A certain pony gets asked the wrong question during a live broadcast and truths are revealed by his reaction.

It's amazing how I can't get away from trouble no matter how far I go. It actually is kind of funny if I'm honest. I had to die twice before I could escape the Sith, the Jedi, and their damned war.

I was once a knight. A protector, not of my nation, but of the world. Impartial to those who shared my birth but a fighter for all. That hasn't changed though my form has. My name? Lanval, and don't you forget it.

A shooting star that was anything but. A crack of thunder on a clear night. These were the precursor to the most amazing discovery in Equestria's history... And it's following conflict.

I can change my face. I can change my name. But I can't change what I am.