A creation to fight the zebras. Is it wise to play creators just to fight a war that we started? Have we become the evil that we wish to fight in this war? Wasn’t this war just because of coal and other fossil-like fuels that we could just share? I feel that what we have done. Will give us a spot in hell. For we have become the monsters just to win a war. The zebras are not evil. They’re just willing to fight us because. We have done wrong to them. I for one can no longer do this. I can’t any longer so please accept this….The rest of the note fades. Splattered with blood in a hidden lab.

Written from an unknown pony meant for Princess Luna.

My claws swing through the ghouls to help free the Hippogriffs homeland. My blade arms are covered in blood and anything that comes with battle. I look over to my guards, the left female guard. Has grafted robotic arms on her side. She uses a gun and her claws as she looks at me.

“My Queen the meeting shall be starting soon.” I turn my head staring at my mate who I haven’t eaten this time. During times such as battle, we mate but we don’t eat our mates. I shift on my many legs. Chittering out loud to the others of my species and they all stop their willingness to battle.

“I want Leggy to follow me and I want screamer to come with me.” The female with the grafted arms.

“Chitter chitter...chooo chooo chitter.” Screamer spoke to me in our way of speaking. Since she doesn’t know ponesh or the words of what most of us consider below us. I just laugh at what she saids.

“You do know she is right, my queen. We might need to force our eggs to hatch early.” I glance at the white female Leggy.

“She could be right, yes. If this alliance is willing to do what is needed to fight the Storm King. Then we won’t have to force our young to hatch and grow. Now if they’re not willing to do what is needed then we will have to do that.”

The three of us follow the others into the meeting room. The first to speak is the Naga Queen. She explained her species' entire history that they could remember. She even said that a lot of history is lost. She then got to when her parents died from a sickness that Grogar placed into their bodies. She lifts her sword and everyone around cheer but we don’t. I stand after she is done. I do a clapping-like motion with my long claws.

“How impressive.” I didn’t express this with either kindness or respect. I didn’t even express this with hatred. It is very hard to tell the emotions of our species. Only others of our species know our emotions.

“A story of love life and weakness to some of our kind too. To me my dear friend I consider you strong for what you came back from. The ponies hating you. Most of how weak a lot of your species was without him. Your mother is getting your kind to become strong. Then a sickness from something in your blood to cause it. You’re strong more now from the harsh world you came from”

I go up to the podium feeling that this is the weak way to prove to the world that we can make this alliance. I need to ignore the want to scream at all the males for being breeding stock. Shifting on my many legs.

“So we learned about the naga and why they’re willing to fight with the heroes. I shall do the same but in another way. Leggy bring it up please.”

Leggy stood up from her seat bringing over a pony computer hooking it up and turning it on to their creation.

“We found this 100 years ago and took the computer with us that held the information. Now after this is over I will explain what we went through in our lives. Since the ponies stupidly made my kind live pretty long.”

Leggy starts the recording.

“I have come to express my view on the creation of these creatures. This war will not be won by simple soldiers or the pony way of life won’t be saved either with our soldiers being ponies. I am willing to even if it angers Fluttershy. I am willing to use the creators of our land to save ourselves. Like those doing the Iron wolf project or others.”

The stallion sighs stroking his head with a hoof looking tired.

“But we haven’t had any luck using animals like wolves or other creatures. My partner got the idea of finding some Ferrum, the other word for praying Mantis. They’re easy to find all over the place.”

The next recording starts and the stallion is drinking something that is pretty bubbly.

“It worked. We used the bugs known as Ferrum but praying mantis. We have used serum and magic to make them grow into deadly creatures. Now we are teaching them how to read and to fight zebras.”

I look away from the screen seeing the leader of the desert dweller zebra shifting a bit. This wasn’t easy for them to watch this. Since the zebras never trusted us after we told them what was created to do.

“Now I am not fond of this idea to harm zebras. But there is no other way to win this war. If..” The stallion sighs shaking his head.

