Chapters Prologue (Polishing finish) 4/1/2021
In the year six hundred and sixty a pony named Ophelia Void that was in her thirteen years of age. Her mane and tail were purple with a color of paradise pink highlights, had magenta color eyes, her fur color was a persian pink color. She was always a beautiful unicorn in her class. Most of the stallions in her class always give her this weird eyebrow look most of the time. They raise an eyebrow and move it up and down with a half-smile. It totally made her feel weird most of the time however, she mostly looked outside of the window from three stories high looking at the sunrise. Her intelligence believed that there was a curse among the royal families when the door opened in the library. She had seen it through a dream vision. Something that had been terrifying herself throughout five months ago. Every unicorn can smell death was coming. A leak of darkness spread across Canterlot. Her last moments were to find who did this and the missing of her two sisters. Aira Void that was missing about three weeks ago. After her disappearance Ophelia Void wonder what was happening. She talked to her youngest sister that was five years of age. After that she disappeared about a week ago. Ophelia knows that she still older than Aira by three years. Unicorn horns were affected by a disease that was unknown to unicorn medical. No pony knows about the effects and most of them thought that the earth ponies can heal however, nothing help not even the pegasus. Unicorns faced a disaster a few weeks later many royal families suffered. It was the darkest price for using the elements of harmony. A gift of exchange had doomed Canterlot.
After school was over, she still wonders if it’s right to leave her friends for the sake of her family. She then disappeared after night to the library in the restricted section. She walked in the library in the back, found the two books of the sun and moon on the bookshelf, and pulled them both. The bookshelf moved to the left, she walked in, and the bookshelf moved back into place. She walked down stairs where there was blood and an awful smell of the dead. The gate was opened however, she didn’t know what was on the other side. A blue fog spread every time she got closer to the gate when she walked with water drip down on her face. A lot of eyes had opened in the fog with blood drip down onto the floor. She didn’t have a choice as she was curious to know knowledge of what happened however, she didn’t know the price to enter. She walked through the gate as the creepy laugh stir around her face. The gate shut fast with a key hold. Big chains clashes with the gate. She turned her head to the right and knew it was too late to turn back. She turned her head to the left and pressed forward. The fog goes away into this creepy road that she saw. She walked on the road for seven hours, and she noticed that there wasn’t a damn day cycle. The moon shined bright upon her. A little way down the road she saw a town.
Once she got to the entrance of the gate, she saw a mare walking to the building on the left. She looked like she was a blue color mare with a purple mane and tail wearing a nurse outfit. She was carrying a lamp even though she was a unicorn. Ophelia walked towards the gate, then the gate opened slowly with a weird soft latch sound. The gate rattle when it opened. She walked in and went to the building on her left. Knowing that it was odd the door was locked. It said closed for today there are no one to enter besides the staff members. She walked through town and it was empty not the Canterlot she knew or was. She remembered that Canterlot was always busy with magic, but this was a lot of weirdness for her. She turned to the left and saw a little colt with a teddy bear toy grasping it with this mouth from behind her. The teddy bear was filled with blood on the face and it dripped down on the concrete floor. The colt opened the door what she tried to get in. The colt walked in as the door began to close. Ophelia used her right hoof to stop the door from closing. When she walked in the door closed shut. She turned around and tried to open it, but no luck. She looked back and saw icicles it was hard to see the room it was very dark. She then turned around to her right, her body shook, and her breath made a thick fog. She shivered and walked over to the door to find some heat around here. She noticed that she didn’t find the little colt anywhere, walked up to the desk, and found a note. She used magic to light on the note and looked at it.
Year three hundred and seventy-two.
My gosh it’s cold in here the heat needs repairs and fast all of the children would catch a cold if it keeps going on like this. The sickness that is spreading like a plague, however no one can ever go down stairs it’s nearly below zero down there. Signature by Hellion.
Walked to the left hallway and saw a few doors on the left and right. Ophelia tried the first door on the left however, it was locked she tried on across the side and it opened. Once she went in, she saw or what was a pony with its guts pouring out. Insects creeping inside and outside of the body. She paused and stood there, “What the fuck?” She shut her eyes tight, and then gave another glance. The body was ripped apart, teeth marks on the neck, and black blood had been splattered on the walls in the room. She wondered how the blood was black on the walls something didn’t feel right. She heard a noise coming from another room on the left, puts her ear right at the wall and listen.
“My name is Nulmiolm you fuck. I’m here to end your life Zedron leader of the earth ponies who slay pegasus.”
“I never slay any pony. It’s all a lie.”
“Mark my words you're a sick bastard I’m not going to let you live.”
