Spire of Sorrowby Muei-TouChaptersSection OneSection One Point TwoSection TwoSection Two Point TwoSection ThreeSection OneAuthor's Note Yellow sentences are Celestia. Normal black sentences are Raka. Anyway a first chapter I felt like typing out and probably the only one also. Might go forward with it or not, time will tell. Section One I remember when my enemy was having to wake up in the morning... I remember when working long hours on end to just make ends meet; now its facing a whole damnation of color pastel horse's!!! I never wanted to be the bad guy who had to threaten, kill, or harm people to make sure I could see the light of day. Survival was all it came down to. I never did understand the meaning of quotes stating when your at your weakest moment you either chose to stay and fight or flee with your tail between your legs when things became to much until that one day in my pitiful life it came down to it. And that's when it hit me like a freight train from hell...."Are you going to lay there, swollen and blood in your mouth or you going to stand up and go spill theirs?," That was the day where the pussy cat became the mighty lion and you know what I never felt more alive of course in the moment I didn't quite recall how I killed that guard with my bare hands... it just happened so fast. Yet the feeling I felt was the best thing I've felt in years where the pitiful existence of the person who I was would have just sat there and taken it without fighting back finally opened his eyes and seen the world in another light. It was also marked as the day I became the "Monster." I killed twenty-three trained Solis veterans from the Sun bitches royal guard branch that day before I was brought down by the Solis bitch herself, I remember permanently having the shit eating crazed smile with the laughing gig going along with it. Something in me just snapped like never before was it all that bullshit stuff I bottled up through my life and finally the beatings, torturing, and loneliness was the last straw I needed for me to welcome in my other self I've locked away since his personality was that of a killer. No matter the cause I am graceful for the change. Without him I would have lived a miserable life of being a sick puppet concluded to wasting my days being harmed and molested until I either took my life or lived out my days until I just decided to never wake up to face the world again. After that so called event which was never spoken of again I remember being dragged down by the bitch through the castle heading toward the dungeons underneath the castle to be tossed away in a special cell she prepped within a matter of minutes after capturing me. She told me that I would be locked away in the deepest part of the dungeon while being guarded by stone golems twenty-four/Seven for entity until I die, be feed mere scraps of food and water every week in a half, and shackled to the wall with magical electric shackles that will sent 0.05 volts through my body if I tempered with them in anyway. She then finally turned around and looked me in the eye. "I let you off easy before Dear Raka, but now you decided to spin the fatal cog of death. You know I would have killed you the moment I lied my eyes on you outside on the field, but I decided not to since I had a more brighter idea in mind of how you could repay your crimes for killing my high ranking guards and that's with you rotting away in the cell I pacifically made. Oh, how I wish you would have just stayed on your knees and sucked like a good little pet, but no you decided to rebel against your master. How spitefully disgusting, You know I'm going to miss our little get togethers were I would rut you senseless until you passed out." Lost in thought "Well I guess good things never last forever just keep in mind Raka you were the best play thing I've ever had so far in my many years I'll be sure to cherish our memories we had to together. licking her lips she placed her hoof on Raka's cheek and swiftly pressed her moist lips upon his and pieced her tongue within his mouth moaning loudly enjoying every second of it before she felt a piercing pain below her chest. Quietly giggle's under her breath. I see you still have a little fight left in you Raka, but sadly I'm not going to play along with your game and you put a dampener on my mood. So know this is good bye." I quickly felt the magic hold she had on me tighten up and slowly move me in front of the cell door. The moment I looked back at the bitch after she said good bye a swift hoof made contact to my lower gut resulting in me losing my air in my lungs and a pint of blood coming out my mouth while the force of her hit sent me flying into the back wall of the cell then the metal thick door slammed shut. I struggled onto my feet trying to force my way toward the door. The scene was pitiful to watch if you were watching from a distance since I was looking like a tortoise trying to get back on its feet after having been put on its back even so I still made my way forward every second feeling like hours. After finally getting to the door I slumped my way slowly up the door to the point where I was eye to eye with the little sliding window embedded within the door. I shouted with all my might which turned out to be above a whisper with me still trying to regain my oxygen, but from her hit she shuddered a few of my bones on my rib-cage while also causing internal bleeding from the pieces stabbing vital arteries within me. I continued at it for minutes shouting my lungs out while each time I did pain surged through me trying its damn hardest to get me to stop, but instead I stepped it up puling out my fist I punched the door again and again leaving my fist battered and bloody. I then started bashing my head against it having no other way to attack it. The thought going through my head was telling me over and over again to kill, kill them all leave nothing behind show them the real meaning of a monster! Finally after a good hour I gave up, I had nothing else to use against the door. Tiredness started