''Bon Bon's Bon Bons... the only stand that has a name- nevermind...''

One thing was sure... the market wasn't a Spar supermarket, where you were able to find the things easily. I mean, what the fuck is the milk doing at the carrot stand? I managed to find bread, after looking everywhere, but to this sweet stand. And the rest... the market square was a chaos and it was impossible to find the needed purchase, if you didn't know the place. There were stands, where they obviously showed what they can sell, but the majority of the stands had a bit from that, more from this and you had no idea where to buy the needed merchandise...

There were more occasions, when I was quicker and picked up the food, before one of the shopkeeper did with his or her mouth... and I thought they were able to hold objects with hooves. Some did hold things with hooves or with wings... or magic... another mental note: Accept things from unicorns, ONLY! Their magic were clean, unlike the mouth of the other pony races...

After - surprisingly without any difficulties - that vendor at Bon Bon's Bon Bons handed - hoofed? - me the bread, I realized two things...

One: I needed to get shopping bags, because the shopkeepers won't put the purchased food into anything, but leave the food in open air... this made me question the equines' cleanness, however, I found out that their mouths weren't disgusting... but I still preferred the unicorn method of picking things up...

And two... they were not carnivores... therefore, my morning sandwiches won't contain any meat.

But to my delight and upmost surprise, it turned out that they weren't herbivores either. Aside from meat, they ate everything, further confusing me. What were they, if not omnivores, then?

''It seems Equestria is full of mysteries...'' Dhuradhan said and I saw no other explanation to these things...

My hunt for meat in the marketplace was what caused me to spend more time than I should have. Seeing that I should really leave soon, I gave up being picky and just went with what the shopkeepers had in offer. I bought milk, some grapes and then approached the apple stand, one of the stand that actually showed what they had in store. The things I bought were good for my health and I was actually in need of some healthy food. I've been refusing meals, ate only one type of food... a little change was a good change...

And for your information, I didn't give up on the meat... there was a vast amount of wildlife outside the village...

''I'll be back in ten minutes... ugh, alright. I'll wait it out...'' Unfortunately, no one... nopony was at the stand.

Unfortunately for the shopkeeper as well, because to my disbelief, every item in stock were out in the open... without none of these ponies to guard it. Either poor vendor had an urgent visit to the toilette, or the owner of the stand was downright stupid. However, to my pleasant surprise, none of the citizens cared about those fresh pies, tasty apples in red and green, or about the other sweet food on display. Like it was the most usual thing in the world to see or to do... was Ponyville really had no thieves at all? Come to think of it, the other foods on display were in a perfect reach for all of the ponies. They could just easily wait out the lines, grab the targeted object or food and make a run for it.

Also, now looking at the defenseless stand, I realized that I actually saw many more shopkeepers doing that. Yet, I payed no attention to it, finding it... normal, for some strange reason. The doors weren't locked either, like the owners of the houses wanted the other ponies to visit them freely, whenever they felt like it! And the town had no walls, only a narrow gap of a river separating the houses from the fields, before the wildlife in the forests took up the space. ANY kind of animal could get into the town, every equine from another town could get inside one of the houses! Where is the defense in this town? I only saw that group of stallions, nothing else...

Yet, here they were, living in joy. Each pony had a job, had a family and friends to be with... I immediately sat down next to the stand, mentally kicking out the thought out of my head...

My hood covered my eyes, preventing eye contact with the citizens. Their legs were visible and it didn't seem they really payed me attention. Just a quick glance, definitely confused as to why I was sitting on the ground. Maybe they thought I was trying to steal an apple? Or they thought I was sleeping? Or they misunderstood my position and thought I was lost? Unlikely, but what the two said inside my head, was the reason why I was receiving stares again...

''On Earth, it may be ordinary to see someone on the ground like that... however, you are in Equestria.''

''Hey, you're on a mission or what? Do you think it's normal?''

''I am waiting. If they don't like it, then it's not my concern...''

Yes, the good old missions...

