There Is A Village Ahead, Sire
Author's Note: Calling all Minions, calling all Minions! (That means you, reader) The Almighty Overlord is in need for some peasntry, Original Characters or OCs if you will, for a great feas- I mean, party...But I digress, We shall take an OC from the first 5 or so people in a private scroll for His eyes only. This chapter is short for your measly eyes because the next one shall be quite a tome in itself! The Dark One needs just a quintet for a small little scenerio coming next chapter. We need the name, type of pony, colors, and personality. Just a few words like: hard-headed, prideful, brave, loyal, you get the idea. Also, don't forget their gender. We wouldn't want the Greens to eat a male horse pe-
“Right then, since none of us have names, and I was appointed leader by Gnarl himself, I shall give us all a name to make things easier. I shall be called…Ten!” The Brown who spoke with Gnarl reasoned.
“Who made you leader?” Another Brown asked.
“Shut your trap! Just for that, you can be number Two!”
“Aww..I hate number Two…” Two kicked at the floor.
“Since there are ten of us,” Ten pointed to each of the imps and counted. “Then we shall go from that order. I am Ten, and he is Two. Everyone else call their numbers!”
“I call One!”
“I got Tw- Oh wait, Three!”
And the rest of the self-assortment went on. By the end of it, ten minutes had passed on account of the Minions being so ignorant and feisty amongst themselves. Finally, Ten raised his sword and butted all the other nine with his sheath.
“Silence! We must go and scout for the Master!”
All of the others nodded in agreement and began to explore through the thick forest. They spotted a large pile of ruins in the distance. Ten took notice of this and began to lead them towards it. After cutting down some loose vines and eating a few bugs here and there, they arrived at the place. It resembled a broken down fortress or castle of some kind. Ten began to examine the placing and scope of the view. After some mental contemplation, he concluded his idea.
“Aha! This shall be the Overlord’s new bathhouse!” Ten exclaimed and patted himself on the back.
“Uh..won’t this be a better place for a keep?” Two suggested.
“Right, that’s what I said! Take the wax out of your ears, Two!”
“But I just…okay, I’ll unclog them.” Two accepted while picking his ears.
“Four, Nine, go back to the advisor and inform him of this place. It shall please the Master.”
Four and Nine saluted and began skulking back to camp. Ten turned back to his remaining eight imps, including himself.
“Okay, now that this place has been claimed in the Dark One’s name, let’s go find some women, eh?”
“Yeah!” Six jumped in the air.
And so, the scouting party began to trek north. Little did they know, there was a zebra nearby who was taking notice of the strange invaders. The lush green seemed to be working against them; as if it didn’t want them to leave or complete their goal. Ten was getting more furious by the second.
“This place is like Evernight Forest! Oh, I hated that accursed dwelling of the Elves. Can you believe a unicorn there actually killed my brother? It picked him right up and jabbed him on its horn! Evil save us if we have to encounter more of those wretched beasts!”
The only noises that filled the air were the sounds of birds calling, Manticores growling, bugs buzzing, and the clunking of the imps’ steel armor. With each step, their equipment bobbed up and down, followed by their little Brown heads. If there was something that they smelled right now, it was the smell of something unmistakable. Ten’s following lone word confirmed their guess.
“Children.”
“Do my eyes deceive me so? Or do I spot an evil show? To Ponyville, I must run quick. Lest these monsters take over it!” Zecora spoke to herself.
She made a beeline, avoiding the possibility of intersecting with the path of the foreign beings. She knew this forest quite well, for she had been spending years now living in the Everfree Forest. She knew of the wild creatures and exotic plants that grew here. She knew where to where to travel and where to stay away from.
SHe knew of the many dangers in this wicker forest. Its roots were grown into the ground longer than anypony but Celestia amd Luna could remember. For it was their castle that was once built in the very center of this place. Had it not been for Princess Luna turning into Nighmare Moon, it might've still been the captial of Equestria. There were plenty of foreign and exotic living things that dwelled in the forest, the zebra herself being included.
Zecora had been staying in the forest for simple reasons, despite the many dangers that lurked about. She simply wanted a place that was peaceful in a sense. An isolation away from society, one could say. Her past life was the reason for this. What happened in her past life, no one will ever know. For Zecora's past itself is a whole other story and advneture in itself.
