Weltkrieg:Legacy of Amore
One hell of a Union.
Load Full StoryNext ChapterIt isn't much to ask why all of this happened. Why I sleep in the frozen north, wondering if that pony next to me really is asleep, or if he was caught in the wrong side of some fucked firefight. So, lets start just a moon before the whole rebellion began, whilst i soaked up some everlasting glory from the Crystal Ponies. I ate a few gems, just sunbaking, and a thought came to my head.
An odd theme of independence in the Empire, and most of the north was kicking It didn't participate in last years Equestria Games, begrudgingly sent me and Flurry Heart to the summit and we barely even tried to keep in contact with the other Princesses since the flag debacle. Sombraism was a common cancer. I tried to forget about these worries as I rode back home, not awake enough to fly home.
"Spike?" It was Twilight. I couldn't instantly respond, but as soon as I regained some consciousness I did. As my eyes opened like the gates to the castle itself, I decided to utter a simple, but assuring "Yes.".
"Look, your new role as a Crown Prince must be arduous, but I think you try to little to adjust." Twilight never trusted Spike with a crown on his head since the 895th Moons Summit, and him always seeming as if he cared less about Equestria and more about the House of Amore, especially with his new base of operations. "Maybe you and Sunbur-"
"Your not my boss." Spike growled like a true demon, Twilight had placed more straw on the camels back. "I couldn't care less about your firing squad of incantationary wizards! Maybe I want to make m own decisions!" He decides that he can no longer take the shallow depths of the House of Celeste-Canterlot. IN but a few hours, he'd be back in the Crystal Empire, speaking with Cadence about a dangerous idea.
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