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EDIT:....I dont like this one. But, as somepony faved it, ill leave it. I always said it only took one, so.....yeah. *headdesk* Sorry. I seem to be on a bit of a streak lately with poor quality...i blame too many hours at work, and not enough sleep. GAH it went all weird, but the pictures back now Not uh..sure what i did there.

Writing this chapter way back when, i was a bit of a wibbly mess by the end of it. There was..a lot to this part that reflected real life, about stopping beating yourself up for being who you are...

Long Story Short: The Empires previous king adopted Sombra, and tried to fix the damage Sombras cruel family had inflicted. But it was too late, and Sombra's magic overloaded him, turning him from a young colt into his "adult" nightmare form. Refusing to give up, the King sealed the jeweled band away, with the hopes Princess Luna would trace the memory, and by some miracle, get it back to his son. When she did, and Sombra finally read the letter, everything he'd kept back finally broke loose:

FANFIC LINK: www.fimfiction.net/story/21694…

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Fic Excerpt:

"Well done..." Luna’s voice brought him back to the present. "now lets return..."

They were swept up in a portal and deposited back in Sombra’s room.

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"I will leave you to yourself, whatever is in there is something he wanted for you to have...." then she was gone.

Sombra felt dizzy as he looked at the box for a long time before lifting the lid.

Inside was something that made his guilt grow even stronger...

Before she’d passed away, the queen, had given her crown as a memento to her husband. He’d had it reworked into a leg band that he wore around his left foreleg, above the knee. The glittering purple jewel in it shaped like a star. This was the same object that looked back at him from inside the box, protected by the most powerful magic.

"Why would you leave this for me?" he asked. Underneath it was a letter...

"My precious child,

I don’t know if you will ever read this, but I hope you will. The world must have finally overwhelmed you, despite how much I tried to shield you from it. I want to tell you now what I seen in you;

I seen a courageous, strong hearted pony, who had a so much hope and kindness to offer. A pony who was smart and understanding. You may scoff, but I feel like I got to see the real you on so many occasions. That first birthday you had at the Empire. You acted like you didn’t care, but I seen how happy you were. You don’t have to hide yourself away. Your magic may be dark, but I do not believe your heart truly is. The world had been cruel, I seen that in your eyes that first day we met. But I also seen an indomitable strength, a refusal to accept you could ever be denied.

I could see the influence of your father in you. You may have wondered where I kept vanishing off to in the months before the occurrence. I went to track down your family."

Here Sombra had to stop, his vision swam, and he was hit by the sheer enormity of what that meant.

"And I can understand where your fear stemmed from. Your father was cold and uncaring, and your mother may as well have never had a child for all the compassion she showed. So I told your parents I was taking care of you from then on. They didn’t respond kindly. I knew then they weren’t deserving of such a unique and gifted unicorn. So I decided that day, I’d officially claim you as my own. You deserved so much more then they could give. But I fear they may have done too much damage already, if what ahs come to pass is any indicator.

But please, if by some miracle this does find its way to you; know this:

You are MY son, you always will be. No matter what you do, I will always care for you. No matter how much you hate me, I still love you. You could never make me ashamed of you. I believe there is so much goodness in your heart, you just need the right ponies to set it free. By Celestia, I hope you find them. This ornament was a gift from my wife to me. Now, it is for you, as a reminder of all we achieved together. I was proud to see you achieve your cutie mark.

Cloudspark"

Sombra couldn’t take anymore. All the sadness, the grief, the anger. He could no longer contain it. He closed his eyes, the tidal wave too much to cope with.

The kings words echoed in his mind.

--I still love you. You are MY son.---

His vision blurred as he looked at the ornamental leg band, sitting there so innocently. What it symbolised.

A thousand year old barrier around his heart finally shattered, and he let everything he’d been carrying, go...

A single drop fell to the fancy bedspread. A second later, another fell onto the jewel set in the leg band.

--Stop it you fool!!-- the old part of his mind snapped. But yet again the ponies kind words flashed through his mind. The only mistake he’d made was turning on the King. Being born with dark magic, being different, those weren’t crimes. Had he just believed in the good the King could see in him, things may have been different.

