It’s been a few weeks since I talked to Discord, well no one have talked to him but I understand since what I have done can do a number on someone close to home. I would try to talk to him but I had my own problem.

To start I had Rainbow hounding me for more adventures that I was on and Twilight doing the same but with knowing more about magic of old. I told Dash that if she can find me a estus shard I will tell her everything and for Twilight I gave her a book written by Big Hat Logan to read through.

When I thought that was done I got an letter from Tia and Lu saying that the Grand Galloping Gala was a couple months away and are wondering if I’m going to go. Normally I would do anything to get out of going but since Tia said that the other kingdoms were silent over the last few hundred years I started to think it’s time to see if anyone is still around, starting with home.

I made my way into the Everfree and continued on past the place known as Forbidden Jungle into a swampy place to find the old keep. It took me a bit from fighting some swamp giants, don’t remember the name, and leach monsters I found the keep and headed into the main room. I looked around to see that there were armor and skeletones on the ground, it pains me to see the once great keep fall into ruin and to see the Abyss Watchers all dead, they have turned into old wolves to summon but it still pains me.

I went to the far wall and pressed a part of the wall and it opened up to reveal a passageway to the catacombs. I looked over my supplies to see if I had everything I needed for what’s going to happen.

“Boom hammer, check. Blunderbuss, check. Ammo, check. Stuff I need to survive… check.” I said to myself. I took a deep breath and headed down to the catacombs.

Walking into the place and looking around I saw that there weren’t any undead around, well this might be easy then I thought. I was about to continued walking but I saw something from the corner of my eye. I turned to see what it was.

It was a soapstone sign. I blinked at it and tilted my head, what? How is there a sign down here in all places? Sure I used it before but it was to be transported to somewhere or vice versa. I walked over to it and put my hand out to see who this person is.

What it showed me was a man clad in Drangleic armor. Helmet masking his face from anyone who see him. He had a Drakewing Greatsword and a Tower Shield. I stared at him for a minute and thought about leaving it but looking back at the sign I thought why not.

Stepping back I raised my hand as a small flame sparked out and floated towards the sign. I went to one of the walls and lean on it as I waited, these things take a bit to get going.

I looked out further into the place and saw some skeletons walking around, nothing too bad to handle. I looked back and saw that the sign has worked and the knight was rising from it. He did the stance of the ‘Praise the sun!’ I couldn’t help but chuckle at that. He stopped and looked around at his surroundings until he looked at me.

“Why have you summoned me?” He asked. I noticed his sword was on his back as well as his shield. I pushed off the wall and looked at him.

“Two reasons, to see if the sign works and if it did some help to get to someplace, you have a name?” I asked him as I looked over to the left pathway and note the piles of bones.

“My..name?” He said before shaking his head. “Artyom, my name is Artyom.”

“Well then Artyom, I’m Jace.” I told him as I pulled out my hammer. He looked at it and tilted his head.

“An odd choice for a weapon but I do not judge one's choices.” He said. I looked at him and chuckled.

“You haven’t seen what it can do, anyway there’s three skeletons down this path, two here and one on the bridge.” I said as I pointed down the path. He walked over and saw the piles, I pointed over to the bridge at the bigger one with a shield.

“A simple Combustion spell should do it.” He said as his hand caught fire. He threw it past the first one and landed in the middle of the two which exploded, sending the piles apart. I walked forward and saw one of them trying to from but only have one arm and no legs. I took my hammer and smashed it’s head then kicking the bones over the ledge.

“It seems the third one has hidden himself. Pathetic.” He said as he took out a small blue glowing skull before tossing it. As he did I heard the sound of rolling. I put my hammer away and waited until the skeleton showed itself as he was trying to take a swing. I dodged it and saw it was trying to take another swing, I timed it and pulled out my blunderbuss and blasted his arm off. Staggered I swang my clawed hand and tore into his armor and ripped my arm out of it. I looked back and kicked it off the ledge.

“And that’s that, you asshole.” I said out loud. I looked at Artyom as he looked at me.

“Was that all, I expected a little more to be honest.” Artyom commented.

“No there’s more since this is the first part.” I told him. We continued on in the catacombs taking out anything that stands in our way. One time Artyom took out three of them with his shield.