“I...I am going to quit in a few days. I can’t stand playing god just to win a war. At first, I had no issue with this. When these creatures learn what we did to them. They will either thank us or kill us. I am sure it will be the ladder.”

He sobs deeply. A sob that rings through the entire room while the video of our creation plays. I feel bad for this pony. I may not enjoy the weakness I see. I do understand that going beyond a call to build an army to fight the zebras.

“These creatures. These creatures. They sing. They dance they love. They have tongue-shrilling sounds that make the music call to me!! I must release them… I must let them live.”

The recordings show the stallion releasing all the species of my kind. Even the weaker versions. It didn’t take long but we did what we did and learned it was time to leave. The others watch in horror as we eat the ponies and the weaker creatures they were working on. They see me slicing the head off the stallion that freed us and I screech. The recording ends.

“That is our creation but not our full story. I shall do what Emerald did and why we became desert dwellers. I may not be fond of heroes. The fact a magic eater is a stronger species of bug that was created. Impressed me. I feel I must do what I can to help.”

I shift unsure how to start. I took a deep breath.

"200 or so years ago like everything else it starts in a forest."

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Life and times of a bug

Like everything else, it starts in that forest. The lab I am sure is still there today. Even though most of us still live in that forest. I had to get us away from there because I wasn’t sure if living there was the best idea. Half of us stayed behind while I led the ones you see here. I gave us a name as the Scyth claws. Then ones that stayed behind called themselves the hunters. We would stay close for as long as we could or ponies would allow us to.

It was a calm night in the forest. I look back at the two friends I made Screech and leggy. Poor Screech couldn’t even speak.

“I think the first set of what we should do my Queen. Find maybe a place on the outskirts of the forest. I doubt it will be that simple. We could find a cave with a bear kill it and then make our home. What do you think my queen?”

I didn’t wish to be called Queen. I had no right to be one. I am just a female. Not even a queen female. I will never be a queen no matter how much they wish it to be. I kept to myself watching the others of our species unsure how to handle this new world. I wanted to tell her I am not the queen.

“My Queen. Zebras are coming towards us we need to hide.”

I look over to one of the guards that made me into the Queen. He is a large male that I was meant to breed with. I stood on my many legs and shift to look at him. I shook my head doing my best to express the emotion.

“No, we will not hide. We were created to fight them. We must talk with them and understand more about this war. A war that we...might have to fight.”

I look to the others who have so much fear. Of course, most of them are willing to kill whatever. I can’t allow us to be known as murders or at least killers. Not yet anyway I took a deep breath enjoying the fresh air.

“I shall go alone.”

I walk down the road that my guard came back from. When I get there I hide in the bushes and notice that these zebras are carrying stretchers of ponies and zebras. These zebras look like they’re on the run from somewhere. Before I could speak the zebras and ponies stare up into the sky in fear. I look to the sky myself I see what I know now is a contrail and just one.

I didn’t know what it was at the time. I watch while the contrail goes off deeper into the desert and suddenly a large green cloud. I didn’t know what to think and suddenly a shockwave pushed me out of the bushes. I see a few trees starting to fall and I see two foals I quickly run to them and push them out of the way while the tree falls on my legs.

“Isitha! Isitha!” The zebras scream they get their weapons and aim at me.

“STOP!!”

The zebras lower their guns and I look up to seeing ponies coming along the zebras a weak old stallion on a stretcher. I could tell he had some nasty burns and his body looking like he was failing. He coughs he tries to sit up with the help of zebras and ponies.

“Can you speak?”

I grunt trying to get out of from under the tree.

“Yes.. my kind and I are creations to fight in the pony war. But we were let out and. Now we want a home… What just happen?”

The pony coughs and is unable to speak.

“Both sides killed us.” I turn my head to one of the zebra soldiers.

“Hate caused the world to end.” A pony spoke up.

