“Focus Morcly.” He said to himself. The view was certainly once in a lifetime, though he needed to move quickly lest it be an incredibly short lifetime. He was looking for something that could give him the answers he needed, something that equally wouldn’t put up any resistance.

He quickly let the area give him the information he needed to be able to locate the ideal creature for transfer to his own dimension. It was more complicated than just picking one; there were so many interacting in so many ways. The magical signature was increasing, decreasing, colliding, something Morcly was able to recognize as a confrontation.
The signals the crystal was emitting were emanating from this conflict. The zebra didn’t know why a battle broke out here, but considering the might of the creatures of this place, he wasn’t particularly interested in finding out. Without any lingering desire to admire the view, he continued searching.

His focus was broken by a sound that shook him to the core.

Hahahah, HaHa! HAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!

A sickly, demonic laughter bounced off the alleyways, and the streets; it sloughed like sludge against the stone and brickwork before making to Morcly’s ears and grinding away his sanity.

The poor zebra’s whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, his breath became rapid and shaky as the sound unnaturally echoed in his head. “W-what is thi-i-is-? Can’t bre-ath, too- too much! What’s going o-n? On!?” Morcly tried to push aside his panic and focus on his duty, desperately looking for a target to take quickly. As more time passed by, the laughter got louder, piercing into his mind, his thoughts and memories deeper and deeper. He lost all sense of focus, and for a split second thought he would lose his mind to the pressure when out of nowhere, the laughter stopped.

The quiet he was suddenly submerged in was just as stressful as the oppressive laughter, if not more so. Somewhere deep within Morcly’s core, he knew that it was just the calm before the storm. His instinct screamed at him to return to the dark, damp cave full of insects; far more preferable than spending even a single extra second in this place. He didn’t care about the failure and possible punishment of the Zebra Queen anymore, “I don’t care! This mission can- I’ll just leave-”

BOOM!

The violent laughter resumed just to the right of his ethereal form, nearly thirty meters away. An intense flame, worthy of even a dragon, was expelled from a building as if it were a pressure cooker. The concrete of the ground and all the material began began to glow and melt from the heat, until from the highest part of the building with an explosive puffs of smoke; two beings appeared with features he didn’t recognize. What he could understand due to his magical circumstance, tethered to reality in the ways he was, was the energy he’d just witnessed came directly from the two figures, now looming on top of the building.

Morcly’s mind was reeling, his body couldn’t respond with anything other than watching as both bodies in the air kept passing through building after building. One of the creatures put its front legs together and prepared to launch another blast of fire from its claws while screaming something completely unintelligible.

“Madamada!”

Hellfire, the likes of which were impossible for even unicorns and dragons came sparking in flurries of barely contained energy from the creature. This must have been the power King sombra witnessed years ago. Despite being completely terrified, the promise of being able to control the same power kept Morcly from severing the connection and returning to the cave.

Moments before the power could be released, Morcly’s horror only grew as the creature's front legs were sliced off out of nowhere. The second creature collided with the first as it threw it towards another building, bringing the fight closer to Morcly. The rumble would have been enough to rupture his eardrums if he was here physically, he thanked heaven that it was only his mind present here as the fight slowly got closer and closer to him.

Now with them so close, he had the chance to see them both through their ridiculous speeds.

One was a one eyed monster with the appearance of a volcano. That is, his head was literally a volcano. It had smoke pouring out of it and sparks pouring out of the top.

The other was some kind of primate with little fur except for the longer pink strands on its head; though Morcly’s eyes were instead drawn to the terrifying aberrant aura and his four eyes glowing a malevolent deep red that completely overshadowed the presence of the living volcano.

The volcano quickly exited the building, being pulled by some kind of burning insect. It fired a large burst of concentrated fire like beams of light which pierced through concrete, soil, and boiled the air with contemptuous ease. The pink haired primate calmly dodged around the beams like they were laser pointers.

