Eol, the diamond dog, became my companion for the detour, his clan was further away from Equestrian borders, and more inland to the Dominion. We talked a bit about his situation, how in about a month's time, the alpha would plan on holding a massive sacrifice to a dragon on a plateau where it lived. It took us two weeks to get there, and for the rest of the month we stayed in a small brush a few kliks from the foot of the mountain, monitoring the area to see if this "Ensin" Eol was talking about would show his face early.

"Ensin sometimes goes out of the warren every two weeks or so to trade with other clans."

"Sometimes?"

"Most of the time he just sends a messenger. But there are times when the other clans get... restless."

I learned from him a bit about Diamond dog culture, how it was a territorial battle they constantly had to maintain to prevent an overthrow, nothing much greater than dogs pissing on fire hydrants. The time came for us to scale the mountain to the plateau where the scheduled sacrifice was to be held. There I saw it, the dragon's lair in the cave of the mountain side, the alpha and a couple of guards taking the lead. A breeze came in from the north. The dragon slouched out of his cave, purple, a third of the size of Blackfire, Kokuryu hummed in it's sheath. Then the Alpha gave a command that had me interrupt the entire ceremony, he made them kneel before him. I could not take it anymore. I motioned for Eol to stay behind cover, thing were going to get bloody. Instantly the dragon and the Alpha noticed me slowly walking towards them. The Alpha spoke first,

"What is the meaning of this? Who are y-" I walked up to him, my vision going red, without a second thought I jutted my hilt into his abdomen, the strike dropping him to the ground in a curled heap.

"Jamada... (You're interferring...)" I then walked up to the purple dragon. He cackled and stared at me,

"Who are you to brazenly walk up to me?" I unsheathed Kokuryu, the blade singing in the open wind. I feel the presence of Blackfire next to me, the winds stand ready at my command.

"Watashi wa Kokuryū no kōkei-shadesu, Blackfire! (I am the successor of the black dragon, BlackFire!) Watashi wa Aoi Myoujin desu! (I am Aoi Myoujin!)" The Purple Dragon chuckled.

"You a mortal, successor to a dragon of the first order? Don't make me lau-" He held his words when he caught a glimpse of the blade I held at my side and growled.

"Anata wa watashi de anata no kiba o mukidashi aete? (You dare bare your fangs at me?)" I felt Blackfire's voice behind my words.

"No... It can't be... you're just a... you killed Blackfire?" He pondered on that thought and grinned.

"So if I kill you, I am stronger than Blackfire! Very well, take your best shot." He lunged at me, I slowed down time, tilting my body slightly to barely avoid the impact of the head into the plateau, I only needed one shot. I hopped up and pivoted my body.

'Kami no Mukui, Tengoku no Girochin (Divine Reckoning, Heavenly Guillotine)"

I turned in midair once then brought the sword down with both paws directly onto the dragon's neck, severing it cleanly, the scales breaking due to the sheer force of the attack, causing them to scatter all over the plateau. I land and sheath my sword, the deed finished. But there was still one unfinished piece of business. I grabbed Ensin by the scruff and held him high for his people to see, now free of their bonds thanks to Eol. He came up to me and asked with a serious expression.

"So what do we do with this trash," I toss the incapacitated Ensin at the feet of Eol,

"Take your revenge, or do what you will with him, your call." Eol looked at me as if I had guidance to give him, I stood there with a look of indifference, I made my choice on my own, so would he, no outside influences, I signaled the crowd to be silent. The fate of Ensin's life was now for Eol's to decide.

Eol paced around the crippled Ensin, still struggling to breathe due to my prior blow. What I was thinking was this, whatever choice he makes now, he will have to live with his decision, no one would interfere, it was all his. His Experience, his Emotions, his Ethics, those three factors would weigh his decision. I could see him, struggling to make a decision, but here's the honest truth, he had never killed anyone before, many attempts with solemn resolve, but when actually given the one opportunity... I saw his face he wasn't leisurely thinking up how to make him suffer, he was contemplating letting him live. My revenge was over, and when I look at him, I saw myself still in that room with my object of vengeance, except my decision was clear. I backed away to give him some room. he then looked at the dragon head, and I saw a flood of memories recarve themselves into expressions on his face, sorrow, pain, helplessness.