“What about your sick scientist that you're holding for earth ponies like that name Hellion.”
“That prick? Means nothing for what you did asshole.”
Ophelia heard a whack sound and the conversation ended. She put her left hoof near her mouth with water drop from her eyes.
“Is someone there?” He raised the left eyebrow.
Ophelia moved on to the back of the room and replaced the dead body in the bathroom, then she quickly hopped on the table and cover herself up with the blood stains sheets.
Nulmiolm opened his first door and walked out of the room, walked to the left of him and opened the first door on his left. He saw dead bodies everywhere just the way he left it and closed the door.
Ophelia uncovered the sheets and headed out of the room, walked to the right and opened the door on her right, and walked in. She saw a pony without a head and blood that had been flowing like it was a fresh kill like he didn’t care for the stallion. She moved in closer to the body, it twitched, and got up. She got startled by how it up with a horrible twitching walking dead pony with no head. It started to walk slowly to her with weird cries as the pony was in pain. She of course step back to watch how the dead take another step forward. The door opened behind her as she stepped backwards and slip at the edge of the floor, and then fall off.
Ophelia felt a drop on her face, sniff the air, and awoken with blood drops from the ceiling.
Whispers went through her head.
“Masturbation.”
“Die.”
“Suicide.”
“Kill them.”
She used both hooves, closed her eyes, and rub her hooves slightly on her eyes. She felt another drop on top of her left side of her face.
“Hello is some pony there.” She opened her eyes and looked at a distance and saw clearly an unhappy colt that stood there. He was holding a teddy bear filled with blood stains on it. The colt walked forward as the room got darker.
“Where is my mother?”
“I don’t know?”
He had been walking forward until he was near to the strange mare.
“Are you lost?” The colt gave her a stair to the eyes and his eyes started to bleed.
“Help me.” Blood drops from his cheeks and went down on his knees covering his face. “Why does both my eyes hurt so much?” He asked.
“I don’t know.” She looks at him and then suddenly spiders crawled out of his eyes.
“I think I'm feeling better now.”
Her body froze as she looked at him. Her mouth dropped her soul screamed, no matter how hard she tried to use her voice it didn’t want to come out.
Author's Note
I hope that this fiction becomes my greatest achievement ever.
Chapter 1 (Doesn't need polishing) 4/1/2021
She got up slowly and rubbed her head with her left hoof, walked to the window on her right side, looked outside, and saw it was the exact apartment seven years ago. She turned her head right knowing it was the exact same bed, the same table near the kitchen, and the soft carpet that was made out of sheep wool. Knowing she opened her eyes wide as she turned to her head to the right, she saw a picture frame missing the family portrait picture. All she saw was herself and the missing pony heads that were scratched. She heard voices that it was her fault for killing her younger brother.
“Did I murder my brother back then when I was little? I can’t remember a thing. I don’t even remember having a brother.” Her left eyebrow raised with a settle of her body shaken. She looked closely at the picture and saw herself. It had blood to censor the final product of the six ponies besides herself, can’t remember who they were, thought to herself knowing that most of it doesn’t make any sense, then turned to her left and headed towards the door. However, it was locked, and started to hear noise from outside.
Some pony was walking in the hallway with another pony. “Look there hasn’t been a pony in that room 420.”
She of course was walking aside from his left in the hallway ahead of him by seven centimeters, “The room is cursed, the last one who was there went missing ages ago, the door has a broken handle and you can’t get in it.” She said and shivered on the cruel tale about the missing daughter.
Ophelia closed her eyes and heard a thump near the closet. She turned her head to the left and walked to the closet. When she got there, and used her left hoof. The door squeaked open slowly. A pony was in the closet with an upper half of the body missing. She noticed that there was blood splattered everywhere. The stench was pretty bad, so she carried the lower half of the body to the kitchen table.
“I personally think some water is necessary.” as she went and grabbed a towel, dipped it in water, headed to wipe the flank with the towel when she used her left hoof.
“I know this pony's name. It’s Tropical Breeze bottom half.” She wiped the tail on the table as well-knowing it’s a bright red color. Her fur coat was cyan.
“Oh no.” knowing her she was pissed. She took a look near her vagina and put her left hoof to see if she was raped. Ophelia knew this was wrong if it were her private life but, she wanted to know how she died, however when she pulled out her left hoof it had some white cum. “Of course.” She sniffed it and analyzed.
Ophelia headed to the door and tried to open it but, although it was locked and then something came up on the door. She then glanced at it and saw there were chains and blood stains all over the door. Six voices whispered to her left ear. Knowing it sounded like something is haunting her, but she knew the stakes when she was going into the restricted section in the library.
