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NOTE: The text is based upon the world crafted by the devs and writers of Equestria at War.


The Overlord of Solemnace, member of the ancient Necron dynasty of the Nihilakh, self-proclaimed Archaeovist of the Solemnace Galleries, Preserver of Shattered Moments, and he-who-is-called-infinite, Trazyn the Infinite.

Particularly savvy and hell-bent on acquiring new artifacts for his collection and, according to him, for the righteous task of eternal preservation.

Unscrupulous, he goes to great lengths to ensure that everything he lays his eyes upon, but also likes to jest when it is possible. 

In his quest to ever expand his collection, and annoyed by his rival and at times friend, Orikan the Diviner, intrusion in his Gallery, he went to more worlds exotic to discover and offer himself more precious trinkets. It was thus that he came across this world after obtaining a machine from Orikan's sanctum.

Here is the account of the creatures he met in his voyage to that... "pebble".Tous Droits Réservés

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