Author's Note
I made this cause I saw that there were no ULTRAKILL crossovers here so I immediately knew i had to fix that. I feel like if ULTRAKILL had come out during the 2010s it would have been a huge hit in the brony community
Prelude
The land was barren, empty, nothing but icy snowy and infertile soil as far as the eye could see. A cold harsh environment where few could reasonably survive and a constant struggle for those who were strong enough to manage to make it another day. Those that did were known as the Caribou, large imposing figures with large antlers and strong bodies to withstand the harsh weather with great strength and affinity for magic only rivaled by the ponies of equestria. A once proud culture founded in respect, honor, and strength but also intelligence and cunning. A wealthy and powerful civilization that was founded on its discovery of a special resource for the caribou, one that advanced civilization by eons and one they could simply not survive without. This invaluable resource was known as the mana sphere, a rare magical object found in the lands of Cervidaestra that served as a catalyst for the user and granted them the ability to use magic, for while the caribou found themselves to have a great affinity for casting magic with the power of the sphere in a ironic twist they themselves had no innate magical ability. The mana spheres themselves were almost ethereal in appearance, large blue orb like crystals that were as light as a feather yet maintained the durability of diamonds. These spheres brought the caribou people into a new golden age of peace, powerful magic, impressive technology, clear skies, homes to keep the people warm during the blizzards and most importantly many crops and food to go around for the children to have full bellies. This would not last forever though, for their special resource would eventually all but dry up, civil unrest was inevitable, the people were getting desperate for the thought of them losing magic were making many selfish as many simply could not survive without it, a complete collapse would soon strike, civil wars broke fighting over who would get the last few mana spheres the conflicts laying siege upon the people and land until it became the wasteland it is now. The golden age long gone and all that remained of the civilization were raiders and bandit tribes struggling to survive and destitute farmers living in mud huts. One such poor soul was wandering farmer out in a hostile environment, he wasn’t even sure where he was going or why he wasn’t even trying to get by anymore. He was weak and frail from the constant hunger and the chilling weather and was content with simply laying out in the middle of nowhere dying over nothing in a place no one would ever know or care about. He had no name, no family, no friends, nothing, but in the lone ones darkest hour he freezing body felt an odd warmth around him, for once in his life he felt oddly at ease and a sense of comfort and everything around him went silent almost in an instant, then an almost otherworldly voice came to him from nowhere.
“Fear not mortal, for I am here!”
Said the voice, the caribou looked around to see who was speaking to him but he could not find anyone, assuming this is what death was like he fell down to the ground and accepted his fate of what he thought must have been spirits coming to claim his soul for the after life but then a great blinding light came to him, a flash of majestic brilliance that appeared in the blink of the eye. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. It couldn't be real could it? A large floating figure donned in crimson robes appeared before him with its holy aura surrounding him.
“My child, do you doubt my existence?”
The caribou was simply at a loser for words from what he was seeing and hearing, reaching out for the man trying to gather any form of physical sensation from him
“Worry not my child for I am very real”
Claimed the anomaly as he grabbed the caribous arm and helped him stand up to his feet with ease. The caribou knew right then and there that this was no trickery of the mind nor was it death manifesting and coming to claim him as he could feel his aura surround him from just touching him. The seconds of physical contact granted a sense of enlightenment and warmth the likes of which he had never felt before, he felt blessed by his sheer presence.
“My child, your people have suffered long enough but no more for”
Now mesmerized by his presence every word spoken from the man was the most clear words ever spoken to him almost as if he was speaking to his mind and not with his mouth.
“No more will you feel hungry and loneliness my child for I am Uriel”
“And I will be your people’s salvation”
~
MANY YEARS LATER
A machine clad in blue was riding down a seemingly never ending elevator downwards, falling for what seemed like hours. The machine was humanoid in appearance with a blue and black metallic frame and the word and letters “V1” on its chest, its head almost resembling that of a security camera with a large yellow glowing light being his “eye” and a lanky neck joint connecting it to the rest of its body, sporting thin proportions and a height of 5’10 as well as 8 glowing protrusions on his back almost resembling wings granting it great speed and mobility as well as somehow holding an entire arsenal of dangerous and advanced weapons all of which maintaining multiple different variants and functions with over 6 pistols, 2 shotguns, 2 rocket launchers, 3 experimental railcannons, 2 rapid fire nail firing auto cannons and 2 sawblade launching automatics as well as including entire separate and detachable arms for it to freely switch between. Despite being a machine it seemed to be trying to amuse itself by un-attaching and then reattaching its arm for no apparent reason other than to pass the time. It was used to falling in a floorless elevator shaft by now. It did it so many times before but they were never very long before about 35 times now not including this one, and unlike this one, something immediately was off about this next layer of hell it was trying to explore. As it was examining its arm all of a sudden the floor appeared to it and fell down crashing onto the floor with its left arm slouched next to it, when it got up to reattach itself it noticed something else strange about this room as unlike all the other rooms there was a lack of vending machines before reaching the next layer of hell but the machine decided to not pay much attention to it as it walked over to the entrance to the supposed 7th layer if hell. The machine was going through the many layers of hell battling demon after demon, fellow robots, and angels in a one robot crusade against hell for the selfish purpose of killing the demonic residents for fuel to survive as the machine was a special kind of combat machine that uses blood as a fuel source converting any and all blood that comes in contact with his experimental armor for power and quick repairs in case any damage was inflicted onto his frame instantly reverting any serious dents in its chassis to an almost brand new pristine look. As the door opened the machines heard a familiar angelic tone of voice similar to the angel he's done battle with Gabriel but this time whoever it was it wasn’t gabriel but rather perhaps a different angel, saying the words
“Come to me machine, for I have a proposition for for you”
To be continued
ᚢᛚᛏᛁᛗᚨᛏᛖ ᚹᚨᚱᚱᛁᛟᚱ
A village was burning. The crackle of fire was inescapable, flame surrounded as far as the eye could see. Soldiers marching forth and at the middle of it all were two warriors already past the climax of their battle. One was already kneeling in defeat bleeding out from a removed limb while the other was standing triumphantly.