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I counted down the time it took the target to arrive in my area and give me the start for my go. The second phase of the mission and the most important part of it. I stood up and made my way over to the pedestrian crossing, where a large amount of Mortals had gathered and were waiting for the lamp to turn green.

''Target is in position.'' I heard Archer in my headphones.

I looked up from under my hood, revealing little of the world around me, but not enough for the people to tell who I was. On the opposite side of the road, my target, with a bottle of water ready in his hands.

My target: Greyish, short hair. White skin, brown eyes. Old, yet fit. Blue sport bag on his shoulder and his fake sport uniform was on him... except the sport shoes and instead, he wore elegant boots, made from black leather. It gave away his cover immediately, nearly poking my eyes out with the glimmer on his clean shoes...

Too bad for the shoes, for they were about to be painted with the blood of their owner...

The lamp turned green...

''Cameras off.'' I whispered into the microphone in my hood, giving out the orders.

''Cameras off. It is up to you now, sir.'' Striker reported, bringing us closer to the end of this mission.

From both sides, the large amount of people started walking across the street, along with me and my target, inside the crowd. No security cameras, the human bodies around me blocked out the view from the waiting drivers in the cars; from the building's windows, it was impossible to see the events and the cops were nowhere around, thanks to Mr. Muscle acting as a distraction.

I was still far from my target, but the mission was already over...

Just before we pass by each other, he raised his bottle of water to his mouth, easing his thirst. He had it in his left hand and I was walking past him from the same side. His drinking pose allowed me clear way to his heart... that is, if he had one, considering his crimes...

No one spotted the glimmer of my hidden blade, nor my bracers under the sleeves. The blade slid out from its hiding spot and found its target under the left arm of MY target. With the same swift motion, I put my hands into my pockets, acting casual and sheathing my weapon under the process...

As I walked away from the scene, the only thing I made out from the cries of agony from the bastard, was just gurgling sounds, as the water filled his lungs and blood ruined his clothes. Comprehensible words couldn't leave his mouth, only diluted crimson liquid.

And then came the screaming and sensed the panicked movement of the people, who witnessed the mysterious death of a 'sport man'... alias one of the slave traders...

I arrived at an alley, where I started climbing up the building, unnoticed. I felt relief, instead of grief from my action. Another trader was down and the death of him may rise alarms for the other traders, we were going to get them... all of them...

''Kill confirmed, target: Eliminated. Zero witnesses of the source of the death. Body found, cops called. Mr. Muscle is no longer a target for the security. Starting phase three on sign, stay on guard.'' Archer reported, hanging up until I replied.

''Positive. Everyone, phase three. Scatter around until sundown. Meeting at hideout. Objective, stay hidden and cause no suspicion. Out!''

''Copy that, sir. Security cameras turning on under thirteen minutes. Hurry up, everyone!'' Striker told to us, ushering the team.

''Roger that, leaving viewpoint. Out!'' Archer said, reporting his status.

''Got it. Leaving distraction area. I'll catch up to you all later. Out!'' And Mr. Muscle reported as well at last.

Technically, the mission was still active, but for me... it was over long ago...

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Not just because of this another flashback, but because of the whole situation, I felt a sense of familiarity. I was waiting for a soul, hiding my identity and letting the time to fly by. I sorted out the sounds around me, making out the close conversations and my mind numbed itself, transferring this state to my body as well. I made absolutely no sound, no movement and the rising and falling of my chest was gone. Lifeless, was how I would describe that method. I watched the souls around me going left and right, stopping by for a second and resuming trotting away... my state worked, the ponies movement was faster in my vision. You could say, I was in a hibernating state, frozen inside my head.

And in my head, my senses were crystal clear...

Just as I thought, the owner of the Bon Bon's Bon Bons was called Bon Bon... no, I didn't guess, but heard it from a Lyra named mare... they were friends and... and they lived together, according to how one of them had said she made dinner in THEIR kitchen. I heard this Bon Bon saying that she was going to pack up the things from the stand and call it a day, as she said. For a while, I turned my focus away from them, muffling out their conversation. Instead, I had the privilege hear some lady gossip from a Roseluck and a Daisy... seriously, the names here were exotic, but some of them were more like a joke...