to creep in, but before I was going to close my eyes shut. I heard the she devil's voice. "You seem to have made quite a mess within the hour since I've left it would seem, but anyway I'm not here for chit-chat I simply came back since I forget to activate the shackles and also add a little something else special for you sweet Raka." I tried opening my mouth to spit my hatred to her for what she caused me, but all that came out was gibberish non-formed words. All of sudden the back wall I slammed against earlier suddenly had these strange bright transparent rope come out moving back and forth like a snake and striked without warning. It tied itself around my right wrist and slowly tightening its grip. I tried getting it off before suddenly I felt a electric current go through my body leaving me motionless. Another one come out and wrapped around my left wrist. Then I felt a tug slowly pulling me up against the wall. I was a sitting duck now. I had no more energy left to fight back, so all I could do was listen and let whatever she had plan happen. I heard the door slowly open up and heard her metal slip on hoofs hitting the stone cold floor with two more following her in with a much louder steps. When I looked up I seen her and the two golems she told me about. "While lowering her head to meet Raka's she started to also place a hoof under his chin rising his head up a bit. I see your all tapped out of energy Raka, so giving you my gift will be much easier now shall we began. Lowering her horn on top of Raka's head she started chanting a spell of affection for her, so now he would think of her every moment of everyday in which it would drive him insane within a matter of days. Their all done Raka, now that wasn't so bad now was it." I gave a skeptic look at her trying to figure out what the hell shes done to me, but nothing bad seemed to happen. So I push the thought to the side for now to tried to think. "That's all I had to do now this is good bye for sure now Dear Raka, but before I head off" Right after she said that I suddenly felt a warm soft object travel up my left cheek before I felt a peck on my forehead. After that she simply trotted out with the two golems behind her the door shut and the room turned bitch black with the only light source coming from the shackles. The wave of tiredness I put off finally caught up and the embrace of the cold blanket took hold of me. Hopefully the coming days are simpler. Section One Point Two"The Pit Of Despair," was what I started to call my hollow cavity imprisonment since I was unable to move, see, or touch anything within my cell instead I was chained down to my knees while my arms were chained behind my back suspended in the air forcing me to stay stationary. All I was able to do was stare blankly and rock myself a bit which turned out not to be a whole lot, but the quietness was deafening. I never thought this much quietness was even possible of readjusting my thought pattern. I found myself losing the ability to keep myself thinking clearly for any lengths of time here. Whenever I did though it quickly faded away while another quickly replaced its spot. One thing for sure though I never found it hard to think about suicidal thoughts... ...All I know for sure was it was giving me the best advice... What was this growing warmth I felt within my chest it wasn't physical, but mentally. All it did was keep expanding itself until it reached my head before suddenly everything seemed to switch off for manner of time before my senses seemed to switch back on and when it did I felt all my senses from over my body sent painful signals throughout my nerves and the warmth of some strange liquid travels down my arms until it reaches my legs creating a puddle from this strange liquid that appears all of a sudden? I didn't mind its presence though because it turns out to be something new to me. It did leave this strange odor of iron smell behind before it dies out whenever the wet substance dries up, though whenever this presence appears I usually suddenly get this strange doziness that over comes me relaying messages to shut my eyes and when I do everything seems to slowly die away like the warmth from the liquid, and the pain. What greets me at the end is what I can say is this empty void swallowing me whole then nothing. What does my living existence even mean do I serve a purpose in this place or is it just being tied down while I slowly become hollow inside until this body withers away and my memories of this body dies off not even knowing if there is another living soul out somewhere or if its the only living thing in this void. No body to show it love, happiness, or grieving just met to die alone...I felt another wet substance again, but its different. It didn't come from the usual place no it came down my cheek traveling toward my mouth. I placed my tongue out to tastes this strange liquid and when it hits my tongue it tasted salty. Mere moments later more seem to travel down my cheek. Is this what you call crying I never came across this before probably since the memory of this persons brain forget. I recall from a faint memory I came across in the void was to comfort this being from its troubles, so I close my eyes shut and make my way toward the void to found this unknown soul. The inability to do anything started to annoy me all of a sudden. I'm not sure why though since I don't recall every having felt this trait before making difficulties for me troublesome with new emotions I did not understand how to tackle. I tried all sorts of things to please the foreign trait, but nothing seemed to help, but only made it worse after each second. I started to loss my temper ever passing moment until suddenly it became to much and nothing, When I came to be my body was shivering uncontrollably before the piercing screams began to happen. It went on like that forever how long I don't know, until my voice was no more. I believe I won't be able to forget the nightmarish scream that filled the air with despair and insanity. What's left I can't go on