Along the way I asked him questions about his world, though he looked at me with an odd look when I said that.

“Okay, let me clear something up first this here isn’t the same world as you seen it, there’s many other worlds and whatnot and I just summoned you to mine.” I explained to him as one of the skeletons ambushed us, lasted two seconds as my hammer met it’s head and body.

“So back to my last question how’s your world?” I asked.

“I've lived in two worlds. The first was a nightmare to say the least, I was and still am Cursed to never die. I thought by sitting in the throne of Want, I would be able to find the answer to my life but I never did. Then countless millennias later, someone opened the doors, allowing me to be free in a different world. A world where one can communicate with another human with a tiny decide, automated vehicles and such. I did the only thing I could do, I went back to where my journey began and worked my way up from there.” He explained. I looked back at him for a moment and looked forward as the memories came to me, the time as I lost my dear friend.

Flashback

I panted as I fell to a knee after the fight with the Throne watcher and Defender and Nashandra. I thought the first two was hard with the two of us but she was something else.

I felt a hand on my shoulder as I looked up to see Celsa, but she wasn’t looking so good. She didn’t look the same before we started this journey. Before she had tanned skin, raven black hair and a hazle eyes. Now her eyes were white, bald and look that of a hollow, since she was one.

“You alright?” She asked in a raspy voice. I nodded a few times and I took my rifle out as a crutch.

“Yeah I’m fine, so that’s it?” I asked her. She looked over to the dome.

“I think so.” she said. I snorted at her.

“Careful at what you say, I think a stone dragon will come out and fight us.” I said to her. She smacks me in the arm. We walked over to the ledge and watched as the stone golems moved to make a bridge. I looked over to Celsa as she looked as if someone is talking to her.

“What’s up?” I asked her. She looked at me looked at me and sighed.

“I… beyond this path there’s is a throne, the Throne of Want and I need to sit in on the throne to either link myself to the flame or end it.” she explained. I looked down the path and frowned.

“So what are you going to do?” I asked her. She looked at me and give me a smile.

“What else, finish this journey. Jace you have been a great fighter and a greater friend, without you I would've gone insane so I thank you.” She looked down and closed her eyes. “Maybe… maybe we’ll see eachother again, in this life or the next.”

I looked at her and gave her a hug.

“You’ve been a great friend as well.” I told her. She looked up at me and for a second I thought I saw her as what she used to look like. She let go of me and started her walk to the throne, she waved at me as I watch her disappear into the dome. I saw her sit on the throne and looked at me, I gave her one last wave as she did the same as the doors closed. I sighed and turned around to head on back.

Now

“Are you feeling well?” Artyom asked me. I blinked as we came to a staircase.

“Sorry, kinda zoned out there for a bit.” I told him. He shouldered his sword as he looked at me.

“Well your reflexes are something to behold.” He told me. I chuckled as I walked up the steps to a set of double doors. I opened them to see a room filled of jars and crates. In front of me was a table with a crowned skull on it. I walked up to it and flicked it in the head.

“Not this time Wolnir.” I said to it as I moved to the other set of doors. I looked back and saw that Artyom was looking around the place. “This is going to take a while so hold on for a bit.”

Artyom

An interesting fellow. Jace has the fighting capabilities of a true warrior yet, he doesn't seem to act like one but I cannot be too sure about anything. I looked around my surroundings and saw images on the walls. Looking at them I saw that they tell a story of a kingdom with the moon shines the brightest.

As I looked closer I heard something behind me. Looking back I saw a suit of black armor with a shield and sword. It was looking right at me.

“None… shall enter… the lord of Ash and Cinder... kingdom…” It said as it took a fighting stance.

“I care not of this Lord of Ash and Cinder for I serve no one.” I said as I drew my sword. We started circling each other before it made the first move.

It swung its sword at me in a horizontal way, allowing me to crouch under before being hit by his blade. As I was crouched, I focused a bit a of magic onto my blade before finally striking.

Swinging upwards, I managed to knock down the knight before it stood up again. I spun the blade around a bit, hearing the desired of affect from the blade itself before thrusting the blade at it, it stopped just a few inches away from it before a beam of pure magic fired from my sword.

