Valkyrie

I walked around town after exchanging my Astrill coins at the bank. Mostly to get a feeling for the quaint little village and to see if monsters would try to invade the place. It normally took half an hour before the GM's started sending Raid Bosses in, but after roaming around for three hours looking for a house to buy? Nothing happened, which made me very thankful. I didn't have to deal with the bullshit that came with being insanely overpowered anymore. I can finally explore areas I normally couldn't without hoards of monsters trying to kill me now! Huzzah!

Ahem! Now, as for a place to set up shop? I found a nice storefront in Ponyville's Market Square—A perfect place for a business to thrive. My Astrill coins were worth a thousand Bit's per coin in the country that I've found myself in. So having a few million of them in my inventory meant that I wouldn't ever get broke for a few thousand years. That little detail filled my heart with relief.

After paying for a construction company to modify the two-story building to my specifications, I made my way to the town's library for a party. A peculiar invite magically appeared in my inventory sometime during my jaunt through the town. I don't know how, but I found it interesting. Many of my adventures began with a simple invitation. I bet this one will be just as amusing. Even a Quest appeared in my logbook! So this party must be important.

I slowly made my way towards a tree near the center of town. That's where the party is according to the invitation. Though, as I got closer to the several story tall tree, my eyes went wide in astonishment. 'Is that an Eldergleam? Those trees are native to Alfheim! How in Hell did this baby end up here?! Oh, the poor thing. I bet its gardener is no longer in this world. Well, now that I'm here. I'll be sure to take care of you! You won't need to sleep for long!'

I carefully walked up to the thick bark of the magical tree. Eldergleams are special trees that generate natural Life Mana and spread it throughout its surroundings; purifying the earth from all taint and evil. These trees need a special individual to grow up properly without defects, or else they'll destroy the land around them. Druids would be the ideal candidate, but I know for a fact that there isn't one in this town. To grow an Eldergleam is to live alongside one for the rest of your life. Unless you can live for thousands of years, you should never try to cultivate an Eldergleam without major preparation, and the one before me is all alone. It breaks my heart, knowing she lost her parent far, far too soon.

I gently rubbed my fingers against her bark, "Don't worry girl. I'll take care of you now that I'm here. You'll never be alone again. I promise."

Moving away from the tree, I noticed a sign next to a door leading into the tree. My blood began to boil in vicious rage when I saw it, but I kept my calm. Exploding now wouldn't do me any good. Golden blood dripped down from my fists from how hard I was clenching them. 'How dare they! How dare they gut this child and turn her into...into...a fucking joke! I'm going to kill the bitch who turned the baby into a Freya-damned Libary of all things!'

Grinding my teeth, I went for the door and found that the party inside had already started. I didn't need to knock to announce my arrival since the door opened for me. There, inside the door frame was a cotton candy pink-haired girl with light-blue eyes. She wore a light pink shoulder-less dress covered in balloons, an equally pink mini-skirt, pink dress shoes, several balloon-shaped bracelets, and a light-pink thong. (The skirt barely covered it in the first place.) She had D-cup breasts, and she had a pear-shaped body with a very curvy rump. She spoke with an annoyingly high-pitched, chirpy voice.

"Oh, my, gosh! You made it! Welcome to the late night super epic Summer Sun Celebration Party!" she cheered gleefully clapping her hands. "Come in, come in!"

Yes, she dragged me into the room filled with loud music, talking people, and food, against my will. I instantly despised her. I never liked overly hyper people in the first place. Not after having to deal with Loki for Gods know how long. It's amusing at first, but extremely grating once the novelty wore off. I made my hand incorporeal to free myself from the stranger's grasp. The second I let go of her hand, however. Everyone's eyes were instantly on me. I waved politely before making my way to the food table. They went back to what they were doing. 'Crisis averted!'

"Hello, Darling. I absolutely love what're wearing!" praised a posh-sounding woman from out of nowhere. 'Nevermind!' I turned around after filling a cup with spiked punch, (even though I can't get drunk anymore), to find two girls looking at me.

One had stylishly-curly purple hair, flawless skin, an amazing complexion, dark-greyish-blue eyes framed with long lashes; a well-balanced hourglass body, D-cup breasts, stood five-foot-eight-inches tall, and six-inch pointed ears attached to her skull. She wore a one-piece white dress, purple high-heels, a gold chain around her neck, diamond earring studs on both ears, and a diamond ring on her right hand. She was rather below average when it came to Elven beauty standards, the other girl, on the other hand. She must have a bit of Asgardian in her blood.