It hit me. It wasn't that he knew his father died because of Ensin, he was there. He was me 20 years ago, and he was me at that very moment, my target on the floor, helpless, just like he made me feel. I couldn't help but grin at the irony of the fact that he was this world's version of me, and now I'm here from the other world to see what this me would decide. I started to think of it as fate's experiment, in which fate is observing how I react to this decision that someone else will make. It somehow made sense, but whatever the outcome however, was not for fate, but for Eol. I was actually giving the finger to fate right now, I had no idea what he would chose, but I would not be surprised with either outcome. I wouldn't think him any less or more because of it. I was dealt the 'Death' card from the Arcana, a card of which it's meaning is coming to terms with your past in order to move on to new life, and right in front of me was the card's climatic play...

He walked over to the dragon's head and pulled dragon's fang from the head, and walked over to Ensin, and started to give a speech to the crowd of slaves,

"You see before your eyes the alpha who led our people to the slaughter, so he could hoard all the gems dug from slave labor. I ask you, will you follow him?" Every one of the slaves said no, even the guards surrounding them.

"Ensin, you fed my father, and countless family members to this monster, to slake your lust for gems, have you ever felt what it was like to be ripped to pieces by the fangs of a dragon?" Ensin shiverred in his crippled state. Eol brought the sharp fang down onto each of Ensin's limbs, following each pierce was a large splurt of blood and an agonizing cry of pain. Until he drove it straight through Ensin's heart, the diamond dog covered in crimson blood.

"Band brothers, today this land is free from the monstrocity that has oppressed us for generations, and we have the Legendary Wolf to thank for this." What he said took me by surprise. Legend? The crowd cheered in awe and jubilation, I turned away from the crowd and started to walk away. I was no legend, hell, I wasn't even from this world, so how could they...

"Aoi, what's wrong, isn't this great, you are finally with us! you can liberate us from the dragons." I brought Eol aside behind the dragonhead, the crowd distracted by the joyous news.

"I'm no Legend... I'm just a regular old wolf," Eol smiled. He was excentric about this.

"That's the thing! You are the ONLY wolf in existence! Wolves have never been seen for over generations, the fact that you are a wolf and have slain the dragon PROVES you are the legend." He then spotted my sword and unsheathed it.

"This blade, I can tell by it's form and from the way you severed a dragon's head it's made of dragon's scale! YOU ARE THE LUNAR LEGEND!" Lunar legend? I was getting more and more confused.

"Long ago, when the land fell into the dark control of dragons over the lands outside Equestria, there was a prophecy, dictated by the reading of the stars. A White wolf with fur as silken as the moon's glow will come to existence, wielding the sword of dragon's bane, who will come to liberate us from the oppression of dragons." I closed my eyes to let the information sink in. I can kill dragons, I have white fur, I'm the only wolf in existence as far as the witness of over don't know how many diamond dogs. Sign's point to yes... but I'm not going to let this go off easily, I didn't train to raise an army to fight dragon's, then again, I never knew I would be coming here in the first place. Well played fate...

Now It was time for me to make a speech,

"Brothers of the land, I have something I must share. I came to this world with unknown intentions. I was wrought here by fate's design. Eol has told me the prophecy of which you speak. I may or may not be the Lunar legend, that fact remains to be seen, I must leave now, but I will advise this. Enstate a new Alpha amongst yourselves, one of valor and virtue, but also of honor and kindness, ready youselves for battle, for you mustn't rely on legends or prophecies, for they may be misunderstood, or the may be true. A new dragon may arrive to take this one's place. Brothers, stand tall, have courage, and you shall prevail, If I may come again, then the prophecy is true, but now, there are things I can't comprehend. Thank you all..." Eol looked at me with pride and joy, wagging his tail. he came up to me and asked something taking me completely offguard.

"I want to come with you!" I looked at him, he had heart, had potential, still young so he could be trained, but I had to be responsible for him. I closed my eyes for a few seconds to focus on the rewards and consequences. I felt Kokuryu hum, and that was the voice I needed.

"Alright, maybe you can shed some light on this." I now had a source of intel on the outer sanction of this world for which i would start a new life.

Maybe I could also start a new family, with Eol as my brother...

Author's Notes:

This Chapter by far was the hardest chapter to write the ending for, because I had conflicting ideas on whether or not Eol should kill Ensin, I read through the last paragraph and since the chapter's focus was fate, I decided to let it decide with a flip of a coin, heads Ensin dies, tails Ensin lives, well now you know what the result was. Also, I'd like to give Blackwing an Enourmous THANK YOU! While I was writing he gave me a huge motivational boost by favoriting The Blue Stranger, knowing that one of my favorite Authors of All Time liked what I was writing. BlackWing, this chapter is dedicated to you.