Author's Notes:

So, before anyone reads this, this is a crossover with Architect of Realities and The Crystal Tyrant.

Something else I have to say, and the reason for me putting this here, is because I have to say that it's going to be edited further later. The only reason for posting this now, is because I wanted to get it out to you guys, and I wanted to write some more things and stop making you guys wait.

Anyways, this is Music Mod, signing off.

Crystal Mountains - Tambelon Front Lines - Year 0039 AU(After Unification)
[Sombra Perspective]

Pouring over the recent scouting reports, while Shard Hammer’s camp has been preparing themselves to try another push later in the day due to this ‘stagnant shite’ as he so politely terms it. Has left us on edge while he may be naturally gifted in strength and combat arms we have been working ourselves to the bone, though it’s been troubling seeing our nails fall out for more sharpened Amethyst ‘claws’ came in.

It’s been a great help that Metal Heart has been sticking around, for whatever reason of her ‘job’ still is. But at least my version of food has been coming in the shipments from the Empire’s Princesses, despite their growing spite for each other no matter what we do to make them make amends or be as sisters should. Taking a finger sized gem to chew it slowly while we make the adjustments for the deployment fronts to try and assist the Emperor’s Hand this coming afternoon if knowing how he acts by now.

Blinking at a especially sparkling gem in the dish from our view giving us a smile, looking as if Crystal Heart sent us another magic infused gem it seems! Pointing to the map showing our Enlightened Mage Construct the changes to deliver out to the bannerstallions and hopefully Shard Hammer, if he’ll go along with it, despite his belligerent comments he is a stallion who has some honor when fighting. Taking the gem in hand tossing it up into the air not hearing of a possible message only to bite down on it hard to savor it’s grand taste.

At that moment not knowing what we have done as once more one of our fanged jeweled teeth of Amethyst cracked, making us groan in pain while the said gem fell onto the floor in our personal tent. ‘By the Gem! Let us hope this wasn’t another joke done onto us, if so we’ll be having words with the Supplies Mistress, AGAIN!’ Rubbing our jaw as it was quite sore from this endeavor, with only to grumble looking back at our maps on the Crystal Table. Taking a chance to pull out our cracked tooth, seeing the severe fracture.

Dox’s POV

I was looking around frantically for a noise I had just heard. It sounded like a massive crack. I couldn’t even tell which direction it came from.

One second, I’m supervising the repairs to the house of one Lyra Heartstrings and one Bon Bon, the next, I hear a crack noise and I go running around trying to find it.

“Where the HELL did that noise come from?!” I asked no one in particular.

That sound came from your Dice Roller Core, genius. The DM said. The noise originated from another world, and you just got it now through the Dice Roller Core. It’s just like listening to your D6, but you don’t have to hold it to your ear.

“So wait, someone’s trying to summon me?” I asked. “Then I have to go help them.”

Not by going there, you won’t. The DM declared. I’m not letting you go to another one of HIS worlds. I don’t want more corruption coming here.

“So, it’s one of the Architect’s worlds.” I said. “I don’t care. I have to help them. They called me, and I’m going to help them. Now open the portal and let me through.”

Fine, but you have to deal with the corruption that comes through from now on. I’m not sending most of it to Shadowfell to die, anymore.

“Wait wait wait, let’s not get drastic here.” I said. “Maybe you can continue to help stop it, but please, don’t make me stop helping others. I mean, if others need help, who am I to stop them? Hell, who are you?!”

Fine. But only because you remind me of myself when I was created by the cosmic being Reality.

A portal opened a few feet next to Dox.

Now go. But remember, eventually, you’ll have to fix some of this corruption.

“Thanks, big guy!” I called out before jumping into the portal.

How did I regret that.

Now here I was, falling through the portal, not knowing when it was going to end.

Oh, hey, there it is!

…. OH SHIT!

“LOOK OUT BELOW!” I yelled as I exited the portal, falling on somebody.

[Sombra Perspective]

Blinking once in our Battle Armor as a noise soon came above with a stallion’s voice calling out. “LOOK OUT BELOW!” Upon looking up do we see what is happening, only too late as something that we thought NEVER to see again. Only to have what we thought from the short glimpse of a Human male fall landing on top of us brutally, by their feet into our muzzle and our grunting from pain while our fingers clawing at him trying to stop his descent only to land fully falling on top of us. “Why doth the pain come, when we were safely in our personal tent…?”

“Whoa, sorry man.” said the being that fell on us. It’s weight started shifting until it wasn’t there. “Ow, claws, ow. Yep, bleeding slightly. And now I’m not. Hey buddy, get up.” Hearing the voice while rubbing away some of the blood from our muzzle blinking as we look up at him, what would have been white for most of our eyes were black as the void with Amethyst Irises glowing softly in a warm nature blinking owlishly. What we thought to be a Human Male was actually a Elf Male, with a right dark green eye color and a more mechanical robotic left eye? with a sky blue glowing color.

“Who art thou-” Our question was interrupted by a lifting flap of our personal tent, both of us looking towards the opening to see a Gun Grey Crystal Mare that we only knew well to be Metal Heart. In her Crystal Pony form who first looked shocked as her eyes shifted from us to the new Elf, Her face immediately scowled while lifting a platter by the bookshelf holding our expensive imported miniature ‘globe’ of Equis. Only to throw it landing square upon the Elf’s forehead sending him reeling onto the ground only for her to pounce with her unnatural metal body lunging at him to pin said elf. “Wait he doth only caused an Accident!”

“GET HER OFF!” The elf screamed. “Let me rephrase that. Get her off before I start fighting back!”

We stumbled back onto our hooves, wrapping her into our magical telekinetic grip was a labor we’ve been training on having only become moderately difficult by now when used on another Crystal Pony type due to our resistance to magic. “Metal Heart, he fell from a portal ABOVE us. There was no way any of us could have dodged, let him speak before thou tries to maul the ‘elf’?” Speaking in a questioning tone to see if he could confirm it while our standing only knocked the crystal we tried to chew on only into the open flooring.

“Oh hey! That’s my token!” The elf said happily. “So you’re the one who summoned me! And could you stop calling me an elf? I’m a changeling, and I have a name. I’m Dox, and you are?”