She was the same height as the other woman, but she had long cherry blossom pink hair, aqua eyes, the fair skin, an angelic complexion, and a face capable of melting the coldest of hearts. She wore a tight-fitting, butter-yellow turtleneck sweater that barely hid her G-cup boobs, skinny jeans that showed off her magnificent butt and legs quite well, and cute yellow slippers. Her entire body screamed, "Innocent Beauty," which made me glad that I didn't have my old body. I would have felt rather inadequate in her presence. Then there were her butter-yellow wings attached to her back. The tips of her silky feathers barely touched the ground while the elbows reached to the top of her head. Her wings are perfect according to Asgardian standards, but they're not as pretty as Liliana's. I will forever stand beside that fact.

I gave the posh-sounding Magi a practiced smile, "Thank you. I like (not really) what you're wearing as well." Her eyes lit up with pride. It's as if I complimented her own work. I sure hope not. Her dress is quite bland and basic.

"Oh, perish the thought. It's just something I quickly whipped up before the party. It's nothing compared to your ensemble. Can you tell me where you came across such a wonderful garment? It would really make me happy," she prattled on like an annoying noble. The other girl, meanwhile, only stood there in shy silence. I'll leave her alone for the moment. Now! Time to destroy the other woman's dreams.

"The fabric used to make my robes might be too expensive for your wallet, um, what's your name again?" I inquired back.

"Oh, where are my manners!" the purple-haired girl gasped. "My name is, Rarity Belle, and my companion standing quietly beside me is Fluttershy. May I ask for your name as well, Darling?"

"I'm Wisteria Selene Nocturnia Vel'roha of Alfheim," I bowed politely. "It's nice to meet you both."

Her eyes went wide in shock, "My, such a long and noble name! But I'm not familiar with this "Alfheim," that you mentioned. Is it a foreign country?"

"Indeed it is," I replied honestly. There's no point to lie about my original character's origins. I might as well use it for my own personal gain. I'm the one that wrote Wisteria's backstory in the first place. It even became canon in the game! That really made me happy when I found out about it.

"I'm quite familiar with all the countries in the world, and I have never heard of yours. Is it, perhaps, new to the world?" She gave me a calculating look. I quickly read her mind with the Tier-6th Spell—Mental Cartography—just to make sure she isn't lying.

She wasn't. I quickly made up a lie based on all the information I acquired from her. I didn't like what I learned when it came to Equestrian magic. Censoring most of it is fucking retarded.

"Alfheim is a country far to the west passed the ocean. We're mostly an isolationist land due to conflicting beliefs when it comes to the study and mastery of magic. Celestia and my Mother don't get along all that well," I snorted at the end with honest disdain. Rarity almost tripped where she stood, but before she could voice her next opinion. Pinkie Pie, (the one who invited me), pointed to the door.

"It's almost time for the Summer Sun Celebration! Everyone, to the Town Hall! Eeeeee!" I gave her a shrug and followed the pink girl back to the Town Hall.

"Isn't this exciting? Are you excited, 'cause I'm excited, I've never been so excited—well, except for the time that I saw you walking into town and I went," she paused to let out a deep gasp before continuing, "but I mean really, who can top that?"

I gave the Twilight Sparkle, who I learned from Rarity's memories, a sympathetic smile for having to deal with Pinky Pie. I stood some in the middle of the crowd within a circular building. It's the same building I entered earlier to buy the deed for the store. Hundreds of people all gathered around to watch Celestia "raise" the sun. That's a massive lie if I've ever heard one.

