Beginnings
Dear reader, who ever or whatever you may be, if you're reading these diary entries something have happened, not only does it mean I am no longer close by... But it means that life have walked Equeed once again.
Entry #1, Beginnings.
I groan deeply as I set my eyes on the surroundings, trying to recall the last memory I had before I passed out, which was weird in the first place because as far as I remember I had not actually gotten drunk last night.
The memory itself was a haze and fog of images, some being the faces of the last humans I knew of, and other being different species, one person interested him the most, a pitch black pony that introduced herself as 'Luna, Princess of the Wasteland' in a joking tone, but for anyone older then a child it will be obvious that she felt great sadness over those words and probably wanted nothing more than to change that title, I remember how she had mentioned a sister 'Celestia' her name was if I remember correctly, but after I walk to the Portal Gate my memory seems to have faded.
If there are mortal eyes reading this diary entry, you will most probably not know what that place was, neither should you because it will only cause you a great amount of pain.
Glancing around me I noticed I was close to a mountain close to a forest, my mind saw the two options and drew a conclusion to go in the forest.
That was, of course, before I saw a figure on the mountains peak.
Unlike anything i've ever seen before a pony stood, with a body similar to that of Luna but with a pure white coat and pink mane and a crown upon her head, she looked regal.
The pony, of which at this point he guessed were Celestia being Luna's big sister was just staring onto the horizon, her horn glowing... Why was her horn glowing?
The Sun... Far in the distance a giant glowing orb started to emerge from the shadows of the planet and soon a magnificent golden glowing orb was placed in the sky.
Celestia's horn had stopped glowing and she was having trouble supporting herself and was stumbling on her way back into the cave on the top of the mountain but I said nothing as I could only watch the sun, had it not been for my... 'Special' eyes I would've probably have gotten blind by now.
Five minutes of staring at the sun, in this barren wasteland the sun rose for the last time a few million years ago when Magic firstly was discovered, I was alive back then.
I've watched civilizations thrive and fall, i've taken life's of millions but I had not dared to hope to see the sun rise again since I thought I was alone in this wasteland.
I must talk to her, even if she does not understand me it'll be worth it, just to hear another beings voice in the Overworld and not the damnable Aether realm.
I jogged back about six hundred meters before looking at the mountain again and ran at full speed towards it, which mean that I reached it in a few seconds.
My feet touched the mountains start and it was a long way up to her but... It would all be worth it, I could just feel it.
Jumping up I began running on the mountainside it took me almost one minute to reach her due to the gravity desperately trying to force me down.
I grabbed the peak of the mountain with one hand and threw myself over the edge, landing in front of a cave.
I stood there for a moment, just absorbing the sun rays.
*GASP*
Was what broke my concentration of watching the sun, the loud noise had come from behind me and in a moment of instincts I jumped over the edge and rammed my knife into the mountain side, climbing around so I could get up on the edge.
I launched myself upwards and landed on my feet which caused the stone below me to crack.
Patting the gun holster on my right side I smiled, a two-hundred and ninety five million years old pistol was in my pocket.
A pre-war 1911.
Oh, how long have it been since the fall of man?
Two hundred and ninety three million years?
They got all this new fancy technology but it would seem that I only understood the faults of it since i've been around for so long, foolish man kind did not realize this and did a fatal mistake that shattered the earths population forever.
They created life and became gods.
What was that group of people called? Christiuns... Chrastins? I can't remember, but it was some overly religious group of people that threw a hissy-fit when the government said that they, quote on quote 'created life' and the few religiously ruled countries at a time declared war on the countries involved.
Russia, America, Sweden.
These three countries had created life, life that after that had free will, life which evolved by evolution just like any other species, but it was because of their mistake of revealing it to the public that the mighty man fell.
I looked around me searching for the source of the gasp, revealing who I think is Luna's sister, Celestia.
She stood there with her eyes locked on my melee weapons which I think is the only thing that naturally threatened her of course.
I held up a hand and she tensed respectively, I dropped my weapons one after one, releasing my machete from my belt, letting my throwing knifes stick in the cliff wall whilst my hidden blades was simply stuck in the ground.
