The sun rose over the land Death, over the horizon the smoke in the ash filling the air. The suns rays hit my eyes as they fluttered open allowing the sunlight to have assault my vision. The temporary blindness awoke me from my slumber ruffling two extra appendages on my back ever since I arrived they have become somewhat of a tool and a nuisance.
I see the lava in the molten rock and I look to my left seeing the obsidian gear I had made. Turned out with my arrival came knowledge that I had no clue I had, but that is a story for a different time. I stood at the mouth of my humble abode in a cave on top of a mountain overlooking the dragon lands. I had visited once I was highly unwelcome, but they learn to respect my power. They used to call me weak, worthless, powerless, and useless. I left that day with my new found appendages later on I discovered on my back. The leathery wings that were on my back sometimes ached from the lack of use that I gave them. But they were there I tried to teach myself how to use them, but things would slowly fall into place I would’ve trained myself how to fight, how to survive, and hunt.
It wasn’t until I stumbled upon the one village outside of the most dangerous forest then what I realize my troubles with increased dramatically. At first I was welcomed with open arms seen has a butter yellow Pegasus named Fluttershy I had found my worn and decayed state but I never questioned why she did it. All I knew is that her kindness was the first good feeling I had since my arrival. But as always how things must come to an end. A magical blast it accidentally hit me but I do have mediately evaporated upon impact with my skin. It turned out I was magical resistant somehow. This revelation was sent to the princesses of this country. And apparently my species I’ve been here before me and caused mass destruction in their wake. Leaving nothing but ruins as a symbol and half away or they had been.
Soon all the friends I had known would eventually turn on me the elements of harmony were used on me. I will not lie, it hurt. The magic of the elements did not hurt but what they would do it hurt more than any weapon or sword could ever. I assume left back to the dragon lands finding a home. The cave I now called home I was decorated with a shield now that was made out of dragon scale sites slaughtered once and of many other foes I had collected trophies from. The dragon soon came to respect my power after that. But they still weren’t any easier to deal with. They had constantly try to take my life again and again and again, but at least one of them would die in the fray. Dragon Lord in both soon approached me one day saying that I had to leave and this would stop. I just stood there staring down at her and just for a second I saw fear the one thing I was good at, was striking fear into those who stood before me.
Now I stand here on the edge of my home I grab the obsidian weaponry and armor I had made and some other belogging‘s that I may need in the future. I didn’t take notice of that at the time but I realized no dragons that attacked me in months. They normally always came after me father for the false treasure that I had or some thing ridiculous as a bed to watch the challenge they could take me down. If it was the challenge they would never live to tell that they failed. But all the same they are just at the bottom of the food chain to me. My species has always been the Apex predators of the entire world and the animal kingdom some measly mythical creatures cannot stop us it never has, and it never will.
I begin to pack my things as a ready myself for the badlands. I wanted to go to the Badlands not for myself but as more of an adventure per say. I knew the changeling hive was out there but I would avoid it if I could. From my knowledge the changelings have yet to be reformed at least that’s what I hoped I would love a good fight. I sheathed the sword on my back and proceeded to exit the cave. I took one last look behind me before I set off for the badlands. I created my own Helmet with a visor and everything. The visor was made out of a special glass that was practically in this sense literally resilient to any attack that was thrown or would be thrown in my direction.
But my armor would never see any use because no creature would dare trifle with me. My deeds had spread to the ears of the ponies that I had coach friends. And celestial yet feels their heads with lies that I do it for sport and game. She doesn’t understand our species. We do what we do because we must. If I didn’t kill I don’t think I’d be considered a human, at least to my own I wouldn’t. I always look at what I’ve become think back to the days when it was simpler and I didn’t have to survive on my own, worry about death that could be around any corner I took, Or worry myself without the other trivial matters.
I kept walking through the forest all I had to do was get to the other side and then reach the badlands. He would take me about two days time to get there but I didn’t care as long as I got away from this place I would be happy and that’s all that matter to me. I looked back at the mountain the capital with a Equestria and yet I find it quite beautiful. Even humanity and all the mighty couldn’t even achieve Canterlot is. We could build a castle on the side of a mountain we could only build one on top of it then again they use magic to keep their city up without the magic that half of the city would collapse.
