Equestria Girls: Symbol Of Undying Love

by vortex123

Delta Rune

Dream's POV

"Hey Drawer!" A familiar obnoxious voice said, bringing my attention to the source.

"It's 'Dreamer'! And what is it?" I groan, glaring at the yellow mare, her name was Sling Shot. Normally someone like her would have been kicked out of the guild, given her attitude, but her accuracy was second to none. She once fire three arrows at once, blindfolded. One pointing upwards, one pointing downwards, and one pointing forward. The one pointing forwards 'missed' her target, ricocheted off the wall behind the target, and flew to the one going upwards. Meanwhile the one going upwards ricocheted off the ceiling, which caused it to start spinning quickly, while heading towards the one that originally was flying forwards. When the two hit each other, the spinning arrow knocked the other one downwards. Meanwhile the one originally sent downwards ricochete of the ground, then flew towards the target, and hits the target in the shoulder. This caused the target to stumble backwards. Meanwhile, the other two had hit their actual targets, which were two thin strings that were connected to a trap behind the living target. During this, the living target had stumbled in range for the trap to spring on them. And sure enough, the trap sprung, and the target was captured.

"Dreamer, Drawer, doesn't matter. You're a loser either way." Shot says, laughing.

'I could kill her. It'd be so easy to; and so, so satisfying. It's not like anypony would mourn her death; everypony hates her.’ I think, making sure to keep a blank face. “So what do you want?” I asked in annoyance.

“Jackson wanted to talk to you.” She says with a frown, causing me to go wide eyed. It’s a surprise that someone on his level, wanted to talk to me, even if he wasn't aware of my true personality. Not that I liked him in a romantic way, I just respected him. And even if I did, he has a marefriend anyway (or as they put it, girlfriend).

"Did he say why?" I asked, a curious look on my face.

"No, not that I'd care enough to remember anyway. Honestly, a loser like you doesn't deserve to be in this guild, let alone talk to somepony like him." She snarked.

'They'd never find the body.' I think in cold rage. "Fine, I'll be heading off, but before that. I know your poor little brain can't handle to much info at once, so I'll keep this simple. Jackson, human, not pony. So it's somebody." I say real slowly and clearly, like you would to a toddler.

"Excuse me freak?! Who the buck do you think you're talking to? I'm gonna beat your flank like your parents would've if they actually-!" I cut her off as I grab the tuft of hair on her chest, and yank her closer, staring her dead in the eyes. While she had the best accuracy in the guild, she was far from the best hand to hand fighter. And while I wasn't the best either (by a long shot), I was certainly better then her.

"Choose your next words, very, very carefully." I growled in a low, threatening tone. She was silent for a moment, then gave that same infuriating grin.

"-If they actually cared about you." She finished. Having enough of her, I take out my sword, making her go wide eyed. The blade turned black as I attempted to plunge it into her, only to be stopped by another one of my guild mates.

“Don’t.” Said the brown earth pony, with a red man and tail. Her name was Apple Stem. “She ain’t worth it sugar cube.” She says with a frown, before glaring at Shot. “Beat it before ah make your flank as red as thuh apples ah buck back home, ya no good varmit!”

“Hmph, whatever mud po-.” She started to say before I knocked her lights out, my forehoof covered in a black substance. Stem deadpans at me.

“Sorry sweetheart, but I just can’t let a remark like that slide. I hate things like that.” I say with a frown. Stem rolls her eyes.

“Yeah, ah could tell. The whites in your eyes turnin' black kinda gave that away.” She says with a chuckle. Hearing this, I focus a bit, and make them go back to normal.

“Come on! Jackson wanted to talk to me!” I said, heading for the door.

“Uh, ya sure ah can come? Ah wouldn’t wanna intrude.” She says with an uncertain look.

“Oh hush, I’m sure he wouldn’t mind your company. If he did, he doesn’t know what he’s missing.” I said with a smile, which she matched. And with that, we headed out.

---

"AHHHH!" I hear two yell, as countless vines and frozen bones shot up from the ground, each and every one of them having impaled some creature. Specifically those afflicted with the Hunger. The Hunger causes those afflicted to bleed tainted, clotted magic from their orifices, making the victims unnaturally and uncharacteristically aggressive, and convinces its victims that they are starving constantly. So in an act of mercy, everyone who’s been afflicted with it must be killed. Regardless of race, gender, or age. According to [Name missing], this illness stems from a leakage from the Void. The leak was caused by a, and I quote, “glitch in time and space”. Which is a black mist like substance, different from the black substance I have (thank every divine being for that).

