09-24-2016, 02:49 PM
The dread king of the Crystal Empire was currently studying under the tutelage of his mentor, Starswirl the Bearded. While the pony was a powerhouse, and one of the most gifted magicians, Sombra knew at times he could be a bit scatterbrained. Why, he’d even failed to take in his own surroundings, which was a large sweeping castle that Sombra had made out of Omnilium. Was his mentor truly so stupid as to miss the surroundings of where he happened to be?
Every attempt had been made by the dark ruler of the Crystal Empire to learn the spell dark magic blast Yet none of his attempts thus far were bearing any fruit. Why could he not succeed at such a simple spell? All it was supposed to do was add another power to his arsenal. Being able to make constructs out of his magic wasn’t his old power, but it was a new one. Given that he knew he would eventually run across enemies who wanted him dead, Sombra was motivated to make himself as powerful as he possibly could become. Ascending into an alicorn was not an easy task, mind you. It was made even more difficult by the fact that he didn’t have any info on how to do it.
Sure Twilight had ascended to an Alicorn via the power of Friendship and Rainbows. But Sombra was not her, and couldn’t use a similar transformation. No, his had to be grounded in the darker arts of magic, the power of dark magic. It might not make his mentor happy that he was actually going to use such a thing in order to reach that level. But at this point?
Sombra honestly didn’t give a…….
BUCK.
There were many reasons that he had stopped caring.
Reason one was his first few days in the Omniverse. Being brought here to serve as the entertainment to some sort of mad-with-power deity was irritating to say the least and didn’t please the overlord of the Crystal Empire. The second reason was that he had been paired up by O-Harmony with a psychopathic cold blooded killer that made Discord look sane. Yes, Sombra was afraid or had been once afraid of Deadpool. Given his chances to meet the maniac were slim to none, the former tyrant of the Crystal Empire allowed himself a small smile.
Focusing his magic, he attempted to create the “Dark Magic Blast” spell that he wanted to master because he knew he’d need it.
Yet it did as he had come to expect, that is to say…. It did nothing.
Was his power not even a shadow of what it had once been in Equestria? Apparently so. He’d need to work on his powers and make himself the level of an Alicorn.
Reason Three was a more simple reason. At this point, to limit himself to regular spells was to make himself defenseless. Given he’d nearly been eaten by some bandits when he barely had any magic, he didn’t want that to happen again. Therefore, he knew he needed to improve his magical capabilities to the level of a master to say the least. What was he missing? Why was magic so difficult in the Omniverse? Was Omni a son of a whorse like he thought he was? In any case, the monarch was swamped by a cloak of self pity wrapping around him like a slime or muck that he was trapped in. Yet beneath this layer of pity was also another, albeit darker emotion: fury. Being called gay didn’t even reach the Top 100 things he wanted to be called in his life, and for that O-Harmony was definitely going to burn in Tartarus.
The intellectually challenged white biped was probably laughing his ass off at the suffering of the King. Such arrogance the biped possessed could and would not to go unpunished. But as he was now, Sombra knew he couldn’t even survive attempting to find the bastard. Angrily suppressing any pity he possessed for himself, the dark magus of the Crystal Empire toughened himself up. Putting up his emotional barriers, Sombra sighed.
When his mentor demonstrated a lighter version of the spell that King Sombra fully intended on mastering, Sombra closed his eyes. Focusing on an emotion caused by certain events, he imagined himself on the date with Deadpool. This caused vile emotions to boil up in him like hot lava, disgust, rage, loathing and also quite a great deal of fear. Yes, King Sombra freely admitted it. He was for once in his life afraid. Of course this was due to one simple fact. Deadpool made him look like a saint, and made Discord look completely normal. If the mercenary discovered magic, it was enough to make Sombra very afraid.
Finally he let loose the spell, forming what appeared to be an almost ghostly cannon in front of him although it took him about 10 seconds to create and then it released a beam more powerful than that of Starswirl, but one that wasn't what Starswirl wanted. This beam used dark magic, as opposed to the magic that Starswirl himself was using.
"So how did I do, Starswirl?"
Every attempt had been made by the dark ruler of the Crystal Empire to learn the spell dark magic blast Yet none of his attempts thus far were bearing any fruit. Why could he not succeed at such a simple spell? All it was supposed to do was add another power to his arsenal. Being able to make constructs out of his magic wasn’t his old power, but it was a new one. Given that he knew he would eventually run across enemies who wanted him dead, Sombra was motivated to make himself as powerful as he possibly could become. Ascending into an alicorn was not an easy task, mind you. It was made even more difficult by the fact that he didn’t have any info on how to do it.
Sure Twilight had ascended to an Alicorn via the power of Friendship and Rainbows. But Sombra was not her, and couldn’t use a similar transformation. No, his had to be grounded in the darker arts of magic, the power of dark magic. It might not make his mentor happy that he was actually going to use such a thing in order to reach that level. But at this point?
Sombra honestly didn’t give a…….
BUCK.
There were many reasons that he had stopped caring.
Reason one was his first few days in the Omniverse. Being brought here to serve as the entertainment to some sort of mad-with-power deity was irritating to say the least and didn’t please the overlord of the Crystal Empire. The second reason was that he had been paired up by O-Harmony with a psychopathic cold blooded killer that made Discord look sane. Yes, Sombra was afraid or had been once afraid of Deadpool. Given his chances to meet the maniac were slim to none, the former tyrant of the Crystal Empire allowed himself a small smile.
Focusing his magic, he attempted to create the “Dark Magic Blast” spell that he wanted to master because he knew he’d need it.
Yet it did as he had come to expect, that is to say…. It did nothing.
Was his power not even a shadow of what it had once been in Equestria? Apparently so. He’d need to work on his powers and make himself the level of an Alicorn.
Reason Three was a more simple reason. At this point, to limit himself to regular spells was to make himself defenseless. Given he’d nearly been eaten by some bandits when he barely had any magic, he didn’t want that to happen again. Therefore, he knew he needed to improve his magical capabilities to the level of a master to say the least. What was he missing? Why was magic so difficult in the Omniverse? Was Omni a son of a whorse like he thought he was? In any case, the monarch was swamped by a cloak of self pity wrapping around him like a slime or muck that he was trapped in. Yet beneath this layer of pity was also another, albeit darker emotion: fury. Being called gay didn’t even reach the Top 100 things he wanted to be called in his life, and for that O-Harmony was definitely going to burn in Tartarus.
The intellectually challenged white biped was probably laughing his ass off at the suffering of the King. Such arrogance the biped possessed could and would not to go unpunished. But as he was now, Sombra knew he couldn’t even survive attempting to find the bastard. Angrily suppressing any pity he possessed for himself, the dark magus of the Crystal Empire toughened himself up. Putting up his emotional barriers, Sombra sighed.
When his mentor demonstrated a lighter version of the spell that King Sombra fully intended on mastering, Sombra closed his eyes. Focusing on an emotion caused by certain events, he imagined himself on the date with Deadpool. This caused vile emotions to boil up in him like hot lava, disgust, rage, loathing and also quite a great deal of fear. Yes, King Sombra freely admitted it. He was for once in his life afraid. Of course this was due to one simple fact. Deadpool made him look like a saint, and made Discord look completely normal. If the mercenary discovered magic, it was enough to make Sombra very afraid.
Finally he let loose the spell, forming what appeared to be an almost ghostly cannon in front of him although it took him about 10 seconds to create and then it released a beam more powerful than that of Starswirl, but one that wasn't what Starswirl wanted. This beam used dark magic, as opposed to the magic that Starswirl himself was using.
"So how did I do, Starswirl?"