I continued walking through the forest for what felt like a while to me it felt like I was walking in circles. I thought to myself for a while like I always do when I’m lonely I always sit and think. I hear some commotion in the distance and I pay no mind to it until I hear a scream. I casually looked in the direction it was coming from and I was on my way to leave to pay no mind to it it was a pony they could pay their own problems one loss of life wouldn’t bother me. But I stopped for a second I felt myself thinking hoping that maybe a good deed could show them I’m not but they make me out to be, what is the Celestia makes me out to be.
With this new thought in my mind and the single drop of hope planted thinking it would sprout. I just some part of me hoped that it wouldn’t Celestia would still see me as a threat, She always has. I casually walks to the sounds of howling and I knew exactly what they were, Timberwolves. I kept at a slow pace continuously walking and I knew fate was at work. When I got there a group of three familiar falls were huddled together surrounded by Timberwolves. The look in their eyes of sheer fear filled me with joy, but the larger more stronger part of me felt pitty, even sorry for even.
I unsheathe my sword and let it glistening in the sun. I also pulled out my shield but second-guessed it and decided to put it on my back to curved out points for the wings on my back spread it out they could easily fit comfortably as shield was on my back. I charged in with the flap of my wings as I jumped in the air letting out a war cry but part of it was muffled due to my helmet. I landed on one Timberwolf stabbing my sword directly into its neck horizontally pulling up splitting the Timberwolves head in half. Another one tried to jump me but I swiftly dodged it and plunged my sword upwards not even looking at the one behind me as I Swarts implanted itself directly into his mouth impaling it coming out the back of the throat. I pulled the sword out and got in a ready position to fight the others.
“ 4 to 1, I’ll take those odds.” I said to myself as I looked at the four Timberwolves that stood in front of me ready to attack. If I knew Timberwolves they would attack me all at once or send to all my sites into two to the front.
As I expected they chose the first option they are charged at me at once I swiftly brought my sword sideways to a Timberwolf I had a mouth open sidestepping it letting my blade cut the entire body horizontally in half all the way to the tail. The others took the chance of my distraction to attack one got the better of me and jumped and bit into the base of my wing and my shoulder. I let out scream of pain has it dug its teeth deeper deeper in deeper. I quickly backed it off by punching my sword into the stomach and twisting killing it instantly I said let’s grip off and fill limply my rage was boiling blood trickle trickle down my body. If I had to give the Timberwolves one credit there by computers just about anything.
I felt my blood start to boil and in a sense I guess you could say literally I felt the blood in the warm glow that came off of it as my freehand starting to get warm so I made a ball of fire appear in it. I quickly grabbed the blade I had and smothered the flames into the blade making it catch fire. I decided to take the offensive as I charged headfirst at the Timberwolves quickly reaching the one closest to me striking it down as I plunged my sword into its head quickly pulling it out and sheathing it quickly as I grabbed it the split that appeared in its head and quickly started to pull apart as I ripped it apart with my bare hands splinters for now on my hands and fingers starting to bleed. I unsheathed my sword again and ready for a fight but the two Timberwolves had other plans. They quickly knew it wasn’t worth it as I stood my ground and watch them flee in terror of my power.
“Are you three all right.” I said in a deep strict in for boating tone not really in the mood for dealing with this kind of interference with my day.
“ oh yes T..thanks Mr.” I heard the yellow in the ass cause a trembled in fear of me and from the experience with the wolves.
“ I have one question for you?” I asked staring them dead in the eyes as I took off my armored helmet and stared them in the eyes as they looked into my scarred and beaten face.
“What might that be?” The white unicorn asked me as I moved my stricken gaze to her.
“What were you doing in this forest? Do you not know the dangers this place poses? If you came here you must really wanna death but I’m not gonna be the one to gift it to you.” I said as I looked all of them down. As soon heard shout as soon brought my wings back in and she threw my sword not wanting to appear as a threat as for I knew who was shouting.
It was the elements of harmony.