any longer I have nothing left. I can't do this anymore this place is simply tearing my mind apart...I've got no more reason to live. This suffocating segregation is decaying my thoughts and purging them with depression. Is there a reason anymore why do I bother continuing on if I'm not getting anywhere expect waking up to see this gloomy imprisonment. While being tightly chained up wrapped in forged enchanted metal; to be forgotten alone in the cruelest of places: that one would not wish upon his enemies. It's time I say my goodbyes to this prison because this will be the last time I ever see of this place may death bring me happiness if anything peace. I hanged my head in shame they broke me I wish I could've met your expectations Praetor, Your alter-protector has failed you for that I'm sorry. I felt time slow down each second after I started applying pressure upon my chains letting the electric current to finish the job with my screams filling the room. My vision started to blur and lessen every passing minute. I guess this is the end... ...Goodbye... Section TwoJustice was blind. It could not see the truth. The truth that I was innocent. Wrongly accursed of being a enemy of state. There I stood in the middle of the throne room surrounded by mystical horses. Horses who were about to decide whether I am worthy to live on there world or be stripped of my ever soul crushing life to be a gofer for there pleasure evolving the royal crown. Thoughts were racing through my head. What would my family think? Would anyone back home miss me? What would happen to me? The throne room stood perfectly synchronicity signaling the entrance of there great monarchy. The soul crushing air was full of tension so thick that you could've sliced with a knife, waiting for my outcome. I was scared beyond belief unsure what my finally seconds held for me. The case came to a crushing close, the main evidence against me was I was a unknown creature that appeared out of nowhere with no idea if I was a threat or not they couldn't pass judgement for me to wander freely, but it was there monarchy in the end who swayed the audience to chose my imprisonment. The monarchy stood up, raising her slander frame from her throne. She was taller than the others; almost on par with a standard size horse, with having both a horn and wing wearing a mask that was easily build upon many years to achieve a mask that could easily convince one that she could not do no harm and judge whoever fairly. She cleared her throat, silencing the whispers from the crowd. "Has the populace come to a decision?" she asked. "Yes, your majesty," replied the populace. "Read the verdict." My moment of truth had arrived. I knew I was innocent, but did any of these horses? "The monarchy finds the defendant...guilty on the charge of possibly being a threat to our country. "I was horrified. So horrified that I stood there staring at the marvel floor. The coldness of the handcuffs being attached to my wrists, sending goose bumps down my spine. A feeling I would come to know well in the coming years. I was now regraded by the horses as a enemy of state. I was then impacted from behind my knees from a blunt object forcing me to fall upon my knees trying to recover before a hoof came in contact behind my skull knocking me unconsciousness slowly dropping in and out from the cheers the populace were making and then darkness In the later years/months/days I could not tell from having gone through beatings to torturing I could tell you in the end it isn't dying that scares me but pain. If I was far to gone before they took me I will know nothing of it. I grieved for the loss of my life I should be done with this way of life, I cried until my eyes ran dry and my chest heaved violently. It's never going to end. I never will be free. As I curled up in the corner of the cold stone floor of my cell, clasping my chest, memories ransacked my mind being tormented by the horrors that came from the days before. The images were so acute, so crystal clear, it was like reliving through them once again. The pain throbs in my gut, it's deep and warm, but not in the pleasant way. It feels like a hand inside squeezing my organs gently at first then as hard as it could afterward. When it passes I can move, when it returns I clench my form trying to suppress the pain while slowly curling up on the floor holding my gut and breathing, breath slow and deep to keep it from hurting worse. There was no blood that come out but my abdomen was purple and lumpy from the punches I received there. Every step was a blood curdling feel like a nail forcibly being bombarded within my innards. I wondered how I was still alive at this point what was making me continue on... They say the pain dulls with time, and things would get better; but how could things be better when the reason pain is not painful anymore expect leaving a numb feeling, is it wrong to say that I've forgotten what pain felt like? Over time, the memory of my old self flashed before my eyes seeing a former presence that could smile so easily now turn twisted. I no longer saw myself in the person I use to be, but a stranger that I use to share common interest in no longer existed. Tears would stream down my cheeks with no reason or emotion behind them, but if it was a sign that I was hurting inside maybe there was hope to see something beyond the blurriness, then I will chose to suffer in this life until I see myself within this smiling stranger who I once use to be... A heavenly smell assaulted my senses causing me to stir from my slumber. When I opened my eyes it was blurry and the major headache was making it unbearable to keep them open, but from what I could make out was what appeared to be a blob before me which made me believe it was the cause for my awaking. Another thing that caught my attention was a tiny movement just out of my provisional vision, which made a shuffling movement before making its way toward my presence. I then heard a disoriented voice trying to speak to me, but it fell upon deaths ears since the dull