Seeing it staggering from the blast, I sheathed my sword and my hand had caught fire once more but this time my eyes emitted a fiery aura as I charged the spell.

Releasing the spell, I fired a large fireball best described as a miniature sun at the knight. I couldn't see anything from the smoke but I felt the souls and I knew I defeated it.

The flame in my hand died out as I looked at where the smoke cleared. I saw the charred remains of the knight and saw it move its arm out to me. I prepare for whatever it was doing but I hear it’s voice again.

“Please… bring the lord... to his throne… and release us... from our torment…” it said as it turned to ash. I grunted out in pain as I knelt down onto one knee.

“Cursed Sun, never a good spell to use.” I said before taking hold of my sword and using it to push myself up. I looked over at where Jace is and saw that he had done something and is now pushing the doors open. He looked back at me.

“What happened to you?” He asked as he walked towards me. He looked at me once and took out a bell and rung it. Whatever it did I felt… better.

“Something attacked me, saying something about a Lord of Ash and Cinder.” I said to him. He stared at me for a bit then nodded.

“Well… I guess that’s understandable now come on there’s something you have to see.” He said to me. We both walked up the steps and I saw the night sky. We stepped out and what I saw took my breath away.

“Artyom, Welcome to Boreal Valley.” Jace said to me.

“Impressive, yes but what exactly have you summoned me for?” I asked him. He looked over the place and looked at the moon.

“Right now it should be mid-day but the moon is out so something has happened here so,” He then pointed to the castle to the left that was covered in some sort of fog. “We need to get to the castle to lift the curse that was place on here, as for why you are here well I need a hand.”

He then turned to walk down a path towards a bridge as I followed him.

“That’s not a real reason,” I told him. He stopped and looked at me.

“I might know who has done this and he has turn once a great kingdom to a shadow of it’s former self, I want to put it right.” He said as he continues on. I looked over to the kingdom and followed behind.

Jace

I walked across the bridge with Artyom. I looked behind me just to make sure that’s nothing appeared behind us, the last time that happened scared the crap out of me. When nothing came I continued on. We came to the other side of the bridge and the sight that made my heart ache.

Statues… statues of people running from something. The looks of terror where on them as they tried to run from something. I went over to a pair of statues, a mother and child, huddling close together. I felt sadness at the sight then I felt anger. I looked up at Artyom as he looked at a pair of statues that wore armor that I have seen before.

“This armor, I haven’t seen it before.” He said. I walked over and looked at them.

“This is a unit of elite guard known as ‘Dancers’ Highly trained to kill anyone who threatens the kingdom.” I said as I moved towards the over the streets and moved closer to the chapel.

As we moved along we passed more statues of citizens running in fear. I was about to round a corner until I stop and pushed Artyom back.

“What the…” He began but I stopped him and pointed at the corner. We looked around and saw what was there.

An ice knight, it got to be an ice knight. I sighed at what this means.

“What is that?” Artyom asked.

“That is something called an ice knight.” I told him as I took out my hammer and moved towards it. “Stay here.”

I didn’t wait for a response as I moved towards it. As I got closer it saw me and started to move like a predator and circle me. I did the same and watched it every move, I twitched my hand and it saw this and lunge at me. I quickened my step as I dodged it’s first swing and rolled forward as it quickly swung again.

Taking my hammer I swang out to it’s right leg and it roared in pain. I twisted around to claw at me but I jumped out of the way. I looked at me and brought its head back as it inhaled. It them blew out a stream of mist making ice shards on the ground. I jumped back but saw that it lunged forward slamming me into a wall.

I shook my head as I stood up and saw it watching me.

“Alright have it your way.” I said as I took my hammer and took the back end of it and scraped it across the ground. The back end ignited as flames formed around it. I looked at the ice knight and charged at it.

I dodged it’s swing at me and I jumped to it’s side as I brought the hammer down onto it’s back. The strike made an explosion of flame and douse the flame in it. The knight screamed in pain as it swang at me. I jumped back and struck the hammer on the ground again re-igniting it. I dashed towards it and swung it wide with a fire trail following behind it. I knight ducked but I spun around and hit it on top of it’s arm breaking it. I brought the hammer to the other said and did the same to its other arm. I looked down at it as it tried to back away but I grabbed it by the head and lifted it up. I saw the blue glowing eyes looking at me.

