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Tombwalker

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>You are Anon
>And you are a tombwalker
>You have only one job
>That job is given by the Xill
>The job consists of only one thing
>Eradicating a whole planet and every species on it
>And you just received another job
>Eliminating a place called Earth-Questria
"Earth? I thought I have eliminated that vile planet long ago?"
>"This is a new world. A world recently created." A deep, powerful voice says.
"I have thousands of years under me, yet I have yet to hear about this planet?"
>"I have many eons under me. This world is considerably young compared to me."
"Fair enough. What act has this world done to deserve early termination?"
>"There is a monstrosity there. He defiles the laws of the universe with his chaos. He must be dealt with accordingly."
"So, we wipe out the whole planet for one 'monstrosity'? Why not just the 'thing' disobeying the laws?"
>"I fear his views are starting to spread. This can be very difficult to contain if left undeterred."
"You say he disobeys the laws with chaos. How exactly?"
>"An ancient form of debauchery."
"Which is?"
>"Magic."
>Looking down at your open palms, you realize the dilemma.
>You now know why this planet must perish.
>Magic is a frowned upon trait that only appears on planets once in a billion years, or so you have read.
>But you know enough that once it becomes strong enough. It can endanger the balance of everything
>Looking up, you say
"I'll do it."
>Within seconds, you are transported to Earth-Questria
>And you are in a rather big city.
>Only 10 seconds in and you already sense the need for cleansing.
>This worlds color is an outcome of magic.
>You look at yourself and grimace. You are also colored like a pastel board.
“Even I’m not safe.” You pinch your forehead, “damnit…”
>Something isn’t right. You spin around and come face to face with a small white pony dressed in a suit.
>Or Face to shins.
“Hello small equine. Where is your master?”
>”Master? I have no master my good boy. I am Fancy Pants.” He levitates a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his brow.
>You are not shocked to see this p0ny talking to you, for you have been to many planets. What shocks you though is that blue Aura that surrounds the handkerchief.
“What was that just now?”
>”What was what?”
“That blue aura around your handkerchief.”
>”You know not of magic?”
“I know plenty of it.” You ready your hands, “And I have been sent here to exterminate all life forms tainted by it.”
>Fancy Pants is shocked and backs up as your hands produce a bow.
>Then he smiles. “My dear boy, you don’t actually think I won’t go down without a fight, now do you?”
“I didn’t expect you to.”
>”Good,” He looks up, “Now think fast.” As a garbage is suspended above you.
>You teleport as the can falls.
>”What?!”
“Now, now Fancy Pants, was it? We can’t be injuring your retribution now can we?”
>”Where are you coward?! Show yourself!”
>As he turns around, he comes eye to eye with you. You crouching down.
“Boo.”
>He screams. His screams must have been heard, for six armored equines show up.
>”Halt! What are you doing to this citizen you, you…uh, what are you?”
“An exterminator.” You say proudly.
>”Well you are under arrest! Come with us so that we may take you to our princess for judgment.”
“Alright, alright; I would like to meet this princess.”
>He nods and levitates shackles to you.
>You rip them out of the air and disintegrate them.
“No bounds for me. I will walk with you, not dragged.”
>The guards shrink a bit, seeing what you’ve done.
“Shall we be on our way then, officer?”
>”O-of course.” He tries to keep his composure
“By the way, where is this princess?”
>”In the Royal Castle, the building with the gold top.”
“Of course. Now if you’ll excuse me.”
>You fly into the air.
“Hmm, building with a gold top…Ah! There it is.”
>Teleporting once again, you are on a balcony.
>”Who are you?”
>Turning around, you see a much larger Equine, and you must say, you like her mane.
“I am Anonymous. I have come here to destroy everything tainted by magic. Who are you?”
>She frowns, “I am Princess Celestia and you will not hurt any of my subjects!”
“That’s where you are wrong Princess.” You smile, “Think fast.”
>You shoot an orb out of your palm.
>This orb paralyzes the subject and kills them.
>But not this Princess. It merely hits her in the face and bounces off.
>”Uhm…what was that?”
“Impossible!” You say as you teleport behind her. “You should be dead!”
>You’re about to grab her but she teleports.
“What?! How?”
>”It seems you have picked the wrong opponent Anonymous.”
“Is that so?”
>Just as she was about to reappear, you turn in her direction and grab her neck.
“It seems you are getting ahead of yourself.”
>Her horn lights up, which you snap off in a mere second.
>This causes her to scream. You feel your ears pop, but the regenerate in no time.
>Silencing her with your hand, you look at her.
“I’ll say it once more. I am here to exterminate all creatures tainted by magic, Princess or not.”
>The fear in her eyes grows even more.
“I’m sorry, truly, I am.” And with that, you snap her neck.
>Dropping her body, you walk towards the door.
>As soon as you open the door, there are hundreds of guards outside of her door, waiting for you.
“Ah, you wish the same fate as your princess, do you?”
>Ponies start throwing spears at you, shooting lightning bolts at you.
“Simple ponies,” You close your eyes, “HOW CAN YOU DEFEAT A TOMBWALKER!” you yell as your eyes open. The first three rows of ponies are instantly turned to ash.
“I walk among gods! You think your petty spears can do me any harm?! Be gone from my sights!”
>Every pony within a 5 mile radius is disintegrated.
>You take one long breath in.
“Well. That was fun. Now for the rest of this world…”

