“So, you’re two-thousand years old?” Crystal awing at me alongside Angel

“Basically,” I bit my lip, “I’m sorry for not telling you before, Crystal, you as well, Angel….”

“No, we needed to hear it sooner or later, and now you’ve told us, so we can move one,” Angel smiled, pecking my cheek, as did Crystal.

“You’ll always be our little eon, Rick,” Crystal simpered as we glided into the castle my being in Necromancer armour, complete with the shadow-like dragon wings making it all-too easy.

“Chrysalis,” I nodded, quickly reverting to normal when I noticed her in the throne room alongside the princesses, Lulania, Faust, Firefly, Galaxia, Iris Harmony herself, Twilight, her friends, Shining Armour and Flash Sentry;

“It is a pleasure to see you, Rick,” Chrysalis teleported to my side, nuzzling into me, pecking my cheek, walking beside Crystal, Angel and I as we made our way toward the alicorns and the others.

“Rick, I assume you know why we’re here?” Faust beckoned me toward her; I smiled, walking closer to the group.

“If I’m honest, not really,” I blinked, “I take it that it’s important if the others are here though?”

“Direly so,” Firefly stepped forward, “knowledge of you’re saving of Equestria as we know it has spread like wildfire through neighbouring countries, so fast in fact, that we wish to knight you, as one, united, Equestria…”

-=-

“So, Sir Rick of Equestria?” Crystal beamed, “what do you plan to do now?”

“I think regaining the feeling in my lower half should come before anything else,” I grumbled, hovering beside Angel and Crystal.

“Let’s hope the news of your re-knighting doesn’t go too far…” Angel giggled with a sly wink.

“So long as I don’t get a ton of mail every day and they don’t post posters of me in the guards’ barracks for mares to draw not-so-subliminal messages on, I think we’ll be fine.” I laughed.

“You imagine for such a thing to happen?” Firefly chortled.

“You ponies seem to be capable of just about anything and everything,” I grinned, “so yes, yes I do.”

“Isn’t gurren Lagann also capable of that?” Blaze smirked.

“You won’t find a pony the size of the universe,” I raised an eyebrow.

“Nor will we find one made of spiral energy,” she folded her arms, tilting her head, “I wonder what that’d be like…” she stared toward me

I raised an eyebrow, “What?”

“You’re not going to create another artwork?” she grinned.

“Why would I?” I blinked, she nodded behind me;

Turning to face behind me I noticed a gryphon, a mildly sized dragon with crimson scales and horns with golden underbelly scales and eyes, a pair of large deer, one female and one stag with golden antlers, finally, a zebra emerged, with emerald eyes and a set of armlets and earrings.

I quickly reverted to human form once again as they, alongside the alicorns, formed a circled around me

“So, this is the human who wiped out our army!?” the gryphon scowled, her piercing gaze unwavering as she glared icily right at me, “you’re a freak!”

“I have to agree, a being so fragile, and so capacious -if anything, couldn’t have wiped out my people, reducing Zebrica to molten ash!” the zebra bellowed.

“If it’s a fight you want, if not war, declare it on me and me alone, leave Equestria out of it!” I exclaimed angrily, glowering toward the pair of them.

“Our fight was never with Equestria to begin with, Human;” the Gryphon snarled, “do you wish to come to Gryphus to face your punishment for your crimes, or do you truly wish to die here and now?”

“Or do you wish to journey with me back to Zebrica, where we shall have you return our country to its former glory?” the Zebra mare growled, should you choose otherwise, I shall ally what remains of our forces together, and war shall be waged like never before!”

“You’d wage war over a single person’s actions?” I scoffed, “how childish…”

“You dare defy me!?” the fem-gryphon aimed her weapon, an intricately carved-and-crafted crossbow, aiming it right at me.

“This should be interesting…” Blaze laughed as I was enveloped in the same-as-usual golden aura, complete with the golden dragon

“Tenkyu No Karyu,” I grinned.

“So you can summon a holographic projection, so what?” the gryphon spat, readying her crossbow, aiming for my head, pulling the trigger, only for the gem-tipped bolt to be caught by one of the dragons’ hands, thrown away like trash as the being discarded it with high abandon.

“Holographic projection..?”  I blinked “nay, magic.”

“It‘s fucking witchcraft..!” she boomed at the top of her lungs, “summoning a golden dragon, your form gaining a golden aura, your entire magical atmosphere’s been altered, just what the bucking hell are you!?”

“Demigod,” I beamed,” unless you wish for those ships you see in the sky to send your kingdom to oblivion, I suggest you aim that thing elsewhere…”

“You wouldn’t dare!?” she blared.

“You wish to bet on that?” I tutted,

“As you wish, freak…” she scowled, lowering her crossbow.

“Witchcraft..?” Blaze gasped, “I call racism!”

“I do not care for you pony friends, little one,” the she gazed upon the two of us with pure, unadulterated rage/fury in her eyes “I only came for one thing,” she pointed toward me with an accusing talon “I return to my kingdom with his head, and I’ll be living the highest life you can get in Gryphus for the rest of my days

“You’re here for revenge?” I blinked, the golden aura/dragon around me fading in an instant, “I’m sorry to say that neither that nor returning proof of my death will get you anywhere, Crystal Angel and Blaze here’d have you skinned alive in an instant.”

“You’ve a two-billion-bit bounty on your being, and I promised not to return empty handed!” she snapped.

“Well then,” I held my out at either side of me, “have at me.” She lunged at me alongside the Zebra, only for the both of them to be sent in the opposite direction by means of twin lavender beams of energy from the eons beside me.

“And people used to tell you to grow up!” Blaze patted the back of my head as she stood on my shoulder.

“Irony at its best, dear Sister,” I nodded.

“Forgive me for asking, but what is that strange device on your arm?” the female deer pointed toward my Pipbuck.

“It’s a reminder of what I’ve yet to do, yet need to,” I smiled.

“I only asked because my kind value technology above all else.” she smiled, “Tell me, how was it made?”

“It’s a mixture of magic and technology,” I simpered.

“Interesting, perhaps you’d be interested in sending us the schematics to create such an item?”

“I might be able to, depending on what you need,” I nodded.

“Very well then,” she nodded in return “you shall send us schematics, and we’ll pay you in kind with whatever you need, Rick.”

“As you wish,” I quickly bowed.

“I see you have manners, that at least, is a gift,” the stag smirked.

“Oh dear,” Blaze quickly covered her mouth with a paw

“Implied racism?” I frowned.

“Not at all, I was only going to say what you could do, given the situation,” she winked with a sly grin.

“So, what brings you here, if I may ask?” I turned to the dragon, ignoring Blaze’s implications

“I’m here for one thing,” the dragon smiled, “Grandoa and Igneel send their regards, wayward Drake.”

“You know Igneel?” I stared at him, completely awestruck.

“What dragon doesn’t know their king of flame?” he laughed.

“Tell me, does he talk of another human often?” I tilted my head slightly

“Not often, but he mentions a son of his, that of which he- no, which I claim to be human,” he beamed.

“I thought you’d be bigger…” Blaze mumbled.

“That’s one of my abilities with dragon magic,” he grinned. “I am able to change my shape, form and size at will.”

“You know the town down the mountain from here?” I smirked.

“I know of Ponyville, what of it?” he grumbled.

“Guess who’s there…?” I flashed my eyebrows at him.

“Natsu..?” he stared at me in apparent awe;

I nodded “And he’s been waiting for you for a while, Igneel.”

“I’ll see what I can do about that, Son of Crystagia,” he grinned.

-=-=-

“So, that happened…” Blaze whistled as the chariots flew into the horizon alongside Igneel and the gryphon.

“So it did, Blaze, so it did,” I hummed.

“So, does this mean we’re going to war?” she glanced toward me.

“Have you ever seen the Halo Legends episode title ‘The Duel’?” I grinned.

“No…” she gaped, “no, you wouldn’t…!”

“Wanna bet?” I snorted, grinning from ear to ear as u hovered on the balcony alongside the others.

“That being said, seeing as it’s you, Brother, I suppose anything’s possible…” she laughed.

“Quite so,” Iris and Galaxia shared a giggle.

“To be irreplaceable, one must first be different,” Snowdrop chimed, glancing toward Celestia, “how different would you say Daddy is?”

“Quite different, Snowdrop,” Celestia nickered, “quite different indeed.”

“Just what in the hell have you been teaching her anyways?” Blaze gaped, staring at me in quite visible horror.

“Nothing too important,” I winked.

“Such as..?” she beamed.

“Barely anything, what she learns, she does so from her own sources, not mine,” I smiled.

“Oh really,” she smirked, “and what if that source happened to be your laptop?”

“I have restrictions on it for a reason you know,” I rolled my eyes, “you think too little of me, Dear Sister.”

“No, I think about the harm that letting a filly on the internet could bring to her,” Blaze frowned.

“I’m fine Aunty,” Snowdrop giggled, lying atop my head with a smile, “Daddy knows what is and isn’t safe for me, and can act accordingly to prevent anything bad happening to me.”