ringing occupying my ears at the moment before I send a grunt there way hoping they'll get the message. I wasn't able to speak with the dryness of my throat from not having any form of liquid. I decided to close my eyes to let them rest for a bit until opening them once again hoping before then that this figure would be gone. I turned out to be wrong on that accord after feeling something grazing my lips. I was about to loss my mind when some force opened my mouth until that same sense from before seemed to make itself known again. Right after it touched my lips I felt the heavenly liquid that consumed my mouth; water...I tried to consume as much of it as I could while almost drowning myself. After having that heavenly liquid my body started to feel warmer like a blanket consuming my form and the ringing stopped then that's when I heard a feminine voice speak out. "Glad your alive and kicking for a few minutes there I was worried I was to late in saving you. I'm also glad to say welcome back to the land of the living." Section Two Point TwoSomething has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.Section ThreeMaking my way down the narrow corridor of the dungeon toward the exit carrying Amethyst along with the charriere amputating saw tightly gasped in my right hand not daring to let it go, I made it half way before the guards took notice before they separated a small squad of six Solaris guards after me. Quickly doing a one-eighty turn I sprinted deeper into the tunnels where my domain resided after living in this dungeon for god knows how long because now darkness was my ally and my hearing has since sharpened. Now lets see how you whores handle a little darkness. Taking a corner I quickly perched myself against the wall waiting for the guard who thought I was going to be and easy target soon find out it was not a wise decision to run ahead of his fellow guards, but by then it would be to late since they would be dead. I steadied my breathing below a whisper and tightened my hand craving for my first victim to stain my saw with their blood quickly approach ever so closer. Right then he was about to pass me by, but before he could I swung a swift strike cleanly slicing off there ear. I cursed the bastard for being fucking nimble to have reacted quick enough because of my wide swing the fucker was able to deliver a hay maker to my abdomen making me spit out blood which would have left me to my knees if the drugs were not in effect. He thought I would be out for a few seconds after that hay maker for him to call for the others of course I was not having any of that so before he could I quickly grabbed hold of his head then delivered a straight knee which knocked out several of his teeth right afterward I swung down my saw piercing his right eye then drew back for another swift strike while my other hand lifted him off the ground using his mane. I fired off the swing not a moment later which butchered off his head from the rest off his body in turn his mouth started gulping along with his eyes rolling behind his skull and the body skimmed for a few seconds then nothing. A smile made it's way onto my face for accomplishing my first kill in forever I wouldn't forget the fear he displayed in his final moments while the sound of there whimpering sounded like a lovely melody to my ears. I was lost in my thoughts of bliss before I heard Amethyst voice telling me of two more guards sprinting toward our direction. I snapped out of it, faced the direction the two guard where coming and quickly picked up the dead guards head then sprinted my way in there direction when I was about ten feet away I riled back my arm with the head and throw it toward the guard in front making them lose focus long enough for me to get right up in there face before I jumped dived a heavy down slice on the guards head breaking through their horn while making contact to there skull killing them instantly from the shock. Last thing I could say he saw was the face of horror the the hacked head of there fallen comrade. My saw being stuck in the guards skull I couldn't pull it out in time before the other guard behind the one I killed tackled me knocking the wind out of me then the pony delivered rapid hoof strikes to my chest and arms making me grunt in pain from the contact being a earth pony. Amethyst wasn't fairing much better then me since the attack was to sudden for me to prepare for she was crushed underneath I had to get this bitch off me and fast before Amethyst took more unneeded pain. I moved my arms away from my face then took a beating to my face. I toughed it out long enough for the guard to have a delayed gap before I grabbed hold of his head using my thumbs to drive his death home forcing them into his eye sockets while his screams could be heard. When the guard didn't have no strength let to keep me pinned I quickly sprung up with my them still in his sockets and slammed his head into the stone wall repeatably until His skull craved in. I simply tossed him to the side and started to get onto my knees trying to catch my breath while in short gasps I asked if Amethyst was still alright and got in return a small yes. I gave her a thumbs up then made my way toward the saw yukking it out of the unicorns skull ready to get the three others left leaving us a opening to the exit where to guards re-sighted. Ambushing the forth guard by making a running drive toward her I slammed her toward the wall grabbed hold off her wings, started applying pressure between her wing base pulling off one then the other afterward craved her eyes out. I then lift her to die of her own accord. The fifth and sixth guard I killed with a Shrapnel bomb crafted by Amethyst using the medical equipment she brought and we headed off toward the dungeon exit. I was exhausted to the point I would pass out any moment from taking on the four guards and the pain I received started to impact me since the drugs were wearing off. I'm not sure if I can take another beating at this point. Remember you just have to deal with two more guards I kept voicing to myself trying to keep me moving onward.
