The Bearer of The Curse was free, this much he knew but for what purpose. He has waited many years on the throne, slowly Hollowing as time went on, still he waited for another Undead to rise up and take the throne from him, a battle and his death but yet, it never came.

The Young Maiden that had opened the doors only watched him as he used the Aged Feather, taking him to the last Bonfire he rested at.

Only minutes after returning to the Bonfire, he left and headed towards the main hall with the intent of seeing the skies once more.

His sword and shield were placed on his back as he walked by a row of statues. He was near but yet his goal felt further away and turning right on a corner, he saw four young women holding the large door behind them shut with all their might.

He waited for a few minutes before the doors were smashed open, revealing a Primal Guard was to blame for this. The four women were thrown back from the blast and landed near The Bearer’s feet.

Then the tanned woman wearing an unusual hat slowly looked up until her face showed fear as she saw the eyes of The Bearer. He grunted, unable to speak and walked over the fallen maidens as he drew his sword and shield.

His sword, Greatsword of Drummond, Royal Army Captain held in his right hand as he held his Tower shield on his left. The Primal Guard dashed towards him before swinging its tusk at The Bearer but the latter dodged out of the way before grunting from exhaustion, his old frail body was hindering his fighting.

He stood up and charged at the Primal Guard before lunging at it, dropping his shield to have a more desirable effect and to his satisfaction, the sword pierced through the large guard's armor.

The beast roared in pain before slamming its back against the wall, effectively beating the man on its back but the man did not falter from his grip.

Having no choice but to end this quickly, The Bearer had casted a fire coating spell onto his blade and the effects were almost immediate.

The Primal Guard thrashed and bashed its back against the wall while his insides were being scorched. The Bearer was in pain and worse, dying slowly but he had taken more stronger and deadlier foes before.

He could hear the four young maidens yell and scream at the Primal Guard as they threw miscellaneous objects at the beast. He shook his head before increasing the intensity of the spell, creating a torrent of flames from within the beast. With one last roar, fire blasted through every orifice before the beast exploded from the fire.

The explosion sent The Bearer to wall behind him, smacking it before falling onto the floor. He heard multiple footsteps nearing him.

“Sir, are you alright?” He could barely hear one of them, the voice was as soft as an Angel’s touch. He tried to get up but in his condition, it only brought more pain.

He tried again, this time getting back up to his feet. The voices of the four women were blocked from his ears as his goal was now in sight and the light of the sun was shining bright.

He moved passed the women as they kept telling him to stay so they could help him, he was beyond being helped. As he rested his hands on the large doors, he saw the rings he wore on each of his fingers.

On his left hand, he wore the Third Dragon Ring, The Ring of Life, Chloranthy Ring and the Sun Seal.

On his right hand were, The Silvercat Ring, The Ring of Steel Protection, The Dispelling Ring and The Red Tearstone Ring. He wore these rings for battles long forgotten and never took them off for even a second.

The doors he touched now shone blue as they opened and revealed the remaining Primal Knight but The Bearer did not want to fight and took out a ring he knew would help with this situation.

The King’s Ring.

He held above his head, high enough for the Primal Guard to see and lowered its weapon before kneeling at its ruler.

Just as the Primal Guard kneeled, so did the Royal Swordsmen behind it. Signaling them to leave him be, they went back to their post except for the Primal Guard whom was ordered to protect the four Maidens inside via a mental link with the Ring.

The Beast walked past The Bearer and headed back inside to follow the order of his king. The doors closed just as the Primal Guard walked inside and with that The Bearer walked out of the shadow casted by the castle and onto the bridge leading to the mainland.

He stopped as he felt it, the light of the sun touched his dead skin. He turned to look towards the sun before praising it.

Twilight had been trying to come up with any possible theories of the man he saw and why he looked dead.

‘Could he have been trapped inside without food or water? No then he’d actually be dead.’ She thought as both Twilight and Rainbow walked back the way they came with the staff in hand.