“So the two of us leaders of small troops left the battlefield after what we heard. I may not trust this pony very much. But we have no choice and..” She looks up to the cloud. The cloud is now fully smoke and causing smaller explosions.

“In other words. Both did it. They fired weapons to destroy the entire world.” The old stallion looks up to the cloud. They went on their way. One of the zebra stallions pushes the tree of me. He bows his head to me and walks off to the others.

My leg hurt but thankfully the only thing that is bruised is the shell on the leg. When I stand Leggy and screamer come up running with many of the others.

“My queen something is cousin the animals of this forest to leave for now it seems. Maybe we can find a good den and make it ours.”

I still had to tell them I didn’t wish to be the queen. I followed them to a den. It’s a very large den that we could dig into later. When I got deeper into the cave I found something else a weak and old bear. The bear opens its eyes staring at me a deep growl comes from it. It stood upon its weak old legs.

I felt my stomach growl in hunger. Looking at the bear I felt my hunger taking over my emotions. I didn’t want to do this and kill a weak creature. I sadly couldn’t break my instincts this time. I quickly out of a mindless hunter I fight the old bear. The bear roars and tries to fight back. With one slice of my sharp sword-arm, I slice into its side and that is enough to kill it. I screech out for the others to come for a meal.

It didn’t take long for the others to come in to get a meal. It seems I have fully taken up being the Queen of these creatures. Even if I refused to be it. It seems they need me. I will take the name the pony gave to me. Verde, I will take that name. It took us a few months but we got the entire den ready for us.

I finally got to see what my natural color is. Pure blue after a while we got the entire den ready for the expansion of our species. I was more worried about the fact that many creatures that came by here had a strange sickness.

We did what we could for most of them. Whatever it was it was destroying their bodies from within and we had no ways to heal them. We watch them die in such a painful way. That after a while most of the groups that came by just kept dying. I doubt we would be seeing any living coming through here for a while.

We did what we could for them we burned the bodies. The stories we heard about ponies surviving and finding ways to live through the land. Thankfully we didn’t have it as bad. I learned more though that the land beyond this forest is cursed.

Then there was a war a year in our life. It was a strange war in a town called Kludgetown from the stories I have learned there many have tried to take over that town. Since around this time, I have made friends with the Naga I was lead to their home with my guards. For the first time, I met a real queen.

“Ah, you must be Verde I am Emerald. Queen of these creatures you see before you. Sit we got more that will be coming soon.”

I didn’t argue from the look of this creature. Those around her respected her. I heard stories from others that she has been around for 1000 years has seen old times and even more times. Some say she has been alive longer and is reincarnated from their former Queen.

Finally, though others start walking in. Others start coming in a race known as the tunnelers. Their queen looks young and the other beside her is from what I learned her mate. A bug race that looks like the ants?

The next group of this alliance is a stallion wearing a strange wrap around his head. He sits down beside me bowing his head in respect to me. The other camels and from what I see this wasn’t a big alliance right now.

“I am sorry for pulling you away from all your lives. We don’t have many to ally with even after the bombs falling. The ponies of the cities have fallen apart the camels keep to themselves. The zebras have mostly vanished. But life still goes on. There is a battle over Kludgetown. There are three factions.”

Emerald clicks her claws. Her guards place paper of the three factions in the town.

“There is the Enclave that didn’t follow the others into the sky above. Ponies and zebras from the stories they all think the war is still going.”

What I focused on mostly at first. Is this wasn’t much of an alliance. From what Diamond told me there never were many creatures that even would be thought of as desert dwellers.

“Now I wish you all to tell me your names and who you all are.”

The pony stood up first bowing his head.

“I am named after the great Luna. I am Lunar and in all her glory I am the leader of many of the water hunters.” I chuckle at that name. I stood on my many legs and shift looking to the others. That is gathered. I didn’t know what to think but at this time again. I still felt unsure if I should be the queen.