Morcly’s head whipped back to the volcano, and his currently present arms. His mind came to the only obvious answer. Instantaneous regeneration?! Not only could the creature release power the likes of which Morcly had never seen, it could also regenerate itself faster than he could blink. If Zebra’s could control that kind of power, how far could they go? How much could they advance? Limitless possibilities flitted in front of Morcly’s mind. He had to… No. I want that power. He rallied himself. Resolving to continue his goal.

So absorbed in his thoughts, Morcly didn’t realize how quickly the battle had escalated. Fires and streams of magma now coated the sky and ground more prevalent than construction, the whole alleyway having been plunged into bright angry orange light. All of the forces of heat and death were levied at the pink haired biped, but the four eyed demon continued to basically bully the volcano. Despite the display of unparalleled firepower that would have undoubtedly killed Morcly if he were merely a bystander, to the demon? It seemed like just a game.

The volcano, having given everything in its previous attack, staggered for long enough for the biped to send it crashing down into a desecrated building from the top floor. Morcly didn’t look inside, but what happened next blotted out the stars. The volcano fired a blast into the sky that was equal parts magnificent and disturbing. All of the poles and carriages in the streets started to lift as the gravitational pull of the pyre in front of him dragged against space-time, accentuated by the shrill scream from the volcano.

“RYUSEI!”

Morcly felt small.

In the cave, filled with unearthly light and a shining vibrating crystal. The ight shining out of Two’s eyes began to grow brighter with the passing moments, the sign that the place between places was beginning to bleed into his body.

“Our time is running out.” Said Four, “We’ve got less than five minutes.” The silent zebra estimated.

One responded immediately, “We can only hope and trust Two to bring something that will serve us.” The phrase held the weight of One’s conviction, his trust in Two. “Two’s the smartest of us, if anyone can do it, it’s him.”

“Hey, sorry to interrupt your rampant intellectualism, but…” Lendary’s sarcasm bled away to concern as she lifted a hoof and pointed at the body of Two, “Is he supposed to be doing that?” The other zebra’s eyes tracked her hoof to Two’s body, which was beginning to bleed out of any open orifice. Cracks of white lines were beginning to break open his skin, leading away from his eyes.

“I think we have even less time than that!” One exclaimed nervously, running his hoof over his forehead to remove the sweet that fell into his eyes. He spoke to himself, “Come on Two! What’s taking so long!”

To say there was little time left was an understatement. The average pony body isn’t able to withstand so much magic funneling into its body at once. The runes around the artifice began to glow threateningly as the spell began to reach its peaking threshold, Two began to shake as he collapsed to the ground. Everything began reaching a crescendo.

Steel was already at his limit, he had so many questions, and he was so frightened that the simple action of taking a step either direction was a legendary feat. He had to act, and fast. “Come on Steel! Move!” He grit his teeth and searched in himself for the resolve to act.

Morcly’s eyes were no longer defined, as the cracks had taken up most of his face. Blood dribbled from his nose as a loud hum began to pervade the chamber.

Morcly’s detached mind continued to stare dumbly at the cumulus of fire. He was only brought back to the focus of his mission as an intense headache and an unbearable burning behind his eyes reminded him of the timelimit.

but fortunately for him an opportunity presented itself on a silver platter.

"Watashi wa koko ni 、hankei 100 metoru inai ni iru subete no hito ga " ima sugu " to IU made ugoku koto wa kinji masu shi 、mochiron 、 sono kisoku wa yaburu hito wa dare demo koroshi masu"

The sound of the demon’s voice hammered against the pain in Morcly’s head. Despite having no clue what the creature was saying, Morcly could still hear the arrogance and strength that filled the demon’s voice.

In what was left of the alley, the pink haired demon joined up with three other similar looking creatures. One was a kind of panda that stood on two legs. That along with the pink haired demon and one other were down in the alley, the other two were stood on top of a building on the opposite side of the alley.

The two had a weaker aura than the others, exactly what he was looking for. Now he just had to take them with him before the crystal shut down.