“Twi, stop doing that.” Dash’s brought her back out of her thoughts a second time. Twilight looked towards her friend.

“Stop what?” Twilight asked. Rainbow only stared at her with a bemused look before answering.

“Over thinking. You've been been over thinking about that guy we saw, you know, the zombie.” Rainbow said. Twilight groaned once more at her friend’s claim as the doors came to view.

“I've told you before, Zombies don't exist.” Twilight said. Rainbow took this offensively.

“Come on! You saw how he looked, his skin, his walk, that guy was a zombie! What else has pure white eyes!?” Dash shouted.

“Zecora, remember. The blind Shaman that lives in the forest near Ponyville.” Twilight stated, unaffected by the shouting.

“Right.” Dash said, realizing her mistake. “But that doesn't change the fact that he is an actual zombie. What if he eats other people, start a zombie plague and doom the entire world!?” Dash said with as much exaggeration as one might think. Twilight shook her head before walking ahead.

Dash grumbled a bit before trying to catch up. While the rainbow haired friend walked beside Twilight, they started to hear familiar voices. Their friends.

Quickly running up the steps and running through the large doors, they saw the girls riding what appeared to be a large elephant like beast that stood upright and was clad head to toe in armor.

At first glance Twilight and Dash through they were in trouble before seeing their energetic friend hanging from one of the beast’s tusks.

“Girls!” Twilight yelled with a smile, seeing their friends okay. The group of four waved at the two before being picked up by the Primal Guard.

“Should I ask?” Twilight asked as she sat atop the left shoulder with her farmer friend, Applejack.

She wore an orange jacket and underneath was a white tanktop and a pair of worn out jeans. Her choice in footwear were pair of cowgirl boots. Because of the young woman’s life style, she always had a tan from being too long out in the sun.

Twilight didn't have that sort of problem, though being a shut in for almost the entirety of her childhood doesn't help but her skin doesn't get tanned so easily. An oddity yes, her cream colored skin can be difficult to have a sun burn or even a tan but she manages.

“Don't. Another one attacked us but some guy came in and..killed it, then this one showed up and started protecting us from some statues.” Applejack explained as she rubbed her temples in stress. The waited for the Giant beast to stop and let them go but what they did not expect was for it to take them to the main entrance.

The doors were locked and there were no handles but the Giant beast placed its hand on the door before it opened, letting the six girls free from the horrid castle.

They got off the Giant and walked out while Pinkie Pie waved it goodbye.

As the group walked down the bridge back to the mainland, the first thing that came to the mind of each of them was home and how badly they needed sleep.

The City of Canterlot, the crowning jewel of Equestria and home to the two immortal rulers, Celestia and Luna. Sisters by blood and spirit. Both had the skin of angels but in this case, Luna was the one with pale white skin while her older sister was busy getting a suntan.

They had taken this time off to enjoy their new pool before Twilight and her friends come back. Luna was floating on the water, enjoying the cool sensation it gave her but stood in attention as both sisters felt something awaken, something ancient and powerful like nothing they've ever felt before.

Celestia looked at her sister as she had immediately gotten out of the water.

“I'm sure you felt it as well.” Celestia said as she sat up from her lounging chair. Luna nodded and looked towards the direction it came from, seeing Drangleic castle in the distance.

“It came from the ancient castle, do you think the girls are alright?” Luna asked her older sibling as they both were dressed in their royal attire in a bright flash. Luna wore a midnight blue dress that matched her hair. Her night sky colored hair wasn't styled in anyway, saying that it was a stupid to do to one's hair and always kept it down.

Celestia, liking her sisters ideal, did the same. Her dress was as white as the clouds and sla few jewels were placed into a regalia she wore. The gem she took pride was on her necklace, legend has it that this gem will light the one for her. It was a Magenta colored Gem.

It's childish to think that a gem can help find true love but one can dream and Celestia dreams, hopes and prays that it would work.

