Luna? You remember when you asked me if I had had any relationships since our fight?
The mountains were barren, devoid of any life. An unforgiving wind blew snow between the frozen mountain tops, howling in despair as the untamed weather ran rampant.
I lied when I said I never did.
The flurry of snow continued unabated, swirling in a deadly vortex around any and all obstacles. The wind continued over another great drift, striking a large block of ice with its payload of loose snow.
I had loved once. That love bore a child.
The block of ice contained within a frozen figure of a pony. The pony's eyes frozen open to forever stare out into the vast void of endless wasteland, the snow and ice his only companions.
I was so proud of him, his great power, his sense of justice, his compassion.
Slowly, wisps of a light blue energy began to seep from the pony's eyes, growing brighter with each passing moment.
He had power that could have easily rivaled mine, yet that was his curse.
The frozen tomb cracked, a large crevice across the surface. Smaller cracks spider-webbed outward as the crevice was forced to open wider.
He felt he was above the citizens of Equestria, even the royal family.
The last of the ice falling away, the pony stepped out into the storm. His body was covered head to hoof in plate armor, decorated in skulls and spikes of various sizes, his light blue mane was all that could be seen flowing out from beneath his helm. The cold did not bother him, his armor was enchanted to protect against the elements, not like they could do anything to him anyway.
He used his power to influence ponies to his will, to those who refused, he killed or enslaved.
The pony reached back over his shoulder, grabbing his massive sword in his teeth. He slowly unsheathed it, revealing more skulls and wicked spikes near the hilt. Along the flat of the blade various runes began to glow and dance with the eerie blue light.
The worst part? The ones he kills, he brings back to life to fight for him.
The pony thrust the sword out in front of himself, holding it parallel with the ground. The storm began to swirl around him, the closest snowflakes were overtaken with a blue glow as they struck and fused with the sword. Soon the sword itself was glowing a bright blue. Satisfied, he reared back and drove the sword into the ice.
His power can not only enslave the bodies of the dead, but their very souls as well.
The ground shook and violently shattered as the very mountain seemed to thrash about. As the ice shifted, a massive claw dug its way to the surface. With its new found leverage, the skeleton of a massive dragon pulled itself from the pits of the mountain. The same blue magic condensed and formed a massive sphere in the rib cage, contracting in a regular rhythm, pumping more magic to all the bones and joints of the skeleton. The undead dragon approached the edge of a massive cliff, looking out into a great valley.
Sister, if he ever finds a way to escape his prison, Equestria is surly doomed.
The dragon took flight, the blue magic holding it aloft as it beat its tattered wings. As it soared through the valley, the dragon roared, the sound echoing throughout the valley. Behind it trailed a blue fog, seeping into the ground. Soon after, the skeletal remains of thousands of ponies dug their way to the frozen surface.
For his new found purpose in existence, his ultimate desire...
The pony stood at the edge of the cliff watching as the sun set on his massive army of the undead. He would soon march his armies across the lands to take what is rightfully his.
...Is to be King.
I never played wow though I know some backstory to this guy all I want to say is MOAR
I think you've single-hoofedly made me want to play WoW again. Do continue writing, this could be a great work!
I must admit, you know how to write a good teaser. Whether or not this carries into the main story I wait to see. I hope it does.
please give a shot at this..... its seems to have so much potential
though i hope it doesnt become to grimdark
Soldiers of Equestria, prepare to join the call to war in what is surely going to become an epic fic!
58654 Not too grim dark? I haven't started to plot out the story yet, so I don't know how many of the mane 6 will survive, if at all.
This is truly amazing!
As a big WoW fan I want you to continue!
I'm interested. Please, continue. 5/5 Tracking.
I keep repeating the last line of the opening cinematic of WotLK in my head... "For when my days have come to an end, YOU shall be King!"
I am kind of sad u didn't use a bit more the cannon story of Artas as a very good & kind pony who end up been influenced by the power of the sword Frostmoure.
Still the fanfic sounds interesting please keep up the good work and updates coming
Ps. Hope kel'thuzad is still his adviser in this story (I am a Warcraft 3 fan and never like the idea of WoW).
I was hoping for something hilariously bad but was disappointed to find this was surprisingly well written. I am interested in seeing more.
58807 Sorry, this will not be a WoW world at all, as the only thing from WoW is the Lich King himself and the Scourge. Also, as an added bonus, I will be implementing abilities some of the mane 6 have shown to have, such as Rarity and her gem sword.
58910 Glad you enjoyed it!
There ya go. One chapter 1 fixed up and looking like it was coasted in diamonds.
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Oh, and this was a great chapter. Nothing bad to say about it yet.