"Dear Faust…" Stem muttered in amazement.

"No kidding…" I agree. The two notice us, and started to approach use.

One was a male human Combat Mage. He had dark skin, brown eyes, and black short hair. He was wearing grey light armor with various runes on them, though I had no clue what they meant. His name was Jackson, head of the Royal Guard, and (unofficial) co-leader of our guild. He specialized in nature magic (plants, wind, earth, lightning). He was a pretty down to earth guy, didn't have much patience, but could slow down if he had to. He was also an aspiring artist.

The other is a female human witch. She had light skin, blue eyes, and brownish orange hair that went to her shoulders. She was wearing a teal cloak with various runes on it, and while I couldn't make out what they meant, they were clearly more advanced then Jackson's (which made sense since she was more focused on magic then he was). Her name was Crystal, head of the Mage’s tower, and a substitute magic teacher for various schools every now and then. She had a good grasp of many types of magic, but specialized in Necromancy, ice magic, and fire magic. She was blunt when around others she was comfortable with, but not so much around people she isn't. She was very in tune with her emotions, and is more then willing to state when she feels something isn't right. She was also an aspiring writer.

“Surprised Shot actually told you to come. Figured she’d act like she couldn’t find you.” Jackson said.

“Naw, she clearly tried to start something with Mural, if the black in her eyes are anything to go by.” Crystal says with a frown. I go wide eyed at that, and I noticed Stem start to tense up.

‘As overprotective as ever.’ I think with a mental chuckle.

“Calm down, we ain’t gonna hurt her, in fact, we have something for her.” Crystal says, raising her hand in a calming gesture. She then preceded to take out a black beaded necklace, which had white runes on it.

“I appreciate the gift, I really do. But what’s the occasion?” I asked as I let her put it on me.

“It’s something that’ll let you have more control over that ‘SOUL trait’ of yours. I’d prefer to remove it completely, but [Name missing] said it was to attached to your SOUL. I don’t understand it, since the very nature of this ‘Hate’ defies what we know about magic. But if [Name missing] of all creatures says this is how it is, then I guess this is how it is. Just concentrate on the necklace, then do whatever it is that triggers this ‘Hate’ of yours. Let’s see how well you can use it.” Crystal said with a curious look. Noticing more enemies approaching, I do as I’m told. And for the first time since I got this curse, I let go of my emotional dam.

‘Wyxmoi i tæll’d aeqqriæ'i æth dyi aessssiuuæri'ei, i’na rmoaet dyaed 'ei朒'i thxllaemomo'ei tissxtit dæ udæq yæmotxllr 'eiæœriuimoth 'aessek.’ I heard an all too familiar voice say with a chuckle. I frowned at that.

‘You and I are nothing alike, you’re not even my Hate. I haven’t been holding myself back, I’ve only been holding you back.’ I snapped at the accursed voice.

’Ith 'eiæœ uae'ei uæ.’ It says with a chuckle, thankfully it had nothing more to say. I stand on my hind legs as one of the enemies gets close. Taking out my sword, I channel the Hate through it. And with a quick downwards swing, I cut the creature in half. It was as easy as cutting butter with a hot knife, the bones offering no noticeable resistance to my sword. Much to my joy, this didn't cause me to smile like it had before, signifying that the necklace worked like a charm. Which, considering how it was a charm, kinda makes that sentence sound stupid. Noticing two more enemies approaching (both pegasi), I swung my sword horizontally, causing a crescent blade of Hate to shoot towards the two. The blade easily beheads the two, and even cuts off the horn of an enemy unicorn before detonating. The explosion kills the dehorned unicorn, ending her suffering.