Her vast knowledge of her home gave her one major advantage over everypony else. She knew a shortcut to Ponyville. In almost no time at all, and with the creatures nowhere in sight, Zecora ran straight to the center of the town. The rhyme-spoken zebra spotted Twilight and the others just but a few hooves away. She met them at half-length when they had seen her approach also.
“What is it, Zecora?” Twilight spared no time and ran by Zecora’s side.
“It is the forest, Twilight. There is something lurking that gives quite a fright.”
“But what? By Celestia, I hope this isn't something too bad.” The royal apprentice was getting more frantic by the minute. Not long after Pinkie’s Pinkie Sense went off, which was foretelling of a doozy, every single resident of town had heard a loud and ominous hum.
“Identifying them, I cannot say. But they are dressed in armor that is bright as day. Beware their looks, for are harmless to the eyes. Do not listen to your self-lies.” Zecora warned. The zebra who had seen the small little monstrosities trekking through the forest visualized a worst case scenario of what might happen should said things be hostile towards them. The vivid screams and fires caused Zecora to just tremble and eventually faint from the possible catastrophe.
“Oh my, I have to tend to her..” Fluttershy flew by the fainted mare’s side and began stroking her mane and bringing a towel over to wash her face.
“Don’t worry, Twi. I can take ‘em! I’ll give those things the one-two hoof!” Rainbow Dash bragged and proceeded to punch the air.
“What did you think she meant by ‘bright as day’, darling? I hope that these things don’t smell too bad. Or dress badly for that matter.” Rarity added.
“Aw shucks, Rare. Stop fussin’ over the little things. We gotta warn the mayor!” Applejack interrupted.
“I think we should throw a party! I mean, come one, who doesn’t like parties? I know I like them. And anypony who is living loves parties! In fact, I’m gonna go and throw them a party right now!” Pinkie pulled out her mobile party wagon out of literally nowhere and began to wheel it towards the forest.
“Stop Pinkie! We don’t know who or what it is.” Twilight Sparkle looked off at the mysterious Everfree Forest. She really wanted to know what these things were but something in her right mind told her it was the biggest mistake she could ever make.
“Uh..Twilight? Ah think we should check out the school house. There’s a bunch of little fillies running this way and screaming!” Applejack grabbed Twilight’s face and directed it towards her view.
There were indeed many little school children running amok, screaming in pure terror and fear. Rarity and Applejack both took note of this as their older sister senses told them something was wrong. Without hesitating, the two sisters galloped towards the Ponyville Schoolhouse. Not long after, they were joined by a cyan blur, who had gone along with them to ensure a certain orange coated filly’s safety.
The all-seeing and mighty Overlord stood upon the hill of the meadow in which he and his Minions stood. Not long after his arrival, the trans-dimensional portal closed behind him, leaving no trace of its existence. The imps and the Dark Being came to the conclusion that they were either trapped here forever, or they had to find a great source of magic to return them back.
The Overlord felt like someone was watching his every move at this moment, so he had decided to look back. With as much will as he could muster, he stared into the morning sky with hate and venom. The sky almost seemed to shift itself away from his gaze, but he did not relent.
If there was one thing that he had learned from his imprisonment in the Abyss, it was that he would never again be a pawn in some fool’s game. If this was, in fact, a game, then he would not hesitate to slaughter the bystanders watching and end the thing right there.
The tall steel-wearing warrior’s concentration was interrupted by two sets of approaching footsteps. They were also accompanied by sounds of panting, sweat droplets hitting the floor, and finally the imps themselves collapsing. Gnarl, who would handle most occurrences for his Master, addressed the two scouts.
“Where is the rest of your group? Don’t tell me they died or were eaten by something.” Gnarl scolded.
“No no, wise one, we have found something of great use to the Great One! We have found a castle for him to reign in.” Four answered.
“A castle, you say?”
“Yes! Though it’s a bit out of function…we can get it back up and running faster than you can stuff a Dwarf in an oven!” Nine reassured.
“Lord, what say you in the matter?” Gnarl turned to the Overlord, who was paying special attention to the newly presented information.
The Overlord nodded in agreement, but he beckoned for Gnarl to task some of the Minions with something. He pointed to his stomach, which emphasized his insatiable hunger with a very ominous groan. He was hungry.