“Such a strange family…” Blaze and Autumn Heart sighed in almost-perfect unison.

“Excuse me..?”

As we turned, I noticed a perfect/snow-white Earth-Pony mare with a reddish-burgundy mane and tail with a green tail-tip and emerald eyes, carrying an easel, a set of paintbrushes and a set of sheets of paper

“May I paint here?” she bit her lip

“Sure,” I smiled, blinking “oh, that reminds me,” I quickly reverted to human form, placing my rucksack on the ground as I changed back, retrieving the latest set of artworks, levitating them over to Celestia.

“You do art?” the mare blinked, gazing at me from head to tail-tip, “what type do you prefer?”

All eyes were now on me as I smirked, “I don’t mind really, I’m impartial to most types. Might I ask your name…?”

“Palette Swap,” she held out a hoof, which I shook, “you needn’t tell me your name, Rick; I know all about you, you’re magic, your abilities, your personality; all of it.” Palette’s face was a deep crimson colour as she hid the lower half of her face with a hoof

“Fangirl much..?” Blaze laughed as Palette Swap handed me several rolled up canvases, pecking my cheek as she did so; setting up the easel on the balcony, bringing a paint wheel from her saddlebags, winking at me as she began to paint, with her tail, rather than an actual brush…

“That’s an interesting way of painting,” Blaze smirked at me, glancing toward Palette Swap with a grin.

“I’ve always used my tail as a makeshift brush, as it’s easier than using my hoof or mouth with an actual brush,” Palette Swap smiled,

“Eh, if you’ve got it, why not use it?” she shrugged.

“Taken out of context, that’d sound rather awkward, Blaze,” I raised an eyebrow.

“So it would,” Palette Swap nickered rather light-heartedly.

After around an hour, her painting was more-or-less finished.

“There we go,” Palette Swap exclaimed with joy, showing me the painting

“What’s..?” I gestured toward what looked like a small eon in the centre of the portrait; that of which was a painted replica of the horizon, looking toward the horizon; I saw just that, a small eon, beaming at me with tears streaming down her face

“Daddy!” the latias cheered, ramming headlong into me as Snowdrop landed gracefully on Celestia’s back “I missed you Daddy!” the eon exclaimed with glee, nuzzling into me as Crystal hovered beside me, “you as well Mommy!”

“It’s grand to see you as well, Valkyrie,” I smiled, pecking the eon on the forehead as she climbed onto my back, placing her head upon my own, beaming as she did so, glancing toward her thereafter “how’ve you been?”

“Ruby’s been looking after me and Flora ever since she was born, she’s like my aunty!” Valkyrie gleamed, “And Blue Bolt finally convinced Lyra to let me through the gateway, thus, bringing me here, to you..!”

“And I’m glad for it,” Crystal and I smiled, “I’m not sure if I can go on without knowing whether or not my little Valkyrie’s safe… especially not for this long…”

“I love you Daddy, you too Mommy,” Valkyrie giggled, hovering somewhat cosily between us, nuzzling into the both of us with a light hum.

“And we love you, Val, and we always will,” Crystal simpered, draping a wing around the little demigod.

“How long have you had her?” Twilight glowered at me.

“I don’t see why you’re complaining about both it and me whilst asking me,” I scoffed.

“Because I…” she glanced toward Crystal, then toward Valkyrie, who waved with a light grin, she waved back, turning and walking away.

“You’ve quite a bit of history with her then?” Crystal frowned.

“I’d rather not talk about it…” I avoided her gaze as best I could

“It happened again didn’t it, what happened with your Ex I mean…?” she bit her lip, I nodded, “that little bitch-!” I quickly covered Valkyrie’s ears, she sighed with relief, “thanks.”

“Don’t mention it,” I smirked.

“So, what#’#re we gonna do about it?” she cracked her claws

“About what?” I blinked.

“Her,” she snapped, “Nobody gets to treat my little eon with that sort of crap twice and live.”

“It happened, and I don’t care, because he who else is involved in this is, shall we say, Out of Commission’?” I grinned.

“So, you were cheated on?” she snarled, eyes ablaze with only the greatest amounts of fury/rage, I nodded.

Crystal almost teleported away with the speed she travelled, soaring down the corridor after the lavender mare.

“She’s dead.” I laughed.

“Explain,” Celestia’s eyes narrowed.

“I wouldn’t fight Crystal, not only because she’s a lady, but because she’s stronger than I am or ever will be, be it in magic, physical strength or otherwise,” I grinned.

“There’s no way…!” Rainbow Dash gaped.

“You’d be surprised what she can do when she’s in the mood,” I rolled my eyes as the ground quaked, and I heard glass shatter along with what sounded to be a plasma-based weapon firing, “and that’s endgame.”

-=-

When we got to Crystal, she was panting for breath, beaming from ear to ear with a malevolent grin, wide eyes and blood-stained claws

“Mommy..?” Valkyrie gasped;

Crystal spun around; gazing at me with a worried look, “I hope I didn’t go overboard, my love…” she nuzzled into me, draping her arms around me, placing her lips on my own.

“This is me you’re dealing with, there’s no such thing as ‘overkill,’” I winked as she let me go, Valkyrie once again climbing onto my back.

“Where’s Twilight…?” Applejack glanced toward a nearby window, which was all-but shattered with blood leaking from the cracked edges…

“You piss around with my family, and this is what happens,” Crystal gestured around the immediate area; I quickly covered Valkyrie’s ears again.

“You murdered my student?” Celestia boomed.

“You’re so-called ‘student’ just repeated what you did not three-hundred years ago,” Crystal bellowed at the top of her lungs, “so I guess it’s true what they say, if there’s something wrong with the bitch there’s going to be something wrong with the pup! I hope you’re fucking happy, Princess! Because of you, my little Eon has to suffer again!”

“I didn’t think..!” Celestia began.

“No shit, Sherlock!” Crystal blared “do you ponies ever think about someone other than yourselves, or is it just hot air and arrogance lodged in with that shit-pile in your skull you claim is a brain?” she continued, now completely irate, “and don’t think of trying to apologizing, the either of you, Rick’s been through enough without scum like you buggering his life up as is, and then you go and do all of that, who the fucking hell do you think you are!?”

“Mommy…” Valkyrie whimpered.

“What is it dear…?” Crystal’s mood changed from one of unadulterated anger to one of worry within an instant.

“I’m scared…” Valkyrie shuddered.

“Please, don’t be scared, I didn’t want to resort to yelling, truly, please forgive me…”

=-=

“Can you believe she wanted a foal with me?” I glanced toward Crystal as my family, friends and I walked/glided through the castle.

“Who, Celestia,” Crystal glared icily toward me, I nodded, “So, she broke you and we-know-who up, and then tried to basically seduce you into a relationship?”

“That’s one way of saying it, yes,” I nodded.

“That little scum-ball’s harder to believe than a flying Dunsparce!” she growled.

“So, first it was me who railed at her, then you,” Blaze grinned, “I wonder who’s next…”

“Hopefully not me,” I mumbled,

“Trust me, Brother; it’s better to get it out than to keep it in,” she smirked.

“To each their own… I suppose,” I shrugged.

“You could be scum of the earth and still be a better demigod than her,” Crystal pecked my cheek, nuzzling into my side as we journeyed home, “because you’ve a lot of things they don’t have, or can’t even so much as begin to comprehend, my little Eon.” she smiled,

“You’ve got ambition, a heart, mind and soul, and you’ve got balls, both physically and figuratively,” she winked, “and you’ve got a will to continue even further than the point most people I used to know would’ve given up, quit, or otherwise. You’re a special eon, you’re my eon, Rick, and I intend to keep you until the end of our days, if you’ll have me, that is.”

“Of course I will, my little Gem,” I smiled, pecking her on the lips, leaning into her side as Valkyrie hopped from my back to Crystal’s.

“And can you believe that one of rick’s so-called ‘friends’ worships that little lavender mare like that of a god?” Blaze snarled.

“No..!” Crystal gaped;

I nodded; “It’s true, he compares Twilight, or at least, he worships her almost religiously as if she were born anew as the divine creator, and it’s up to my sister and I to prove him otherwise.”

“How arrogant,” she spat

“He’s a ‘normal’ human, what do you expect?” I used air quotes as I snorted, “If he were American I’d have to give him credit for his arrogance and stupidity, sadly, that isn’t the case…”

“Don’t we know someone who can reset the entire digital world, and then bend it to their will?” Blaze smirked.

“That we do, Blaze, old Omnimon-X, if I recall,” I grinned, “he who surveys all that he sees in the Digital World, keeping an ever-vigilant gaze over his subjects like a true king, not like any princess here, save Luna.”

“And didn’t Natsu and Laxus each beat a ‘God-Slayer’ of their respective elements?” she gleamed.

“So they did,” I nodded as we entered the dining hall, “Zancrow and Orga respectively… But you have to remember, Laxus, the Fairy Tail Guild’s local Lightning Dragon-Slayer, beat one of the ten wizard saints, Jura, to be exact, as well as Orga, almost simultaneously so.”