“You fought well, warrior. I enjoyed our duel”
The victor was a caribou, standing at over 7 '1 and sporting a powerful frame and long golden hair that reached his back and covered his left eye. Antlers cut down to a fine trim so that they wouldn’t be of any hindrance. Wearing basic leather greaves and leggings and nothing more his muscular body out in full
“I do not remember or care for names well but I would like to remember you somehow.”
It was a kirin village, attacked and now under siege by the caribou. The fallen soldier look up towards the winning caribou at his mercy
“It appears you saw us coming which leads me to believe that you have heard about or methods for what we do to civilians”
The fallen Kirin warrior wanted to look away at that point, the terrible thought of the fate of the women and children crossing their minds all because of their failure in combat. Not strong enough to stop the enemy
“I will remember our battle, and I wish for you to die peacefully so I promise that no harm will come to your women and children.”
The Kirin was in a confused daze now
“You have my word as long as you give me your blade. I would like to remember you that way”
The Kirin cursed the name of the caribou. The blade they were carrying was of foreign make, unique in their lands for its curve and single blade. The sword was a special family heirloom, the idea of passing it onto someone else sickened them but it was either their families honor or the lives of the village. The answer took 10 seconds to process and the caribou stood there patiently for it. The Kirin gave the caribou their sword and scabbard and tried to use what little remaining strength they had to kneel up straight and face their execution with dignity by their families own sword.
“That sword will return one day”
Were the last remaining words before leaving the mortal realm
“Dainn”
A voice behind him, another caribou but this one was different, typically a caribou rarely ever differentiates from brown fur but this Stag bore completely red fur all over his body and a silver mask covering the lower half of his face.
“Ah Tobin you’ve arrived, as you can see the fight is already over and the town is ours as are all the villagers”
Tobin looked around to examine the chaos on display, houses were burning, people screaming, blood and corpses everywhere, people in chains.
“All in the name of our lord”-he quietly whispered to himself
“What was that captain?”
“Nothing Prince just taking in the view”
The red caribou took a glance at the corpse by Dainns feet and the sword in his hands
“Another one of your souvenirs it seems. I take it you found a good catch today Prince?”
“That is correct captain, I enjoyed it quite much. A memorable one indeed albeit also one that did not last long enough for me to truly savor it.”
He started sounding more disappointed
“So now I am left hungrier then when I arrived” sigh
“Well if we are done here Prince shall we prepare for camp then?”
“I suppose we might as well then captain I dont see anything else of interest here”
Tobin bowed his head before the Caribou royal and turned away to gather the soldiers. As he made his way towards some of his fellow men and greeted them another appeared right behind him by surprise. Tobin looked at him with sheer disappointment in his eyes
“What do you want now sergeant. Dainn announced that we are not to touch the women”
“B-but sir surely you must ask him to reconsider my boys are feeling thirsty and these Kirin girls are looking simply delectable”
Tobin looked at him in pure disgust
“That’s your problem not mine if you have a complaint with how our Prince is operating our crusades why don’t you bring it up with him instead. For I am under obligation from you”
He walked straight towards the newly crafted camp for him for the chance to simply get away from the annoying Stag as he scoffed at the crimson caribou. Turning towards one of the nearby guards positioned near his camp
“What does our Prince see in that thing anyway? He’s only here because The Prince likes him anyway! He hardly qualifies as one of us!”
“I don’t care much for those red coats either but that is the Prince's business not ours. We are but mere commoners that are akin to children in comparison to them. Who are we to question the will of the one selected by our lord himself.”
“Hhmmph chosen he was just lucky to be born gifted with so much privilege”
“I’d watch your tongue sergeant the fellow soldiers here are itchy from the lack of amusement”
The disgruntled caribou turned away thinking to himself on how to get on the prince's good side and maybe advance his position.
“What is the meaning of this?”
