Present Day, Canterlot Gardens... Around Midnight - Overlord Nocturne's Perspective
The Canterlot Gardens were quiet, the fillies and colts, the mares, and the stallions, they had all gone home beyond a few patrolling guards as the moon hung high in the sky, illuminating several of the statues in an eerie light. One most of all, as it seemed to be much more colorful than the rest, a large black coffin with a golden bat etched upon the lid. This allowed light into the coffin and disturbed me from my supposedly endless slumber.
I had to admit that it's a lot easier to be sealed in stone when you're actually asleep for the whole thing. Not to mention that Luna seemed to have developed quite a bit while I was sealed in stone if the fact she was rocking size E tits was anything to go on, I think it was her vacation to the moon, everyone knows moon cheese makes you grow. Oh and yes before you ask I'm not afraid to tell you that this is gonna get dirty, I mean I'm a demon it's what I do. Overlord to be precise, though that was kind of handed to me after I got here... didn't put me on good terms with Her royal virgin prudishness and her sister. We'll get to that later I promise.
As I slid the coffin open it showed that it was still mostly stone I quickly realized something. "Apparently Larharl had it figured out with these uber naps, I grew like two feet." While a startling revelation that my height was altered to be more grown, and my body more toned even though I had likely been sleeping a very long time... I mean the only reason I woke up was because I felt something huge pass through my sleeping coffin like a wave of pure harmonious energy that begged me to come back.
The fact that I had been able to open the coffin completely and toss it to the ground with a large thud before getting any sort of attention made me more than a bit curious. How much time could have passed that the sisters were so lax in their guarding of a known threat? So I decided to spend a minute examining my 'Prison'. It would at least be worth a look after all they'd done for me before I was stabbed in the back.
The podium the coffin rested contained a slab that was very grim for most of the statues held no true clue that they were actually a prison, but this one was a special case as having your king held in plain sight alive yet imprisoned meant you could not wage war. Here sleeps Nocturne, The Blood Moon Musician, and Overlord of the Netherworld Tartarus. May he rest peacefully in his eternal dream. The epitaph must have been written by Luna, as we both shared a connection to the moon and the night, mine accidental her's deliberate it was like saying goodbye to a part of herself.
But, then again after what they did to me I'm not sure that she actually cared enough to even remember that bit. "Guess it's time to give them a reminder, say O face Moonie!" I called out with a smile as I sent a pulse of my power towards the moon, it definitely wasn't the equivalent of 9,999 levels anymore but, it was enough to turn the moon a bloody netherworld red and likely gave a very decent orgasm to the bringer of two moons.
Canterlot Castle Throne Room
Luna was bored, well and truly bored. The hope that he had given up trying to petition her sister for actions against the bearers of harmony and a newly crowned princess was a false one. As Blueblood now stood before her and began the song and dance once more, only now he had more fuel in his personal fire from the sounds of how he went on about how a 'peasant' was unworthy to ascend to alicornhood.
That did scratch a bit too deep and her building fury would have been unleashed upon him in full if not for the fact that her entire body warmed to it's core as if her estrus had come early, the feeling of something enveloping her moon and it's connection to her was worrying enough, as was the effects on her from the way she squirmed. "I-I'm afraid I must cut this meeting short as it seems there is other matters that require my attention, guards please alert my sister that I will require her assistance with this in my chambers... a-and that she should have someone search for 'the coffin' to make sure it remains sealed." her voice wavered as the last of her self control did and she teleported to her chambers and her body from any clothing as she tried to relieve her growing need. Though the look on Blueblood's face did make it slightly more worth it in her opinion.
This was the magic of Nocturne, she was sure of it she was happy to see he was back. Well, less likely to remain that way after his magic's effects wore off but, for now she was wrapped in pleasure like the soft embrace of a lover's kiss across her very soul one she welcome fully as it brought pleasure to her body and encouraged her fingers to dance and as she hit her limit and couldn't contain the cry of ecstasy the netherworld magic had forced from her. She blushed and panted heavily as she looked to the Moon and couldn't help but, feel giddy.
"Guess you're back then?" Was all she could think to say as sleep claimed her.
Skies outside Canterlot
The sound of her cry of ecstasy was music to my ears, sure it likely woke up everyone from Canterlot to the Moon itself but, that spell only really did one thing, release pent up sexual urges. The netherworld magic isn't inherently evil nor is it good. It's the most flexible magic there is as in a world where fighting and surviving another day means getting creative, and since everything in the Netherworld thrives on magic.
Well you get the idea though I kinda wish I could have seen the look on her face when she realized it was me, but sadly I had plans to make and a netherworld to check on, so I drove my coffin away with a lovely tune played upon a conjured violin.
The magic of the moon granting me power and giving me a rather lovely thought when entertained, so I decided to play a musical number to thank the sky and it's mistress for such a lovely night... and I couldn't think of one more fitting than this as I began to play and the magic of the instrument I held created the full instrumental tune to which I sang, it sounded like something you'd hear in a tavern in stalliongrad... and that was fine with me. And that was fine with me~
"On this moonlit night I ride on high on wings of song and ash~
I sing at night and also day, with evil I shall clash~ With Evil I shall clash~
For demon I may be, but I still seek harmony~
And if it be Harmony's wish, I call those who would fight by me~ Those who would fight by me~
The name of Nocturne follows me, a trap of my design~
Though to all those who follow me, Tyler works just fine~ Tyler works just fine~
As I finished singing the moon pulsed with energy carrying my words across the multiverse, allowing those who would call me friend and foe alike to know that I was returned to life from a supposed eternity in stone. Sure I was like to be invaded by the less credible denizens of the multiverse but, alas there was no cure for blood lust beyond the primal response.
So with my song complete I bowed to the moon and as if in parting it glowed brilliantly sending a pulse of energy to both myself and the other connected to it a spell to hide me away from those who would pursue me, and a mention of my safety to the warden of the night. With the final notes of my melody fully fading I vanished to my realm of darkness, just as the moon had intended.