suicide solaire in equestria:part one

>you are anon
>former larpist and current knight-champion of equestria since two years now
>one would think that the life of a knight and champion in the magical land of ponies and frienship would be pretty awesome
>it isn't
>when you arrived to equestria a couple of years ago you were shuned and despised as a monster from another world
>your warlord larp costume didn't made a good first impression
>after being rejected in every town of of equestria you took refuge at the everfree forest
>for about a month you survived at the forest with relative ease
>turn out timberwolves aren that tough and you knew better that attack the bigger beasts
>it was around the end of the first month when the element of magic found you dwelling at the old alicorn castle
>of course she tried to rout you out with the royal guard
>and of course you went full vietcong
>your guerrilla tactics allowed you to endured for about a week
>maybe you could have extended the time indefinitely if you actually killed some ponies
>but you weren't about to cross that line just yet
>between the lack of food due to the hardship of hunting or gathering under siege and the use of magic you finally were captured
>it was when you were taken to canterlot, to face punishment for your resistance, that princess celestia found out about your skills
>good thing that she addressed your trial ,otherwise they probably would had executed you
>instead you were to serve among the royal guard for 5 years as punishment
>soon enough your larp experience and your human resistance proved to place you above the common pony guard
>half way through the fisrt year you were exonerated because of your heroic actions during a dimond dogs raid
>but you didn't quit, why would you give up free housing and tree meals a day
>so you offically joined the royal guard, they tried to deny you entrance at first but the favour of celestia got you in easily
>quickly you scalated among the ranks of the royal guard
>improving your skills through rigorous training ,eventually you became the capitan of the guard
>the guards never liked you but at least they learned that it was better to obey you
>the civil population however still shuned you as if you were a monster
>so you started to wear armor all the time
>three month after your promotion to capitan your true value as warrior became evident when you repelled the second changeling invation
>for your heroism, celestia proclaimed you knight and champion of equestria
>in retrospective you should have seen the political ploy behing that action
>by becoming a champion you loss your position as capitan meaning that you no longer comanded the guard
>and by being a knight you can't deny orders from royality, otherwise you would lose your tittle of knight and all it benefits
>you wouldn't even be received back at the guard
>and while a champion was a popular figure it wasn't a public figure, therefore any misstake you made would not be related to equestria as a state
>plus they didn't had to invite you to royal parties anymore, of course they continued to invite you to the great galloping galla ,but only to mantain appearances
>for two long years you had carried out your orders word for word
>while in the guard your job was to protect equestria as it's champion your job was to smite it's enemies
>doing the dirty job of celestia its not an easy task
>killing bandits ,hunting pirates ,slaughter beasts ,slaying drangons and taking their loot back to canterlot
>all for the good of ponykind
>all in the name of equestria
>All by the word of celestia
>all by the will of the sun
>she doesn't even give you your missions in person anymore
>all she does it's send a courier to give you a note with your mission
>after all your heroic actions for the well of equestria they still despise you
>it's ironic but the only nickname without "monster" or "beast" that you been given , comes from the griffin bandits
"the sword of the sun"
>an appropriate name for the hitman of celestia
>a hitman that has grow tired of his life

