Chapters “Okay, who’s ready to kick Malenia’s ass?” I asked with excitement as I cracked my knuckles before picking up my PS5 controller from my desk. It was the weekend, and we had a lot of free time to play Elden Ring while using Discord to talk to each other.
“I am. Let’s do this... Hey Clyde, don’t screw this up, will ya?” Peter teased as he cast the Golden Vow incantation in the game. He was kind of funny, as he would try his best to make us laugh with his dumb puns and jokes.
“Hey, shut up, man. You two were supposed to have her aggro on you,” Clyde argued as he drank his Wondrous Physick. He was the nerd of the crew.
“Okay, lads, calm down. It’s just a game... Listen, when we enter the arena, Peter, you go and attack Malenia from her left, and I’ll go from the right,” I explained as I drank my Wondrous Physick as well. “And Clyde, you try to stay back and use your spells to hit her from a distance. If she gets close, switch to Moonveil. Got it?” I asked, finishing my explanation.
“You got it, Blake,” Peter answered.
“Is this the same plan as last time, Blake?” Clyde sighed, annoyed at my plan.
I rolled my eyes as I just wanted to go ahead and kill that sickly hag already. “Let’s go,” I said as we all entered the golden foggy door.
The moment we entered the arena, we saw Malenia slowly walking towards us. Peter attacked from the left, and I attacked from the right, just as we had planned. Clyde stayed behind and shot his magic spells at Malenia, but she effortlessly dodged every shot. Peter leaped and slammed his Giant Crusher down on her, while I attacked her with my Bloodhound’s Fang, utilizing its deadly Ash of War to strike her. Since all of us were using weapons capable of breaking enemy stances easily, Malenia staggered, and Peter landed a critical hit. She was now at half health, but unfortunately, luck was not on our side.
“Holy shit, WATCH OUT!” I shouted as I saw Malenia preparing to unleash her deadly move, the Waterfowl Dance. Peter wasn’t quick enough, and he took every hit, with each blow causing Malenia’s health to regenerate. Now, she was back to full health.
“Dammit!” Peter roared in anger as his character perished.
“Now, who’s the one that screwed up?” Clyde said, teasingly, as he joined the fight with his Moonveil, rapidly utilizing the Transient Moonlight Ash of War. However, Malenia grabbed his character by the arm and tossed him into the air, impaling him with her katana, killing him as well.
“Both of you,” I said, frustration evident in my voice as I cast the Bloodflame Blade incantation on my Bloodhound Claws. But something happened that always angered me.
My monitor started lagging, and it went blank, displaying a pure white screen in front of me. My left eye twitched, and I stood up from my gaming chair, kicking it hard, pushing it backward. “FUUUUUUUUCK!” I yelled at the top of my lungs. We had been playing this game yesterday, and we would always fail at killing Malenia over and over for stupid reasons. Clyde’s Xbox controller battery would die, Peter’s apartment’s power would turn off, my mom would call me to ask where I was, or the most common way was getting killed by Malenia herself during the fight. Our builds were perfect, and our levels were very high, but we were playing in my world, and I was at New Game+5 for fuck’s sake.
I closed my eyes and took some deep breaths to calm myself down, which was a hard task for Soulsborne players like myself.
Suddenly, I heard something from the monitor. Turning around, I saw my monitor glowing, but... It was strange. It was glowing in an odd way. I leaned down and examined it closely, noticing a blue aura around the screen. My eyes widened at the sight, but I didn’t have a chance to do anything as I felt an invisible force holding my head. I grunted, trying to free myself, panic setting in. “H-HELP!” I shouted, but no one could hear my plea.
Finally, I gave in as my body grew tired. Then the impossible became possible. The invisible force from the screen pulled me in, and I was swallowed inside it... And everything went black.
Author's Note
Well, this was the prologue, and I want to emphasize that this is my first story. Please bear with me and understand that English is not my native language.
Character information will be provided in the next chapter.
Thank you for reading, everyone. Get ready for the next chapter!
I woke up to the feeling of something on my belly. I looked down and saw a small squirrel on me. When it saw me move, it ran away. My head was hurting like hell, so I brought my hand up to hold my head and ease the pain. But when I touched my face, I thought, “What the...!?” I could feel a metallic helmet on my head, and my hand felt like metal as well. I quickly stood up and looked down at my hand, which was armored by a black gauntlet, with my palms covered by a cream-colored glove. I brought my armored hand to my face and took the mysterious helmet off my head. “Holy shit!” I exclaimed as I realized it was the Bloodhound Knight Helm from Elden Ring.
I was both worried and excited as I looked at myself from head to toe. I was fully armored with all my Elden Ring armor pieces. After finishing my self-check, I glanced around and realized it was nighttime, and I was in a dark forest. The beautiful sounds of the night reached my ears. I hadn’t been here before, but something felt familiar.
I was interrupted by a voice behind me calling out, “Blake? Is that you?” I turned around and saw Peter and Clyde behind me, both wearing their Elden Ring armors and holding their weapons.
Clyde had his Carian Regal Scepter in his left hand and his Moonveil sheathed on his left hip. He also held his Greathelm in his right hand, clutching it close to himself.
Peter, on the other hand, had a Giant Crusher that he held with both hands, leaning it on his right shoulder. His knight helmet was lifted up, revealing a shit-eating grin on his face.
