Chapter 5: The World Eater.

Equis is the Prime World, the world of origin. It was from this world that all manner of life and creation came from. Many gods have fled Equis and made their own worlds to rule over and guide their own races of beings. However, some gods just love to destroy and rule.

Soul Scatter, describng the relation of Equis to other worlds in his book, The Unknown Worlds.

“You are late,” Trixie said as Fluttershy landed in front of her and the temple.

“Sorry, I had a guard to take care of,” Fluttershy replied.

The two entered the temple.

Fluttershy’s jaw dropped when she saw the architecture. It wasn’t the prettiest style in the world, but it did invoke the ancient and powerful aura that seemed to surround the place.

“So… you need my help in killing an undead monster?”

“Precisely. I have been discovering the secrets to this temple for a while now, and the only secret left is the one the dragon priest guards. I need to take his knife, and use it in the main chamber. Unfortunately, the dragon priest slumbers in that very room.”

Fluttershy sighed, “then let’s make this quick.”

Trixie nodded and led her to a set of double doors. She opened them and they walked into a Hall of Stories.

The walls of the hall were covered with stone-carved murals depicting various legends about mortals and dragons. Some were fighting, others were worshipping.

They went to the end of the hall. At the end was three stone rings with the animals (owl, dragon, whale,) on them and a claw print in the middle of the three rings.

Trixie opened her journal and began to shift the rings in the correct order of dragon,owl, dragon. She then took off her hat and pulled from the hat a Tamrielic glass claw. She inserted the claw and turned it in the key hole,causing the thousand year old puzzle to sink into the floor, revealing the main chamber.

The two carefully trotted inside of the main chamber.

The main chamber was spacious, big enough to contain three fully grown dragons while flying and a force of three hundred soldiers. To the farthest side was a Word Wall, ancient stone monuments of draconic origins. Twenty feet from that was a stone sarcophagus, a sarcophagus that Trixie knew had the undead priest in there.

Trixie stood on her hind legs and conjured a Bound Sword. Fluttershy and Trixie slowly approached the sarcophagus, expecting the worst.

The worst is what they got.

The sarcophagus lid flew off, and the dragon priest emerged.

It was floating in the air, and it said something in Dovahzul, something Trixie translated as, “foolish mortals, I will rip out your filthy little innards!”

The dragon priest sent a stream of fire at Trixie, who conjured a ward to block the magic fire. Fluttershy spread her wings and launched herself at the priest, shrieking for blood. She tackled the priest and they both slammed onto the ground. The dragon priest drew his knife and stabbed Fluttershy in the throat, causing blood to surge forth like popped water balloon. Fluttershy staggered back, trying to pry the knife from her throat. The dragon priest readied a fireball spell when he was hit with a lightning bolt that fried half of his face underneath his mask, and blown him into the Word Wall. The wall wasn’t damaged, but the priest was less than happy.

The priest turned, his mask making no emotion and was smoking as he launched the fireball spell at Trixie.

Trixie threw up a ward spell to try to protect herself, but the fireball destroyed the ward and Trixie was thrown from the resulting explosion. Trixie landed and struggled to get up due to the various burns the fireball inflicted on her. If the ward she conjured didn’t tank the fireball, Trixie would have died.

Fluttershy finally managed to pry the knife from her flesh, and struggled to keep her blood inside her body, meaning she was down and out.

Trixie then spoke an incantation and summoned a storm atronach, a daedra that had its floating stone body held together by lightning. The summoned atronach began sending lightning bolts at the dragon priest. The dragon priest was conjuring a spell that Trixie needed to stop, one that would turn the storm atronach on her.

“Oh no you don’t!” Trixie cried as she sent a lightning bolt that blasted the priest. The priest staggered, and summoned a bound sword to his hoof.

Trixie could feel that she needed to stop casting spells. The magic of Alduin’s world could not be cast infinitely like Equestrian magics, and the wielder needed to let their magic rest for a minute before casting again. The good news is that lightning spells drain other beings of magic. The priest was low on magic from the lightning bolt so he used the last of his magic to summon a bound sword. Trixie galloped at the priest, while the storm atronach continued to pelt the priest with lightning.