>its the day after the second anniversary of your knighting
>as usual there was not celebration only a small meal by yourself at the barracks acompanied by glares of disgust by the royal cooks and your fellow guards
>you only eat meat while you're out in a mission but ponies still dislike the sight of you eating
>as the first Light rays of the morning creep into your room you lay awake in your bed
>you always awake a few minutes before sunrise
>the sun iluminates your "luxurious" room you can't help but notice how actally barren it is
>the only thing beside your fancy bed and bed bunk are the chest with your enchanted armor ,a wardrobe containig some rags, a single suit and sevaral sets of armor cushioning and a weapond rack with your enchanted shield and sword
>no chairs or tables or anyting else
>iluminated by a single window barely big enough to let sunlight into the room
>it feels more like a fancy prision than a champion living quarters
>you had requested new quarters a few times
>but the quartermaster never acceded, according to him due to the lack of free rooms
>you rise from your bed and go to your personal bathroom to shower
>hot water doesn't work since you got this room
>as you finish washing yourself in the cold water you take a look the bathroom mirror
>you wont bother shaving today
>for today it all ends
>you dig into your wardrobe for a good loincloth to wear
>after finding the shirt you had when you first came to equestria and donning it as undergarments you search into your armor chest for propper clothing
>you found an armor belt that once belonged to minotaur warlord, a pair of steel bracer from a griffin bandit, the pelt of a bear and a pair of custom made fur boots
>wearing your loot you finally retrieve a jagged dagger fashioned from the horn of the changeling queen from under your pillow
>you leave a small note over the bedbunk and walk out of your room for what you hope is the last time
>"i quit"
>fastening your dagger on the armored belt you make your way towars the barracks
>as you walk through the palace hall ponies, both guards and and servants, give you a wide berth
>sure you looked imposing fully clad in kight armor but now
>now with your pale, scared and muscular figure exposed ,you look like conan the destroyer without a tan
>finally reching you destination you take a look at the bulletin board
>theres a warning about an rabid ursa mayor roaming the everfree forest far from ponyville
>that should do it
>you take the poster and head towards the armory to get weaponry for you final battle
>"h-HALT, w-WHO COMES THERE"
>new recluits guarding the armory ,really now
"I AM ANONYMOUS "SWORD OF THE SUN"; CHAMPION OF EQUESTRIA , STAND ASIDE"
>"w-we are n-n-not suposed t-to let anyone pass without capitan permission"
"I HAVE KILLED MORE GRIFFINS IN A DAY THAN YOU HAVE MET IN YOUR ENTIRE LIFE RECLUIT ,STAND ASIDE AT ONCE!"
>"YESSIRSORRYSIRWONTHAPPENDAGAINSIR"
>you enter the armory
>normaly you wouldn't be so rude, but you had to be fast if you were to finish this
>you grab a Zweihander, 2 frankish war axes, a short sword, a long bow and a quiver full of arrows
>in rater fast pase you stride to the chariot skydocks
>upon arrival you requested a flying chariot to ponyville
>and soon enough you were soaring the skies
>the travels in flying charots were always akward
>the ponies never utter a word while getting to your destination but now the guards pulling the chariot were plain scared
>not that you blame them, you are three times their size and wearing the spoils of previous battles
>finally you get to poniville, from here it's jus a small walk to the everfree
>just as you were leaving the chariot you were intercepted by certain alicorn

>"princess it's so good to see yo- oh, it's you"
>goddamit
>your relationship with twilight were never good ,right after she kicked you out of the everfree she tried to cage you like an animal to run experiments on you
"greetings princess twilight of ponyville"
>"yes, yes greetings ,what are you doing here?"
>and it didn't get better after you became a champion
"i have come here with a mission, now if you excuse me princess"
>you begin walking
>"what mission?"
"recon"
>"of what?"
"the everfree forest"
>"why?"
"because of the ursa mayor"
>"shouldn't you come with more guards"
"i move faster by my myself"
>"why aren't you wearing your armor?"
"this is jus a recon mission, i don't need to much armor"
>"then why you carry all those weapons?"
"the everfree it's still a dangerous place"
>"shouldn't then you need the armor?"
"i know my way around the everfree, remember?"
>"oh...right...sorry about that by the way"
...
>killing the princess of friendship and dying figthing the guard still count like a honorable death right?
>nah, better to stick to plan ,you're at the entrance of the forest anyway
"farewell princess i'll be on my way now"
>"kay bye"
>and with that purple autism brinks back to her tree-castle-plastic thing
>you move into the forest but not before glansing back at canterlot one last time

>you are purple aut- twilight sparkle princess of frienship and element of magic
>and sweet celestia that was akward
>why did you had to bother him so much
>he was just doing his job, you silly filly
>probably because of his lack of armor
>the last time you saw any of his skin was whe the royal guard finally captured him
>you don't remember him being so pale or so scarred
>but to be fair you didn't even remember his face
>did he always had that missing eye?
>and why didn't you knew about this mission any way?
>sure princess celesstia was the one that gave him his order but she always told anyone involved
>and you're fairly sure that the ursa mayor in the everfree is your business
"SPIKEEE!"
>your faitful slav- assistant runs down from his room to meet you at the main hall of your libr- castle
>you miss your treebrary
>"im here twilight what do you need"
"spike write a letter"
>the dragon produce paper an quill from an unknow space
>"ahem- "dear princess celestia...

