"I was at a point of weakness. She had caused this. All of this. That cursed alicorn. That... demon." He growled, tearing away another large clump of vines and fungi taking away some of the flesh it was attached to away from his body "My... my rage... my anger caused my downfall... This destruction and emptiness"
He sat. His back against a tree behind him. And he was silent for a moment's time again, looking at the ground.
"My people... They were being dragged into a war from another dimension. Because of me... my carelessness caused so many deaths." He continued, lifting his head to look at her "The magic and technology that was used to travel... explore... Had fallen into the clutches of the one called Crimson Charcoal. This place was her city. Her domain."
Again, he stopped, this time to look over at the foundations of what remained of the huge obsidian tower.
"She was evil. There was no way around it. A demon. This place was the starting point of her invasion. She had created an army of undead, murdered villagers turnt zombie soldiers and was going to invade, murder, rape and indoctrinate every living thing in Equestria." The defeated warrior explained, peeling more of the debris from his body "This was when I intervened. I had known her previously, personally to my displeasure. And I walked right into a trap... My Vortex is dead... And it is entirely my fault she is dead... With our technology and magic they found their way to our homeland. There they indoctrinated the prisoners, some more willing than others and she took them, murdering any who stood before her. All the guards, dead. And now Charcoal had Alagaesian prisoners in her army. Some wielding the power of the ancient language."
He wanted to weep, to show some kind of emotion. But his body refused him, and so he continued.
"I intervened again. Taking her diplomat. With her source of indoctrination taken from her, I thought it was a victory. Yet this caused us more trouble than I had suspected. She... S-She killed riders, students, children and dragons from our academy... And then took her diplomat back. She did this with only two entities... Her commander and a mimic." He said uneasily, his eyes dancing in their flame "And this.... this caused me to turn to Cloak"
"A fallen god. One I played an integral part in defeating. And I offered my body as a vessel in exchange for the destruction of this place and Crimson Charcoal." Recounted the once Dragon Rider, his hand drifting to his heart "Cloak meant to destroy me and he succeeded. It was a slaughter. He raised an ancient army of skeletons, that were imbued with his essence from the ground, and not only that, but he took command over most of Crimson's undead. There was something else there... But I do not remember. This something had caused an urgency in Crimson... Maybe it was her motivations. The fire that caused this place to burn? It was Cloak's steed. The giant, reanimated corpse of a long dead dragon. He used this Titan to burn alive the rest of Crimson's forces... And... There was a flash of purple light. And there was indeed a great battle. But this... I do not remember. It has infuriated me how my memory fails so... Waking in the ruins of the fortifications is the next I remember. My wounds had healed over, but Cloak was gone. Now... without him this body.... My body that he had changed to his desires.... It is decaying."
He stopped there, and looked at the living dragon before him.