So… All that happened....

It was almost like a dream… or in my case, a horrible, HORRIBLE nightmare that just wouldn’t end. I had been mutated, lost control of myself, almost killed my best friend, then somehow got into a Contract and had sex with said friend. Seriously, what was my life now?

Hell, on top of that, I had somehow become a GOD, and fallen from the grace of the DM and lost my upper edge on most people. I could only wonder what that meant for the people who I had given ‘blood gifts’ to. Oh jeeze! I gave someone a blood gift that’d help keep them alive! I hope they’re okay…

I also had to wonder where Avarice had gone during the night. Oh wait, there’s a note… from Bluebelle.

“Dox,

I have decided that maybe you were right to an extent. That’s not going to stop me from doing what I can to help control myself, however. I’m still making a deal with Avarice. I’m not going as far as I was going to, though. I’m only asking him to make me a shifter, no Plaga. While she can’t guarantee there won’t be Plaga involved, she has guaranteed that I will be come a shifter, and not a mutated clone of herself.

Please, my dear. When you awake and read this, do not be mad at me. It is the only way I can think of. I know it’s the ‘easy way’ as you put it in your rage yesterday, but it’s a way that will work well. I hope you understand. In the meantime, I have decided to go back to Canterlot to tell the others the news of what has happened to you. While me and Luna both feel sorry for your current condition, we are happy that you have achieved godhood. Hopefully you have achieved all that goes with it and we won’t be made unhappy one very sad day in the future.

Loving as always,
Bluebelle

P.S.- After going through with the transformation and teaching me what I needed to know, Avarice left quietly. She said something about eggs, but I couldn’t make it out, nor had the time to ask her what she was talking about as she left right afterwards, but not before doing something to your clothes. You may want to ask her about the eggs thing and whatever she did to your clothes the next time you see her, or him, depending on whatever form they take.

‘So, she still went through with it.’ I thought as I put on my clothes. ‘Avarice turned Blue into a shifter and left. Well, at least she didn’t add the whole copy/paste DNA thing. Honestly, that was all I was opposed to. I didn’t want Blue to become a Verdugo/Mass Shifter/Fertility Goddess. No telling what would have happened to her psyche, considering what happened to mine. Then again, I did kinda screw up and caused it all myself…. Damn it, now I’m getting depressed. I need something to distract me…’

“Dox!” Came the call of Luna. “Dox, down here!”

“Luna!” I said back. “How nice to see you!”

“Hey! Tone it down, will you?” Luna yelled back, covering her ears. “You’re still really huge. There’s no need for yelling with your size.”

“Oh, sorry.” I said before shifting down to a more manageable size by turning into a copy of Luna. Man… Still not having fun with being copies of others…Also afraid of what my base form is… But hey! My clothes shifted with me! I’m a perfect clone of Luna, all the way down to her regalia and clothes! ”Better?”

“Much.” Luna said. “Albeit somewhat disturbing, but this is what you are now. Anyways, I have something for you. It’s been making noises recently.” Luna held up a small rectangular device, one that I instantly recognized as my Dice Roller Core.

“Wait, noises?” I said surprisingly, snatching the device out of Luna’s hands. “What kind of noises?”

“Talking of some kind.” Luna said. “I could not make it out, but it was definitely talking.”

“Really? Maybe it’s the DM saying I did good!” I almost squealed. I had been without a connection to him for not even a full day, and here I was, wanting my status and power back. “Please be the DM. Please be the DM.” I chanted as I tapped the screen of the Dice Roller Core. What I was greeted with was not the DM’s voice. No, I was confronted with a stranger’s voice saying:

"If you are truly the Dungeon Master, then help me prove my worth by combat."