“How many dragon slayers does the guild have?” Crystal and I took our places around the table as ponies began to filter into the room

“There’s me, Natsu, Gajeel, Laxus, Wendy, Possibly Ilona and Winter Bell,” I shrugged as the Princesses and the other alicorns, save Twilight, teleported into the room beside Twilight’s friends, each of Twilights friends glaring at me beside Celestia

“Define ‘Possibly,’” she raised an eyebrow

“It depends on if Dragon-Slayer magic can be passed on genetically or not, if it can; the Guild’s going to have a field day,” I laughed.

“So they are,” she giggled, “but they’re not the only ones, remember?”

“Ah yes, we’ve also got you and Aero,” I chuckled, “how did I forget our wayward-eon friend?”

“He’s you’re brother-in-law, you tell me,” she smirked, “on an unrelated note, what would it be like if you fought without holding back?”

“Do you want all of Equestria to be reduced to mere molten ash?” I raised an eyebrow.

“Touché,” she giggled, “so, what’s your latest ability with dragon slayer magic?”

“Magma,” I deadpanned.

Crystal whistled; “I’m guessing you got it via anger and emotion?”

I nodded, “quite so.”

--

“So, what’s this I hear about you giving someone a nosebleed?” Crystal patted my back with an ‘approving’ wing, pecking my cheek also.

“You mean that twig I broke last year?” I scoffed “child’s play, really.”

“That ‘twig’ probably got an embolism to what little brains he had left, I wouldn’t be surprised if he’d six-feet-under by now!” she chortled.

“Probably, I mean, I’ve no idea how much reinforcement a being or a limb can get from using Haki, both in offence and defence,” I shrugged.

“And we still haven’t figured out who ‘Paper Sky’ is, have we Brother?” Blaze gave an agitated sigh.

“I don’t really care, I mean, what can a pony do to a dragon slayer, let alone a Dragon-God-Slayer?” I rolled my eyes.

“Touché,” she laughed.

“Oh yeah, Crystagia’s a Dragon-God,” she slowly nodded.

“And a fool,” Celestia mumbled.

“At least she, Edward and Lily are decent parents, I couldn’t really ask for better,” I snapped, “let me rephrase that, I could, but I don’t want to end up like you, selfish, pathetic, arrogant, and not to mention spineless.”

“You don’t have an actual spine,” Rarity scowled.

“I do, it’s just made of titanium polycarbonate-alloy,” I grinned.

“Wastelands..?” Crystal bit her lip, I nodded, “Honestly Rick, what am I to do with you?”

“I’ve a few ideas, but most of them aren’t even legal,” Blaze burst into a fit of laughter.

“Why aren’t we surprised?” Crystal and I shared a laugh.

“And thus returns me to our original conversation, with the whole ‘God-Worship’ thing,” Blaze smirked.

“Being worshipped as a god does not make you a god, Blaze,” I gave a sly grin, “it’s a shame a certain few people I know don’t seem to understand that.”

“Or if she can survive against you for anything more than five minutes with you using your Necromancer armour,”

“Given what I could do with that armour, or rather, what I can do, I wouldn’t give her half a minute Dear Sister, let alone five,” I gently bumped my fist against her paw.

“Or last in the wastes for anything longer than ten seconds flat without having a mental breakdown and/or aneurysm,” she winked.

“I‘ll give it two –point two-recurring,” I beamed, “the place of which alters your morals on what might be considered ‘right’ or ‘wrong’ elsewhere, changes them in the favour for your own survival above all else.”

“Thus exists the wastelands,” she hummed, “it’s a wonder we got out alive, let alone in one piece, and by ‘we,’ I mean ‘you.’”

“I’ll take that one with a minute amount of Pride, Blaze,” I glimmered.

“Careful Brother, you may end up like them,” she warned me with a light chortle.

“That’s Autumn Heart you’re talking about as well as my family you know?” I frowned.

“I wasn’t talking about any of them,” she held her paws defensively.

“Fair enough,” I nodded…

=-=-=

It took a few years, but Twilight was eventually allowed freedom from the hospital, not that I was bothered by any of it, but I had better things to do, because in the meanwhile that she’d been hospitalized, I’d successfully recruited Winter Bell and Ilona into the ‘Fairy Tail’ guild;

“So, we’ve a pony and an eon in the guild?” Grey blinked, standing beside Natsu and Erza;

I nodded, “both of them are Dragon Slayers,” all eyes were now on Ilona and Winter Bell as they hovered beside me before the guild hall burst into cheering and laughter

“So, which generation are you?” Erza glanced toward Ilona;

“I’m a Fourth-Gen,” Ilona smiled, “I got my magic from neither a dragon nor a gem, but rather, inherently, as did Winter Bell.”

“A new generation…”she smiled, “congratulations on joining the guild, Ilona.”

“Thank you, Lady Erza,” Ilona quickly bowed.

“I see you’ve your father’s mannerisms,” Erza laughed, “tell em, what element are you?”

“I’m a combination of Light and fire, whereas my sister here is a hybrid of shadow and fire,” Ilona gestured to herself with a dainty claw, and then toward Winter Bell, who gleamed toward the ‘Wizard-In-Armour.’

“Light and fire; both at once…?” Makarov stood beside Erza and the others, “then we’re to assume that the Fourth-Gen, that of whom, gain their powers inherently, are able to possess more than a single element?” he glanced toward me.

“So it would seem,” I draped a wing around both Winter Bell and Ilona, “but then, Natsu and I have ‘Lightning-Flame-Dragon Mode,’ and Gajeel has -Iron-Shadow-Dragon Mode,’ so maybe it’s not just them?”

“An interesting point, Rick,” he smiled, “I’ll talk it over with the magic council, thank the great divine that we’ve still got a link to them, if only with thought-projection.”

“So we have,” I grinned.

-=-=-

“You didn’t tell them about your new, magmatic abilities, Brother?” Blaze sat upon my head with a wide grin as I hovered with Crystal and Angel By my side and Valkyrie upon my back;

Glancing behind me, I saw Natsu, Erza, Grey, Wendy and Lyra, the former of whom had Amber Note perched atop his head.

“What does she mean?” Erza blinked.

“I have new abilities with my dragon slayer magic,” I smiled, fists blazing, the fire of which liquefied, morphing into magma

“And that’s not counting your ‘Third-Stage’ dragon slayer mode!” Blaze exclaimed with laughter.

“You’ve another new form?” Grey smirked, “how many do you have?”

“More than I’d care to count,” I rolled my eyes.

“So, Season-4 ‘Finale;’ what’re your opinions?” Blaze patted my ear somewhat affectionately.

“It’s just a huge cliché build-up with a Dragonball-Z-Esque ending, so what?” I shrugged, “I think it’s about time Hasbro did, or at least tried, something original, other than hanging from the ‘split-ends’ off other peoples work.”

“And what of your character?” she flinched, biting her lip.

“I’ve a whole and/or literal Eon of history in me, if they try to alter that, or try to use it for their own selfish gain, heads are gonna roll,” I scowled.

“They’re going to anyway though, probably,” she gave a forlorn sigh.

“I wonder if that little purple gecko that hangs around with Twilight has the attention of Rarity yet?” Crystal and Angel shared a giggle.

“It’d be like breeding a bird with a fish, can you imagine the offspring?” I laughed.

“I really didn’t need that mental image,” Crystal and Blaze shuddered, looking rather pale in the process. “Meh, it’s not like the two of them are together or anything, is it?” she blinked.

“It’s not that important anyways,” I shrugged, “besides, the only fun we’re bound to have around here nowadays is the ever-increasing threat of war.” “

“What happened?” Grey raised an eyebrow.

“Basically, there was a war between the dragons and the attacking gryphons, the surviving Gryphons want a war against me, as a Dragon Slayer, for being the one to literally decapitate their emperor,” I explained.

(+)--===--(+)

I stood on the border of the dragon’s home country, an army of irate Zebra’s and gryphons stood opposite me as I stood beside the princesses, Twilight, her friends, Spike, Faust and the others alongside my friends and family, Crystal, Angel, Ilona and Valkyrie included.

“Not bad, we might actually have a challenge on our hands here Blaze,” I smirked, standing in Alphamon form with an invisible grin.

“And should you get hurt, or worse, what then?” Autumn Heart stepped forward, leaning into me

“My armour in this form is composed of Chrome-Digizoid, ain’t nothin gonna break it, let alone leave so, much as a scratch upon my being,” I fragilely ran my fingers through her mane, reverting to human form.

“Long range, Blaze, or short range…?” I beamed almost sadistically.

“How about both?” she grinned.

“Fair do’s,” I grinned, in haling copious amounts of air, corking both thumbs, exhaling into them, flying into the air, launching myself toward the now-approaching army, focusing ridiculous amounts of Spiral energy into my arms, that of which began titanic drills, launching them forward with Gatling-Like punches, all but decimating the army, both land-and-air-based.

-=-=-=-

“How did you do that?” Twilight gaped, awing at me.