“I’m coming for you next.” I said as my gauntlet lit up and poured flames into the knight. Fire came pouring out of the openings of the armor it wore and when I was done it slowly turned into ash. I felt the soul came into me and I sighed. “May your soul rest in peace.”

I turned around and saw Artyom walking up to me. He looked at the blackened armor and then at me.

“Well that’s one way to to take care of it… what is the matter?” He asked. I looked down the streets and saw that the cathedral is looming closer.

“I know who did this, I know who turned everyone into stone and make monsters like the ice knight.” I eyed the cathedral as it cast a large shadow over the place. I felt my blood boil with who we have to face.

“Pontiff Sulyvahn.”

Artyom

We traveled through the dark city, I had noticed Jace needed to save some energy for whatever he is about to deal with and I had told him that I would fight off any threat until we arrive at the Cathedral.

During our trek, we were surrounded by more of these Ice knights and Jace was ready to fight but I told him to stand down as I shouted a prayer to the Great Dragon and in return, I was given the spectral form of a Wyvern.

To say that they were utterly annihilated can be putting it mildly though I could see that Jace was impressed with my ability. I had a feeling that he'd enjoy the other spells and miracles I had available.

We came across a few Undead knights wielding Greatswords crafted from steel. I knew a simple sword and shield wouldn't help so I had planted my shield onto the stone floor before chanting the ancient Dragon spell of change. The shield was engulfed by the light of the spell before I put my hand in the light and pulled out The Bluemoon Greatsword.

With that done, I had used both the Drakewing Greatsword and the Moonsword with ease, killing the Undead from swings or smashed from the swords.

Once the area was clear of any enemies, I had planted the Moonsword onto the stone floor before shouting the Spell again and instead of my Tower Shield, I opted for the Drangleic Shield for its lightweight maneuverability it granted me.

It felt like hours and we were still nowhere near the Cathedral. We were both getting tired from the trek and had stopped inside an old Home.

“I thought you said you knew where you were going.” I said to the man in front of me as I leaned onto a wall. He sat cross legged on the stone floor.

“I haven't been here in many years, my mind is a little foggy on where to go.” Was his excuse. I snorted before looking out the broken window. Then I remembered a spell that could help the both of us.

I tried looking through my pouch for my Aged Feather but finding it missing before Jace caught my attention.

“What are you looking for?” He asked as I checked if I had placed the Feather back on my necklace but to the same result.

“I'm looking for my Aged Feather, I know a spell that can help us but I need the feather.” I explained to him before he revealed that he had one himself. He handed it to me before I headed to the small kitchen area of the old Home.

I found an old wooden table and had placed the Feather in the center of the table before pouring the contents of my Estus Flask onto the Feather and around it.

Jace watched silently behind me as I did this. After emptying my flask, I placed it on the table far enough to not interfere with what I am about to do.

I hovered both my hands over the Feather and closed my eyes.

“Byoswyl ab swy Hwayfeg, wyol tu hdyo. Qy oly sqa dazs slojydylz zyolpwefr bal swy Poswyklod ab Xalyod Foddyu.” I started the chant. My hands now glowing a golden yellow while the Estus was absorbed by the Feather before slowly changing itself into a Fiery Phoenix’s Feather. The feather emitted light as it neared the end of its change and I continued.

“E abbyl sa uai swy dozs ab tu Ybberu. Hwayfeg ab Adk, tou uai zwaq iz swy qou!” I chanted before opening my eyes and seeing the path we must take. Jace looked at me for minute.

“Forgot about that spell but I always try finding my way due to luck, it’s not working the great right now.” He said as he looked away. “Although trying to do the chant is a pain.”

“I rarely use this spell on account of the price for guidance.” I said as the Estus from the Feather formed a golden plate for the tribute. I then took out the last of my Effigy and placed it on the plate before it was assimilated into the light.

“Pretty, so this will lead us to the place?” He asked me.

“It already has, follow me.” I answered as picked up the empty Flask and Phoenix Feather. I gave the feather to Jace, seeing as it belonged to him.

