-TERRARIA, YHARIM’S KINGDOM-
Pinkamena was currently flying over the underground kingdom upon the back of the large dragon: Yharon. Yharim was currently at the helm as Calamitas sat behind the dark pink pony, much to her own discomfort. If there was one thing Pinkamena hated most, aside from Yharim, it’s that she did not like having someone she did not trust, or even like, sitting behind her. Like an assassin who could take you out at any moment as they stare at you while your back is turned.
The dark pink pony took a glance down below to see the state of this underground kingdom. What she saw made her feel as if King Sombra was Yharim’s long lost disciple. The pony wasn’t faint of heart by any means and she definitely seen terrible things in her existence. However, she had to admit that Yharim’s rule truly lived up to his name and why he was called: The Jungle Tyrant.
In the city below, she could see every known sentient species of Terraria who were shackled in chains. She’d have to thank Twilight for giving Pinkie Pie a lesson on this world’s creatures, she mentally noted. Terrarians, goblins, lihzhards, werebeasts who were in their humanoid forms, and even a large wyvern was being forced to pull around various objects and supplies. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that these were clearly slaves of this underground nation. Of course, keeping all of these slaves in check were male and female entities who were wearing mysterious armor of a golden coloration but not to be confused with actual golden armor which easily pales in comparison to these unknown garments. Pinkamena easily surmised that these were Yharim’s soldiers and much to her own discomfort, they numbered in the legions.
-What the buck? How has no one found any of this?-
“It’s called: Hiding.” Yharim responds sarcastically all while Calamitas comments:
“Dumbass pony.” This causes Pinkamena to turn around angrily and antagonizes the witch as she replies:
“You should be down there with the rest of them, Yharim’s plaything.”
Calamitas grits her teeth in anger as red electricity surrounds the witch momentarily. The witch’s eyes are then consumed by a red aura as she says:
“What did I tell you before about calling me-”
“Silence! Both of you,” Yharon interjects in exclamation. “If you continue to bicker in my master’s presence and on my back, I will drop you both into my own fire which burns even mightier than the fires of The Underworld itself. You’ve been warned.” The dragon’s words echoed and if Pinkamena didn’t know any better, for a moment, the air was getting warmer all around her.
“Yharon, I appreciate you scolding the children on my behalf but could you cool down a bit? I wouldn’t want you to scorch our kingdom.” Yharim says but unlike with Pinkamena, or anyone else the tyrant saw as a mere plaything, his tone with Yharon was very different. In fact, it was a tone that was similar to what Twilight would often take with Spike: The love of a sibling or a parental figure. However, the dark pink pony could also see something else was present there. Yharim did indeed care for his dragon and yet, the pony couldn’t help but feel as if there was some distance between them as well.
“Yes, my master.” Yharon responds to Yharim’s request as the heat that was starting to rise in the local atmosphere began to simmer down, both metaphorically and literally. The group continues on in silence as the large dragon nears their destination: The Temple.
Yharon lands before the entrance point of the large Temple which was noticeably big enough for even the dragon to not only fit through, but to also literally walk with them to their next destination.
A series of loud stomping echoes throughout the inner portion of the Temple as Pinkamena, Yharim, Calamitas, and Yharon, the source of the loud stomping, makes their way to the Council Chambers. As they traversed, many of Yharim’s soldiers and servants take a moment to bow to their ruler before returning to their tasks.
“Pretty big place.” Pinkamena comments as she takes in her surroundings.
“I had my men redesign this Temple so that Yharon could be at my side from even within these walls. As I’m sure you’ve noticed, every doorway and hallway are perfectly designed to not only to bring in large equipment…” Yharim then turns towards Yharon. “But to let my dear brother in as well.”
“I am grateful for the accommodations, my master.” Yharon responds.
-Tch, yeah… some brother you are. You apparently allow him to call you his mast--
[WHAM]
Pinkamena’s inner thoughts were cut off as she was sent flying towards a nearby wall from a swift and powerful force. Upon impact, she coughs up some blood, slides down the wall, and was ready to retaliate. Due to Yharim’s possession of her sister’s life force, the dark pink mare’s hatred of him nearly caused her to rush towards him with no other care in the world. However, she was shocked to see that the attack didn’t come from Yharim, but Yharon who was currently growling towards the pink mare with pure rage in the dragon’s eyes as the entity says:
“Speak your words carefully, pony. I am not like any other dragon and I am capable of things that not even you or any of those ponies who came from your world could ever imagine. My fire could burn your world till it was naught but glass,” However, what happens next absolutely stuns the pink pony. An orange-red aura surrounds her body which actually… heals her? “But, I respect those who would stand for their siblings. I shall overlook this only once but I advise you to watch what you say in my presence.” Yharon finishes as the dragon then lifts the pony onto her hooves, much to her confusion.
Pinkamena was understandably still enraged. But, she was also confused as she looks towards Yharon and says:
“Weren’t you trying to kill me?”
“Yes and no, pony. You insulted my master so I acted accordingly. However, as I said before, I have respect for those who value their family which is why I healed you but that shall be my only act of kindness. Come, my master and Calamitas seemed to have gone on ahead during our little conversation.” The dragon replies as the entity beckons her to follow with their left wing.