There wasn’t any time between Morcly’s decision that an incandescent mass lashed out at the group and the zebra quickly activated the link and focused it on the two creatures he had swallowed in the spell.

“STEEL! IF YOU DON’T MOVE NOW, YOU’LL BEAR THE DEATH OF THAT PONY!” With that, Steel’s hoof came down, and the weight of being an Earth Pony compelled him to do what ponies do. He charged.

“What the, HEY WAI-” Three noticed too late as Steel charged towards Two’s body and threw him to the ground.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING!” One screamed in panic and quickly tried to intercept, but it was already too late.

Morcly’s body vibrated with power as soon as it was pushed out of the runic circle as the spell switched to automatically gathering and expending all of the available energy it had access to. That being… The infinity present between planes.

Just before having completed the link; Morcly’s mind was ripped from the dimension, leaving behind a group that never realized it existed, and a scene that would only end in tragedy when the meteorite fell and reduced everything around it to ash.

Without comprehension, Morcly’s mind was carelessly shoved into his body, he twitched, seizing on himself momentarily before his vision focused on the pony standing above him, he tried to speak, tried to air his confusion, but all that came from his mouth was blood and incomprehensible noise. Despite the unknown stallion standing over him, his gaze was drawn to the towering dark crystal, vibrating and glowing as it gathered more and more energy.

“STOP PONY!” Lendary rammed into the pony, throwing him off Morcly, she quickly pinned the stallion to the wall. “WHO ARE YOU? A SPY? HOW MANY MORE ARE WITH YOU?” She shouted over the humming in the room, even with her booming voice, she was barely heard by the stallion as he simply growled and struggled to break free.

As Lendary’s struggle against the stallion progressed, One and Four approached Morcly and tried to help him up. “Two, what happened? Did you do it?” One tried to stay calm, but the growing rumble in the cave and the alarmingly detaching roof didn’t make it easy.

“It’s too late, One. I can’t move. Leave me. Run as fast as you can!” Morcly’s warning came out choked as his body struggled to articulate the words.

“What are you talking about Morcly?” Finally deciding to put aside the numerical codes Lubazi asked in a panic, fearing deep inside what he already knew.

“It was the link between dimensions. Without a guide, the crystal has no instructions… It’ll use all it’s power to bring it-... Anything resembling the anchor.” Morcly’s body trembled uncontrollably, “We have made a serious mistake Lebazi, what I saw on the other side…” Leaning back onto the ground, Two accepted his fate. He gave out his last words before fainting. “We have condemned all Equus, alone… We can prepare and pray… for… that…”

He was not able to finish his last sentence.

“Morcly!? Morcly!” Lebazi pushed the side of the uncsonscious zebra, but he already knew it was pointless. For a moment he debated whether to listen to him and escape or try to carry him on his back. The decision was made for him as the glass of the dark crystal pylon began to crack and bleed thrashing whips of energy into the room.

“Answer me pony!” Lendary said ominously, holding a helmet in her hoof while preparing to hit him.

“I won’t tell you anything.” Steel said breathlessly, as the zebra had her hoof to hsi throat.

Moxy tried to get Morcly onto his back, despite the situation, Four was surprisingly calm. Although he was certainly stressed, but the silent zebra did well to keep that hidden.

The chaotic situation didn’t allow Lebazi to collect his thoughts, a rock fell onto his face, indicative of their moments left in this cave. “Fuck it.” he muttered between his teeth, “MOXY! LENDARY! WE ALRE LEAVING! NOW!” he directed his gaze towards Lendary, who was still trying to strangle information out of Steel.

“Lendary! Let go! We’ve got to go!” Lebazi looked up just in time to see larger debris detach themselves from the ceiling and begin their perilous fall, breaking away more rock from the roof and sending cascading vibrations through the walls and floor.

