“So why do you live in the Everfree?” Twilight asked as she, her friends, Zecora, and Applebloom on Applejack’s back travelled to Zecora’s home in the forest.
“Tis a land full of magic, and a land governed by none but itself. The Everfree is just that, forever free.” Zecora responded. “It reminds me of the jungles of home, where zebras do not command nature, but rather live in harmony with it.”
“Why are you here though?” Applejack asked. “Why leave the zebra nation?”
Zecora reached into her saddlebag at her side and produced a large leather-bound tome. “I am on a pilgrimage to complete my Thaumonomicon, a journey all Shamans undertake at least once in their lives.”
Twilight stared at the book in awe. “No way... “ she breathed. Her hoof steadily reached out, but Zecora pulled the book away from it. “I never thought I would ever see one of those with my own eyes…”
Zecora was smiling as she put the book away. “Indeed, it is not something we let just anypony see. A Thaumaturge is nothing without their Thaumonomicon after all.”
“So it’s a spellbook?” Applebloom asked.
Zecora gave the filly a smile. “It is no more a spell book than you are a pony,” she said.
“Excuse me?” Applejack asked, eyes narrowing.
Zecora held up the book again. “It is indeed true that there are many spells you can find within the confines of a Thaumonomicon, but spells are only a single chapter. There is far more to this book than the magic it can teach me, just as there is far more to you than being just a pony.” She poked Applebloom on the nose. “It is why such a journey is undertaken in the first place, to provide experience to forge and temper the knowledge we gain.”
"So cool..." Applebloom breathed, clearly fascinated.
“Don’t you miss your home?” Applejack asked after a moment. “I tried that once… I just couldn’t take it,” she said in remembrance of her own journey to discover her Cutie Mark.
Zecora nodded. “Not a Moon goes by that I don’t long for the canopies of the Zebrican jungles. But the knowledge that I will one day return is enough to ease my woes.”
“How complete is the book?” Twilight asked.
Zecora smirked at her. “You, who has the wisdom of two ages, should know the answer to that.”
Twilight and Fluttershy froze just as they entered a clearing with a wooden hut.
Zecora nodded, stepping in front of the group. “All Thaumonimicons are different in one way or another. Such difference is usually because of their owner, but mine…” she flipped open the book, peering into the pages. “There is a chapter within with but a single entry. I read it only once before, and do not remember the contents. All I remember is the knowledge it imparted unto me, of you, your friends, and of the message I must repeat.”
A glow from the pages of the book illuminated Zecora as she began to read aloud. “The Eater of All comes, and none may End him. Death cannot reach him, and Life will not free him. His herald shall be the rise of Reality’s Chosen, his vanguard their shadows. The First will be the Bridge Between the Dawn and the Dusk. The Second shall be the Mother of All. The Third shall be the Heart of all Love. The Fourth shall be the Shattered Soul. The Fifth shall be the Thief of Excess. The Sixth shall be the Prismatic Blur.”
The glow intensified, Zecora’s eyes turning white and glowing as well. “Three times shall the Gatekeepers bell toll. One, the Architect of the Bridge will know the other half’s pain. Two, the The Illusion will fall, halting Genocide. Three, he is here. All has been consumed.”
The book started to float. “But Beware the tale of the Eater of All. It is all paved in gold.”
The book slammed shut, falling from the air. The thump of it landing on the grass was punctuated by the near deafening silence that followed.
Slowly, Zecora picked up the book. With eyes shining with all the colors of the rainbow, she looked into Twilight’s eyes. “Soul of Hope,” she greeted, her voice multi-layered and echoing.
And we have a shaman with cryptic prophecies to complete the riddle of the universe.
Eater of All? I was thinking Galactus, because it mentioned "his herald", but it says his herald is a series of events, not an individual.
I'm assuming the six individuals described are the Eater's vanguard? Or are they Reality's Chosen?
Because if they are the vanguard, then Mother of All could be Chrysalis.
Prismatic Blur is obvious.
Oh joy, Galactus.
"The Fourth shall be the Shattered Soul."
Considering you have confirmed Undertale, I am assuming this is referring to that. My best guess? The only character whose soul I would considered "shattered" in that series is Asriel Dreemurr.
. . .One of the Mane 6 with the powers of the God of Hyperdeath? That would be cool.
Well he is showing up and he hungers. So we need the six souls but damn is this not looking good becuase FlutterCap should be ready to panic when she recognizes the part about him showing up.
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It is not Galactus, though I took some inspiration from him.
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I agree. It would be very cool. Unlikely, but very cool.
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Were the six individuals described in the prophecy Reality's Chosen or the Eater's vanguard? It it hard to tell.
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Both
Hmmm...
So. Pretty sure the six listed are the Mane 6, of course. (Prismatic Blur is fairly obvious and the rest can also fit one each. Unless Sven is going to pull something to run contrary to our expectations, it's 100% them of course.)
But whether she meant that "Reality's Chosen," with their existence in the light casting a 'shadow' that heralds his coming, and are therefore also figuratively his 'vanguard' by their simple existence, to oppose him or not, or whether their metaphorical 'shadows' (evil versions, opposites, rivals, etc. Eg: Trixie v. Twilight, etc.) are the vanguard and they will oppose them, is left ambiguous.
Plus a fair amount of stuff that we just don't know anything about yet.
("the Architect of the Bridge shall know the other half's pain..." Supes was meant to be the bridge/light showing mankind their future, right? Soo... Death will know... Life's pain?)
"Yer a... live 'Arry. Alive. Just like yer Mum and Dad."
"Er, poor choice'a words thar, sorry. But yer alive, like they were, but aren't now... Cause they're dead. But yer not! Anymore at least..."
'Shouldn'ta said that. Shouldn'ta said that. Shouldn'ta said that Shouldn'ta...'
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It's a video game, a pretty good one at that, though none of the characters have superpowers.
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Wait, is that the game where the main character is having a psychotic break throughout the game?
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Nope
Here's a summary of what the sieries is about:
North Korea has taken over the United states because the us had a crippling debt they defaulted on, the player character is Ethan brady, a member of the rebels. he eventually becomes their leader.
The Eater wouldn't happen to be Celestia would it? Since fire consumes all in its path and her story is careful pruned to show the best side due to pony worship.
1, 2, and three we already know
4. pink
5. veru raru
6. no comment
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I'm guessing Tirek
We all know why zecora ain't rhyming here, tis a difficult task to find big words to rhyme with simple words and does Zecora use big words. So instead replace that tic with a formal tongue I like your style author-san your probably the first to skip the rhyme, skip the informal and instead go straight to the formal shwaz your a natural improviser you got my respect 👏🏼
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Well, for me, it's because I have a minor hearing disorder. A leftover of a childhood of severe ADHD. Half of what I hear I don't actually understand. It sounds like gibberish to me, like someone had just switched languages on me halfway through. That means I have to play guessing games regarding what people are saying to me based off what I did understand. Zecora was particularly frustrating to me because of that, leading to an intense dislike of her rhyming.
So I usually leave out the rhyming.