Blinking and Carefully standing behind Metal Heart mostly as she sported glowing purple irises as well that hummed in more of a cybernetic tone. “We are Duke Sombra Onyx Founder of House Onyx, Royal Court mage and first Crystal Unicorn Hybrid by Ritual. Headmaster to the first Royal Empire Academy and-”

“Sombra?!” Dox yelled, pulling out an impressive sword with a strange blue metal edge. “What the fuck?! Alright, you have about ten seconds to explain how you got my token, why you called me, and where I am, before I decide to kill you. And just remember, I’m kinda bad at counting when I’m angry.” Our eyes widened at his actions as we prepared a bubble shield with our Crystalmancy.

Though Metal Heart took the initiative by picking up apparently his ‘token’ of summoning and throwing it Square yet again upon his forehead, and responded by being well ‘her’. “You, motherbucker, better chill the buck out! He’s not the one you’re likely referencing to by how you’re acting, so stallion up and unpretzel your knotted bucking babymaker from your own horeappled plot!” She gestured with her thumb at us, while her other arm made that ‘cannon’ like shape once more as it glowed with raw energy that crackled.

“Listen, I just want the explanation from him, okay?” Dox said. “Afterwards, I will listen, okay?”

We noticed her annoyed flat look, likely switching her action by netting his legs dragging him further into the tent. “Well Motherbucker, come with me and after I’m done telling you what’s up then we’ll all ‘talk’.” Her rather intimidating presence if not for her slightly shorter size tends to put most stallions off by how ‘aggressive’ she gets, especially around mating season.... “We’ll be right back Sombra, continue organizing or redoing the Empire’s war strategies while I set this colt straight before some tea or better yet mead.” while now waving her free hand before tossing the elf in the far corner near our bed.

Dox POV

“Jeeze, you could have asked me to walk with you, ya know.” I said, putting away my sword. “It would have been much easier.”

She leaned in uncomfortably close with her ears swiveling one on me and one on this Sombra stallion, only to start heatedly whispering into my ears better than any pony trying to be quiet. “You and your stupid muzzle plot where spouting stuff that he doesn’t know, also he’s one of those ‘human’ things. From what my system’s drives have he knows NOTHING, like anything from this bucking universe, it’s still hard for even me to wrap my head around all of this but he’s NOT the Sombra you know.” She looked back at him before saying this softly still. “Your left eye is robotic right? Bucking use it and try a x-ray scan of his body, you’ll understand why by that alone.”

“Alright, fine then.” I said. I turned on my Echo Eye’s scan function, already picking up on a bunch of different things in the room. Something new, that it showed, were auras. I hadn’t seen them before. Sombra had a dark aura over him, and so did this Metal Heart pony. I scanned her, turns out she’s a cyborg. I scanned Sombra next….. Just whoa. Fucked up shit right there. I may not have gotten an x-ray, but hell, I didn’t need it. His bones, according to the Echo Eye, were slowly being replaced by crystals, hell, his horn down to his upper ribs were already crystal. Man, this is some messed up shit. “Alright, I see what you mean. This is some fucked up shit. I’ll keep my mouth shut, okay? But did he summon me? Is he the Displaced?”

She looked at me oddly for a moment as my echo eye saw she was looking for a reference until momentary ‘glimpse’ came up before her eyes returned to normal-ish for her I guess. “Yeah from what my records show he’s the first one or maybe better terming is ‘first successful’ one as you’d call it, but knowing him and seeing your plotting ‘token’ is a dice gem? I’ll give you three guesses what happened to it for somepony who can ONLY eat gems now, or drink things.” She stated by slapping me on the forehead lightly, while giving me a condescending look to her eyes down at my token held in her thumb and first finger, looking straight into my eyes without fear.

“In all reality, it’s a six sided die.” I said. “It just so happens to be purple, and look like it contains a galaxy. It’s pretty cool, if you ask me.” She muzzle palmed at that, looking back at me with an exasperated look.

“Right, well dingus over there likely didn’t get a good look at it before nomming on the bucker that brought you here.” Pointing at my token showing how ‘bite sized’ it is, before slapping me on the head again as her ear perked towards Sombra for a moment. Us looking towards him seeing a crystal unicorn statue thing walk in with a tea set on a crystal platter, tilting it’s blank crystal featureless head at us, before placing the platter onto the table and pouring tea with three bowls of soup also on said platter.

We heard him thank it politely with some sort of chiming noise, a response came in the same sort of sound. “That’s one of his weird crystal construct things, not the scariest looking but does magic like any unicorn mostly.” She said pointing out that bit of knowledge. It was something I have never seen before as a magical field of study.

“Ooookay then.” I said. “So, these constructs just go around and do stuff, sounds okay. But how the hell are they made? Actually, I feel like I don’t want to know that. Just, tell me how I can help out.” She seemed to be looking me over Critically before giving a snort through her nostrils at my face. With a roll of her eyes, she stood up, offering her four fingered hand to help me up.

She pulled me up effortlessly with a sigh before calling back to this Sombra displaced guy. “He’s cool now, also saying something about willing to help our plots with what’s going on if he’s even decent.” She said, giving a offhanded remark while walking back with a slight swaying gait to pick up a steaming bowl and chowing down as a pig would.

“Hey!” I yelled at the metal pony. “I’m plenty good. Now, what are your plans? Who the hell are you working for, and who are you attacking? Why? What did you all just pull me into?”

[Sombra Perspective]

Sighing at Metal Heart’s antics, it’s become a ‘normalcy’ she gives off luckily not at some weapon point or distancing herself. “Well if you could come closer it would be easier to explain with showing you while we eat..” We said cautiously waving the Elf closer to our table, showing the sigil markers for the Crystal Empire and the more Bell and Fang markers for the area leading up to Tambelon. “We are currently waist DEEP in a Military campaign against the City of Tambelon, the Goats whom live there and the ascended by death of his father. Crowned Prince Grogar; who has Undead, Demons of some sort and wields dark magic with use of their Bell Magic. We as we stated before, the Crown Prince Grogar started this war in attempts to enslave the Pony Races.”

Giving him a careful look before continuing on this last question. “WE had no intention of summoning another, this is our first time if accidental. Though Metal Heart here has been making a habit of securing strange ‘artifacts’ and putting them in our Academy’s Vault.” Taking a moment to sip on some Berry tea, giving out an audible sigh while Metal Heart just rolled her eyes cutting in.

“What I was doing, was keeping his busy plot from summoning any of YOU bucking plots, because I don’t even know if I could protect his plot from any of your kind.” She glared daggers momentarily at this strange Elf but we shrugged looking at the map. Showing what looked to be a map of the Northern lands with the southern part of the map showing what may be the rough ‘borders’ to Equestria. “If thou wishes to know the year we are being, by thy reaction. This would be 0039 After Unification, if thou wishes to go by Equestrian Standards, but do note that many of our species suffer from EXTREME speciesism..” Making that a point giving him a sidelong look, than to Metal Heart and pointing at ourself.