Lendary looked back and forth, “But what about him!? He knows our faces and names! What if he gives us aw-”

“I ASSURE YOU THAT’S THE LEAST OF OUR WORRIES!” He turned towards Moxy who was still trying to lift Morcly, the action proving useless. The zebra had already chosen his fate. Lebazi could only respect his decision and hope that he could find rest wherever his soul ended up. “Moxy! Leave Morcly here!” Having distributed orders without waiting for an answer, he galloped out of the cave.

Moxy reluctantly complied with the order and galloped after Lebazi.

Lendary looked to her retreating comrades. “But! GRRR! SHIT!” She threw the stallion to the ground and ran, muttering curses as she dodged falling rocks.

Steel stumbled away from the wall, narrowing his eyes to keep the unrestrained magic from blinding him. He coughed and swallowed, clearing his throat from being strangled moments before. He picked a path and began to move, running up to the magic dome that hoisted Fern into the air.

Fern was a fountain of blood at this point, Steel didn’t know if a pony could survive that, but he wouldn’t leave his body here to be forgotten and abandoned under a mountain of rock.

Without any hesitation, Steel stepped into the magic dome and bit onto Fern’s mane with his teeth while trying to ignore the taste of copper from the blood. He pulled with everything he could even while rocks and dust covered his face and struck his back. It didn’t take much, as Fern was floating. Steel oriented himself so that the smaller stallion landed on his back as he floated out of the magic keeping himself in the air. Without sparing even a second, Steel galloped out of the cave.

It didn’t matter that the anchor had been taken from the spell structure, the crystal had already completed its work, reaching through the Skein, time worked differently; as the magic caught up to the moments the effects took place, the crystal began to crack and fragments began to drift and float into the air as the light and sound culminated into almost complete silence as everything fell still for just a single a moment.

Then everything exploded.

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Ponyville

Ignorant of everything that was happening miles away, in the town of Ponyville laid a giant tree, carved and shaped into a tree house while the tree was still alive. The interior, in addition to being a fusion of house and tree, was also a fusion of library and housing. The shelves and books scattered throughout the center of the tree juxtaposed over the kitchen and second floor that was a dedicated living space.

The owner was in her bed, sleeping peacefully next to a window which lit her with the rays of the moon that illuminated the town and her two tone purple mane.

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Her rest was interrupted by a great pressure that exerted itself over the village. The sensation of discomfort that disrupted all of the ponies who slept in peace with nausea they didn’t understand. Not just the ponies either, animals scurrying around in the dark stumbled as they suddenly fell ill, night owls and bugs ran to take refuge anywhere they could find in fear.

“Ah!” The mare popped up in a panic, “Wha- But… What?” Twilight Sparkle, the faithful student, and most promising unicorn under Celestia due to her incredible potential in handling magic, was taken from her dream by a wave of energy. Unlike the numerous scenes playing out throughout the quiet village, Twilight Sparkle recognized the sensation. “It’s like…” She stuttered over her words, mumbling to herself as her mind worked faster than her mouth, “Like a giant wave of dark magic, but… It feels different at the same time.” She finally settled on, staring out the window.

For Twilight, rarely was there a sensation or esoteric feeling related to magic that she couldn’t describe, or at least vaguely understand quickly. She was the bearer of the Element of magic, it was her special talent, after all. Feeling such unusual energy… It was frightening, for something she’s never experienced before to put such a raw sensation of terror; something her own body physically tried to avoid.

As quickly as the wave of energy swept over the small town, it disappeared, or at least diminished past Twilight’s ability to detected it. The mare took a deep breath, now that the hair raising energy was gone. She had gotten up out of her bed in nervous energy, and was pacing around her room, mumbling to herself.

“Not dark magic…” Her mind began to work.

Although the energy was functioning at a similar dia-chromatic wavelength as dark magic, the thaumic sensations were too variate to say they were the same. Dark magic was evil, dominant, something that reaches inside and tries to take you. The wave was wild and aggressive, where dark magic functioned like a malicious entity, the wave was uncontrolled. When it passed over her, it was her own emotions of fear and discomfort Intensified, rather than a magically produced feeling of fear.

