What in Tartarus. I… I saw something impossible today.
Decades ago… the last journal entry… I killed a kelpie queen called Tethys. She claimed to be one of the kelpie queens I had killed more than a century ago.
Today… I killed another kelpie queen, who called herself Tethys. Following a series of raids on some of the more remote deep pony villages, I mustered part of my army and went after them, laying tracking spells at various villages.
This time, though, the tracking spells didn’t work. They didn’t attack the villages that had the spells laid. I was forced to hide with my army in one of the villages and ambushed her forces when they attacked.
Now, I initially rolled my eyes and laughed at her. I mean… resurrection is impossible… it has to be.
But… this queen, even while being attacked, fought back. She claimed to be Tethys and pointed out, quite bluntly, that I’ve tried boiling her alive, and blasting her with magic, but it wasn’t going to work. She was coming back.
I crushed her head with my magic. She wounded me with her fangs and hydromancy, much more heavily than the last time I fought the… thing that claimed to be her. The kelpie queens seem to have gotten… more powerful… she has--
No. It can’t be right. There’s no way this kelpie was Tethys. She’s dead. I killed her. And this time, I crushed her skull in, and for good measure, separated her head from her body, tossing both into the nearby trench. She can’t come back from that.