My jaw dropped as I saw my best friends in their Elden Ring builds, just like me. “Why do you have weapons, but not me?” I asked, pouting.
They looked at each other for a moment, and then Peter chuckled, “Dude, are you blind or something?” He pointed behind me with his left index finger while holding the enormous hammer with one hand. I turned around and looked down, and my jaw dropped even further. Not far from me, I saw my Bloodhound’s Fang and two Bloodhound’s Claw, the weapons I used in my build.
My eyes widened, and a giant smile spread across my face. I quickly made my way toward my deadly weaponry and picked both of them up, being careful not to touch the sharp blades. I put one of the claws on my left hand and the other on my right hip, while the curved greatsword in my right hand, leaning it on my shoulder. It wasn’t too heavy, though. It seemed like we had brought everything we had in the game.
Finally, Clyde broke the silence. “Okay, does any of you know what the hell happened? We were going to fight Malenia, and when she fucked me up, my system crashed, and I got sucked into the screen. Now we’re here, who knows where. Did that happen to you guys too, the system crash and all?” he asked. Peter and I nodded in response.
“Yeah, I don’t know what it was, but I could see a blue mist around the screen when it crashed,” Peter explained, effortlessly holding his Giant Crusher. He was strong, maybe our stats had come with us too.
My eyes widened upon hearing that. “So you saw that too?” I asked as I walked up to them.
“Yeah, it was so strange,” Clyde said after putting on his Greathelm, his voice becoming metallic.
“Well, whatever it is, let’s talk about it when we’re out of this forest, shall we?” Peter suggested as he pulled his helmet down over his face.
I nodded as I picked up my helmet from the ground and put it back on. “Let’s go, lads.” Right after I said that, we heard a loud scream from the west of our location.
We all looked in that direction, narrowing our eyes behind our helmets. “Let’s go,” I ordered, and we ran toward the scream to help whoever needed it. I could tell it was a woman .
“Right behind you,” my friends said.
With our newfound strength, nothing could stop us. As we ran deeper into the forest, my mind raced with thoughts like, ‘How did we end up here? Why does this forest look so familiar?’ But for now, we just had to help the “woman” in need.
Little did we know that we were about to face countless foes and use our weapons to slaughter them.
“Any news, sister?” Princess Luna asked her older sister with worry as she entered the library. Celestia, sitting on a chair in Canterlot Castle’s grand library, shook her head.
“No, Luna, nothing,” the Sun Princess answered her sister’s question. The caribou had started their invasion two weeks ago, enslaving mares and killing any stallion who stood in their way, or making them work for them. They had already lost Manehattan and Fillydelphia, and they weren’t prepared for it. The Changeling attack on Canterlot was roughly a month ago.
After several minutes of silence, a letter appeared in front of Celestia with a “POP” and a green mist. She picked up the letter and started reading it. It was from her faithful student, Twilight Sparkle, and it seemed to be written in a hurry.
“We need help. The caribou have attacked Ponyville. SEND HELP.
“What does it say, sister?” Luna asked, noticing the worry on Celestia’s face.
Celestia raised her head from the letter and looked at her sister with fear in her eyes. “Ponyville is under attack”
“What? The caribou?” the lunar princess asked, her voice shaking in disbelief. Celestia nodded her head. ‘How did the caribou got there so fast?’.
Celestia rose from her seat, her voice filled with urgency as she called out, “Guard!” In an instant, the library doors swung open, revealing a stalwart stallion adorned in resplendent gold armor.
“Yes, Your highness?” the guard responded, his tone respectful and attentive.
“Inform Captain Steel Blade immediately,” Celestia commanded, her voice resolute. “Tell him to gather all his remaining men and prepare to dispatch them to Ponyville. Its invaded by the caribou.”
“Yes, Your Majesty,” the guard acknowledged, saluting before swiftly departing to carry out his orders.
Celestia settled back into her chair and rested her head on the back of her seat, releasing a heavy sigh. She couldn’t afford to leave Canterlot. She had erected a powerful magic barrier around the city, and if she were to depart, the barrier would dissipate as well.
She could only hope that it wasn’t too late and that Twilight, her friends, and all the citizens of Ponyville were safe and unharmed.
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Author's Note
Well, the second chapter is complete. hope you liked it, be ready for the next chapter.
Character Info:
Blake: long brown hair, blue eyes, 23 years old. (Dexterity build)
Armors: Raptor's Black Feathers -- Bloodhound's Helm -- Lionel's Gauntlets -- lionel's Greaves.
Weapons: Bloodhound's Claws (AOW: Keen-Bloodhound's Step) -- Bloodhound's Fang -- Dragon Communion Seal.
Talismans: Rotten Winged Sword Insignia -- Shard of Alexander -- Claw Talisman -- Green Turtle Talisman.
Peter: Short black hair, brown eyes, 22 years old. (Strength build)
Armors: Vagabond Armor -- Knight Helmet -- vagabond Gauntlets -- Bull-Goat Greaves.
Weapons: Giant Crusher (AOW: Royal Knight's Resolve) -- Erdtree Seal.
Talismans: Great Jar Arsenal -- Erdtree's Favor+2 -- Dragoncrest Greatshield Talisman -- Green Turtle Talisman.