She grumbled, “Won’t be able to test it now…” She glanced out to her window, only for her head to snap to the side as a voice came to Twilight’s ears.

“Twilight!” Spike came rushing into her room, though he still opened the door carefully. “Twi-Twilight, tell me you felt it too.” He ran up to her, hoping for an answer, “I saw ponies leaving their homes, it wasn’t just a dream right?”

Twilight placed a reassuring hoof on his head, mussing up his spines, though the friendly act did not reach her face. “Yes Spike, I felt it. Something isn’t right.” She looked out the window again, at the town this time, instead of the sky. True to what Spike had claimed, ponies were filling the streets, lights were coming on, ponies were talking about the strange energy that had woken them all from sleep. She abruptly turned and made for the door, “stay here Spike.”

“What are you going to do?” He said uneasily, following her down the stairs into the library proper. “¡I know that face!, don’t tell me you want to go looking for whatever caused this. It’s the middle of the night,” The dragon said, terrified as it was abundantly clear that Twilight was about to do that, “Twilight, it’s, beca-use better to wait until tomorrow. When it’s safer.” He stumbled out, pleading.

The dragon was right, staying home and waiting for dawn would be wiser than blindly charging into danger, but without haste, the energy trail would disappear. Without the trail, there would be no hope of finding out what happened. Someone could be hurt from a magical accident, it could be a dangerous monster, or escaped from some magical prison. As the bearer of an element of harmony, she couldn’t afford to wait.

Twilight stopped her prepeations and approached the dragon. She pulled him into a quick hug before retreating, “Don’t worry Spike, I just want to take a look and see which way the magic originated from.” She said slowly, doing her best to reassure her dragon companion. “You take care of the library when I’m gone, and it’ll only be a few minutes… Okay?” Twilight smiled warmly at the dragon from the door.

“Okay… well… in that case, I’ll protect the-this library, until you return.” He saluted, sticking out his chest to hide his fear.

Twilight was happy that worked. She gave a quick laugh, “Thank you,” She put on an airy tone, “Guardian of my library” and she saw his chest puff up a little more in pride. “I’ll be back.” Then she stepped outside. Using her magic to push the door open, and shutting it again once she was out in the cool air of Ponyville at night.

Twilight wandered into the dispersed crowd of ponies, looking to find anyone else with any answers. She wasn’t looking for them though, she was trying to do thaumic pressure measuring. It was simple, the magic hadn’t escaped, it had dropped to a low enough energy state this far away from the epicenter to start filtering back into unstructured ambient mana. That meant that for a few hours there’d be a pressure gradient, leading all the way back to the origin, that is, if Twilight could find where the magic was thickest.

She closed her eyes and lit her horn, a look of concentration crossed her features as she scrunched her muzzle and attempted to find what she was looking for. With so many ponies, it was like trying to see the direction of a river completely buried in rocks. She let her magic flow, and she began to walk, allowing her magic to guide her. She kept moving until she had left the familiar sounds of ponies talking, kept moving until she had passed the border of the town, and stopped once it was clear where the magic was leading her.

“Of course it had to be this place.” She opened her eyes and scanned the treeline. “Where else do any of the weird things in this town come from?” She mused to herself, lifting a hoof to her chin, “Well… except Pinkie Pie.” She sighed, shaking her head lightly. That pony was definitely too unique for the Everfree.

“What about me?” A voice said, from directly next to Twilight

“AA!” Twilight jumped in fright, scrambling to create some distance before realizined who it was that surprised her. The Pink party pony was wearing some strange looking hat, as if she wanted to protect herself from the rays of a non-existant sun. Twilight caught her breath and eased her racing heart, “Hello to you too Pinkie.” She grumbled, “Would you mind not sneaking up on me like that? I swear my heart nearly exploded.” The rest of Twilight’s complaint was cut off as Pinkie approached and pulled a stethoscope from somewhere.

