The King Awakens

by cloudymane66

Immortal Kings Hate Diplomatic Meetings

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As my dreams end, I jolt up from my deep slumber and try to regain my senses. That dream was haunting me, if it were not for the crystal heart I would have killed both the princesses. Thank the Shadows for Luna coming in and ending that haunting nightmare. Just like the good old days, just without the blood curdling nightmares and more visitations when we were too busy with our rulership. Then the realization of our little meeting had, Princess Luna knows I’m here and knows where I am. She said I was out for a least a good week, she must have waited when my mind barrier was at its weakest. I look around my surroundings and notice how small and empty this building is. Seems the station closes when a blizzard rolls around, speaking of which the weather has seemed to brighten up. The sky was crystal clear and the sun shone through the windows and vaguely through crystal walls; which was made of rose quartz. The interior temperature was nice and warm, I can tell magic was being used to keep the warmth in these parts. While it was a nice pleasant day, my mind was on darker matters. No doubt the princesses were on their way as fast as they could, possibly to end my poor existence. Princess Luna may have forgiven me but what of her sister? She was against me from the moment I courted her beloved sister, but maybe that would have been for the better. They were both immortal goddesses while I was just a lowly king who didn’t have the luxury of never dying. Our love would have ended in pain when my eventual death would strike me. Then I went and got selfish, how very unruly of me. I got the immortality I wished for, but now it feels more like a curse than a blessing. I have to live with this guilt and sins I committed for the rest of my life. Celestia tried to warn me, but my anger blinded me and I betrayed her and my love. Question is, will she forgive such crimes against humanity? As I ponder on the question I open the back door and walk outside to the crisp cold air, leaving my breath visible as I sigh. I should get ready, for if there is combat I don’t wanna be weaponless.

“Ok old man, let us see if you can still conjure up this dreadful weapon I so like to wield.” I say to myself as I hold my hands out, calling out for my dark magic. As I begin to summon my weapon of choice, black shows spiral down my arm and begin to form in the palm of my hand. I can feel the power of my magic course through my body and it felt amazing. All this pain and anger built up inside me was being used to amplify my back. The black shadows begin to form a great sword from pure shadow crystal magic. As the magic finishes forming the sword, I look at the weapon with a nostalgic feeling. The color of the blade, or lack thereof was a dark deep black. So black, no light could be reflected off the blade. It was as dark as my magic, if not even more so. The only other color on the blade was a ruby gem pommel on the end of the sword. Infused with Terra Magic, it enhanced my strength tenfold. As I was reminiscing the days of bloody battle, I was interrupted by two sisters loud flapping noises just right in front of me. As I look up, I see the the two sisters come dropping in with their wings spread afar. As I stab the sword into the frozen ground in front of me, their wings evaporate into the cool breeze of the north. We both stare at each other, me being the only one with a weapons it seems, maybe I’m the paranoid one. I look at Celestia wearing her regal white dress which was pure as the snow. Her skin was white, though not as pale as her sister's skin. Her Ethereal hair was waving majestically even with so little wind, so was her sisters. Luna was wearing the same style of gown but dark purple and glittered like the night sky she commanded. Luna had a warm, yet nervous smile as she looked at me. Her sister had a neutral feeling, old cow could never show her true emotions no matter what. As share this awkward first meeting since you now what, I decide to show my wit to the Princesses.

“Well this is awkward, I’m the only who seems to brought my battle gear to a formal event how embarrassing,” I say with a sly grin. Luna sighs as he rubs her forehead.

“Well that is a shame King Sombra, but maybe another time.” Celestia said as she looks at me with a warm smile, softening up to my wit. “Now may we head inside?”

“Yes, we shall my princesses.” I say as I walk them to the open door sit down around an open table with chairs. Luna sits across from me and smiles lovingly.

“Now, I know you’re are both wondering how I’m still alive after being destroyed for the third time. As you know I have… black discordian magic within me. It seems this magic just won’t let me die. That’s because this isn’t a blessing like your alicorn magic, it’s a damn curse. It keeps me alive no matter what, because even when the light dies out there will always be darkness.” I say as I sigh, looking at them look at me. Luna places her hand on my mind and gives me a sad look. Celestia sits there studying her and me.

“That is what we theorized, my sister and I. We had a feeling it had something to do with that accursed magic you have.” Celestia said as she sighs. “We are here to talk about another topic tough, and it has to do with you being accepted back in the world Sombra.”

“It’s true, I- we want you back Sombra, I need you back in this world. I missed you so much for all these years.” Luna said as she held tight onto my hand as she gave me a pleading look. I was surprised, but there was always a possibility with Celestia still ruling. She was the type of person who believed in second chances, maybe more when they are possessed by dark magic. “We want to show you the world, and hope this magic will not take over again, but if it does we can help you”

“My sister is right, you have a lot to catch up to, a lot can happen in 1000 years you know.” Celestia said as I started to think

“What’s the catch Celestia? This seems too good to be true after all I’ve done to my people and you two.”

“There is no catch Sombra, I was in a position like your once before. My sister and her students friends helped me. There is always a second chance my love, and you haven’t had yours yet.”

“Luna is right, I know we just got here but A carriage shall be here in a minute or so to pick us up to take us to canterlot. There will will continue talking about what we shall do, I’m sure you have a lot of questions.” Celestia said as she gets up from here chair and pushes it in.

“What about our courtship Celestia? You promised you would talk to us about our relationship.”

“All I will say about that issue is, I have learned my lesson luna,” Celestia said as she reached for the reaches the door. “As I said we will talk about this once we get to the Castle, now come my little love birds the our carriage is here.” As she walks out the out the pegasus drawn carriage lands in front of here.

“Come now love, you heard her let us catch our ride shall we.” Luna said as she and I get up and start walking to the carriage. As we stop in front of the door, Celestia is already inside the carriage wait patiently.

“You know I hate these things Luna, why can’t we just teleport like we always did back?”

“Come now my shadow, surely you would know it would bring too much attention to use,” Luna said as she put her hands on my face and faced me and pecked a chaste kiss on my lips. “Anyway we have to talk about what happened shortly after your defeat,” Luna said with a sad tone as backs up and gets inside the carriage. I follow after her sitting down on the seat and close the door, starting to feel a tinge a guilt. Did my betrayal effect in such a negative way? Did the magic somehow contaminate her mind to? As the carriage lifts off, I notice celestia is sitting across from me looking outside the window, as Luna grabs my hand and intertwines our fingers.

“What happened Luna? Does it have anything to do with my magic?” I say worryingly as I tighten my grip on her hand.

“It’s okay Sombra, this was a different kind of magic, a magic that can’t easily be uprooted once it’s grown it’s root. Let me tell you the tale of Nightmare Moon.”