“W-what?”
“You heard me! Or are you perhaps as deaf as you are a fool!”
The sergeant's presumed brilliant idea was crumbling at his very eyes. He had taken some of the captured Kirin women and snuck them into Dainns camp as a way to convince him to reconsider. He brought in about 6 girls half of which were barely clothed and 2 of which were clearly of a much younger age. One of which couldn’t have been above her adolescence At most. They all were quite terrified over the events that transpired that night let alone the current moment
Dainn now Looking at him dead in the eyes
“If this was your idea of a way to appease I'll have you know you have failed in ways your feeble mind couldn’t possibly comprehend”
Walking directly in front of him completely towering over him. He was perfectly silent and couldn’t move an inch through sheer intimidation alone. His powerful aura almost suffocated him, realizing that the rumors of his strong and innate magical ability were not only true but not nearly exaggerated enough.
He spoke in a strong, demanding and yet also calm voice “Unlike every other buck around this entire camp I do not care for your recreational acts of attempted procreation. For I have the sole purpose of existing as a warrior for our lord. Battle is the only thing I lust for so if you want to get on my good I suggest you stop using the Doe and start trying to become much stronger and maybe then you can impress me. Now leave at once.”
The royal turned he back onto them and called for right hand to settle the situation
“Tobin please escort him back to where he came and take the women through the back through the less crowded safe areas”
“Of course sir”
Before they were escorted the younger girl turned around in a quiet dry voice tears running from her eyes
“Thank you”
Dainn simply glanced at her and made an audible Hmmph
“I don’t particularly care what happens to you women one way or the other so consider yourselves lucky and go. I’m only doing this to make things less complicated”
Regardless of his true intentions she was still happy to know her and her sisters would not have to go through any abuse
While he was being escorted out of the camp he had to catch his breath and he could barely walk properly. His magical prowess was so potent he could even feel it once he was getting frustrated and could sense the magic around him. It covered the entire room and it was like nothing he had ever felt before. An invisible pressure surrounding him and pinching his lungs.
“How could he do such a thing!” He turned to Tobin
“I do not understand, no male of our kind could turn down an offer like that let alone treat our females like that and from a royal no less! What is the meaning of this? Have I perhaps been drinking too much and misheard?”
Tobin smirked at him while he was going on his confused rant
“You don’t seem to understand do you? I know you aren’t the brightest doe around so I’ll try to make it real easy for you” Tobin now staring directly at him with a deadpan look in the eyes. “For our leader he does not discriminate amongst sex or species… the only thing he cares about from others is whether or not they can entertain him in combat”
“B-but how! This way of thinking is why we have reeducation centers! And yet why does he not only maintain a position of power but is walking freely amongst us!”
“He is the only one of us who can cast magic without a sphere and is therefore seen as a valuable and special asset… However, that's only part of the reason”.
“Part of it?”
“Yes the real reason is actually quite simple….he is our Ultimav Kriger”
The sergeant look at him in confusion
“The Ultimate Warrior”
~ a few hours later
Uriel had manifested himself in Dainn's chamber. Only allowing eyes and ears to be blessed by his majesty
“Simply divine work here you’ve done Dainn. The angels above are proud of your successful conquest so far”
Dainn sighed at him
“To you perhaps, I found it quite disappointing really. It was far too easy, only one posed any real challenge and even that passed too quickly for me to savor”
“Have faith in me young prince. You will get your fill of blood soon enough I promise you that”
“Whatever” Dainn turned his head from the angel and started focusing on his newly acquired blade he picked from the nameless warrior then whatever the angel was saying “Just aim my blade towards where ever this crusade leads me for I am getting impatient”
“Your childish and selfish attitude would normally warrant instant punishment you know. Your lucky your in the position you find yourself in Dainn”
Dainn chuckled
“But now consider this a gift from the holy stars then Prince for I know this w will not disappoint you one.”
Dainn's attention was immediately pulled in to what Uriel was saying
“The location for your holy quest will be none other than the royal city of Equestria itself Canterlot”
Dainn became excited at just the word, turning away from the angel to hide his devilish grin “Canterlot you say? Hehehehe” he laughed “You planning on starting a war with all of Equestria over this crusade?” Uriel nodded under his red cloak “It is my divine duty to spread the word of my holy teachings to as many nonbelievers as possible Prince. The time we move on from these minuscule towns and begin to truly expand the practices of faith is nigh. The chosen people will greatly benefit from this as well”
Dainn continued to laugh, his glee was uncontainable
“I knew you would find this news to be of excitement Prince for I know you find those ponies to be of interest to you.”
Daninn thought to himself about how the ponies were perceived by his people. They were thought to be inferior to the caribou in every way but Dainn did not share this sentiment at all
“Unlike everyone else here I know the ponies are not to be underestimated” he unsheathed his blade from its scabbard to glance at its craftsmanship “They have managed quite a reputation. I heard they managed to defeat both the Storm King and the great Tirek! How could I not find them fascinating! In fact my lord I even envy them.” His smile now aimed directly at Uriel. “I would perform unspeakable acts at the chance to engage those two in battle… I will gladly take part in this upcoming battle. History is going to remember this one.”