“I hear that.” She said seriously, listening to Twilight’s heartbeat. “What are we looking at by the way?”

Twilight just blinked and elected to ignore the… all of that. It was easy to eventually learn to not ask how she does things. “I was looking for the origin of that magical wave that woke everyone up. Then I find out that, of course, it came from the Everfree forest.” her voice came out tiredly anguished.

Pinkie shuddered slightly, recalling the memory, though the wide smile never leaves her face. “Oh yeah! It was crazy! My Pinkie sense hit the clouds when it happened, it’s the first time I’ve ever felt it so strong!” Twilight was mildly surprised that Pinkie responded with something so concise, something most ponies would be surprised b- “Hey, since we’re talking about it: cinnamon rolls. Do you prefer them with chocolate or vanilla frosting?” Pinkie lifted up her hooves in comparison, “To be honest, I wouldn’t know what to choose, since chocolate is delicious! But it doesn’t go very well with cinnamon, but the lighter flavour of vanilla doesn’t fit with cinnamon either!” Pinkie gasped, “Oh! What if I did both at the same time! That would be an explosive flavour!” Pinkie put her hooves down and tilted her head, “Speaking of explosives, did you see the changes I made to my party cannon? I think tha-”

Twilight shook her head. There goes all of the seriousness. Twilight guessed that there was only so much Pinkie could handle before it all had to come tumbling out. “Pinkie, we didn’t ever start talking about cinnamon rolls. Can you focus for a moment? This is serious. What if it’s a big bear that got corrupted by dark magic, got angry, and is coming here right now!?” She pointed out into the forest, “What if the forest started releasing more destructive waves of that dark magic?!” Twilight fell to her haunches, beginning to hyperventalite, “¡¡What if a new evil just spawned and ponyville is in danger-?!! ¡¡¡What if!!!-” Twilight began to gradually panic as more dangerous scenarios popped into her head until she was lucky enough for a new voice to cut off her train of thought.

“Twilight, Pinkie! Thank goodness I found you in the crowd. It looks like you were panicking darling, is everything okay? Is this about the magic? Please tell me everything's okay?” The sophisticated voice resolved to Rarity, the premier fashionista in town.

Twilight took a deep breath to calm herself down, “No Rarity, I don’t want to scare you, just th-”

Pinkie Pie not so helpfully interrupted with an amused smile, “Twilight is scared because of a big explosive evil big bad bear is coming to Ponyville!”

“WHAT?!” Rarity half reared up, “What do you mean a bear?!” Rarit put a hoof to her forehead, “Dear celestia, I can’t deal with this tonight! I have orders for tomorrow! And the spa! And my sweet little sister!” Rarity gasped, abandoning her over dramatization of the moment, “I need to get her somewhere safe!” She was about to run off just as Twilight caught her attention.

“No! No, no. Don’t listen to Pinkie, that was just a random idea I had. You know how I get when I overthink.” She said abashedly, finding the grass very interesting to look at.\

Sighing in relief, Rarity trots up the rest of the way to the duo. “What a relief.” She came to a stop, “I couldn’t bear another catastrophe after those dreadful events in the Crystal Empire. Do you know how long I had to fix myself up after that?”

Pinkie raised her hoof excitedly, “Oh! Oh! I know! I know!” She made an exaggerated ‘hmm’ noise before perking up. “Fourty three hours! Oh, wait no, that’s a way too much.” ‘hmmmmm’ “Thirty minutes? No, that’s way too little. Oh! How about-” Pinkie was cut off by a hoof entering her mouth.

“Rarity, I know I said it was just paranoia, but it’s true there was a huge wave of energy.” Twilight removed her hoof from Pinkie, “And I can’t identify it.”

“Well of course darling, I felt it too. So did everyone else in town.” She tossed her mane, “I’m not a prodigy with magic like you, but even I can tell whatever it was, it was completely new.” She tilted her head after her mane settled, “Do you know where it came from?”