For one, it's impossible for a being of such immense power to walk amongst the mortal populace of the world. Just their mere presence would destroy everything they walked passed. Another reason is their magic; even the most simple of spells has the potential of destroying entire mountains in seconds. Celestia can't raise the sun and live amongst her people. She can do one, but not the other, and since she does the latter. My guess is that she placed a massive perception filter in the sky through a medium of some kind. Her "Spell" is just her connecting to the medium to start up the illusion. As for lowering the moon? I doubt it also. If she were to move it across the sky at the speed that the eye can track, then the resulting tidal waves created will flood the entire planet. It must be part of her "Spell" as well. 'What a fucking manipulative liar,' I thought as the town mare walked onto the balcony to give her speech.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, as mayor of Ponyville, it is my great pleasure to announce the beginning of the Summer Sun Celebration!" she declared to the raucous cheers of the crowd. "In just a few moments, our town will witness the magic of the sunrise, and celebrate this, the longest day of the year! And now, it is my great honor to introduce to you the ruler of our land, the very pony who gives us the sun and the moon each and every day, the good, the wise, the bringer of harmony to all of Equestria..." she paused to allow Fluttershy's birds to get ready to sing, which I found rather delightful. Beast-tamers are a rare treasure.

"...Princess Celestia!"

The curtains fell, music played, everyone cheered, but there was no Princess. When everyone else realized this fact, they all collectively began to worry. Not me. I found it exciting! My Quest Log Updated to tell me to find the "Missing" Princess. In other words: An Event Quest! I instantly started looking around to see anything new will happen, and something did!

Blue wisps of Dream Mana flew into the room, collecting on the balcony where Celestia should have been. I automatically recognized it as the Tier-3 Spell—Dream Shroud—and giggled like a child. 'A Lunarmancer! Another Lunarmancer! Yay! It's been years since I met another one! Eeheehee!' When the shroud fully-formed on the balcony, a tall, sexy Asgardian appeared from within the starry smoke. My smile dropped before morphing into a vicious snarl.

She stood six-feet-one-inch tall, had a perfect in every way hourglass body; flawless fair skin, jade-like complexion, a demonically-seductive face, draconic teal eyes, F-cup breasts, and hair made of stars that reached all the way down to her deliciously curvy butt and thickly-toned thighs. She wore thigh-high hooker high-heel hooker boots, armored panties made of silver and black metal; an armored, cleavage-showing bra made from the same metal as her panties, and she wore a black, tattered cloak attached to her panties. Plus, she had a pair of massive raven-black wings out on display for everyone to see. As for her Aura? How can I ever forget her vile Aura! There's only one person in all of Aeris with an Aura like hers!

"NIGHTMARE MOON YOU BITCH! HOW DARE YOU SHOW YOUR FUCKING FACE TO ME AGAIN AFTER WHAT YOU DID TO QUEEN SOLARIA!" I screamed in pure, unrelenting rage as I summoned my battle scythe: Crescent Moon! Nightmare looked down at me with a mocking grin for a brief moment, but when she took a good look at me. Her eyes went wide in absolute, unrestrained, pure, unrelenting terror! I dashed straight for her throat, hoping to slice her head clean off of her body with my scythe! "I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!"

Third Person

Wisteria lunged at Nightmare Moon faster than the eye could see. One moment, she stood near the center of the crowd amongst the residents of Ponyville, the next? Her scythe made out of the night sky with a blade forged from liquid moonlight slashed forward, hoping to remove the skull from Nightmare Moon's shoulders, but it didn't find its mark. Instead, it slashed through the same wispy smoke Nightmare originally came out of. The force of the slash, however, was enough to cut the entire Town Hall in half.

Twilight could only watch in paralyzing fear as the top half of the building she's in fell over to the side, crashing onto the square loudly while also revealing the twinkling stars above. The most frightening part of the entire exchange? She didn't even feel a single kiss of wind from the attack. It simply—happened, without evidence.

Nightmare Moon reformed her body in the air, her wings fluttering like a beautiful swan, but her face filled with fear; her body trembled, tears streaked down her face in fright. Twilight didn't understand why she was afraid of the hovering woman she met a few hours earlier. What she did know, was it was her chance to find the Elements of Harmony to stop them both from destroying Equestria!

Meanwhile, Wisteria glared pure death at the women shivering before her. No one, not even King Acedia, pissed her off more than the putrid filth of a woman in front of her. She gripped her scythe tightly in her hands, grinding her teeth into powder, her eyes narrowed into slits.

She remembered the day she freed Lunaria from her wretched grasp; how she sobbed in her arms after being used for a sick instrument of pleasure for her amusement. Queen Lunaria couldn't talk properly nor could look into another man's eyes without trembling in fear. She remembered all the vile things Nightmare Moon did to her best friend, how she tortured her, raped her, abused her, had her family try to kill her. It sickened Wisteria to her very core!