Dainn now wielding the sword in his hand
“I have a question my lord”
“A question from you Prince? Interested in something besides bloodshed perhaps?”
“Are you familiar with this kind of sword? I’ve never seen anything quite like it before, I’m mesmerized by it and the fascinating fighting style of its wielder and I would like to know more”
“Why do you care about the work of lesser beings Prince”
Dainn started looked him the archangel in anger, disappointed that the archangel would disrespect someone admired by him”
sigh “very well then Prince thankfully I am somewhat knowledgeable on your scavenged tool. What you're holding right now is what’s called an Uchigatana a type of single bladed sword called Katanas”
Dainn smiled
“I see …..Katanas….I would love to find out more about these types of swords and the fighting styles binded to them”
“Why bother with the tool of a mortal Prince? You know I can offer you holy weapons far beyond what these lowly beings can craft.”
Dainn sheathed the blade back into the scabbard
“Because there was a warrior I wish to respect”
“How typical of you Prince. Very well I shall gather some texts for study and modify the blade then so that it is of at least of more fitting quality for the wielder. Still I find that you are greatly limiting your potential using a weapon from such lowly creatures”
Dainn handed him the sword
“Just don’t change its appearance too much I want it in its purest form possible”
“Fine, just don’t get too caught up in such meaningless things like honoring lesser mortals. I have other matters to attend to before considering it anyway. That should give you plenty of time to think and rest. The captain will assist you with the rest”
And just like that the Angel was gone but to where Dainn didn’t put much thought into. Behind him he turned to see the red furred captain Tobin enter his quarters.
“Ah the redcoat is here! And he even decided to skip prayer hours so we may finally discuss our future plans”
Dainn had a smug smirk on his face
“Prayer time huh? Hmmm must have just slipped my mind as I was focusing on some plans”
His voice was riddled with obvious sarcasm
“Captain, are you aware that consistent attempts to avoid worship can be considered an offense?”
“Is that so? Must have missed that part Prince”
“Oh yes it’s a terrible thing I’ve heard… not that I would be aware I rather dedicate time elsewhere then worship”
“I figured as such, '' Tobin said smiling “Well I doubt you wanted to discuss law here so I’ll cut to the chase. As disappointing as it might sound It’s not going to be a straight forward assault”
“Is that so? Hmm it seems I’m not the only one here who respects those ponies”
“Orders from our holiness himself, the men suggested we barge right but as we know the word of the savior is absolute and they became silent immediately”
Dainns was now giving the captain his full attention if even the Angel was taking precautions
“I heard they could be quite troublesome individuals but to even get such acknowledgement from him as well…”
He had to pause for a second to really let it sit in his mind
“For good reason my lord he seems to recognize that some pony individuals are more unique compared to their peers”
“Ah I see… he must be referring to those 6 special ponies then”
“Figured you would have known about them my lord”
“Heheh” Dainn chuckled at that statement “They have made quite a name for themselves, those girls. Their accomplishments speak for themselves after all. The whole world knows about them now… let’s see”
Dainn places a hand on his chin in thought
“There were the lesser capable ones such as Rarity and I believe Fluttershy was the name of the other one however I must admit what they lacked in physical prowess they more than made up for in other aspects such as planning and intellect and even companionship.”
“…companionship my lord?”
“Yes indeed, fluttershy most likely has a band of Ursa majors somewhere ready to tear the jugular from anyone who would dare to harm her no doubt….” Dainn then remembered a very important detail regarding this special pony and looked directly at Tobin “Captain I take it you're already aware she has befriended the great chaos demon himself and has made him her lapdog?”
“I had heard she was at least acquainted with him a bit yes”
“Hmmm yes indeed truly an exceptional individual… then there were the three more upfront and combative ones…. Rainbow dash who’s speed might even surpass my own…. Applejack who possesses great strength and endurance that even our finest warriors envy … and…. Damn..”
Dainn started to appear a bit frustrated thinking to himself
“What’s wrong my lord”
“I can’t recall her name…. She is clad in a pink mane….hmmm well regardless she’s undoubtedly dangerous and noteworthy due to her sheer level of unpredictability. Im experienced enough to easily read anyone in combat but she might be a tricky one in that regard”
Tobin smiled at the royal
“Im impressed, you rarely find yourself remembering the names of Individuals let alone be so noteworthy of their strengths”
Dainn felt somewhat proud at that
“Individuals with such notable reputations deserve my respect and attention and our scouts gave me much to research over. I can tell you now that I was never bored studying them in fact I found it quite fascinating”
The idea of the great proud warrior Dainn reading and gathering knowledge on anything at all humored the captain a bit
“Well then if you actually find yourself remembering someone’s name then that must be mean you actually do recognize them as a potential threat”
“Indeed captain you know me well”
“…. Which then leads us into the last mare of the 6”
They both spoke to each other at the same time speaking her name out loud
“Twilight Sparkle”
Immediately just uttering the name together the two were well aware to each other that the name had enough reverence behind it that it needed no explanation. Dainn started to get excited just thinking about her, all that immense power and magic she must possess made him almost giddy just fantasizing about it.