>you cannot proceed to dictate a letter as twilight sparkle because you are about to be anon

>as stated before you are anon
>you had maneuver your way through the everfree without confrontation
>mostly because the lesser beast won't come out with tha ursa dweling around
>after an hour of searching around you finally spot the beast
>and damm if this motherfucker ain't big
>but not as big as you expected
>you had fought ursa minor before and they are about the size of o a school bus
>so you expected an ursa mayor to be a walking skyscraper
>this one its just about the side of a barn
>maybe you came a little too prepared to this fight
>regardless you're not backing out of this battle
>now the sensible thing to do would be to atack it eyes with the arrows and tire him off in a game of cat and mouse
>but you didn't come here just to slay a beast
>you came here to fight a titan in glorious battle
>you fire an arrow at the back of the ursa mayor
>it clearly felt that and it's looking for the agressor
"HEY YOU!"
>the ursa spot you among the trees
"YES YOU"
>you fire another arrow at his left eye
"YOU'RE A FAGGOT"
>the ursa growls in anger and pain
>unkown to you a griffin scout watches from the clouds unable to belive what you just did

>the beast swing it masive paws at you
>you roll out of the way and fire anoter arrow at his head
>trees and stones fly across the sky as the process repeats several times
>while most of your arrow hit the masive bear very few of them actually laded on it's head
>you're running out of arrows
>splinters and small rocks take their toll on your skin
>the ursa finally relizes that his method of attack is infective and decides to charge at you
>you charge at him in turn and dash beneat it rigth before his paws hit you
>you managed to fire the last of your arrows to his belly and back before the bear turns around
>the kids gloves are out now
>you drop the longbow and quiver
>and pull out the Zweihander
>its time to show this bitch why the legend never dies
>you flash the beast a tooty grind
>it roars in return and lunges at you
>with a grace worthy of the giantdad you dodge his attack and slash at the side of the beast
>you barely escape a swing of it's paw by rolling under his belly and proceed to stab it several times

>the griffin scout has since long stop hiding to get a better look at the fight
>he could not belive his eyes
>the equestrian chapion fighting a ursa mayor and not only holding his ground but actually harming the beast
>without even wearing an armor
>your exploits were well know across the land but this was above anithing else you had done before
>this was downright suicidal
>obviusly
>one blow from its paws and you would become a stain in the floor
>and you knew that well
>this was a battle worthy of a song, worthy of a tale and song, worthy of a masterpiece painting
>worthy to be inmortalized in a stained window at the canterlot halls
>worthy to bring death to a champion like you
>the figth however would be over soon
>you were growing tired and lossing blood from plenty of small cuts
>all that it's takes is one trip, one slow reaction and you would be kill in a single blow of the ursa paws
>once again the bear lunges at you this time how ever you roll under its belly
>but not to poke his tummy oh no
>your target has been swinging around long enough
>and so with a jump and a slash of your Zweihander the ursa is now a she
>barely landing behind the bear before fell to her/his knees you take slash at it's hindpaw making the beast fall to it's belly
>you pull the Zweihander back into it's sheath at you back and pull out both of you axes
>with a jump that you didn't know you could do you start to make your way up the back of the beast

>the ursa writhes and shakes in trying to thrown down
>it begins to scrach at his ow back in vain attempts to get rid of you
>you just tankful that it didn't think of rolling on it's back
>finally reaching the back of it head you pull your shortsword
>as if the ursa realized what was about to hapend it gave a last powerful shake
>strong enough to throw you out of its neck and into the skies
>so, this is it, this is how it ends
>at least it was a good fight
>in mid flight you spot in with corner of your eye a griffin over looking the fight
>you cannot help but smile at this point
>your tale ends here but it will be told to generations to come
>lets give your tale a propper ending
>as the momentum ends you pull out your Zweihander and begin to fall towards the mouth of the beast
"I AM ANONYMOUS "SWORD OF THE SUN" CHAMPION OF EQUESTRIA AND HUMAN FROM EARTH,GAZE UPON MY RAGE YEH MIGHTY, AND DESPAIR"
>with last warcry you fall sword first into the throat of the ursa as it closes it's maw
>almost instantly the beast roars in pain
>it writhes in agony before finally falling dead to the ground

END OF PART ONE