“I am Verde. My kind and I were created to help the ponies fight the zebras in their war. From what our creator said it was to stop ponies from losing their lives by using us. I don’t want to harm the zebras.”

I sat back down waiting for the camel to speak. I didn’t know much about these species. That they tend to be in areas that the most from what I am told the most knowledge they can find is. I never understood that. I was told this a year ago. If you see a camel then it’s a very bad omen. When they show up it means things or dire or the world might end. Of course, I never believed this even then.

The camel stood up on her hooves and looks at the rest of us and then Emerald The camel shifts on her paws. She didn’t even speak for a while staring at all of us. I have a feeling this female didn’t like what she saw or she was studying all of us.

“If all this is what is to stop that battle in Kludgetown I have a feeling it will be a quick and not so smooth death for us all. The only way to deal with something like this is to win the hearts and minds.”

Emerald sighs.

“I know but tell us who you are. So we can understand why you sought me out and asked me to bring these others here.”

The camel stares at Emerald and shifts on her paws.

“My name doesn’t matter in this. What matters is stopping more lives from being lost. I get it you expect to know me and my kind. We don’t normally trust those we consider below us and races like you are below us. So take heed in the fact I called you at all and that we allow you to stay in our desert.”

I was taken aback by these words. We are below them why would they say this to us but I am sure she will explain.

“When the ponies and zebras brought their little war here. They tried to turn us into their slaves. We did everything we could to get free and we are now free. So I need to make sure you’re all not going to turn into those monsters and try to take this land for yourself.”

Emerald sighs and nods.

“I never wanted to take this land for myself. I understand how you feel miss. My kind is children of Grogar and I have met many camels who do feel like you do. Then many who don’t. Just we can’t allow this alliance to die right here.”

I stood up unsure what to say but I had to say something.

“Listen whatever the ponies and zebras did to you. We wouldn’t do that to you of course I know I wouldn’t. We should all just live in this desert as dwellers and more who comes we should let them be part of the community of the desert.”

The camel turns her eyes to me a smile forming on her face.

“That is my thought exactly. If Emerald wishes to do this. I feel we should all gather every few years and if new dwellers show up. That isn’t part of those towns that are getting filled up with ponies now.”

Emerald shifts from her throne getting on her long tail looking at all of us. I was here to witness well at least somewhat I consider its history. Most wouldn’t consider it any history. She shifts coming towards us to the table

“Let’s make a bond and we will forge this bond in hard stone. That the desert dwellers will never go to war with each other. The only time we will go to war is if others wish to harm the desert itself. If that means we have to harm a leader of the other then we have to do so agreed?”

All of us nod as Emerald leads us through her tunnels I finally got to see the works of the tunnels. Looking at the sealed tunnels. I didn’t understand why these tunnels are sealed. I didn’t wish to pry. When we got to the middle of the city well it was kind of a city made of sandstone. In the middle of the town is a giant stone.

“We never knew what to do with this. We would use it for those who died during a sickness of many of our kind. But I feel we should call ourselves the desert dwellers alliance and pull others into the alliance. Are you willing to represent this alliance?”

I was the first one to come forward. I may not like this idea of being Queen. Still but this would make it harder for me to say no now. I took my blades and put in my species name Ferrum. I took a deep breath feeling this is not going to be easy for others of my species.

The camel comes forward taking a sharp knife She cuts in the name of what she calls her camels the lore keepers. She backs up and puts her knife back into the scabbard. Watching the others the water hunter uses his magic to carve the name of his group into it. Then Emerald does the same.

“There will be rules and other things that need to be brought up about this alliance. But first, before we do anything. We need to see what is going on at kludgetown and see how we can handle that.”

It took us a while to pack up and get everything ready.

“Excuse me Verde I would like to speak to you.” I turn my head to look at Emerald looking at the others. They all shrug their shoulders. I left the others to help with packing weapons food and whatever else is in the bags. I had my friends and guards helping. Emerald leads me to a sealed tunnel and she strokes the hard sand.

