I walked to the Canterlot Castle with two guards personally assigned to me by Hylia, much to my amusement. They didn't want to come since they both are quite lazy, but reliable when it comes to their job. They complained about how much a pain it is to walk around the city, babysitting me as I go about my daily wanderings. Today was no different.

Guarding my left is a crimson-haired Terran named Wrath. She wore full-plate armor similar to Mordred's from Fate Apocrypha, but completely black with red markings. Her weapon of choice was an ultra-greatsword in the shape, color, and fucking design of the Darknut sword from Twilight Princess that had red for the engravings instead of gold! 'I don't know if this world is trolling me anymore.' She also had Mordred's primary sword Clarent attached to her hip instead of the Darknut's backup weapon, and it was black with red markings, which I found to be rather neat.

As for the silver-haired Terran named Peace to my right? She wore the not safe for work version of Fate/Grand Order Dark Avenger Jeane D'arc's armor that showed off her stomach, cleavage, thick thighs, and armored panties, but silver and she had her cape. She even had her signature longsword attached to her hip! 'Where did Hylia find these girls?! Did she deliberately gave them weapons and armor from anime and video games?! I swear, I'm going to go insane from how much it's bothering me! Why?! Just. WHY?!'

And don't get me started on all the guys hitting on the three off us as we walked down the street towards the castle! My, God, they were annoying! Peace absolutely loved the attention. Wrath and I, meanwhile, wanted to kill them all. However, Wrath, when she saw a pretty girl, would hit on her before Peace dragged her back into formation. But not me! Come on! She even looks like Mordred from Apocrypha if she was tall, had big tits, and curves in all the right places! If there is anyone in the world who I'd genuinely want to date at the moment, it would be Wrath! 'Curse you Hylia! Why surround me with so much eye candy but only the insanely kinky one wants me! It's not fair.'

Though, as interesting as it was to admire my two amazing companions. They were still my guards. Anyone who attempted to approach me with less-than-pure intentions were immediately knocked unconscious by either Peace or Wrath before the perpetrator could react. I had to do a double-take to process on how fast they are! Not even the Valkyries of the Royal Guards could match their speed! If I calculated how fast they moved across a ten-meter distance from standing still, they literally dashed at Mach-3 without breaking a sweat. I think the Royal Guards were slightly terrified of my companions, whoever they are, but I'm not complaining. Celestia's hounds deserve to be afraid of me. The less I have to deal with them; the better.

I kept up practicing my magic as we walked since Fancy Pants did warn me that Celestia planned on having her prized pet have a magical duel with me. I had no idea why. According to Fancy, comparing my Mana Pool with Twilight's is like comparing a pond to Lake Superior. I'm even more powerful than Princess Celestia now—though, not by much—after my body had time for the Metamorphosis Spell the real Sunset created to fully-adjust to my body. When it came to magical power? Only Strange, a girl named Starlight Glimmer, a few of Hylia's agents that are protecting me from a distance, Trixie Lulamoon, and Discord came close or were my equal. And I'm getting stronger every day, which is screwing me over when it comes to Control. I can barely use Telekinesis without destroying whatever I'm trying to move.

Why does this have anything to do with my duel with Twilight Sparkle? Well, at the moment, I can only use raw mana to fight with without killing her. Pyromancy comes naturally to me, but I don't want to accidentally turn the arena into a pool of lava again or kill Twilight. Telekinesis will have to be the only spell I use during the duel, however. I can't use it properly without standing still. I don't have enough Control to use TK while moving. I'd end up crushing everything I grab with it. 'Oh well, I guess that's future Sunset's problem now. Present Sunset is about to enter the castle, and she needs to keep her guard up.'

Canterlot Castle is as grade up close as it was from far away, White limestone made up a majority of the walls with large stained glass windows decorating the exterior. Massive gardens filled with exotic flowers surrounded intricate walkways leading to various towers, buildings, and to certain sections of the castle. Guards patrolled all over the place in the ugly gold armor, and the castle's staff walked about doing their assigned duties.

Warth, Peace, and I walked to an opened gate with two guards protecting the entrance. When they saw us walking towards them, they immediately straightened their postures, and the female Magi guard summoned a clipboard attached to her side. I approached them calmly with a smile on my face.

"Good afternoon, Soldiers! I'm here to meet with a few foreign dignitaries on Princess Celestia's request," I said cheerfully.

"Sure you are," the male guard snorted, pointing his spear at me. "Get lost before we arrest you for disturbing the peace and trespassing on Royal Property."

