Author's Notes:

No I'm not dead. Calm those sweet titties~
And I know its short, but at least its out there.

Remorel and Luna spent hours in the forge repairing any damages Remorel sustained during his fights. Luna asked him questions, specifically on his anatomy. How was he able to produce artificial tissue? Yet still have the ability to use magic? She asked those questions a lot. And he answered simply with "I'm a god, remember?"

That really wasn't what she wanted, but she knew he was avoiding the question. He is Death, and she can't change that.

'Funny, here I thought I was isolated. He can't go home, and he has an odd form that makes him alone as far as I know.' Luna thought.

She snapped back to reality when Remorel brought all of his armor back and dropped it on the workbench, causing a loud bang to almost give her a heart attack.

"Hey Luna, do you think I'm old?" Remorel asked.

Luna was taken back at the strange question. Surly he was kidding.

"No, I don't think you're old." She responded trying to sound like she was complimenting him than stating a fact.

"I mean, I know I'm Death and how I'm over 6 million years old, but...do I sound old?" He asked.

"Your voice is deep, but it sounds like a 20 year old pony...with a deep voice. Why are you asking me this?" Luna's question seemed to settle in Remorels mind.

"It's just, I want to have a normal life like everybody else."

Luna studied him, he looked like he was uncomfortable.

"Remorel, what's going on?"

Remorel sat in a nearby chair.

"I...feel like something bad is going to happen. And it got me thinking, 'Will you have a normal life once you gather your bearings Remorel?' or 'Will you even be able to pass on the torch, have a child that can follow in your footsteps?' You see, I know I'm a god, but how can I even exist without knowing who will be my heir?"

It struck Luna like lightning, what happens if Remorel, the God of Death, manages to get himself into a situation where a heir has to take over?

"I...don't know..." Luna responded.

---Everfree---

*sniff*

*sniff* *sniff*

*SLASH* *WOLF CRY*

'Where oh where are you Remorel, I know your here, hiding among the peaceful.'

*crunch*

Dunmer crushed the timberwolves head in as he eats the manticore heart he won earlier.

'Mmmmmmmmmm....I can sense it, the power. No wonder your here.'

Dunmer exposed his wings and headed off towards Ponyville.

'Humanity...will...live on....'

"Follow me! I will lead you to glory!" Dunmer yelled to his deformed, and brainwashed humans.

"EeeEEEAAAhAAHAHAggg!" They all yelled in sync.
---Castle forge---

Luna watched Remorel bang on his sword, each strike making the sword stronger, and thinner. Remorel seemed to be making his armor less bulky and wide to a more thinner model. He also wanted his sword to be re-adjusted to accompany his new armor.

Luna had to give it to him, he knows how to make metal into art.

The design Remorel scratched into his chest plate resembled a crow, or a raven. The 'Bird of Death' as he calls it.

"Luna, water please." Remorel asked.

Luna didn't mind helping Remorel, even if she is a princess, she's more interested in Remorel's work than her own status.

She grabbed some water from a bucket and gave some to Remorel, who used magic to make the water turn black and sketch a design in the sword.

Luna watched as the liquid quickly etched a design into Remorels new sword.

It quickly ran down the sword, making a discorded noise as it went from the hilt to the tip of the length.

A new rune replaced the previous one, although Luna didn't really know what It meant....

It was circular, with many lines within it. But the center was left as a square.

"Hey, Remorel, what does that rune mean?" Luna asked.

Remorel looked at the rune.

"It means....I....don't know actually." Remorel stared at it for a few seconds before un-manifesting it.

Luna looked at him, confused. But brushed it off.

Remorel grabbed his armor and put each one on. Then making his lower half of his body disappear.

Luna looked at the new armor, it was less bulky. More slim and detailed than his older version.

"Shall we go back to Celestia, Luna?" Remorel walked to the door.

"Yeah, we have been down here for a while." Luna followed Remorel out of the room, then out the forge.

---------------Four hours later-----------

Remorel was eating a plain salad, reason? There was gest in the castle. Around dinner time a few invitations were sent out around Canterlot, mostly nobles.

And Remorel had his fair share of nobles, mostly humans.

He liked the humans, just not the rich and powerful. They tend to get carried away by a large amount of power.

He was sitting between Celestia and Luna, to keep him in check. Even though they themselves don't like some of the nobles. Including one who was called Blueblood.

He was there nephew, but his status in the royal family got him corrupted, and now he brags and boast about it. To everybody available.
That's not the worst part, and Remorel learned not to ask him questions regarding the economy. Because he will get upset and complain about something completely off topic. Also....

HE WON'T SHUT THE FUCK UP ABOUT IT.

"-and she told me 'I'm sorry Prince, but I don't have the funds to pay you back!' So I rose her tax by 4%, and has to pay it by next week so I can get my haircut done. Oh! I almost forgot about this one rude stallion-"

He just goes on and on...and Remorel wished he could just sew his mouth shut tenfold. And nail them to make sure he will never speak again...or for dinner to end. Whichever comes first.

Remorel was just about to snap when the main doors burst open, revealing an exhausted looking bat pony.

The bat pony had multiple scars and was bleeding in several places, it also seemed to be burnt slightly on one side.

"Y...your....majesties....Hollow Shades.....has fallen..." He passes out on the floor.

A piece of parchment rolled on the floor, a few guards took the bat pony away to get him medical attention. Luna was the first to react to the parchment, and unrolled it with her magic.

Remorel and Celestia joined in the letter.

"To all available assists. I, Dark Star, current mayor of Hollow Shades, request immediate reinforcements on an unknown enemy who call themselves 'Human'. They are hairless, tall, aps. Except for one who looks like their leader. I have sent a messenger to the capitol Canterlot to deliver this message. Please, they are falling back to regroup, we won't have much time to prepare and all of our guards are either dead, or to traumatized to fight. ~Dark Star"

Remorel was silent as the entire room was filled with confusion and concern. Celestia read the note allowed, which only brought more confusion.

'...they are here....he is here....' Remorel thought.

Luna looked up at Remorel. "Remorel? Are you ok?" She waved a hoof at him.

His eyes flashed back into attention. "No....I'm not ok..."

"What, what's happening? Do you know what a human is?" Luna asked with increasing worry.

"They are no longer human....they are corrupted beast lead by a mad ruler....who must be brought to the light..." Remorel said almost in a chant like state.

"...Remorel, I don't know what's happening. Is...is this a declaration of war?"

Remorel didn't have time to pester the question. "Yes. They are declaring war on Equestria itself..."

Luna's eyes shrank. "Equestria hasn't had a war in 4,000 years! That is frowned upon by our society! We seek peaceful and try to negotiate our problems...sometimes..." Luna spoke the last word silently, remembering Celestia's story about Queen Chrysalis. (Seriously...where the fuck was Luna?)

Remorel clenched his fist, something he hasn't done in a long time. "....We need to get to Hollow Shades."