Twilight nodded, “Yes, the strange energy came from the Everfree forest, except, I don’t know from how deep within.”

“That’s not good at all. Anything that comes out of the Everfree is bound to give me a headache.”

The conversation of the group was loud enough that the random ponies that had followed Rarity out of the town’s limits had heard enough.

“Wait.” Said one of the random ponies listing in, “Did you say the Everfree?! That pressure came out of the Everfree?!”

“EVERFREE?!” The fear quickly spread as more ponies heard the cry and began to panic or repeat it. As expected from a fairly small and jumpy pony community, the crowd of villagers began to run and push each other to return to the safety of their homes while others galloped around aimlessly.

“Wait everyone! Calm down!” Twilight tried to call out, despite knowing it was a futile effort. “Panicking doesn’t help us at all!”

“THERE’S A MONSTER COMING TO THE VILLAGE FROM THE EVERFREE FORSET!” someone screamed in panic, only serving to escalate the herd instinct.

“No! We don’t know that yet! Let me explain!” But they did not. Trying to calm everyone down was useless at this point. Ponies began to disappear from the clearing. Twilight groaned, glad that at least the shouting had died down as the ponies had run away. “Agh! It’s pointless, they won’t listen to me.”

Pinkie leaned in, pressing her face up against Twilight’s. “I can fire my party cannon if you want. Maybe that will help the focus?” Pinkie offered already balancing a lit match in her hoof as she pulled her party cannon into view from somewhere.

Rarity interjected, “I think they’re stampeding to city hall. We should get there before the poor mayor is swamped with questions. Then we can explain.”

“Good idea, thanks.” Twilight looked over at Pinkie, who began to nod rapidly. “No.” Pinkie gave a mock frown and an ‘awww’ but she snuffed out the match, “Get close girls, I’ll teleport us.”

“Don’t worry Twilight.” Rarity tries to calm Twilight while taking the few steps closer required for the spell. “We’ll come up with something to calm down the town, and Pinkie-” Pinkie’s ears perked up, “It was an hour and a half.” She gave out a lady-like titter.

Pinkie’s disappointed look disappeared, “Hah! I knew it! I was just about to say that.”

“Okay, give me a second to prepare the spell.” She lit her horn, and a magic circle formed around them, enveloping them in Twilight’s magenta aura. With a flash, they disappeared from the field.

Shibuya 12:30 AM

On top of a large meteorite was a teenager with different black markings running all over his body. He stared at the charred wasteland around him, after his fight with the special category curse called jogo which lay lifeless in front of him as the flames consumed him

“Feel honored, curse.” The man smirked, “the king recognizes you as someone strong, Kukuku. I hope that if we meet again, you can give me a little more fun… in a hundred years.” Although the battle amused him, Jogo was not able to connect a single blow with his entire repertoire of skills, even at its maximum power. His biggest mistake was to act as if he was a human, and not a curse. He lacked the ambition and ferocity that only a true curse would need to cause such destruction.

Riomen Sukuna, or better known as: 'The King of the Curse' the strongest sorcerer of all time, currently a prisoner in the body of Itadori Yuji, a first-degree sorcerer, was crowned victorious in this small battle in the war between curses and sorcerers where the main objective of sealing the strongest sorcerer of today, Satou Gojo, was a success.

“Kukukuku, you damn bastards, your plan went It was perfect didn’t it?” Laughed the King of Curses, “I find it hard to believe that a group of common curses could have orchestrated a plan like this. Who is behind it?” Sukuna was thoughtful about the matter, a group of fairly young curses planning something like this on their own? It was a joke. A cloud that rains up would be more believable. “Heh, what does it matter, I’m not interested, as I said, I already have my own plan in mind, sooner or later, I’ll find the true mastermind.” Sukuna ended with a confident smile. The smile disappeared the next second as his face fell into a more neutral, serious expression. “Who are you?” He calls out.