“Yes, my Lord. One of you lazy knaves go and fetch food for the Master! He shall not be kept hungry or starving while I still draw breath.” Gnarl commanded.
A large group of sleeping imps bolted upright and ran to the tree line, for they were not going to let their His Greatness be left fatigued by the disadvantages of being unfed.
“Yes…this is so very interesting! Haha! It’s even more fun than when I turned Fillydelphia into a giant cupcake!” Discord mused to himself.
After escaping from his stone imprisonment for the second time, he flew to where his scales had pointed to. The god of chaos simply reveled in joy after witnessing the spectacle that was the Overlord re-uniting with his followers. He could sense a great amount of evil just beaming from the tall monstrosity. He sat down on his cotton-candy cloud and ate some parts of it while he watched.
He did feel a tingling feeling when the Overlord looked at him directly, shooting him a death glare with those two menacing red eyes. But he quickly recovered when two approaching soldiers ran and distracted him. He teleported some popcorn into his claw and began to eat.
“What do ya mean they’re gone!?” Applejack was pent-up and angry.
“I’m sorry all of you. I have failed myself as a teacher and as a caretaker to you three and my students. It’s just that..when I let the kids out for recess, everyone was out running about and being chaotic, as kids are. But I heard a shriek coming from outside and when I got there…I saw these metal little things carry off the Cutie Mark Crusaders. The kids were kicking and screaming but the things were fast and strong. By the time I could run up to them, they were gone into the forest. I’m so so sorry!” Cherilee was crying and chastising herself for being so careless and useless in this situation.
Rarity, although very fearful for her little sister, composed her ladylike appearance and coaxed the crying mare.
“There there, Cherilee. I’m sure that you did everything that you could during that time. We don’t hold it against you. Rest assured, we WILL find them. I promise.”
Cherilee looked up to Rarity with the pale green eyes she had and began to calm down. Her pink striped mane was tousled from her freaking out and her face was drowned in tears.
“Yeah, we’ll get ‘em in a flash! They’ll be back before you know it!” Rainbow Dash added.
Applejack sighed and breathed in and out to lessen her anger. She looked to the teacher and gave her a warm and genuine smile. “Which way did they go?”
“That way.” Cherilee sniffed and pointed southwest.
“We’ll be back. Take care of yourself.” Rarity gave Cherilee a comb and the three Elements ran out of the door and towards the forest.
The Overlord was back to his regular old contemplation and meditation. Gnarl had meanwhile started developing plans and assignments for the Horde. He needed to get ahead with the tasking of imps to construct the castle, repair it, making or finding the stone itself, and start making furniture out of the surrounding thicket.
The Overlord was still getting mocked by that sky. He wanted to throw his hand forward and spout a stream of fire at it, setting ablaze whatever was hiding in there. He wanted to fly up there, teleport up there, he didn’t care. He just wanted to kill whatever was using him for enjoyment. He had never been this furious than when the previous Overlord dared to use him as a means of rebuilding said Overlord’s forces and resources.
He also didn’t like the fact that the Old Overlord tried to take his mistress and even destroy her when she refused to bed with him. There was one thing that he did thank the Old Overlord for though. Through his rebellion, the Old Overlord showed him which Minions were truly loyal and how loving his wife was. It proved to him that Rose was the fair and kind maiden of the land, one that he would have to take as a true woman.
Shortly after defeating his enemy, the Overlord held a wedding with Rose and consummated their romance, creating a newborn beautiful son. He just wished that he would be able to see what his heir looked like. He had felt the baby kicking in Rose’s stomach, but had never the pleasure of witnessing his son’s birth. And this was all on account of the Old Overlord and the Jester.
More scampering could be heard approaching. This time, it wasn’t just a two pairs, it was hundreds. Also, if he heard correctly, there were muffled childish screams. The large Conqueror turned and found small little horses tied up and crying. One was a normal horse, from what he saw. Another was a pegasus. He could stand that, as he never had any encounters with the beasts themselves. They lived on another land. Now, once he turned his attention to the last one, his hand came forth and flames began to brew. There, in a scout’s arms, was a unicorn. He hated unicorns. They had trampled and crippled many of his soldiers. But that wasn’t even the worst of it. The most heinous thing that the race of unicorns had done to him specifically was that they ripped his velvet red cape off and peed on said fragments.