Clyde: short brown hair, black eyes, 23 years old. (Intelligence/Dexterity build)
Armors: Ronin's Armor -- Greathelm -- Banished Knight Gauntlets -- Veteran's Greaves.
Weapons: Moonveil in the right hand -- Carian Regal Scepter in the left hand.
Talismans: Shard of Alexander -- Carian Filigreed Crest -- Assassin Cerulean Dagger -- Magic Scorpion Charm.
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Chapter 2: First encounter
Fluttershy ran as fast as she could, panting as she entered the Everfree Forest. It was nighttime, and the Everfree Forest could be very scary and dangerous at night. However, she had no other choice. Those caribou were far more dangerous than a few wild animals she could easily communicate with.
“Come back here, you stupid bitch!” a deep male voice yelled angrily behind her. She looked over her shoulder and saw two tall male caribou soldiers chasing her. They were both covered in iron armors with spears in hand. She looked ahead and ran faster.
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The caribou had begun their campaign of invading Equestria and enslaving mares two weeks ago. They started with Manehatan and Fillydelphia, and now they were in Ponyville. The invasion had caught Equestria off guard, as they had just survived an invasion from Changelings and their queen, who had disguised herself as Princess Cadence in an attempt to marry Shining Armor and gain power.
Fluttershy’s eyes started to water as she imagined the horrible things these two monsters would do to her if they caught her. She tried to fly, but fear made it difficult. Running through the bushes and grasses of the forest, she screamed with all her might.
Still hearing the hoofsteps behind her, she ran until she tripped over a rock. With a loud yelp, she dropped to the grassy ground. She glanced behind her and saw that the two caribou had caught up with her, wearing devilish grins on their faces. Her pupils shrank as she tried to crawl away from them. They approached, their large members in hand, ready to defile her.
[With the boys]
“How much farther?” Peter asked as he and Clyde ran behind me, heading towards the direction of the screams.
“I think we’re close,” I said, my heart pounding and sweat forming under my helmet as we ran for at least five minutes.
“Hey, look!” Clyde shouted, stopping and pointing towards the east where a huge black smoke could be seen in the night sky. “We need to go there. There must be a city or something,” he said, unsheathing his moonveil.
I was about to agree when we heard the scream again, the same one from before. “You two go. I’ll go find whoever that is,” I said. They both nodded and ran eastward. I turned and started running again, trying to make sense of what was happening.
I stopped as I heard faint laughter nearby, but it didn’t sound normal. The laughter was cruel. I followed the sound, walking through leaves and trees, until I stopped again upon hearing a soft female voice yelp and squeak. I quickened my pace, the cruel laughter and shaky yelps growing louder.
“I want to have the first round with her,” I heard a faint voice say.
“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Let’s get her out of her clothes first,” another voice replied, deeper and older.
I reached the source of the sounds—a small clearing in the heart of the spooky forest. And there I saw two creatures resembling Anthro reindeer. They were attempting to undress an Anthro butter-yellow pegasus with a pink mane and tail. She only had a pink bra on her breasts, and her blue jeans were pulled down, her green sweater discarded on the ground beside them. Wait! “Is that... Fluttershy!?” I exclaimed in my head, my eyes widening as I confirmed it was indeed Fluttershy, the shy pony from my little pony friendship is magic show. Her face showed....... Terror and fear.
She tried to scream, but the two assailants had gagged her with a piece of cloth. My blood boiled at the sight of my favorite pony from My Little Pony show being violated. So, this is where we are! Were in the Everfree Forest in the land of Equestria. I knew there was something familiar about this place, but how did we end up here?
I gritted my teeth beneath my helmet. If I wasn’t wearing it, you could see the rage on my face. I wanted to rush in and tear those assholes to shreds right then and there. But knowing Fluttershy, if she witnessed me brutally dispatching them, she would fear me next. Killing them is fine, but not so gory.
I walked up to them and shouted, “Hey!” The rapists stopped what they were doing and turned around. One of them widened his eyes, while the other glared at me.
“Who the buck are you? A giant crow ?” the one with the glare said. Though he tried to hide it, his voice quivered, revealing his fear.
“I’m the one who’s going to slit your throat, you bastard!” I bellowed those words as I charged toward them with my Bloodhound claws. The older caribou reacted swiftly, snatching his spear from the ground and swinging it at me. However, I was much faster. I caught his spear with one hand and delivered a powerful kick to his knees. He grunted as he dropped to one knee, and I swiftly slashed his face. He cried out in pain and collapsed to the ground, blood trickling from the wound.
“You mother-bucking freak!” I heard the other caribou say as he tackled me from behind, wrapping his arms around my neck in an attempt to choke me. However, I reacted swiftly. I kicked him in his left foot, crushing it beneath my heavily armored leg. He let out a loud groan, loosening his grip on me. Seizing the opportunity, I struck him forcefully in the chest with my elbow, causing him to gasp for air. He dropped to his knees, wheezing. Taking advantage once more, I delivered a powerful kick to the side of his head, causing him to collapse onto his back. I moved above him and shoved my left hand claw against his throat, his eyes widening as he gurgled.
Stepping back from the dying caribou, I glanced back at Fluttershy. She had retreated against a tree, her teal eyes filled with fear, her body shaking.
Taking a step toward her, I raised my hands in a non-threatening manner. However, she still tried to crawl away, hindered by the tree. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt you. I promise,” I said softly, crouching down to appear less threatening.