... creature... thing...

My focus shifted back to the previous two females, after I had heard that sticking out words. Their conversation was related to me and it was time to finally hear the gossips about me...

''Look, Lyra. I don't care what it is, or what is it doing here. As long as it stays out of trouble, I'm fine.'' The Bon Bon one scolded.

''But you just talked to him back there!'' The Lyra persisted.

''Him?'' ''Here we go again...''

''The you know... voice and all...'' ''Fucking finally!''

''Okay... HIM, HE bought something, nothing else. He came here, bought some bread and left. Don't ask me about him... or anypony else... neither him, Lyra!'' It seemed this Bon Bon was much tougher than the other ponies. It explained her reaction when she found herself face to face with me... or more like her missing reaction, because she certainly gave two shits what I was.

It was good news, because I was sure to visit her shop for some more bread...

''Why?'' Whined the Lyra.

''Because I don't want you to get into trouble.'' ''Proceed...''

''Why would I get into trouble? Why is everypony so mean with him?'' ''Aww, that's cute-'' ''Shut up.''

''Didn't you hear what happened? He faced down Applejack, all by himself. I'm telling you Lyra, don't go near him. We don't even know what he is!'' ''Looks like the Element of Loyalty wants to keep her image clean, I take it... losing was something she didn't want. Expected...'' ''HA! Too late!''

That was more than enough for me to hear. With the evidence clear, I managed to put the pieces together... I was still a present fear in the town. They faked their calmer attitude around me and I finally knew the reason for them, not approaching me. While I was glad for that, because that meant Celestia couldn't blame me for not trying, it was a disadvantage on the other hand... the group of stallions... I was sure that I will have to face down the 'men of the town'...

But no matter how negatively were their attitude, I had to keep in mind that it was expectable. Actually, they weren't rude with me, just scared. Yet, seeing me in town now raised this feeling of uncertainty in them. They couldn't put me anywhere, neither as a specie and as a citizen. A sticky situation, it was...

I just had to keep myself away from causing panic and everything will work out well in the end... but oh-so later will that end come...

The approaching hooves from my left came to a halt behind the apple stand. Harkening the sounds further, I heard the pony removing the plat, which was placed on the front of the stand and had the 'I'll be back in ten minutes.' sign on it. Well, it was the shopkeeper and not some thief, so it was time for me to stand up and order those apples. If my eavesdropped informations were true, then it was close to dinner time. Therefore, the vendors were about to pack their stuff and go home soon. I had to buy now and do the same... go home...

''Eeyup.'' From the deep and booming sound of the country pony, I presumed it was a stallion.

I stood up from next to the stand and walked to the front, regarding the rather huge stallion. He was much more than those other males, given how well built he was AND taller. While every other pony reached the center of my torso, this male was around my chest, instead. Further going with my immediate inspecting, I noticed some familiar signs on him. Emerald-green eyes, freckles and stronger built than the other ponies in his gender. If not for the short and orange shade for mane and crimson coat, I would have greeted him as Applejack or Element of Honesty...

''Good afternoon or evening, sir. Can I still purchase or the shift is over for today?'' I regarded him, not knowing the correct time. My watch and neither my telephone couldn't tell me, since I just moved to another world. I had to check the time in this town somewhere...

''Eeyup.'' Nodded at me the stallion. Either he didn't want to bring discomfort to the costumer, or he too cared two damns about what I was. There was also the possibility, that being Applejack's relative, meant that he thought in the same way... more like looked at life from the third-aspect...

''Thank you very much. In that case, I would like to buy five apples.'' Telling him, I started pulling out the bag of bits from my inner pockets. Meanwhile, I glanced at the prizes and it said one apple costed one bit. Fair enough and easy, so I fished out five bits and placed them before the stallion, putting the five apples into my small backpack, finding them a firm place, where they won't be crushed by the other objects.

''Nnope.'' I glanced at the pony, who was sliding one of the bits back towards me.