The priest was getting weaker, but still managed to block Trixie’s sword slash.

Trixie dodged a swipe from the priest and parried another blow. The priest went for another slash, aimed at Trixie’s head. Trixie side-trotted and lunged with all her might at the priest.

She sunk the blade into the chest of the priest, all the way up to the handle. Old, disgusting blood spurted from the wound and splattered all over Trixie’s face. Trixie wanted to gag.

The priest looked at Trixie, and she at him, until the priest was blasted off her bound sword by the storm atronach’s lightning bolt.

Trixie turned to the atronach, “you could of hit me with that!”

The atronach said nothing, and disappeared.

Trixie galloped over to Fluttershy, and tossed he a healing potion. Fluttershy nodded and began to drink it. Soon, her neck wound was a bitter memory.

Trixie picked up the blood-drenched knife with her hoof. It was the ancient dragon priest dagger she needed to summon Alduin.

Trixie turned to the corpse of the dragon priest. She trotted over and pulled the mask off. She wiped the nasty, thousand-year-old blood off and put it on.

Immediately, power from the mask surged into every fiber of her being. She felt it amplify her magic abilities, making her magic greater than Twilight’s, or with more practice, equal to the two princesses. Trixie also picked up the dragon priest’s staff of sparks.

Trixie got out the salts and some chalk. It was time to summon the World Eater.

Trixie opened her journal and began drawing symbols on the floor. She copied the layout of the ritual circle that she designed for the purpose of pulling a god from another world over to hers. It would require more powerful and dark magic to pull that off. It is why killing the priest was important, because the mask and knife could amplify the magic “pool” that Trixie had inside her. That, and all the time she spent in this temple to perfect her magic and to understand the power of Dovahzul. All this training, all this time, was spent for this moment.

Fluttershy asked, “what are you doing?”

Trixie didn’t respond.

“Trixie, I know you heard me.”

Trixie sighed. She turned and said, “I am summoning a god, a god known as the World Eater.”

Fluttershy’s eyes widened in horror, “THE WORLD EATER?! A god that has that name should not be summoned at all! Stop it, stop trying to summon this evil!”

Trixie’s voice echoed from the mask, “No.”

Fluttershy growled and said, “then I will!”

Fluttershy bucked Trixie off her hooves. Trixie landed on the ground and quickly tried to get up, but was pinned by Fluttershy.

Her crimson eyes glowed as she said, “I won’t kill you, but I will incapacitate you.”

Fluttershy sank her fangs in Trixie’s neck.

Trixie struggled and thrashed, desperately trying to throw the vampire pony off her. She could feel herself going in and out of consciousness, and her blood running down her throat as Fluttershy failed to drink the spilling contents of Trixie’s neck.

Trixie managed to get one of her front hooves free and began chanting as fast as she could.

Trixie yelled, “get the fuck off of me!” And unleashed the spell.

It caused an explosion of light and flame that blew Fluttershy off of Trixie. Fluttershy was burned in many ways more than once. Fluttershy weakly got up, her streanght threatening to evaporate.

Trixie managed to get up on all fours, and said as she charged another spell, “that was known as Vampire’s Bane. A spell meant to kill any undead.”

Fluttershy growled, and said, “Celestia will hear of this.”

“No, she won’t,” Trixie countered, “All it will take is Shining Armor and Candace to say something about vampire killings to Celestia and they will put two and two together. They may not know who the killer is, but they will see you, and they will hunt you down.”

Fluttershy yelled, “curse you!” and she gallopped as fast as her third degree burns allowed her to. She got out of the main chamber and out of the temple.

Trixie turned weakly towards the ritual circle. She was very weak from blood loss.

Trixie staggered to the circle, her blood dripping to the ground. She allowed her blood to fall in the circle, making it glow red. She fell over, and got up again. Her steps were shaky, her breath was fast. She was fading in and out.

Trixie scattered the purified fire, frost, and storm salts in the circle and began to chant in Dovahzul. She struggled to speak, but she persisted. She had to complete this ritual, she had to summon salvation to Equestria, she had to!