“Ah, okay then. Let me just change real quick.” Dox said. He erupted into a green fire that swirled around him. When the fire settled, there stood a Crystal Pony.

Though Metal Heart instantly reacted now on a hair trigger. “You’re a bucking changeling?! What the buck!” She growled out instinctively looking quite ready to brawl and hoping to bludgeon him silly, not knowing honestly what a ‘Changeling’ would be we held her and him back respectively. Just to keep the situation ‘civil’ for now, though it doesn’t help that Metal Heart is looking at him heatedly.

“I told you I was!” Dox said. “Calm down. I’m not even like the ones you know of. I don’t feed off emotions, I feed off normal food, like vegetables, grains, those kinds of things. Oh, I also like meat.”

Our eyes started to sparkle at this discovery, with inked quill and parchment in hands writing it all down, even writing what we read from his magic emission during said change to try and replicate later on. “Thou wouldn’t mind being prodded for magic study?” Attempting to give this ‘Changeling/Elf’ the eyes while pouting. “Also may we have thy name for our records?” We blinked at seeing the exasperated look on Metal Heart’s face also a strange look of recognition on this new sample.

“I’ve told you already!” Dox screamed. “My name is Dox Ad Finem! And no you can’t study me! Your data wouldn’t be correct for any changeling you find. I’m unique to my world.”

Looking depressed by that note, slowly scrawling the information notation out about Dox’s name, species, possible theories on his former human features to now abilities until that was until, Metal Heart started ripping the parchment from my hands only to rip them into tiny pieces, leaving our jaw only slacking in response from such ruining of physical recorded knowledge. ‘Tis a good thing Keen Mind has a perfect memory.’

“Listen, you seem like good ponies, so I’m willing to help.” Dox said. “So, how can I help? As far as I can tell, you’re in a war. Anything I can do to help the effort?”

The response was our digit pointed towards the map for his eyes to see, as pointed at a few spots that seemed to be ‘fortified’ on the main most widely traversable mountain like road. “The Emperor’s Hand has ‘deemed’ that WE push up the main path, to Tambelon. When such tactics have stopped us before due to their use of Bell Magic. Before thou goes into any triad about how ‘silly’ it sounds, tis true in that regard because we LACK knowing of how it works. But the issue is they Ring, thou saw our Crystal Construct correct?” Gesturing to the ever quiet sentient Crystal Enlightened giving a happy sort of chime response at our gesturing.

“Yeah, what about it?” Dox asked.

Giving him a quiet look before sighing softly. “We mean is that the crowned goat Prince Grogar, has devised a way to ‘shatter’ our Crystal Works. By use of this SAME Bell Magic, what this entails is that so long as these bells are stationed with his cultist followers may the All Gem pierce their blackened hearts. Our Crystal warriors cannot advance onto the City of Tambelon, for he has not from our sight deemed it worth to install the city with them at this time.” Pointing to a couple circles vaguely on the city in question, before tapping the wall side just off the path with our Crystal Pony-Spider brute figure moved to said wall showing him in reference. “Thou could help us in making the path clear for our siegers to break the outer defenses to give a closer distance to spearing the ingrate goat youth.”

“Alright then. But why the kids?” Dox asked. “I’d rather spare the children…. Well, most of them, just the innocent. Actually, I’d spare all the innocent. It’s not really fair to wipe out an entire species just because of some of the others. Anyways, I’d be happy to help on those terms. I could just change my disguise and slip in, like so.” Dox was enveloped in green flames again. When the flames settled, there stood what looked like the spitting image of one of our unicorn Crystal Constructs made of what appeared to be diamond. “I could also mimic the vocal patterns of them, but I’d need a bit to study how they talk.”

Blinking at what he meant, tilting our head in response to say this. “What does thou mean ‘why the kids’? Also the Campaign tis to secure the north while deposing of a great threat, while the Emperor is doing battle with the Elks to the east.” Stating this aloud while rubbing our muzzle’s chin. “Oh and we would not be trying to slay the civilians, only to strike at the head as it were. For it is Emperor Shatter Hoof’s will we do must follow, while the spoils of their magic arts will also go to our Academy once able.”

“Well, you said the youth, so I just assumed.” Dox said. “Ya know what, never mind. Just get me a few of those constructs and I can study their speech patterns. Afterwards, I could go in on my own and take out the bells.”

Blinking before pointing at the map once more at the City Tambelon, giving him a flat look before gesturing to the Crystal Enlightened Unicorn Construct still there tilting it’s head at him. “We speak of the Goat Prince Grogar who did slay his own father, but as for our constructs one is present here still…” Smiling at him wondering what he’d learn, with a new quill and parchment appeared in our hands while Metal Heart grunted in frustration, flipping her hands up into the air before sitting down with an irritated look.

“No studying me.” Dox said in an irritated tone. “Okay, so, does the construct have a name?”

Tilting our head in thought looking over the Enlightened Crystal Construct Unicorn, looking over the form with a critical eye at seeing something before giving a nod. “We believe this one is in the future to form a ‘ruby’ nature, so we would think ‘Ruby’ shall work for her.” The action of saying a name was almost subtle if anyone wasn’t watching they would have thought the construct left and another replaced it, having a more pink bordering red tone of crystal form as some mare features started to appear if of a slim elegant body tone. “They ‘change’ upon the name and it’s context to gender as we’ve gauged from back home from a more safe environment..”

“Interesting.” Dox said, obviously intrigued. “So, Ruby, talk to me. Sombra, since you somehow speak the language, could you try to translate for me? If this doesn’t work, I have a plan B.”

Blinking at Dox, before shifting our seat to face Ruby directly now with a gentle nod while making a motion of the hand. “Ruby how art thou today now having a name to behold unto thyself?” The response was a Musical melody as her crystalline slim fingers gestured with a light ‘smack’ against her wider hip. “I am glad thou ‘FINALLY’ took notice, here I was wondering if and when thou would notice my color. Also thou do know Hallowed Maker, that thou have been considered ‘crazy’ by these kin whom speak words of ill behind thy back?” Our features fell at those words looking more onto the ground fiddling with our thumbs sighing out of our nose in irritation.

