Can Sins Be Forgiven?

by Commander Shadowblade

Rating: teen
Tags: Comedy, Adventure, Tragedy, Dark, Human, Romance
Length: 1897

Can sins be forgiven? No matter what you have done in the past. Can you forgive yourself for them? The answer to that is a mystery.

"I was a tyrant who brought nothing but pain and misery upon my home world Terra, and for the last 487 years I have waged war against humanity because I was a fool to listen to the darkness within my heart, to allow him to take control. Even in death I can't be forgiven for my mistake. I would have been better off rotting in hell but even fate shows no mercy to my miserably life. Even now in a new world in a new body I can never forgive myself and I fear what the others of this world might think of me. I just hope they can see past my sins but I doubt that… Who would forgive me for my sins?"

Hello everypony This is the Commander and I would like to introduce you to the new and improved Can Sins Be Forgiven? With a new storyline and new characters. I intend to not fail you with this new one guys. Please leave comments it helps me if you guys give me your opinion on what I should fix or add. Also it might be sloppy for a little while until I find a new editor or when my old one comes back so forgive me for that.
Takes place during Season Two

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-07-21 02:50:02 UTC

Chapter One

Fall of an Emperor

Two sisters and their eldest brother are locked in a magic battle that could decide the fate of mankind. Emperor Dagon's power was overwhelming his two sisters combined powers and was winning. He was pleased with how powerful he had become over the past centuries even with the help of the Amethyst stone they were two weak to stop him. No one could beat him and soon the whole universe would be his playground.

"I told you sisters that you had no chance at defeating me." He said as he increased his magic beam and began pushing his opponent's back. "NOW YOU DIE!!!"

"Brother please this isn't you fight the evil within you please." His sister begged but he enjoyed their misery it was liberating to him.

"SAY GOOD BYE!!!" He said as his magic beam was reaching closer to his sister's and he just kept laughing as he was about to finally after so many centuries , his victory had finally come or so he thought. "Hahahahahahahahaha huh?" A bright beam of light struck his leg causing excruciating pain, weakening him. Above him floating in mid air was one of his foes thought to be dead. All he could say was. "JOSHUA!!!!" He said as he used one of his hands that was maintaining his attack to fire it at Joshua but that was his mistake.

"FORGIVE US BROTHER!!!!!" His sister's took advantage of the situation and pushed his attack back. The emperor tried to push back but was unable to and was caught in their attack.

"NO THIS CAN'T BE!!!!" His body soon began to incinerate soon the evil within was disappearing and the last thing he saw was his sister’s cry. But the evil was still strong enough to send one final message. “I’LL BE BACK AAAAAHHHH!!!” and with that said he was gone.

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It was dark, cold, and lonely but one thing was for sure he was finally free from Him the evil that corrupted his heart and took everything from him but something was off. The former emperor couldn’t put his finger on it but for some reason he felt like he wasn’t alone. He was wondering where he was until he heard a beautiful humming coming from a small light filling the dark void which he was in.

“Where am I?” Was the only thing he could ask.

“Safe from harm warrior for I have summoned you here in my realm.” The calm angelic voice said as it kept humming

“Who are you?”

“A friend. I am here to give you a chance to redeem yourself for your past sins Dagon.”

“No don’t call me that. It’s a name that I made for myself when I was an emperor and I never want to hear it again.”

“Then what shall I call you? I do like addressing people by their names.”

“I don’t even remember my name before I became the emperor. But I would like to be addressed as…..Draco Vadam.

“Well then Draco I am giving you a chance at life in a new world. For I fear a great evil is returning to seek vengeance on their world. I need you to stop it before it’s too late.”

“Forgive me whoever you are? but I believe you have the wrong person for this job. I’m no hero and after all the things I’ve done in the past I just couldn’t live with myself that I caused so much destruction and misery.”

“Yes it’s a lot to bare but I’m afraid that if you keep it all bottled up so to speak it will only get worse from here.” The voice said. Draco only remained in silence, pondering whether he should accept or not.

“Why me?” He asked.

“You see you are the only one who’s qualified to carry out this task. You’re not the only one who’s refused this offer. But I fear that I won’t find anyone quite like you.”

“Can you at least tell me where I am going?”

“Well why not you will forget this conversation anyway. You are going to a peaceful world known as Equestria.” The voice said with a chuckle.

“WHAT? THEN WHAT’S THE POINT TELLING ME ALL OF THIS IF I’M GOING TO FORGET EVER HAVING THIS CONVERSATION?!!! He said with rage. Seriously what was the point of this anyway.

“As much as I want to tell you I can’t. You will be given a new body to match the power you control. I will also provide you with a sword. Is there anything else you need?” The voice asked.

“Is it possible for you to give me a cloak? So I can remain hidden in the shadows.”

“I don’t see why not. Anything else?”