“A combination of my rubber physiology and Magic-turned-Spiral Energy,” I grinned, “maybe now a friend of mine will stop comparing a certain character to a god.”

“Rick, why’re you… Y’know?” Crystal gestured to my now-shrunken form.

“Don’t ask, please,” I mumbled, my size suddenly exploding as my form returned to normal.

“Well, that was short-lived,” Blaze laughed.

So it was,” I rolled my eyes, turning to the mildly uninhabited battlefield, now with only a few, wounded survivors.

“So, are you gonna do it?” Angel nodded toward the few survivors who were huddled together, awing at me in quite visible horror, “Are you going to prove to them that you’re a monster?”

“And give a few ponies what they want?” I spat, “why should I lower myself to do such a thing?” I clenched my fists, “no, they may live to see another day, if only to tell their descendants of their failure.”

“Giga-Drill-Gatling, then,” Blaze smirked, leaping to the floor, changing to her Typhlosion form mid-jump, allowing Honey Heart, Snowdrop and Winter Bell to perch themselves upon my head and shoulders respectively.

“So it’d seem….”

(==)-(+)-(==)

When I/we got back, there was a large party that been set up at an unknown time, complete with a crowd -that of which was no-doubt composed of everyone in Ponyville, that of which I ignore, instead, however I opted to unlock the front door of the house, walk into the landing/porch, hang my jacket up on the rack, and then proceed into the music room, bring out my violin with Grace retrieving her cello, and the two of us played in silence…

=-=-=

“Rick?”

I looked up toward the doorway; Autumn Heart was stood beside Twilight and Crystal, who kept frowning at the lavender mare with an icy glare.

“Can I help you, Autumn Heart?” I gave a faint grin.

“You seem troubled,” Was all she said.

“More-or-less obliterating two countries’ armies at once will do that for an eon,” I mumbled, “they wanted war, so that’s what I gave them, and now they’ve little in the ways of defence, let alone retaliation, should something or someone choose to attack either of them.”

“You’ve been played,” Crystal scowled.

“Damn…” Blaze mumbled.

“Rick,” Twilight stepped forward, Crystal scowled at her as she placed a gentle hoof on my leg, “I just wanted to say, I’m sorry for anything I might’ve done to upset you, and I didn’t know that being with him would cause you to act so drastically, can you ever forgive me?”

“I don’t know,” I bit my lip, “give it a few days, Sparky…”

“Ok,” she nodded, then turned and removed herself forthwith from the premises, I quickly followed, Autumn Heart and crystal venturing beside me as I stood on the front lawn, Twilight and her friends standing between myself and the large crowd, Princesses, alicorns, Firefly and Co. Included.

“So, what other armours do you have?” Crystal nudged my arm with a fragile hand.

“Paladin, Death-knight, Technomancer, Dragon-Lord, Dragon-Knight, and Shadow armour, among others,” I gave a light/short hum, sitting on the front porch, draping my wings around Snowdrop and the others as they nuzzled into me.

“Paladin,” she smirked.

“It’s not what you think, believe me,” I mumbled with a light frown.

“So, no robes, just cold, hard steel?” she grinned.

“Essentially,” I shrugged.

“So, why is one of your ‘Next-of-Kin,’ so to speak, a bat-pony?” she nodded toward Gracy Gloom.

“The correct term is Thestral, Crystal,” I rolled my eyes, gently running my hand through the bat-pony’s mane, “Calling them a ‘Bat-Pony,’ counts as borderline-racism, my little Gem.”

“How’d you figure that out?” she beamed with a sly grin.

“My magical ability of being a carbon/water/oxygen based life-form that nobody ever listens to?” I tilted my head.

“We listen to you Daddy,” Snowdrop, Gracy Gloom, Scootaloo, Winter Bell and Honey Herat chimed in angelic unison.

“As do I,” Crystal folded her arms, smirking.

“Alright, in was having a joke, but if you want to be pedantic about it, no ice cream for a week,” I “smiled.

“What..?” the five fillies gasped, staring at me in a mix of horror and frustration, “please don’t do that Daddy!” Honey Heart gave me her best ‘Puppy-Dog’ eyes.

“What do we say when we want something?” I raised an eyebrow.

“Please may we have some ice cream?” the five foals sat in an arc around me, smiling with apparent wonder.

“I trust you’ll know where to find it?” I simpered; all five of them hurried into the kitchen, Autumn Heart quickly followed them.

“You spoil them, you know that?” Blaze grinned.

“Considering you two are now Aunts, I can accept that,” I laughed.

“I can accept being an Aunt,” Crystal smiled as Ilona and Valkyrie landed either side of me, leaning into me, “besides; I’m a mother of two-and/or-seven, as you are a father of the same beings, Rick, you are my little Eon, after all…”

“By the way,” she glanced to the area beside me on the front lawn, “what’s with the boxes?”

“Mementos, so to speak,” I tilted my head, if only a little.

“Rick, they’re cards, sure they may have sentimental value, but anything else?” Blazed shrugged

“Says you,” I frowned.

“So, how do you play?” Crystal opened one of the boxes as I moved, standing beside her and Blaze.

“I could probably teach you if you wanted,” I smiled.

“That’d be nice,” she winked, pecking my cheek.

-=-

“So, how many cards do you think you have, in total?” the scarlet/snow-white eon leant into me as I sat on the front lawn with the laptop, Snowdrop and the others sat beside me, each eating a half-melted bowl of ice cream.

“Well, it’s all worth at least a few-hundred quid anyways,” I tutted, “there’s an average of five-to-nine cards per back, depending on release date, so that, multiplied by the amount of packs in each box…”

“And even further multiplied by the amount of boxes,” she stared at me; then glanced toward the boxes, “that’s a lot of cards, how did you say you got these again?”

“I found the boxes in the basement,” I smiled, “unpacked a few cards, which’re now in my room.”

“A few?” she grinned,

“Just a few packs, no more and no less,”

“So, what decks do the two of you specialize in?” she giggled.

“I deal with dragons, Blaze handles the fire-attributes, mostly Pyro’s,” I smirked.

“That grin of yours tells me that you’ve gone and done something insane,” she laughed.

“Twilight watched us play a few games, and thus, became curious as to what it was that we were doing, and in the end, I taught her the game, and she got a spellcaster deck,” I rolled my eyes.

“But Brother knows a few OTK’s, so it’s even,” Blaze gleamed.

“‘OTK’..?” Crystal raised a smug eyebrow.

“One-turn-kill,” I began “it’s usually for those who have somewhat specialized decks who don’t want the game to go on forever.”

“So, am I to take this as an apology?”

I glanced toward where Twilight and her friends were stood; Celestia was positioned at the front, holding a card with a long letter hovering beside it in her magic, eyebrow raised toward me.

“You had to choose that card for such an apology?” Blaze stared at me, beaming from ear to ear.

“I don’t see anyone else complaining,” I shrugged, glancing toward the icy-blue filly sat beside me; “Thank you for delivering that, Snowdrop.”

“You’re welcome Daddy,” Snowdrop giggled.

“I am to be compared to that of an angel then, Rick?” Celestia smiled, sitting opposite Crystal, changing to her anthro form

“Go on Brother; do it,” Blaze grinned.

“I may’ve said that I’ve found a piece of heaven in you Cellsy, now I guess we’ve managed to prove it,” I draped a wing around the solar goddess.

“And I’ve found my Herald, Knight and Guardian,” she cooed, placing her head on my shoulder, leaning into me.

“So, what else have we missed out on?” Angel smiled.

“Well, Luna went overkill and gave Rick a strip-tease, so there’s one thing,” Blaze shrugged.

“She did what!?” Crystal gawked at me, wide-eyed and slack-jawed.

“I dread to think what else she was planning to do…” Blaze mumbled.

“As do I,” Crystal smirked, “How do you do it?”

“Do what?” I blinked.

“Never mind…” she laughed. “So, who else have you sent one of those cards to?”

“How about forty,” I grinned, “‘Majestic star Dragon,’ Shooting Star dragon, and one Stardust Dragon along with a Majestic Dragon and the rest of the star-based deck.”

“You gave Luna a Stardust deck?” Blaze gaped.

“Alongside the strongest card from said deck,” I rolled a hand, grinning from ear to ear.

“You gave her a shooting Quasar Dragon?” her jaw hit the grass-laden earth, “are you insane!?”

“I think we already established that two-centuries ago, Blaze,” I laughed.

“I don’t get it, what’s the big deal?” Crystal blinked.

“Shooting Quasar Dragon is one of the five strongest synchro monsters in the game, alongside Malefic paradox dragon, Odin; Father of the Aesir, T.G. Halberd Cannon, and Red Nova Dragon,” Blaze exclaimed with a scowled, almost glaring at me.

“I think you’ll find that there’re much stronger cards in the game, Blaze,” I beamed.

“Like what?” she almost-snapped.

“The Five-Head Dragon, the wicked gods, the Egyptian gods, the Tyrant Neptune, Gandora, Heart-Earth, Heart Earth Dragon, Heart earth-Chaos dragon, No-Ci-1000, the sacred beats, Rainbow Dragon, Rainbow Dark Dragon, Rainbow Neos, Divine Neos, Chimera-tech over-dragon, Yubel, and all the others that I’m not going to bother mentioning,” I lectured.