“Great. A Displaced calling me.” I said. “Well, not what I was hoping for, but still. Yo, whoever you are! If you’re trying to summon me, you’re gonna need to roll the die. Doesn’t work if you don’t for some reason.” I turned back to Luna. “I’m sorry, my dear. I have to take this. I’ll be back shortly…. In fact, let me try something.” I opened my magic satchel, something I was glad that still functioned properly despite my form shifting, and pulled out my D&D tome. I opened the large book, only to be met with a faded first page. There was something written in silver right under my name.

Unworthy. Limit Access.

Damn it, DM! I know you’re mad at me, but why must you make it worse for me!

I started sifting through the pages, only to find the more powerful spells had been blacked out, unless I knew them. I knew few, but it was enough. I kept searching through the book to find a certain spell, finally reaching it in the middle of the book. The magic waypoint spell. I read through the description of the spell again. I could leave a point anywhere, depending on what it was. One part of it was incredibly helpful. A waypoint through time. It was a one time use, but hey, worth a shot so I could get back to the time that I left.

I cast the spell right at the exact time a portal opened in front of me. Perfect timing. Now, let’s see what this Displaced wants.

[Krieg PoV]

Meanwhile:

I was lazing around in my cave, sleeping on my bag filled with hay. This was interrupted when an offending object dropped on my head suddenly, waking me up from my dreams of death and slaughter. I started to scream as the object fell down my mask and into my eye, causing me to bolt up in pain. As I shook my head to dislodge the object, it fell into my lap. When I had picked it up to see it more clearly, I heard a voice ring out from the object that I could identify as a D6:

This is for anyone who needs help or just wants a friend. Summon the Dungeon Master of Equestria if you’re ever in need.

A DM, if I could fight him, it might be a good stepping stone to killing Celestia and Luna. I spoke into the die hoping that the one who made it would hear me

“If you are truly the Dungeon Master, then help me prove my worth by combat."

“Yo, whoever you are! If you’re trying to summon me, you’re gonna need to roll the die. Doesn’t work if you don’t for some reason.”

[3rd PoV]

A shadowy purple portal opened in front of Krieg, and out stepped what appeared to be a silver anthro version of Princess Luna, regalia and all. The alicorn stared at the psycho for a few seconds before speaking.

“And what do you want?” Questioned the mare. “You summoned me, now please tell me what you wanted.”

“I am looking for a fight to prove my worth as a warrior,” Krieg said to the human like pony.

“Goodie.” Said the anthro Princess of the Night. “Bet you weren’t expecting this, though.” ‘Luna’ gestured to her well endowed self.

“I had figured that I would be fighting a human, not some mare who looks like one.” Krieg said to the ‘Princess’.

“Oh, so I’m disappointing you?” ‘Luna’ said. “Well, might as well change that. Let’s just see if I can.” The ‘Luna’ started shifting and shrinking into a 6’ 6” blob before turning into a white human male wearing a black hoodie, black jeans, and strange ass black leather shoes. “Better? Or would you rather me turn into a girl?”

“I was expecting something more human than a pony, even if it stood on two legs, so yes it is.” Krieg said to the unknown being before him.

“Great. And how would you feel if I did this?” The human said before turning into a humanoid blob and shrinking slightly. The blob then turned into a perfect copy of Krieg, clothes and all. Even his buzz axe had been copied in the shift.

Krieg had almost instantly pulled out his HellFire and tried to harm the thing in front of him, only for it to knock it away with its buzz axe.

“Hey now, no one said go yet.” The ‘Krieg’ said in the original Krieg’s voice. “Did you really expect to hit me with a cheap shot?”

“GO!” Krieg screamed as he rushed the copy, buzz axe spinning.

The copy blocked it with it’s own buzz axe and then punched Krieg in the face. “Nice try, but I’m not any ordinary opponent. You have to think of something more creative than that to beat me.”

As Krieg was falling back from the punch he, moved his head up and shot out a cone of flames at the shape changer.

