I chose a wolf instead of a dragon I told him this.

“Dragons are a majestic Uthrun. Hardly any race, even beasts, could compete with all of the skills dragons are born with, but there is something about a wolf that sticks out from the rest. It could be that even though most people see them as unintelligent beast it would be unwise to think that they do not possess any intellect. Under those uncaring eyes there is a caring animal. It is only going off its need to feed and protect the pack, but I’m getting off topic. The reason I chose the wolf is because the countries outside of ours think of us as unintelligent and greedy. While it is quite the opposite, not really for the greed but you get my point, for us. We are clever, intelligent and powerful. They think of us as beast when we are actually tacticians. Does that answer your question Uthrun?” Looking over my shoulder Uthrun stood there with a shit eating grin on his face.

“That is a fine answer dii jun. I hope you keep some of that charisma for the summit.” I chuckle as I start forward following a servant to the summit room.

“I do to Uthrun, I do to. I will tell you the truth I can’t wait to see sun-butt’s face when she finds out that I’m the dragon king.” Just the thought itself was almost enough to crack my steel face, but I can allow myself a small smile.

“Here we are dii jun. Inside are the current leaders of the major countries. You were already briefed on them if I recall. I nod as I strode up to the door. Resting my hand upon the handle I hesitate. Feeling a strong magical presence beyond the door I order the two guards to stand by when I enter. Without hesitation this time I open the doors. Before the doors even open all the way I could hear the screams from some of the leaders.

“You owe me a explanation Celestia! Why haven’t the Pegasi helped with the weather at Stone Hall? It’s only three miles outside of your border and I’ve asked for your help on this matter before. You know how much it hurt me to ask for help but my people come first. SO WHY HAVEN’T YOU HELP-” Silence reigned in all the talking in the room as the doors fully opened. Some of the expressions were hilarious especially Celestia’s. Others had a more stoic expression when looking at me. One of the best ones was the look of confusion from Luna.

“Good evening ladies and gentlemen. I hope you all had a pleasant journey here-”

“Why are you here creature?!” Wow, that was fast. That’s probably an academy record.

“First, I’m going to ignore the creature part. Secondly, hello Luna it’s pleasant to see you on good terms this time.” Luna blushed slightly as she waved her hoof.

“Lastly, you might want to chose wisely what your tone of voice is with me. If you look behind me you can clearly see three dragons ready to rip your head off.”

“And why would they want to do that?” Do not grin, do not grin. DO NOT GRIN!

“Because they are kinda protective of their king.” I swear you could hear a pin drop. Everybody just looked at me like I grew three heads.

“Here’s my proof.” I casually reach into my armour and pull out Onyx’s tooth and threw it across the table. everybodies eyes followed the tooth with disbelief.

“Now that we are all at an agreement. Let’s begin shall we?” I pull back my seat and sit while all of the leaders slowly look away from the tooth and back too me. Starting from my left was the Minotaur Warlord Schädel Gore-horns. He was a good eight feet tall with a battle axe about the same size on his back. His fur was a nice steel grey with a few white hairs betraying his age. Next to him was Mother Chiryō-shi the Kirin Ambassador. Her lotus blue scales had a nice and clean shine. Next was the Deer diplomat Leannán. He had a good twelve rack on him, and next to him was a sharpened tree branch. I knew better than to try and break that. Further down was Frost Troll King  Medved'. His smell was so bad that it reached me, and I’m pretty sure Leannán didn’t like it. His third eye was watching me while the other two were scanning the room. He’s smart, got to watch out for him. The next two were Celestia and Luna and a strange purple unicorn hiding behind Celestia. Lastly was the Griffon King Air rí. He had a good air about him, probably was a general before he was king. He had no sword but wingblades instead. His plumage was bleach white with a dull red tinting the tips. Each were giving me a look. Celestia looked like she wanted to kill me, oh wait.

“Let’s start with why I brought you all here. I am new to the whole running a country thing so I’m going to get straight to the point.” All of them seemed to lean in with every word.

“I’m going to bring the dragon kingdom back from this depression that it’s in. To do that I need support, but before I get to that. Celestia as of this moment Lot Junaar is no longer a trading partner nor an ally.” If silence was deafening then I’m Helen Keller. The surprise on all of the leaders face was worth all the trouble I put up with for this meeting. Celestia was the first to make a sound.

“W-why? King Onyx and me had a stable trade agreement.” She seemed to have a distant look in her eyes…… Wait, there’s something else. I sense Abyss magic, but I’m not using any. That can only mean one thing. Manus is here to. That one thought terrified me so much the of world leaders must have noticed. Clearing my throat as to not give them an opening.

“I also would like to put this out on the table.” I waved to Uthrun to come forward. Once at my side he unrolled a scroll and began to read.