Section OneAuthor's Note Yellow sentences are Celestia. Normal black sentences are Raka. Anyway a first chapter I felt like typing out and probably the only one also. Might go forward with it or not, time will tell. Section One I remember when my enemy was having to wake up in the morning... I remember when working long hours on end to just make ends meet; now its facing a whole damnation of color pastel horse's!!! I never wanted to be the bad guy who had to threaten, kill, or harm people to make sure I could see the light of day. Survival was all it came down to. I never did understand the meaning of quotes stating when your at your weakest moment you either chose to stay and fight or flee with your tail between your legs when things became to much until that one day in my pitiful life it came down to it. And that's when it hit me like a freight train from hell...."Are you going to lay there, swollen and blood in your mouth or you going to stand up and go spill theirs?," That was the day where the pussy cat became the mighty lion and you know what I never felt more alive of course in the moment I didn't quite recall how I killed that guard with my bare hands... it just happened so fast. Yet the feeling I felt was the best thing I've felt in years where the pitiful existence of the person who I was would have just sat there and taken it without fighting back finally opened his eyes and seen the world in another light. It was also marked as the day I became the "Monster." I killed twenty-three trained Solis veterans from the Sun bitches royal guard branch that day before I was brought down by the Solis bitch herself, I remember permanently having the shit eating crazed smile with the laughing gig going along with it. Something in me just snapped like never before was it all that bullshit stuff I bottled up through my life and finally the beatings, torturing, and loneliness was the last straw I needed for me to welcome in my other self I've locked away since his personality was that of a killer. No matter the cause I am graceful for the change. Without him I would have lived a miserable life of being a sick puppet concluded to wasting my days being harmed and molested until I either took my life or lived out my days until I just decided to never wake up to face the world again. After that so called event which was never spoken of again I remember being dragged down by the bitch through the castle heading toward the dungeons underneath the castle to be tossed away in a special cell she prepped within a matter of minutes after capturing me. She told me that I would be locked away in the deepest part of the dungeon while being guarded by stone golems twenty-four/Seven for entity until I die, be feed mere scraps of food and water every week in a half, and shackled to the wall with magical electric shackles that will sent 0.05 volts through my body if I tempered with them in anyway. She then finally turned around and looked me in the eye. "I let you off easy before Dear Raka, but now you decided to spin the fatal cog of death. You know I would have killed you the moment I lied my eyes on you outside on the field, but I decided not to since I had a more brighter idea in mind of how you could repay your crimes for killing my high ranking guards and that's with you rotting away in the cell I pacifically made. Oh, how I wish you would have just stayed on your knees and sucked like a good little pet, but no you decided to rebel against your master. How spitefully disgusting, You know I'm going to miss our little get togethers were I would rut you senseless until you passed out." Lost in thought "Well I guess good things never last forever just keep in mind Raka you were the best play thing I've ever had so far in my many years I'll be sure to cherish our memories we had to together. licking her lips she placed her hoof on Raka's cheek and swiftly pressed her moist lips upon his and pieced her tongue within his mouth moaning loudly enjoying every second of it before she felt a piercing pain below her chest. Quietly giggle's under her breath. I see you still have a little fight left in you Raka, but sadly I'm not going to play along with your game and you put a dampener on my mood. So know this is good bye." I quickly felt the magic hold she had on me tighten up and slowly move me in front of the cell door. The moment I looked back at the bitch after she said good bye a swift hoof made contact to my lower gut resulting in me losing my air in my lungs and a pint of blood coming out my mouth while the force of her hit sent me flying into the back wall of the cell then the metal thick door slammed shut. I struggled onto my feet trying to force my way toward the door. The scene was pitiful to watch if you were watching from a distance since I was looking like a tortoise trying to get back on its feet after having been put on its back even so I still made my way forward every second feeling like hours. After finally getting to the door I slumped my way slowly up the door to the point where I was eye to eye with the little sliding window embedded within the door. I shouted with all my might which turned out to be above a whisper with me still trying to regain my oxygen, but from her hit she shuddered a few of my bones on my rib-cage while also causing internal bleeding from the pieces stabbing vital arteries within me. I continued at it for minutes shouting my lungs out while each time I did pain surged through me trying its damn hardest to get me to stop, but instead I stepped it up puling out my fist I punched the door again and again leaving my fist battered and bloody. I then started bashing my head against it having no other way to attack it. The thought going through my head was telling me over and over again to kill, kill them all leave nothing behind show them the real meaning of a monster! Finally after a good hour I gave up, I had nothing else to use against the door. Tiredness started to creep in, but before I was going to close my eyes