HehHehHeh ,So you want to hear a story, Eh? Well, Once upon a time- Oh, not that kind of story?... Ah. What you want is a legend. Very well then, gather round children...

Legend tells of a lost civilization, deep in the heart of what is now the Badlands, once known as Elysium. It is said that the nation was just a city-state but was so immensely advanced, that it's technology and magic could make it shine like a beacon in the shadows of the night. It was ruled by a being only known by one name, Blackburn. But with this one name, came hundreds of titles. Blackburn: Lord of Elysium, Blackburn: Slayer of the Elder Dragon Tiber, Blackburn the Wise, Blackburn the Mad, The list could go on for miles.

But even with those titles, the rest of the world, save for Equestria, had one thought in their mind. Conquest. They all strived to take Elysium for the technology it possessed. They had all prepared their armies for the attack. One million of the finest soldiers of all the nations were positioned to charge the city, to steal and pillage anything they could... And then they attacked.

To say it was a massacre would be putting it lightly. Few were able to flee the battlefield and even less kept their sanity. There was always a constant between their accounts, wheather it was in the most detailed reports of the sane or the mad ramblings of the others. The terrifying blue eyes of Blackburns' armies...

Of course, their home nations started asking questions to the City-state, wondering if some of those rumors might have been more. But they received nothing. No response, no caravans, nothing but silence from the City. Messagers came back asking if the location given to them was correct, stating that there was nothing but abandoned buildings and strange statues.

Soon after, something unheard of before happened. Information of Elysium was purged from almost all records. Trade routes, literature from Elysium, medical practices, everything gone. Some things were recreated, but with the others taking credit.

But not everything was gone. Books describing the City, songs praising it, dozens of things could be found. Even now, there are some things out there with Elysium as its inspiration, scattered throughout the world. And eventually, it became nothing but a myth. A romur to be said from treasure hunters and madmen... And no one knows who was responsible.

But this was more then a legend, My children. Elysium is waiting for him to awaken. The one in black.

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Blackburn POV: Present
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It was cold and dark, I had no clue how long I had been there. I stopped counting after year 419, even though I'm sure my count was off. It's near impossible to tell time without some way to see the moon. "Luna..." The name brought memories of a long time past. Mostly of pranks and jokes.

But anyway. I was stuck there for a very long time. Left me time to think. Mostly about how I ended up here.

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1503 years ago
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It was just another regular day... For me at least. I was gasping for air and tearing my room apart. "Inhaler. Inhaler. Where the fuck is it?!" Yep, just another day. As you can tell, I wasn't doing too well. It was then that I saw the faintest hint of dark blue and cyan poking from under the box spring to my bed.

I quickly snached it from the floor and took two or three puffs. "Oh shit. *gasp* That was close..." Yep, asthma's a bitch. Why am I telling you this? Dunno, just thought it would be an interesting place to start. So before my asthma attack, I was sitting at my desk playing a game online. Now it wasn't a normal game like an FPS or a Platformer, more like a text base nation simulator. If you're interested later, The name was 'NationStates'. Now I'm not gonna bore you with explaining how it works, just know that you get 'Issues' to solve and how you answer affects your nation... Or at least, it should.

Now after my asthma attack, I was reading a strange issue that popped up at random. I already answered the morning and afternoon ones, which is why this caught me off guard. Usually I only get two a day, but today I had three. The title only said 'A Simple Choice [Easter Egg?]'. "Strange... I thought. "Ah well. More awards for me."

The issue read as such: "A strange man enters your office offering a choice of three gifts. He says you can only take one." If that wasn't weird enough, these were the choices:
1) A small ring with what appers to be your birth stone that glows.
2) A large wooden box that has "Golem Kit" engraved on the top.
3) A decently sized ornate knife with the image of an eclipse in the handle. Also glowing.

Now personally I would have chosen the ring because Peridot is an awesome birth stone, but for some reason the Golem Kit had my interest. Because it was part of an easter egg, I was almost certain this choice would make something ridiculous happen. Boy, was I fucking right for once. Soon after I made my choice, I had an e-mail from NationStates with the subject being 'Good Choice'. When I opened the e-mail, all it said was, "Have Fun for me, eh? -Mr. M"

"Well that seems odd." I said out loud. A little bit afterwards I felt tired and was getting a headache. If I had known what would happen next... Ah screw it, I would have still done the same shit. Before I even touched my bed, I was out like a light. Right after everything went dark, the words "Have Fun for me, eh?" echoed in my mind.

Only one thought passed by my head, "I swear, If this is some shitty fan-fiction."

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Present
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Now to say I was pissed when I woke up was an understament, but more on that later...

Someone was outside my actidental prison, I could hear them. "SOMEONE'S OUTSIDE?! FINALLY! Took them bloody long enough! Geez, I wasn't even far from the city! I've been trapped in this bunker for years... Okay, time to plan. When I get out first things first, Ice Scream Bar if it's still there. Love that place. Next, um... New golem designs, yeah. Then... Shower. I must smell horrible."

My thoughts were still active with excitement. "So who's it going to be? One of my Excavator Golems or maybe it's gonna be some youngling just messing around and exploring. Either way, someone is gonna have a holiday named after them. Yes, move all those rocks and just you wa-"

I stopped mid thought "Why is there a changeling here?"

Author's Note

First story ever. WOOOO!!!!!!!!!!

Since this is my first time writing a story, any advice on how to get better would be appreciated .