But hindsight is a wonderful thing. Getting the proof that such a hope is not a waste of the part of you that is poured into it, isn’t easy. He’d learnt that so often. He’d kept giving up little parts of himself over and over. In the end, it’d felt like it wasn’t worth the heartache.

--Not anymore…-- he thought heavily --being who you are is not a crime. Everypony gets scared by what they cant explain or what doesn’t fit their expectations. Doesn’t mean its BAD. It just means you have to fight a little more to make yourself known.---

But overriding a lifelong lesson beaten into him by his parents wasn’t easy. Children were born to love their parents, even to the degree where it hurt.

He caught sight of the letter, and felt a small flicker of hope;

For he realised now, that Cloudspark HAD been his father. He’d said as much in the letters. No matter how angry Sombra had gotten at himself, no matter how much self-disgust he’d inflicted, the King had never given up telling him he was wrong. He WASN’T a bad pony. That he had just as much right to enjoy his life as anypony else.

Twilight Sparkle and her friends had seen his memories, his past. Fluttershy had started to cry because she had seen the pain he refused to acknowledge.

He lay curled up on the bed, the only sounds in the room his own muffled cries of grief and loss, but also of relief. This had been a long time coming, and for the first time in forever, he had accepted he wasn’t alone…

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Luna, concerned by how unstable he’d seemed by the time the flashback ended, had hovered around, a short distance from the rooms doors. Now she listened with a familiar sympathy to the sound of a much needed outburst.

She’d felt the same way after finally seeing her sister again. All the regret, all the apologies, it felt inadequate. So she could understand Sombra’s regret. She’d turned on her sister out of jealousy, him on the King out of fear and anger.

Now it was time for that grief to finally be excised. The sounds were heavily muffled but there was no disguising pure heartbreak. She decided he needed somepony to help him...

She teleported out, seeking one very special individual.

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MLP (c) Hasbro/Faust

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EDIT:....I dont like this one. But, as somepony faved it, ill leave it. I always said it only took one, so.....yeah. *headdesk* Sorry. I seem to be on a bit of a streak lately with poor quality...i blame too many hours at work, and not enough sleep. GAH it went all weird, but the pictures back now Not uh..sure what i did there.

Writing this chapter way back when, i was a bit of a wibbly mess by the end of it. There was..a lot to this part that reflected real life, about stopping beating yourself up for being who you are...

Long Story Short: The Empires previous king adopted Sombra, and tried to fix the damage Sombras cruel family had inflicted. But it was too late, and Sombra's magic overloaded him, turning him from a young colt into his "adult" nightmare form. Refusing to give up, the King sealed the jeweled band away, with the hopes Princess Luna would trace the memory, and by some miracle, get it back to his son. When she did, and Sombra finally read the letter, everything he'd kept back finally broke loose:

FANFIC LINK: www.fimfiction.net/story/21694…

---------------------------------------------------------------
Fic Excerpt:

"Well done..." Luna’s voice brought him back to the present. "now lets return..."

They were swept up in a portal and deposited back in Sombra’s room.

--------------------------------------------------------------

"I will leave you to yourself, whatever is in there is something he wanted for you to have...." then she was gone.

Sombra felt dizzy as he looked at the box for a long time before lifting the lid.

Inside was something that made his guilt grow even stronger...

Before she’d passed away, the queen, had given her crown as a memento to her husband. He’d had it reworked into a leg band that he wore around his left foreleg, above the knee. The glittering purple jewel in it shaped like a star. This was the same object that looked back at him from inside the box, protected by the most powerful magic.

"Why would you leave this for me?" he asked. Underneath it was a letter...

"My precious child,

I don’t know if you will ever read this, but I hope you will. The world must have finally overwhelmed you, despite how much I tried to shield you from it. I want to tell you now what I seen in you;

I seen a courageous, strong hearted pony, who had a so much hope and kindness to offer. A pony who was smart and understanding. You may scoff, but I feel like I got to see the real you on so many occasions. That first birthday you had at the Empire. You acted like you didn’t care, but I seen how happy you were. You don’t have to hide yourself away. Your magic may be dark, but I do not believe your heart truly is. The world had been cruel, I seen that in your eyes that first day we met. But I also seen an indomitable strength, a refusal to accept you could ever be denied.