shut. I heard the she devil's voice. "You seem to have made quite a mess within the hour since I've left it would seem, but anyway I'm not here for chit-chat I simply came back since I forget to activate the shackles and also add a little something else special for you sweet Raka." I tried opening my mouth to spit my hatred to her for what she caused me, but all that came out was gibberish non-formed words. All of sudden the back wall I slammed against earlier suddenly had these strange bright transparent rope come out moving back and forth like a snake and striked without warning. It tied itself around my right wrist and slowly tightening its grip. I tried getting it off before suddenly I felt a electric current go through my body leaving me motionless. Another one come out and wrapped around my left wrist. Then I felt a tug slowly pulling me up against the wall. I was a sitting duck now. I had no more energy left to fight back, so all I could do was listen and let whatever she had plan happen. I heard the door slowly open up and heard her metal slip on hoofs hitting the stone cold floor with two more following her in with a much louder steps. When I looked up I seen her and the two golems she told me about. "While lowering her head to meet Raka's she started to also place a hoof under his chin rising his head up a bit. I see your all tapped out of energy Raka, so giving you my gift will be much easier now shall we began. Lowering her horn on top of Raka's head she started chanting a spell of affection for her, so now he would think of her every moment of everyday in which it would drive him insane within a matter of days. Their all done Raka, now that wasn't so bad now was it." I gave a skeptic look at her trying to figure out what the hell shes done to me, but nothing bad seemed to happen. So I push the thought to the side for now to tried to think. "That's all I had to do now this is good bye for sure now Dear Raka, but before I head off" Right after she said that I suddenly felt a warm soft object travel up my left cheek before I felt a peck on my forehead. After that she simply trotted out with the two golems behind her the door shut and the room turned bitch black with the only light source coming from the shackles. The wave of tiredness I put off finally caught up and the embrace of the cold blanket took hold of me. Hopefully the coming days are simpler.
Section One Point Two"The Pit Of Despair," was what I started to call my hollow cavity imprisonment since I was unable to move, see, or touch anything within my cell instead I was chained down to my knees while my arms were chained behind my back suspended in the air forcing me to stay stationary. All I was able to do was stare blankly and rock myself a bit which turned out not to be a whole lot, but the quietness was deafening. I never thought this much quietness was even possible of readjusting my thought pattern. I found myself losing the ability to keep myself thinking clearly for any lengths of time here. Whenever I did though it quickly faded away while another quickly replaced its spot. One thing for sure though I never found it hard to think about suicidal thoughts... ...All I know for sure was it was giving me the best advice... What was this growing warmth I felt within my chest it wasn't physical, but mentally. All it did was keep expanding itself until it reached my head before suddenly everything seemed to switch off for manner of time before my senses seemed to switch back on and when it did I felt all my senses from over my body sent painful signals throughout my nerves and the warmth of some strange liquid travels down my arms until it reaches my legs creating a puddle from this strange liquid that appears all of a sudden? I didn't mind its presence though because it turns out to be something new to me. It did leave this strange odor of iron smell behind before it dies out whenever the wet substance dries up, though whenever this presence appears I usually suddenly get this strange doziness that over comes me relaying messages to shut my eyes and when I do everything seems to slowly die away like the warmth from the liquid, and the pain. What greets me at the end is what I can say is this empty void swallowing me whole then nothing. What does my living existence even mean do I serve a purpose in this place or is it just being tied down while I slowly become hollow inside until this body withers away and my memories of this body dies off not even knowing if there is another living soul out somewhere or if its the only living thing in this void. No body to show it love, happiness, or grieving just met to die alone...I felt another wet substance again, but its different. It didn't come from the usual place no it came down my cheek traveling toward my mouth. I placed my tongue out to tastes this strange liquid and when it hits my tongue it tasted salty. Mere moments later more seem to travel down my cheek. Is this what you call crying I never came across this before probably since the memory of this persons brain forget. I recall from a faint memory I came across in the void was to comfort this being from its troubles, so I close my eyes shut and make my way toward the void to found this unknown soul. The inability to do anything started to annoy me all of a sudden. I'm not sure why though since I don't recall every having felt this trait before making difficulties for me troublesome with new emotions I did not understand how to tackle. I tried all sorts of things to please the foreign trait, but nothing seemed to help, but only made it worse after each second. I started to loss my temper ever passing moment until suddenly it became to much and nothing, When I came to be my body was shivering uncontrollably before the piercing screams began to happen. It went on like that forever how long I don't know, until my voice was no more. I believe I won't be able to forget the nightmarish scream that filled the air with despair and insanity. What's left I can't go on any longer I have nothing left. I can't do this anymore