Chapter 1: Born of a Virgin God
The Creator looked upon it. The Green and Blue orb he created. Equus. It was one of his most beautiful world he has ever crafted. He wanted to reach out and hold it but alas he could not. He created a rule. He could not interfere with the lives of the being on the world. They are his children but he couldn't hold them. He could only watch them from a distance. 1000 years ago Nightmare moon, Discord, Sombra, And Tirek were stopped and imprisoned one way or another. But the Elements of Harmony waned and turned to stone when Celesetia lost her connection to them. He knew that wouldn't be good. But when Nightmare moon was released from her prison on the moon the Elements were freed from their stone prison and used again to purge the Nightmare from Luna.
The creator cheered that day along with the ponies. Discord was freed but again was sealed away. The creator cheered again. But when Discord was freed and was turned to the side of Good the Creator cheered louder then he ever had. He loved seeing his children change their ways. That's what a good parent would do after all. When Sombra was freed and was killed the creator wept seeing Sombra who was such a good soul during his reign before he fell to Dark magic murdered by the same relic he wished to claim for himself. And after seeing the Elements sealed away into the tree it left the world helpless.
The creator pondered for several days on what to do. He realized something. He must help them. But how? He made the rule. He could not interfere. But then he smiled. HE couldn't but what if he created something that could? He had to release something that would help Equus in the long run. He didn't like seeing his children die but it would be a worthy sacrifice after all. The creator formed a hand from his non-physical form and a part of him separated from him. HIs anger and Vengeance.
The being had three rules. First he could not Harm innocents. Second he would Avenge people who were wronged one way or another. Third the being could not break any of the rules under any circumstances. The creator gave the creature a mortal body. Should he perish the creator would take three days to recreate him. The being was almost ready. The being stood. His face hidden by Dark smoke. But two red glaring eyes could be seen from inside of his hood. The hood seemed to be made of skin itself and seemed tattered. The creature then was given Arms, hands and legs. The creator blessed the being with several blessing of other races. The hands and stature of a minotaur. The magic of a unicorn. The ruthlessness of a Griffin. The Strength and endurance of a Dragon. The creature was neither divine nor demonic. It stood in a mortal body with the strengths of Equus's life. The being knew his mission. He was given a voice to speak.
The creator spoke for the first time since he created Equus. "Let there be life given to you."
Life flowed inside of the Being as his eyes flashed to life. It looked at its creator
"You know your mission my Creation"
"Yes I do Father."
The being looked at Equus and reached his hand out to it being taken to it. The being landed with a loud boom inside of a forest known as 'Everfree'. The being scoffed
"The irony of that name is too much Father. Father?"
The being then realized. His Father could only watch him. No longer able to speak to him or listen to him. He was on his own. The being pondered for a moment and decided on a name. He would call himself Wrath. He was the creators anger afterall. Wrath then looked around and started to walk towards a town called Ponyville. Vengeance was given the creators knowledge of the world but not its inhabitants. He was to learn from them. Why he was never told.
Wrath walked through he forest. The animals seemed to avoid him seeing him as a creature of pure Rage instead of a meal. Wrath looked upon his hand and gripped it tightly as he reached the Everfree border. He walked out and approached the town seeing its colorful denizens he walked towards one but the pony merely screamed and ran away with their small child. The rest of the town ran away and hundreds of locks could be heard all at once. Wrath frowned under the smoke. Why did the ponies run? Wrath then turned his head seeing 6 ponies. Two of the Ground. Two of the air. One of Magic. And one of all three.
"Hello." Wraith said simply waving at the six ponies.
Wrath saw each reaction was different. The white one of magic fainted into a chair that seemingly appeared from nowhere. The Orange one of earth fell into a stance like she was ready to charge. The pink one seemingly smiled and started to hop up and down. The yellow one of air looked at him shyly with a curiuis eye. The purple pony pondered at the situation and put a hoof to her chin contemplating something. The Blue one of air was gone. Wrath looked around but felt something hit his back. His face fell to the ground with a large oof as he felt something on top of himself.
"I got him!" The blue one said striking a pose.
Wrath merely growled and caused a small shockwave to blast the blue one off of him sending her up a foot. Ultimately however the blue one wasn't hurt.
"Do not hit me Again Blue one. You shall regret it"
Wrath narrowed his eyes at the blue one
"Sorry if Rainbow Dash was a bit harsh." A voice caught Wrath's attention as he looked at the Purple pony "My name is Twilight Sparkle. That was Rainbow dash."
THe purple pony proceeded to name off her friends. The orange one was applejack. The pink one Pinkie Pie. The blue one RAinbow Dash. The yellow one Fluttershy. And the white one was Rarity.
"Now who are you?"
Wrath sat down and inhaled "I am Vengeance and Wrath. I go by Wrath. It suits me. I am the Creators Vengance and Wrath given a physical form on your world."
Twilight merley stared at him as a large chariot lands next to the ponies
"Princess Celestia!" Twilight exclaimed as the five concuis ponies bowed to the solar Monarch.
"Now who are you Creature?" The large White pony asked
"Call me Wrath. Princess."
Wrath sensed her coming from a long distance. She reeked of Good deeds but he sensed a hidden darkness inside of her. He could tell she sinned but she did good. He would watch her
"Now lets talk 'Wrath'"