“Yeah, I couldn’t catch any of what she was trying to say.” Dox said. “That leads me to plan B, magic!” Dox’s lifted up his right hand, which seemed to be covered in some weird blue crystalline metal. “Now, don’t panic, I’m just gonna touch you with a spell.” Dox reached out and tapped Ruby on her forehead and there was a small ping and a small glow on Dox’s fingers. “Okay, that should be it. Now, let me test it. Sombra, if you would please translate back for me?” Dox spoke the next few words in what sounded like a melody of chimes.

Giving a look at this Dox, our eye twitching as we scribbled a couple notes down onto our parchment in response while speaking. “Thou has stated for us to translate thy own words in what we have ‘tentatively’ dubbed Harmonic or Crystalline Speech, which is strange in how ‘new’ it is yet so well developed. It was about a year since our ritual did we start ‘hearing’ what their melodic sounds were becoming as words we understood..” Gesturing to our own head at the ears, with a twitch showing a thin if nearly covered crystal like ‘growth’.

“Okay, so, you barely understand it and you only picked up on it recently.” Dox said. “Anyways, we have a plan, shall we enact it, my strange friend?”

The fire in our eyes grew again as we smiled, though by the cringe that Metal Heart gave, we must have been ‘creepy’ for how excited we get due to Star Talent inside us, as a child on christmas would be. “We would hope so, though these mountains are laid by undead and demons alike from the black beyond. We do not know what happened but, the shadow that fell over Tambelon shook us to the very core.” Shivering again unintentionally as if something slithered over our back.

“So, the plan right now is to break through the mountains to get to Tambelon, right?” Dox asked. “You saw my sword, I’m pretty good at using it. If that fails, I always have my spells.”

Our look of intensity must have grew, by how his face seems to be leaning back a bit away from us. “Thou will share thy magical knowledge with us perhaps? We would share what we’ve learned of Crystalmancy in exchange too! Oh even elemental magics and their combinations!” We blinked once having now to actually restrain our excitement, only to summon out Star Talent from our shadow, the pain of her coming out now only a wince until her slender unicorn shadow formed. Which took only a moment for her to wiz on into Ruby’s crystal form as the coloration and figure changed to match Star’s features giving out a erotic purr. “We introduce Star Talent, one of our closest friends, literally and figuratively.”

Her body language gave Dox a formal ladylike bow, as she silkily coiled the smooth royal purple crystal form to rest leaning against us from behind. Giving out a shiver inducing purr in Crystalline Speech, the tone in speaking comparable to ‘buttery sweet’. “Our handsome colt, thou hast an interesting if new friend whom knows more than us. We hope thou wouldn’t mind keeping him around for us both to learn the depths of his knowledge?” A crystal tongue slowly slinked out suggestively licking her upper lip, even a flutter of actual crystal like eyelids that formed too.

“Um…. Hello to you too?” Dox said, taken aback by our friend’s actions. “Listen, I’d teach you what I know, but I’m still learning this stuff, myself. I’m only doing what a book is telling me to do, and some of it is really complex.”

Looking in Star’s direction, we could see how ‘unnerving’ her thirst for knowledge on magic is like. Attempting to redirect the conversation back by speaking up, with a patting gesture onto her hands draped on our neck. “Perhaps imparted books? Those are easier to ‘absorb’ than a few ‘slower’ methods she’s been taken keen on…” We couldn’t completely shake off that distaste even if it has been useful, if not morbid or strange.. “Any book of knowledge helps us who wield magic, by expanding what we could do.” Star’s attention for now is smiling as she nuzzles our cheek affectionately.

“Well, the problem with that is, I’m pretty sure you can’t read it.” Dox said. “At least, that’s what I’ve seen when others try to read it. The thing is soulbound to me, though, so it makes sense.”

Giving a uncomfortable cough now, turning our head away though it was Metal Heart who spoke up with the brunt method of saying ‘how’ we learn and use other skills or abilities that is ‘bucking black as can be heard of’. “If he gets a book and throws it into his shadow he and those others in his headspace can learn it in moments, if he absorbs a corpse he gets the skill the cutie mark on it had. But if he kills another bucker like that leg spreading mare dangling on him, you see what bucking happens.” Giving a waving of her hand in spooky gestures while Star Talent gives her a livid glare.

“We would have thou know he was ORDERED to extinguish our life and the others years ago, before THOU had stumbled on the doorstep to our handsome colt’s house..” Star Talent’s voice always gave an air of culture more fitting to a Unicorn Tribe noble before unification. “We wouldn’t be surprised that thou had no taste like as we sought his company at times besides teaching OUR student.” Blinking again at her very, well, lewd look before looking at the one known as Dox for aid in quelling mare arguments pleading with our eyes.

“Anyways!” Dox yelled, trying to get everyone’s attention. “We have a plan here. I’ll play the construct and walk in there to confuse them. You guys follow behind and wait for my signal. Speaking of that, I think we need to establish one. Got any ideas?”

Thinking it over before levitating a book over, flipping a few pages to point at a Firework Magic Spell modified to be a ‘flare’. “Thou could use this, though considering the positioning Shard Hammer will likely also believe it is one of our Constructs giving warning or stating advancement. If we are asked why thou are ‘different’ from the others, we shall say it’s experimentation with denser gems imported from afar..” Looking thoughtful on this before nodding softly, giving Dox a once over. “Thou needs to not give off emotions of offence or body language that shows it too, because it will only expose something is off.”

“Alright, so then how do I act?” Dox asked. “I mean, they’re gonna tell things are off the second I send out lightning and electrocute people with it.”

Giving him a flat look before pointing at his diamond coloration. “Thou could get away with air based magic as the more ‘proficient’ type as thy ‘construct’ nature is attuned to, but for earth ones, do avoid that when possible because of thy ‘free nature’.” Using air quotes, gesturing to a crystal model looking like a pegasus.

“So… I’m good with lightning as I am, just avoid some of the other constructs, got it.” Dox said. “But um… what about other types of magic? I mean, I can teleport, among things. It’s considered shadow magic, so is that a no?”

Tapping our chin while Star Talent smile wider interrupting our chain of thought. “Thou could always say that ‘we’ overshadowed this one…” She purred out while lightly raking her slender crystal digits, eyeing him with interest before leaning in to nibble our ear in a cooing hum of a wordless song. Going so far we think to wink at Dox only for Metal Heart to gesture towards Star to restate her own point. “Try to keep from being seen when using other magics, the Unicorn type of construct is a blend of mobility and magic.”

“Alright then, but I give no promises.” Dox stated. “If everything goes to Tartarus, I will pull out my sword and drop my disguise.”