Then there are all the things Nightmare did to Queen Solaria. Oh, how heart burned with vicious fury! She wanted, no, she needed to destroy that Night Wraith into so many pieces that not even the creatures of the Void can put her back together again! Wisteria put away her scythe for the time being and replaced it with a book made of black fire. Its name is Nosferatu: The Grimoire of Death. Nightmare Moon gulped.

"Now, now. No need to pull out that monstrosity, Empress Wisteria," Nightmare chuckled nervously as sweat fell down her brow. "Can we let bygones be bygones? Sure I tortured the Celestial Fairy Queens for over a millennium, but that's all in the past, right? Can we relax and communicate like rational adults for a moment? P-Please?"

Wisteria raised her right hand, pointed it at Nightmare Moon before chanting, "Triple Maximize Widen Over-charged Magic, Tier-10 Hyper-spell—Lunar Nova!"

Nightmare Moon's eyes turned to pinpricks, mouth trembling agape. Tears streaked down her face like rivers. She felt her panties grow damp with her own urine dribbling down her leg. A silver runic circle made of hundreds of smaller circles, pentagrams, runes, hexagrams the size of the Town Square; appeared in front of her before a blinding white light collided with her body.

Wisteria snorted as the Lunarmancy Spell activated, destroying everything in the path of the beam. Houses, trees, the very earth; nothing remained where her Spell touched. No sound came from the Spell, only a flash of white light then...Nothing. Wisteria stared blankly at the three-mile-wide scar on the planet that reached beyond the horizon. It even touched the sea.

She swapped out Nosferatu for her other Grimoire—Gaia: The Book of Earth, before touching the ground with her right palm. "Triple Maximize Over-charged Magic, Tier-10 Hyper-spell—Nativity of a World of Trees!"

Ponyville got to bear witness to another miracle as the mysterious woman repaired all the damage she did to the Everfree Forest in an instant. As for Nightmare Moon? Her heavily wounded, burned, body laid at the body of a ravine. Wisteria easily found the possessed Asgardian without much difficulty.

She walked towards the naked, whimpering body, with hands firmly clenched. Wisteria knew how strong Nightmare is from her previous fight, but at the time. They were both equally matched. The difference now is that Night Wraiths can't grow passed Level-300, even when they take control of a host. So the odds of them surviving going against a Level-1000 God Slayer? Non-existent, no matter who they possess.

Wisteria loomed over the sobbing body of Nightmare Moon, her right hand glowing in a golden light. She pointed at the woman and chanted, "Tier-7 Restoration-spell—Phoenix Down."

Wisteria watched as Nightmare's entire body glowed in golden, twinkling light for a moment. If it weren't for the girl Nightmare was possessing, she would have finished her off. The girl didn't deserve to share the same fate as the filth embedded in her body. She'll heal her first, followed by removing Nightmare from her body, then giving the creature its own for the sole purpose of turning it into a slave. Wisteria shall only kill the demon once she has no more use for her. And as the Queen of the entire Demon Race in the Multiverse, it's her right to punish her creatures as she sees fit!

Before Nightmare finished healing, Wisteria activated the Tier-10 Spell—Impure World Reincarnation—To summon forth her old body. Next, she pulled out a crystal attached to a black chain from her inventory before putting it around the neck of the empty body sleeping in the wooden coffin standing beside her. It's a God-Tier Binding Contract called: Chains of Tartarus, making it perfect for enslaving the Night Wraith since it only works on demons. With all that done, she prepared her final Tier-10 Spell—Hand of the Shimmering Isle—and waited for her first spell to finish healing the monster.

"Oh, what hit me?" Nightmare groaned in pain when Phoenix Down finished repairing her body. Wisteria didn't waste any time to grab Nightmare's soul from within the body she possessed.

Wisteria saw the sudden realization of what was happening in Nightmare's eyes, but she didn't care. She pulled the demon from the body before she could react, stuff it into its old one, followed by purging whatever remained from the young girl's body. No scream echoed throughout the quiet forest, nor a plead for mercy. Wisteria next used the Tier-10 Spell—Samsara Rebirth—on Nightmare's body, making it a truly alive flesh and blood body.

Once Nightmare readjusted herself in her old body, she saw Wisteria standing in front of her with her arms crossed underneath her chest. The only sound from the forest was a question that came from Wisteria's lips.

"Now we can talk."