Putting away my sword, I let the Hate envelope my body, allowing my body to work more efficiently on two legs. After a few moments, I look exactly like a human silhouette. Clutching my fists, I rush towards some more enemies, this time their a griffin and a earth pony. I knock the earth pony back with a backfist side strike, then did a knifehand strike at the griffin's neck, the Hate adding to my attack power. Unfortunately with griffins being more accustom to fighting then ponies, it didn't take long for the griffin to recover, and return the favor. The griffin slashes at me with her talon, and if it wasn't for the Hate covering me, that would have done some serious damage. Grabbing the griffin's talon, I yanked her closer. Then in one fell swoop, I whip out my sword, and cut off her head.

"Alright, let's see." I muttered as I looked around. As I look around, I catch a glimpse of Stem, who's wide eyed in shock. I feel the Hate retract a bit as I flinch at her look. She's never seen me use Hate like this before. I then noticed she was rushing full speed towards me, I also noticed the three yelling something.

‘Biyxllt 'eiæœ!’ I heard the voice shout. I turn around, and see the earth pony from before lunge at me. Before I could react, a brown and red blur shot past me, and bucked the earth pony.

"Ah know I'm easy on the eyes, but ya really shouldn't get distracted in a fight." Stem says with a smile.

"R-right, thanks." I say with an embarrassing stutter, then re-cover myself in Hate again. I then shoot ten tendrils out and wrapped them around ten enemies. Not a second later, several fire covered bones shot through their heads.

'Was the fire really necessary?' I think with a deadpan.

‘E'ill i dyxllek dyaed’u æ'iriekxmomo...’ I heard the voice agree, which in itself is a rare occurrence.

…

Slowly but surely, we managed to kill each and every one of them.

"This 'Hate' is pretty fascinating. I'd like to take a sample of it back to the Mage's tower." Crystal says with an intrigued look.

"Uhh." I simply say. While I hate the voice as much as the next pony, I don't feel it's right to experiment on a living creature. Parasitic like, or not.

"That's some mighty fine earth and plant magic y'all got there." I heard Stem say with a smile. "Think ya could teach me some things? Ah wanna see if I could make a new type of apple."

"Well." Crystal said, turning her attention to Stem. "There might be something we could show you."

"Much appreciated." Stem said with a smile.

"I'll take you back to your living quarters, and Crystal can take Ms. Dreamer to see [Name missing]." Jackson Said with a shrug.

"Thank you kindly." Stem says, before offering a hoof. "Apple Stem Apple." He takes the hoof, and shakes it.

"Jackson Osric."

Author's Note:

Sorry it took so long, writer's block was reluctant to use *[MERCY]*. And to be clear, while this is Dream's POV, Unity is the one who's seeing it through her POV, so things are gonna be missing. And as a reminder: Judgment

’Wyxmoi i tæll’d aeqqriæ'i æth dyi aessssiuuæri'ei, i’na rmoaet dyaed 'ei朒'i thxllaemomo'ei tissxtit dæ udæq yæmotxllr 'eiæœriuimoth 'aessek.’

Translation:

‘While I don’t approve of the accessory, I’m glad that you’ve finally decided to stop holding yourself back.‘

’Ith 'eiæœ uae'ei uæ.’

Translation:

'If you say so.'

'Biyxllt 'eiæœ!'

Translation:

'Behind you!'

'E'ill i dyxllek dyaed’u æ'iriekxmomo...'

Translation:

‘Even I think that’s overkill...‘

Comments

[vortex123]

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First of all, no, it has nothing to do with the Grimoire. This takes place in the past. Remember, Unity was unintentionally looking through Dream and Rose’s past. Meaning it already exists in this universe. Second, it’s from an AU called Axetale.

[vortex123]

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This is what I saw when I looked up the glitch:

The Glitch

The Glitch speaks of both the event that brought about the end of the world, and the hole in the universe itself.

The event was caused by Flowey's theft of the six human souls, altering the world with his imperfect ascension to godhood. His hold on the magic of the souls was unstable, breaking from his monstrous form in arcs and bolts, and in his ineptitude and ego, he ripped a physical tear in the space-time continuum, allowing the entrance of the Void itself into the Underground. The mists spill in constantly, confined to the caverns belowground by the Barrier, and brought about the rise of the Hunger.

The only way, it has been hypothesized, to defeat the Glitch and close the hole in the universe, is to relieve Flowey of the souls in his possession.

Oh and to make something clear, Flowey wasn’t the cause in my story. Can’t say who was.

[Gizmo Gear]

"Jackson Osric."

Pardon >->