In the dark streets of Hoofington, an elderly stallion gallops through it like he was escaping from somepony. As he gallops street by street, corner by corner and looking back to secure that there is nothing chasing him. He stopped to catch his breath.
*huff*
*huff*
*huff*
*huff*
As the stallion rest, he felt something cold. It’s like death was staring him in the face. As he tried to move a single hoof, the temperature keeps on getting lower by the second. He never felt fear like this before his entire life. All the things that had happened throughout his life flash before his very eyes, reminiscing each joyful memory like a new born baby. All came to a halt when a strange voice spoke.
“For a rusty old stallion, you sure can run.” The strange voice complimented.
“What in Tartarus’ name do you want from me?” the old stallion said with a shivering voice.
“You know exactly what I want, you old piece of trash!” Replied by the voice.
“I don’t know what you mean. But if you want my belongings, here take it!”
“HA HA HA HA! YOU THINK THAT I WANT ALL YOUR SHIT YOU CALL VALUABLES? HA HA HA!!!” insulting the old stallion. “Don’t make me laugh. You know exactly what I’m talking about.”
“You’re not making any sense!” the old stallion replied immediately. “And if I know anything about it, I will not be giving it to you.”
“Wow, that’s a very brave face you got there. Too bad it will be the last thing you will do when I’m through with you.” The strange voice pulls out something from nothing and it put it above the old stallion’s head. It then slowly sucking everything from its victim, from all the information it wants to know and through his innards. Like a spider digesting his victims, the only thing left from the old stallion is his skin.
“The fuck is going on here? I’m sure that piece of shit knows everything we want to know!” the voice shouted angrily. And then another voice replied from obscure rant.
“Don’t you worry brother, much like the rest of them, he hid it somewhere we cannot pursue it.”
“He did what?!”
“This is only a minor setback. We almost have all the things that we need but this is the most crucial. So we must take care of it slowly and delicately.” The second voice said calmly.
“Oh no, I am not going through this again! We had searched from every realm and every dimensions, I think it’s about time we use this worthless piece of contraption and go on with it.” The first voice replied.
“Patience brother, we are nearly in completion. And without this final piece, it will fail before the process even began.”
With that, the voices vanish without a trace leaving only the skin of the stallion behind.
In this vast universe we call home. Hundreds and thousands of living beings thrive with their own abilities to survive all unforgiving challenges thrown at them. Even the ancient ancestors of the timelords had coped with harsh environment of Gallopfrey before discovering the fabric of time and space.
But there is one creature, who has only one mission in his mind, feed. He doesn’t care if its living or non-living, he just consume everything within sight.
Every metropolis. Every continent. Every planet. And even every galaxy, he continues to devour them, one by one.
As the creature discovered the only thing that will satisfy his unsatiable hunger, the ancient timelords immediately goes into action. Creating a device that will seal the creature beyond the fabric of time and space and even beyond the void itself. Making sure that creature can never escape for eternity.
As the creature approaches the medusa cascade, the ancient timelords activated the device and opens a rift on time and space itself sucking the creature in. But before the creature can create any damage inside the rift, they open a second rift that leads to the void and they force the creature inside of it. As the creature fought back for his freedom, the ancient timelords activated a second device to render all his abilities useless.
But the impossible had happened, another rift was open inside the void itself and sealing the creature permanently.
As they seal the rift from the void, the ancient timelords had a premonition that the creature will be set free by a tribe of unknown origin. So they split the ancient device into 8 pieces and spreading them throughout time and space, and even between each parallel dimensions so that even them can’t find it.
The legend of the creature was passed on from generations to generations using old songs and folklore throughout the history of Gallopfrey. Never to be written in text.
As time goes by, the legend of the creature slowly vanish. Some of the songs were altered and some of the folklore had disappeared, never to be discovered again. But some who still knew and cherished it searched throughout the vastness of space and hopping between dimensions to search the ancient artifacts.
As the timelords discovered the artifacts’ locations, they soon realize that it was protected by a specific type of creatures to protect it. One by one, they told the story of the ancient devourer that is trapped beyond the void. As each tribe listened to their strange visitors, they soon realize the danger of their ancient treasures for them and want it destroy. But a solution was made to ensure the location of the ancient artifacts and no one would be able to discover it.
They created the chameleon arc. This arc can render anyone who uses it into any creature they want to be and can have any false memories but losing their own memories and capabilities in the process.
The tribes must have a specific item to seal all the information of their guardians and either they destroy it or keep for the next generations.
As each tribe uses the arc to seal the ancient artifacts into their past, the tribe from the ancient prophecy has arrived. And one by one they have hunted the guardians and slaughter each tribe in the process.
As the nameless tribe travel throughout time and space searching for the lost artifacts, they discovered that ancient enemy has not yet made their attempt to stop them. But little that they know they have already made their move and putting the nameless tribe in a time lock.
As time makes his ascendance, the nameless tribe thought of a plan of escaping this motionless prison and making sure that the timelords won’t be their way again.