Seeing her still filled with fear, I glanced at her sweater lying on the ground. I picked it up and handed it to her. She hesitated at first but eventually reached out, accepting her clothing from my hands.
”Th-thank you,” she said, her voice faint but audible. Her face turned pink as she realized she was partially undressed in front of me. She quickly covered herself with the sweater and hid half of her face behind her long pink mane, so adorable. ”Um, would you please not look for a moment,” she requested, her voice slightly shaky.
Assuring Fluttershy with a gentle nod, I stood up and turned away, granting her the privacy she requested. I shifted my focus to the surrounding area, scanning for any other caribou that might pose a threat. The two caribou I had fought were now nothing but motionless corpses.
As I stood guard, I could hear Fluttershy’s soft hoofsteps as she hurriedly put on her sweater, her movements accompanied by a slight rustling of fabric. Once she felt appropriately covered, she spoke up again, her voice still carrying a hint of fear. ”Okay... You can look now.”
Turning back towards her, I noticed that she had stood up, now fully covered by her clothing. Her mane still obscured her face as she gazed at the grassy ground of the forest.
After a minute of silence, I asked her, " you okay ?” She looked up at me, her gaze falling upon my helmet, she whimpered and shivered once more. She was still afraid of me. Letting out a sigh, I raised my hands to my helmet, slowly removing it from my head to be less fearsome.
The moment my helmet was off, I heard her gasp, her eyes widening as she saw my face. I knew she hadn’t encountered any humans in her life, so her reaction didn’t surprise me.
“W-What are you?” she asked, her voice shaky.
“I’m a human,” I replied. Just as I finished speaking, a loud explosion resonated from the east, diverting my attention. I turned towards the source of the sound and asked, “What is going on here?” Returning my focus to the butter-yellow mare, I awaited her response.
“Oh dear, how did I forget? Ponyville, my friends... The caribou have attacked. They are all in danger!” she exclaimed, her worry evident.
“Then we need to get there and help them. Come on, I think my friends are there too,” I said, putting my helmet back on and grabbing my Bloodhound’s Fang from my back. “Lead the way,” I added, to which she nodded in response. She began jogging, and I followed closely behind her.
Something told me that we were in for a long night... But not in a good way.
[Meanwhile, with Clyde and Peter]
“Peter, behind you!” Clyde shouted as he launched a Glintstone pebble at the Anthro Caribou who was about to attack Peter from behind. The pebble struck the assailant’s face, sending him flying backward. Peter quickly turned around, seeing the Caribou lying on the ground, still alive. He raised his Giant Crusher and brought it down, crushing the caribou’s head under the enormous hammer, causing blood to spill everywhere.
After they got separated from Blake, they ran towards the direction from which thick smoke billowed. Eventually, they stumbled upon a small town where they witnessed numerous Anthro Caribou-like creatures wreaking havoc and engaging in battles with Anthro horse-like creatures donning golden armor. Unfortunately, there were more caribou, and as a result, most of the pony guards were dead or injured.
They both quickly realized that the armored horses or ponies looked incredibly familiar. They recalled the show named My Little Pony, which featured characters that bore a striking resemblance to the ones they saw in the village. And well, they interfered in the battle, fighting the caribou.
“Clyde, look,” Peter said, charging his Giant Crusher with its Royal Knight’s Resolve, Ash of War. Clyde turned his gaze in the direction Peter indicated. Three caribou were running towards them. Clyde stepped forward, assuming a stance, gripping his Moonveil Katana firmly even as it remained sheathed.
“Leave them to me,” he assured, his right hand on the katana’s handle and his left hand on the sheath itself. His right leg positioned forward and his left leg back. As the three caribou approached, he swung his Moonveil Katana in a lateral motion, unleashing a long blue beam of energy towards them—a move known as ‘The Transient Moonlight.’ Upon impact, the attackers froze, their eyes twitching. A grin spread beneath Clyde’s helmet. The caribou in the center vomited blood as his upper body separated from his lower half, and the same fate befell the other two, Blood spilled from their bodies, and their legs crashed onto the ground.
“EZ PIZY, can you do something like that, pet-” he didn’t get the chance to finish his sentence as he noticed a massive boulder hurtling through the air from his left. His gaze followed the trajectory of the boulder and he saw two caribous positioned exactly where it was headed. The two caribous dropped their spears to the ground, their eyes wide open and jaws agape. Then, with a resounding “BOOM,” the giant boulder crashed into the unfortunate creatures. He winced at the miserable sound of bones shattering and blood splattering. When he looked back to where the two invaders had been, all he saw was blood and scattered limbs of the caribous.
When he looked to his left, he saw Peter waving at him mockingly, saying, “You were saying.” Peter teased him.
“How did you do that?” Clyde asked, amusement evident in his voice. Peter responded to his question by demonstrating. He charged his left hand with a yellow seal that adorned his middle finger. His hand glowed cream-colored and then he forcefully slammed it onto the ground. With a crashing sound, he pulled another boulder from the ground and effortlessly held it in his hand.
“See? You’re not the only one with magical abilities. This is called the ‘Stone of Qurranq,’ baby,” Peter laughed as he threw the boulder away, accompanied by another explosion and the sound of a cat screaming.
