01: Dragonslayer's Return
Chapter 1 – Dragonslayer's Return
Crumbling stone...crumbling? Why was it crumbling? I can't breathe...crumbling stone...where am I? Let me out...I can't breathe...I can't...light? Why is there light? Why...can I feel again? I can feel myself falling...falling. That...is that ground? Yes...ground...I am free...ouch!
The form amongst the pile of rubble shifted, revealing the source of its discomfort. A long, finely crafted spear, partially obscured by the stone, shone in the light of the sun. The figure stood, claiming its weapon, and looked itself over. It wore finely crafted armor of an origin known only to itself in this world. The golden sheen had been reduced to a dull grey, but if one looked closely, the armor still had that elegant tint in the light. As it confirmed the truth of the fact, it began to chuckle, remembering how it all began. It was so stereotypical, after all. Going to a costume party in a homemade outfit, getting offered that one essential piece that was missing. But it hadn't had a missing piece. Indeed, if one had looked it over, they would have been hard-pressed to deny that the legendary warrior of the Souls series, Dragonslayer Ornstein, was in the area. So the being in the costume had no idea what the stranger had been talking about, but had been nonetheless intrigued...hadn't it? There was something about a box...wasn't there? It was just so hard to remember...
The Dragonslayer heard a sound. It took a moment to place in its mind...no, HIS mind! That's right, his! He took the necessary moment, and so placed the noise. Hooves and clacking armor. Guards! With a great leap, Ornstein ascended, landing on a balcony with practiced ease. With a glance backward to confirm his suspicions, he leapt once again, exiting the grounds of the castle, the one place he remembered clearly. The place where he had been accused...where he had been defeated. Refusing to confront that memory for now, he used his inhuman athletic capabilities to spring far, leaping from building to building, seeking to leave the...the...city! The city, of course! One giant leap, and the Dragonslayer was racing across countryside, away from the city of his disgrace.
Princess Luna soared across the sky, searching, seeking. She did not know the turmoil at the castle, nor would she care. She had sensed a ripple in reality, a pulse of powerful magic. It was foreign, yet somehow familiar, and highly unpleasant. For the life of her, she could not remember. Nor would she be able to. Though she didn't realize it, the very same magical pulse had occurred during her exile to the moon. Her sister, laying in her bed, knew what it meant, though.
Princess Celestia lay very still, wide-eyed and praying that she was dreaming, that she had not sensed it. Her instincts would not let her. The very fiber of her being screamed for her to flee, to escape the coming darkness. But she could not. What would her subjects do without her, for in that darkness, the sun's light was bright indeed! With a sigh, she rose and prepared to enact the contingencies she had prepared for this moment. However, she knew they would not be enough. She had barely been enough to stop him. And judging by the power of the pulse, he was stronger than before. If it came to blows, she would fail.
Dragonslayer Ornstein would destroy her alone.
Several of the Lunar Guard piled into the Royal Garden, weapons ready and eyes sweeping the area, scanning for the one they had heard. Even though there was no sign of the screamer, they remained on guard, slowly entering the garden and looking every which way with the practiced discipline one would expect for the guardians of the night. As they searched, they worked their way toward the rubble that had caught their eyes. With no sign of the intruder, the leader of the group sent one of his fellows to report the disturbance as the rest scanned the rubble. Turning his attention to the pedestal, he began to search for text, seeking the name of the sculpture that currently lay in pieces. What he found was certainly not what he expected.
Dragonslayer Ornstein
Cursed to imprisonment in stone
for one thousand years
for crimes against the Equestrian populace
Barking out orders, the leader sent one other of the group to report this finding to the captain of the guard, sending the others back to their posts as he stood guard over the scene. He had no doubt that this could mean nothing but trouble.
He was right, but far from understanding the depth of the coming turmoil. The coming of the Dragonslayer's crime. The curse of undeath and hollowing.
The Darksign.
The Dragonslayer lay at the base of a lone tree, resting. He knew that there would be pursuit, that the princesses wouldn't let him go that easily, but he also knew that he couldn't run forever. Besides, the canvas that was the night sky was simply too beautiful to ignore. It was certainly more beautiful than...than...wherever he came from...wasn't it? Or was it simply that it was different...or was it? Ornstein sighed and gazed into the cosmos, seeking to both lose himself in the night and find what was lost. All at once, he saw, as if from memory, the box...so there was a box. He saw the world bending into that box, past his hand. He saw space and time flying by. He again felt the searing agony. He again felt the crushing pain at the landing. And then, it was gone. He tried to recall it, to snatch back the fragment, but it slipped through his grasp like mist.
With a frustrated shout, he jumped to his feet and raced off, his blood boiling, his mind screaming. Screaming for blood. Hot blood running down the shaft of the spear as the victim writhed and bellowed in a death throes. There was only one type of blood that would satisfy him. He leapt over rivers and chasms, dove cliffs and raced across plains, toward the mountains he knew they would dwell.
Drakes, beware! The Dragonslayer has returned!
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This seems interesting. I await MOAR.
Seems interesting. Can't wait to see if Orny actually gets some equal opposition in the future.