“I want you here when I do this, my friend. There are stories that my parents are behind these walls here. A sickness killed most of us in the past. Just Verde I want to know can I trust you?” She turns her head to look at me.

“I...listen I don’t even know if I have a right to be the queen of my species. I am larger than the others. I am unsure what to think really. I feel that sooner or later I may enjoy the idea of being the queen.”

Emerald smiles stroking the sand with her claws.

“That’s all I needed to hear from you Verde. You understand how I feel. But I have been leading this tribe of naga for almost 1000 years. I have seen many things and a lot of things I don’t want to remember. But I sadly have to I have a feeling when Grogar created us. He used whatever magic kept the Alicorns alive. But the truth you think I should open this backup?”

I look at the sand wall sighing.

“Emerald you can trust me. Just please if I do fall deep into a hole. I was told by our creators. That if I follow the path of blood for too long. I will become pretty harsh and think everything is weak. If I act like around you would you hate me?”

Emerald turns her head back to the sand and then looks back at me. I ain’t sure what she is about to do. She wraps her arms around me in a tight hug. With the emotions going through me I am unsure how to handle this. I have never been hugged before. I have never had this feeling go through me. Is a friend willing to stand with me through everything?

“We are all desert dwellers now Verde we will do what we can together. I have had so many expect me to be the queen myself. I have had to go through small wars because some males or females wanted to take over. I even made a law that I am not the only one that gets a mate. If a mate is like a female or male. Then you do what you wish.”

I took a deep breath I think I started to understand what she means. Being a leader is not something everyone is born into. Even though she was born into being a leader. Looking back to the sand wall. I did what I felt I should do.

“Let’s open this up and maybe you will find something.”

Emerald shook her head.

“I feel we should do that when we return from our mission. Our mission is more important than caring about the history of my kind. This war needs to end or we need to find a way to stop it at least for a while. I doubt we are strong enough to fully stop it.”

We both move away from the sand wall. I turn to look at it before we fully leave. I sigh deeply staring at it for a moment. Then going back to follow Emerald. I don’t know what to think at all. But if she feels I need to follow my path. I better do so.

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The path to Kludgetown.

The path to this city or whatever it was is not going to be easy to get to. I was told the fact that we are leaving from an old village that has been long buried in the sand. I have no idea what is going on since we are deep in the desert. The caravan has a minotaur pulling the cart I didn’t know much about this species.

While we walk through the desert it’s so warm. The sun is beating down on us and I learned the hard way of the desert of madness. I was told to drink enough water before leaving. I didn’t drink enough. I look around seeing I swear like dancing trees.

“Hey, Verde are you okay?” I turn to Emerald who quickly makes me drink a lot of water. I cough it wasn’t easy but I finally was able to see the land normally. Looking back at the area we came from it’s like an endless desert.

Before we got farther I heard some strange sounds behind us. The screams of the run while we run I see some strange giant creature come out of the sand roaring and trying to eat us. Of course, it gave up when it couldn’t get any of us.

“What in the world?!” I scream The creature goes deep back into the sand roaring and screeching unable to get out of its hole as of right now.

“That is an antlion. There are the worst things in this desert. That bomb that went off over in the salt flats caused many creatures of the land to come down this way. So be prepared some crazy monsters may attack us or the raiders. If you see any raiders kill them.”

I turn my head to look at Emerald nodding. So if I see something that is called raiders take them out. On the way, we pass many merchants and traders. They all give us kind nods and one of them has a young little filly with them. She turns to wave at me.

I wave my claw at the filly. She smiles and follows her parents. How do they know the way to the other towns and cities? We stop at least for a moment while Emerald is talking to a zebra. We had to stop because of this and while she talked to the zebra she spoke in their tongue.

The zebra mare lifts her hoof and points to the path to what is known at Kludgetown and I do make out some words that are said.