But back to the matter at hand,Celestia and Luna headed towards the map room. This isn't a typical map room, this room held the maps of all Drangleic.

As they entered the room and locked the door behind them, they looked down onto the floor as they both casted the Key spell that switched Equestria’s map along with the floor of the room and revealed a large stone carved map of Drangleic.

They both set their gazes at the Map, seeing a small flame lit on the location of Drangleic Castle.

This proved that what they felt came from their but all they could do now is hope that whatever it was that has awoken would not threaten the lives of Equestria’s citizens.

Things Betwixt, a forest filled with unknown magic and creatures of nightmares but it was also where the Bearer began his journey and it also where The Bearer was heading.

Though the world changed, he knew where to go. He must walk through the Shaded Ruins but instead of finding the ruins, he found a city. This did not halt his trek and he continued through the city known as Manehattan.

The sounds of horns was heard behind him with the occasional shouting for him to move out of the way. The Bearer looked back and saw a metal carriage like no other. It had rubber wheels instead of wood and no horses were pulling it but questions for another time.

“Move out of the way, fuckwad!” A man said as his head poked out of the side of the vehicle. Another series of horns while the Bearer kept walking.

Then the man made the mistake of trying frighten The Bearer by driving closer, almost as if he intended to run him over but only managed to bump into The Bearer.

The Bearer snapped his gaze back to the metal carriage as the owner of the carriage repeated the same action but was halted by The Bearer.

He placed a hand on the hood before stopping the carriage from moving forward. The owner of the carriage tried to move forward, wanting to ram him for wasting his time but then the man noticed something odd, his car was being lifted up from the front.

The Bearer took hold of the bottom front of the Metal Carriage before flipping backwards onto its back, earning panicked screams from the people around him.

“What the hell was that!?”

“Did you see that!?”

“That's not physically possible!”

Ignoring the comments from the citizens, The Bearer of the Curse continued down the black road beneath him. The tall sky scrapers were now replaced with houses and small family stores.

He continued without halting and with haste as he saw the sun setting. He knew the Shaded ruins by memory and knowing that he needed to pass a forest had also helped him realize that he had left the Ruins now turned City.

The Sun was now gone, revealing the beautiful night sky. The moon soon rose up and lighted The Bearers path through the dark forest.

For what felt like hours, The Bearer began to feel the effects of the Hollowing take its toll again, further degrading the green skin causing a few chunks to fall off, revealing the bone underneath.

The Bearer was on his knees, hands keeping him off the ground as he vomited a strange black liquid he knew well. Wiping the liquid from his face, he stood up and continued his trek as his body was near its end.

He was near, he could feel the flame nearby. Speeding up, he felt the flame getting closer and closer before he found it.

The Bonfire of the Shaded Forest. The Bearer sat near the dying flame before placing his hand atop the hilt of the burnt blade before it erupted. He lowered his hand back down before sitting on the ground, resting his tired old bones while the howling of the forest continued.

Not wanting to stay hollow, he whispered the warp chant to the flame of the Bonfire before the fire emitted a large fog of smoke.

It covered the Bearer’s entire body before it vanished, taking him along as well.

Deep in the forest of the Everfree was a large tree stump home belonging to the Shaman of the forest, Zecora. Little is known about the mysterious woman but the fact of her blindness doesn't halt her potion brewing or meditations.

She has lived in the forest for almost four years and not once has she been homesick, reason being that six residents of the nearby town made living in the country much more enjoyable and energetic.

Though she had the occasional visitor asking for help, she had sensed the arrival of a long awaited being. She nodded in silence before making her way towards the door of her home and opening it.

She focused her hearing, waiting for anything to make a sound. Then she heard the sounds of flame in the distance and with a smile, she walked towards the source of the sound.

Author's Note

This is still unedited but decided to post it. I hope you're enjoying the read as much as I enjoy writing it.

Please like if you're enjoying the read, it helps me keep myself motivated to continue.