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- ~To Tartarus and Back~
- [Chapter I]
- |The Crimson Sun Over Congress|
- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
- >At first, it seemed like slight changes in her day to day personality
- >But then the changes in her mood, and sway became more erratic
- >Soon she would spiral into an abyss of power lust
- >Soon she would devour the Sun and obtain it's incandescent might
- >You'll never forget the first time you laid eyes on your Princess, now writhed with power and madness
- >Nor will you forget the sudden spring of emotion that overtook your body and mind
- >For an unexplainable reason you were the first to kneel before the pinnacle of both beauty and horrot
- >You could feel her influence claw at the back of your id
- >You easily gave in
- >Why wouldn't you?
- >You promised you'd serve your princess for as long as your mortal body was able to wield a sword and shield in her glorious name
- >You did just that
- >You laid waste to her enemies and practically brought about a new age in Equestria
- >The age of the Sun and it's mighty incarnation, making sure that your princess would never have to raise a hoof
- >For years you felt lost, ever since arriving in this strange land
- >You missed home, friends, and family
- >But you never felt more at home then on her battlefields, cutting down her enemies
- >All for her
- >Only for her
- "Sol Aeterna!"
- [Canterlot Spire]
- >"General Anonymous, sir! Queen Celestia request your presence in her chambers!"
- >The marble and gold guards pony stands at attention in the threshold of your planning room
- >Your latest military conquest will take you as far as the griffon kingdoms
- >You've only been back for a few weeks and you were already being deployed further into the feild
- >Not that you minded though, as long as you had her Sun on your back, you could brave hell and slay it's hordes without fear or hesitation
- >She says you've done so much for her
- >But you never felt like it was enough
- >You wanted to give her more, everything
- >But for now, you'd have to slowly crawl through endless battles until you found something worthy of her majesty
- >You walk down the halls of Canterlot
- >It's skyblue banners replaced with deep reds of crimson
- >As you make your way, ponies keep their eyes glued to the floor, taking caution not to ever look a lord in the eye
- >Before long you stand in front of Celestia's chambers
- >The smell of burning incense creep into your nose from under the massive double doors before you
- >You awkwardly rap your fingers on the doors five times and within the next few seconds they groan to life and slide open, revealing your princess
- >Your princess rests upon a lavish bed, surrounded by various pillows and silken sheets
- >Instantly the heat of the room hits you with full force and you feel a bead a sweat roll off your brow
- >She liked her room hotter nowadays
- >You step into the sauna-like room and kneel before Celestia, avoiding eye contact anticipating her words
- >"Greetings Anonymous. How goes the war?"
- >The same question as always
- "It's going just as planned. The use of weather manipulation worked just as you planned your majesty."
- >You rise to your feet now that greetings have been exchanged
- >She hints at a smile, which can be seen in a red glow around her muzzle
- >The room was incredibly dark, the only source of light was her fiery tail and mane
- >Her coat was light singed darker than her pure alabaster white
- >She also seemed to move very slowly, almost other worldly
- >You swear you could see different copies of her as she rose from her bed and approached you
- >"That is very good to hear. I trust that you'll be giving me another gift come this month?"
- >Her intensely warm hoof finds itself under your chin
- >You'll never get used to being this close to her
- "Yes, your majesty. I estimate that wither a month or so we will drive the griffons into submission, and bring you new empire."
- >"Oh Anon. You know just what to say~"
- >Her voice sounds like the slow crackle of a fire, and it pleases you so whenever she calls you Anon
- >You'd like to think that the two of you were on a more, personal level than most
- >Her hoof leaves your chin, leaving a singe of soot
- >You brush over it lightly to retain the feeling of her touch longer
- >She turns her back on you and motions you to follow her to the open air balcony
- >It'd be nice to get out of this heat, so you follow
- >The sudden drop of temperature sends a tiny shock through your body as you join her, over looking the scorched valley
- >The sky was no longer the deep blue it used to be
- >Instead it was a romantic shade of red, complimented by dark clouds
- >Even the rain that fell from those clouds boiled before they ever hit surface
- >"Look at it all Anon. You've painted Equestria into a beautiful image of my power. All just for me. You really are my most precious toy~"
- >She nuzzles your cheek with her red hot muzzle
- >The pain isn't anything you can't handle though
- >Living in a world almost completely engulfed in fire would make you more tolerable to the heat
- >But it didn't stop your skin from burning
- "I do it because it's my duty Princess. That's all really."
- >That was a lie
- >Although it had some truth, it wasn't the only reason you scarred the earth with her fire
- >You did it because you thought it'd make her happy
- >And how right you were
- >"Look at it Anon..."
- >She directs your attention to the gigantic ball of gas in the sky
- >Now grown larger than it ever was, and burning brighter
- >It was the second most beautiful thing you'd ever lay eyes on
- >Though you could not look long, as though it was a forbidden beauty
- >"It's power is incredible. I can feel it. It's warmth coursing through my veins~"
- >You notice her slight quiver as she speaks
- >"The raw power of the Sun is magnificent. To feel it in sync with your entire being is pure ecstacy!"
- >She wraps her hooves around her body as her breath hitches
- >She got like this all the time
- >She would calm down sooner or later
- >You never mentioned it to her, feeling like you'd be imposing
- >"Anon." She says suddenly
- >"Promise me you'll eliminate anything that threatens my power
- >Her eyes meet yours and they almost burn a hole through your soul
- >It doesn't take you long before you snap to attention and salute your princess
- >Her loyal little soldier
- "I haven't proved otherwise."