“Ukufa nokugula” The mare has a frown on her face.

“Hlobo luni lokugula?” Emerald asks from what I can tell the zebra sets down a case and brings out a couple of potion vials and herbs. The herbs give off a sweet smell. I don’t know what to think of it.

“Zama ukubanika lokhu. Isetshenziselwa ukugoqa umzimba.” The zebra adds Emerald lifts up the potions nodding.

“Ngabe unenkinga uma siyinika amaqembu amathathu?” The zebra looks at Emerald. The zebra seems confused at these words but she thinks a moment looking to the others with her. She speaks up to one of the stallions with her.

“Ingabe kufanele sizisuse ngokwethu enzondweni yamahhashi amancane?” The zebra stallion nods very quickly.

“Yebo okwamanje” Emerald nods quickly putting the potions back into the case. She points her claw at me. I don’t know why she pointed her claw to me. I have a feeling that I am going to learn the hard way.

“Ingabe wayengathenjwa elinye idube?” All the zebras look at me and the others look at each other for a second then the older mare nods.

“Siyisizwe esiyimizulane asikwazi ukukhulumela abanye kodwa mhlawumbe.” Emerald quickly nods and putting the case in the cart. Looking back to the zebras she bows her head to them and they keep heading. She comes over back to us and smiles.

“What was that about?” I tilt my head. Emerald looks back to the others and clicks her claws and we keep heading towards Kludgetown.

“They told me there really is no battle but more a sickness. There is so much sickness going on in the town. So they gave me a potion and the recipe to make it. So we need to get the leaders to agree on a ceasefire and then we help them. But Verde I warn you. You won’t like what you see there. It might affect how you feel about ponies and other races for a long time.”

It took us a better half of two days to get to Kludgetown. When we got there we saw many tents of ponies and zebras that don’t want to be part of the battle. There are sounds of gunshots and the zebras and ponies refuse to accept each other.

There is something strange in this camp. I see a mare is going through each tent to help the others. I look at her badge it saids MRS. Slice. She turns her tired eyes to me smiling. I could tell she pretty old and survived the battle from the looks of it.

“Are you Dr. Slice?” The mare quickly nods looking at Emerald. I couldn’t even see what kind of fur she has. She is covered in sand and so dusty. The mare grunts on her back hoof. The hoof is rotting so is her leg.

“Are you okay?” I was worried about the poor mare. I look up seeing a pony stallion beating on a mare. I didn’t focus on it at first but no one even stopped him but I have to stay focused on what is going on.

“Not really. I know sooner or later I will die. Since I got the same sickness my husband had. But I can’t allow that to stop me.” She then follows to what I am looking at a frown forming on her face. She sighs softly. “That has been happening a lot. I don’t have the guards to stop it. Many mares have been getting beaten. Maybe one of you could help me with this.”

I felt it was my job to take care of it. I walk to the two while Emerald and slice keep speaking. I didn’t want to ruin anything. I look at all the sick and dying seeing some of them toss bodies of the dead. I look at one of the young mares crying at the body of her mother.

Is this war? Is this the war I would have helped cause? I am starting to wonder if I should have been created for another reason. The mare starts screaming at the beating now. I quickly run on my many legs to push the stallion away. The stallion falls on his face and I do my best to help the mare up who is sobbing she has a swollen face. She wraps her hooves around my back legs shaking.

The stallion stood up turning to stare at me.

“You have no right to stop me. She is my property, my slave. She needs to learn a lesson.” I felt my emotions going crazy. This mare is a slave? Looking down to the mare but she is a life. Why is she a slave?

“Please….I ...Just want to be free.” I turn my head to the mare staring at the poor creature. Before I could say anything a gun cocks and aims right at me. The stallion and him alone the owner of this mare.

“Who gave you the right to buy her like a piece of meat?”