“Heh heh heh.” Came the laughter from the copy. “Do you really think fire can harm me right now? If you haven’t noticed, I’m you right now. HA HA HA HA HA!” The copy rushed Krieg before picking him up and slamming him into the wall of cave they were in. “You don’t know how screwed you are.” As if just to mock Krieg, the copy lifted its mask and spit its own fire directly in his face.

As Krieg was flaming he took out his shotgun and unloaded it into the copycats chest, knocking him off balance and back five feet. Krieg switched to the Shredifier, launching a wall of bullets at the other him. A few shots missed him, kicking up dust and debris everywhere. He eventually went through the clip he was on and stopped to reload.

That was when he heard the laughter. The laughter of the crazed copy.

“You… You really think that’ll do something?” Came the voice of the copy between laughs. “Let me tell you a secret, bandit. I work for Hyperion. And I have a shield.”

“Who you work for matters not on the field, only weapons and tech” Krieg told the counterpart

“The tech sure does.” Said the copy as the dust settled, only to reveal that he was unharmed. “Too bad you drained my shield. I rather like avoiding bullet damage. Though, if I must, I must.” The copy seemed to reach his right arm into a different dimension before pulling out what looked like a messed up as hell Infinity. He fired it once and the bullet exploded on impact with the wall of the cave. Right afterwards, the gun started glowing yellow. “Heh, you’re screwed. I’d run if I were you.”

“Box cover, box cover! I'm the one who eats the stardom! I'm the hero of all the villains! You can't swallow my morality like a lollipop pill! I'll run around your mind and set the world record with my meat sleeves!” Krieg screamed as he threw his axe at the shifter in an attempt disarm him, the explosive payload on it ready to blow. The first few missed, but one eventually made its mark, embedding into the copy’s arm and exploding, obliterating its arm and sending the glitched Infinity flying.

“Damn it!” Cried the copy. “I like that gun! And that was my shooting arm! You’re gonna pay for that.” The copy turned into the featureless humanoid blob again before growing in size, stopping when it became over twice its original size at 15’. That’s when the features started showing up. The blob grew insectoid mandibles, and razor sharp claws. A tail sprouted from its back and ended in a bladed tip. Its body grew pale white chitin. Its eyes became like glass ovals that glowed red. “I’m pretty sure you should give up before shit gets worse.” Came the ‘voice of the creature that now stood before Krieg. It seemed to echo from everywhere, but also nowhere, like as if it was in Krieg’s head. “Also pretty sure this is the part where you piss your pants.”

Krieg stood before the beast in front of him, wondering if he should just give up before the might of the beast. After about 3 seconds, he charged at it, waving his axe in the air as he changed into a badass, screaming at the top of his lungs….

Only for him to be backhanded and sent flying into a wall at high velocity. He got stuck in the wall for a few seconds before losing consciousness, only to wake up a second later… in a newly digi-structed body.

“Ugggg” Krieg moaned as he came back to life and walked over to the beast and looked at him.

“Hello sunshine, the Earth says hello!” The beast mocked. “Welcome back to the land of the living, my psychotic friend.”

“I hate respawns.” Krieg muttered to the beast in front of him.

“Well, that’s what you get for fighting someone who’s essentially a raid boss.” The beast said. “And I’d look out for them, by the way. They might be alive on this Equestria. You can never tell, though. Oh, and I’d like it if you would stop thinking of me as ‘a beast’. I have a name, you know.”

“And what is it?” Krieg asked of the beast.

“I am Dox, Dox Ad Finem.” Dox said through his telepathy. “But you may call me master, because I just owned you.” Dox chuckled to himself a little bit. “I’m only joking. Just call me Dox.”

“I am almost sure you picked my name from my mind, but it is Krieg, just incase you hadn't yet figured that out.” The monster of a man said. “But how did you get here is what I want to know most.”

“Oh, simple.” Dox said. “I met the Merchant and bought something like an idiot. As to my current appearance, let’s just say it was a long story involving breaking deals and mutagen and not go any further than that. I REALLY don’t want to relive the event. A lot of bad things happened. I went crazy, almost killed my best friend. And it was all my fault.” Dox drifted off for a few seconds before refocusing on Krieg. “But enough about me. What happened to you? What made you join the ranks of the Displaced?”