Looking around, the only sounds they could hear were the wind and their own breathing. It appeared that they had killed every caribou in the vicinity. Just as they were about to leave, their attention was drawn to the sound of someone groaning. Exchanging glances, they followed the noise, which led them to a dark alley. There, they discovered an injured pony stallion with a white coat, blue mane and tail, and adorned in golden armor. He sat against the wall, visibly in pain.
As the guards spotted them, he gasped and swiftly retrieved his sword, which lay on the ground beside him. With a stern expression, he warned, “Don’t come any closer,” his gaze fixed firmly upon them.
“Relax, we’re on the same team,” Clyde assured, sheathing his katana. “See? We’re friendlies,” he added, taking a few steps forward.
“How can I trust you?” the guard asked skeptically.
“Well, slaughtering so many caribou who killed your comrades is a friendly act... Right?” Both the guard and Clyde turned to look at Peter. The stallion stared at him as if he had two heads, while Clyde’s face remained hidden beneath his helmet, leaving his expression a mystery. Peter shrugged in response, saying, “What?”
Clyde shook his head and said, “Anyway, we fought some caribou who were destroying the town. We’re new here. Can you tell us what is happening?”
The white stallion calmed down and decided to trust these two mysterious armored “ponies.” He began explaining, “Well, as you know, they are caribou, a species from a faraway land. Their so-called king, Dainn, believes that Princess Celestia and Luna are unfit to rule over Equestria. So, he and his men invaded our land with the intention of taking over the kingdom. Along the way, they enslaved mares and killed stallions or forced them to work for them.”
“Wait, what you’re saying is that there are some male ‘pony’ stallions who are on the caribou side?” Peter asked in disbelief. How could someone betray their own race?
“Yeah, there are some of our males who believe that mares deserve to be slaves,” the guard answered. He then asked, “How can you not know about this? Who are you?”
Clyde and Peter exchanged glances before nodding at each other. Peter placed his large hammer on his back, while Clyde positioned his staff on his right hip. With their armored hands, they simultaneously removed their helmets, revealing their faces to the injured guard.
The moment he saw their faces, his eyes widened. He had never seen creatures like them before. They resembled something akin to apes or something else entirely. “Wh-What in Tartarus are you?” he stammered.
“We are humans. I’m Clyde, and this is Peter. Say, where are the citizens?” Clyde asked, settling down on the ground.
“The caribou took most of the mares. Those who remain are currently hiding in the town hall’s basement,” he replied. However, he then groaned loudly, clutching his stomach wound. “I’ve lost so much blood. I can’t hold on much longer. Y-You go and get them out. Take this; it’s my tag,” he said, retrieving an ID card from his pants pouch. Clyde accepted it from him. “Show this to Mayor Mare. It will be your key to gaining her trust,” he added with a weak smile.
[New item: Royal guard ID-Card.]
“We will, Swift kick, they will pay for what they have done” Clyde assured him, putting his hand on the guards shoulder. He found out his name by his ID-card. He stood up and looked at peter “Lets go, pete” before putting his helmet on, peter did the same, and began walking behind him.
[Meanwhile, with Blake and Fluttershy]
“What happened here?” I asked, addressing no one in particular, as I took in the scene before me in the town of Ponyville. Blood and dead bodies were strewn everywhere, belonging to both caribou and ponies. Fluttershy and I had finally managed to find our way out of the Everfree Forest, and along the way, I even killed some more caribou. Now, we stood in the town square, surrounded by the aftermath of destruction.
Speaking of Fluttershy, she was seated on a public chair, sobbing. It was overwhelming for a sweet and timid mare like her to witness such a horrific display of death, carnage, and bloodshed.
I let out a sigh and approached her, taking a seat beside her and placing a hand on her shoulder. “Don’t worry, Fluttershy everything will be okay” I tried to comfort her, although my attempts seemed to be in vain.
She looked at me with tear-filled eyes, still crying, and asked, “How can you say that? [sob] Can’t you see this?” She gestured around, indicating the overwhelming amount of death. “So much death,” she added with another sob.
I lowered my gaze, realizing she was right. There were indeed numerous ponies lying lifeless.
“Blake?” someone shouted from behind us. I turned my head in the direction of the voice and spotted two figures a few blocks away. As I focused on them, I recognized them as my friends. One of them was carrying a giant hammer, confirming it was Peter.
I stood up and put on my helmet, gestured for Fluttershy to take my hand. She grabbed hold of my hand and stood up, letting out one last sniffle. As my friends reached us, Clyde asked, “Dude, are you okay?” to which I nodded in response.
“I see, you found new friends,” Peter remarked, causing Fluttershy to retreat further behind her mane.
“Hi,” she greeted timidly.
“Just like from the show itself,” Peter said with a chuckle. Fluttershy tilted her head, not understanding what he meant.
“What did you find out?” I asked them, directing the question mainly at Clyde.
“We finished the remaining caribou in the town, and we met a survivor. He informed us that some of the citizens who hadn’t been enslaved are hiding in the basement of the town hall, wherever that is,” Clyde explained.
Fluttershy’s attention was instantly captured as she gasped and exclaimed, “Th-The town hall? Really?” It seemed to be the first time Fluttershy spoke in a normal volumed voice. She turned around and pointed towards the large, round tower behind us. “This is the town hall.”