“Now she is what I would truly call exceptional! Not just amongst ponies but among everyone! A true prodigy beyond even prodigies! Her people must be quite proud of her! It would be an honor to battle with someone of her caliber….. someone with such impressive magic it surpasses even my own! Hell forget that even by Alicorn standards it’s almost unnatural!”
His glee had him paint an almost viscous and sadistic smile onto his face. The muscles on his cheeks almost ached he was grinning so hard
“She will indeed be difficult to handle but that is why the savior has decided to plan around the 6 great mares….. but and the he wanted to make this quite clear to you”
It was too good to be true of course there had to have been some catch to this. He sighed and asked “but what captain?”
“we will …. or rather YOU will NOT engage them head on for now it’s not time yet for that and we need you for the plan to function properly your too valuable of an asset he said”
Dainns buzzkill was kicking in
“Hmmph now I understand how the men feel with their…. What was the saying? Blue balls I believe was the phrase regarding the kirin women?”
Dainn being called an “asset” was found to be quite humorous to him. Not that he was surprised or anything at such a description but rather it had shown he knew the angel all too well. With a deep sigh he decided to cope with the disappointing news.
“Well if that is to be the case then what is the plan then?”
“It is quite simple really. We separate the unique individuals…. From the weak and from then on we gather the power necessary to crush the strong, ensuring absolute victory.”
“Heh it was correct when you mentioned the plan being centered around them. The fact that just 6 girls can make such a magnitude of a difference for so many others…”
“Well there are others to be fair it’s not quite that simple” he interjected “but they are the most notable of the unique individuals”
Dainn had placed a hand on his head in realization as if an important memory or idea had just struck him
“Oh yes of course how could I forget about the princesses… I take it they are taken greatly into consideration captain?”
“Correct in fact they are our first targets in canterlot and this will be a very special occasion for us all”
Dainn had thought about what “special” could possibly mean for them. They were so used to using overwhelming power that idea of doing something new almost intriguing to break up the monotony
“I get bored easily you know that HAHAHA!” A devilish grin struck him “So captain, what's going to happen to the princesses?”
“The angel himself will be joining us to handle them personally….”
Dainn was immediately at a loss for words. Uriel himself partaking in anything for him to actually witness would be a rare sight let alone him doing anything so grand. Uriel has rarely ever shown his face to his supposed chosen people for years now and thought as to why that could be the case was always on Dainns mind. The idea that he could finally see what he can do with his own eyes peaked his fascination.
“So the holy one finally decides to show off his might after so long? Id say it’s about time”
“As if you don’t say that about everything with your pitiful patience”
The prince smirked at his criticism
“I wonder if his special royal guard will be aiding him in this…”
“What was that you mentioned?” The captains interest was peaked
“Hmmm never mind forget I said anything I already spoke too much on the matter…I’m sure the great holy one has already formed some plan for them that he can handle by himself so that I have no need to concern myself with that matter… still I have plenty to feast on elsewhere even if I envy his position”
His move to shift the conversation elsewhere was clear as day to the point of the captain almost wincing but that only piqued his interest on the subject more but he decided to leave that in the back of his head for now. It was clear that the prince wasn’t exactly the most socially versed person but not surprising to the captain considering how he was probably raised and how little time he most likely spends with others.
“Are there any other so-called unique individual’s captain?” His head was turned away from him
“Well there are a few yes but I don’t think we should concern ourselves with them. They aren’t as vital or impor-“
“Just speak on them”
He turned to make direct eye contact with Tobin, the captain could sense him channel his magical aura into his eyes whether subconsciously or not he could feel his eyes pierce him. 2 glowing bright blue eyes directly aimed right at him paralyzing him until he turned away abit. The captain felt as if he had to catch his breath for a second.
“Ahem well there’s the unicorn prodigy Starlight Glimmer, a once in a century talent who’s genius for magic is rivaled only by Twilight… tempest shadow who despite being born with a unicorn body manages to possess physical prowess that surpasses of even the mightiest of earth ponies”
“Yes yes I’m sure they are tough individuals that will pose a decent opposition…” Dainn was only half paying attention, his ears drooped over
“And then there is the adopted younger brother of twilight… a dragon. I believe he is known by his adoptive people as the one who saved the crystal empire when Sombra made his return years ago but despite that he’s-“
“Dragon you say?” He once again cut him off, his eyes and ears perked up at the thought
“Um yes that is correct a dragon but he’s nothing special from what I could gather really at least compared to the others in his group and what they have achieved. I wouldn’t concern myself with him too much really sir”
“I’ll be the judge of that captain”
“My lord you don’t actually plan on bothering with someone like him? Especially regarding the more pressing matters at hand here? He’s just a boy after all!”