"Plus, we aren't expecting anyone of your stature today anyway. Go back to whatever backwater town you and your companions came from," the female guard chimed in.

I raised my brow. 'Really, these guys are going against Celestia's orders? I can clearly see my name on the clipboard the female partner is carrying. Whatever, I'm dealing with this shit. I don't want to be here, to begin with.' I flicked my head to the two guards, signaling to my companions to deal with their bullshitery with an appropriate response.

"What are you—" the male guard try to say before Wrath used his skull to practice her baseball swing. Meanwhile, Peace ripped of the female guard's armor with her magic, stabbed her spear into the ground, made the tip round before placing her up the ass and through her mouth, killing her instantly while doing so.

"That was...overkill," I blinked, unknowing on how to react. They simply shrugged in response. Shaking my head, I walked passed the mess into the castle's courtyard with my companions. It's Celestia's problem anyway.

oOo - Naruko - oOo

'Another day in Celestia's horrible city. Kami, I can't believe I'm the one that gets sent on these stupid diplomatic missions!' Naruko thought in despair as she walked into the meeting room meant for ambassadors like herself to talk to important individuals.

It's a spacious room decorated lavishly with gold, expensive ornaments, and all the other junk Naruko absolutely despised. Two couches separated by a mahogany table sat in the middle of the room near a couple of Prench windowed doors that open up to a balcony. There's even a maid waiting inside beside a trolly covered in "imported" tea her home country sells to the Equestrian morons who pretend to know a thing or two about tea. Naruko pretended to not feel insulted in front of the maid, took a cup of liquid diarrhea, and promptly took a seat in one of the uncomfortable couches that felt as if her nail fox tails were bent the wrong way.

"Thank you," she smiled fakely at the maid. "You may go now." The maid bowed politely before leaving the Kitsune and her two guards in the room to wait for Celestia to bring in her "lost daughter" for a meeting. When the maid closed the door, Naruko dumped the tea in a nearby flower pot, pulled out a flask from between her G-cup breasts, and filled the teacup with Sake.

"Isn't it a little early to be drinking, Lady Epikkumisutoresu?" chuckled the neck-length white-haired Kitsune to her left. She turned to him with a raised brow at the man wearing a red trenchcoat over a dark-blue v-neck t-shirt; he also wore blue jeans, black leather boots, and the nine-tailed man played with his greatsword named: Hanran.

"Dante, it's never too early to drink in this awful city," Naruko snorted, taking a drink of her preferred brew of choice. Her other guard who looked similar to Dante, but he had white swept-back hair; wore a long, silver buttoned blue coat with three separated coattails. A white, serpentine pattern ran around the collar, with a snakes head hanging over the coat's left shoulder, and its tail slinked down the right, all the way to the bottom of the coat. A gold lining ran across the edges of the coat, and a silky, golden flower blossom pattern decorated the inner lining. Each cuff of the coat also possessed five, gold-buttoned straps with gold lining with identical straps on each shoulder. And on his hip attached by a blue sageo was a black scabbarded katana with a gold and blue hilt shaped like two hexagons; the top and bottom of the hilt decorated with gold rings, inside of which are various circles in clusters of three, arranged in triangular patterns; and the handle braided with white fabric; and a dragon head matching the colors of the hilt decorated the pommel. His name was Vergil; the twin brother of Dante. And his Katana's name is Yamato.

"I agree with, Lady Naruko," Vergil stoically added, his arms crossed. "This city would also drive me to drink. The amount of sin lurking in the shadows is on par with our homeland's Tartarus Gate. It's sickening."

Naruko let out a sigh slumping deeper into her seat, "Shame Celestia doesn't do anything about it or cares. If only her guards weren't corrupt to the core, then this city could really be the Diamond of Equestria." She took another sip from her teacup. "Do either of you have any idea on whom Celestia is bringing to see us?"

"I heard from a little birdy that our guest is the uncrowned Princess of Equestria," Dante smirked, stabbing Hanran into the stone ground with ease. "She's also apparently more talented in magic than Celestia's prized pet, Twislut Snarkle."

"I've also heard from my own sources that The Seven Deadly Sins, The Seven Holy Virtues, The Knights of Hylia, Noblesse Oblige, and Fairy Tale is protecting her," Vergil frowned in thought.

"Wow!" Dante whistled. "Even Fairy Tale? Aren't those guys responsible for slaying the Tri-Demon Goddesses of Unity from a thousand years ago, and, you know, nearly destroying the planet?"

