Live, Die, Repeat

by Hidden_Night


The Second Hour

My search for this zebra lady ain’t easy. The dark depths of this forest are just as confusing as ever. I’ve only entered this place once, and it already feels as if the entire forest has shifted, changed, and even transitioned. This place is a dungeon ain’t it? A location where it’s different with each passing day. I still envy those who can reliably travel these types of places. It’s a wonder how they made these places their own by living in them.

With my travels causing me to pass by some very blue looking flowers. A bit pretty, but I can’t afford to take risks, tally-ho!


Nameless took all the risks, mixing in some of this stuff called ‘Poison Joke Powder’ into a small thin test tube. Don’t worry, she had protective equipment, and goggles. It made her feel smart, no she IS smart. With a quick wooden cork she blocked the tube and began to shake. This stuff would slowly bubble on the inside, slightly glowing blue to the reaction.

“Now pour the blue into the mix. Or else you’ll fall to its tricks…” Nameless rehearsed a small verse she heard from their instructor Zecora, a neat Zebra. She knows a lot about this stuff, something about living in a forest or whatever. They’re learning about magic or whatever. It doesn’t matter what they’re learning. It’s just every student gets to participate in doing alchemy today for fun. Since it’s a very flexible form of magic for non-unicorns. Nameless took it upon herself to learn the ‘Funny Joke’ a form of Poison Joke that removes the poison effect, but allows the user to quip the funniest Jokes around. It will make everyone laugh. Or so it says on the page Zecora gave Nameless.

It however, has a very sinister side to it. With some review to the other student’s chosen pages, she decided to grab just a small bit of some saltpeter using her oddly large cave knowledge, and some strange acid. She also used a mortar to crush a gem stone and mixes that together. Something shiny. Now she just needs to show this to Zecora, get that grade, and head out to recess! She wonders if she can keep the thing, it could be pretty fun to get Anonymous to actually be funny for once or perhaps get revenge on Twilight for putting soap in her mouth. No, she needed to make a statement, if she can get that rich girl to drink this, then she can be happy that she got Anonymous in trouble. It’s a good plan!


“Just a little more…” My voice is shakey, as I cross a wooden bridge, it’s a difficult endeavor. As fun as I can become, when it’s life or death, I choose to live. Now with some people I care about, it’s best to tread lightly. Overly cautious leads to disaster, too carefree leads to other disaster, and whatever I’m doing leads to this odd castle. The darkened disheveled bricks and vines growing from the tops. The mold was not lost to me.

This place reminds me of Luna’s memory place, it must be what she holds most dear to her heart. This castle maybe, she is thousands years old so perhaps this is her old house. How intriguing…

My adventure takes me to a strange looking statue, a tree with five holsters for candles. At least I think they’re for candles, might be too big for a candle but perfect for a fire pits. The artifact in the center has a diamond shaped hole cut out of it. I assume this must’ve stored an artifact. Looters must have been here already, a shame. I wonder if there’s treasure around.

“I shall find a library and search through it!” I announce to no one, I was hoping to startle anyone stalking me with a loud sound, but no body came. Why a library you ask? Well, ancient spells tend to be more powerful than the modern ones. As back then, when magic would be considered new and powerful, they would push them to their limits. Now that this world has tempered down a bit, the extra spicy stuff such as moving the fucking sun would be lost.

Just spit balling here, Luna might have connection to this castle, so therefore there must be a spell about moving the sun and moon. If anything, a big explosion spell could work as well.

I kick open a door and find myself in what looks like a throne room, I’m next to a very rusty throne next to me, the rust seems to seep into the wall above it, leaving only the view of a moon. The throne next to it, has had its metal extracted and removed, leaving only the dilapidated wood and stone that once held the throne astray. I wonder why the thrones were built into the wall, but it was probably a sign of power and to not steal the metals that make the throne.

Taking an exit to the right of the empty throne I find myself in a room with shelves, books lined upon them. Looters must’ve not have taken these books, either due to no value or no powerful spells to sell. Might as well shift though. I’m supposed to be searching for a Zebra for my magic waning. This will do. I can hopefully catch her once she’s home.

With my magic taking a couple of books off the shelf I began to take a gander through them. “Let’s see here… A love story about a mare with a…changeling? Okay, fantasy creatures exist here as well. Odd, this place is plenty magic enough.” I toss away the book and open up another one, with the covers faded I cannot see what they are until I open them. “A book on how to make bread…I’ll just rapid fire.” I open another book up. “Stallion’s guide to herding…Sonic Rainboom, and other Pegasus powers, this is a keeper. If I can get my hand on a shapeshifitng spell, I can try these out….”

Adding that particular book to my pocket dimension, I felt a disturbance as I close the pocket. Illusion magic, in this library? Oh, yes please. I love Illusion magic dude, if they’re being illusion magic then best case scenario they have illusion spells. Now I couldn’t find any new illusions spells that aren’t party tricks. Fake confetti is cool and all, but I want something useful. Duplicates, long standing illusions, smoke, and mirrors, that sort of thing.

To be fair I also love Destructive magic, explosions and lasers are cool man. I need to figure out how to shoot lasers with my hand when I go to the next world. It’s gonna be sick.

With my heart ready, I take a trip down the path of where the illusion magic is occupying. I’m met with a brick wall. Of course, I have to do the standard. I punch the wall!

Reeling my hoof back I crash it into the wall and force the illusion to fade away. Leading me to a lone platform with no railing with a book at the top. I can feel the magic already, let’s do this! Walking up the steps slowly, careful not to fall into the abyss below I take the book into my magic, spikes produce from the stone tablet book the title on the front reads as: Inspiration Manifestation. Awww, it’s not illusion, but manifestation should be useful. Creating matter is stupid broken! If they’re magic in property, then it’ll difficult to maintain, but if this book has the ability to just create matter, then we got something going here.

Opening it up, it’s not so much instructions on casting, it’s an incantation! Even more useful! Incantations aren’t just another form of casting spells, they change the property of your casts. Basically you start naturally using lighting, cast an incant, now you can use fire. With others it would drain them passively until their magic has burned away. With me, my magic naturally cycles because of my absorption so I can theoretically hold an incantation forever.

“Ahem. Might as well test it.” I exit the room and set myself in the library, opening it up and reading my lungs. I have to speak from the heart if I want the incantation to work.

From in the head to out in the world, every thought to action. Hold close this book and through its spell, you'll start a chain reaction. Projecting forth whatever beauty you see. Only when true words are spoken will you finally be set free.”

Sickly green magic slowly exude from my eyes, my horn now the same color, I take a look at a book shelf, suddenly my magic reacted to my eyes and it turned the bookshelf from dilapidated wood and bent nails, to a beautiful royal shelf. Red velvet held the books up as they also got restored to their former glory. Haha, haha! It works!

You know, I needed a house. This castle shall be mine! It’s squatters law!

Wait wait wait, I’m going insane! I should probably put this book down…after I refurbish the place! Let’s do this!