The Nightmare flinched in pain as she felt resistance from the host 'she's trying to break through', Nightmare snarled. No matter how much the Nightmare tried to hate him she could not, he helped create her so how could she? Sure he never went into details always being vague something about a deal with the host that he could take advantage of, the host being Luna. The Entity he had no other name was a creator of evil he knew no virtue and destroyed anything that had it. he may not be able to harm others but she was within his dark abilities and therefore an easy target for his rage. 'If he could ever do them' She rolled her eyes the entity wished to destroy the world using her.
PERSONAL NIGHTMARE SERIES
She snorted it being a plan was generous it was more a series of vague goals that he himself could not do currently. 'Why am I even doing this?' Nightmare pondered her eyes flickering left and right looking for 'him' as though he would appear out of nowhere just to catch her doubting his "master" plan. The smile disappeared as she began to walk to her destination again a frown on her muzzle. Lightening drove through the sky startling the dark mare from her thoughts. The Nightmare smiled (something she rarely did) at the thought of the creature who awoke her smiling it would be so unlike him. if floating mist with glowing orange eyes could smile that is. Father will be proud of her if it goes off without complications. The Nightmares ears flick towards the source but she ignores it, she has something to do a rebellion to plan. "Help", A voice whispers its voice small and needy. 'no one has ever looked at me like that', Nightmare Moon concludes standing frozen in a cold hallway the rain smashing down against the castle outside. A red maned creature stares down at her lovingly. What is a mother? The Nightmare pondered coming to a complete stop as she probed the depths of her mind for an answer. The Nightmare was not aware where she learned that word, father would snarl at her whenever she said it whispering words such as weak or traitor. "Mother" she whispers through the empty halls as she walks to the throne room. not hers but the one who created her and sits at the back of her mind. Why she did that she did not know but it felt right to her, as if a voice cheered her on as she did it. The Nightmare tapped the door three times before entering the desolate halls of the Everfree castle. My Personal Nightmare LunarReaper Chapter 1 - Dream turned Nightmare A year and a bit earlier.
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