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A Darkened Destiny
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While he was not the paragon of physical strength,  King Sombra knew that he had plenty in the way of magic that he could use. On his way back from the Endless Dunes he'd found a certain pendant that he believed had some magical properties. Little did he know that this pendant was actually a banishment circle that could be used to remove other Primes from the world. Presently he was completely unaware of such as he trotted through the Nexus on his sore as tartarus hooves. Whoever had created that desert that he'd been in would be hung when he had a chance. No hanging was too good for such an individual. He'd have an army of unicorns roast the individual alive.  

No that was even too good for someone who had created a desert with such scorching heat and bandit problems. Thoughts of revenge aside he needed to find someone who knew more about the Omniverse. Suddenly his magic activated and a black crystal appeared near him. The crystal glowed and began to show the Dataverse, specifically the info by Lord Dominator. Such a thing was definitely intriguing. It might give him the potential to gain even more influence in the Omniverse. Chances are those bandits at the very least were going to remember what he did. His actions while not done in a 'kind' way would likely save other Primes from being beset by that particular group. Of course that hadn't been his intentions at all. His goal at that moment had simply been to avoid being sold, skinned, eaten or anything else that they had planned for him.   

"What to do now?"

Wait,  he knew what he needed to do now. Finding a medic who could work on equines was definitely in order so he could get his hooves looked at. Each trot he made felt like someone was jabbing a white hot lance or sword into his hooves. To make a long story short when he encountered the absolute moron who had created the desert,  King Sombra was going to be creative with how he was going to torture the guy. For that reason he needed to work on making himself stronger.


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A Darkened Destiny - by James Knight - 08-08-2016, 01:12 PM

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