Chapter 30 – To Where it All Began
Chapter 30
“A king is only as strong as his kingdom. A king is only as strong as his allies. A king is only as strong as his army.”
— Soman Chainani, Quests for Glory
Foal Mountain, Equestria
Sombra heard the cry just as well as the Titans that followed him.
The darkness of the night was not an uncommon shadow for Sombra to entrench himself in. The devastation left behind from the fall of the King of the Monsters was but another battlefield left in the king’s wake. The devastated forest lay in ruin as a stark reminder to all who dared to rise against Sombra and his rule, the graveyard of trees and shattered mountains acting solely for the purpose to elevate Sombra so much higher.
But his elevation and ascension did not come on glorious tidings like Sombra had wished. Instead, a darker and far more foreboding presence instilled itself within the atmosphere the very second the silence was severed. In that silence Sombra yearned for now more than anything else, he and his followers stood aghast, pale, breathless. Even the T.I.T.A.N. fleet Sombra had threatened no more than a minute ago froze in their retreat. For Sombra and his Titans were not alone when they heard it. Even his enemies heard it.
Which meant all the world heard it.
Deep in the heart of Equestria, a cry was heard that washed over all the inhabited earth. To every frozen mountain, every crevice in the deep, blue seas, every jungle and every forest, to every last desert wasteland and distant island… it was heard. It was felt. And all the inhabited earth responded. Some in fear. Some in anguish.
But the most powerful responses of all being the resounding roars echoing back.
More and more, they just kept awakening, kept rising. There was no end to them because they would not stay silent. After so many years of imprisonment, of hibernation, of rest, it had all finally come to an end when he called to them. His reach was greater than Sombra’s, his influence mightier. Not as controlling, but he did not need such control. Sombra had the minds of the Titans at his will, but the usurper king had something else. Something more. Something darker.
Ghidorah gave the Titans freedom. That undeniable, almost unreachable lust was given to them, and the Titans wanted nothing more than to claim it. To acquire just a sliver of freedom, to live upon the world they once reigned supreme was the highest of all gifts, and something Sombra should have foreseen. For in Sombra’s kingdom, in his world, there would be no freedom. All would kneel before him and surrender all to his glory.
And yet the great serpent offered them something more. To follow him, yes, but not to blindly obey. Not to foolishly surrender all. He gave them the greatest gift of all and they responded with their loyalty. They sought their own lusts in the destruction they caused to their oppressors, utilizing the damned, twisted idea of freedom Ghidorah gave them to fuel their rage. What was left was a planet in flames, where beasts and gods of the old ways had risen at last. Taking what they could, destroying what they wanted, and seeking their new king.
It was freedom in its darkest form. And it was something Sombra could not allow.
Turning appropriately to the three Titans that had come to him, Sombra ordered them not to listen with several, reverberating roars and growls. He yearned for their loyalty solely to him, and not to Ghidorah or any other usurper. Though seemingly sounding like nothing but noise, Sombra’s power burrowed itself deeper into the thoughts and hearts of the Titans he controlled. From the three upon the mainland and the two who had yet to reach him.
Amhuluk tore himself from the mountain he climbed, landing in the devastated forest and absorbing the shattered trees into his feet, through his legs, and morphing with the rest of his body. Lifting his head, his lengthy tendrils slithered slowly across his jagged spine. All ten of his emerald eyes gazed to the MUTO Prime, to the voice that came from his king’s agape jaws that whispered comforting and assuring words into his mind. Claws pressed to the earth, teeth bared, Amhuluk gently dipped his head in submission.
Typhon flapped his wings, spewing ash and dirt across the forest. He roared in response to Ghidorah’s call, but Sombra’s voice in his head brought him back to his true loyalties. The six serpents hissed and cried, snapped at one another before they all came to attention to their center head. Typhon growled softly to his serpents, narrowing his infected eyes before they all eventually turned back to the Prime. To Sombra roaring to him and ordering his obedience be put in check.