Pinkamena follows suit but doesn't know how to feel about this dragon. Yharon’s ways was something that she didn’t actually encounter before. It was reminiscent to that of a warrior who actually honors their foe based on a certain action. Case in point, from what she could understand based on his words, the dragon honored her for everything she was doing for Pinkie Pie. One thing was for certain, Pinkamena would continue to experience some bizarre scenarios as she continues to follow Yharon down the large hallway.
The two now stood before a duo of large double doors upon which Yharon lifts his left forelimb and pushes the doors open. He and Pinkamena started to enter upon which the dark pink pony took notice of multiple individuals who sat, or even stood, around a large oval shaped table. She could see Yharim who was positioned at the epicenter of the table with Calamitas sat to his right side. To his left, however, she recognized a very familiar mechanical entity: Dr Draedon. In addition, Yharon himself was now positioned behind Yharim’s seat as the dragon’s large frame practically made up his master’s ‘Background’.
"Pinkamena,” Yharim says as he takes notice of her current position. “Come sit by Calamitas, you two seem to like each other.”
“Fuck no.”
“Buck no.”
Calamitas and Pinkamena says in unison which causes Yharim and many of the individuals present to momentarily laugh in response as the Jungle Tyrant then says:
“Fine, fine, stand there for all I care,” Yharim then puts his two arms onto the table and clasps his hands together, just below his chin, and says: “Now then, everyone. Let me introduce you to our newest member: Pinkamena.”
Everyone else in attendance simply stares at her silently to which she sarcastically says with a dismissive forehoof:
“Gee, clap all at bucking once why don’t you...”
“Ha! I think I like this one,” One of the individuals says before they then stand up. Pinkamena turns towards the individual but what she sees on their armor was a very familiar symbol. A symbol from a foe that her sister and the other element bearers defeated back on Equus.
“Greetings and salutations bla bla bla. I am: The Storm King! Boom baby!” The entity says as it's revealed to be a male terrarian. He also humps the air upon saying: ‘Boom baby’.
Pinkamena’s left eye twitches momentarily and before she could respond, another individual stands up and says:
“The Storm King’s idiocy aside, I am: Siranul, leader of The Lunar Cultists.”
“You’re just hating on my Storm King swagger!” The Storm King retorts.
Suddenly, in what was once an empty chair, a series of shadows starts to conjure into being. This happens for a brief moment before an entity reveals itself but it seemed rather familiar to the dark pink pony. Then, she recalled meeting another being just like it in Home Town: A certain humanoid-bird.
“I am: Samuyueru, destroyer of Torinago.” The bird-like entity says as they remain seated.
Following this, another shadow like figure stands up but was shrouded in a dark purple cloak. What stood out most however was the fact that Pinkamena could see six distinctive glowing eyes which were hidden within the cloak’s darkness.
“Me and my fellow sentinels are The Devourer’s greatest spheres of influence. I am: Signus, Envoy of The Devourer.”
There were other individuals as well but saw fit to keep their identity to themselves. However, in a sudden display of what Pinkamena could see to be small fireworks, a new entity suddenly appears into the room. This entity’s antics, and even their look, was all too familiar to the pink mare as she says:
“Oh, great… It’s another-”
“Sorry I’m late,” The entity’s voice interjected, which was notably female. “You have no idea how annoying it is to- Oh?” The voice says as they take notice of Pinkamena. “A pony? I haven’t seen one of you ever since I lost my Dizzy Wizzy.”
“Get over it, Cosmos,” The Storm King comments. “He didn’t even like you, you crazed-”
“Yes he did!” Cosmos roars out. “He and I are meant to be together! Only I can love Discord and he in turn can only love me!”
Pinkamena couldn’t help but to chuckle as she says internally:
-This crazy bitch is going to hate, Fluttershy-
Before anything else could happen, Yharim slams his hand onto the table and exclaims:
“Enough! We’ve got important business to discuss,” Yharim then stands up and starts to slowly make his way around the table, with his arms behind his back, as he continues:
“My allies, the time is drawing near for the expansion of my rule. All of your dreams shall be realized once I have what I want. For years my name has been forgotten amongst the populace, which is of course, all part of the plan.
Back in the day, my name would strike fear into the hearts of all life across Terraria and those who dared to challenge me, well, ask The Sulphurous Sea what happened. But, now I am forgotten by the masses and only remembered by a few, credit for that goes to me and Calamitas’s combined efforts. My plan is slowly falling into place and soon we will have a whole new world to turn into our own.
Thanks to The Devourer Of Gods, I know all about Harmony’s precious little world that she thought was hidden from The Devourer's sight: Equus. We’ve been planning accordingly ever since. Calamitas weakened The Moon Lord’s seal to which he was finally set free seven years later. Razeem then punctured the veil and was drawn towards that world as according to The Devourer, that piece of Harmony failed to truly mask her whereabouts. A foolish mistake on her part. Therefore, any being who exits Terraria’s reality will no doubt be drawn to that world,” Yharim finally reaches where Pinkamena was currently standing as he then places a hand onto her head, much to the pony’s annoyance, and says:
“Thanks to these ponies, I also know that Disidian, or Discord, was drawn to that world because he could sense Harmony’s presence which proves this beyond a doubt. These ponies are the key to all of it,” He then removes his hand from Pinkamena's head as he spreads his arms apart and exclaims: “Thanks to them, Terraria and Equus shall become one world, very soon. When that happens we will march forth and bring with us: Calamity!”