She only knew that only four of us went in that day counting herself. However, she hasn’t seen them. Last time she knew that one went in and never came out. Ophelia was the last one to go in. Coco Berry went in first and didn't come back for hours. Tabby went in next as she ran through that awful mist of screams. Cloud Dream was the third that went in there. Ophelia wondered if she would see them again.
A few moments of thought she went to the bathroom to get herself clean. She faced the mirror knowing it’s different. She saw lots of blood on her face and both of her hoofs. There she stood at the mirror and used her left hoof to touch the mirror. It left a bloodstain on the other side.
The door opened on the other side of the mirror a pink pony with a butcher knife covered in black goo. The pony in the mirror flicked her left ear and started to head to the mirror on her left. She turned the faucet with her left hoof as it was red. The pink one drank it. Ophelia thought to her mind that was blood. She then walked to the mirror and got close to the pink one. Pink one said “I can see you.” as she swung the butcher knife at the mirror both mirrors broke. Ophelia walked backwards and slipped into a hole.
Chapter 2 (Polishing finish) 4/1/2021
Ophelia had dropped on the floor. She used her left hoof to scratch the back of her head. It was dark in the room once she opened her eyes. Got up and shivered with no light.
“I must find my way out of this hole.” She looked up knowing it was a long journey down. Voices creep with whispers in her ears. She walked slowly forward and hit a wall on her forehead. It was too dark to see. She headed to a path to the right and hoped it led somewhere. There it was standing; another pony was there.
“Help me.” she cried. “This place is no longer Equestria.” Her eyes were shut tight.
Ophelia walked forward to that noise and saw a bright figure. She walked towards it very slowly. The pony turned around with no head and screamed. Ophelia turned to the left and ran. The ghost followed the noise. A few more steps and Ophelia trip on something. The lights turned on as the dead corpse was bled to death. She looked up and noticed the ghost was gone. She looked around seeing blood stains on both walls. At one moment she looked up and saw a picture. It was the picture from the room however, one of them had a pony face that was so strange. Her mother and father were faded pitch black. The weirdest thing that one of the ponies she didn’t know is that the full picture of a pony was right next to her in the picture frame. Had about black gushing eyes but her fur color was royal blue color. She had an ear piercing on the right ear. That weird looking smile felt like it was the smile of death.
The lights went out in the middle of the hallway there was a lantern. It was going back and forth between two doors, one on the right, and one across from it. Ophelia went towards it. She used magic to grasp it with her sparkle red glow magic.
She walked in the dark with the lantern and saw a few doors in the hallway. Two doors were locked and one door was jammed in there shut. She looked at the opposite of herself across the hallway knowing there was a grey door. It squeaked while the door opened slowly. After a few steps in she got to the right door and opened it. A pony breathing heavily.
“No, it wasn’t my fault I didn’t do it.” Ophelia looked at her and saw blood all over her face with a missing left eye. A pink pony with a sailboat as her cutie mark.
“What are you doing here?” Ophelia asked and slanted her head with a right eyebrow raised.
“I saw earth ponies taking the secret dark passage for all dark unicorns. Not only that pegasus. This shouldn’t have happened.” She cried with tears of blood running down her eyes.
“What happened?” She began to squint her eyes.
“The dark one.” Coughs up blood. “Broke both of my back legs I… I can’t walk.”
“So, you're telling me that pegasus and earth ponies are in here too.” She thinks for a moment that it shouldn’t have earth ponies and pegasus; it's by law only unicorns can enter.
“My name is Hula Hula… Tootie Tail is dead. She was chopped by a creature with a hat. It had a symbol on it. Front and centered, a red cross with blood on it.” She then closed her eyes.
“I need to get you out of here.” Puts down the lantern.
“Leave me. I’m already dead.” She takes one final breath, her eyes begin to fade away, and her heart rate slowly drops.
“Wait.” Ophelia ripped the curtains and put it on the pony. Walked out of the room with the lantern, heard a noise down the hallway.
“Hello, help.” The noise got louder in the dark hallway. She turned to the right and walked forward as her breath got misty. Shaken she was, her muzzle got a freeze burn very slowly.
White small crystals floating in the hallway as she kept going further into the dark hallway. Red liquid started to drip on the right side of the wall. It made a puddle on the right-side door. While she was heading to the door and opened it with her left hoof. The door opened slowly with a creaking sound. There she was looking at a figure making such white glitter all over the room.
The stallion eyes were shut. “I know who you are Ophelia we used to be in class together.” He turned to his left and opened his eyes.
Ophelia looked at his eyes that were bled to death. The eyes of him were full scale dripping tiny white cold crystals, but when it was touched by an object it turned red.