After I had made sure I’ve gotten everything, we made our way to our destination.

Jace

Whatever the spell Artyom used did the trick, we were getting closer to the cathedral. It also made it that we avoided most of the patrols that stretched around for us, I guess Sulyvahn is trying to stop us from getting to him. As we walked Artyom turned to look at me.

“I have to ask who’s Pontiff Sulyvahn?” He asked. I didn’t say anything for a few minutes as we went around a group of knights. We went through some alleys and when we were far away I began to explained.

“He’s a tyrant that ruled this land long ago, he turned his knights into beasts, at first he was a sorcerer but something happened when he went off to research something, he came back wanting more power. With some help he slowly grew power and he could have gotten more power but the only thing that was stopping him was the Darkmoon knights, you know of them?” I asked him as we moved from building to building. I saw more statues around and I saw the the Hunters Workshop. I saw three hunters running out with weapons at hand, probably going to stop whatever is going on.

“No, at least I think I haven't. Bare with me, I've lost my memories a long time ago. I'm not even completely sure if Artyom is my real name but I feel like it is.” He answered. I nodded at him, I know the feeling.

“Anyway, the Darkmoon Knights were the knights of this kingdom who was led by a person named Gwyndolin, an… interesting person but nice to say, anyway Gwyndolin led the knights until Sulyvahn tricked him and locked him into a room with a being named Aldrich.” I paused for a moment.“ Aldrich, he… he ate him and took his power.”

“He… ate him…” Artyom asked. I nodded.

“Yeah… when I fought Aldrich I saw that he took the upper form of Gwyndolin, it was disturbing but that was the fact, anyway with him out of the way his sister Yorshka became the new captain of the knights but when that happened Sulyvahn became Pontiff and ruled over the kingdom.” I told him.

We rounded a corner and I saw the cathedral right in front of us. Taking the stairs to the left we came to the front doors which were guarded with two guards, one with a greatsword and the other a shield and spear.

“So you want the greatsword one or the one with the spear?” I asked Artyom.

“Wait, allow me to test a spell I've made long ago.” He said. I looked at him and nodded.

He immediately went to work but took out his Soapstone and began writing something down before standing back up again. He then took out a large soul.

As Artyom held the soul near the sign, both the sign and Soul were rapidly changing color. This went on for a minute before Artyom whispered something, causing both the sign and soul to emit a blue glow.

He then placed the soul on the sign before standing back up.

“I might warn you, I have never tried this before.” Artyom mentioned. I didn't get a chance to reply as I saw the sign consumed the soul and an arm popped out. I jumped a bit as I saw the arm, what? I may have seen a lot of creepy stuff but it doesn’t mean that I can’t get freaked out at times.

“So… what does this spell do?” I asked him.

“It depends on what soul you use.” He said as another arm appeared and pushed itself up, revealing the upper half of an armored man.

Before anything else occurs, it had jumped and landed on the ground in a kneeling position.

“In this instance, I used the soul of Velstadt, the Royal Aegis.” Artyom said before Velstadt looked at him as if he expected something from him.

“Deal with those two Guards for us, please.” Artyom said politely, earning a nod from the Giant before he summoned his large mace.

Velstadt turned towards the two Guards before charging into battle. I watched as he smashed the one with the spear first and I watched as it crumple into a pile of scrap metal. The greatsword one swung towards Velstadt but it bounced off his armor as he took his mace and smashed the second one. He stood there looking at us as we walked over to him.

“Well that was quick.” I said.

“Rest now, Royal Aegis.” Artyom said as he held his hand out. Velstadt then slowly turned back into a Soul crystal in Artyom’s hand. I looked over at the doors to the cathedral and pulled out my hammer. I looked at Artyom.

“You ready?” I asked him.

“I'm ready.” He answered, taking out his Drakewing Greatsword. I walked over to the doors and opened them for us to enter. I looked around to see that no one was here other than the bastard himself. I walked over towards him as he turns to face me.

“Well well well, you have returned from your slumber, I was wondering when you would wake up, though if I have found you sooner I would of killed you before you awoken.” He said. I looked at him as he looked over to Artyom. “And look at this the hunter has gotten himself a pet, how cute.”