- >You haven't. In the beginning, others opposed your princess and you brought her sovereign wrath upon them
- >Even her own sister, and her treacherous student
- >A wicked smile breaks onto her face
- >Her murky, golden eyes glazing over you
- >"Just what I wanted to hear. You're so good to me Anon."
- "Well, that's kinda my only reason to live nowadays."
- >You chuckle a little, to which she confides in your commitment
- >You know it does her heart wonders to know that someone like you are so loyal
- >"Indeed." She says
- >She turns from you, her burning tail sliding up your breast plate to flick you in the face, again leaving it's mark
- >You don't think you'll ever -not- enjoy the pain
- >"I want you to make me proud out there Anon. Not only that but I want you to brake the griffon's pride. Show them the pride I have for you."
- >She references the sword securely strapped to your waist
- >A gift from her
- >Your most prized possession
- >It was an ordinary sword, a standard issue guards man long sword
- >But now it was enchanted with the power of the sun
- >Able to harness a fraction of the her power, so that it may be used to smite her foes
- >This was not only her pride
- >But your pride
- >Your meeting with her was over
- >And you are saddened by that
- >You now mill around your planning room
- >Ever so focused on conquest
- >Soon you will once again face the horrors of war
- >But before that, you take time to relax
- >You've long since abandoned any sort of friends you once had, so the only relaxation you could have was with you and your books
- >Or in your brief meetings with the princess
- >You read almost as much as your late purple friend
- >Almost
- >You never figured you'd ever take to reading as she did, but here you are with books lining the side wall
- >This novel in particular was about a young man thrown into another world
- >Unaware of who he was or where he came from
- >You loved this story because you could especially relate to it
- >You remembered nothing from "Earth"
- >All you remember is the your very first meeting with the princess
- >Back then were more or less, happier times
- >She took you into her home, fed you, clothed you, practically treated you like family and for that, you could never repay her enough
- >The clock tower bells rang for twelve
- >It was night, without the moon or stars
- >Only the red sun and the asteroids that once shaped the pale moon
- >You close your book and place it down on the large table that displayed your campaign
- >Many holds and keeps had fallen to her armies
- >And many more will follow
- >You find in your self a tinge of pity for those who still tried to resist
- >You didn't enjoy taking lives
- >But you did enjoy claiming their lives in the name of your ruler
- >Nevertheless, you wished others could see the way you saw things
- >No one would have to die
- >No one would suffer
- >It would be absolute world peace
- >You awaken hunched over your table
- >The soot on your face smeared onto the large map
- >Today was the day you leave for the front
- >And here you are, unkept and dirty
- >And you call yourself the pride of Celestia?
- >You immediately bathe and polish your armor, lastly attaching your sword to your waist
- >Your legion stood inside Canterlot square
- >Never moving, not even for an itch, sneeze, or cough
- >Years of discipline and love for their princess
- >You were unsure if they were loyal to you
- >You all worked towards the same goal so it hardly mattered to you
- >With a few drills and routines later the massive Canterlot gates open and the blazoned path to war continues into the distance
- >It would be week's long march
- [Outskirts of the Fifth Griffon Regime]
- >The red sky now started to blend into the familiar blue it once was
- >You were officially out of Equestrian territory and were in the enemy's striking distance
- >You road atop a familiar stallion
- >Another gift given to you by the princess
- >The older brother of your nerdy friend
- >He was friendly enough, considering that he has every right to despise the state
- >But he would never dare raise a hoof to his superior
- >He was still a soldier after all
- >"Anonym- General Anonymous, what exactly is your plan of action?"
- >The stallion under you spoke to you without much formality, which you liked
- >You hated being called sir all the time
- "It's the same as it's always been. We establish a foothold and simply spearhead our way to their capital."
- >"But we are just an army of a thousand. We don't have enough men for a campaign of that scale."
- >You forget that he has never fought on the front lines
- >He doesn't know that the largest army you ever had was a little over three thousand
- >But they still carried you all the way to victory, thanks to the power bestowed upon you
- >You found the thought of the griffon king's face as you stormed his castle and plunging your sword into his heart, only having a single legion to back you amusing
- "Don't worry about it. I know what I'm doing, and so does the princess. Have faith in her."
- >The stallion goes silent, only the sound of hooves and light drizzle accompanying you
- >You were in rural lands on the outskirts of Congress Mountain, the birthplace of their kings
- >The tall gray mountain loomed in the distance, surrounded by even grayer clouds circling
- >The clouds sprawled over the sky, reflecting the sun's fractured rays to give the illusion of a rainy day
- >Your army marched in silence
- >You didn't bother making camp, you wanted to take Congress as soon as possible
- >You went on for miles, drawing closer and closer to it's base
- >You now waited for a scout to return
- >You tried to make conversation with the ponies, but they never held so you took to your own silence
- >Then the patter of horse-shoes on hard ground crossed your ears
- >It was the scout
- >He returned with a frighting look on his face
- >Before he could call to you, and arrow broke it's way to the back of his head, and peeked out between his eyes
- >Bringing him to a limp halt as he bit the dust
- >It was a trap.
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