(?): What are thy words which my ears are deciding to hear? Are you speaking that Mama's Village is currently unavailable for approach? As if I, your Dark Lord, does not possess the power to do so? (?): My Dark Lord, it would appear that Mama and her village had run into some fortune for the time being. The Moon had decided to pour darkness close to her lands. The birthing of new creatures is currently taking place. It would be unwise to disrupt the process. As you are always aware....rebirth...

"Gahh...dammit...dammit...dammit....I hate this stupid thing!" I was in a place of irritation. Currently myself, Prince Artemis, was overseeing the progress in the Artifacts I have taken into my care. Artifacts of ancient and powerful magics. Six Artifacts that were named to be in existence, but with a slight chance of a Seventh also existing. Such artifacts were lost to the world as time had moved on, hidden away to be forgotten about. At least that was the intention. Those weren't my intention...

I just seemed to lay there. Laying there with nothing going on except for the continued breathing that my body was doing. Along side the breathing of my sleeping beauty that was accompanying me in my sleep. My eyes were closed, but my mind wasn't. These past weeks have pushed me towards an area of exhaustion that I wasn't sure was possible. What's funny about that tho, was that this was still only the beginning. As Prince of the Night, Future Husband, and Father? I never would have guessed that ...

??? "Ahhh! Ahh! P-Please! Please....j-just..no more. No more please. I-I have done nothing of notice....Nothing of value. I'm just a nopony! Ahhh!" ??? "It is rather sad to hear you refer to yourself as a simple nopony. Where as here? In this space? You are providing purpose. You are involved in the steps for future knowledge." My name is Arold Murk. I am a unicorn blessed in knowledge and will. Brought into this world for purpose. Gifted to this land in order to change it. I may not kno...

Lord Somber: "What is it that you see before you, my dearest apprentice?" These were the words spoken to me by my Master. Lord Somber, the Ruler of the Dark Kingdom and Master of all things Arcane. From first glance, you'd suspect yourself to be meeting the Devil. A large Alicorn with a rather darkened blue complexation. Even darker were his bat like wings and horn, which seemed almost a midnight. The same could go for the horn as well, which was the most upsetting feature, being that it rese...

"Arold!....Arold! ....Arold you shouldn't go against the Dark Leader!" "Mhm...." A quick open of the eyes seemed to be the first action taken by the Nightmare Spirit. The Nightmare Spirit of Artemis himself. A spirit with power and control. A being of pure danger. One that would normally be doing his current night job. The job of dream jumping and eliminating terrible dreams from sleepers without any of them being the wiser. However....that's not what he was doing. That's not where he was goi...

Emptiness. Complete emptiness. A clear area of pure nothing. Nothing but clear white. Not a sound. Not a smell. Not a sight. Nothingness surrounded me. Why was I here? Wasn't I just visiting dreams a moment ago? Wasn't I just solving a pony's nightmares a few seconds ago? How did I end up here? What even was here? Everything was starting to move. Shapes and figures were appearing and being made. Grass along my hooves were appearing. Soft and comforting. A breeze was going through my mane. My sur...

Concentration. It's the first rule of all magic users attempting any form of spectacle performance. Magic starts at the base of concentration. Wiping away the world around you, whether it be for hours, minutes, or seconds, to purely focus on what you attempt in achieving. It's at this beginning stage where no mistakes must come into being. For the most minor distraction or hesitation will only result in failure. Sadly....failure was a common pattern as of late. A small flower was straight ah...

The lands of the Dark World seemed to be at a low silence. The sounds of wind and storm casting over the darkened purple sky, providing a sort of calm ambiance. Upon the tallest mountain within this word, a being stood overlooking the dark lands below from a castle balcony. This figure was one as dark as a shadow. It had no detail appearance. It's appearance was shaped like a Alicorn sized dragon, though no mouth or eyes were seen on the figure in dark. Only physical features the resembled a dra...

Continuation of Part 3 ------------------------ Artemis wasn't exactly sure what the correct process in collecting his current thoughts should be. So much had already happened during his path towards a mountain in the distance. A mountain in this Dark World that was said to hold a Castle at its peak. He knew in order to get there from his current path required him to cross through a forest. Something that wasn't simple on paper or in action it seemed. He had been derailed by the possibilit...

"Dammit, Dammit, Dammit! Why this?! Why did it have to end this way! Why have we gotten to this point! What mistakes have we made to have these things plays out as they have?! Me, the Second in Command, having to write in the Prince's Journal as he's being treated for major injuries! I'm forced to do nothing, but sit here and wait! Me! Miss Velvet Sweets, couldn't keep her Prince safe! How.....how did I fail...." ===================== *3 hours ago...* ...

Is the act of revenge the same as gaining of form of catharsis? A way to relieve oneself of pain, anger, emotion towards a target or haunting past? Are they simply connected, like two strands of yarn intertwining? Or.....are they perhaps polar opposite spectrums. A set of spectrums where revenge is merely a stepping stone into petty regrets. Whereas true catharsis is only earned by letting go of the past, by means of doing things in the lighter side of morality. Who's to say? Perhaps both are di...

A full three months. A full three months had passed and yet I'm still finding struggles within my research. Arcane is a complicated center point. The subject itself is unique and vastly unpredictable. Therefore experiments, tests, and theories can so easily be stated as fact or thrown out the window in a matter of minutes. Why is Arcane the way that it is? Why is it so addicting yet so corrupt? Why does it aide powerful magic, yet create a unstable process of spell? Perhaps there isn't a why. Ma...

These past weeks have began to blend together. Throughout my current rule over half the Kingdom, it seems trouble finds ways to arrive at my Castle doors. Brother isn't giving up is he? Course he isn't. He was always stubborn. Stubborn in his ideals. Stubborn in his agreements to Father. Traitor. Backstabber. All titles he claims me to be. But, I'm not the one that was pushing his only sibling aside. I wasn't the one that was going on about building a Kingdom in 'my' image. It wasn't only about ...

"You came into my presence, this very hour of work, to simply host a worry? A mere suspicion of actions? Do you perhaps understand what we are currently doing at the moment? Or perhaps you were too busy ignoring your current assignments to host meaningless thoughts. I'd like fair reasoning as to why you're disturbing my presence!" "As you say, I'm currently ignoring current orders given. However, I seek your ear on matters I'm finding concerning. As of recently? Things have changed a bit. I'v...

Deep in thought. It's what the Prince was constantly doing as of late. Many nights he would be in thought. Thoughts of the present and future. Thoughts of the kingdom he's hoping to re-shape for the better. Ideas on how to improve where both him and his brother had both failed. Plans to ensure his future reign as King go on without trouble. But such a thing would be asking too much. Such a request would be hoping for too much. Nothing was going to be so simple. Even when he's recognized as King?...