Someone had jumped onto the meteorite that Sukuna wa sin, kneeling next to him, partially due to the androgynous features and his yukata, it was difficult tot tell if he was male or female.

“I have come for you… Sukuna-sama” Said the person with great devotion.
Sukuna stared at the person for a few seconds without saying anything, he didn’t know who they were and had never seen their face before. Though, he detected the cursed energy signature on the body, and that was enough for him to put the pieces together.

Opening his eyes slightly, “Uraume?!” he said with a smile

Uraume, his most faithful subordinate, a sorcerer of the Heian Era who served at Sukuna’s side a thousand years ago. Why he was here, he would have to ask another time.

“It’s been a long time,” Urraume replied, smiling back.

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The moment of the encounter ended abruptly when a staggering wave of energy shook the neighborhood to its foundations, causing any remaining building left over after the recent battle to collapse into dust.

“What is this intense energy I feel?!” Uraume quickly got up and put himself on guard, prepared for any possible attack to come, but nothing happened. “What just happened?” He said, clenching his fists lightly.

“Hmm. How strange.” Sukuna said, his hands still pocketed as he put up the air of being completely unphased by the event. “The energy doesn’t feel like cursed energy. Though, at the same time, it’s not that different from it either. This just happened all over Shibuya, I can only assume given the range that it’s some kind of barrier that just surrounded the whole neighborhood.” All of the energy curiously surged very close to here, yet the chaos he caused in his fight, it was hard to believe that someone there survived, or even worse, that at this very moment, there was someone observing besides the four he stopped before the meteorite drop irritated him slightly.

Sukuna couldn’t continue with his line of thought when another overwhelming energy caught his interest. Unlike the previous, this one was recognizable, clearly cursed energy and one he knew firsthand.

“Sukuna-sama, this energy is…” Uraume said upon sensing the new cursed energy.

Sukuna smiled, “Kukuku, the shadow brat, finally took out his hidden weapon huh? This is interesting.” The King of Curses thought about what situation the leftover brat was in to use a technique that, according to Sukuna himself, would have been able to defeat him while he had three fingers.

“Sukuna-sama?” Asked Uraume with intrigue

“An emergency has arisen,” He said quickly, “It won’t be long before I get free, so keep your preparations ready.” Sukuna started walking in the direction of the energy he felt. “Until then, Uraume.”

“I understand… but what about that other energy? From a long time ago?” Uraume presents his doubt, in search of new orders.

“Find out where or who caused that wave of energy, I must admit that it was quite peculiar… if my guess is correct, that wave just circled all of Shibuya for an unknown purpose.” He ordered Uraume without turning around, and then he disappeared in a burst of speed.

“As you order, Sukuna-sama.” He replied, despite there being no-one there anymore. Seconds pass in silence, then he does the same, disappearing in a blur of speed.

“Hehe, what the fuck was that energy from before? And now with the Shadow Brat revealing his most powerful weapon,” Sukuna recalls the first time the boy released a large amount of cursed energy before his jailer took control of his body/ “I knew my eyes didn’t deceive me that time in the detention center. This gets funnier by the minute. Don’t you think so, Brat?!!!!!” he said with sadistic amusement to the current Sukuna jailer, “You remember what I told you after your fight with that weakling Mahito, don’t you? Everyone around you and you cherish will die because of you!.”

Obviously, there was no response.

“You can’t even hear me , can you?” He laughs lightly, “But that doesn’t matter. Because I’ll show you very soon.” With that, Sukuna quickened his pace, “AHAHAHAHAAHAHA”

Author's Note

And so ends the first chapter.

I am very grateful to Noobblue for the help they gave me to make this happen. I say again that, if you have the time, also go through his stories, he just uploaded one recently La luna se ha ido. - Firomancia (fimfiction.net) and I can only say one thing, suspense and psychological terror, what more do you want?!!!!

And those who read this story also thank you for taking the time to read this random thing.