“Displaced?” Krieg asked.

“Yeah, the Displaced.” Dox said. “We’re the guys that either got sent to Equestria by the power lottery bullshit, or, like most of us, were sent here by the douche only known as The Merchant. So, which is it? You buy something from some creepy guy that looked like he belonged in Resident Evil or just got randomly sent here?”

“I bought the buzz axe that I tried to kill you with, went to take a piss, and then passed out and woke up in rainbow hell.” Krieg said to Dox, explaining how he entered the Displaced.

“Heh, sounds like how most of us got screwed over.” Dox chuckled. “Don’t sweat it, man. It won’t be the last bit of crazy shit you face. Hell, you might just get stuck in stone if you’re not careful.” Krieg glared at Dox. “You…. You didn’t…. OH THAT’S RICH! You did, didn’t you? Good job! I’m betting that other voice in your head had control at the time?”

“We have co-ownership over the body, he fights and I keep us from killing innocents. Why we were stuck in stone is because we woke up to about 20 ponies practically shoving spears down my throat, so he killed them and I let him for attacking us.” Krieg ranted to Dox.

“Well, sounds like you royally screwed your reputation, then.” Dox said. “Ya know, it’d benefit you more to be on the same side as the ponies instead of against them. I mean, you could be saving them, and they’d gladly help you out in return. Heck, I can even tell you six ponies that could help you save your reputation so much, that if Celestia went against you, there’d be a ton of problems, seeing as the ponies trust them just about as much as her.”

“And who might these six be?” Krieg asked Dox.

“They’re called the elements of harmony. Though, there might be some problems with you finding them.” Dox said. “So, before I tell you their names, how about I ask you this. What state is Discord in?”

“Stoned off his ass.” Krieg joked.

“Is this the first time or the second time?” Dox asked.

“Second,” Krieg said.

“Perfect.” Dox stated. “Well, if you know the ones who stoned him, they’re the ones you want to befriend. Applejack, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, Rarity, and the Element of Magic and PERSONAL student of Princess Celestia, herself, Twilight Sparkle. I suggest you don’t go for her first, though. She’s a scholar and will probably alert Celestia of your presence if you don’t have her friends support first. I’d honestly start with Applejack, the one with the stetson. I’ll warn you, though. You’ll have to do some labor, most likely, if you want to get on her good side. Just try and appeal to her values, and be honest. If it’s a question that could screw you, though, try and dodge it if you must. But if she asks you about your past, the slaughtering and everything, tell her the truth. You didn’t do it, your other voice did. The key is just being honest, though, and I can’t stress it enough, why do you think I’ve been repeating it so much?”

“If she asks why I let the voice do it though and I am honest, I will say that I let it do it because it made us happy to see the ones who attacked us hurt like we were.” Krieg told Dox.

“Now, don’t say that.” Dox warned. “That’ll get you in the same boat as Discord. No. Tell her it was self defence, got it? It’s not a lie, but it’s not the brutal brutal truth. Hell, if you do tell her the brutal truth, tell her the full story. That you weren’t originally like this. I can tell you used to be better than that. Whatever the Merchant does to us Displaced really fucks with us. Speaking of that, you need a token, don’t you?”

“Token?” Krieg asked.

“Wow, you really know NOTHING about the Displaced, do you?” Dox asked rhetorically. “Don’t answer that. I already know. Listen, I’ll help you make one real quick, then I want you to send me back. I’m kinda testing something with my returns. All you need to do is take an item, pour yourself into it, I guess, or magic, I can never tell, then say something that tells people who you are. Like me. I’m the Dungeon Master of Equestria….. Or was… But let’s not focus on me. First step time. Pick an item that represents you.”

Krieg grabbed his axe and ripped out the spinning blade of it.