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>You are Anon
>And you are a tombwalker
>You have only one job
>That job is given by the Xill
>The job consists of only one thing
>Eradicating a whole planet and every species on it
>And you just received another job
>Eliminating a place called Earth-Questria
"Earth? I thought I have eliminated that vile planet long ago?"
>"This is a new world. A world recently created." A deep, powerful voice says.
"I have thousands of years under me, yet I have yet to hear about this planet?"
>"I have many eons under me. This world is considerably young compared to me."
"Fair enough. What act has this world done to deserve early termination?"
>"There is a monstrosity there. He defiles the laws of the universe with his chaos. He must be dealt with accordingly."
"So, we wipe out the whole planet for one 'monstrosity'? Why not just the 'thing' disobeying the laws?"
>"I fear his views are starting to spread. This can be very difficult to contain if left undeterred."
"You say he disobeys the laws with chaos. How exactly?"
>"An ancient form of debauchery."
"Which is?"	
>"Magic."
>Looking down at your open palms, you realize the dilemma.
>You now know why this planet must perish.
>Magic is a frowned upon trait that only appears on planets once in a billion years, or so you have read.
>But you know enough that once it becomes strong enough. It can endanger the balance of everything
>Looking up, you say
"I'll do it."
>Within seconds, you are transported to Earth-Questria
>And you are in a rather big city.
>Only 10 seconds in and you already sense the need for cleansing.
>This worlds color is an outcome of magic.
>You look at yourself and grimace. You are also colored like a pastel board.
“Even I’m not safe.” You pinch your forehead, “damnit…”
>Something isn’t right. You spin around and come face to face with a small white pony dressed in a suit.
>Or Face to shins.
“Hello small equine. Where is your master?”
>”Master? I have no master my good boy. I am Fancy Pants.” He levitates a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his brow.
>You are not shocked to see this p0ny talking to you, for you have been to many planets. What shocks you though is that blue Aura that surrounds the handkerchief.
“What was that just now?”
>”What was what?”
“That blue aura around your handkerchief.”
>”You know not of magic?”
“I know plenty of it.” You ready your hands, “And I have been sent here to exterminate all life forms tainted by it.”
>Fancy Pants is shocked and backs up as your hands produce a bow.
>Then he smiles. “My dear boy, you don’t actually think I won’t go down without a fight, now do you?”
“I didn’t expect you to.”
>”Good,” He looks up, “Now think fast.” As a garbage is suspended above you.
>You teleport as the can falls.
>”What?!”
“Now, now Fancy Pants, was it? We can’t be injuring your retribution now can we?”
>”Where are you coward?! Show yourself!”
>As he turns around, he comes eye to eye with you. You crouching down.
“Boo.”
>He screams. His screams must have been heard, for six armored equines show up.
>”Halt! What are you doing to this citizen you, you…uh, what are you?”
“An exterminator.” You say proudly.
>”Well you are under arrest! Come with us so that we may take you to our princess for judgment.”
“Alright, alright; I would like to meet this princess.”
>He nods and levitates shackles to you.
>You rip them out of the air and disintegrate them.
“No bounds for me. I will walk with you, not dragged.”
>The guards shrink a bit, seeing what you’ve done.
“Shall we be on our way then, officer?”
>”O-of course.” He tries to keep his composure
“By the way, where is this princess?”
>”In the Royal Castle, the building with the gold top.”
“Of course. Now if you’ll excuse me.”
>You fly into the air.
“Hmm, building with a gold top…Ah! There it is.”
>Teleporting once again, you are on a balcony.
>”Who are you?”
>Turning around, you see a much larger Equine, and you must say, you like her mane.
“I am Anonymous. I have come here to destroy everything tainted by magic. Who are you?”
>She frowns, “I am Princess Celestia and you will not hurt any of my subjects!”
“That’s where you are wrong Princess.”  You smile, “Think fast.”
>You shoot an orb out of your palm.
>This orb paralyzes the subject and kills them.
>But not this Princess. It merely hits her in the face and bounces off.
>”Uhm…what was that?”
“Impossible!” You say as you teleport behind her. “You should be dead!”
>You’re about to grab her but she teleports.
“What?! How?”
>”It seems you have picked the wrong opponent Anonymous.”
“Is that so?”
>Just as she was about to reappear, you turn in her direction and grab her neck.
“It seems you are getting ahead of yourself.”
>Her horn lights up, which you snap off in a mere second.
>This causes her to scream. You feel your ears pop, but the regenerate in no time.
>Silencing her with your hand, you look at her.
“I’ll say it once more. I am here to exterminate all creatures tainted by magic, Princess or not.”
>The fear in her eyes grows even more.
“I’m sorry, truly, I am.” And with that, you snap her neck.
>Dropping her body, you walk towards the door.
>As soon as you open the door, there are hundreds of guards outside of her door, waiting for you.
“Ah, you wish the same fate as your princess, do you?”
>Ponies start throwing spears at you, shooting lightning bolts at you.
“Simple ponies,” You close your eyes, “HOW CAN YOU DEFEAT A TOMBWALKER!” you yell as your eyes open. The first three rows of ponies are instantly turned to ash.
“I walk among gods! You think your petty spears can do me any harm?! Be gone from my sights!”
>Every pony within a 5 mile radius is disintegrated.
>You take one long breath in.
“Well. That was fun. Now for the rest of this world…”

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