“And you’ve got all of those?” she frowned.

“Not yet, but here’s hoping anyway,” I chortled.

“Rick, the names you just mentioned are that of some of the rarest cards in the game, how in the heck do you hope to get one from the supply we have?” she raised a smug eyebrow.

-==-

“You called me here for something?” Celestia stood with me on the balcony, alone…

“I…” I bit my lip, mumbling almost incoherently, “I wanted….” I quickly shook my head, draping my wings and arms around her, embracing her tightly, “I wanted to apologize…”

“Don’t feel sorry, Rick,” Celestia changed to her anthro form, placing her hands on my shoulders, placing me before her, smiling, “I was wrong to take advantage of you whilst you were still redeveloping all those years ago, and as such, it should be me apologizing, and again for Paper Sky,” she added, pecking my cheek.

“I’ve had a word or two with Paper Sky, and he understands, heartbroken as he is, he’ll not deny either of us the chance of love.” Celestia beamed. “So, it is my turn to ask something of you, young eon.”

“Ask away, Princess, I bowed before the solar alicorn.

“Will you allow me to coronate you as king?” she levitated me onto my feet; “for all that you’ve endured, for all that you’ve had to have sacrificed, I’d like the chance for Equestria to be put back to its rightful place.

“With all due respect, I’ve a family to look after, being a ruler’s only going to put pressure on that, Taiyo Fujin,” I quickly bowed, again, “I’ll be a prince, but no more than that,”

“I’ll agree, but only on one condition,” she smirked.

“By all means, Lady Celestia,” I nodded, gleaming.

“You get to be a prince, but you have to go through what nopony else has,” she grinned, magicking a ball-gag, length of rope and a large vibrator into the room.

“Oh hell no…” I grumbled.

“I didn’t say they were for me….”

=--=

“So, have fun?” Blaze smirked as I stood in what appeared to be a gymnasium.

“Eh, I can’t complain,” I shrugged as I jabbed at the punching back, leaning in and elbowing the equipment with a Haki-Armoured arm.

“How long are we to remain here?” she grinned

“Not much longer, Blaze,” I beamed, initiating ‘Dragon Force,’ rearing back an arm and sending the punching bag flying into the far wall, causing an eruption of sand to burst forth from the leather apparatus.

“So, about that twig,” Crystal gave a sly grin as we walked with Twilight and her friends to the throne room, eventually winding in the great chamber alongside my friends and family, “how’d you do it?”

“Well, it didn’t take that much effort, if any at all,” I hummed, “A bit of defence-based Haki here, a few roundhouse kicks to the jaw there, it’s just a fight, nothing more and nothing less.”

“Brother,” Blaze pointed to my hands, looking toward them, I noticed that they were bleeding slightly,

“Eh, compared to what I have been through, this isn’t much,” I shrugged, “

“So it is, but still, you should at least do something about it,” she leapt onto my shoulder.

“Nah,” I laughed, “let the air get to it so it’ll scab, and eventually heal.”

“Well, I suppose there is the part where you didn’t use ‘Gear Second’ against that measly human, so there’s always that,” she chortled.

“Blaze, I don’t think the head of the college would appreciate it all that much if I were to coat the walls with his entrails,” I guffawed, “oh well, food for thought.”

“You sound like a mass murderer talking like that,” Crystal giggled with a light grin.

“And here I was hoping to be different from the rest of humanity,” I rolled my eyes.

“You are, you’ve got the DNA of almost every sentient species in the universe implanted into you, remember?” she gave my shoulder a light jab, “you’ll always be my little eon, Rick, never forget that.”

“I prefer the term’ ‘Biomechanical Entity,’” I grinned; “besides, if I needed to dispose of said trash, I could always use the Hawk Rifle.”

“So you could,” Celestia raised an eyebrow, sat upon her throne in her anthro form, complete with her gala dress “is there a reason why you’re wounded?”

“Practice,” I winked.

“So I see,” she nickered, “And what brings you to my castle this time?”

“I’m here to surrender my title, both as a possible ‘Prince,’ and that of a knight…” I declared with a light frown “…to Equestria.”

“What do you wish to happen then?” she giggled.

“I’d like to be a Knight, but not just to Equestria,” I began “I’d also like to be knighted in your honour, and that of the other goddesses of Equis, and Crystagia also,” I added, biting my lip, “and for my title as a prince to be redacted, Your Majesty.”

“Then so be it,” she beamed, “from this day on you shall be a knight of Equestria and all the gods of Equis, to serve and fight in their honour, and mine.”

“Thank you, your majesty,” I quickly bowed.

She stood up from her throne, walking toward me with a smile, standing before me, “change to your eon form,” she glimmered, I did just that, changing to my eon form as  Blaze leapt safely to the floor, she climbed onto my back, “now, I don’t suppose you’d mind me riding you like this?”

“Not at all, your majesty,” I smiled, flying from the throne room to her room, lowering myself to the floor once inside,

“You may leave, Sir Rick, or you may stay, I could always use your company,” she patted the spot beside her as she sat on the bed.

I quickly lay in an arc around her on the bed, “There’s a good eon, my little Sunshine,” she gently scratched me behind the ears, which I leant into, “tell me; would you like to stay the night?”

“With all due respect Princess, I’ve a family to look after,” I flinched a little.

“Don’t worry, I won’t keep you here long, she smiled, gesturing for me to sit up, I did, our eyes locking, her Pinkish-Magenta eyes meeting my dark/poison green ones, “ so, what do you wish to do now?”

“What do you wish to happen, your majesty?” I smiled ever-so faintly

“Always the charmer,” she giggled, pecking the tip of my nose, winking at me afterward, “there’s many a mare in Equestria who’d want to have a stallion like you, Rick, I hope you realize that.”

“Why have them when I have Autumn Heart?” I tilted my head, “and of course that’s not counting Littlepip, Velvet Remedy and Blackjack, your majesty.”

“Please, call me Celestia,” she draped a wing around gently scratching under my chin; I collapsed, falling to her side with a dreamy expression, “it appears that we’ve found a weak point, my little Eon.”

“As you say, Celestia,” I simpered.

---

“So, what happened?” Crystal hovered beside me with a sly grin.

“Nothing important, my little gem” I raised an eyebrow.

“Says you…!” she laughed quietly

“Quite so,” I smirked as we hovered outside Celestia’s bedroom window, guitar in-hand.

-=-=-

“You did it again?” Twilight blinked.

“And why not?” I smiled, “I love her, and would do anything for her, so why not?”

“You woke her with a love song,” Blaze raised an eyebrow, “not for the first time either, might I add?”

“You did what now?” Natsu, Erza, Grey and Wendy glanced toward me, everyone, sans Wendy, grinning with a sly smirk

“Don’t judge me,” I grinned.

“I wasn’t going to,” Erza smiled, “which song was it anyway? Was it ‘Your Guardian Angel;’ or something else?”

“No, that’s the one,” I beamed, just as Snowdrop leapt onto my head, pecking one of my horns, nuzzling into me.

“I love you Daddy,” Snowdrop giggled, moving to my shoulder, leaning into me, “can you sing my song?”

“You cannot see

but your heart is pure

I know you feel trapped

In a dark world

Some brush you off

and call you weak

but your name is snowdrop

and one day they'll see

If you hold fast and stand strong you'll discover who you are

If you listen to the world at night you can hear the twinkling stars

If you use love to guide your heart you are bound to go far

You have the power to change the world being uniquely who you are

If you hold fast and stand strong you'll discover who you are

If you listen to the world at night you can hear the twinkling stars

If you use love to guide your heart you are bound to go far

You have the power to change the world being uniquely who you are

If you hold fast and stand strong you'll discover who you are

If you listen to the world at night you can hear the twinkling stars

If you use love to guide your heart you are bound to go far

You have the power to change the world being uniquely who you are…” I sang as softly as I could,, sitting cross-legged and draping a wing around her as she sat in my lap, nuzzling into me.

“Don’t forget about us,” Scootaloo and the others chimed, as Winter Bell and Gracy Gloom perched themselves on either shoulder, Honey Heart of course choosing to lie upon my head, whereas Scootaloo sat beside Snowdrop in my lap.

“I see that you’ve not heeded my warnings then?” Buckshot appeared via teleportation at the at the entrance to the castle.

“Persistent little bugger, aren’t you?” I scowled.

“So I am, but, I only ask that you take my advice and stop what it is that you’re doing,” he frowned.