We waved our arms quickly at Dox as Metal Heart muzzle palmed, before uttering something about getting a mead. “Thou doesn’t know what tis like here! Thou would risk personal safety by that of either goat or Crystal Pony trying to skewer thou upon weapon, we would HAVE to deny our involvement with thou if so. Though Shard Hammer and his bunch likely would ignore most of what thou does, so long as thou doesn’t start out performing them, because a stallion’s pride would be on the line against one of our constructs…” Finishing lamely at the end there.

“Well, I’m pretty sure I could take them, but thanks for the warning.” Dox said. “But I’m serious. If it gets to the point where my life could be at stake, all bets are off and I’m pulling all the stops.”

Metal Heart for once in her life since we knew her, started to giggle let alone snort at the same time. That made us raise an eyebrow at her than back at Dox, though her explanation of ‘playing along’ with his idea only made us worry more. “Let me guess, have you EVEN taken a look outside this tent yet? If not you’ll lose your marbles once you do, for me I can see and hear whatever ‘boss’ I have above when not close to him.” Pointing towards us with a serious edge to her voice, that made us wonder aloud.

“This would be the FIRST time thou has mentioned of such ‘oddities’ besides the ‘artifacts’ thou has been most keen on getting besides watch over us..” We stated, thinking over while counting our fingers to recall as many times it’s happened, let alone times her advantages has saved our life.

“Wait a second. Your ‘boss’?” Dox asked Metal Heart. “The hell do you mean by that? And how the hell do you know about my boss?”

Metal Heart gestures him to stay in his crystal form, standing up from her seat after taking another drink of her mead. Only to drape an arm around Dox’s neck, drawing him to the Tent flap for a moment, opening it and pointing up for a moment letting him see it as we watched them both shiver.

Dox POV

“What the fuck is that?!” I screamed.

Metal Heart waved a free hand up at the sky being quiet as possible, though I felt her shiver slightly before giving the cracked sky. With various sized eyes with tendrils holding open, the cracks were random but they get bigger towards the northern direction which must be Tambelon, with a writhing tentacle pulsing appendage touches down at a black cloud. “That human, would be my ‘boss’ not by choice to watch over that displaced inside the tent to make sure no bucker kills him until he feel’s my bucking ‘bodyguard’ job is done..” Giving me a glare to make it a point, she wasn’t too happy before pulling us back in though a whisper barely reached my ears.

“We finally reach thy ears young ‘god’...” The voice sent shivers through me while she offered her mead, which I refused. I don’t care if it’s to take off the edge, I don’t drink. She smiled at Sombra who had yet again a Quill and Parchment in handwriting vigorously, of how our ‘reactions’ must have been like. ‘How could he NOT see all that?!’

“Who are you?” I asked the giant thing made of corruption.

Some of the larger eyes made a odd ‘tilt’ from what could be seen, though many of them sparkled happily, if that could even be described. There was actual giggling or twisted laughter with a wet slapping of some of those inky tentacles. “We are known by our neighbors and their children to be the Architect of Realities, though some often refer to us as the ‘Architect of Corruption’ for other reasons. But we get to FINALLY speak with the child of the Dungeon Master! How has the bleedthrough of realms been so far to thy understanding?” The voice was always like some nagging whisper of something just behind my shoulder, that tone spoke of joy and twisted intent.

“Wait, you’re the one who sent through that fake Tina?” I yelled to the Architect. “That bitch almost killed me, let alone destroyed a lot of shit and tried to hold one of my lovers captive!”

The following sound made no sense as if hearing a ‘shrug’ with a couple eyerolls though the ‘shrug’ happened when half of the seen tentacles moved. “We have no ‘direct’ control over the actions of others, we can give a goal or task in mind but how they accomplish that is up to their own devices. So far about ‘eight’ out of ‘ten’ are going about a more ‘evil’ path to our aims.” Getting a feeling as Metal Heart shivered being the later. “She is an example of the ‘good’ so far encountered by thou, though we are curious are thou having fun with what we wrought?” It seemed far too happy with even talking while Sombra’s just writing as he watches our reactions and muttering something.

“What was the point of her?!” I asked. “She attempted to kill me! She summoned a horrible boss of a monster and almost killed me! HOW IS SHE GOOD?!”

There was a momentary look odd almost deathly quiet, even Sombra’s ears perked while nervously looking around. until this ‘Architect’ started a mad giggling falling down to a light chuckle. “We were referencing the Outsourced Pony next to thou, but as for Tina she is a good ‘polar’ to ‘balance’ thy nature of been too ‘good’. Though she wouldn’t have killed thou, likely confine and corrupt thou as we wished!” Speaking in a tone as if that were a good thing…

“Yeah, hell no.” I said. “I’d rather not be corrupted. Hell, if I get corrupted, and it’s because of you, you better not start messing with me. Listen, I’m here to help Sombra, not listen to you. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have things to do.”

There was a peel of more giggling as it’s whispering taunt was made before it got oddly quiet with it’s gaze shifting north afterwards. “If thou really wishes to ‘help’ our little human Sombra, we will ‘allow’ it. Though it will be rather difficult if our Goat student wins this ‘war’ to gain our little human as his sacrifice for us to claim in his future corrupted glory.” those eyes could from appearances bore into anyplace almost and give no privacy.

“Yeah, I don’t care.” I said. I turned back towards Sombra. “Yo, Sombra buddy! Let’s get to work on that plan of ours!”

Sombra nodded with a smile gesturing to the table, showing three new pieces, of each of us also one who must be Shard Hammer. “We are willing to see what thoughts thou hast, and adjust the odds of success.” Pointing towards the camp which is just north of a village, also a listing of what resources he has at his disposal compared to the lion’s share that Shard Hammer has. “As a note we cannot take any more than this.”

“I’m willing to go through with our little fake construct plan, but I think it’d be better if I did something else.” I said. “Mind if we step back into the tent for a bit?” I looked around, seeing the others that Sombra normally had with him. “Alone? I have a plan, but I need to make sure that only you know the full extent of it.”

Metal Heart nods and pats his crystal self on the back drawing him back inside with a smile waving at some passing Crystal Ponies, before calmly closing the tent flap having left to get something else from what we guessed. “She doth enjoy drinking since her arrival, though we’ve never seen her truly drunk whatsoever.. But we’re curious of this ‘conversation’ with the sky thou beheld, at a later date.”