I could see the influence of your father in you. You may have wondered where I kept vanishing off to in the months before the occurrence. I went to track down your family."

Here Sombra had to stop, his vision swam, and he was hit by the sheer enormity of what that meant.

"And I can understand where your fear stemmed from. Your father was cold and uncaring, and your mother may as well have never had a child for all the compassion she showed. So I told your parents I was taking care of you from then on. They didn’t respond kindly. I knew then they weren’t deserving of such a unique and gifted unicorn. So I decided that day, I’d officially claim you as my own. You deserved so much more then they could give. But I fear they may have done too much damage already, if what ahs come to pass is any indicator.

But please, if by some miracle this does find its way to you; know this:

You are MY son, you always will be. No matter what you do, I will always care for you. No matter how much you hate me, I still love you. You could never make me ashamed of you. I believe there is so much goodness in your heart, you just need the right ponies to set it free. By Celestia, I hope you find them. This ornament was a gift from my wife to me. Now, it is for you, as a reminder of all we achieved together. I was proud to see you achieve your cutie mark.

Cloudspark"

Sombra couldn’t take anymore. All the sadness, the grief, the anger. He could no longer contain it. He closed his eyes, the tidal wave too much to cope with.

The kings words echoed in his mind.

--I still love you. You are MY son.---

His vision blurred as he looked at the ornamental leg band, sitting there so innocently. What it symbolised.

A thousand year old barrier around his heart finally shattered, and he let everything he’d been carrying, go...

A single drop fell to the fancy bedspread. A second later, another fell onto the jewel set in the leg band.

--Stop it you fool!!-- the old part of his mind snapped. But yet again the ponies kind words flashed through his mind. The only mistake he’d made was turning on the King. Being born with dark magic, being different, those weren’t crimes. Had he just believed in the good the King could see in him, things may have been different.

But hindsight is a wonderful thing. Getting the proof that such a hope is not a waste of the part of you that is poured into it, isn’t easy. He’d learnt that so often. He’d kept giving up little parts of himself over and over. In the end, it’d felt like it wasn’t worth the heartache.

--Not anymore…-- he thought heavily --being who you are is not a crime. Everypony gets scared by what they cant explain or what doesn’t fit their expectations. Doesn’t mean its BAD. It just means you have to fight a little more to make yourself known.---

But overriding a lifelong lesson beaten into him by his parents wasn’t easy. Children were born to love their parents, even to the degree where it hurt.

He caught sight of the letter, and felt a small flicker of hope;

For he realised now, that Cloudspark HAD been his father. He’d said as much in the letters. No matter how angry Sombra had gotten at himself, no matter how much self-disgust he’d inflicted, the King had never given up telling him he was wrong. He WASN’T a bad pony. That he had just as much right to enjoy his life as anypony else.

Twilight Sparkle and her friends had seen his memories, his past. Fluttershy had started to cry because she had seen the pain he refused to acknowledge.

He lay curled up on the bed, the only sounds in the room his own muffled cries of grief and loss, but also of relief. This had been a long time coming, and for the first time in forever, he had accepted he wasn’t alone…

---------------------------------------------------------------------

Luna, concerned by how unstable he’d seemed by the time the flashback ended, had hovered around, a short distance from the rooms doors. Now she listened with a familiar sympathy to the sound of a much needed outburst.

She’d felt the same way after finally seeing her sister again. All the regret, all the apologies, it felt inadequate. So she could understand Sombra’s regret. She’d turned on her sister out of jealousy, him on the King out of fear and anger.

Now it was time for that grief to finally be excised. The sounds were heavily muffled but there was no disguising pure heartbreak. She decided he needed somepony to help him...

She teleported out, seeking one very special individual.

------------------------------------------------------------

MLP (c) Hasbro/Faust