“Why?” He started to move forward to Ophelia.
“What?” she steps back with a tremble look on her face.
Black blood boils in the stallion’s heart. “There is no hope in this place.”
Ophelia looked at the stallion face. Black covered the stallion fur, the teeth stretched bigger, the cutie mark kite moved to the right and popped out a skull on his flank, and big bright yellow eyes. The strange stallion moved forward quickly towards Ophelia.
Chapter 4 (Polishing finish) 4/1/2021
“I remember taking down this dark path once again. However, I failed, but this time I'll make sure I don’t make that mistake again ever.”
The time when she remembers regretting her annual seventh birthday.
“Father it is pretty amusing to have my first herb hunt.”
“Sure, daughter I hope you’ll succeed where I can’t.”
Ophelia used her hoof on the tea cup and drank it. “How lovely this day will come to be.”
“Well-then let’s go.”
“Yes's father.”
They walked from the Canterlot all the way to the Everfree Forest.
“Ah, look at this.”
“What is it father a herb that could heal maybe.”
She opened her eyes wide. “That’s great father.”
Flower bloomed and squirted some magical puff yellow smoke. Father pushed Ophelia, Azriel used toxic poison on her father. Ophelia looked at Azriel.
“That flower will only consume death to ponies into trees. He was already dead when this flower puff yellow smoke.”
Ophelia didn’t listen and ran away.
She saw six ponies that were there and hid behind a tree. Listening to their conversation.
“They're all dead.”
Ophelia could only hear death and trap in the forest. She looked at the six ponies and all of them hung themselves to their deaths.
Ophelia used her left hoof to scratch her head in the bathroom and remembered what happened. She opened her locket with her mother and father's family portrait. Closed the locket from her bag pocket. When she was ready to go back to her deep thoughts of the dark and horror place, she walked back to the bed to lay to rest.
The pony stallion chewing on her neck. She used a recovery spell on her neck and pushed down and forward. The stallion tripped on a tombstone and broke its left leg. Ophelia squinted her eyes and attacked with an ice barrage. The ice piercing the stallion face as it melted to a mare that she once knew.
“Sister... But, why?” Her eyes opened wide.
chapter 7 (Polishing finish) 4/1/2021
Ophelia looked closely in the room where most of the ponies who used to be here were hanged on a hook. When they showed their insides', insects crawled in and out of their bodies. Red liquid dripped down from the dead eye sockets. The wall just made a knocking sound, the ceiling rain drop of red stain, the floor made droplet sounds.
“There will be death my dear. Surrender.”
Ophelia threw the sword at his face. Azriel Grim melted away. Ophelia stepped forward to the cup. She used the flame sword to break that cup and end the living nightmare.
She woke up she was at the hospital.
“Is that you Coral?”
“Yes, it is me. It’s all thanks to you for saving the world.”
“What happened?”
“Most of the unicorns had lost their psyche.”
“What… what happened to the Tantabus.”
“Some say she died. It may be just a living nightmare.”
“Was that real?”
“Not so sure.”
Ophelia closed her eyes.
Coral Grim walked out with her partner.
On the other side of the hallway. There was a pony.
“Is she going to be alright.” Princess Celestia asked.
“I’m afraid we may lose her.”
“Dear sister… what have I done.”
Princess Luna’s dream.
“Hello where am I?”
The Tantabus looked at Princess Luna.
“Why did you create me?”
“It was necessary.”
Tantabus hides in her shadow.
Chapter 3 (Doesn't need polishing) 4/1/2021
Ophelia closed her eyes, felt a pinch on her neck, and then woke up from the bed.
“What happened? Was that even real?” The bird came flying in the window with a scroll letter.
Dear Grandfather Void.
I found such a rare flower for your daughter. I can’t wait for the marriage.
“Marriage?” She used her right hoof and rubbed it against her chin.
“This doesn’t make any sense. It could've been an arranged marriage for me. A pony who I don’t know.” She got up, and sat on the bed, put both hooves on her face.
“What was going on? I never knew I had arranged marriage.” She stood up and walked towards the window. “Has it been that long?”
After she stood there glazing at the distant land, her neck was running down with this red liquid. It was thick liquid then started to cough up stains of red. She ran to the bathroom to the broken mirror. Looked at herself, found out she was a mess, noticed a slave collar around her neck.
“Am I royalty?” Many teardrops went down her cheek. “No, this isn’t real. You can’t control me but, I can control you.”
“Oh well, I guess it depends on you then.” Azriel Grim comes out of the shadows. He pressed his cock near Ophelia vagina.