We all gazed at the tower, which stood tall, both white and brown, resembling its appearance from the show, albeit on a much grander scale. Making our way towards the massive tower, we approached the front door. Fluttershy attempted to open it but couldn’t, as it seemed to be blocked from the inside.
“Let me open it,” I offered, gesturing for her to step aside. She complied, and I positioned myself in front of the double doors. Charging my dragon communion seal, it emitted a radiant red glow, while my entire body emanated a vibrant yellow aura. With a surge of power, I unleashed a golden shockwave forth, forcefully shattering the door and anything in its path. The ‘wrath of gold’ it was called.
My friends and I stepped inside, while Fluttershy stood there, mouth agape. I chuckled and gestured for her to join us. She shook her head and finally entered.
As we looked around, darkness enveloped the surroundings until a small cyan light materialized above Clyde’s head, casting a sharp glow. I remembered it was called ‘Starlight,’ a spell in the game. With this newfound light, we could see clearly. “Over there,” Peter said, pointing towards a trapdoor on the floor.
We all made our way towards it, and I opened it. The darkness greeted us, but I could make out the presence of a ladder. “Let’s go,” I announced as I began descending, my friends following closely behind.
When we reached the metal door not far away, I grasped the doorknob and pushed it open. As we entered, we found ourselves in another dark room. Clyde’s spell had faded, leaving us in darkness. Slowly, we ventured into the room, relying only on our senses. I could faintly hear whispers, as if someone was speaking softly. I was about to say something when...
“P-DEW!” A sound echoed, followed by a purple beam of energy that struck Clyde in the head, rendering him unconscious.
“EEP!?” Fluttershy squeaked in surprise.
“WHAT THE!?” Peter shouted, taken aback by the unexpected attack. However, he had no chance to react as a figure swiftly kicked him in the nuts, causing him to groan and collapse to the ground.
“PETER!!” I shouted, ready to take action. But before I could do anything, another beam of energy was fired towards me. I managed to dodge it by utilizing my Bloodhound’s Step Ash of War technique with my claw weapons. However, the second attack came faster than I anticipated. I barely had time to register a cyan fist striking my chest with great force, knocking the wind out of me. Then, a powerful punch to the head sent me crashing to the ground, causing me to lose consciousness.
As I teetered on the edge of unconsciousness, I noticed the room suddenly illuminated by a bright white lamp, and I could hear voices.
“Fluttershy!!?”
“Girls!? What are you doing? They were friends.”
“Friends?”
“Ooo, I love new friends! Yay!”
”Are ya sure, sugarcube? Ah’m not thinkin’ they look so friendly,”
”They are! That one saved me from caribou,”
”Oh, darling, we didn’t know,”
Then, before I completely lost consciousness, I saw Fluttershy and two other ponies standing before me. One was a unicorn with a purple coat, a dark purple mane, and a light shade of purple streaks throughout her mane and tail. She wore a white button-up shirt with a purple vest and blue jeans. The other pony was a pegasus with a rainbow-colored mane and tail, a cyan coat, and was dressed in a black shirt with a dark blue sleeveless jacket over it, along with black jeans.
”Um, Mr. Blake... Mr. Blake,”
My vision grew increasingly blurry until I finally lost consciousness.
Author's Note
what do you think, guys, was it good, please tell me it was.
Glintstone Pebble Transient Moonlight Stone of Gurranq Wrath of Gold Starlight
Chapter 3: Introductions and more
Author's Note
sorry for the delay, i was in a vacation and when i came back, the internet connection was a bit weak, and i was a bit busy, but i finally managed to finish this chapter, hope you like it. adieu
one more thing, i changed my mind, anthros with hoof are fine
this Chapter contains a bit of rape, so be aware
Chapter 3: Introductions and more
“Where do you think these... Hu-mans are from?” Fluttershy struggled to say the word, her gaze fixed upon the three unconscious, armored, humans leaning against a wall. She had explained that they were called “humans” and that one of them, named “Blake” (which puzzled them, what kind of a name is that?), had saved her from two caribou who were about to rape her. Fluttershy further mentioned that the other two, whose names she didn’t know, appeared to have fought the caribou and cleared the town of them. They decided to wait until the humans woke up so they could ask them some questions, but they still harbored some mistrust. To ensure their safety, Twilight had cast a chain spell that bound the three human’s hands and legs, preventing them from taking any action when they woke up.
“I don’t know; I’ve never seen anything like them before,” Twilight replied as she meticulously noted down every detail about the humans. They resembled some sort of evolved, hairless ape or something similar. Their “manes” were shorter than those of ponies, and all three had cream-colored skin—yes, skin, as they lacked fur.
They had left the town hall’s basement since their first encounter with the humans, and now they were in twilight’s library. Currently, the only ponies present in the library were Twilight and her five friends and the purple baby dragon, Spike.
Twilight sat on a chair beside Fluttershy, positioned in front of the unconscious humans, patiently waiting for them to awaken.
Rainbow Dash and Applejack both expressed interest in the weapons carried by the humans. Applejack examined the giant hammer, marveling at how anypony could wield such a heavy weapon with ease. But with effort, she managed to lift it and carry it from the town hall to here, it wasn’t a easy job.
Meanwhile, Rainbow Dash had now equipped the three bladed metal claws on her hands, playfully experimenting with them and slashing through the air.