The temple began to quake, a mighty roar echoed from the ritual circle, the words on the Word Wall began to glow.

Trixie could feel a huge magical shift in the “magic flows” of Equis. Whatever Alduin’s level of power was, it was affecting the whole world.

Then, with a mighty ear-bursting roar, the World Eater climbed out of the ritual circle.

He had massive spikes all over him, adorning his black scales that can shrug off any attack, may it be physical or magical. His eyes were the eyes that made anypony cower in fear. He radiated power, power that could bring Equis to its knees. He shook the ground with each mighty step and spoke with a voice so powerful, he could quite literally shout you apart.

“WHO DARES CALL ME LIKE A FILTHY MUTT?!

The dragon paused, then slowly fixed his terror inspiring eyes on Trixie, and Trixie had to keep herself from not running away in terror, or shitting herself on the spot. She took off the mask, and prepared herself for the afterlife.

The dragon spoke again, “Tell me your name, before I kill you.”

I-I’m… Trixie. I summoned you to help E-Equis.”

“Zu'u Alduin. Zok sahrot do naan ko Lein!" the dragon said, “tell me, can you even understand that?! If you can’t, then you will die for daring to summon me like a common dog!”

His jaws opened, and Trixie could see fire starting to form.

“Wait!” Trixie yelled, “ you said: ‘I am Alduin. Most mighty of any in the World!’”

Alduin’s eyes narrowed. He closed his jaws and said, “why did you summon me, mortal?”

"I summoned you so you can help me defeat a threat to this world. Only I have discovered it. It will strike when all the major kingdoms of Equestria go to war. I need you to destroy it."

“Why should I help your pathetic dungheap your races calls a world?” Alduin asked rather menacingly.

“Because, I offer to resurrect the Dragon Cult. I have delved into the history of the cult, and found that it worked and maintained peace in Atmora, but not Tamriel. So, I think that the way to peace is the Atmoran Dragon Cult. If you can help me, then imagine this temple with worshippers, with tributes and the faithful. Imagine taking Equis for yourself and ruling it with your kin. I know you have the power to expel the other gods from this world, so it is possible to do this.”

Alduin replied, “you said Equis? Am I in the Prime World?”

Trixie nodded, “indeed you are. I heard from the ancient texts in the royal library that gods native to here and from other worlds constantly try to make this world theirs. But, if you help me, I will make this world yours.”

Alduin was silent, then asked, “why do you want this? Mortals in Nirn would never want me to rule after the Dragon War. What are you really trying to do?”

“I want peace. I want pure and uninterupted peace for all of Equestria. Help me, and I will be your faithful servant, your faithful priest.”

Trixie bowed before the dragon-god.

Alduin spoke, “very well. Is this what you really want, mortal?”

“With every fibre of my being.”

Alduin slammed his tail into the ground causing a small earthquake. He said, “I name you Sahvot! From now on, you answer only to that name. You pledged yourself to me, and only to me shall you answer.”

The dragon priest mask glowed, showing a Dovahzul inscription of Sahvot inside it.

The mask was hers.

Alduin looked at her as she put on the mask.

“We have work to do.”

(&фф&)

Applejack marched with her soldiers, ready to fight in the next battle. This battle was to be different, because she is fighting against former allies.

Applejack looked at her Darksaber hilt.

“Applejack, I have a favor to ask you.”

Applejack looked ahead, then to her side, to see if a certain prince was still there.

Ryoma frowned, "is everything alright?"

Applejack nodded. With Ryoma at her side, she continued leading her army to a battle that would change Equestria forever.

But little did she know that she was being followed.

Cernunnos observed from a cliff with trees on it, as he sharpened his arrowheads. Next to him was Lurtz’s shade, now a mindless ghost/revenant that will follow Cernunnos’s every comand.

Cenunnos's eye sockets glowed a vibrant red as he said, “Let the hunt begin.”

Author's Note

You didn't think I'd kill Lurtz off thateasily, did you? Stay tuned for the first major battle.

Bonis points for knowing the meaning of Trixie's new name, (or alias.) might find the answer on thuum.org translator
Hint: obviously, do dovahzul to english.