The Moon’s Chosen
ΞΞΞ A vision captured by
jedayskayvoker — an artist who weaves stories in every stroke ΞΞΞΞΞΞ The Moon’s Chosen ΞΞΞ
"She has always been there. Watching. Waiting. Calling."
The soft hum of the computer fills the dimly lit room, the only illumination coming from the twin screens before him.
Naetis leans back into his chair, wings folding comfortably against his back, a slow smirk curling at the edges of his lips.
His eyes, reflecting the cold neon glow, are fixed on the image appearing before him.
Stone columns rise toward a darkened sky. A lone statue stands, silent yet commanding—Nightmare Moon, frozen in time, yet alive in his devotion.
💙 Everyone in Equestria knows her name. Luna. The ruler of the night, the unseen guardian of dreams.
💙 But for him, she is more than a legend. More than a memory.
💙 She is a calling. A purpose. His very identity, etched into his flank—the mark of his allegiance.
He exhales, his pulse steady yet electric. This was more than a game. This was a ritual.
The familiar loading screen flickers before him, the world outside forgotten.
This is where he belongs.
His cutie mark tells the story—etched into his fur like an oath, a devotion too strong to deny.
He was meant to serve her, to follow her will, to embrace the darkness where she reigns supreme.
The game boots up, the title screen appearing like an altar before him.
This isn’t just a game. It never has been.
This is a connection. A declaration of loyalty.
He presses the key. The loading bar moves. The outside world fades.
The night has claimed him once more.
ΞΞΞ Will you bow to the Moon, or be forgotten in the dark? ΞΞΞ
Category Artwork (Digital) / Scenery
Species Pony (MLP)
Size 2351 x 1567px
File Size 3.58 MB
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