this place is simply tearing my mind apart...I've got no more reason to live. This suffocating segregation is decaying my thoughts and purging them with depression. Is there a reason anymore why do I bother continuing on if I'm not getting anywhere expect waking up to see this gloomy imprisonment. While being tightly chained up wrapped in forged enchanted metal; to be forgotten alone in the cruelest of places: that one would not wish upon his enemies. It's time I say my goodbyes to this prison because this will be the last time I ever see of this place may death bring me happiness if anything peace. I hanged my head in shame they broke me I wish I could've met your expectations Praetor, Your alter-protector has failed you for that I'm sorry. I felt time slow down each second after I started applying pressure upon my chains letting the electric current to finish the job with my screams filling the room. My vision started to blur and lessen every passing minute. I guess this is the end... ...Goodbye...
Section TwoJustice was blind. It could not see the truth. The truth that I was innocent. Wrongly accursed of being a enemy of state. There I stood in the middle of the throne room surrounded by mystical horses. Horses who were about to decide whether I am worthy to live on there world or be stripped of my ever soul crushing life to be a gofer for there pleasure evolving the royal crown. Thoughts were racing through my head. What would my family think? Would anyone back home miss me? What would happen to me? The throne room stood perfectly synchronicity signaling the entrance of there great monarchy. The soul crushing air was full of tension so thick that you could've sliced with a knife, waiting for my outcome. I was scared beyond belief unsure what my finally seconds held for me. The case came to a crushing close, the main evidence against me was I was a unknown creature that appeared out of nowhere with no idea if I was a threat or not they couldn't pass judgement for me to wander freely, but it was there monarchy in the end who swayed the audience to chose my imprisonment. The monarchy stood up, raising her slander frame from her throne. She was taller than the others; almost on par with a standard size horse, with having both a horn and wing wearing a mask that was easily build upon many years to achieve a mask that could easily convince one that she could not do no harm and judge whoever fairly. She cleared her throat, silencing the whispers from the crowd. "Has the populace come to a decision?" she asked. "Yes, your majesty," replied the populace. "Read the verdict." My moment of truth had arrived. I knew I was innocent, but did any of these horses? "The monarchy finds the defendant...guilty on the charge of possibly being a threat to our country. "I was horrified. So horrified that I stood there staring at the marvel floor. The coldness of the handcuffs being attached to my wrists, sending goose bumps down my spine. A feeling I would come to know well in the coming years. I was now regraded by the horses as a enemy of state. I was then impacted from behind my knees from a blunt object forcing me to fall upon my knees trying to recover before a hoof came in contact behind my skull knocking me unconsciousness slowly dropping in and out from the cheers the populace were making and then darkness In the later years/months/days I could not tell from having gone through beatings to torturing I could tell you in the end it isn't dying that scares me but pain. If I was far to gone before they took me I will know nothing of it. I grieved for the loss of my life I should be done with this way of life, I cried until my eyes ran dry and my chest heaved violently. It's never going to end. I never will be free. As I curled up in the corner of the cold stone floor of my cell, clasping my chest, memories ransacked my mind being tormented by the horrors that came from the days before. The images were so acute, so crystal clear, it was like reliving through them once again. The pain throbs in my gut, it's deep and warm, but not in the pleasant way. It feels like a hand inside squeezing my organs gently at first then as hard as it could afterward. When it passes I can move, when it returns I clench my form trying to suppress the pain while slowly curling up on the floor holding my gut and breathing, breath slow and deep to keep it from hurting worse. There was no blood that come out but my abdomen was purple and lumpy from the punches I received there. Every step was a blood curdling feel like a nail forcibly being bombarded within my innards. I wondered how I was still alive at this point what was making me continue on... They say the pain dulls with time, and things would get better; but how could things be better when the reason pain is not painful anymore expect leaving a numb feeling, is it wrong to say that I've forgotten what pain felt like? Over time, the memory of my old self flashed before my eyes seeing a former presence that could smile so easily now turn twisted. I no longer saw myself in the person I use to be, but a stranger that I use to share common interest in no longer existed. Tears would stream down my cheeks with no reason or emotion behind them, but if it was a sign that I was hurting inside maybe there was hope to see something beyond the blurriness, then I will chose to suffer in this life until I see myself within this smiling stranger who I once use to be... A heavenly smell assaulted my senses causing me to stir from my slumber. When I opened my eyes it was blurry and the major headache was making it unbearable to keep them open, but from what I could make out was what appeared to be a blob before me which made me believe it was the cause for my awaking. Another thing that caught my attention was a tiny movement just out of my provisional vision, which made a shuffling movement before making its way toward my presence. I then heard a disoriented voice trying to speak to me, but it fell upon deaths ears since the dull ringing occupying my ears at the moment before I send a