I carefully removed the large two handed ax of which were a crescent moon and a glowing sun as it's blade.
I do not know who made it but I do know that I feel naked without it, it's like it's a part of me.
She looked at the blade suspiciously before I removed my katana that was strapped to my hip, I slid the knifes out of my boots and removing those from my thighs.
There right in front of me were a ton of weapons just laying on the ground and me feeling very naked.
She took a second to scan me before gesturing to my gun.
I froze and thanked the gods, well if there had been any, that it was not loaded.
I simply smiled and pulled the gun from it's holster and put it up to my head and pulled the trigger.
*Click* *Click* *Click*
"See? It's of no harm." I said as I slid the gun back into my holster.
She was now staring agape at me, which didn't surprise me in the slightest, I guess she may not understand english.
Celestia began walking to me, she couldn't have reached further than just under my kneecaps as she scanned my entire body.
I didn't make any sudden movements.
Carefully and slowly she held out a hoof, as if thinking I would lash out at her and rip her throat out with my teeth.
I can, oh believe me when I say I can but I won't.
I very very slowly reached out and grasped it with my hand, eyes never leaving hers, they were like deep poles of secrets.
I began shaking it, of which she returned the gesture which surprised me a lot.
She smiled, that was the first smile i've seen for almost twenty million years, oh the joys I was feeling.
She opened her mouth and let out a single noise that would change the fate of Equeed once more.
"Hi."
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So, why do you people not comment? I'm unsure if it's a good or bad thing :&
3218296 My comment: I like it so far and think you should continue. I'd really like to read more of this.
3219337 I'm being weird right now and writing another story called 'Life' which will kind of explain how Celestia's and Luna's parents came to be and where they are now.
3219375 Okay.
3219392 Description: My name? I've forgotten.
My powers? They're forbidden.
My sanity? It's preserved.
Name, power and sanity, these three is all I need to survive day by day, after six billion years however, i've forgotten my name, the sun have not exploded and my sanity have not depleted.
Welcome to my life, I am Vizzcion, I am immortal.
I am Death.
3219397
Seems ligit. I'll have to read it.
3219406 Don't know when it's gonna finish, but i'll do my best.
I'll also write a third story named 'Creation' after that.
3219416 I shall still read on! And be derpy!
3219424 Maybe after that I can continue on my Vampire Human x Changeling shipping.
3219430 I think I'm going to make another of my very unimaginative stories that will probably never get finished.
3219444 Hey, I actually liked Rain.
3219447
OMG! You read that!? I think you just made my day!
3219456 Small authors gotta stick together, right?
3219460 Hell YEAH!!!
3219463 THAT'S THE SPIRIT!
3219468 I'm not sure how to respond to that other than more yelling! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!
3219475 YEAAAAAAAAAAH!
Should we take this to PM or eat my comment section? :P
3219479 I'm to dumb to know what PM means! Eat the comments section it is!
3219485 VERY WELL!
Any interesting ideas you mind sharing? I know my friend Six Tales went batshit insane making a story he called The Necromancer :P
You want us to comment now?
Well...You don't have any grammar/spelling mistakes so that's good.
But there is only one chapter!
Make two or more chapters and I can have an opinion on this.
Until then any opinion of mine will hold no ground.
3256039 Sorry but I am only good writing one shots... I've tried others before and they turned out quite... Bad.
How many fecking weapons does this guy have?
Marty-sue much?
On the other hand it's an interesting concept, one that should certainly have more than a single chapter.
3573968 In a feral wasteland where it's constantly night and dangers lurk everywhere with you as the last sapient being, how many weapons would you have?
Also, i'm considering making a next chapter.
3573968 Also, 12 weapons.
3573968 Also, "Mary-Sue" or in this case "Gary-Sue" is a character of such power that it's nigh impossible to beat them, for example if he had magical powers equal to gods, then yes, he's a Gary Sue, as of now he's just a very physically fit being, I mean seriously: If you're immortal, you're probably going to get some decent muscles.