“I can see what you meant, Jace. He is a prick.” Artyom commented. Sulyvahn looked at him for a moment and chuckled.

“Well look at you a bearer of the curse, I haven’t seen one for some time.” He turned to me. “The last one was a friend of yours, well how is it like to know that she’s rotting in that tomb and to know that you, of all people, have killed her.”

Ok I know that he’s a bastard but that was low, really low. I grip my hammer and eyed him.

“You have turned this place into a shadow of it’s former self and now I’m here to put you down... again.” I said to him. He laughs and pulls out two greatswords, one is the Polfram Greatsword and the other the Greatsword of Judgment. Both of them lit up with with the one in his right hand is covered in flames and the one in his left a purple glow of magic.

"Come, come and let this place be your resting place!" He yells and he charges us. He swung with the fire sword towards me. I dodged out of the way and backpedaled as a pillar of flame burst out of the ground. I pushed forward as I swung my hammer towards his right shoulder. With fast reflexes he blocks the strike with his left sword and used the momentum to spin around to slash me with the flame sword.

Artyom saw this and blocked it with his greatsword. Pushing him back he arced his sword towards him in a downward arc. Sulyvahn quickly jumped back to avoid the swing and crouched down and lunged forward with the other sword pointed at Artyom.

Artyom used his sword to reflected the sword which gave me a opening. I rushed over and swung my hammer towards his back. He grunted and swing at me, I pushed back to avoided the sword but I did feel the arc of flames that followed the sword. I took out my blunderbuss and shot a few times at him, it just annoyed him. Artyom took this moment to charged up his sword and fired a beam of magic at him. It hit Sulyvahn as he grunted in pain, he looked over at him and looked like he was going to swing his sword at him, which he did as a purple arc of magic was sent towards Artyom. He pulled out his shield and planted it onto the ground as the attack hit him dead on.

Taking this moment I lit the hammer and charged towards him. I brought the hammer towards his right side and the explosion inacated that I hit him so I didn’t let up. I keeped my onslaught onto him as I smashed him with my hammer, Artyom did the same while one the other side. Even though he blocked most of the attacks he did took some damage to the point that he was on one knee.

“No… NO! I will not fall!” He said as I felt his magic begin to build. I looked over at the knight and saw that he felt it too. We both moved away from the tyrant.

“I. Will. Not. FALL!” He yelled as a burst of dark magic exploded out of him. If we were any closer we would of taken a lot of damage. The tyrant stood up and I saw that root like wings sprouted out of his back. He looked at me and brought the Judgement sword in front of him as a copy of himself only translucent and purple appeared beside him. He lowered his arm down and both of them jumped up into the air and both came down, Sulyvahn came towards me as his copy went towards the knight. He attacked me with both of his swords, one after another, they both followed another and making arcs of flame and magic in the air.

I tried to block some of the attacks and dodge them but at times I took some blows, I saw Artyom having some difficulty with the copy. I moved my hammer to block but his sword went right through it and imbedded itself in my shoulder. I grunted as the flames burned. I pushed away from him and looked at what was my hammer, it is now a metal stick.

“Well crap.” I said as I turned into mist to dodge his attack. It missed but the magic of the blade tore at me. I reformed kneeing in pain, I took my flask and drank it and felt it’s warmth wash over me. I looked up to see him standing in front of me.

“Look at you, you’re not worthy for your title but now I will make sure that you will never rise again.” He says and he lifted the sword up to bright it down on me. Only it never came as another beam of magic slammed into his back, dropping the sword of judgement. Taking this moment I jumped forward I grabbed the sword and dashed away from him.

I looked over and saw that Artyom has defeated the copy and now advancing towards the tyrant. I looked at the greatsword as the magic slowly died away. I closed my eyes and felt the flame inside me grow and I stood up opened them. I saw embers coming off me and the sword, now with it’s magic back, burning with a purple flame. I looked over and Sulyvahn fighting the knight.

“Let’s see how he likes it.” I said as the magic build into the blade as I rushed forward to rejoin the fight. Even with only one sword he was doing well fighting with the knight but as I joined in he wasn’t doing so well.

Blow after blow we tore at him as we finally brought him down to a kneeling position. He looked at me.