“Master! Master!” Ten ran up to the Overlord with a big fecal-eating grin laden on his face. “We have found you fresh meat!”
Author's Note, IMPORTANT: If the above quota is not met, well, let's just say you can bid farewell to your beloved school children. We're sure these three without any markings on their rear ends will do just fine. Mwuhahahahahaha!
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The Overlord seems somewhat nice, so I doubt he would kill the Crusaders, well maybe Sweetie Belle. But if he wants to, their sisters better arive quick because the Overlord is very tactical and cunning, he knows how to be a mastermind with even a pair of twigs. And Discord, good luck tricking the overlord, your gonna need it.
Yes I am pleased .
I am looking forward to see the crusaders die.
.......*faints*
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Normally I would say that's f-ed up but I am considering it a possibility in the story..so I guess I can't really say much. I just hope to God that five people actually send me a PM because I doubt a lot of people hate the CMC. But still, I will do it if the quota is not met. This is based entirely on the readers.
I'm afraid to give my OC in fear of her dying, but if not enough people do then I'll submit her.
EDIT: Decided: to heck with it I'll do it.
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Bah who cares if an oc dies I mean who cares if anything dies I want my fun and the Overlord his meal.
this is so good it needs a new word for how good it is, here goes
Superamazinggoodbrilliantholyfuckingchristthisisgoodjesusmonkeytiststhisigoodsuperagain
i think that sums it up.
You know what I don't really like the CMC, but you can use my OC.His name is Lone Wolf . He is a tall black unicorn stallion with a camo pattern white, black, and grey mane and tail. He is also taller than big mac. His cutie mark is a lone wolf howling at the moon. He is brave, loyal, intelligent, and strong.
Kill all the ponies!
It appears that the Crusaders are going to die. Can't blame them they were caught because it was the OVERLORD!!
Believe me, I'd love to send ya a PM, but Pony OC creation just doesn't come naturally to me. Here's sincerely hoping four more send ya their OCs.
Funny thing though. Judging from your description, one could gather that he doesn't go out of his way to ensure civilians suffering. Possibly would prefer not to eat sentient flesh if he's anything above pure evil. ... Still, here's hoping the CMC (and Mane 6 of course,) survive.
One thing I'm not sure of though, most of the gremlins never seemed smart enough to either use personal pronouns or speak complete sentances. Is this group simply made of smarter than average minions?
This is...sooooo....good....
I'm on the edge of my seat waiting to see how things play out!
As much as I like the CMC, well...
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I can answer that. In the games the Minions are stupid and such but the longer they live, the smater they become and get better equipment and such. Because these in group 1-10 have lived so long they have become smarter then a newborn (which are so stupid they would run into lava on many occasions), as they have better armor, weapons and have learnd to speak and think. There is nothing special about group 1-10, they only live longer then the others for surviving with their equipment (and for the blues, god love the healing power they got).
Did this explanation help you?
773062 Im the Pre-reader of this fic so I read this before everyone els, including you
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Killing off the mane six or the CMC isn't a really good idea. Would be kinda boring if it was just Discord vs the Overlord, yes? And the mane six jumping in to save the CMC and escaping is a no-brainer in this.
Scenario: just as the Overlord is about to kill Sweetie Belle, the mane 6 jumps in and saves them (be it by Rainbow Dash knocking the Overlord over, Applejack's fancy lasso work or a bolt of magic from Twilight... Maybe all!). They somehow manage escape the Overlord and his numerous minions BUT; not without someone being taken hostage...
If you choose said scenario I think you should let it be either one of the CMC, Twilight, Rainbow Dash or Applejack.
Pinkie, Rarity and Fluttershy doesn't fit the role of hostage, IMO. You know, Pinkie being Pinkie, Fluttershy with the stare, and Rarity with her obnoxious whining.
hehehe, well lets see if you dare make good on that threat of yours shall we? I like the CMC quite a bit but hey, overlord is an evil guy so unless he doesn't like horse meat I'm willing to see how this will turn out.
I'd be ok if sweetie belle died...
I have no OC to give though...
You just gave me the initative to think up around fourteen different OCs.
And then I look at the comments and come to the conclusion that they aren't needed.
