“Sooo…You’re Tirek. The guy who got betrayed by his brother, and now you’re on a revenge binge to overthrow the sisters?” Anonymous twirls his hooves around, trying to make sense of his unsurprising new friend. For the moment Anonymous can only look up at Tirek, a centaur isn’t what he had in mind for a party member, though he is jealous. Hands are a commodity he wishes he had.
“It’s been too long since I’ve had this opportunity.” Tirek looked at Anonymous with contempt, even he can sense it. The infinite energy Anonymous was absorbing. It was enticing. Tirek had to get that passive absorption for himself. However, due to only having the magic of Cerberus in his body, and Anonymous’s previous display against Cerberus. He’ll need to wait.
“I’d assume so, can’t tell you how many times I’d wanted to overthrow a monarchy. Though, they haven’t wronged me yet, besides Luna.” He grumbles the last part.
“How did Princess Luna wrong you?” Tirek was intrigued by this.
“Shift through my memories, not very kind of her to be honest.”
“Of course, a pony cannot help but sneak into every crevice that isn’t theirs!”
“Ha.” Anonymous laughs, he always found racism in other worlds humorous to him. He doesn’t know why, just something about it tickles that very specific spot in his brain to toggle violence. He has played too much Warhammer. “Casual racism again, I wonder if there’s competitive racism here.” Somewhere someone at a school board sneezed.
“This is no laughing matter, we need to exit Tartarus.” Tirek walks past Anonynous, his stomping hooves and newfound height felt towering for the poor Anonynous.
“Yeah. You go do that, I’m still looking for my mentor.” As Anonymous tries to walk deeper into Tartarus, he felt something grab his tail and drag him. “Ow! Hey!” Anonymous swings his hind hooves but found them suspended in the air. This isn’t a good position to be in!
“Leave your mentor. If they’re mentoring you, they must know their way around Tartarus.” Tirek drags Anonynous behind him, since he knows the way to the exit due to watching Cerberus’s guard patterns.
“I mean, yeah, still want to learn Illusion Magic…” Anonymous goes slack, deciding to just go with the flow.
Tirek looked at the stallion being dragged behind him with a disapproving glance. “Illusions are nothing more but a cowards way of fighting. You should build on what you already know colt.”
Anonynous paused, staring at the receding mountains before turning his head to face Tirek, “Cool. Cool. Still looking for her.”
“Then find your mentor. Just know this pony, I’m only sparing you for securing my freedom.” Triek turned away dropping the pony on the dirt as he proceeded to leave. Anonymous grumbled as he wiped his chest clean of blue dirt and rocks. As he turned around Tirek was gone, leaving Anonymous alone in this labyrinth of blue rocky roads and cliff faces.
“Fuck…this really is hell. Should’ve just…nah. Shoulda coulda woulda, just move on me.” Anonymous straightens his back and took a direction to march in. His thoughts swirl as he was left to his own devices.
“Hell…Tartarus…the Nether…The Shadow Realm.” He lists off places and got gears turning. “Wait a second. I need some lava!” He quickly sprints off deeper into Tartarus. This should work, it worked in another world.
“UGH! This is the worst!” Trixie yells in frustration, her cape was now muddy and dirty. The hat she wore was now bent and covered in mud. She didn’t end up in Tartarus at least, merely landing herself outside the gate to the portal. Her new ‘apprentice’ Anonynous flew straight through the portal into the gates. Transporting him to only Celestia knows where. “Trixie finally gets a chance to make real money! And what does Trixie do! She messes up!” Her face grows more red as tears slowly form at the edges of her eyes, looking down at the Amulet she bought in Canterlot. It works, yes, but she always feels angry, upset, and always thinking of swindling ponies. She spent her entire allowance on it, the Rock Family weren’t very good paying ponies, but it gave her enough funds to return to Canterlot. “Now how will Trixie get her home back! Ponyville is keeping Trixie’s cart and now…now…” She stops, her angry slowly dies down. Her thoughts finally calm.
She turns to the dark mountains of Tartarus and heaves, wiping the tears from her eyes. “Trixie is better than this…” She takes off the amulet and slides it into her saddle bag. The only thing she has left of her old home. “…if I want to beat Twilight Sparkle in a duel, then I need to learn new spells…without the amulet. Then put the amulet back on and use the spells.” She shakes her head, standing proud. Her bravado returning in stride. “A limitation Trixie will have to work around!” Her confidence shines, a smile on her face. With her emotions satiated, and free from the influence from the amulet. She lets her walk to the nearest village be in introspection.
“Obsidian is weird.” He continued to force chunks of obsidian into one meter cubes and placing them into a rectangle formation. The good ol’ 4 by 5 frame was stable. He had to use plenty of magic to keep it together. “How did I get this lava and why is the lava blue? I’d say the sky is blue but…it’s black.”
He is tired of living in a blue world. It’s all blue, too much blue, there’s a clue here but there’s no blue dog named blue to help him blow through a blue’s clue. Blue.
“I have an urge to sing…” Anonymous mutters himself as he shoots a blue fire onto the obsidian and it creates a purple shimmering mess. “Oh hey, it works here. How creative, or maybe it works off belief of whatever.”
He quickly climbs on and stared at a wall, seeing his vision swirls and cloud with purple energy. “It’s a good thing I haven’t eaten anything yet, otherwise I’d throw up my lunch.” With a smile he felt his body teleport somewhere.
The portal dropped Anonymous in a pleasant valley. With the stallion flung down into a bed of grass. It was oddly comfy as he shifted to his back. Looking up at the sky. The blue sky never looked so beautiful.