“You think you can control ponies in the dark dream world? Well, you're wrong.” She cast a spell, frozen liquid cuts part of Azriel ear.
“One day you’ll be mine as the last royal family.” Azriel went into her shadow. “I’ll be waiting.” He then dark laughed throughout the bathroom echoing.
“So it begins.” She stared at the mirror.
Chapter 5 (Doesn't need polishing) 4/1/2021
Ophelia used both hooves to turn the body facing up. The eyes were gone. Spiders crawling in and out of the eye sockets, the mouth had white stuff liquid coming out of the muzzle. Looked downward and saw brown spots all over her body. It was clear that some pony did something to her. There were pink hairs going to the door. She slanted her head and raised an eyebrow. It was then she started to figure out where this could lead. Looked back at her sister and used her left hoof and shoved it in her sister's vagina. She pulls it out knowing it was white liquid all along.
When she still looked at her, she knew that her hair was pretty grey, her skin used to be green but, now it’s a pale green, the eyes used to be orange but, it lost their color, and soon to know it all the tail was stripped out near her butt. Tabitha Void was her name. Well, she always likes to be called Maya. However, we called her Bookworm. She always loves to read and create books.
Back then she used to play a lot with her kite.
She smiled playing with her kite with the other sisters. They talked about school and how hard it was to keep up. The two sisters always talk about how handsome stallions are. They cuddle during the night most of the time. Play lots of games during the raining seasons. Sometimes watch the sunset when the place is filled with color. Ophelia's sister Tabitha ever wins a game; she always pats the both of us on the head with her right hoof.
“Memory, the day I remember.”
Ophelia woke up and sat up on the bed. She looked at the family photo and saw Tabitha that got her head cut off. The painting got weird as if the red liquid dripped out of the painting. She heard louder screams in her head.
“AHHHHHHHHHHH.”
The pain couldn’t get away from her. She kept drowning sorrow for the deaths of her family. Coughs up blood and started to breath slowly. Her eyes were about to fade. They slowly grab a few pills with her right hoof. Put them in her mouth and swallow with the cup of water near the end table near the right of the bed.
Chapter 6 (Polishing finish) 4/1/2021
Head throbbed in her head. She headed straight to her bed and pulled out a locket and opened it. When looking at that, she noticed the pony that she knew. It was a yellow pony with purple sparkle hair with a pink tail. She looked near her flank and it didn’t have a cutie mark. Ophelia started to close her eyes and took a picture of her.
“Who was that pony I just saw in the picture. Something wasn’t right.” Coughed out blood. “I’m so sick.” She heard a voice.
“Take the power it’s in your grasp.”
“Hello who’s there.”
“It is I the Tantabus.”
“The curse ponies. I thought that was just stories so parents can have their child close to them when sleeping.”
“Hahahahaha… that’s ancient times now.”
Ophelia opened her eyes. “What.”
The Tantabus opened her mouth wide with razor sharp teeth. She turned left in a narrow hallway. She ran and pulled objects on the floor. She kept running and tried the door on the left. It was locked. She went to the right and it was also locked then she went to the middle and it opened and went through. The door slammed shut. She turned her head to the right then back forward.
“The only way you can win if you were to take ponies' souls.”
“What if I don’t want to?”
Ophelia started to start losing a hoof.
“Or else you’ll fade away. Hahahahaaa…”
“I see… I guess this is how it must be.”
Tantubus opened its mouth with teeth sharp, “hehehee...”
A pony walked towards her.
“Aria?” Ophelia opened her eyes wide, her pupils shorted, and her mouth dropped.
Aria screamed, black covered her whole body, grew dragon wings and a beak, gained seven hoofs, two more eyeballs, and grew a cock that was big. Ophelia still saw she still had a vaginal part of the body.
“A trans?” Cast a spell that she did. A soul of a flame sword from Ophelia's body. She then squinted at the monster of Aria. Doesn’t know if she wanted to save her. She then swung the sword near Aria cock. It dropped super heavy making a clunk sound. Ophelia’s eyes got dark as it absorbed the soul of Aria into the sword.
“Why did it have to be like this.” She looked down to the floor with water coming out of her eyes. It ran deeply and poured to the floor.
She shut her eyes and knew what she must do. Slaughter every pony in the darkness and take the toll of their soul.
Many rooms suffered from Ophelia's horror burning sword. A dog-like monster opened its mouth wide but wasn’t fast enough for Ophelia using the flaming magic sword and used physical magic to move faster. At the time when she had three thousand souls in the dark dream. She saw a door with a majestic and elegant door. She used her flame sword and bash that door to pieces. The one who sat on the throne was no other Azriel Grim.
