Author's Note

HODRICK FOR THE WIN!!!

Prologue: is this dark magic?

Boring... boring is a word that can describe Twilight Sparkles life for the past month. There are many reasons for this, like most of her friends have a job and she had a library that almost has nopony visiting or even checking out a book! She always thought of visiting her parents or even the princess's but she didn't have the feeling to get up at that moment. She also thought of paying her friends a visit but didn't want to be a nuisance. So like the past month, she has been having a lazy day, but that is about to change.

-Ponyville Library-

"Spike!" Twilight yelled from the basement door.

"What is it Twilight!?" Was the reply from the other room.

"Hurry up and come down here to help out clean the basement with me!.... I'll need all the help I can get." That last part was whispered since she didn't want to discourage the little drake.

Since she didn't have anything to do she decided to renovate the library. Not a lot to do when there's nopony to talk to but your little brother and to yourself and don't look at me like that, we all talk to our shelves.... moving on. We are nearly finished and the basement is what we decided to do last because, how dirty and messy it is in there. With her magic and Spike, they will finish in no time. That's if he will hurry up and get his little butt over here to start!

She can hear the pitter patter of Spikes feet as he runs through the hallway towards her from the other room. She always wondered when he would start growing in size. Not many things are known about dragons so she almost has no clue on when dragons start growing. What she is truly confused about is if he will ever grow wings or is spike some kind of subspecies of Dragon or is that natural for there kind? She came to the conclusion that she will find out sooner or later when he starts growing up.

"Well, are you done daydreaming or are we going to finish cleaning out the basement?" Twilight was interrupted from her thoughts when Spike spoke.

"Sorry Spike what did you say?" was the reply he got from the question she didn't hear.

"We need to hurry and finish cleaning so I can go to sleep."

"Well, we still need to finish the library."

A grunt of displeasure was all she got from the little dragon. Spike thought Twilight would have forgotten or just felt too lazy to finish the library, but it seems as if his checklist loving sister was keeping track on what they have done and what they needed to do. When they started they began with the boxes filled with small trinkets, banners, streamers, and other miscellaneous items from pinkie's parties. Inside the basement were also broken furniture that was replaced or removed from different incidents and all of these things were either going to be thrown away or saved for a later date. Things were going well with the teamwork from both of them... But there was always something to distract them.

"Twilight what is that?" was the weary question from her brother across the room.

When she turned around to see what Spike was talking about, she looked at him and saw what he was pointing at and stared intently at a slight lavender glow from a couple of untouched boxes. She trots closer to the light, and she notices it is under the boxes near the back. She asks Spike to help her move the boxes to investigate. The glow got slightly brighter and by the time there were only four boxes in the way, she could see the edge of something written on the floor and it was glowing. By the time they got all the boxes moved aside, all they saw was what seemed to be a random scrawling of curved and straight lines that was glowing a light purple.

She trotted over mesmerized, She laid a hoof on it just for it to light up a bit and disappear. Remembering the color purple and how it was smoking a bit of purple smoke, she was reminded by an old mad king and his usage of dark magic. backing off out of instinct, she summoned a shield and told Spike to get a quill and parchment and to send a letter, there's something going to happen and she doesn't think it will be good at all...

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It was dark in the room but it was fine like that because in the room was a man, a man that is playing Dark Souls Three. His name was Anthony and he was in the area after killing Pontiff but most call it "gank city" because this place is where all the action happened and where tears of denial are shed and where fingers are pointed down. Anthony was having a great time gank spanking people who thought the little group of three would stop him from getting another vertebra shackle for his collection but it seems his fun will come to an end in more ways than one

-An apartment in Las Vegas-

"Fuck!" was the yell from apartment 139 as Anthony was killed by a gank squad that he couldn't kill because the Aldrich Faithful didn't help at all. The yell was not One of anger but a mixture of happiness and excitement even though he died.
He was so close too! One swing away from killing the host but no, he got hit by a Lothric straight sword and died. Being sent back to the balcony outside the Pontiff door. He never used tears of denial in pvp because it is a cheap way to survive with almost no health, just to run away and heal up. As much as he loved the game, it sometimes frustrated him to no end.

"What time is it?" As he pressed the home button to look at the time his eyes widen to see he was late to a Dark Souls Three live stream. He rushed to his phone to get on the mixer app to see if the guy is still streaming, just for the stupid phone to turn off due to the fact it was at one percent. With no time to waste, the phone was put to charge near his bed. There were better things to do other than Dark Souls Three, like cleaning the house, go out to the gym, and eat but he was having a bit to much fun this day, so he decided to stay a bit longer. While he took a break laying down on the couch, I relaxed a bit. That's until my TV went dark.

"What the hell?" Was the words that came out of my mouth as I looked at the TV.

The first thing that came to my head was that my game crashed but the game would pop back on to just go black to a black screen again. Then I thought it was the TV but before I could do anything, the game popped back into place but it looked odd. My character was the same but the problem was the surroundings, It wasn't there. the only thing I could stand on was the small arena after defeating Pontiff, where people would duel and the balcony where people would stand at before jumping in after a contender would die, fight club was the name they called it. As I grabbed the controller to my Xbox one S, I walked to the balcony and looked around a bit just to find out there is nothing to look at other than what I mentioned. I don't know if I mentioned it but everything other than what I can see, which is the balcony and the arena was pitch black like the Untended graves area.

It was weird, to say the least, but I had an idea. I messaged a friend through Xbox, I told him to go to the area after Pontiff and wait for my white sign. he texted back an 'Alright bitch' so I sent one back and after that, I sat and wait. As I went to my phone to see if it had enough power to take a picture and saw it indeed have enough, so I powered it on and set it down and waited for it to start up. I got a message from my friend telling me that he couldn't see my sign, so went to my tv and noticed I did forget to place down my sign. With the controller in my hands, I looked to see if it was possible to place my sign down, just to see it was possible. It was purple but since I was using a White Soapstone it looked a tad pink or lavender.

I was walking to my phone for that picture I wanted to take just to feel my legs weren't responding. Feeling scared, I looked down to see a white ring of runes spinning around my feet or was that my head that was spinning because I felt light headed. Everything around me turned slightly dark just for it to go back to normal and back to slightly dark for some odd reason. I looked down again just to see that... I was falling? Or was it phasing because I was doing one the two. First, my ankle's went through, then my knees, then my hips, then my body, and as my head was about to go through the floor I shut my eyes and held my breath out of instinct, prepared for the worst but I felt as if it still wasn't enough.