''It said one bit for each apple.'' I reasoned, pulling up the zipper to show that I wasn't about to take the bit.

''An' the first apple's ah free sample f'r new costumers.'' He replied, voice calm as ever and expressions not even flickering once, to reveal slight fear behind the possible mask. He was probably a really good actor... or again, he could be just as respectable as the Element of Honesty...

By the way, respect. What he said, was really promising, but I was certainly not about to accept it. To have an additional reason for that - and to not be just polite - , let's just say I was lazy to pull out my bit bag... and Dhanthas is laughing at the name now...

''I cannot accept this offer. A bit means nothing to me.'' I reason, but he just further separated the four coins from that single one. ''Very well, have a nice day.'' I said, sliding the bit over to the edge of the stand.

''Eeyup.'' He replied, pretty much saying the same over and over again. With that, he thought I was leaving and he started sliding those four bits closer to himself, pulling out a chest, full of bits. But it gave me enough cover, to flick that fifth piece of bit into that chest, which he opened behind the stand for the other four bits.

''It was a pleasure making business with you, sir.'' I called back, whilst departing from the stand.

''Eeyup...''

And this is how Dhanthas got addicted to the usage of this expression... eeyup...

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My trip back to my house was spent in an uneventful time. A casual walk home from shopping, like I used to do back then. It highly reminded me about those days, when my mother asked me to run down to the local supermarket and buy some groceries. What was the exceptions? I didn't have to beat up the thieves on my way back or at most days, hide their corpses. Those days were when I was the beast teenager, not really caring how bad of a soul those burglars and thieves were. I simply didn't care, if they dared to hurt me, I retorted mercilessly...

I felt another flashback coming to my mind, but regaining myself before I recall that satisfying moment, I resumed just walking in silence. To distract myself, I thought about some new important things to do on the agenda. What time it was, what day it was today and what should I do next, after depositing the bought resources in the kitchen. I planned on going on an eavesdropping spree the next day, hopefully hearing one of the ponies saying the day and time.

I didn't really want to ask around. One of the reason was that the language here was different and I was no rhyme maker to come up with the Equestrian speech. And the most obvious reason was that the ponies would look at me strangely, if I ask them what time it was. Sure, they would tell me, because I could blame the lack of information on something easy. 'Just slipped my mind.' Or: 'Lost track of time.'

Both were good, but as I said, I was planning on a flawless first impression on each and every pony... everypony...

Arriving at my house and storing away the purchased food - I'm saying this, because I could have easily stolen them... - and went outside immediately. Stepping outside, it caught my attention how quickly the sun was going down. The rays of the giant orb were rapidly faltering on the night sky, as the moon rose to the sky, surprisingly with the same speed, as the orange ball came to a rest behind the mountains. The moon came to a halt somewhere on the other side of the planet, above Canterlot city, then I witnessed as the stars, all of a sudden appeared on the night-blue sky. They twinkled once and shifted into their respective places.

I never was the one, to remember which combination of the stars showed what pictures. I preferred to keep the night as a mystery, if I already knew the ground. My dominance over the solid ground was perfectly enough for me and let the night sky as an unsolved puzzle... a beautiful puzzle. And in all honesty... I seriously couldn't make out any of those constellations. Well, I could, but not with the right combinations of the stars.

Using Energy and Power needed imagination and in my imagination, I pictured many things on the sky, with all those stars combined together...

''Celestia and Princess Luna is in a perfect synchronization, it seems...'' I thoughtfully noted, choosing the direction to the right, getting closer to the 'back' entrance of the town. ''Does that mean Equestria has a geocentric worldview and not heliocentric? And if the two royal sisters could control day and night, then the agricultural producing could be bent to the more profitable direction... however, that would mean one day would be longer than twenty-four hours...''

''Thus, the timeline would be ruined.'' Finished my observation Dhuradhan.

''Thus, you won't get any time to be lazy in the bed and the sun would burn you roasted...'' And Dhanthas added...