In an almighty explosion of raw power, I burst aflame, enveloped in Whitish-Golden fire, also setting Snowdrop and the others alight in the process

“You would dare threaten my family, my home, and all of whom reside in it?” I boomed, noticing that neither Snowdrop nor Scootaloo were in pain, nor were the others, for that matter, my eyes ablaze with a blinding white light to the point where they stung, a magic circle appearing between us and buckshot, one of golden colouration with several assortments of intricate incantations appearing around it as I stood upright, my family hovering by my side in an arc, eyes also ablaze with shining radiance

“Kami Metsuryū Ogi, Shiranui Gata; Hogo-sha Ryū no Hōkō!” I bellowed, inhaling and firing a vast amount of golden flames, Snowdrop, Scootaloo, Winter Bell, Gracy Gloom and Honey Heart and the others quickly following suit, firing Cyan, Orange, Navy-Blue, Mild-Greyish, and pitch-black flames respectively into the circle, which was then amplified as it passed through, each breath of fire spiralling around the next with my own roar in the centre, returning the unicorn in question into dust, if even that…

“You created a new spell…” Twilight gasped, “How did you do that?”

“Well,” I began, glancing to each of my ‘Next-of-Kin,’ who‘d become alicorns at the use of the new spell, “I’m not entirely sure…”

“You sent forth magic that is on the level with at least three ponies of my magical calibre, even if I weren’t holding back,” Celestia raised an eyebrow, “what kind of magic was that?”

“Dragon Slayer magic,” Crystagia landed before us, lying in an arc in front of me, “albeit, highly advanced Dragon-Slayer magic,” she added, beaming, “Rick, I’m not surprised you had it in you, nor your family, to use that type of spell, the spell in question is one of the first, most intricate spells ever created, by both dragons and their students.”

“Oh, that reminds me,” I glanced toward Natsu, who, alongside Erza, Grey and Wendy, were awing at me, “I met Igneel.”

“You met him?” Natsu went wide eyed as he spoke, “you met Igneel?”

“Yep,” Blaze grinned,” didn’t say where he was going when he left though.”

“That’s a shame,” he sighed, “oh well; at least I’ve something to do for the next few years.”

“I really don’t think Lyra’s going to allow you go on a random-goose chase for a dragon, Natsu,” I rolled my eyes.

“I can sneak out then?” he gleamed.

“I don’t think that’d be any better than abandoning her, you got yourself into that relationship, and you’re going to live with it, Pyro,” I frowned.

“Damn it…” he mumbled.

“So, how high, on uh scale o’ one ta ten, was that spell they just used?” Applejack glanced toward the divine Gem-Dragon-Empress.

“Around twenty,” Crystagia softly laughed, “and in using it, his ‘Next-of-Kin’ have also become Dragon-Slayers themselves.

“Celestia said that you, Igneel and the others were seen, or could be classed as- gods, is that true?” I tilted my head ever-so slightly as Snowdrop landed between my horns.

“That depends on what you want to believe, Rick,” she smiled, “but I suppose, if you want to see us as gods, then we can be just that.”

“That also reminds me,” I glanced toward Celestia, “seeing as I was created, was it done with a ‘Dragon Soul,’ if so, do I have two?”

“You were made with a ‘Dragon Soul,’ but i remain clueless about whether it has remained in your being or not, Sir Rick,” Celestia smiled also.

“Wait,” Blaze began, “you’ve got the DNA of almost every sentient being in existence right, what if one of those beings was a Necromancer? It’d explain your ability to bring Snowdrop back.”

“You know what, this is the first time I’ve actually thought about it,” I blinked “nice work Blaze.”

“Arigato,” she winked, “So, what happens next, now that the slug’s gone? By the way, you’re using ‘Dragon Force.’”

I glanced down at myself, and sure enough there was a scale-like design covering by arms, hands and wrists, “So I am, Blaze, so I am,” I sighed, releasing the spell, my body returning to normal as I did so.

“And in doing so,” Crystagia smiled “you’ve made your ‘Next-of-Kin demigods, just as you are, I hope you realise what you’ve just done, Crystal Dragon Slayer.”

“We’re demigods now?” Scootaloo gasped, “Awesome!”

“The six Elements of Nature,” the large dragon beamed with a weak smile, “just as there are six Elements of Harmony, now there‘re six of each.” She continued with a faint grin,” Rick, Scootaloo, Snowdrop, Honey Heart, Gracy Gloom, Winter Bell, I hereby knight you as the Warriors of Grandoa, and the latter five as the newest Elements of Nature.”

“Uh, Brother, you may want to take a good look of yourself,” Blaze mumbled.

Looking down at myself, I noticed that the scales had returned, glancing backward revealed four, feathery Whitish-Golden dragon-like wings, raising my hands also revealed my being covered in golden flames.

“A new form of ‘Dragon Force…’” Crystagia gave a light hum, “Use it wisely.”

“So I will,” I quickly bowed.

“So that’s you, Natsu, Laxus, Gajeel, Wendy, Honey Heart, Snowdrop, Scootaloo, Gracy Gloom Winter Bell, and Ilona,” Blaze smirked, “did I miss anyone out?”

“Crystal?” I shrugged.

“And Crystal, so that makes twelve Dragon Slayers in the guild,” she chortled “and here I thought we couldn’t get any crazier!”

“Oh it can always get weirder Blaze, particularly if people like me are involved,” I grinned.

“So you say,” she rolled her eyes as Snowdrop perched herself atop my head, And Honey Heart and Winter Bell sat on either shoulder, “but there’s one thing I don’t get, and it might as well be said now rather than later, Brother.”

“What is it?” I simpered.

“You’ve been holding back all this time, haven’t you?” she frowned, “I still remember when Crystagia placed that magical seal on your being, stopping most of your power from surfacing unnecessarily, Rick, so, how about we remove it?”

“I’d rather not risk any further damage to the nearby area, Blaze,” I exhaled sharply.

“It can’t be that bad right?” Rainbow Dash gleamed.

-=-

“So, you want me to go back to your world, beat a Sombra-infused-Tirek, and then pardon your being?” I frowned at the other-world’s Discord; “let’s get this over with then…”

---

“So,” Blaze began, “where’s the monster?”

“Currently taking residence in the old castle in the Everfree, or what’s left of it” the other-world’s Celestia glared at me with a cold-hearted gaze.

“So, whose magic has he stolen thus far?” I tilted my head ever-so slightly.

“Everypony’s but ours,” Cadance hummed “how do you plan to defeat him?”

“I’m gonna try decapitation, see if that works,” I grinned, drawing the Daybreaker, “why hasn’t he taken your magic?”

“He must feel that we’re too weak to defend ourselves for long against his means of offense, which is mostly true” Celestia bit her lip.

“So it’s a fight between a supposed-Demigod with the power of a Dragon-God against a technical ‘Centaur-Demon,’ sounds like a bad anime storyline,” Blaze laughed.

“Shit happens, pardon my language,” I smirked.

“So it does,” she rolled her eyes as I sheathed the Daybreaker. “So, how else do to plan to defeat Tirek?” I burst into Whitish Golden flames; “Fair do’s, Brother.”

“If all else fails I have a missile-launcher in my inventory,” I shrugged.

“I’m not even going to ask…” Celestia mumbled.

“And if that should fail?” the new-world’s Luna blinked.

“Kami Metsuryū Ogi, Shiranui Gata; Hogo-sha Ryū no Hōkō,” I gleamed.

“Ah of course, your new megaspell.” She beamed.

“You know a megaspell?” The new-world’s Twilight blinked alongside her friends, Spike included.

“Never doubt a Dragon-Slayer,” I winked.

=-=-=-=

“Well, that was fun,” I clicked my neck and shoulders, having beaten the demonic fusion of shadow and demon.

“You beat him, and so easily too, how did you do it?” Cadance gaped, staring at me in quite apparent awe/horror.

“Metsuryū Ogi, Shiranui Gata; Tsuki Hōseki Ryū Gurren Bakuhoshijin,” I beamed.

“An attack that’s not been used in just over forty years,” Blaze gave a slow nod.

“Which translated into Equestrian; means what exactly?” Cadance tilted her head.

“Dragon-Slayer Secret Arts, Lunar Gem Dragon Exploding Star Sabre,” I grinned.

“Are you serious?” Blaze raised an eyebrow.

I shrugged; “Why not?”

“You’re at it again, aren’t you brother?” she smirked with a sly grin.

“Why do you now have scales?” Celestia smiled.

“‘Dragon Force,’” I began, “the supposed, ultimate, final form of Dragon Slayer magic, the power of which is said to be comparable to that of an actual Dragon, thus, the user gains the power of a dragon, the power to utterly destroy everything.”

“Or in your case, Brother, the power of a Dragon-God,” Blaze winked.

“So it would seem,” I clicked my tongue, “Besides, it was a demigod with the power of a Dragon-God and a supposed ‘Demon’ who looked suspiciously like 'Berial' from ‘Devil May Cry 4.’”

“You know what, I’ve just noticed that,” she laughed.

“Either way, it’s a shame we didn’t get to use the megaspell,” Snowdrop chimed from atop my head, pecking one of my horns.

“So it is,” I smiled.

“Shall you be leaving then?” Celestia simpered.

“Well I’ve a family to go home to, so it’s going to have to be soon,” I raised an eyebrow “why do you ask?”

“Curiosity, besides, we need heroes like you more often, not counting the Elements of Harmony,” she beamed.

“I don’t like where this is going,” Blaze frowned.