Yamata no Orochi crawled slowly across the forest, his multitude of legs stopping just as the Titan lifted his head. His circular jaws stared blankly at Sombra Prime. The teeth slowly opened before shutting to a close, again and again. The green and purple veins pulsating across Yamata’s body only intensified as Sombra’s voice slid wickedly into Yamata’s skull, his mind. He made no other sounds other than the soft chitters that escaped the back of his throat, and from all eight of his mouths moaning within his jaws.
Baphomet stood in the flaming ruins of Trottingham, freezing when his alpha and his king called to him once more. As a whisper in the wind, the voice gently breathing into the Titan’s ears and demanding that he only obey Sombra, and not the call of the false king. His emerald and violet eyes were latched with the mainland, with Equestria just on the horizon. With a great screech into the night sky, Baphomet obeyed. He picked the pace, picked up the fury, and tore through the remaining city in order to swim across one last ocean. Just one more obstacle until he reached the mainland.
Sargon yielded near the entrance to Tartarus, the giant scorpion standing tall on his four front legs while his glowing green gaze centered on the voice of his master. Like the world, Sargon had heard the call of the rival, but he did not obey. Even as Sombra spoke to him, Sargon responded with a ferocious cry of his own, signifying his obedience to the only king he recognized. He pressed on, faster in his movements to reach Sombra at last.
Hearing the resounding cries from the two other Titans, Sombra found some solace in knowing they were still loyal to him. His influence had not been broken with them like it had been with Rodan. Even then, it was a mild comfort, Sombra knowing he was vastly outnumbered and outmatched against Ghidorah’s army that continued to grow by the second. It was only him and five Titans against hundreds more. Though he knew he was powerful, Sombra knew the odds, and they were all stacked against him.
Time was short, and Sombra knew he needed to deal with the opposing army just as he needed to deal with Ghidorah. He imagined taking the fight directly to the great serpent, but Ghidorah would have already surrounded himself with his servants by the time Sombra would eventually find him. Of course, he could always bring Ghidorah to him by giving another alpha call to the world, taunting the false king with the one who opposed his rule. But then Ghidorah would meet him with an army of his own, and then Sombra would have no choice but to take them on all at once.
Perhaps… he didn’t have to.
He could establish a safe haven for his influence and power to flourish, and then lure Ghidorah to him quickly, before his full army could arrive to the mainland. There would undoubtedly be some who would be behind Ghidorah, but it would be better than dealing with hundreds more. All Sombra needed was his army behind him, his powers set to be released, and the death of Ghidorah to begin his glorious empire.
But where to establish the safe haven? Sombra needed to plant his crystals somewhere they could grow strong, in a way so they could infect and impregnate the world with his dark magic. With his influence in the world, in the air itself, and with the death of Ghidorah there would be hundreds of Titans without a master. All of them fresh for the taking. All Sombra needed was a haven. All he needed was a place to begin his reign…
It brightened upon him. Sombra lifted his head, his horn, and turned himself to the north.
His long-forgotten home. A home that kneeled to him once, rejected him, and cast him away in hopes to finally forget about him. Sombra did not accept that. The world may have forgotten where he came from, but not Sombra. It would never be forgotten to him. It was and always will be his true home, his rightful dominion that would be the birth of his new, global empire. It would be where he would begin the spread of his dark influence, using the power of the empire to strengthen his own power, washing that power over the land, across every land, until the world itself was bathed in shadows.
Until his power infected and controlled every last Titan on the planet.
And it all began with the fall of the Crystal Empire. His true home, his true throne… to be returned to him at last.
With a destination set and a journey beginning, King Sombra turned to his Titans and roared at them, ordered them to follow him. All of his Titans obeyed. The ones present and ones yet to come. Across every thundering tremor, every push forward, Sombra led them to the north. To home.
To conquer the Crystal Empire one last time.
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Are your chapters gonna keep getting shorter? I mean i like the artworks no problem but i would like the story to pick up the pace soon.
