Author's Note

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Prequel

Sometimes, the medium between Light and Darkness is a barrier that is clear; other times it is blurry from perspective. ~John Michaels

It was multiple years ago when a couple was found killed by manticores in the EverFree, their young colt went missing. No proof was found to his whereabouts, and eventually he was forgotten by society. This is the story of the soul survivor of something much more deadly than the "Manticore" that supposedly killed his parents. This is the story of Shadow, The Darkness Incarnate....

Shadow woke up and stretched, using his magic to turn over the younger pony beside him, "Come on Dusk, get your butt up".
As he picked up the filly she started muttering something quietly, and incomprehensible.

"What did you say?" Shadow frowned and put on a fake Scary face as he spoke.
Dusk rolled over in his grip and stuck her head out of the blankets, "Why do I have to wake uuupppp, I'm tireeedddd", she whined while trying to go back to sleep even as Shadow shook her.
Suddenly Shadow smirked and picked her up by her tail alone, letting her dangle around four feet off the ground upside down, "Are you sure about that?"
Dusk broke his grip with her horn and dropped to the floor, "I'll get up if you tell the story of how you became the Darkness Incarnate".
Shad frowned but sat Dusk up, "It's only a deal if you cook breakfast when I'm done".
Dusk smiled sleepily and nodded, "Deal". She lay her head against the blanket and waved her hooves towards him, "Now start!"
Shadow nodded and started, "I was a young colt, it was probably around fourty cycles ago..."
As Shadow spoke the room seemed to fade, and instead they now stood in the EverFree. A stallion and mare were walking, a young colt on the fathers back, "It happened so fast....."
Suddenly a figure darted out of a bush, a pony in a sense though its shattered mind would claim otherwise.
"It might have once been a pony, but now it was a monster". The monster struck at the stallion, a knife slicing multiple deep wounds into his body.
"Next it went after Mom, there was never any chance" The monster struck the mare, and an audible crack was heard from her neck.
"I did the only thing that came to mind, I hid" The young colt seemed to fade into darkness as it was happening, and the monster seemed to not notice his presence.
"After this was the beginning of my life, and my chance to be someone else, though I didn't make the best choices for sure..."
The images flash through multiple sequences from the young colt all through his life, but spin to focus on a colt hood memory before starting....