“No it’s just that I will live again. But what if it happens again, the evil within me returns to cause war a destruction again on this Equestria.”

“I can assure you that this world is peaceful and I wouldn’t worry about that hehehehehehe You’ll make friends and they’ll help you through this. I want you to be strong and forgive yourself for your sins.”

“It won’t be that easy. How could I forgive myself for killing 2 billion people. I doubt this world would accept me for who I am and what I’ve done in the past.”

“Trust me as long as you follow your heart and stay truthful they will forgive you for what you have done.” That was last thing the voice said before Draco passed out.

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Never in all of his life had he felt such pain in all his life beside from his death. He could only see darkness again as he tried to open his eyes and what he saw was the beautiful blue sky, he blinked a few times just to make sure it was real. He had a hard time getting up for he couldn’t feel his hands or feet as if they were cut off. He took a look at where his hand was but was only saw a hoof, he was shocked to see that his hands were gone and were replaced with hooves. He once again tried to stand but fell down again. He also found that he had wings.

He started to get angry that he was so weak and couldn't even stand up or figure out why he was a horse in the first place, none of this made any sense. He tried again ignoring the pain as he stood up. "Why is it so damn difficult to stand." He thought to himself. After many attempts he finally stood up. “Okay I just need to take it one step at a time and find out what the hell happened to me.” He said as he started walking (or trotting so to speak) he was getting use to it as he looked at his surroundings trying to recognize anything but all he saw was trees.

As he tried to figure out how he would walk on four legs (which was surprisingly difficult), he noticed a small pond nearby. Deciding that he would take a good look at himself, he carefully, and awkwardly, walked towards it.

The face that returned his gaze from the surface of the pond was both odd and...disturbingly familiar. It had obvious horse features, but they appeared to be toned down to humanoid facial standards, if the dumbfounded expression it wore was any indication. He had a black fur coat with a white mane and tail with a horn on his head which he tapped it a few times. But what shocked him the most was that he was alive and now a horse.

“Great just great. Oh thank you celestial light for everything. How could I ever repay you.” He said sarcastically to himself.

“Bah! I don't have time for this!” he suddenly scolded to himself. Having thought this through, he started running (or, galloping), with far more success this time. Feeling a small amount of relief after this small personal victory He felt good until he heard a loud scream.

“AAAAAHHHH!!!!”

Soon he galloped off to the source of those screams. He was surprised that he was able to run now. When he finally reached the source of those screams what he saw surprised him. He saw three little fillies a yellow one with a red bow and a red mane and tail, a white filly with purple and pink mane and tail, and an orange filly with a purple mane and tail, surrounded by a bunch of wolves made of wood.

This image before him was so unbelievable, that he nearly stopped. But, he somehow managed to get a hold of his uncontrolled chain of thoughts, and quickly charged towards the unusual wolves. One thing was for sure. “I can’t believe I’m doing something this stupid. I should have planned this out.”

When he slammed his body against the closest wolf, he noticed that they didn't just look as if though they were made of wood, they felt like they were made of wood. Nonetheless, he struck the wolf with enough force to hurl its body right into the wolf next to it.

With two of the pack out of the way for a moment he stood protectively in front of the little ones and called out towards them: “I want you three to stay close to me!”, after which he returned his attention to the wolves.

“Listen you three I’m going to charge at them and when I do I want you to run. I Don’t want you stop just keep running and get help. Do you understand.” Soon a yellow filly with a red bow stepped up with a concerning face.

“But what about you mister?”

“You don’t need to worry about me. I’ll be fine.” To be honest he wasn’t sure he’d make out of this in one piece but he didn’t want them to little ones to worry. “On my mark you start running.” The Wolves started to close in on them. The one on the right snarled and jumped at them. Taking the opportunity he rammed into it forcing it back into a tree while telling the three fillies to leave. “NOW!!!”

“We’ll come back with some help.”  the white filly said she ran off. One of the wolves tried to pursuit them but Draco was fast and was able to tackle the wooden wolf to the ground and started beating it with his hoof but one of them jumped on his back and bit his neck and clawed his back. “AHHH DAMN YOU!!!!” He roared with rage as he slammed the wolf into the ground. Shattering it to splinters. It frightened the two remaining wolves they retreated back into the forest. “That’s right run you mongrels!!!!”

“I...thought….I told you three….to go and….get help.” He looked at a bush to see the same three fillies from before.

“We were….scared.” The white filly said. All he did was just sighed.

“What are your names?” He asked.

“I’m Applebloom.” She said with a cheery voice.

“My name is Sweetiebelle.

“And I’m Scootaloo.”

“Interesting names. I suggest….you..get out of….here while you still….can.” He turned to walk off into the woods. But only passed out. The last thing he heard was.

“Sweetiebelle go get help now.

End of Chapter one.