“I… will not-” I stopped him as I drove the sword into him.

“Oh shut up.” I said as the purple flames burst out of him and burned him into ash. I saw that his soul and now in front of me. I opened my hand and absorbed it. I looked at the sword that I had as the flames died out. Artyom came over to me with his sword on his back.

“Well, now that he has been dealt with, what now?” Artyom asked. I looked at the metal bar that was once was a boom hammer and sighed.

“This took me three months to build, three whole months… well I could always build another. Anyway normally we have to journey up to the castle by foot but there’s a shortcut.” I said as I moved over to one of the walls. I placed my hand on it and slowly the wall disappeared revealing a round room with markings on the ground. I moved to the center of the room and looked back to the knight. He followed me into to room and stood beside me.

“By the way, I hope you don’t get sick by transport.” I said as the runes lit up. A bright light flashed and everything went dark.

I opened my eyes and saw we were in a different room. Torches lit up as the doorway opened. I walked out of the room and saw that we were in the main entrance way of the castle. I saw knights and hunters statues that looked like they were running towards something. I looked up the steps and saw two giant doors ajar. I looked over the Artyom as he looked around.

“Almost there, now we are going to met someone so don’t attack her if you don’t mind.” I said to him.

“I do not attack without a reason to do do.” He said. I nodded and started to walk to the main room. As I got there I saw one of the knights beside me was a captain and I knew her. A smile came onto my face as I entered the room. As Artyom entered I closed the door, I turned around to see the large room in front of me. Everything was cold and clean but even with the moonlight coming from the windows, the place seemed darker than what is seems. I even felt his aura around and saw that Artyom sense it too.

I walked into the room and stopped in the center of the room and waited. After a few minutes I heard the sound of bare footsteps walking towards us. I looked over and saw a tall woman, about a few inches taller than me walk out behind a pillar.

She looks at us and smiled.

“You have returned.” She said softly. I bowed to her.

“Captain.” I said to her. She giggled at me.

“You don’t have to say that, I’m not your captain anymore my lord.” She said to me. She looked over to Artyom and bowed to him. “It’s also nice to meet you as well Artyom.”

Artyom only nodded at her. I looked at him.

“Artyom, this is Yorshka the captain of the Darkmoon knights.” I told him. She nodded then looks at me.

“As you can tell the spell that covers this land still is active even with the Pontiff now defeated but if you reclaim your throne the spell will wither away and everything will return to normal.” She explained. I looked over and saw a throne there. I looked back at Yorshka and handed her the sword.

“I believe this belongs to you.” I said to her. She took the sword and smiled at it. I turned and walked over to the throne. On the way I looked back at the knight. “You might want to shield your eyes, this is going to be bright.”

I walked over to the throne of blackrock and steel. I turned and sat in it, as soon as I did I heard voices from every direction.

“The lord has returned!”

“We have been saved! The curse will finally be lifted!”

“Please Lord of Ash and Cinder, free us.”

I closed my eyes my eyes and felt the flame in me burn bright. All at once there was a bright flash of white and flames.

Third person P.o.V

All across Equestria everyone went on their normal lives as the day close to night, the nobles of Canterlot have either went back to here manors or went out of some night time fun. It was a normal time until a flash of bright light came from the south, south west passed the Forbidden Jungle. To some they thought that their Princess is rising the sun much earlier than normal but to the Princess of the Sun and her sister they knew what it means.

“So… he has retaken his throne.” Luna said as she stands beside Celestia. Celestin in turn nodded.

“Yes it looks like it.” She said as she walks out into the hallway and sees a guard. “Guard can you deliver a message to everyone in the castle?”

“Of course your highness, what is the message?” He asked. Celestia looked out towards the bright light.

“Tell them that there’s going to be a visitor coming here from a far off land that hasn’t been seen it's Lord for a long time.”

Artyom

I don't know what's going on but whatever Jace had done had an immediate effect to the city and even beyond. It was only then I had noticed the immense pain coursing through my body.

My vision blurred for only a few seconds and I had placed a hand on a wall for support. I took a few deep breaths before the pain subsided and waited for Jace. I saw him sitting on the throne and what looked like embers coming off him. He stood up from the throne and walked towards me. I saw that there was an aura of power coming from him.

