NOTE: Read the description below, to see what you can expect in this story. Read over the promises and elements I listed and decide if you want to read this!

As a final note before the description and list of promises/expectations, I hope you'll find this long tale exciting and will stick with me through the long journey. As I write more, my writing style will change, improve and it will be visible later on. Educational, fun activity... that is writing for me.

So, I hope me improving with you Dear Readers will be visible and I wish you a great time with this story!

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They've gotten to know me by many names. Various aliases, hiding my identity from those, whom purpose is to seek my death and curse the name they heard or have given me. Or mason me from those, who would shower me with their gratitude and respect... this depends on what I've done to them, of course...

All of them, calling and crying out the damned or earned titles of mine, or simply the name I carved into their minds. Dhuradhan, Dhanthas, Balance, The Balance, Avatar, The Avatar, Headhunter, Assassin, Outsider... yes, I've left a memorable reminder. My impact on both the Mortals and the A'nforians was even greater than I had originally anticipated. Greater, to the point, where an attribute always finds its rightful place, when they speak my name. Monster, beast, murder, killer, terrorist, soulless, heartless, emotionless and Dark being... hehhehe... I cannot help, but completely agree with these.

But the following ones... if only they could just cut it out, for they flatter me to guilt. For fulfilling my destiny, I cannot bear to receive these words. Savior, Pure Soul, Legend, hero, Saint-like, trustworthy, kind, caring and good... from my end, I am none of these. This further proves how different aspects the souls have in life... and how one's facade can deceive the other...

Respectful, honorable, 'Balanced', right, self-conscious and productive... now these are the ones, which I can accept and appreciate. These facts are proven and thoughtfully noted from not only the judgeful souls, but from me as well. I strive to earn these indicators, all the while accomplishing with the meaning of my life... which is to keep up the Balance in this world. Earning titles and constructing opinions inside other souls, are not even close to my prior intentions...

Throughout my lies, achievements and decisions, my real name... my Mortal name, which I got from my family... loses itself in the darkness of uncertainty. Not even the echo of its far cry, could reach the ears of the living... nor the death's. Yet aside from my loved ones, two soul, incredibly close to me, always recall it in my head. Always remind me about it, by whispering it into my ears. And it always leaves a bitter void behind, building serious weight after it, to fill the metaphorical gap...

Dhuradhan and Dhanthas... two additional souls, wielding the A'nforian names of Light and Dark. Sharing the body of mine, leading me to two different directions at once and keeping me possibly the only company I ever had in my life. We together form the ultimate three-in-one and the outcome of this? ... is Balance...

All of this achieved under the time as The Balance of the world. As The Avatar, as the chosen, who although has free will, liberated he won’t be from his chains, as long as his obligation binds him to lead a strict lifestyle... and sentence the fate of every soul towards the deserved direction.

I not only keep up the balance between good and evil, but between The Light and Hell. Between the Pure Souls and Dark beings, whilst constantly guarding the borders between the Mortals and A’nforians. The system from the Elders, the lessons from my passed mentor, wisdoms memorized from great souls and the self-taught third-aspect rules over my judgement.

No emotions are allowed to me, when it comes to my life’s objective. And to kill out the feelings from inside, I unbidden myself from voicing out my displeasure, by pledging upon a golden rule. The expressions I made were merely a versatile mask’s cover, to aid me in swindling others to false beliefs. The sentimentality they felt and I faked, was internally nonexistent…

However, by wiping myself out from the lives of the Mortals at last, and vanquishing each sign of being a sentient creature, I did not escape from the agony. This sempiternal hypocrisy - even though I cannot be labeled as a hypocrite - brought wounds from those, whom I had never expected to deal me damage. My loved ones gave me the privilege to experience what the old saying makes speech about: ‘There are wounds deeper than scars.’

While I was busy protecting them, I found myself as the main source of their throe. Me, who swore to shield them from life’s, time’s, fate’s and the world’s punishment. I, who would take on another journey down to Hell and back, just to save them from this world’s cruelty.

In the end, I was left as a cold stone, who takes pleasure in unobtainable freedom, walking amongst A’nforians and diligently serving for a better world. Unfortunately… it was my inability to know what my loved ones desired more than my aegis… love, devotion, care… they wanted me back, the one, who was once a Mortal like them…

Even at the edge of inevitable end of Earth, instead of staying with them, I stormed off to put an end onto the Third World War. And when a highly dangerous threat rose on the horizon, I still held my ground and decided upon fighting until my third death. The Mortals were destroying themselves and an A’nforian was left alive…

And The Balance went out of sight, as I was forced to reach for help from an old friend…

I carried the guilt with myself and blamed the very being of mine, for failing the treasures of my life. Every mistake and sin I had committed followed after me, from the land of confusion… into the land of harmony...

With obscure news about my death, I escaped to return in the future, to prepare myself for merciless revenge. The more time I spent abroad, the more destruction unfolded back at home. My mission was clear and the race with time began…

However… the time I’ve spent so far in this welcoming world, did wonders to me...

I just found myself in the land of harmony, where I began developing the internal importances of my being. I found an old friend and several more. I experienced such gestures and favors from these inhabitants, that the Dark ice melted and revealing light brought revelation before my very eyes...

And in the vision... I saw a promising future…

With my own blood, I swear to protect Equestria...

My name is Adam... and I am a better soul now...

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ULTIMATE NOTE: I've already started to remake the chapters. The current rating of the story is NOT what it actually is!

(Before the first rewritten chapter: 15 Likes | 9 Dislikes. So please take this into consideration when reading. Check the stats to see if I'm saying the truth, if you want!)

Please take this in mind, before leaving this story. It's REWRITTEN now...

Also in the beginning, there won't be any ponies after around chapter 4 or 5...

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The main character in my universe and in this story.

Universe name: The Balance

Before you start reading, let me explain some important things!

- This story is not a self-insert! Character has my name, yes, but it's not a story like that. The personality is different and such and I just have a good plan, for having this name...

- He has SUPERPOWERS! The story is taking place in a universe, where many powerful being tries to get stronger. And the character is no difference! Strong character, stronger enemies...

- You will probably find references from other games and tales. (Like his hidden blade machine, which has more than just a blade.) Also, a slight religious element (<--- This will change, for personal reasons. And I believe it would be good for many more people, now that I think about...), but nothing serious. (The mentioning of Hell, really nothing to be bothered about. But I felt the need to put this here, in case some of you feel irritated by hearing about it from time to time in the story.) This story is not a religious one and never becomes one! (I'm not one either.)

- Involves cruelty and gory parts. The gory parts will be marked in the story and you can skip them easily! But the sick, mind game atmosphere can't be skipped. If you don't like that, then do not read it please!

- Also involves sexuality, but not like you would imagine it! Since the story is about Equestria and another, really magical world, that means, other magical, sentient creatures. Though, I will not write a scene like this: (character x centaur) there will be times, when pony gets to have a short time with the character and such. (Examples for sexuality: character x elf girls/ half horse, half human/ demons - human looking ones, but with wings, different colored skin and such- / Angels/ Spirits/ Mortals) And nearly all of these will be JUST MENTIONED!

- Not a romance story, but involves flirting, sex and strong feelings. But we will never reach love, that's why the lack of 'romance tag'...

These things above can be found in the story. If you don't like one of them, then leave this story!

- Picture made by: Me

Thank you for taking your time! I hope you'll enjoy this!

PS.: Feel free to use this universe, to create your own story! Send me a PM and I'll most definitely answer it. (Your character can't meet with mine and can't be placed in the same Equestria! Use the multi universe theory or whatever...)