Rarity focused her attention on the black cape worn by the human called ‘Blake’ before they removed it. Rarity admired the craftsmanship, appreciating the intricate details and handiwork. However, felt a sense of unease as she discovered that the cape was composed of numerous black feathers—real feathers.
While Pinkie Pie was talking to Rarity, it seemed like Rarity wasn’t really listening.
And Spike held the katana that one of the humans possessed, gazing at it with amusement in his eyes. He had read books about ninja ponies and seen katanas depicted in them, but this particular one appeared more majestic.
“Any news from the princesses?” Fluttershy asked twilight, looking at her.
Twilight looked at her friend and sighed, shaking her head. “Nothing. I sent her the letter about humans, but she hadn’t answered me yet .”
Just then, they heard a groan. They all stopped what they were doing and turned their attention towards the source, they saw Blake slowly regaining consciousness. Everypony’s gaze fixated on him.
I began to awaken, a strong headache pulsating through my head. Groaning audibly, I attempted to raise my hand to my temple, but an impediment halted my movement. I felt a binding around my wrists and ankles, preventing any motion. The sound of voices reached my ears, and slowly, I opened my eyes, my vision initially blurred. Gradually, clarity returned, allowing me to see clearly. Before me stood six anthro ponies and one anthro baby dragon, all gazing at me. I quickly recognized Fluttershy, but it took me a moment to identify the others as the other Elements of Harmony and the baby dragon, Spike.
“Uhhh, hi,” I managed to say before a blur of pink dashed towards me, its big blue eyes filled with excitement. The pony started speaking so rapidly that I struggled to comprehend.
“Hi,I’mPinkiePie!Whoareyou?Areyouanalien?Areyoufromanotherworld?Doyouloveparties?Ofcourseyoulovepartiesbecauseeveryponylovesparties!Whataboutcupcakes?DoyoulovecupcakesWhat’syourfavoriteflavorOryourfav--” Her rapid talking was abruptly halted by a lavender hand covering her mouth, putting a stop to her enthusiastic chatter.
“Pinkie, let’s discuss that at another time, okay?” Twilight Sparkle, the mare I recognized as the main character from the show, addressed Pinkie Pie, Ponyville’s party planner, who nodded in response. “Sorry about that, Pinkie gets so excited when she meets new pon... Um, humans,” Twilight said while looking at me, removing her hand from Pinkie’s mouth. The energetic mare beamed and bounced alongside her other friends. Twilight turned her attention back to me and cleared her throat. She was dressed in a white button-up shirt with a purple vest and blue jeans. “Allow us to introduce ourselves,” she began, pointing at herself and then her friends. “I am Twilight Sparkle, the faithful student of Princess Celestia,” she introduced herself before gesturing to her companions. “And these are my best friends: Pinkie Pie, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Fluttershy, and my number one assistant and friend, Spike,” she concluded.
“Hiya!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed, her face adorned with a wide smile. She wore a cyan shirt with colorful balloons printed on it, along with a pink skirt and leggings.
“Hello, darling,” Rarity greeted, elegantly flipping her purple mane. She donned a beautiful jean jacket over a dark purple shirt, complemented by a purple skirt and dark blue leggings.
“Hey,” Rainbow Dash, the hotheaded mare with a small smile. She sported a black shirt with a sleeveless dark blue jacket, paired with black jeans.
“Howdy,” Applejack, the cowpony mare, greeted in her southern accent, tugging on her stetson hat. She wore a red checkered button-up shirt and blue jeans.
“Hello,” Fluttershy softly spoke, waving timidly. Although she knew me, she still displayed her inherent shyness. She wore a green sweater along with light blue jeans.
“Hi” spike said, as he looked at me with a smile, he wore a light green t-shirt with light purple shorts.
I knew them all too well, but I decided to act as someone who didn’t know. The last thing I wanted was for them to realize that they were characters from a TV show. I nodded to them and smiled, although my smile faded as I remembered I was still chained and unable to move. I glanced down at the purple magical chains and then back at Twilight, who chuckled sheepishly and used her magic to unbind me. Within seconds, the chains on both me and my still unconscious friends’ hands and legs dissipated.
I smiled once again and stood up, clearing my throat before speaking. “Nice to meet you all. My name is Blake,” I introduced myself. Twilight smiled and raised her hand, prompting me to shake it.
“Sorry for attacking you. We thought you were one of those caribou groups that attacked the town,” she explained while shaking my hand. “Fluttershy informed us that you saved her from two of them who were about to hurt her. Thank you,” she added, releasing my hand.
“It’s alright, no problem,” I replied. My attention shifted to the others, and my gaze landed on Rainbow Dash, who I saw had taken my Bloodhound claws. Now she had them on her hands. “Do you mind giving me back my own claws?” I asked, pointing towards the claws. She looked down at her hands and then at me, sheepishly smiling. She promptly removed both claws and handed them back to me. I took them and put them back on.
Next, I noticed Rarity approaching with my Black-feather cape. I retrieved it from her hands and draped it back around my shoulders.
“Ughhh... Owww...” Two groans sounded behind me, capturing our attention. I turned around and saw Peter and Clyde slowly waking up. Their helmets were off, just like mine. Clyde appeared to be recovering better as he stood up on shaky legs, but Peter... No, he was on all fours, groaning and moaning. Whoever kicked him, they had kicked him hard.