Darn. Well, I'll live as it took me like three minutes
Why don't you make the overlod to mole
st molestia so she tastes some of her own molesting medecine
, after that the overlord can tacke the world back from 
grieffin the grifin and all those ouchbags from the god's chess series
Those bastards need an overlord to be less op
Stupid touch divices,j hate thsm
You do realize that the old Overlord was Rose's father right?
Anyway, this is looking good, but don't go overboard on OC's otherwise it'll just drown the story. Try using other fanon named characters or underused ones from the canon, like Big Mac, Lyra or Bon-Bon.
Anyway, about the minion speech. Are you just streamlining it so we can read it or not, because minions, especially browns, aren't supposed to be smart enough to talk fluently or even count to ten.
Oh, and I can't wait to see what the Overlord does to these new friendship loving gods. Disgusting.
I love the way you describe the Overlord... Just a prescence of evil that even makes the god of chaos itself feel uncomfortable! I am so looking forward to the next chapters.
I just hope this fic doesn't turn into a brainless "slaughter everyone" story cause so far this is an realy amazing crossover
When I played co op horde mode with my brothers and we see a unicorn first thought comes to mind "FIRE DOESN'T WORK MELT IT'S FACE OFF! ANYTHING JUST KILL IT!!!!"
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He was actually described as pure evil, unlike the current one who I'd say is somewhat merciful. And accounting this evil, who's to say he wouldn't mess with his own blood? It happened plenty of time in real history. Oh and OC's are just a basic small thing. It's just that if I start off killing known ponies I think that it'd be pretty bad. And like Boolyboo said, these Minions have been around since the beginning, earning them the right to actually gain some education.
773100 Actually yes, yes it does. Thanks for that mate.
773110 Heh. That's a little cruel, but just as amusing ya bastard
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This fic continues to impress and surpass all of my expectations. Yet another fine chapter my good man. I love the characterization of the Overlord and the backgroiund with the unicorns. I hated them in the games. Can't wait until the next update. Keep up the good work. And Discord is screwed. No one messes with the Overlord and escapes.
This isn't...that well written. I could go into more detail if asked, but until then, it's just easier to assume that nothing would have been done about it, anyway.
Some smaller, simpler gripes are that minions do have names, and we knew that in the first game. The second game actually let you see the names of all of all the minions that died in your service. Second, you're making them sound too intelligent. Gnarl, the jesters and maybe Giblet are the only ones shown to be more than passably articulate.
As I will not lower myself to read the other comments supplied by those stupid inferior organics, I shall deliver my own input into this story.
First things first, so let me check some things out of my virtual list.
THIS IS BRILLIANT!
Thing one completed.
Now for the input proper.
This story is very good, magnificent even. And that pleases me.
Also, it is your story. And it is a story about an evil overlord. So do not heed the stupid meatbags that whine becouse the inferior ponies are going to get into the harms way, just roll with it, as you organics use to say.
Also I wish good luck to Discord if he wants to trick the Overlord, he will need it... especially if our protagonist ( I think this time I can finally call the main character an antagonist, initiate chering. Yey. Cheering protocol initiated. ) finally decides to take the matters in his hands and deal with his... problems topside.
And you know what, you magnificent bastard meatbag you? I have read too much stories where the ponies always get out of it unscathed.
I think it is time to change it, nein?
So, let me regard Gnarl.
You better be useful to the Overlord, maggot, I do not want to find one of the very few beings I hold in high regard. So get him a maiden. No matter what.
Logging off.
-Sixteen, The Binary Scourge
P.S. This is good and you should feel good, Mr. Author.
775789 No problem bro, but...
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Now to help someone els. Gang! To the mystery machine!
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You probably though this was going to be a comment.
Nope, Machine-God.
Signing out.
-Sixteen, The Binary Scourge
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I still have your comment in my inbox. A meatbag bested you again, Machine-god!
Edit: That 'you' was always there.
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I never make mistakes. I never do things I might regret. I never do anything stupid. I am superior.
The comment in your inbox is a highly specified virus that is a simple thing really.
It acts as a designating beacon.
And I got this here silo located in China ready and waiting for use.
Can you feel it, meatbag?
The rush of an IBM in the air, burning fuel as it soars into the atmosphere, just to lay waste at your home...