I followed the road towards the mountain, which held Canterlot on its side. Gazing at the now glowing castle walls and towers, I analyzed this day and night topic further. Celestia most definitely has a strict schedule. If she would not wake up, then Equestria would be either stay in darkness or daylight for a certain amount of time. On the other side of the planet, the sun was shining, while the night ruled at this side of Equestria. To think that that two had such divine Powers in their possession... I could only show my upmost respect towards that two. The responsiblity they had on their shoulders... it was really large. Who knows how many soul would have to suffer the consequences, if one of the co-rulers disappears... or passes away...

''Holy Hell, I just realized something. That Luna must have a shitload of things to do each evening. Rise the moon AND all the fucking stars at the same fucking place. What if one of these equines couldn't find home and tries to use the stars to find direction IN the stars?! Luna would be the one, who receives the gratitude in the end... this is amazing!'' Dhanthas finished his monologue and I could only agree with him.

''You clearly found an interest in the Night Princess.'' Pointed out Dhuradhan.

''Like Hell I wouldn't be interested in a female, who could grant me infinite Dark Energy!''

''Since we have come to this topic of Energy... allow me to tell you what we are going to learn and practice from tomorrow.''

There was a lonely tree by the forest to my left. I'd come to a field, far away from the town, where a forest ended. Said forest separated the field from Ponyville, acting as a perfect curtain, to prevent the town from seeing the field. And said field was perfect for training grounds. Far away, hidden and vast amount of plain space.

Moonlight illuminating the night and turned the otherwise green field into a blue ocean of grass; The many haulm dancing in the cool breeze and glistering from the glimmer above, thanks to the wet texture on each haulm; And crickets cirping in the night, spread around on the wide blanket of the grass, hidden away in safety... it reminded me of serenade in the late hours, which was played for the Princess of the Night.

I stood on the dirt road, not daring to disturb the violins of those night-bugs and ruining the blanket under the moon. No civilization in sight, no lights to hide the stars, no pollution and sirens sounding out in the night. Nature dominated this land, not technology or dirty inhabitants... it was just too perfect to be real...

Dhuradhan began...

''After thinking over what should we learn, I have come to a conclusion. You are going to continue Tuning your new Powers, whilst Dhanthas and me are going to spend the whole training session outside your body. You will learn to be one with nature, while we improve on ourselves, in order to stay outside for longer period of times. After that, we will learn, Tune, experiment with other kind of Techniques.''

''As you Tune your Spell... or experiment with this Ability of yours, you will find yourself getting better and better at creating the connection with the vegetation. So, in order to make sure that you will remember how to achieve this state, you will improve on your current Abilities and Spells, along with learning new Techniques like Dhanthas and me. Clearly, you are a warrior type, but a few other kind of Power Trees will not hurt.''

''Each day, you will come to this field and start the training from under this tree. We will do sparing, meditation and Power Tuning. We will help you to awoke your inner skills, which you had not used before. Let us say... the Cross Sword. An example, however, there are many more. Tonight, I shall look into your past and see if I can find more hidden Techniques for you and us...''

''Thank you, Dhuradhan. Tomorrow, we shall start the training... I can just feel the Energy around us. It's nearly overpowering...'' I told him, delighted to hear his plan. So many possibilities will await me after finishing my quest in Equestria... but before that, I will have the privilege to play around with Equestrias deliciously lively Energy. It boiled my blood to just use it, something that I rather forced back as of right now... I didn't want to end up doing something out of my mind...

''I have an idea, too!'' Spoke up Dhanthas. ''Do you remember the Reaper Form? You know, the state you're in when you fought against Captain Fucking Martin?''

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''Thou defeated me and liberated mine soul. The Scythe thou art wielding contains a part of mine being. Lucifer, my once best of friend, ripped the chunk out of mine soul, committing betrayal upon mine being and forbidden me from life. I have been a hollow ever since, forced to a faith, that thou freed me from. I am beholden... Thy life as The Death shall be great hardship. However, I make sure to not turn thou into Death. My gratitude... Ruler of Hell shall be prevented from thy being's control. For saving me from all they taketh, let them chains and armor fall down. I shall bless you with mine Powers and weapon... as mine self. Thy title shall be The Death and tho may resolve to mine destiny... or may not. Thou choose thy path and wield mine piece of a soul and the Power inside thy weapon. I seest exhilaration... even in Hell... my blessing upon thee... allow me to guide you throughout thy battle. I be honored...''