“Indeed” Dainns tone of voice made him sound pleased by this. “I take it you aren’t well informed on dragon's captain? I’ve looked into them and I must say quite fascinating creatures”
The captain was now certain that Dainn knew something of importance
“If you know something that can help us cripple these dangerous individuals then it might be best you explain sir.”
“Hmmm yes but first I must ask you something captain.” He smiled
“Well ok my Prince what is it?” He was in pure confusion on what he could possibly be curious about this time
“Why are you here?”
That question didn’t help him much, leaving him even more confused
“Excuse me?”
“I asked, " Why are you here?”
“….”
The room was once again in a painfully perplexing silence
“To serve our nation and our lord sir just as is the wish of all our fellow soldiers”
“Hmmm yes indeed …..”
Dainn had a rather disappointing demeanor to that answer which only stressed out the captain as his answer was seemingly not a very satisfying one.
“Is something the matter prince?”
“Well you see I don’t see much of a point to it at all anyway”
“To what?”
“To everything, what meaning does anything have really”
Tobin looked at him in confusion
“Well that’s up to the individual is it not? To make their own meaning, to serve a greater purpose such as to another or to an ideal. Like what the church is doing right now. To be remembered for something greater”
“Serving anyone or any ideal? Oh please don’t make me laugh!” Dainn started grinning “in a few short generations all of this might as well not even have ever happened and the names will be forgotten! Why even bother when you could choose to Indulge an entire life into your own desires and yourself. At least then you won’t be bored”
“What led you to this conclusion?”
“It was quite simple, captain. for my whole life I simply had a bit of introspection from time to time and my purpose in it all. It all started with our race's status… looking up to and following the great angel and then I thought about his stake in this game of life we play and I came to the conclusion of how little meaning all this has”
“Is that what you think?” Tobin sounded almost offended by Dainns assessment “No I don’t agree with that idea! I can’t possibly agree with such a low opinion on our world! I refuse to believe that our struggle and strife is for nothing!” His voice was constantly raising to the point of almost yelling “if you have such a nothing view on all this why do you choose to still be here?”
Things were all of a sudden heating up and getting emotional. The fact that the conversation was becoming hostile on the captains end from the sudden outburst and raised tone of voice made the Prince realized he had struck some sort of nerve, meaning that the captain was hiding something important to him if he was reacting in such a way
“Ahh captain this is why I have such respect for you! You can learn a lot about someone from how they present themselves against such ideas.”
Tobin was so caught up in what he was saying he didn’t notice the prince had at some point appeared behind him laying his hand on his right shoulder. The captains head went immediately from being clouded with thoughts and rebuttal to blank
“You see the purpose for still being here, my very reason for continuing to live is because I choose to define my existence with one thing and one thing only! Outside of that I see very little point to it all. To everything……but it’s as you said yourself captain it’s up to the individual. In you I can tell there’s something there. There’s a reason you keep going, a reason to see it all to the bitter end” Dainn spoke in a quiet and respectful tone of voice “and I almost envy that in you…. So tell me captain as I ask you one more time…. What is your reason?”
He almost didn’t notice the blade by his throat
~
Tobin had just left the prince’s quarters, checking the knife that had been given to him by the Prince and the one that seemingly almost ended him. It was a curved claw like knife with a single blade, he glided a finger across the blade but then and there it wasn't the blade that cut him. The blade itself was dull and ill fit for cutting and that realization was more damaging then that knife ever could be, realizing that he had been played by the prince and was never in any real danger.
“Hmmm…. Well damn” he swore under his breath. He almost wanted to laugh despite how deathly scared had been no more than 15 minutes ago. He tried to leave for his own quarters but had to stop once he ran into fellow soldiers on their knees in prayer on the ground in the middle of the entire camp, a faceless red cloaked individual in front of them. Even after that meeting with the prince the sermon he had tried to escape was still going
“Our culture was in complete irrelevancy and the people were hopeless on the brink of being completely lost. Some of our once proud were even considering migrating to Equestrian lands had our cries for entry had not been shut down!”
Tobin tried to make way for his camp, slowly getting past all the soldiers still stuck in their own holy trance. He swore he had heard someone faintly say the word “redcoat” as he tried to get past. It took every ounce of determination in his bones not to turn around and challenge who ever dared to utter those words around him but he quickly realized it wasn’t worth it
“Our people were destitute, hungry, and with nowhere to go, until our lord the great Crimson Angel Uriel came to us! He had given generations of caribou children who had known nothing but pain and hunger from the mistakes of their elders shelter and love. The holy father was our salvation granting miracles beyond anything our magic was capable of! Clear warm land, fertile soil for full bellies, and magic for us all!”
