I am a humble servant of my master. I live in the lands outside the crystal empire and have done so for years now since he was dethroned. Where the crystal empire is rich and filled with life, this land is filled with ice and death. I have adapted to a nocturnal lifestyle for the the nights are as cold and unforgiving as a windigo's embrace that I do not dare sleep through.
I miss my master, the only thing I have to remember him by is a fragment of his horn I found the day I was driven from the empire to this frigid wasteland. It is the one thing that gives me hope, the one thing that keeps me from giving in, the one thing that prevents me from joining my master in the lands beyond. At night the horn glows a pale green hue to keep me warm. During the day while I dream I feel my masters presence in my dreams. Standing beside me, saying that one day we shall be reunited. I feel today is that day.
As the sun sets and the dream fades I hear my master whisper to me something I had never heard from him before in my dreams. As I awaken, I feel the warmth of his horn in my saddlebag. It's feels off somehow tonight. I open my saddle bag and am almost blinded. The normally dim green glow that I am used to is bright red like a fire ruby when it first drinks in sunlight. I shield my eyes as I go to claim it from my pouch and holding it in my maw, I see the most beautiful sight I have ever seen. It gives off a clear red beam of light that makes the fresh fallen snow sparkle like flame dancing in a pit.
Being an earth pony I never understood magic properly. I always thanked my master for taking me under his wing and caring for me above the rest of his subjects despite his obvious preferences towards unicorns and my lack of understanding on the subject. As I turned my head left and right the beam remained focused on the same spot. This confused me until I remembered what was in the direction the beam was pointing. The Crystal Empire. Those hethans, those betrayers, those usurpers, Curse them! They were jealous that my master favored me over them! Well I'll show them, I'll show them all! No one shall dishonor the name of my master! I ran across the snow covered plains towards the ones who would pay with the fire of vengeance in my heart.
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Upon my arrival at the gates I returned my master's horn to my saddle bag. The night is dark without its light but I feel my masters presence beside me as I always do in my dreams to guide me. In the darkness of night, I sneak through the shadows of the crystal empires streets to the source of their power, the Crystal Heart. The false idol of the ponies to the south did not raise the moon tonight so the streets are dark and the only lights of dim streetlamps and stars are present. Even with these minor lights they would still be enough to reveal me to anypony who might be out watching in the night.
I stick to the backstreets where there are no lamps and only the small houses of the crystal ponies, who are all asleep in their beds. Filthy slime, I shall see their reckoning come to pass. I will unleash a hoard of parapsrites upon their homes. I will grind away every chunk of their glimmering bodies to a fine powder that would not even be worthy of the spit of my master! I will-!
"Oof!"
I look down to see a crystal filly has run into me and fallen to her flank.
"Oops! I'm sorry mister, I didn't see, you. there..." She said, slowly looking up at me. I felt anger welling up inside of me from even coming into contact with this child. Actually having to speak to it was infuriating. Fortunately I did not have to endure it for long.
"The eyes! The eyes! Momma!!" She screamed in terror as she ran into whatever house she had come from.
"Spineless rocks." I mutter to myself.
For some reason I enjoyed seeing her run in fear of me. It was strange, but not unwelcome.
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I reach the heart of the empire at last, the tower of my master looming high over the city. The thought of the two defilers going about their lives in my masters castle infuriated me. Eating dinner in the great hall, hosting parties for their friends in the ball room, doing what no two ponies should do at anothers abode in my masters bedchambers, placing their flanks in my masters throne, It sickens me. I wait for the guards to pass before leaping out of the shadows to the pavilion under the tower that holds my target.
I can feel my master grow eager as I step ever closer to the object of his desires. I take his horn from my saddle bag and hold it next to the heart. My master is pleased with me. His horn glows even brighter than it had before and coats the area in a red hue.
"Hey! Get away from there!" I turn to see the guards from before charging towards me, their crystal bodies sparkling beautifully as they enter the light of my master.
"You fools! Your judgement day is here! You have lived in comfort since the false idols of the south banished your king! For a thousand years he waited as a shadow of the frozen wastes of the north for his imprisonment to end. He was finally released and the southern succubi sent their disciples to rid the world of him for good and place one of their own in charge of the land! Well they have failed. Now pay for your crimes against my master, Sombra!"
I stab the heart with my masters horn! The vengeance is sweet and fulfilling as a crack appears in the heart. My master's light fades and the guards stop in shock. There is nothing but darkness inside the pavilion. I look down and see a black fog rolling out of the cracks of the heart and twirling around me. I breath in deeply the smell of darkness that has corrupted the heart, it holds a scent of memories long since past and never happened. I hold it close to my chest and the fog engulfs my entire body. I feel the warmth of a cold winters night and the softness of a bee sting against my chest as I give myself fully to the darkness. "I have returned to serve you, my king."