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- >5,000 years before the reign of Celestia and Luna.
- >You are general Anonymous.
- >Commander of the Royal Equestiran Army.
- >And right now, you are fighting off rebels.
- >The kings jealous brother, Nebula, has decided to try and usurp the throne.
- >The most of the royal guard has turned against us.
- >The last hope of winning lies with you, and 7 ponies..
- “HURRY, THEIR BREAKING THE BARRICADE!”
- >Shit. This is not our day.
- “You there! State your name and rank!”
- >“Lieutenant Daybreak, Sir!”
- >“Lieutenant, I need you to escort the king out of the castle.”
- “How? The passage collapsed!”
- >“Have Sargent Manual move the throne, and take everyone and leave.”
- “But sir, what of you?”
- >You bark out a laugh.
- “HAHA, I have thrown my life, my friends and my name away for battle, and I live to die in one. Now take King Centaurus, and get out out.”
- >Centaurus walked up to you.
- >“Anonymous. I am granting you a portion of my power. I will not take no for an answer. You have done many a things for us. And I do not want that to go unpaid.”
- “It has been an honor working for you, my sire.”
- >You kneel, and the king touches your head with his horn.
- >You can feel the power going threw you. It feels calming.
- >”You may rise.”
- >You stood and analyzed you new found powers.
- >”You should be able to channel the power using your swords. But, if you lose then, the magic will only be able to partially heal you. And if I die, The magic goes with me.
- “You wont die Sire. I will kill that swine and add his horn to my collection.”
- >He nod's and turns towards his family, Faust and her two foals. Luna and Celestia.
- “Take care my King. May we meet in The Gala.”
- >He nod's and walks off in to the tunnel, leaving you, alone.
- >You move the throne back over the tunnel to bide the time, and sat in the throne and waited.
- >After a second, the door flew splintered apart.
- >A very pissed off Alicorn walked through the door.
- >CENTARUS! COME OUT AND FACE ME LIKE A TRUE STALLION.
- “You just missed him. I'm afraid I will have to be your opponent.”
- >”PITYFUL HUMAN. YOU THINK YOU CAN STAND AGANIST OUR MIGHT?”
- “Why, yes. I can.”
- >You teleport behind Nebula, and slash at his back.
- >He yelps in pain and bucks you away.
- >”HOW DID YOU DO THAT HUMAN!?”
- “See, I'm not like a normal human. I have killed countless Alicorn's. I have forged their horns into these two blades. That's why your wound wont so easily heal. I also have a gift from the King.
- >You start channeling the energy in your body, and you begin glowing a burning red.
- >”WHAT IS THIS TRICKERY!?”
- “His gift. Simple as that.”
- >”LOOKS LIKE I MISSJUDGED YOU HUMAN. WHAT IS YOUR NAME?”
- “Mine? I have no name. But my title is General Anonymous.”
- >And with that, you were flung half way across the room, your swords piercing your sides and causing you to fall unconscious for a second, before the kings power kicks in.
- >But thanks to your blades, you will NEVER be in that great of condition again.
- >You stand up, pulling the blades out of your gut.
- >OH GOD THE PAIN. WHY DID YOU SERADE THE BLADES!?
- >Oh. Yea. Never thought that they would be used on you.
- >”OH? THE APE CAN STILL STAND? I'LL HAVE TO FIX THAT”
- >You feel like shit. All you can do is block his ability to fling you, and try to heal.
- >You have enough power to teleport once more, but that's it. And you need to time it just right.
- >He starts charging at you.
- >You wait for the moment.
- >He's getting closer.
- >He's almost all up in your grill.
- >NOW.
- >You vanish in a red flash, spinning to lob off his head.
- >You feel something hit your side before you make contact.
- >You feel a constricting feeling climbing for your legs up.
- >You try to brush it off as a paralysis spell, but it keeps moving.
- >It reaches your lungs.
- >You can't breath.
- >It reaches your heart. Funny. You didn't know you still had one, with all the people you have killed.
- >And finally your head.
- >Your standing, unable to move. All you can do is give a hateful glare at Nebula.
- >You're a statue. Unable to move, see, or feel.
- >But your not a normal statue. You cannot be broken by conventional means.
- >Only magic.
- >And so, here you sit.
- >In the garden of the new Canterlot place.
- >Waiting.
- >Waiting for the day you are set free.
- >Waiting for the day you are needed.
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