“Good, good.” Dox said. “Now you just need to pour yourself into it, or magic, whatever.”

As Krieg held the axe blade, he felt something pouring out of him and into the blade, making it glow an orange color. He felt compelled to speak words into the blade. “Should you need the blood of those who fight you to dye the ground red, then call upon me, Krieg the Psycho.” Krieg spoke into the blade, giving it a message to those who found it.

“Well, a little creepy and sinister, but who am I to judge.” Dox said with a shrug before taking the blade from Krieg. “Now, lets see if I can still do this.” Dox tossed the blade in front of him, a portal opening up and taking it. Another portal opened up behind Dox, and a copy of the blade came shooting out from it, only to be caught by Dox. “Ha! Still got it. Well, that should be that, I have my copy of your token, and you have mine. Let me tell you to not hesitate to call if you need me. Now, if you could send me back. All you need to say is: Dox, our contract is complete. Then I’ll be on my way.”

“Dox, our contact is complete.” said Krieg as he started to fall to the floor from exhaustion, snoring by the time he hit the ground.

“Ah, so peaceful when they sleep.” Dox said as a portal opened up to carry him back to his own Equestria. “Although, I must say, I like the insane one’s dreams better. Less killing, more hugging the ponies for some reason.” And with that, Dox stepped through the portal and was gone.

[Dox PoV]

Well, that was fun. I got to go meet a Krieg, and hey! The waypoint worked!

“That certainly was-” Luna started, but never finished, instead freezing as she took in my new base form which towered over her. One quick look at the reflective water showed me why. I looked like a fusion of Verdugo and Doppelganger. It was honestly quite frightening to look at.

“Sorry Lulu. Didn’t mean to scare you with this.” I said through my telepathy, seeing as I couldn’t speak normally like this. Glad I figured that out when I was in Krieg’s world…. Luna’s still giving me that look of shock. “Luna, it’s me, Dox. What’s wrong?”

“Is this what would have become of our niece?!” Luna almost shrieked at me.

“In all likelihood, probably.” I said. “Now do you see why I was trying to stop it? I didn’t want her to become…. this. Being a mutant like this is a horrible fate. I’m a monster now, and I don’t deserve even being seen around you.”

“Don’t say that, my love. We all love you no matter what you become.” Luna said, her voice reassuring and calm. “Just so long as you continue to be true and faithful, and don’t stray from your good path, we’ll love you.”

“You have no idea how much that means to me, Lulu.” I said, feeling a tear fall down my cheek. “You really have no idea.” It was true, just to be known that I was loved that much was enough to- WAIT A SECOND. I JUST SAID THAT NORMALLY!

I rushed back over to the water, almost missing the shocked look I was getting from Luna. What I saw in the water was….. Myself. My normal self. It wasn’t the creepy Doppelganger Verdugo fusion. No, I was my pale ass changeling self again! Holy crap! But I thought I was mutated for good! There’s no way I could have-

I was right. One look at my right arm told me I’m correct. It wasn’t the shiny metal I was used to, though the shiny metal of the Changeling Blade was there. No, this was more… biological. I had lost my arm for good, there was no getting it back… But I could feel this. Come to think of it, I could feel it in my fusion form, too. It was like the mutagen had affected my mechanical arm as well, turning it from mechanical into biomechanical…. Turns out I might have some things to chat with Avarice about the next time I see him…. And there I go, I’m back in the fusion form. What’s the key to turning back?

A question for another day. I have a quest to do.

“Luna, you wanted adventure?” I questioned. “Then let’s get to it.”

Author's Notes:

What's this?! Another chapter from yours truly right after I posted the last one? Blasphemy!
Anyways, this was a crossover with Dark_Light and his story I'm Here to Shank and Smile.

But yeah. Now's when I'm actually signing off. It's freaking 2:30 AM over here, and I'm tired. Night guys! This is Music Mod, signing off.