Uh oh, Candance and Shining better brace themselves, something far greater then that dark storm from season 6 is upon them...
I loved the last three chapters. The anticipation for the reactions of...everyone. Will be so bittersweet...
Brace yourself, empire of the north!
Darkness is coming...
See, now I'm stuck imagining something like a 'space' Godzilla under the empire that Sombra unknowly supercharges and either dies or gets the crap beaten out of him.
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But they may have a secret weapon...they had gone to Skull Island. They know of one who does not bow to anyone or anything. They know of one who has his own army of beasts.
They know of another King.
So it ends at the beginning. Like a circle, everything returns to the start. We're on a...
…okay, pretty sure I don’t need to say anything here. Just look at my comments in the previous handful (3-5) of chapters.
Oh, dear. Better move Flurry somewhere.
I just can't wait to see Sombra's plan blow up in his new face by Ghidorah, I would also say Godzilla but I would like to see the King of Terror show that pathetic self reclaimed false king who the real big bad is.
i wonder how godzilla is gonna play a role is this?
What if the King that fell wasn't the real Godzilla, but instead just... Zilla? That's all I'm holding onto at the moment cos as far as I'm aware Equestria don't got no nukes to charge him up with
Also if something happens to Flurry we riot. Just saying
I do wonder how the crystal heart will affect him. I’m sure it would still have some affect on him.
10900657 We're getting closer to the final battle, so chapters are gonna start getting longer.
10900676 The one who brings the storm.
10900687 Next chapter. Better prepare yourself.
10900708 Winter is coming...
10900712 lol you won't have to worry about that
10900751 Time to end it where it all began. Final battle, here we come!
10900958 They just forget her.
10900990 We shall see...
10901247 It's his story after all.
10901409 Don't count on that being Zilla lol. You'll see soon enough.
10901663 Against Kaiju Sombra?
Sombra’s wasting his time, Ghidorah is in a league of his own, especially with what the hydra’s true goal is, and the lengths he will achieve to get it…
Based on all his incarnations, I would argue that Ghidorah is the most powerful, if not one of, villains in existence. I wouldn’t find it too hard to imagine juggernauts like Galactus, Darkseid, & other ludicrously powerful villains consider Ghidorah a threat to their existence. Especially a sort of “Ultimate” Ghidorah who is a mashup of all his past incarnations, including the reality bending eldrich godlike thing from the Godzilla Earth films…
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Well I did say some. After all it was enough to break Sombra’s mind control of the ponies. Which would definitely be a problem for his kaiju soldiers.
Before I begin, warning that I’ll be in vacation for the next 2 weeks so no PC so extremely short, if any, comments from me, apologies for that !
Well that wasn’t too surprising but it’s still nice to see that both sides have their base camps set and that now it’s only a matter of time before they clash. Now the only questions left are:
Moth when ? Lizard resurrect when ? Lizard resurrect how ?
Which I’m sure all will be answered soon enough !
10902891 Against THAT Ghidorah?! Yeah, they'd have no chance...
10903276 And all indeed will be answered.
Things are about to be more dangerous, an army of ponies that are like ants to those titans and king Sombra in his titan form, it’s not a good odds. And things are about to be bad for our ponies friends there, and the crystal empire is about to be in chaos when they arrive. This is gonna be a problem. But wow, I hope the others could survive this.
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Never did like that series, not enough cool godzilla action and we never saw all of ghidorah.
Long Live The King.
I'm really and truly loving the consistency of your story!
That usurpers and false King shall clash and break the world beneath them or will the true king rise again
There is another phrase that comes to mind. "A king is nothing without his subjects". That describes Sombra perfectly in my opinion. He is dangerous because he relies on others to conquer everything for him. He's no true king, he steals every kingdom he claims to rule over. The Crystal Empire, Equestria, now the Titans.
He's basically just a child that expects everyone to do what he says, and steals his positions from others who truly deserve it.
"If the king doesn't lead, how can he expect his subordinates to follow?"