“Listen, I have a plan, alright?” I said. “So, here it is. I’m going to shift back to my normal self, and you’re going to say you summoned me, all right? It’s not a lie, you did. Why am I doing this? I’m going to fake some things. One of those things is me not being armed, okay? I’m just going to go in, let them take me, and then I’m going to disable everything. It’s crazy, but it should work.”

Blinking at that softly, nervously chewing his finger in thought. “Well it might work, though Shard Hammer would likely keep thou under watch..” Snapping his fingers before grinning at Me. “A fake collar might be more believable perhaps?”

“No, no collar.” I said. “Listen, I don’t mind being under watch. I have weapons, and I have a few things they haven’t seen before. They won’t expect it. Also, what the hell would a collar do to help?”

Waving his fingers apart in a spooky manner saying this in response. “Well we would say ‘magic’ but only so much can be done that way before they start protesting, or calling ‘bullshit’. But we can try it thy way and Shard Hammer will likely test thou for comba also see if thou art a beast.” He showing me a piece from the table that ‘looks’ like him.

“So, if I just show up, he’s gonna challenge me to combat.” I said. “Great. Well, I’m still doing it. If he challenges me, that means one more problem out of the way, right?”

Sombra just sighed, placing his hands onto his face before refilling his drink. “We will have a fun time explaining all of this!” Soon after taking a gulp of tea. “Since thou are willing to put thy life and freedoms at risk than we may as well get this over with.”

“Yeah, let’s.” I said, shifting back and then walking out of the tent. I turned back to Sombra. “I’m gonna head off. Okay? The signal that means that I’ve succeeded is a burst of flame in the sky. Alright?”

I honestly don’t know what happened. One second, I’m fine, I’m walking out in the middle of camp like I’m fine. I’m just trying to get out of it and on the path that Sombra pointed out, and now this shit.

“I keep telling you jackasses that I’m not an elf!” I yelled. “And where the fuck are you shoving me?!”

A large crowding of troops were moving aside when a opening for the main camp here, with a loud hearty stallion who stands taller from the crowd looking more built than my Big Mac. How the hell did he get that ripped and how can I get like that?! “We’ve got this ‘summoned elf’ beast thing that has been walking as we do, I wonder if such a thing is even capable of honorable combat that only we stallions of the north can accomplish!” The roar of the Crystal Empire soldiers in the crowd likely must be some form of ‘moral’ rising.

“Fuck you guys, I’m not participating in this bullshit!” I yelled and attempted to teleport away…. Fun thing was, or in my case, bad thing, I wasn’t able to teleport. Turns out, the Crystal Ponies were blocking me. Hell, it took me a second, and a slight panic, but I could actually see their magic. “Alright, fine. I’ll fight, but who wants to go up against me-” I quickly opened my magic satchel and pulled out my sword, allowing it to close. “-and my blade?”

Shard Hammer, by guess gave a sadistic grin in response before yelling out to the crowd. “My hammer! I’ve got a nat to squash if he’s this frail!” He easily pushed through the crowd but a Crystal Hammer covered in glowing runes sailed into the arena to land at his side, hefting it’s sizable weight in a showy fashion in one hand leaning it onto his shoulder. But the symboled wording on it from this angle seemed to mention some sort of ‘nullification’ among other things.

Well shit.

“Alright fine, but a warning first.” I said. “My blade isn’t normal. The edge is made of Aetherium, a mystical metal that actually is magic. I don’t care what kind of countermeasures you have, this blade will ignore them.” It was a slight bluff, but it was true. You don’t mess with Aetherium unless you know what you’re doing.

The crowd blinked, before Shard Hammer gestured to Sombra who was pushed closer to the front to get ‘his’ likely take on it. “We would believe me means the metal that was gifted to the FIRST Emperor in the form of a Staff seven to nine generations ago. It is pure magic given physical form.” At that little ‘blurb’ on his history a lot of the crowd started to stare at me or rather my sword.

“Well, I know not of your Emperor, but that is what the metal is.” I said. “Aetherium is what it’s called. It’s almost impossible to create, and even harder to find. Very few knew the secrets where I’m from, and they’re gone now. I wish to find them one day. But do tell me, who made that staff, and how did someone make that?”

There were heated murmurs in the crowd some loud enough to even grouse. “Bucking figures, the beast thing knows more about it than we do.” Another did a spitting motion before trying to be quiet. “Bet it was those alicorns who took the staff or lost our divine gift.” The rest of them were devolving into rumors or wild hearsay until the thumping of Shard Hammer’s well, Hammer into the ground quieted everyone.

“I wouldn’t blame them.” I said. “I know not of the alicorns of here, but where I’m from, they’re much nicer than you’d think. They’re not bad ponies. I’d trust the alicorns I knew with my life. I’d suggest maybe looking around for it. It might be where your Emperor was. I’m not sure. What I am sure of, is that it might have been good for you to have lost the staff. Too much Aetherium can sometimes poison the mind of the wielder. Enough of it could destroy their physical form, turning them into magic itself.”

The crowd of soldiers were about to start speculating again before a withering glare from Shard Hammer’s gaze shut their collective jaws with a numerous ‘click’ noise. “Enough of this banter, we’ll go until third blood or broken bone!” Shard Hammer proclaimed. Wait, broken bone? Now, I know about the whole third blood thing but broken bone?! Fucking shit!

AND HE’S STARTING IT OFF!

Shard Hammer swung his weapon at me while I was still trying to comprehend what he was saying, barely giving me enough time to block with my sword. He still sent me backwards from the force of his hammer and into the crowd of Crystal Ponies, who eagerly shoved me up and back towards him. He swung again, and I ducked a la Matrix style to avoid getting hit in the gut with his hammer.

“You son of a bitch!” I yelled, swinging my sword and missing him completely.

He gave a wider grin, swinging his hammer from a lower angle upwards while providing a spin from the pole portion, making it only turn in a upward angle at myself with the top of the hammer being a fist sized spike top.

“FUCK!” I said, slamming my sword into his hammer at the last second to avoid being hit. He recoiled from the block, stumbling backwards a little. It was a good enough opening for me to slash him. He went down from the attack, but did not get up. Instead, he stayed there panting, like as if he had been going like this for rounds at a time. “Oh shit. I didn’t mean for that to happen. You see, Aetherium does strange things when combined with weapons. On a staff, spells cast through it are more potent. On a hammer, the impact is greater, and the wielder is stronger. A sword has the strangest effects, though. The blade cuts through the air faster, and when someone is slashed with it, they get a random effect. You appear to have been weakened by it. Lucky you, the most common effect is bursting into Aetheric flame, which cannot be put out.”