“I could never get used to that, are you alright?” He asked me.

“Yes.” I answered him. He looked at me for a second and looks over to Yorshka as she walks over. She looks at me for a moment.

“You have been using a lot of magic over your time here, haven’t you.” She said to me.

“Yes, yes I have.” I answered with a nod. She looks over at Jace and he nodded. She brought her hand up and a blue flask appeared in her hand.

“This is something that’s called an ashen flask, it should remove your magic exhaustion.” She explains to me as she hands it over. Taking hold of it and looking back at them before downing the contents of the flask. I slowly felt my magic return to me.

But it didn't stop the pain. I've held back from revealing any pain as I gave the flask back. Jace looked at me for a moment and was going to say something but Yorshka stopped him and shook her head. He sighed and turned around.

“Now then let's get rid of this stupid curse,” he said. I watched him look around then waved his hand in front of him. Nothing happened at first but then we all heard a Thud! coming from the main doors.

“Ow! Why the hell is the doors closed!” I heard someone yell on the other side of the door. The doors opened and in came a group of knights and others that word the same way as Jace.

I saw a woman in front, who I guess is the leader of this group, looked around the room. She has shoulder length black hair with teal coloured eyes. She looked where we are standing and her eyes went wide.

“W-wait! you're…” she stopped when Jace put up his hand.

“Freak out later, I need you to head down to the city and try to calm everyone down, get the rest to do the same and send the Hunters and Dancers to take out any beast they can find.” He ordered. She stared at him for a moment until she shook her head.

“Yes, my lord!” She said as she went out of the room. I looked over at Jace and he looked at me.

“What? I wasn’t really hiding it.” He said.

“So what now?” I asked him. Jace looked off towards the window for a moment.

“Well your duty that I called you for is finished so…” He put his hand up as fog rose up from the group. “You can leave if you want or stay and help, the choice is yours.”

“Leaving now while the innocent are in panic isn't something I'd do, I'll help.” I answered. He nodded as he closed the pathway.

“Well it would take some time but it someone has to do it.” He said as he walked out of the room as I followed.

Jace.
A few hours later

After taking out the rest of the Pontiff beasts we tried to get everyone to calm down but after… whatever the tyrant did and being told that they were statues for maybe fifty thousand years made it difficult but it took a bit.

After that everyone went back home to their families or to the bottle, I don’t blame them since all this has happened. Artyom and I returned to the throne room to see Yorshka talking to the knights and hunters. She saw us and sent them away before turning to us.

“Reports have came in that everyone is now safe and sound in their homes but some of the knights and hunters are doing portals around the city to check and others are going to be sent out into the kingdom to help.” He reported. I nodded as I went to sit on the throne and sighed.

“I forgot how hard this all is.” I said to myself. I looked over at Artyom and nodded. “I thank you for your help friend.”

“No thanks are needed for me, I am just glad I could help.” Artyom said. I smiled at him.

“Anything else wants to do before you head off?” I asked him

“Do have something in mind?” Artyom asked. I thought about it for a moment and shook my head.

“Nothing I can think of,” I told him.

“Then may we meet again.” He said with a bow as he slowly faded away. I looked at the window and saw the sunrise. As I did memories came to me as I grunted in pain.

“My lord are you alright?” Yorshka asked me. I put my hand up as the pain died down as I sift through the memories. I saw two beings, one that looked like Discord but much more powerful and a anthro stallion with demonic traits. I sat up straight and looked at the cross-breed.

“I’m fine just some old memories coming back, also I have a feeling that I’m going to meet some… old friends in the months to come.”

She smiled at me for a moment before speaking, "If I may, are you going to stay here and become the true Lord?”

“... No, not yet; I don't believe that I have earned the right of being the true Lord. I have a feeling that there's more tests for me.” I looked at her with a somber expression. “I'm sorry.”

“No need to apologize, when you are ready your throne will be here.”

Author's Notes:

Or a few minutes. :P

Translation: Feather of the Phoenix, hear my plea. We are two lost travelers searching for the Cathedral of Boreal Valley. I offer to you the last of my Effigy. Phoenix of Old, may you show us the way!