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"Play the man, Master Ridley; we shall this day light such a candle, by God's grace, in England, as I trust shall never be put out."

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It is what it has been written and foretold.
The princesses shall go without thrones.

Perhaps he has grown callous of it. His past, his future, his very existence. Does any part of his life even matter?

We believe in Equestria, the land that will soon meet its downfall. War, famine, poverty.... in the midst of these times of strife, an unexpected menace will unearth from its grave.

Only in the finest hour shall the Mesias rise from the dark, and the prophecy shall meet its verity. And so it has ushered, an era where kingdoms become obsolete. A new era - where dark seeketh light.

For that is his fate. Nameless, unworthy to reign, bringer of dark. He shall then live, without ever knowing why....


Story format now supports and is optimised for Fimfiction 4.0! Enjoy!
Special thanks to Finn the Traitor for helping with the story as a whole. Couldn't have made such a plot without him.

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