The Grim Reaper spoken to me with his deep-hoarse voice, from the darkness of my mind, empty void surrounding my sanity. Then... there was the freeing sensation of Dark Energy coursing through my being and filling in the void. Sweet shadows taken hold of my mind and the overpowering desire to face down my foes clouded my mind. What had come over me? What kind of madness taken hold of my racing heart? It was calling me away... so... POWERFUL!

The source of my recovery... was the presence of The Death... The Grim Reaper himself. Inside my very sanity, in the form of Dhanthas...

''Take it all away! Night has fallen, so give into it and stare deeply into it! In a world beyond controlling, you want to remain a slave for the rest of your life?! He's right there, in clear sight and you wanna let him live?!'' His speech plummeted my anger to the night sky. My heartbeat was rapid, faster than ever...

''You're on the path to take it all away... LET HIS ARMOR TO FALL AND TAKE YOUR REVENGE!''

Skin dark-grey, his exposed upper body was burning from the immense amount of Dark Energy, leaving only the hood out from burning to ashes. His muscles were pulsating from adrenaline, in a perfect sync with mine, seemingly following the sensations in my being. The rage-filled snarling and hate filled eyes were burning themselves into mine... MY fury burned me from inside, for I was just looking at a reflection of mine. Chains were hanging down from my waist, holding up the ragged trouser I was wearing. Burn marks adoring its hard texture and it felt like my complete being went through a fire storm.

Redemption taken hold of my mine, increasing every organ-work's speed inside me. I wanted to go. I wanted to destroy and bring absolute destruction upon those who opposed me. They had something from me and the single thought of it boiled my blood. I was overwhelmed with the want for killing. No more hunger for blood and starvation to flesh. I was in control of my desires... except one...

The glimmer from my right shoulder picked up my attention and watching my reflection, I witnessed as marks scorched themselves there. They conquered my shoulder-blade, the upper-arm and a chunk from my back. They burned my very being, but I let them do it. I let them hurt me and bringing my anger to higher levels. I felt incredible all of a sudden and a sense of completeness overcome my senses.

And those marks were the reason for this painful self-discovery... it hurt, but in the most satisfying way. The Scythe was a part of me. It granted me the part of a legend's soul; indestructible and undeniable Powers, that brought back Dark Energy to my possession.

My life as a Vampire diseased Mortal was over... the age of the new Avatar has started. I felt unstoppable and thought clearer than before. My senses extended their durabilities and in my mind, the fight was second-nature...

I was... The Death and The Balance... a new one, who will make sure to ruin Luceta' 's and Lucifer's plan, no matter what I have to go through.

''For saving me from all they've taken, I grant YOU a present in the future! You have my word for that! Lead me away from this hibernation and into battle, with YOU on my side! Let us feast upon the night's influence and crush those, whom crossed us! Help me win back our freedom, to present you my appreciation. Grant me power! Power beyond containment! For I! The Balance! Will bring great changes of this world! For the better future! Without tyrants playing with both of our lives and souls! Let us fight! Let us fight side by side! For tonight, we give into the night!''

The clothing from the burnt down robe reconstructed itself, hiding the otherworldly tainted skin on my being and even the hood repaired itself, hiding my venom shooting expression in shadows. The presence of the Grim Reaper taking hold of my desires, as he joined me in the battle.

The night was young and there was a soul, who had my Golden Cross...

And I was going to bring a world of pain upon his soul, which was endless and served perfect punishment, after taking his Powers as well...

I was The Avatar... The Balance...

And I was going to make sure, that this balance in the world will stay up strictly, as long as I was breathing...

Only two souls left to be vanquished from existence...