Tobin scoffed as he made his way away from the praying caribou but where his quarters were located he still couldn’t escape the sounds of the sermon
“What a drag… why can’t they keep it down”
~
V1 knew something was wrong with this floor, whenever an angelic voice speaks to him it’s always been trouble so he immediately expected some kind of trap to appear before him but that didn’t stop I’m from sliding through the exit to build up speed before jumping and then sliding again right before he touched the ground gaining great speed. The floor appeared to be a large open field with grassy plains, open enough to move quite freely with ease. The only thing of notice was a large gray building in the distance. As he made way towards whatever it was by slide hopping he noticed it appeared to be some kind of large church in the middle of nowhere. He made his way towards the entrance when he saw bright yellow sparks around him and immediately brought out the SLAB revolver, a larger and heavier version of his Marksman revolver. He knew a group of hostiles was here and he was prepared already preemptively charging the revolver's alternate fire, the battery indicator on the back of the gun slowly filling up. Two black and brown humanoid robots with long angular heads and black cloth covering their legs were summoned in front of him and V1 had already heard two behind him as well. The hazard signs on them and weaponry definitely indicated that these were the flamethrower carrying Streetcleaners and they immediately started rushing towards V1 so he fired the charged revolver at streetcleaner to his left and started sliding towards the opposite direction. V1s display started gathering the data as accurately as it could with the words CHAOTIC and HEADSHOT covering a quarter of the display. Firing uncharged slab rounds at the 3 Streetcleaners while sliding, killing one in the process. V1 stopped himself and jumped up into the air switching over the lighter marksman pistol and tossed a coin in the air and fired a shot right when the coin began to glisten in the air causing a split shot, the coins deflecting towards the gas tanks on the Streetcleaners killing them instantly via explosions INSTAKILL RICOSHOT ANARCHIC. Once V1 landed the door to the entrance opened and out came two Soldiers, cybernetic zombie men with blue face masks and arm cannons. V1 heard the soldier charge its cannon with hell energy but stood his ground as the soldier fired 6 projectiles in a pentagonal formation at V1. V1 punched the center energy orb straight back towards the soldier killing it instantly and canceling out the remaining orbs and proceeded to quick switched to the Core Eject Shotgun a metal double barreled break action shotgun and fired the green whiplash arm towards the soldier grappling it and pulling into forced point blank range where V1 unloaded the power of 12 shotgun pellets right into the chest of the soldier before making his way into the building reading the words OVERKILL and PARRY on the screen. The entrance to the building itself was quite large yet the entryway was a small narrow hallway, it didn’t make much sense but V1 had been used to nonsensical architecture by now. He had heard the sounds of more soldiers spawn as their growls and shuffling movements were rather distinct.
The cramped narrow nature of the hallway would make it difficult for throwing coins so it was time for a more suitable weapon something that could benefit from lots of surrounding surfaces and It was in the mood for something more precise to take down the remaining soldiers anyway. Switching off to its final revolver in the Sharpshooter, it looked almost identical to the marksman revolver but this had a bright red neon glow to it rather than the former's green and blues and a red interface displaying 3 charges instead of 4 green circles. V1 was twirling with the iron, sliding down the hallway for the door while also aiming for where the soldiers could be until one peaked out through an opened door on the side preemptively charging its blaster. V1 continued to spin its weapon until it aimed directly behind the soldier's feet in between its legs in its computer display and immediately stopped twirling the gun, holding the weapon perfectly as if it calculated its position and pulling the trigger. A red flash of light emerged from the revolver making a loud BWEEOOSH sound firing off a crimson energy beam straight towards its intended location at almost light speed going right between the soldiers leg and at the door behind him where V1 is heading where the laser then bounced off the door at a 45 degree angle ricocheting back towards the soldiers from behind and going right through the back of its skull, a large hole right in its face plate and it’s blood gushing out and dripping onto V1 who proceeded to slide right in between its legs for the door before the newly made corpse could even keel over and collapse
There were now 2 charges left on the sharpshooters interface with one slowly recharging. V1 made for the door when he heard two more soldiers summon themselves behind him. He turned to see them next to each other charging their arm cannons with hell energy, v1 made a quick decision of aiming at the wall next to them twirling his gun again before firing another blast of crimson energy which ricocheted off the wall he was aiming at and piercing the side of the head of the soldiers instantly killing them. 1 charge left on the revolver and the words SUPREME in large red letters appeared on the top right of his display screen with the words DOUBLE HEADSHOT right below it. He made for the door and found himself in a small square white room of more marble pillars when he saw two large stone heads summon themselves before him. The lesser demon known as the malicious face appears as large stones with blank faces and markings carved onto them. While they at first appear as if they are floating heads, they are actually walking with 4 nearly invisible translucent spider-like legs. V1 started spinning the iron again as one of them started charging its hell energy, it wasn’t even a quarter of a second before the malicious faces blasts of hell energy were immediately pierced by V1s drawn sharpshooter pistol, penetrating through 2 hell energy orbs and causing a massive chain reaction explosion destroying any trace of the malicious face and the force of the blast pushing back V1 towards and slamming against a wall. There were now no charges left and the revolver was now in a recharge state, the 2nd malicious face began to charge a large yellow laser directly at the downed V1.