Watch Smough be sitting on top of a mountain waiting for him or something.
4516254 Unfortunately I have plans for him, though not so comical as your own! That comment certainly has made my day!
Hmmmmm.........I dont know if I like or dislike this. So I'll love it instead
I can't wait for more
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4516362
Is Smough the mountain itself instead?
4516369 Why thank you! I'll do my best to not disappoint! I really do appreciate the support!
4516372
Nope.
I have never read one in my life. It is certainly not as if there are over 200 of them on FIMFiction.net already.
I look forward to finding out why.
I've never read that in an OC centric fan fiction, either.
Because that is what I came to this site to read about. Your self-insert's masturbatory journey of self-discovery.
I'm on the edge of my seat.
After reading your fan fic, I can say with certainty that it is exactly the norm for this kind of story.
I've Always had a weak spot for the "guys cosplaying and gets sucked into equestria and being turned into the one they were cosplaying as" most of them tough have great ammounts of humor in them, this one seems a bit more dramatic and slightly darker, and it's a nice change of pace.
4517388 have you read screw the rules were on a road trip. yet?
4517470 Only the five first chapters.
4517553 then keep reading it because it gets beater and beater.
4517388 I appreciate the comment. Don't be afraid to call out if I start falling below expectations!
A story that relates to Dark Souls?
Instant like doesn't need to read
Best story 2020–Machinima
Danouttadan–IGN
Best thing I've read since birth–Abe Lincoln.
4518733
Slice 'em to pieces! Tear 'em to shreds! Whoever, wherever, be they near or far!
I hoped so too. You haven't.
Just because your main character acknowledges the horrible cliche he's in does not magically transform it into anything that's not a horrible cliche. This wouldn't even make a good parody.
10/10 It's ok - IGN
In all honesty though this looks to be pretty cool but that might just be my Soul showing.
P.S If you need to know something lore wise message me I know a reasonable amount about it
4520382 Thanks for the vote of confidence. I hope I don't disappoint! And I most certainly won't mind taking you up on that if need be.
Fuck. I like Ornstein, too. Shame you had to fuck it up.
Le Parasprite army has arrived!1!! XDDD #troll #umad #parasprite #mlp #darksouls
4520810
As a fellow member of the "Parasprite army": you're a goddam fucking idiot. Go in the corner, be ashamed of yourself, and them explain to me why I just attacked you, in great detail.
4520822
What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo.
4520880
I rest my case. In case you didn't notice, using memes does not equate actually having a conversation.
4520880
>not changing it to say parasprite army
4520810
best poster on this site srsly
4520810
Le army has le arrived to le hammer le justice le de le parasprit....oui?
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Hey Faggots,
My name is John, and I hate every single one of you. All of you are fat, retarded, no-lifes who spend every second of their day looking at stupid ass pictures. You are everything bad in the world. Honestly, have any of you ever gotten any pussy? I mean, I guess it’s fun making fun of people because of your own insecurities, but you all take to a whole new level. This is even worse than jerking off to pictures on facebook.
Don’t be a stranger. Just hit me with your best shot. I’m pretty much perfect. I was captain of the football team, and starter on my basketball team. What sports do you play, other than “jack off to naked drawn Japanese people”? I also get straight A’s, and have a banging hot girlfriend (She just blew me; Shit was SO cash). You are all faggots who should just kill yourselves. Thanks for listening.
Pic Related: It’s me and my bitch
Pls no ban
4521132 I like your style. Agressive, Straight to the point, vicious. You will make an excellent troll, child.
4520880 Then you stopped playing Call of Duty
4521132 Nice copy and paste there, if not you made a complete and utter fool of your self. What did you expect to gain? I highly doubt that pic is of you and anyone who would call their girlfriend a "bitch" is either an immature little brat or a scumbag. You sir fit both, now good day.
4521669
Are you a wizard?
4521860 Why do you ask?
4523492
ANSWER THE QUESTION, HARRY POTTER
4523529 *sigh* no i am not a wizard, and no i am not a fan of Harry Potter.
4523541
B-but your sorcery, how do you magic so?
4523567 *sigh* is this all because i have the word paladin in my name. Paladin are holy warriors who not only fight with a sword but also white magic.
4523604
*speechless*
You're taking the piss aren't you m8?
4523694 In most RPGs that is what a paladin does, they are different from mages and wizards due to the fact that they use swords, so in other words my avatar is not a wizard.
4523704
.....
...
Well technically you are a wizard because you practice magic and cast spells. Just the fact that you can use swords doesn't mean you can have your own class.
4523716 well... technically it is a mix of both a knight and a mage.
4523857
Still a wizard.
4523949 ... i guess.
I remember Ornstein.
I remember that piece of shit.
I remember killing him hundreds of times only to get plowed by the thunder hammer.
Also, recently got back into Dark Souls.
Time to kill him.
Again.
Yay.
please continue
4525606
Please don't.
4525652
any reason why?
4525670
I think Happy is implying that this story may possibly be substandard in some significant way.
4526215
meh, looked fine to me, to each their own i suppose
4526260
Indeed. Everyone has different standards.