At this moment I was trying to be calm. I didn’t want to start something and cause an issue and a problem. I took a deep breath looking at the gun and trying to focus on the stallion as well as the mare.

“A year ago.. creature the world ended. To survive you must do what you have to do. Some have started taking slaves. The world must go on bug. Maybe I could turn you into a slave as well. Since you have gotten in my way.”

“But….but she is a living creature. She doesn't deserve this fate..” I am stuck in my head while the stallion tries grabbing the mare from behind me. I listen to her screaming and no one else around her helping her a stallion and a family walk by looking the stallion looks at me. He mouths. ‘Fight…’ The stallion quickly takes his family away. I felt it in my core I finally snap. I wish Leggy and the others were near me to stop me…

“SCREEEEECH!!!” I go loud enough to cause issues in many ears. I screech again my anger not stopping me this time. I turn around grabbing the mare with my sword arms pushing her back staring down at the stallion that tries firing on me the bullet goes into my neck. I smack the gun out of his magic.

“I was created… to help you ponies during the war. I see now. You are all threats to this land.” I screech again and I go to strike and before I do Emerald puts her claws on my shoulder. I wake up from the anger.

“Go pony go before she kills you. If you try to take another slave. I will kill you myself.” The stallion gulps and trots away a strange yellow fluid running between his legs as he trots away in fear. I quickly shake and come out of my anger.

I didn’t know about it then but this would affect me for the rest of my life. We learned it wasn’t much of war but a test. The camel lied to us about a battle happening. She wanted to make sure we would be ready for the battle ahead. She wanted to see if we would help with the sickness here and if anything would arise.

Many years past there are many wars that happen in the desert. The tunnelers having to deal with another group trying to take over their lands. Emerald and hers having the battle to deal with a rival tribe.

My kind really hasn't seen many battles. But our instincts have kind of taken over and kind of caused us some problems. We get overly prideful and we force our males to be below us. We do have some strong males like my mate. I don't eat him as the others eat theirs. Just we have learned over time that we need to fight our instincts.

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Back at the alliance.

“You see as you all know now. We had battles among ourselves and we act as we do is mostly from the experiment inside our hearts. Emerald and many others of the desert dwellers have helped us through many feats. I wish I could go deeper into what happened. But a lot of our history is not what we wish to speak of.”

I look to the heroes. I used to consider them the problem of this land. I look to the others who are about to speak. Then to my friend Emerald, she hasn’t given up on me even when I have done so much harm to the ponies of this land.

“I will give my species the Ferrum to the alliance. I feel the best way to fight for what is ours is to join forces like the desert dwellers before. I may not trust a lot of you are males and that I follow a way of a path that makes males below us. But I am willing to fight with both sexes.”

I move from the podium of the meeting and stand by Emerald. I look to her as she wraps her armored arm around me and pulls me into a whisper. I don’t fully understand the whisper. But the words I make out are.

“Odadewabo bempi” I didn’t understand what she meant at all

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The vision of Beezen

I look up from my book after writing into it. The stories are amazing of what I am learning. I look down at the title of the book Rainfall. My pen stands on the pages again looking at what we wrote down and he looks up to me.

“Beezen they will know sooner or later. You can’t just keep following them as you have been. They need to know you have been there watching them.”

He is right I haven’t been able to write about everything. Like how Ruby got here what has been going on to my death. Maybe someday I will sit the others down and have them speak their story till now.

“I am unsure my little friend. But we need to keep watching and see if they will have the heart to do this.” I pull the hilt of Spitfire out of my pocket again looking at it. I felt nothing again. I believe the spirit is dormant within it.

“Soon they will find her again. They have to be ready and this will be given to them as a gift.” I put the hilt away and look back up to see who is next to speak.

Footnote: Level up.

Perk added Ferrum: The species known as the Mantis are now added to the alliance. What they bring is bloodthirsty rage and honor to the battle. If you fight with one near you your heart is full of fury. You will feel yourself able to fight like never before.

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