grunt there way hoping they'll get the message. I wasn't able to speak with the dryness of my throat from not having any form of liquid. I decided to close my eyes to let them rest for a bit until opening them once again hoping before then that this figure would be gone. I turned out to be wrong on that accord after feeling something grazing my lips. I was about to loss my mind when some force opened my mouth until that same sense from before seemed to make itself known again. Right after it touched my lips I felt the heavenly liquid that consumed my mouth; water...I tried to consume as much of it as I could while almost drowning myself. After having that heavenly liquid my body started to feel warmer like a blanket consuming my form and the ringing stopped then that's when I heard a feminine voice speak out. "Glad your alive and kicking for a few minutes there I was worried I was to late in saving you. I'm also glad to say welcome back to the land of the living."
Section Two Point TwoSomething has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.
Section ThreeMaking my way down the narrow corridor of the dungeon toward the exit carrying Amethyst along with the charriere amputating saw tightly gasped in my right hand not daring to let it go, I made it half way before the guards took notice before they separated a small squad of six Solaris guards after me. Quickly doing a one-eighty turn I sprinted deeper into the tunnels where my domain resided after living in this dungeon for god knows how long because now darkness was my ally and my hearing has since sharpened. Now lets see how you whores handle a little darkness. Taking a corner I quickly perched myself against the wall waiting for the guard who thought I was going to be and easy target soon find out it was not a wise decision to run ahead of his fellow guards, but by then it would be to late since they would be dead. I steadied my breathing below a whisper and tightened my hand craving for my first victim to stain my saw with their blood quickly approach ever so closer. Right then he was about to pass me by, but before he could I swung a swift strike cleanly slicing off there ear. I cursed the bastard for being fucking nimble to have reacted quick enough because of my wide swing the fucker was able to deliver a hay maker to my abdomen making me spit out blood which would have left me to my knees if the drugs were not in effect. He thought I would be out for a few seconds after that hay maker for him to call for the others of course I was not having any of that so before he could I quickly grabbed hold of his head then delivered a straight knee which knocked out several of his teeth right afterward I swung down my saw piercing his right eye then drew back for another swift strike while my other hand lifted him off the ground using his mane. I fired off the swing not a moment later which butchered off his head from the rest off his body in turn his mouth started gulping along with his eyes rolling behind his skull and the body skimmed for a few seconds then nothing. A smile made it's way onto my face for accomplishing my first kill in forever I wouldn't forget the fear he displayed in his final moments while the sound of there whimpering sounded like a lovely melody to my ears. I was lost in my thoughts of bliss before I heard Amethyst voice telling me of two more guards sprinting toward our direction. I snapped out of it, faced the direction the two guard where coming and quickly picked up the dead guards head then sprinted my way in there direction when I was about ten feet away I riled back my arm with the head and throw it toward the guard in front making them lose focus long enough for me to get right up in there face before I jumped dived a heavy down slice on the guards head breaking through their horn while making contact to there skull killing them instantly from the shock. Last thing I could say he saw was the face of horror the the hacked head of there fallen comrade. My saw being stuck in the guards skull I couldn't pull it out in time before the other guard behind the one I killed tackled me knocking the wind out of me then the pony delivered rapid hoof strikes to my chest and arms making me grunt in pain from the contact being a earth pony. Amethyst wasn't fairing much better then me since the attack was to sudden for me to prepare for she was crushed underneath I had to get this bitch off me and fast before Amethyst took more unneeded pain. I moved my arms away from my face then took a beating to my face. I toughed it out long enough for the guard to have a delayed gap before I grabbed hold of his head using my thumbs to drive his death home forcing them into his eye sockets while his screams could be heard. When the guard didn't have no strength let to keep me pinned I quickly sprung up with my them still in his sockets and slammed his head into the stone wall repeatably until His skull craved in. I simply tossed him to the side and started to get onto my knees trying to catch my breath while in short gasps I asked if Amethyst was still alright and got in return a small yes. I gave her a thumbs up then made my way toward the saw yukking it out of the unicorns skull ready to get the three others left leaving us a opening to the exit where to guards re-sighted. Ambushing the forth guard by making a running drive toward her I slammed her toward the wall grabbed hold off her wings, started applying pressure between her wing base pulling off one then the other afterward craved her eyes out. I then lift her to die of her own accord. The fifth and sixth guard I killed with a Shrapnel bomb crafted by Amethyst using the medical equipment she brought and we headed off toward the dungeon exit. I was exhausted to the point I would pass out any moment from taking on the four guards and the pain I received started to impact me since the drugs were wearing off. I'm not sure if I can take another beating at this point. Remember you just have to deal with two more guards I kept voicing to myself trying to keep me moving onward.