“The one who kicked me will have a hard time with me and my hammer,” he growled. I wasn’t sure who had kicked him, but as I glanced back, I noticed Applejack stepping back with a gulp. I chuckled, knowing it was just his pain-fueled anger talking.
“Don’t worry, he’s just in pain,” I reassured them as I stepped forward and helped Peter up. By now, Clyde was fully standing, leaning against a bookshelf to steady himself. After ensuring Peter was stable on his feet, I let go and began introducing them to the Mane Six and Spike. “Okay, ladies and Spike, these are my friends, Clyde and Peter.”
“Hey there”, Clyde said, with a wink, while peter just waved, still in pain down there.
“Hi”the girls and spike said in unison.
When the girls and Spike introduced themselves to my friends, we all sat around a table and decided to talk. Clyde and Peter took seats on both sides of me. Our conversation ranged from simple topics to a more significant question.
“So, who are you guys and where did you come from? We haven’t seen any humans before,” Twilight asked, with her friends nodding along.
This question presented a challenge. If we were to tell them the truth, there was a high chance they would discover that they were animated characters, and that revelation could be unsettling. It was a dark notion to realize that you were merely an animation creation and that humans were your creators. But perhaps we could share only part of the truth.
“We... Um... We’re not just ordinary humans. We are... Tarnished,” I said, causing the room to fall into silence. The Mane Six and Spike exchanged confused glances, while I noticed my friends looking at me from the corner of their eyes. Finally, Applejack broke the silence.
“Ahm sorry, but what do ya mean by ‘Tarnished’?” Applejack asked in her southern accent. Everyone’s attention turned towards me, including my friends. Peter had a skeptical look on his face, silently questioning how I would handle this situation.
Taking a deep breath, I began to explain, “Well, in short, all three of us were exiled from our homeland and labeled as Tarnished. But when the Elden Ring shattered and nobody attempted to repair it, we were summoned back to stand before the Elden Ring and become the Elden Lord.” Clyde knew what i wanted to do, and when he saw they were still confused, he decided to make this easier.
“If that’s hard to grasp, let me clarify. We are immortal warriors who went on a mission to fix a powerful artifact called the Elden Ring. Our goal was to eventually become the Elden Lord. However, we ended up here through means that we don’t know,” Clyde concluded. Seeing no change in them, all three of us facepalmed and decided to change the topic ”nothing, leave it there, tell us about these caribous” he said.
They all tensed up upon hearing the name of the rapist creatures, a hand slowly came into the air, everybody’s attention went on the timid mare, who covered her face with her mane upon seeing everybody looking at her ”wh-when they were taking the citizens out of the town, i heard, some of them, talking about a camp in the everfree, i think they took them there”
I shared a glance with my friends and nodded to them, then got off my seat “then lets go”
[somewhere in the everfree. Caribou’s outpost]
“Move, you useless whore ” a caribou casual barked as he pushed a fully naked roseluck towards his higher rank’s hut. She dropped herself to the ground and looked at him with pleading eyes. Roseluck screamed as one of the caribous tugged on her long red mane, hard, pulling her on the ground, she tried to get herself free from the rapist’s grasp, but it was all in vain.
The mares that were taken by the caribou were now in this big camp that the caribou had, and were all either were forced to work or wash themselves, so that when they were about to get fucked, they smelled good. The stallions were forced to do hard works like carrying things around, and foals, well, they were taken to the basements of the huts and chained as prisoners. This camp was a large one.
Finally the caribou managed to get the poor mare to the front of the hut’s door, he knocked at it and said “boss, i got the bitch that you wanted” there was a hoofstep and then the door to the hut opened. There inside the hut, stood a tall muscular, naked caribou with his left horn missing. His cock twitched at the sight of the naked mare, and was eager to fuck her. He licked his lips as he stepped aside...”get her inside, ‘NOW ”he ordered the caribou casual, he grabbed the flower mare’s mane and pulled her inside the hut, and threw her in the center of the room. The room was simple, two chairs and a table, a bed and a fireplace, with black bears skin as a carpet.
The caribou chief made his way toward his slave, stroking his member with his left hand, and grabbed the mare’s mane with the other and forced her head toward his dick, she looked up at her rapist with narrowed eyes, closed her mouth and would not do as he wished, but the chief knew how to make her do it. He slapped her cheek hard, causing her to gasp and tear up “OPEN UP” he yelled and brought his hand up for the next slap. However, upon seeing the mare slowly opening her mouth and giving in, he smirked and when her mouth was open enough, he shoved his member deep inside, ravaging her mouth, causing her to gag and shed more tears. The tall caribou looked at the caribou casual, who was standing there in front of the door, watching the mare get facefucked by his boss.”go, get a bitch and buck her up, its your prize” the young caribou smirked and nodded getting out of the room before closing the door.
The tall caribou turned his attention back on the mare beneath him, and could feel himself getting close. He took the mares head in both hands, moving his hips more and more forcefully, until, he came inside her mouth. She tried to gulp his nasty seed, but some of it didn’t go the way it had and made her choke, finally he took his wet member out of her mouth and looked down at her as she vomited on the floor, making a mess. The caribou chief, grinned, a vile idea in his head. He slapped the mare again and shoved her head down right above where she had vomited.
“You will clean this up, now, with your mouth”
Chapter 4: Attack on the camp part-1
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