V1 just simply looked straight at the demon, the instant it fired its blast a distinct CHING sound was heard and the blast was suddenly redirected towards the malicious face killing it. V1 had switched to his marksman pistol and threw out a coin so quickly the malicious didn’t even see him switch over, the coin had reflected the beam towards the malicious face. The words SSShitstorm and CHARGEBACK now appear on V1s display. Killing the malicious faces had made a blue pillar rise from the ground out of nowhere holding a blue skull, skulls being used as keys to open doors with the designated color were quite common, V1 picked himself back up on his legs not before noticing the reflection of a glass pane on the floor. He looked up to see a multicolor window above him no doubt leading to the next room which gave him an idea. He used his green whiplash arm to fire out a grappling hook to grab and tether the skull towards him and now holding it in his left hand he equipped his freeze frame rocket launcher and activated its unique ability causing a loud noise similar to that of a clock's hands ticking. The machine fired a single rocket and jumped onto it aiming himself towards the window and deactivating the freeze frame ability, V1 was now riding on top of the rocket up towards the window crashing through it and finding himself in a church. It was a white room with about 5 rows of seats and a large stand in the front where a pastor would typically be but instead there were two tall yellow machines carrying large swords waiting for V1. They had slender bodies and large rectangular heads with bright blue eyes where its display camera would be, covered in black and yellow joints and carrying its sword in its left arm while the right arm was its shotgun hand. The sword machines as V1 knew them as, he aimed his rocket towards them and back flipped off before contact, tossing out three coins while still in the air and switching too his rail cannon, a large silver and blue weapon, three orange wires run from its tip of the barrel to the base and four horizontal screws on the side. The weapon made a mechanical hum like noise when deployed in V1s hand. Firing a instantaneous blast of blue lightning at the coins making a BOOM sound the blue beam ricocheted from coin to coin before directing itself towards one of the two swords machines going right through it and putting it in a daze.
The other swords machine hastily made its way towards V1 as he landed. Flinging himself towards him with a 360 degree spin kick. V1 slid right under him and swapped its arm again to the knuckle blaster, a red and gray arm with exhaust pipes on the side and three claw-like fingers with two barrels on its “knuckles”. V1 used the knuckle blaster to throw a punch right at the swords machines groin while sliding under it and firing a shotgun blast through its barrels knocking the Swords Machine upwards in the air. The Swords Machine was completely helpless being stunned in the air and at V1s mercy, V1 brought out the nail gun. A bulky double barreled automatic and began firing rapid fire nails at the helpless robot juggling in the air, V1 swapped over to the alt nail gun and fired overheated nails at triple the fire rate of the standard nail gun. V1 tossed out a coin and punched directly at the suspended swords machine landing the killing blow.
The other Swords Machine appeared behind firing a shotgun blast but V1 quickly sidestepped away to the side of the Swords Machine. The swords machine swiped its blade in quick diagonal swipes but V1 was too agile for it, easily dodging and sidestepping between each swing so quickly it almost looked like he was teleporting. With one final downwards chop V1 stopped moving and let the blade just barely connect with his body and then when the perfect opportunity came he blocked the blade with his offhand right before contact. Deflecting the sword and throwing off the Swords Machines balance. V1 beckoned the swords machine to taunt the machine, the machine immediately turned into a seething hot crimson and started rushing at V1 in pure aggression and rage.
+PARRY
+DISRESPECT
+ENRAGED
V1 tossed two coins upwards in the air not even looking where he was throwing but was too busy staring at the angry charging automaton unfazed. V1 brought out the sharpshooter and spinned the iron one second gaining speed. In that one second the swords machine had enough time to face V1 directly in front of him but it was already too late. V1 already pulled the trigger, a red beam landed directly in front of its metal legs reflecting off the floor upwards and piercing its head then ricocheting off towards one of the coins which reflected the beam back towards its head only to ricochet again towards the second coin reflecting the beam towards its head one final time.
The swords machine had fallen to its mechanical knees barely able to move from that near fatal attack. BZZZZRRT emittingsparks and blood, armor pieces falling apart making a clear view of complex inner mechanisms churning to keep the machine operational. Looking towards V1 to see that he had swapped over to his shotgun and pulled the trigger. V1 punched the first pellet that left the muzzle increasing its velocity, the pellet was so fast the Swords Machine couldn’t even register it on its display before it made contact. The direct hit causing a small explosion destroying any trach of the machine
+HEADSHOT COMBO X3
+ULTRARICOSHOT
+PROJECTILE BOOST
The words ULTRAKILL in bright yellow had covered about the entire upper right corner of V1s display. He rested the shotgun on his shoulder to get a good look at the destruction he caused, he was quite proud of his work. It was short lived when suddenly he had heard something moving behind him, which was a shame, he would have liked to have more time to appreciate his efforts. V1 turned around to see an unfamiliar figure in a red cloak and immediately aimed his shotgun towards it.
“Very nice, about what I expected almost perfect”
