The brother

Heaven, hell, hell, heaven, heaven, heaven.... damn this is way too tedious. If I could only stretch my legs. Why couldn't I have been turned to Stone sitting down or something. Why couldn't they have the courtesy to move me outside at the very least. But no "he has to be watched". Now instead of looking at life, I'm stuck in this dark, old castle.

Groan. No one even visits me anymore. I don't mind being alone really, but at this point I'm just dying of boredom. Before everyone left I was able to over hear gossip so that was something at least. But I really didn't appreciate it at the time. Mostly because what I heard was how all my work was being undone. I don't know if it was done instantly or if they were manually undoing it one at a time. Either way I was extremely pissed off for a long time after hearing about it.

By now they should have realized the pitfalls that comes along with imprisoning me. To be honest, I don't blame them for being a little freaked out by my work, but it is a necessary evil. But freaked out or not, they all overreacted so much it's not even forgivable. My mother and father abandoned me while teaching my sister's to hate and fear me. Everyone hated me when I was younger. They either avoided me or threw things at me during my early years. I had to teach myself, house myself, and feed myself while everyone tried to trip me up. That's not even the half of it, but who wants to remember bad memories.

Everything they did to me just kept piling up over time. I was their child, their brother, part of their family. How could they shun me like that?Who knows?!?! It's not like I can ask them now. I did kill most of them after all. All but my sister's. My darling be sister's. It was rather satisfying to kill those who shunned me, but I had a moment of hesitation when it came to my sisters. Or they were my sisters once upon a time.

I was the oldest of my siblings, but I wasn't as tall as my siblings. The second born was named Celestia. She was the deity of the sun. The youngest was named Luna. She was the deity of the Moon. I was ignored from the day I was born since my parents both wanted girls. But I found my purpose eventually.

At the end, when I fought with my sisters they were desperate to survive. They were the last Alicorns left after all. Both of them were badly injured and I had them cornered. All I had to do was finish them off but I hesitated. I thought perhaps since our parents had taught them to hate me, maybe, if given the chance, they could love me. They didn't REALLY know me! Only what are parents had taught them. So I naively thought 'maybe if I show them mercy, they would see me as less of a monster and we could be the happy family I had always wanted'. The moment I backed away and offered them mercy, a way to become a family, they saw it as weakness. They pulled out these stones that glowed brightly. I had no idea what was going on, so like an idiot I stood completely still. Then that damn rainbow shot out of the purple one and hit me directly in the chest. Next thing I know I'm stuck in stone and put in a castle as some sort of trophy.

Those bitches took my show of good will as me backing away out of fear of their "terrifying might"

. Then to add insult to injury, they dropped me from all the history books. Now I was just a myth and the statue was a representation and nothing more. They even left me behind when they moved somewhere else.

All this happened because of who I was born to be. So what if I am the pale horse, death, or what ever the hell there calling me now a days? My birth name was non-existent. They didn't even bother naming me and just called me boy. So it was up to me to come up with a name and I made sure they wouldn't forget it. I am the Grim Reaper. The harvester of soul's and death incarnate.

But now with me stuck in stone all I can do is choose which way souls will go. I choose whether they'll go to heaven or hell, but on the bright side purgatory has been completely empty lately. Purgatory is just waiting room for the dead and they just wander the world as ghosts until I decide. Honestly, these temporary ghosts are the only company I ever have. So that's why at first I didn't pay them much mind.

It took me a few minutes, but since there isn't anyone in purgatory I quickly realized that the people in the castle were actually alive. There were seven girls and what looked like a baby dragon. At first I thought they were here to collect me and bring me to the new place. They would be very late, but a at least they remembered.

That wasn't the case at all. Instead of moving me they all started cleaning what's left of this castle. That worked in my favor. The only way for me to get out of this stone was if something were to die unnaturally near me. It could be murder, sickness or anything that isn't dying from old age. It doesn't have to be a sentient creature, but if it isn't there would need to be a group of them to make a difference. The smaller the life, the harder getting out of my little slice of hell will be. When creatures die unnaturally they still carry their power. But the old use up most of their energy so are not useful when the stone drains me slowly.

It took awhile but the child killed a few spiders near me with his comic book. That was very little to work with but it might be enough. I started to use the power I just gained to revert to my former self and work my way out. The child seems to be in trouble because the seven girls ran out of the room frantically in the same direction the child waddled of to. That is perfect. If I had any luck left they wouldn't come back for about a weak. I say that because the next part will be slow, loud, and painful. But I simply refuse to let a chance like this go to waste.