“By the mighty word of King Artorias, all refugees suffering under racist treatment in any country are allowed sanctuary within Lot Junaar.” Uthrun gave a harsh glare to Celestia while finishing up. I also noticed that all of the other leaders were looking at her in some way that meant that they knew about the whole thing but couldn’t do anything to stop it.

“You see Celestia.” She flinched at the mention of her name.

“The whole purpose behind the declaration is to help those who suffer from your ponies. I am not saying that only ponies do of course, but they are the worst at it. You see, when I was in Canterlot a week ago. I saw and experienced something that made me think of this is the first place. Do you know what that is?” She just shook her head.

“It’s because you can’t pull your head out of your flank hole to see that your ponies aren’t all rainbows and cookies. You take their side on anything. That’s why they are so brash about it. It’s because if they get in trouble and you find out they know that you will side with them.” I stood up pushing my chair back.

“I can probably speak for all of use here and say that we have known about this for quite some time but couldn’t do anything about it. You put too much time into your ponies you don’t see everything else happening around you. You let your sister be possessed by a nightmare because you had your head shoved up your hamster hole!” By the end of my rant I could see tears in Luna’s eyes while Celestia looked like she was ready to pop my head like a balloon. All of the other leaders hung their heads in shame because they knew I was right. Without another word Luna ran out with tears free falling. Celestia started to stand up to go after her, but she would only make things worse.

“Celestia you will sit there. I will leave these guards here and if I found out you even batted an eyelash towards the exit I will take it as an act of war.” Without looking for her reaction I walked out in the hallway following the tears.

Before long I found my way to the roof of one of the towers. As the tear trial started to dry I could see the door was slightly open with some light coming through. Pushing the door open I could see that the light was coming from above me. Moving up the stairs I could hear soft weeping and it cracked my heart. At the top I could see Luna curled into a ball trembling as she let all of her emotions leak from her eyes. She kept leaning back and forth while crying. It kinda made my heart hurt a little to see her like this.

“Luna?” Hearing me startled her enough were it took her a second to recognize me. Up here near sun set her eyes look absolutely stunning. I couldn’t look away from those teal orbs. I took me a second to register that she spoke.

“I’m sorry, what did you say?”

“I said, why did you come to look for me?” From where I was she looked like a big blue fluffy puppy. I just wanted to hug her, but I am also afraid about Abyss leaking off of me again too.

“Well I can’t just have a beautiful princess run away from me in tears can I?” Her face exploded in a blush. She looked almost ready to collapse.

“I-I’m sorry you had to see me like that. That is still a touchy subject for me.”

“Don’t worry about it. It’s not as bad as seeing your only family die before your eyes.” It took her a moment to realize what I was talking about, and started to cry again too.

“I’m so sorry for that. I tried to stop her but she insisted that you were the monster that was killing ponies back at that time, but I knew it wasn’t true. When we finally captured you I thought I could get a straight answer if I talked to you, but Tia wouldn’t let anyone near you except the guards. When you stood before us that day I could tell you were mistreated by how you and your wolf looked, but alas I could do nothing when it came time for judgement. I am truly sorry for what happened.” I could feel a little bit of water in my eyes. Hurriedly wiping them away I responded.

“Yeah, I can tell. You apologize while Celestia takes pride in what she’s done. I never blamed you for Sif because Sif said that you were a good per-pony. You see, Sif and I would always stop every night to gaze up and look at the night sky. Sif would howl a lot too, it was really annoying when we had to run away from the monsters afterwards.” We both chuckle at my little joke.

“Well thank you for enjoying my night. I work hard to make sure everypony finds it special.”

“Your doing a hell of a fine job.” Damn, when did we get this close. I then noticed we were also a few inches apart. What surprised me was neither of us pulled away. In fact, we were getting closer.

“Well thank you. I try.” Closer.

“Yeah tonight’s most likely going to be pretty too. Almost like you-” I was abruptly cut off by a pair of lips slamming into mine. To say it was exhilarating is an understatement. I felt little jolts all across my body as we deepened our kiss. Her soft velvety lips pushing against my own as we tried to show our passion by the kiss.

“Ah-um” I was startled by the sudden cough. Jumping up and away from Luna I saw Uthrun standind there with a eyebrow raised,

“While it is not my place to say who the king should chose for his mistress I will say that there is a riot in the summit room. Something between Princess Celestia and King Air Ri.” I sigh as I pick Luna off the ground and hold her in my arms bridal style.

“Ok, let’s go fix this.” I start walking down the stairs making sure I wouldn’t hit anything with Luna. It was kinda hard since said Princess decided to snuggle into my chest and almost impaling me with her horn.

“Uthrun please ask the servants to prepare a room for each one of our guest and to clean my sheets in the morning.” I look down and wink at Luna.

“They’re going to be pretty dirty in the morning.”