"Nevermind the fact that all of Hylia's most loyal guardians are protecting a single individual AND working together while doing so," Vergil snorted in amusement. "Whoever Celestia is bringing us must be one special girl."

"Indeed," Naruko hummed, wondering who Celestia was bringing to meet her. Thankfully, she didn't have to wait long. A few minutes later, and the Aetherial Goddess of the Sun herself walked in with a girl who looked quite peeved at being here. Naruko, Vergil, and Dante's eyes all collectively went wide in shock.

'No wonder Hylia's guardians are protecting you!' Naruko screamed in her mind as she made every check in the book to ensure what she's seeing was an illusion. When everything she did to confirm the identity of the girl walking towards her, her eyes softened for a moment before summoning a black Nodachi and Tanto to her person, causing her companions to gasp in horror!

Naruko gave her greatest masterpieces that will be known all throughout history one final look before standing up, taking a few steps to the girl, followed by kneeling before the girl, presenting the blades as she did so.

Naruko's mind only had one thought during this entire interaction, 'This is how it all began, Kami Amaterasu. I'm glad I was the one who forged your most legendary blades: Cynder, The God Slayer; and Ash, The Dragon Feller. I'm glad I got to learn from you in the past, and I can't wait to meet you again in the future. My Goddess.'

A single, joy-filled tear fell from her cheek when Sunset Shimmer took her life-long companions for the first time in her soon-to-be long life.

oOo - Sunset Shimmer - oOo

I entered the castle without another incident, which made me rather surprised. I figured the Royal Guard would do everything in their power to prevent me from Falcon Punching Celestia all over again, however. It appears as though the event never happened in the first place. I overheard from my staff that she went through several walls until stopping at the base of her throne charred, bloody, and broken; everything was fixed or replaced, making it appear as if nothing happened.

An escorted guided me around, showing off all the new things about the castle since I was gone. I didn't like them. Flashes of Sunset's Core Memories bombarded me relentlessly; some good, others horrible. I did everything in my power to suppress them, but the strongest of them nearly forced me to my knees.

Images of a little girl sneaking her way out of the castle to shovel snow, adults giving her looks of disdain, guards hitting her, shooting magic at her, or tossing the poor girl out of the window for shits and giggles; all of the pain, all of her suffering. I felt it all.

Rage began growing in my heart when Celestia almost yelled at Sunset when she tried to tell her supposed "Mother" of the bullying going on, but dismissed it as the lies of an orphan trying to earn sympathy. Celestia even had the audacity to say, "You should be more like Twilight Sparkle—Quiet, Polite, Diligent, and more Respectful to those around her." When the guards heard about it, they got rougher, meaner, more savage in their attacks against her.

Sunset's first three months in the castle were filled with Guards, the Staff, or the odd random Noble taking their frustration out on the little orphaned girl. I can smell her blood, hear her cries, see her tears trip down on the carpeted halls, feel her pain, her suffering, her anguish when she thought Celestia would treat her with love, compassion, and care! No matter what Sunset tried to do to get her "Mother" to make them stop, nothing worked. In fact, Celestia began seeing her less and less until she forgot about her entirely and had Princess Cadence take care of Sunset. The heartbreak nearly broke her when she found out.

'How dare she say that she cares!' I screamed in my mind, grinding my teeth into dust, hands clenched, and hair appearing more and more like fire every second. My escort realized something was wrong due to the fact that Wrath and Peace were slowly drawing out their primary swords while looking at me with concern in their eyes.

When one guard walked up to me to check if everything was alright, the back of my hand met his armored face, removing his head clean off of his shoulders. My attack cauterized the wound shut in an instant, but his head looked as though someone cooked it until it was completely black and falling apart inside his melting helm. I continued walking as if nothing happened, leaving behind burning rug and molten stone with my every step.

"S-Should we get the Arcane Special Forces before she e-explodes?" the escort fearfully gulped behind my back. I ignored the comment since I was trying to calm my shit before I fucking destroyed this fucking place from existence!

"She'll be fine. Give her a second," Wrath gulped nervously. "Hopefully."

"Our orders are to protect the Mist~ress from unwanted individuals and to hold her down long enough for someone to knock her unconscious if she goes on a rampage during a memory relapse," Peace added worrisomely.

"If that does happen, it's best if you run for your life. Sunset's flames are hot enough to flash-melt limestone in a hundred meter radius. So, yeah, get out of the city before she burns it down."