“Get him to the medical tent!” Screamed one of the Crystal Ponies. “He needs attention now!”

“He’s fine, he’s just ill.” I said. “His sickness will blow over. It’s just an effect of a magical material, not some kind of poison. Ya know, Sombra, while I’m here, could I perhaps get another sword so I can prevent this kind of thing?” The casual way in speaking his name earned many a glare towards Sombra in question by the Crystal Pony soldiers, some even muttering to themselves as some could be heard.

“Is the duke making a power play on The Hand?” The mutterings only got worse as when he had guided me to what looked like the mobile armory next to a hastily set up forge showing me the available gear for replacements if anything else being standard issue. Though the rumor mill spread faster than I thought possible, by this point everyone here was thinking what he’d likely do to solidify his position from this campaign with his ‘pet elf thing’.

“We should have expected this, now if this push does go well as thy optimism shows thus far. It will only solidify that we ‘up handed’ the Emperor’s Hand, his oldest and most trusted friend.” Giving me a rather icey look, before outright groaning with his hands going onto his face adding onto this. “It’s bad enough that the Empire’s Two princesses are near to outright killing one another, to get us as their stallion.”

“I’m sorry, Sombra, I didn’t know about all of that.” I said. “Listen, the rumors are fake, and you know they are. I’m here to help. I can even prove it. Afterwards, I’m gone. I’m no pet, and I plan to leave saying so. I’m just a friend, one that answers to a greater power than you.”

He just gave me a look, lifting a four fingered anthro hand counting off. “First because the BEST melee fighter of the Empire second only to the Emperor is now out of commission for this new push, which will depending on success of failure cause waves. Second is being common PLACE for those of Influence in the Empire to try and ‘one up’ another, but if we have success then this will likely be one of the more ‘riskier’ gambles any had done. Third is that ourself and those on the Empire’s Small Council are always trying something to shift the balance in their favor, especially so since we came to be on it. Fourth would be the NUMBER of assassination attempts number to at least THREE a week for just US, how does thou take the morbid thought of coming up with countermeasures to such things?”

“Wait what?!” I asked. “Dude, I’m not here forever. Plus, that fighter will recover. He’ll be a little weak for at most a week after the sickness lets go, which it should by tomorrow or the day after. I could give him a potion to help him, but it’s my only one, and I’m saving it. Just keep him under a bit of medical care, and when the sickness lets go, keep him still for at least a day afterwards, it’ll help the recovery immensely.”

He waved off my potion idea, thankfully, as he said why. “Would thou even think he or his personal guard would allow such a offering? It’ll likely be spilled onto the ground wasted, the best choice is to distance ourselves and hope he recovers while keeping an eye on anypony who isn’t his personal guard. Because if one working for another did end up finishing Shard Hammer off, we’d get the blame even long after you were dismissed.” He stated as he looked over a few weapons, laying some of them out for me to look at, with all of them being made from crystal.

“Don’t worry, he won’t really be weakened, he’ll just feel like crap.” I said. “Honestly, he’ll recover and be fine. The sickness doesn’t last long, but he might have some problems in the future, but I wouldn’t know what those are.”

Sighing again before responding to me. “Well we hath much ground to cover literally and figuratively, before we lose thy assistance in this endeavour. At the least we hope to have success, so that any stormed up ‘facts’ about us will be mulled over by much gains.. But for now We should try to push the offensive early due to Shard Hammer’s state to make sure the troops morale doesn’t affect everypony.” Showing even a set of crystal armor he’s been pulling out, that seem very close to my body’s current sizes are by sight alone.

“Right, let’s go enact that plan.” I said. “Now, if you could lead me to the front…”

“So, this is the what Sombra was talking about.” I said.

I had, as best as I could, ‘ninja’d’ my way up to the flatter plateau ground before the outer walls of Tambelon, ‘shattering’ cursed bells along the way with whatever I had, meaning magnetism and gravity. Those bells were huge, they even had ‘emergency’ enchanted mallets to strike them too. It was kind of bullshit. I’m just lucky I had gotten as far as I had, what with the guards, the undead, and the fact that my invisibility and muffle spells wore off when I got close to the gate. Okay, so that’s bullshit, I hid in a box a la Solid Snake and everyone was stupid enough to let that pass. At least I left a trail of broken towers and bells in my wake.

The icy wind lashed against my face, the chill of the mountains unnaturally harsh on the ascent closer to the City of Tambelon with each step. Shuddering screams of something out there forced a tingle along my spine, while those eyes in the sky glowed. It was like something was watching me from somewhere. Sombra had told me about the city, if only briefly. The city stood out from the mountain, what with it being half inside the mountain itself. I couldn’t really see the city itself, only its enormous walls. I could see a few building roofs, but not much else. Along the walls were motifs of Alicorns, most being ruined by a large buildup of ice and snow. I could see a bunch of shiny lights. The lights must have been the bells that Sombra talked about.

“Well, lets get this over with.” I said, walking up to the city gates. I banged harshly upon them for a while before getting a response.

All of the sounds around me, besides the distinct feeling of the harsh wind on my body, felt as if it were the only telling of real danger. When the more individual sized stone covered openings slid open, showing a leather cloaked Goat, whose face had yet to be seen by other than a chill covered muzzle that seemed ‘thinly’ holding on as it’s breath spoke the next words. “What passage does one seek in what heart that lays frozen, hide that is to be tanned and straightened only to be bent this way or that way?” The head tilted a bit as the Goat’s face became revealed showing a half rotted guard with glowing eye sockets of a sickly nature.

“Um, what?” I said. “Listen, I’m not in the mood for riddles. Let me through to see Grogar.”

The sickly glow of the guard’s eyes intensified before the door shut again, with a small bell like sound was barely heard as a muffled ‘tink’ as the doors and main gate glowed from a surge from whatever layline this city was built upon.

“So, is that a yes?” I asked.

Why did I say that?

Immediately after I said that, several undead of a couple species started popping up from the ground, and three demons made themselves known as they flew over the city walls.

“Shit.” I said, pulling out my sword from my magic satchel. “Maybe this won’t work….” I quickly put away my sword as the undead drew nearer and the demons flew overhead. I pulled out my Volcano snipe. “Alright, let’s get fiery.”

I opened fire upon the undead, all of them bursting into flame instantly, the ones around I shot also bursting into flames from the Volcano’s unique and powerful elemental effect.

