Prince Sugar Hoof of Equestria

Day 2 After Potion - 10 years old

I sifted through my alchemical notes in an attempt to find out what caused my rapid jump in age.

"You think this could be a repeat effect?" Gilded asked.

"Oh I know it'll be a repeating effect, I built it that way." I poured water into a cauldron so I could attempt to reverse my mistake.

There was no doubt in my mind, Instead of causing a ceasing to my biological clock, I had simply made it start skipping. If I did not fix this, in roughly a week, I'll be as old as I was before I came here, and longer? I'll be dead.

"One mandrake, liquified harmony, an emerald, sage, parsley." I dumped the ingredients into the mixture quickly and began stirring the quickly boiling pot.

"I don't know what to do about this, I've never heard of a potion that causes someone to age quickly." Gilded responded, his ears down.

"There's nothing you can do, I'll need to fix this myself." I said, lifting up a spoon to sample the mixture.

Day 3 After Potion - 30 years old

"I think my potion yesterday just made it worse." I said, pouring through my notes.

"Yeah, you skipped young adulthood entirely." Gilded responded.

I wished I had brought some of my life samples with me. At least then I might be able to afford myself some extra time. To make matters worse, my spies tell me that the storm king is nearly done with his preparations. With my luck, he'll attack either when I'm dead of old age, or when I'm too geriatric to defend myself.

I was thankful nobody had asked for me, my work now is far more important than my princely duties. Though, I was told I was gaining support all throughout the desert. The treants I had ordered to run the newly-built clinics were putting their life magic to good use by providing medical care. Especially since It was free medical care. Most illnesses and injuries can be easily cured through magic, the ones that can't, well I have multiple farms designated solely to medicine, so it's not like it really costs me anything to keep the clinics open.

"Ok, let's try this." I said as I poured three apples, five diamonds, sage, and a bottle of liquified anger into the cauldron.

"How are apples going to help?" Gilded asked.

"I didn't bring any life fruit with me when I arrived here, so I'm working with what I've got."

Day 5 after Potion - 70 years old

The rapid aging potion had not stopped it's effects, and If I could not find a solution soon, I would never be cured of it.

My bones ached as I moved and wrinkles formed across my once tight skin. The dark green of my mane and tail had disappeared and been replaced by a gray.

As it had gotten so bad, I stopped with the potion entirely, and began focusing on magic instead.

"If Life magic and Shadow magic can resurrect the dead, surely it can hold off aging."

"Hold on, can't you just resurrect yourself after death?" Gilded asked.

"How would I? I'd be dead."

"LIke a timer, though. Put like a... delay spell on yourself to activate the resurrection spell after you die?"

I pondered his query while stroking my newly grown beard, "Yes, I could, but I would die again right after, since the thing that killed me has not changed."

"Oh, right." He said simply.

"What little I had learned of harmony magic left much to be desired." I explained, "The princesses explained it's power of banishing and petrification, but knew not of the peaceful effect it had on us that night in the castle bath."

Gilded snickered as he remembered that night. "How did we even get confused? You were just a new-born."

"It made sense to those who didn't know what was going on, you were in the water and I was getting out the soap." I did enjoy it though, it was peaceful, just too friends goofing around. Now though, it seemed as though I would not get to enjoy such things again.

While I focused on fixing the age problem, my treants were finding great success in convincing the desert settlements to support my claim. They travelled to Klugetown and the smaller villages and brought them means to produce their own food and water. As you can imagine, in the desert, this was a boon. All the desert settlements were behind my banner, so much so that I actually needed a banner.

Princess Celestia had a bright yellow banner with an icon representing herself, a sun with wings and a horn. Princess Luna had something similar, a dark blue banner with the moon with wings and a horn. Princess Cadance had pink banner with a heart surrounded by crystals.

I was busy, so Birch decided on the design. A forest green banner with a leaf scorched and cracked by magic. Every town flew at least one.

This loyalty would not matter If I could not find a reversal.

Day 6 after potion - 90 years old

I looked at myself in the mirror and saw a very familiar face. I was by now, one year older than I was when I arrived on this planet. The frail face of a unicorn was held up in a terrible glare as I was fitted by some treants.

In front of me there were notes detailing the storm king, his rise to power, his abilities. He relied mostly on his technological advances and his army, but his true claim to fame was that staff spear of his. It was imbued with divination, storm magic, and I figured if I could get a hold of it, I could not only reverse the effects of the rapid aging potion, but could likely get closer to my goal of immortality.

The treants worked diligently to craft this armor for me, it was similar to the one my soldiers wore, but riddled with enchantments... and made to fit a pony of course. Enchantments of protection, enchantments of healing, enchantments of resistances, water breathing, speed, strength, and whatever else I could fit on them.

I did not have time to mobilize an entire treant army, I would have to go myself. There could be no more waiting, whether I'd still be alive tomorrow is a mystery, this might just be my last day.

I have spent my entire adulthood trying to discover the secrets of immortality. I thought as I put my old green hoof on a picture of the storm king holding his staff spear. Here we are now, nowhere for it to hide, under heavy guard by children too foolish to understand what they hold.

My life's work will be complete. I'll show them what happens when the healer becomes the designated hitter.