'Shit, really?' I blinked in surprise, stopping in place. I shook my head, 'Anyway, I need to calm down. What did Sunset say about our magic again? Focus on the Flame within my chest and draw it out. Don't push too hard, or it will burn you. Let it flow naturally, like breathing. Okay, take a deep breath! In! Out! Don't fight it. Guide it. Let it breathe on its own. In and out! Go~od.'

"See! What did I tell you?" Peace let out a sigh of relief, sheathing her sword as she did so.

"Damn," Wrath pouted. "I was hoping for some action today."

I glared at them both, Wrath in particular, "I want some action too that doesn't involve Innocence, but a certain someone won't take the hint." And with a huff, I turned back around to resume my journey with only my hair appearing like fire minus the heat, and extra sway with my hips hoping that Wrath stopped being such a moron. 'God, reliving Sunset's memories make me moody and horny despite having BPD. Argh! Screw you Sunset and your stupid body! My libido is worse than when I was a male! It also doesn't help that Wrath looks and acts like my ideal girlfriend! Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I want a refund!'

"Wow, I guess it's also her time of the month as well," Wrath chuckled, causing me to stop, anger flaring once more. Slowly, I turned around in time to see Peace and the escort taking a step away from the heavily armored girl.

"What—Oh," Wrath said as my fist impacted her face, sending her flying down the hall before creating a crater in the wall.

Later.

We finally arrived at the meeting place with the idol of my hatred, waiting patiently and smiling as though nothing was wrong, however. When our eyes met, Celestia cringed before looking away. Meanwhile, Wrath was now sporting a black eye, Peace giggling at her pain, and the escort frazzled over all the dead guards we left to rot in the halls. It's not our fault they all collectively came rushing at us to make an arrest. I blame Celestia's lack of communication. According to Peace, they were corrupt anyways.

Celestia wore a new outfit than what she donned back at the hospital. It's similar to the garb the Hylia Priestess wore, but a little more modest. She still had the same jewelry though, and in her hands was an ornate box with my cutie mark emblazoned on the top. I didn't need to waste brain cells to figure out what Celestia intended to do.

I walked up to her, glaring pure death all the while, "What do you want, Celestia? Didn't you get the hint that I wanted nothing to do with you back in the hospital, especially with all the shit you guards have been putting me through since I re-entered this fucking world?" The venom in my voice made her visibly wince. "Which, by the way. I'm not sorry about the bodies my companions, and I left to rot in your stupid castle's halls. They didn't get the memo that I'm, "apparently," royalty now."

She handed me the box, "I'm sorry about—" I cut her off by grabbing the half-hearted gift before incinerating it in my hands. Tears seemed to form in the corner of her eyes from this action. It only made me angrier.

"You're dead to me," I spat viciously on the ashes gathered around my feet. "Never forget that."

"—Can't we put our horrible past behind us?" Celestia asked, her voice trembling slightly.

"No," I sharply replied. "Not now, not ever. My scars may be gone, but my memories are eternal, and I'll never forget the shit you put me through in favor of your precious pet, Twilight Sparkle. Speaking of which, where is the little bitch? I heard you wanted me to send her to the hospital via a duel? I always knew you were abusive, but wouldn't having her fight me be somewhat excessive?"

"Let's just go meet with the dignitaries first before going further into detail about the duel," Celestia replied shakily, followed by walking down the hall towards a door with two guards on either side of it. Her entire body trembled a bit as well, especially her wings. They appeared to be particularly sullen and twitchy. 'Good. I hope she feels horrible.'

"Fine. The sooner I get done talking to whoever wants to meet me, the sooner I can break your precious daughter, Twilight Sparkle," I snorted hatefully.

Celestia turned her head slightly, "She's not—" I cut her off again.

"Well, it sure looked like it growing up since after my first three months living here. You dumped me for Cadence to deal with. How do you think that made a five-year-old orphan girl feel? Cause it sure made me feel so~oo special," I said in a sickly sweet voice, causing Celestia to go silent. My companions were equally quiet. I can even feel their shocked expressions staring at the back of my head. Not that I cared all that much. I don't need their sympathy to achieve my goals.

We entered the room where the dignitaries were waiting in silent tension. I don't know why Celestia even bothered having me meet them in the first place. It was nothing more than a waste of time for me. I can be spending all my time at home practicing magic and eating peanut butter when I get frustrated over it or honing my martial arts skills. I kept all of Sunset's memories about her knowledge on the subject to add to my own repertoire and, suffice to say. I'm getting the hang of it. The Astral Projections that I can spar against in my personal gym really help me out in mastering my new skills.

