He did not know how he got here, one day he woke up in these frozen and inhospitable lands of ice and snow. He woke up inside a cave that penetrated almost infinitely inside a mountain, the interior was black and as dark as the darkest of abysses.

Some of the sunlight filtered through the thick gray clouds in the sky and he entered the thick darkness of the cave awakening the inhabitant of him. Little by little he began to get up, he put his hand on the rough and rough surface of the cave to get up more easily and in a short time a huge figure of humanoid aspects rose throughout the space of the cave. He was a tall figure with a strong and fearsome appearance, he was dressed in armor that covered his entire body of black color, he also possessed a ragged-looking cup that slid behind his shoulders, shoulders from which spikes sprouted.

The titanic figure, once standing, moved towards the entrance of the cave where the icy winds mercilessly swept away those snow-capped stands. The icy wind touched his armor and went through it until it reached his skin but it did not affect him, it could well reach his bones and still he would not feel any discomfort.

This was a scene that was repeated every day, he would get up and leave the cave that had become his refuge. He walked through the endless white lands that loomed before him in search of some place where he could receive help but found nothing in this forgotten wasteland.

He remembered how it was the first time he woke up in this place, he did not know what was happening, he was confused and scared.In addition, discovering the new nature of his body only served to increase his fear, panicking the newly recorded of Metallurgy tried to give some kind of answer to his situation but this was not fruitful because he did not find any answer for what was happening to him. So he remained, leaning on one of the walls of the cave motionless while his brain tried to process and assimilate his condition, but that was a long time ago.

Leaving the cave he walked in a direction that he thought he had not taken before. For hours he walked in the snow, the strong winds hit his body but they did not affect him and he continued like this for several more hours but he did not find anything, clearly discouraged he decided to return to his refuge although he believed that he could walk for much longer and At night he did not want to put his body to the test, the least he wanted was to die before his time but something deep inside him said that these fears were unfounded.

When he was about to leave, he managed to dazzle a small point in the distance, it could be anything but anything was good for him. Running he approached that something that every time was getting bigger until he got close enough to see what it was and it was the chasm of what seemed to be a kind of building. As he got even closer he was able to dazzle that it was indeed a construction that was in the middle of a town, it was gray and tall and seemed to be dead and the town where it was found did not differ from it, because the town also seemed gray and dead but she also wore a cloak of sadness as if terrible things happened in her.

For a moment I doubt whether to go or not but he was already desperate to find nothing here so he decided to go, but something caught his attention, it was a very deep feeling inside him that resonated throughout his body, it was like a kind called as if he had forgotten something very intimately linked to him, he did not know what it was but what he knew is that it was very important to him.

Looking for this call, he noticed that it came from the direction of the cave, he did not know if returning was a good idea since he risked not finding his way back but leaving those who were in the cave made him feel that he was forgotten part of he. Making the decision to return to find out what it was that called him, he turned and ran back hoping to find his way back to this place.

Several hours of running I finally reached the cave where he took refuge, entering I look for the place where that call came from and I found it, he was almost at the bottom of the cave and seemed to be aware under the snow so he got on his knees and began to dig, for some moments I dig without finding anything but it was only a matter of time to find something, he took it in his hands and stirred the remaining snow to see what it was and when he saw it he was sent into a whirlwind of emotions. The object in his hands raised many things about him, who he was and possibly how he got here though; There was also the possibility that the object in question was not that mythical object and that it was something else, so he took the object in his hand and closed it for a few moments, nothing happened until a flame also hot and red burst from his hand like no other I have seen but this only killed doubts that who he was, once here his hand stayed still watching him to see if something happened, the little moments that he spent waiting felt like hours and the despair and anxiety were becoming unbearable .

After a moment more the object began to shine or rather, what shine in it were the writings around it, when this happened almost all the doubts about this object and who it was disappeared and the implications began to emerge, He didn't like it at all, but he couldn't do anything to change it either.

He was Sauron and the object in his hand was the unique ring.

Author's Note

disclaimer:
I don't own any of my little pony.

English is not my native language, it is written in Spanish and I translated it with google.