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I still couldn't decide which way I preferred Dhanthas. Evil or just aggressive? I did not know and did not wish to ponder about it much. As long as he was on my side, not breaking something, then he was fine by me. Back then, I thought he was pure evil, wanting to control me. In a sense of way, he did want to do as such, yet without him, I would not be here, wielding such Powers...

The night, when The Grim Reaper brought Dark Energy back into my system, I fought against the enemy, with him and the Grim Reaper by my side. The following days? They were spent successfully, since we were aiming for the same goal. He too had lost his Energy, when Luceta' sent his men to divest my Powers and strip me down from my title. The bastard gave the title to another soul, who was supposed to be part of my family.

Imagine my anger, when he dared to state that I was family with that female soul... I have ONE family and three members from them. NOT two and have more than three. Who in the fucking Hell he thought he was, to decide who is family and who was not?! That is why I feel grateful for The Traveling Horseman, for killing her and spitting into Luceta' 's plan...

Apologize, it still stirs up the feelings from my end. Anger was an ordinary thing for me back then...

Where was I going? Right, Dhanthas. Needles to say, he should not be mistaken for evil! A hothead, yes, however... NOT evil...

''Yes, I remember. What is your point?'' I replied to him, after finishing another flashback.

''Now, let me explain. When you use The Scythe, sometimes, at certain moments, one swing could call upon the Reaper Form. Totally accidentally, unexpectedly. You have the Abilities of Dark Powers... why not try and use this form in the future? And a few more Techniques, which this bright guy calls... Dark magic. Nothing special, just a few combination of your eyes, Dark Energy and the Power Trees. A sort of... change of pace, if you want to call it like this.'' Now that was something interest-irking, I had to admit. However, Combinations required knowledge of all the Power Trees and Power Wings, in order to come up with a self-created Technique. Through experimenting, I could Invent a Unique Technique, that only I know and I created. It could work, it could work... I decided to leave this to next day's training session.

After all, Dhuradhan did mentioned improving on other skills... maybe I could Invent one?

The distant sound of wolves snapped me out of my promising theories and calculations, reminding me about how long I had been standing by the field. The moon had shifted above me, leaving Canterlot city's top, as it moved in a slow pace across the land.

One last howl promoted me to leave the nature behind and just go home to rest... even though I wanted to start my training right there...

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Combinations:

Using several Techniques, in order to get a different effect in the end of the Spell / Ability.

Warning: Not knowing what the outcome will be, could lead to fatal mistakes!

Example:

- Water Bending + Air Bending = Easier water tornado creating.

- Conjuration + Enchanting = The Binded weapon will be stronger/faster/both and so on...

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Inventing:

Experimenting with different Combinations or Tuning them, one could create a completely new Ability / Spell and can give a name to it. It is a great source of respect and an advantage for that soul, for they were going to fear from him or respect him.

Invented Techniques are called Unique Techniques and could be named as anything, as long as it is appropriate, or else the world will call it something else and eventually, decide a name for it by themselves, not giving you the respect for Inventing it.

Inventions are usually used by ONE soul, thanks to its uniqueness. Thus, if you Invent something, you better keep it hidden, or else other souls will get to know the method and learn how to counter it sooner. (Sooner, because they can find a flawed point in it by observing it...)

As long as it is not in the known Power Trees / Techniques, then it is an invention...

Interesting: Those Water Dragons from Markhar, they are known by the whole A'nforian world... Hell, even a Mortal would come up with something like that. Yet, things like these are considered as Inventions, because even though you don't give them life (Reanimation), you change their look (Alteration, even though we're talking about Water Bending...) and it doesn't just a water tentacle. The Water Dragons are for intimidating the enemy, in order to get an upper hand.

Many more of these kind of 'known' or 'expected' tricks are all Inventions, no matter what...

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Unique Technique: Or in short: Uniques.

These are the Techniques, that someone invented, by experimenting / Tuning an Ability / Spell.

If the Technique is divine-like, then the soul who invented it could be know by the Technique's name itself, for they can give names for them...

Example:

- Cross Word; Cross Shield; Soul Window and the rest...

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The second flashback was inspired by the song, Disturbed : The Night