“Of course, you wouldn’t,” I laughed “always the same, eh Blaze?”

“You can talk, Brother,” she grinned.

“Yes, yes I can,” I glimmered.

“So, this family, do you think I could join?” Celesta gave a faint grin.

“Not unless you can clone yourself,” I winked, so that’s what she did, her horn shining with a radiant primrose glow, and then there stood two of her…

---

“Is there a reason as to why there’re two Celestia’s?” Shining Armour blinked at the dinner table, all eyes were on me as silence filled the room on a sub-par ambient level.

“I don’t see anyone else complaining,” I shrugged.

“So you don’t” he smirked, “just a quick question, how are we to tell them apart?”

“Cellsy, if you would?” I quickly bowed;

Cellsy nodded, changing to her anthro form, winking at me afterward, “is this form to your pleasing, my little Sunshine?”

There was a loud clatter of bowls, plates and cutlery as my head landed on the table “Fuck my life…”

“I don’t know about her life, but I bet the two solar goddesses could sort you out, eh Brother?” Blaze patted my back with a smug grin, I shot her a glare, “what? For all we know it might be able to happen.”

“What am I to do with you, Blaze, honestly?” I rolled my eyes, sitting upright.

“I’ve a few ideas, most of which are seldom legal,” she chimed.

“As is normal with you, Blaze,” I slowly shook my head.

“So it is, Brother, so it is,” she laughed. “Just as crazy with you around, eh?”

“You know me,” I grinned, “saviour of the Twilight Daedra, herald of the light, guardian of the sacred star, and protector of Equestria and all her inhabitants…”

“Sacred Star,” Shining Armour blinked.

“Azura’s star, that of which I gave to Twilight,” I glanced toward the lavender unicorn, who winked in return.

“A priceless artefact in itself, Brother, I still question whether it was wise to give a gift of the Daedra to a mere pony,” Blaze frowned lightly, “that being said, unless Azura is present, it remains harmless to all but the wielder, only then does it serve its purpose.”

“Cryptic,” I tutted, “how typical of a dark demigod to place such a riddle on one of their artefacts,”

“And on a completely unrelated note,” she beamed, “what’s it like, you being a virtue of the wastelands and all.”

“Virtue,” Twilight blinked,

“Blackjack represents Perseverance, Littlepip represents Sacrifice, Puppysmiles represented Innocence, Murky-Number-seven represented Hope, and Silver Storm represented Compassion,” I explained with a light frown.

“And what do you represent?” Cellsy smiled.

“I’ve an idea,” Blaze smirked, “Faith.”

“That’s correct,” I smiled, “we six virtues stand guard over all that occurs in the wastes, or at least, we used to…”

“Puppysmiles, you mean that filly on the statue you made with the spacesuit?” Rarity gasped.

“She’s the one,” I nodded, “and it wasn’t a spacesuit, Rarity, it was a MK-VI radiation suit, and was the only thing keeping her alive, both literally and figuratively.”

“But she’s just a filly!” she shrieked.

“That ‘Filly’ had the most powerful ability I’ve seen in all three-and-a-half centuries of living, Rarity,” I scowled, “it wasn’t one that came from being intelligent, nor smart, nor fast, nor brave, it wasn’t the ability to nuke a whole country from orbit right off the face of Equis, nor was it the ability to carve a  whole army like Canadian bacon, it was the ability to make an ally out of basically anyone, and, if used correctly, can make quite the difference.” I lectured.

“But that’s impossible!” she argued, almost glaringly so.

“There is nothing impossible to he who will try,” I winked.

“So, if she’s alive in this Equis, we’ve saved her life, and that of her mother’s,” Blaze held out a clenched paw, which I lightly bumped my fist against; “what with destroying those falling megaspells and everything…”

“Either that or it’s already happened in an alternate timeline,” I shrugged.

“And you don’t mind that you could be saving them?” Twilight frowned.

“I promised that I wouldn’t leave,” I snapped, “besides, I’m not that of a god, I can’t do everything, nor can I save everyone I want to, best let nature run its course.”

“But that wasn’t nature that bought those nukes down on Canterlot, was it Brother?” Blaze raised an eyebrow

“No, but it is tha nature of those who would dare use such weapons to bring about the end of Equestria,” I sighed, “I guess it’s just something we have to accept, Blaze.”

“But still, I can’t help but feel uneasy not helping those who might need it,” she frowned.

“I’m an Element of Nature, not Reality Dear Sister,” I rolled my eyes, “besides, I’m not the creator of the universe…”

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” she grinned.

“You’re thinking of asking Lulania, aren’t you?”

“Maybe~” she cooed, “I don’t know why, don’t you do it?”

“Why me..? It’s your idea,” I gave a bemused stare.

“You’re her Ex-boyfriend, aren’t you?” she shrugged.

“I hope you’re using emphasis on the ‘EX’ part, Sister,” I scowled.

“Why?” she blinked, “Can’t you try again? I mean, it’s not like it’ll happen again, right?”

“Speaking of the wastes,” Blackjack chimed in, nudging my shoulder with a smug grin, “I’ll bet you fifty caps there ain’t a raider in the wastes who hasn’t been used as gecko good by now.”

“Probably,” I laughed.

“Gecko food..?” Twilight giggled, “What does that mean?”

“Just imagine a bipedal reptile with scarlet scales with dark/blood-red markings and golden eyes, or at least six of them, all similar to me in height, with the ability to breathe fire, all tearing a Raider limb from limb, literally,” I grinned.

“They’re dragons?” she blinked, again.

“Nope, just fully-grown-and-mutated gecko’s and I do mean gecko’s,” I smirked.

“I don’t think I want to know…” she mumbled.

“Meh, if the long-range fire-based attacks don’t kill a raider the bacteria from the saliva rotting their blood-stream certainly will,” I hummed.

“That’s disgusting,” Rarity scoffed, “although I wonder how it works…”

“It’s a type of toxin that, once gets onto the blood, acts as a poison, infecting the cells and such, I’d imagine it to be somewhat agonizing myself,” I simpered.

“Just imagine, around seventy-sixty-five million years back, there were even larger reptiles that did the same thing!” Blaze laughed.

“Actually Blaze, I don’t think there were,” I stated somewhat coldly “think about it, if we humans were returned to earth all those ages ago, why’re there skeletons that date back to around sixty-five-million years ago, and not anything older than a billion?”

“Maybe you lot were put into either a time-lock, or cryogenic sleep?” she shrugged.

“Either that or the whole ‘Fossilized-Dinosaur-Skeletons’ thing is just a joke of God’s own devising that the palaeontologists haven’t worked out yet,” I smirked.

“But what of anyone who has a half-decent religion, if only in their own minds and opinions?” she chortled.

“Well, if they have a religion, and they believe in a god, chances are they’ll actually be blathering about their memories of a certain solar Princess, save for those who don’t believe in a god, but still have religion,” I blinked.

“Explain,” Celestia and Cellsy shared a light giggle

“You are gods, aren’t you?” I blinked.

“I think we’ve just worked out all –if not most of, religion,” Blaze guffawed

“The UNSC,’s gonna have my guts on a silver platter for that Y’know?” I laughed.

“So they are, but I don’t think they’d outright murder anyone who’s above the rank of at least Captain,” she roared with laughter “Definitely not a General though!”

“Just another day in the life of a wayward Eon, eh Rick..?” Blackjack nickered,

“So it is Blackie, so it is,” I exhaled somewhat sharply.

“You’re a General?” Celestia raised an eyebrow.

“And a legate, but that’s another story for another time,” I winked.

“A legate, as in; that of a medieval army…?” she stared at me.

I raised an eyebrow, “Medieval?”

“From the days of old,” Cellsy smiled, “from ancient times, basically.”

“I wouldn’t call it ancient, but it may as well be medieval,” Blaze smiled, reverting to her Quilava form as she landed on my shoulder “it is Skyrim, after all…”

“Skyrim..?” Celestia blinked, “where is that I don’t think I’ve found it on any map that I’ve read?”

“It’s on another world; that of which is called Nirn, and is abundant with a plant known as Nirnroot,” Blaze began. “There‘re several races upon Nirn, or, to be specific, Tamriel, there’re the ‘normal’ human beings, like the Nord’s, Bretons, and Imperials; the likes of which originate from Skyrim, High Rock and Cyrodiil respectively, and let’s not start on the elves, Khakiit and Argonians.” Blaze lectured.

“And you call me a wise-ass?” I raised a smug eyebrow,”

“I read, you don’t,” she argued with a grin, “besides, someone had to say it, right Brother?”

“You’re her Brother?” Celestia blinked, again.

“My parents were ‘killed’ by poachers,’” Blaze spat, glowering toward Cellsy using air-quotes when necessary.

“Yeah, ‘Poachers,’” I rolled my eyes, “Faust wants to piss around with my family again she’s gonna find out how efficient I am with a crossbow…”

“And what of your Chivalry..?” Blaze smirked.

“Like I said, whosoever threatens or slights my family, one way or another, I don’t care who or what, chances are they’re going to end up worse for it,” I snapped.

