His body felt broken. Barely moving as the weight of his opponent's power came crashing down on him. Even still he felt himself tightening his fists. He was going to die. Twilight was gonna die. The villagers were gonna die. All because he wasn’t strong enough. He never had a backbone until this moment. He wanted to win. He didn’t care what it cost him.

Varbu was already in the motions of attacking. Moving twice the speed of his first rush. The sword was raised high into the air as he was already upon Anon. Not even Twilight could keep up with that speed. Yet, for Anon it was as if time had slowed down. Everything moved in a slow motion as he heard something call out to him.

A voice that had been chained within his very DNA. Locked away by his passive nature. “Are you going to let this weakling push you around like this?” The masculine voice asked. There was a playful nature to the words as they were spoken. “You’re even burden by your own power…..come on. You’re better then this. You finally stopped being a wimp….my blood was wasted on your father but, you…..you are actually showing some potential. Don’t crap out on me now boy.” As the words were spoken….Anon felt something. His body was….light. All of the pain had just disappeared.

Without effort he dodged the slash. Varbu followed up with a fury of slashes, a blur of motion that no one's eyes could keep up with and yet….Anon dodged every SINGLE one of them. Anon didn’t notice this at the time but, the screen did appear again reading:

“SUB-CLASS OBTAINED.

Path of The Demon’s Blood [Descendant of the Ogre]

Negative Effect removed:

BURDEN OF POWER.

Negative Effects Added:

Bloodthirsty

Desire for Strength

Skills Added:

Feral Instincts

Apex Predator

Mark of the Ogre [Activation Skill]

“STAND STILL YOU WORM.” Varbu shouted gripping the blade once more with both hands. The runes upon the blade grew even brighter as he swung downwards. Anon’s arm moved the back of his hand upwards. Hitting the side of the blade forcing it away from him as the blast of force that came from the blade was double the amount from earlier. Cleaving the ground in two as it blasted forward.

Anon pushed off of the ground summersaulting over Varbu with ease. As he landed. He had his back turned to the crowd now watching the battle in awe. Even the Riders had stopped themselves to watch what was unfolding before their eyes. Never had they seen anyone last this long against their captain’s enraged state.

Anon was solely focused on his opponent but, Twilight noticed it. The physical change in Anon’s body. His nails were sharper and his teeth had become much more like fangs. The voice from earlier spoke up again from Anon’s body. Only Anon could hear these words.

“That’s more like it. Your mind set was really weighting you down. You shackled yourself. Was it out of fear? I am a little curious about your growth boy. I will be watching from inside your blood. You are my kin after all….show him what that really means. I’ve given you the greatest power after all…use it.” The voice commanded.

Anon’s body moved on pure Instinct. Taking a strange stance. His feet were shoulder length apart as his arms then stretched out upwards and then wide. Facing towards Varbu. In that moment his muscle tensed ripping what was left of his suit apart. That moment when his back was exposed to the crowd was moment that was passed down for generations by the ponies of North Peak Village.

As the day they saw a demon upon a man’s back. Anon’s back muscles had twisted into a demonic looking face with a wide grin.

The screen appeared again.

“Skill Activated:

Mark of the Ogre.”

Varbu's raged peaked at the sight of his enemy taking such a stance. “YOU DARE MOCK ME. THAT STANCE IS FULL OF OPENINGS. YOU THINK YOU CAN SO EASILY DEFEAT ME. I WILL SKEWER YOU.” Varbu shouted as he took a familiar stance. Pointing the tip of the blade at Anon readying another thrust attack. Building up a magical force within the blade. He would kill him this time. He was sure of it.

Rocketing off the ground Varbu charged blasting the blade forward aiming for Anon’s chest. Anon didn’t move to meet him this time. He stayed on the ground. A smirk appeared upon his face as his fist came sailing towards the tip of the blade. The blade pushed into Anon's knuckle causing a bit of blood to be splashed. Varbu smiled but, that smile soon faded….as the blade snapped in half from the force of Anon's punch.

The punch kept going impacting Varbu's chest dead center. He was sent sailing through the air passed the entrance of the village. He kept going blasting through a number of the trunks of the oak trees as he flew. Everyone was in pure shock for a few moments.

As it was the riders that broke the silence as the two remaining soldiers cried out. “BOSS!!!!” They both raced out of the village towards where their leader was sent flying. Anon felt a wave of calm wash over him as the village erupted with pure joy. Twilight soared over to him landing in front of him. His whole body covered in wounds and dripping blood from a number of places.

“Anon how did you do that….what was that?” She asked.

“I don’t kn….” That’s all he got out before he fell forward his body finally giving out from the strain of battle. He was caught by the princess who was shouting his name as he faded out.

He awoke with a groan but, he wasn’t in the village anymore. He was in some kind of…endless black void. All around him was nothingness. Even the ground was this inky black that he pushed off of. His movements caused ripples in the ground as if it was water. He stood up taking in his surroundings. He spotted a figure in the distance…not too far from him.

It was a woman’s figure in a strange black dress with red accents that hugged her curves. The skin that was exposed was a pale white with red veins that crept across her flesh. Slowly her head turned towards Anon. The face was hidden by a black veil that had a massive vertical red eye stitched into it. The eye began to glow as it looked at him.

“I see you.” She uttered to him with a voice as gentle as freshly fallen snow.

Author's Note

Hello everyone.

Sorry this chapter took a while. I have trouble focusing sometimes.

Anywho, I will try to move this Fanfic to Monday, Wednesday and Friday Schedule with chapter possible coming out on weekends if I am feeling up to it.

NEXT VOTE:

How does Anon respond to this woman:

1. "I am not afraid of you."
   
2. "What are you?"
   
3. "Who are you?"
   
4. "I hope you are least seeing my good side."
   
5. Say nothing.