“Take that, undead pricks!” I yelled as the undead burned to a crisp around me. I swear, all these ponies and other undead, I’m gonna be in therapy for weeks. I turned my attention from the burning undead to the flying demons and started taking shots at them. Damn their flying. “Know what? Screw this!”

I put my snipe away and pulled out the D&D tome. I searched through it for a bit before deciding on a spell, meteor swarm. I attempted to pull it off…. only to be met with nothing. The spell didn’t even fire off.

“What the hell?!” I said, surprised. “What’s wrong with my ability to cast magic?!”

There was whispering giggles just behind my shoulder again as if something ‘icky’ brushed across my spine as ‘HE’ spoke again. “We see how easy it is thou must fail, has one’s parent told thou of the lesser known ‘rules’ of one universe to another? We shall say that we are disappointed by the Dungeon Master’s child, tis only easier to let us corrupt thou with such ‘lacking’.” Peels of laughter even came from those flying demons, as sharklike teeth formed on some of their inky faces.

“Yeah, well fuck you!” I screamed, putting away the tome. “I have a better idea!” I concentrated on one of the demons and then focused on him slamming into the ground. Down the demon went, thanks to my gravity powers. “How’s that for lacking?” I focused on a different demon, focusing more on his sword than him. I raised my hand and moved it in a swiping motion, sending the sword into the demon next to him. The demon whose sword I magnetized into his friend fled in terror and into the city, only for his corpse to come flying back over the wall. Wow, tough crowd.

I turned to the wall, and tried to focus on bringing down a large part of it… Finding that I could not.

“Well, shit.” I said. “Thought I could keep everyone from even having to come. Oh well. Back to the original plan.”

I used my gravity to levitate myself up and above the wall before looking around for the bells. I found a couple on the part of the wall I was floating outside from, and attempted to use gravity to crush them. I only put a dent in them both, hopefully it was enough to ruin their effect. I saw a couple of black bells towards the other side of the mountain. I wasn’t able to use gravity on them for some reason, but I was able to magnetize them slightly. Hopefully with them trying to reach each other, the citizens of Tambelon wouldn’t be able to use them.

“Hope that’s enough for Sombra.” I said. I took out my Volcano snipe again, this time firing away from the city and into the sky. That was the signal, hopefully Sombra saw it.

It wasn’t for about three hours until Sombra arrived with a haggard, but from rough counting there were a couple thousand Crystal Ponies with maybe two ‘Crystal Knights’ to each stallion or mare there of Crystal Ponies. Also among those fewer were at least twenty giant dririder type of Crystal Constructs a bit bigger than ELEPHANTS!

“Duke Sombra, glad you could finally make it.” I said. “Did you like my work?”

His battle gear looked just as dinged, scraped or worn as any other soldier as he gave a labored sort of ‘laugh’ if that could count for anything. “We did, otherwise none of us whom had made it up to here would actually be here.” Giving a hand gesture towards himself and the Crystal Ponies behind him, some actually giving deadpan looks or twitches of the eye as one actually muttered about seeing a lot of filth rammed on their spear.

“Well that’s good.” I said. I then felt a slight burning on my left arm. Looking over at it, I noticed that the Dice Roller Core was glowing.

I’M PULLING YOU! Came a voice that I hadn’t heard since I got here.

“DM! Finally you speak to me again!” I called out to the screen on my arm, which currently showed a pair of glowing lights in the shape of eyes, as well as a glowing frown. “Where the hell were you?”

Trying not to see ‘him’. Sadly, I must if I’m going to remove you from here. The DM said. I’d rather you not see what’s behind those walls. All futures that involve you seeing that do not end well. In fact, most of them end in you attempting to permanently murder yourself.

“Wait, what?!” I asked. “What the hell are behind those walls?!” I turned towards Sombra. “What’s behind those walls?”

He blinked while gesturing to the Crystal Troops and Constructs to advance onto Tambelon’s City Gates. “We would say the City of Tambelon, if one ventured north beyond that would be the long not since traveled path to the Alicorn Empire of olde, that being dead in recent memory is still saturated in enough magic that could kill anybeing even a dragon tempting their luck. But as for Tambelon, it’s been under a Dark Shadow for YEARS. Whom knows what horrors lay within now?” He stated curiously and grimly.

“Alright then.” I said.

He doesn’t know what’s beyond those walls. The DM said. Just tell him you have to go, I’m pulling you soon.

“Hey Sombra, I’m going to be leaving soon.” I said. “If you need me again, you have my token so that you can summon me again. Just, don’t call me in Tambelon. The ‘greater being’ that I follow won’t allow me to enter Tambelon, let alone see the inside.”

Blinking at this before giving a nod, as it seemed that ‘Ruby’ made it up the path also, if looking fractured. At Sombra’s motion took a translucent Crystal Case off ‘her’ back offering it to me. It looked like there was a book, some gem heart, and a note inside. “We offer these gifts as well, the book we have guessed may be as we hoped from success our own ‘token’ of summoning, good agent of beyond this realm.” He then bowed politely halfway, around that time, even from here, the heavy bashing made by two of those huge spider like constructs were hitting the city gates.

“Thanks.” I said, taking the case. “I know I could give you something. So, what could it be….. Oh, I know!” I looked to my hand, which was currently covered in Aetherium. I broke off a piece. It took the form of a ring in my robotic hand. “Here, take this. I don’t know what it’ll do, but I’m sure you’ll find a use for it.”

Blinking down at it, his fingers touched it causing a funny enough intense shiver of his entire fur coat that I could see. Though he looked at the size than nearly cross eyed at his own horn, before trying to put it on to see if it can be worn like that. I suppressed a chuckle as he held onto his head while the ring fully slid down and he grunted, the horn on his head shifting to look a natural if longer length by two inches but the horn now had some faint inlays of mana pulsing into it.

“Thank you, Sombra.” I said. A portal opened up behind me. “And that’s my exit out of here. I’ll see you around the Multiverse.” As I walked through the portal, I saw what looked like possibly Inquisitor Drogan from Warhammer. What the fuck?!

He stumbled out into the open from a violent portal when a Crystal Soldier had picked up the symbol for the Inquisition, with a ‘Ordo Zenos’ sort of carved on it. “It would seem Someone has need of Myself, Inquisitor Drogan is whom I be-” Was all i heard before the portal fully took me.

As I walked out through the other side of the portal, all I could wonder is why that ‘Inquisitor’ showed up.

I didn’t really have much time to think about that though, as I was assaulted by an angry Lyra.

“WHY ISN’T MY HOUSE FIXED?!” she screamed.

Well shit.