“So you did, Brother, so you did,” she laughed.

“You have a crossbow?” Shining Armour frowned, cocking an eyebrow as I retrieved said weapon from my inventory.

“Needed it for the Dawnguard,” I beamed “bloody pests…”

“Those ‘Pests’ just so happened to be vampires, Brother, besides, I don’t see you complaining about a certain member of a certain clan of said species…” Blaze grinned.

“They’re still technically human, Dear Sister,” I frowned.

“So they are,” she laughed, “but what’re you to do if even one of them ends up here, by any means that may-or-may-not be necessary?”

“That’d be a puzzle-and-a-half, now wouldn’t it?” I tutted, “you always did have a knack for riddles, Blaze, and I still haven’t learnt why?”

“Because I use my brain for proper uses, for example; solving puzzles and the like,” she gave a sly smirk.

“Alright, name the three mathematical constants,” I folded my arms.

“They would be the ‘Golden Tangent,’ Euler’s Constant,’ or whatever it’s called, and three-point-one-four-recurring,” she bowed quickly, “anything else, Ricky-o? or would you rather I ask you what DNA stands for?”

“Deoxyribonucleic-Acid,” I smiled, “basic biology there Blaze.”

“So it is,” she nodded, “now tell me how many bones there are in the human skeleton.”

“Again, basic biology, two-hundred-and-six in an adult, three-hundred in an infant, forty-seven pairs of which fuse as we age and/or mature.” I facepalmed;

“Alright, now name all of the isotopes listed in the handbook of physics and Chemistry,” she gleamed, I quickly did as she asked;

“You remember all that?” I nodded “Jesus Christ…!” she whistled “and I used to wonder how the hell you managed before we met, now however, I no longer wonder, Rick.”

“First time in the past three-hundred years that you’ve used my proper name, Blaze,” I tilted my head slightly “is there a reason for it?”

“Not at all, I was merely congratulating you on your long-since-passed/past successes, Brother,” she winked, “such is the reason for my next course of action, Rick.” She leapt onto my head “I hereby release you from any and all obligations you have toward me as a relative, if only an adoptive one, Rick.”

“Any reason for it?” I blinked, glancing up toward her, replacing my weapon into my inventory.

“I just want you to feel as if I’ve grown since we met, Ok?” she giggled, “besides, you’re my little eon now!”

“Oh Hell no…” I groaned.

“I’m afraid so Brother,” she set herself on her front, wrapping a paw around either horn, “Now, what do we do now?”

“I hate you…” I mumbled under my breath.

“You hate me?” she gasped mockingly, leaping onto area of the table in front of me “but we’ve been through so much together! Why must you hate me so…?”

“You’re a bloody riot, you know that?” I grunted with slight agitation.

“You take things too seriously Ricky-o!” she guffawed, again.

“And you don’t take things seriously enough….” I stared at her, as a wide grin spread itself from ear to ear across the Quilava’s features, “Laptop?”

“However did you guess?” she batted her eyelashes at me.

“I’d rather not answer that,” I grumbled, “that being said, I’ve to do something about it, I suppose?”

“So you do Rick, so you do,” she laughed.

“So, remind me why you’ve done what you have, if only a moment ago?” I snorted.

“Like I said, I feel the need to be somewhat independent from you, even if it is after two-hundred-years…” she sighed, “besides, I love you, and it’s about damn time that I said it!”

“If you felt the need to be independent, why didn’t you just ask?” I laughed in return.

“I didn’t want to pressure you with such a question, Rick, you do have a family to look after, after all,” she beamed, “and besides, now’s a good a time as any, is it not?”

“And the other half of your little statement…?” I re-folded my arms; all eyes were now directed toward my former sister;

“Well, I’ve always felt a certain, ‘Kinship,’ let’s call it, toward you; you found me when I was little, took me in when nobody else would, cared for me like… Like an actual father would,” she gagged at the use of the term;

“And then you turned out to be an eon, in both, form, and mind as well as spirit, and there began my little infatuation with you, Rick, I began to love you as a human being, or a demigod, whichever you prefer to be referred to as, and then we came to the wastes, and you continued to show me who you were, not because of me, but because you could, and someone had to, and then we came here, and your Kindness, Generosity and the like exploded into fruition, what can I say?” she bit her lip, her face a deep scarlet colour as she stared at the plate below her, pawing at the table with a nervous look in her eyes;

“What d‘ya say Rick, will you join me as we’ve done so far?” she held out a fragile, clenched paw, which I gently bumped my fist against,

“C’mere,” I grinned, she leapt at me, changing to her Typhlosion form as she clung onto me, draping my wings around her as she nuzzled into me, “you ask of your maturity, and then you show it en-masse anyway? What am I going to do with you, Blaze?”

“I’ve no cue, Rick, do you know>?” she smiled, her bright-crimson eyes meeting my own,

“By the way, what’s that smell?” I raised an eyebrow.

“You’ve only just noticed?” Blaze burst into a fit of laughter, “I’m… well, Y’know…?”

“You what?” I almost-yelled, suddenly feeling rather mortified;

“Will you offer me one final request?” she sat in my lap, clasping her paws together in a makeshift prayer stance, “Please..?”

“Name it, and I’ll see what I can do, Blaze,” I nodded.

“Make me a mother,” she pecked my cheek.

“You want what?” I awed at her, utterly gobsmacked.

“I want to have… I want to have a little one, with you, Rick, is that Ok?” she was almost in tears by now…

“You want a child, with me no less?” I placed a gentle hand on her head as a tear rolled down her cheek, I quickly caught it, “hey, there’s no need for that, Blaze, you needn’t shed a single tear, Ok?” she nodded, “Now, how long have you wanted this to happen?”

“A little while,” she began to weep, “I just love you so much…” her weeping broke down into sobs, “Please, will you allow me this one final gift, Rick…?”

“I…” I exhaled sharply, “I don’t have much of a choice do I?”

“You have a choice, you’ve always had choices, they are that of which that define us, you, me, your friends, family and Nakama, everyone in existence, be they of good or evil, it is they who make us who we are, and it is from that that I do not mind what you choose to do, given the situation, Rick.” She latched onto me like the galaxy’s toughest form of Velcro.

“One final question then, before I make my decision upon the matter,” I declared with a faint grin; “how badly do you want this to happen?”

“It’d be with both my greatest honour; and my greatest wish for this to happen, Rick.” She gave the tip of my nose a slight lick, “but if you don’t want to, I can understand…”

“You talk as If you’re quite low on my current priority list; tell me, what gave you that impression?” I smirked.

“You’ll do it?” she gasped, I tilted a hand;

“Why do you act as if I don’t care what I do with you, Blaze, you’re Nakama, closer than family, I always care for my Nakama, you of all should know that as much as I do,” I winked, “tell me that and we may be able to continue.”

“I’ve no words at all for your kindness,” she cried into my jacket.

“You’re a little bit of a fool, Blaze,” I shook my head with a soft laugh.

“Just tell me, will you do it?” she stared up at me, tears cascading down her cheeks like minute reverse-geysers.

“Let’s go then…” I stood up, carrying the Typhlosion in my arms like damsel in distress, jokes not intended…

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“Do you feel as though you’ve calmed down yet?” I smiled, weakly, Blaze nodded, standing above me as I lay on the bed in a locked guestroom, beginning to take my member into her maw, slowly starting to bob her head up and down as I began to feel around her nether’s, quickly finding her snatch, she flinched suddenly as I touched it.

Moving the slight amount of fur aside, I saw how enflamed her sex was, I quickly dove my tongue inside, dancing and twirling it within her folds, causing her to moan as she hilted her oral passage on my dick, moving her head faster and faster as she went…

--

“Ready?” I held the sides of Blaze’s thighs carefully in my hands.

“Make me yours, Rick,” she winked;

I nodded; diving my cock straight into her tight little cunny, pounding it back and forth, continuously hilting her as she moaned loudly as possible, leaning over her and placing my lips against hers, she quickly clasped her paws around my neck as I pummelled into her pussy, groaning as pre leaked once again from the head of my shaft.

“Ravage me Rick, make me your personal plaything…” she grinned, forcing her lips against mine as she rolled me over onto my back, bounding like an endlessly lopped spring as she held me down by my wrists, “I can’t tell you how long I’ve waited for this, My dear Eon, now I’ll get to bear your Next-of Kin…” she slurred as she leant over me, lavishing my neck and face with small yet affectionate kisses/pecks;

“Do I make a good fuck-toy, Rick,” she raised an eyebrow, leaping up and down, pulling all the way out and then slamming all the way down as she had her way with me, “do I make a good slut-bunny for you, hmm? Do I make your mind flow with orgasmic thoughts whilst you’re pile-driving my little cunny?”

As she continued to bound upon the spot, her folds constantly clamping around me manhood, she moved her paws to either side of my head, “I can’t wait for them to be bought into this world you know? I’ve always wanted a family of my own, and thanks to you, I’ll have one!” she beamed as she leapt,

“So, what’ll their name be, hmm…?”

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