Displaced as a Vengeful Child with a Magic Crest
A gift is granted…
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In an instant, I created an invisible dome around us, not only blocking the rain from hitting us, but also blocking the cold, the temperature inside the dome rising to dry off the filly and I. While the heat was drying us off, I decided to introduce myself to the foal. “clears throat Greetings young one, I am Vetrix, God of Crests, what’s your name?” I asked the foal, looking down at the smaller filly, who was looking up at me in surprise and confusion.
After a few seconds, she hesitantly answered my question. “M-my name’s Ice Blossom…” she replied quietly, I heard her just fine though, “Ice Blossom? That’s a lovely name.” I said kindly, clasping my hands behind my back. Her cerulean eyes widened slightly at my compliment, her ears turned towards me as she stared up at me, “Th-thank y-you…” she responded, looking at me like that was the first compliment she has ever received. I noticed her expression, but decided to ignore it for now, getting to the point, “Now, since you helped me escape, I, as the God of Crests, can bestow upon you a crest that can give you abilities slightly out of the norm for most crests,”, I informed her calmly, “So tell me, what kind of crest would you like?” I asked her, missing the confused expression she gave me when I mentioned crests.
“U-um, sorry b-but, what’s a crest?” She asked in confusion, tilting her head slightly. I looked at her in confusion, before face-palming, my metal mask clanking slightly from the impact, “Ah, right, you ponies have been calling crests, ‘cutiemarks’ for a long time now,” I said in an exasperated tone, ”That name for crests is still completely stupid.” I added under my breath. Her cerulean eyes widened considerably when I said that, before asking in a hushed voice, “Y-you w-want t-to g-give me a c-cutiemark?” she had clear hope in her eyes, mixed with a healthy amount of skepticism.
“Yes, one that shall grant you some abilities outside of what a natural cutiemark would grant you.” I responded calmly, noticing both the hope and skepticism in her eyes, “However, this comes at the cost of permanently overwriting your original destiny, so do be careful for what you wish for.” I added, my soft spot for children compelling me to make the pros and cons clear to her. She appeared to think it over briefly, before asking, “W-what a-are t-the o-other a-abilities t-that I w-would g-gain?” her eyes showing both curiosity and caution.
I nodded, “Good, you’re asking the important questions.” I said calmly, resting my left hand on her head, “And I shall answer, by showing you.” I stated, activating my crest. Her cerulean eyes widened as they began glowing the same reddish-pink as my crest, allowing me to show her visions of the abilities she could gain, including her being able to fly without wings, use magic without a horn and the power to manifest powerful creatures, whom she would have complete control over. When the visions ended, her eyes stopped glowing and my crest faded beneath my glove, she then looked back up at me with hope and excitement clear in her face & body language.
“So, allow me to ask you again,” I said, bending down at the waste to become eye level with the foal, my hands behind my back, “what kind of crest would you like?” I asked calmly, a kind smile on what little of my face she could see. She visibly reigned in her excitement and began really thinking about what she wanted her special talent to be, muttering to herself as she did so. When she finally came to a conclusion, she looked back up at me with excitement and said, “I want a special talent that can allow me to easily create connections with others!” Her cerulean eyes wide with hope.
I smiled and stood straight again, before resting my left hand on her head, activating my crest. Her eyes once again began glowing a reddish-pink as a giant version of my crest also appeared below us, indicating that the ritual has begun. I watched as her eyes began shifting from a glowing reddish-pink to a glowing green, a crest appearing on her flank.

Once the crest appeared, I knew it permanently altered her destiny, so permanent that not even the elements of harmony could undo what I have done. The ritual ended a few seconds after ensuring the permanence of her new crest, causing the giant version of my crest beneath us to fade, her eyes returning to their normal cerulean colour.
Ice Blossom stumbled after the ritual ended, “Ugh, I feel funny.” she said in a nauseous tone, almost loosing her footing (Hoofing?). I swiftly steadied her with my hands, “Yeah, that happens when your destiny is overwritten, but it will fade soon.” I said, giving her a reassuring smile through my mask. While she was recovering, I lowered the temperature in the dome shaped barrier blocking the rain from touching us, as we were already dry by this point. The sudden drop in temperature seemed to help her shake of her remaining nausea, before her eyes widened in realisation, turning her head to look at her flank, seeing her new cutiemark(crest).
The sight of her new cutiemark caused her to rear up on her hind legs and let out a high pitched whinny of joy, jumping in circles around me in her excitement, causing me to expand the barrier so that she didn’t crash into it. I allowed her to expend her excitement, as I did find her youthful enthusiasm endearing. When she finally calmed down, she was about to say something when thunder abruptly interrupted her, making her flinch while reminding her of the storm still going on outside the barrier.
Deciding to take us somewhere dryer, I used my own crest’s connection to her cutiemark(crest) to peak into her memories so I could take her home. Once I found an image of her home, I focused on it and opened an overlay network leading to her home, causing us both to rapidly dematerialise and for our particles to get sucked into the portal, the portal closing behind us. The instant the portal was closed, the barrier blocking the rain disappeared, leaving little to no sign that anything was once there except an empty pedestal where I once stood.
Author's Note
Thoughts? Are there any mistakes I made in my sentences and/or paragraphs? Also, any thoughts on the story thus far? I still need a lot of constructive criticism to become more confident in my writing style.
(Also, the reason I gave her Trey’s crest is because I intend for Vetrix to adopt her, either as a sister or a daughter, any thoughts on this decision?)
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