Okay-Okay-Okay, I know, I probably disappointed a few people with this upload, and for that, I am very sorry, but this is some good news, I swear!
Here's something that boggles my mind, then again I am a pessimist at heart, every-now-and-then I keep seeing people add this story to their favorites or watch lists and stuff, and granted, I am always happy to see that my work, even the stuff I've left behind, entertains those who find it, that's amazing. Yet I have come to a small conclusion, I am going or in this case, I have started remaking this story.
Let's just say that while I enjoyed writing MLP: AO there was alot of stuff I had to cover, from side-plots to random instances in the story to the breaking of action sequences with text that I felt was too out-of-place. There's a bunch that I can admit myself was poorly executed, I ain't perfect and I never intend to aim for perfection but to merely write for the sake of both mine and your entertainment.
With that said, My Little Pony Realization is currently under development. A new main lead, returning characters with tweaks here-and-there, an antagonist rework for Malware, and some other stuff that I hope you'll enjoy once I do intend to publish the story. This one won't be going anywhere just that my focus will be toward its remaster.
I can't thank you enough for the support in the past with this story, here's hoping I'll see some of you, new and old in the new take on the Death Game in Equestria. Peace, players.
Coming Soon this Winter...
Fight. Level. Survive.
Episode 0: Ground Zero (Preview)
A few days prior...
[June 05. 16:40]
[Fourth Floor Field | Silver Grove]
The ever-so tranquil forest among a scorched land glimmered in the sunlight, a silver, glossy coat to the leaves of the vibrant woods. Said peace was tainted by steel against stone, the relics of a bygone age disturbed by the sudden edge of a blade run through its seams.
A knight in carbon-black armor, a crackling, red aura radiating off its body stormed the old chapel, blade hungering for its target as it moved with grace, like a scarlet flash in the midday sun, boots scuffed by the stone as their gloved hand pressed to stone, the fabric lacking finger coverings.
Standing tall, the figure raised their sword into a window guard, the edge tinting gold.
The person was a teenage girl suited in crimson armor etched with fancy markings across the visible helmet, gauntlets, and legs. Her waist, torso, and biceps all covered by a long, white coat with white fur lining the edge and collar, a belt hanging limply around her waist. She clasped a silver longsword grasped in her right and a grave shield of similar make in her left hand.
The knight brought its sword to bear, and the girl shot across the ground, a gold contrail left jutting through the knight's side as its blade missed. A red diamond bobbing above its head with a curved, green bar dipping into a yellow, its name displayed for all the world to see.
The Knight released a metallic roar of some kind, then stomped back, blade down in a heavy half-iron gate stance, the true edge a gleaming white as it spun in a corkscrew fashion, the girl gasped but remained furrow in her ability to hop backward, performing a hand-stand with only her left as she landed, blade held high to her right in a green glow.
Pushing off hard, her body twisted, sweeping a horizontal line clean through the white arc, seeing the health bar take another beating from the powerful strike in tangent with the clang of swords. Landing on her feet again, she watched while Watcher stumbled forward, crumbling to its knees in exhaustion, but the last bar remained sturdy.
No delay had occurred with the drums of war. The Knight leapt into the air, pulling his buster back in its right hand as he shot down at breakneck speeds, sinking his sword into the stone like a shot-put. Turning to look at the girl, the Knight swung the massive, black sword across to the left, forcing her to retreat, then it pulled back, thrusting forward again, so she raised her buckler, countering the thrust at the cost of Stamina.
She brought her blade around in a light-blue tone as she spun under a swing, slashing a horizontal square of contrails through its back. Shockingly, the monster wasn't flinched, twisting its hold to swipe back, slicing through her helmet and into her cheek. The girl rolled away, the true edge crashing down and sending a crackling wave of orange lightning where she previously stood
It bent its elbows, lowering the blade next to his stomach, again it hummed with white this time. The girl waited, seeing the body thunder toward her, rotating the sword and suddenly moving at a frightening pace, She dodged, yet a small funnel of wind caught her in the upswing, slicing through her left and dropping her own green bar down to yellow.
The girl planted her feet firmly into the ground, raising her arm back and pressing the face flush against her left hand, the tip angled toward the monster. Breathing in, her energy was spent in condensing it all down into the tip of the blade, a sharp, scarlet glow radiating brighter with each tick in her head.
Now a rosy color she let out that same breath. Stomping sharply with the right, her hand plunged the blade toward the heart of the knight, her vision tunneled to the point the sword would strike.
The feeling of moving effortlessly through the air, the motion so swift and pinpoint that she could have mistaken it as her throwing the sword like a javelin, but it wasn't, her body narrowly skated the fissure of lightning and stone uprooted from the black knight's skill. There was a slight decoloration as her target was off, but the blade dug through metal and flesh in a heartbeat, scorching crimson through its side as glassy, red shards fell around her.
Its balance faltered, then it crumpled to the ground while its body turned a bright blue, shattering into thousands of pieces before the girl's eyes, her name on display through the refractive fragments.
[Artorias - Lv. 6]
Silence overtook the ruins, and the realization of victory slowly formed into a smile across her lips. "Nailed it."
Sincerely,
Slendy