Beautiful sight indeed.
Now go do whatever you meatbags do and let me enjoy my ponies.
Shutting down.
-Sixteen, The Binary Scourge
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I love you.
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Aw, shucks.
You've gone and set my shriveled, black heart all aflutter.
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It's k. It's all k. I feel the same way too. Does some make up (you know what) sound good?
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Well, all right, but only if I'm the bottom.
Unrelated note: I just now read your profile. You like HiE stories, "as long as there are no self inserts." That's a...bit optimistic, don't you think?
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Yeah, seeing as how most of the HiE fics are self-inserts, which I usually not read then. But thankfully, there are a good amount of HiE fics that include celebrities, characters from novels, comics, and all of that fun stuff. I can handle 2nd persons starring the reader, because I don't really consider it a self-insert considering it pertains to all of the readers.
Also, the bottom? Damn..
Oh, and my anger has been released, swelled down if you will. Now that I look back on things, I feel I was being unreasonable. But what can I say, the testosterone was building up so I needed to calm down. Also, I feel I have definitely over-reacted to things a tad (okay a lot) bit. So now, I have decided to take your advice, which I should have in the first place and not done this whole debacle, and go over the fic and try to fix what you said. AS for the Imp intellegence, that will still stay but I will explain it in the next chapter to make it reasonable. If you don't mind, I'll erase that whole arguement or more like you pointing out my mistakes and my chemicals acting on itself. In hindsight, I should have not watched the NBA Finals which was the cause for my unreasonable attitude. Oklahoma had Miami beat in the first half, but Miami came back. I got mad because I was rooting for the Heat at first, then switched sides when things looked grim. Only to be bad for the seemingly undefeatable team in the end. So wrapping up, I'll erase the whole thing if that's alright? I feel foalish for the whole thing. (Yes intended pony pun.)
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>I'll erase that whole arguement
*Shrugs* Have at it.
>watched the NBA Finals
I'm going to go ahead and assume everything you said there made sense, because... *Shrugs moar*
Err... Yeah... Go... sportsgetball?
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Basically, my two favorite groups were put against each other and I went with one. When it started to lose, I switched only to have the previously rooted team win again. So, yeah....glad we could clear this ugly mess up. Sports are a very nasty thing to get involved in. Especially the fandom. You would not believe how many of my friends got into fights when the victor emerged.
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>Sports are a very nasty thing to get involved in.
Ah, now that I can recognize. I've had to endure my father's irrational anger on the subject of sports for years. All the yelling, screaming and pounding. I never could understand why people get so worked up over it, especially when they aren't playing, but I suppose I do things that baffle others, too, so I probably don't have room to talk.
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People have their quirks. I think Sports are a great factor into this. Most of the urban violence in cities are actually due to sports. Hell, I actually read aout this one time where a group of Philadelphia hockey fans gave a homeless man a shattered beer bottle and paid him to harm some New York fans just for their appearance (i.e wearing the NY hockey team jersey). People also get mad over video games, movies, hell, I know a few people who wanted to strangle JK Rowling for killing off certain characters on the last Harry Potter. Humans are an enigma.
I have never been a fan of seeing children get killed. You still have other major players besides Celestia and Luna. Discord is one, Nightmare is two (Though since Nightmare has no actual body it could become quite disconcerting), Chrysalis is three (If the Overlord doesn't acquire her as a strange mistress of sorts), and who knows how many other godlike entities that could exist outside Equestria itself that would seek the Overlord's Death.
Acquiring Trixie and Gilda as additional Followers (Or as something more) could be quite interesting. Who is to say there isn't more ruins located in the Everfree with secrets waiting to be found (Celestia and Luna have been around for a limited time so before their birth there can be magic and stuff they don't even know about lost in time).
You have caught Heavy's attention with this story. and so I shall like/follow it!
I Cannot wait to see what the overlord does Next
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ONWARD MINIONS! CRUSH THE PATHETIC PONIES!
may i send you a note for my OC or is it too late.
This is just ingenius.
I wish i had read this earlier.
788175 this is 57 weeks overdue, but just in case you did not know, your picture link is broken.
SHe knew of the many dangers
1. Extra capitalisation.
772932 1/10 IGN "too short"
6657186
Nah, just doesn't have enough death...