As for the dignitaries? All three of them had nine fox tails, fox ears on the top of their hands, and were human. The color of their fur matched the color of their hair, with the boys being white, and the girl had long, braided red hair. Speaking of the girl, she stood roughly five-foot-eleven, had a boner-creating hourglass body with curves in all the right places, deliciously thick thighs, wide, child-bearing hips; long and slender legs, a firm, bubble-butt, and her breasts—if I remember how to measure boobs properly—had to be G-cup! She also wore the same outfit that Ahri from League of Legends A New Dawn Trailer wore, which showed off the massive amounts of cleavage created by the giant pair of tits on her chest.

'I didn't think a natural pair of G's could exist,' I thought in awe. Then I remembered that I'm in the same room with Celestia. My admiration died as quickly as it could be born.

That's when I noticed the shock on the three Kitsune's faces. 'Were they expecting someone else? I don't know them, but judging their expressions. They clearly knew me.' The red-haired kitsune summoned a sword, which further astonished everyone in the room, followed by standing up, walking towards me, and kneeling before me with two swords in her hands.

The largest blade was a black scabbard, one-meter-and-a-half-long Nodachi that didn't have a crossguard. The two-handed hilt seamlessly merged with the profile of the scabbard, and it had a black metal pommel. The only way I could tell the difference between the hilt and scabbard was the black sageo tied to a little hook. The Tanto had the same appearance. 'I'm guessing these are for me,' I thought, grabbing the strangely comfortable swords.

"I don't know what I did too, um, earn these, so thanks, I guess," I bowed sheepishly.

The Kitsune woman simply gave me a smile, "Trust me, Lady Amaterasu. What you've done in the past gave us all a brighter future. Now! The blade of the Nodachi was forged from the scales of the black dragon Death Wing, Adamantium, Mithril, and Astral Steel. It took me one hundred and eight years of non-stop forging inside the magma chamber of the Naruko supervolcano to create the blades in your hands. I hope you'll take good care of them." She turned to the white-haired kitsune with short hair. "Vergil, I entrust her training to you. Take good care of her."

"What?" both Vergil and I said in unison. Me because I was given a sword that took over a hundred years to create by a master smith, and Vergil because he was ordered to train me. I looked around and saw that my guards were dumbfounded, but Celestia? Her eyes glued to the swords in my hands. Her eyes filled with terror. She unconsciously took a few steps away from them in fear. And if I heard Naruko words correctly. She knows me from somewhere, adding to my growing list of questions I need answering. 'Also, why Amaterasu? Does she think that I'm their Goddess of the Sun? Argh! So frustrating!'

"You heard me, Vergil. I'm asking you to train Lady Amaterasu in the ways of the sword. Don't disappoint me," the kitsune woman said sternly in her musical high-tenor voice.

Vergil let out a sigh of annoyance, "Fine. Your will is mine to obey, Lady Naruko."

"Good!" she cheered, turning back to me. "Now, you need to claim your swords, Lady Amaterasu, before you can leave with them. You know, tradition and all that jazz."

"Okay," I shook my head, knowing what she meant. "Wait. Why do you call me Amaterasu, and how can you give me these two swords?" I asked quickly. She gave me a knowing smile.

"Sorry, I can't say. In the words of a smartly dressed gentleman traveling around in a blue box—Spoilers. You'll figure it out in time."

'The Doctor!? Really?! Fuck all these mysteries!' I let out a defeated sigh before I unsheathed the Nodachi first, revealing a glossy black blade that looked like black fire was frozen in the metal. When I cut my hand on the insanely sharp blade and let my blood run down its length; a dim red flame appeared in the black metal, and a whisper kissed my ears. I instantly knew her name. I'll figure out Naruko later.

"Cynder. Your name is, Cynder. And the Tanto's name is, Ash," I smiled, feeling the love come from my swords.

Meanwhile, Celestia's entire body shook in fear. Her lips trembled as she whispered out faint but frightened words of terror.

"It can't be. It can't be! N-Not Cynder, The Aetherial Slayer! I thought the sword that slew my parents got destroyed by Starswirl a thousand years ago?! Why is it here?! Why did it accept Sunset as her master?! Why, Hylia? Why?!"

Only the Kitsunes, Wrath and Peace heard Celestia's frightened mutterings.

Author's Note

Ahri

^For those who don't know how her outfit looks in the New Dawn trailer.

I'm writing this on my phone in a Tim Hortons btw. If there are mistakes. Please PM me about them and not put them in the comments. They clutter them up.