Silence filled the air only broken by the soft clopping of hooves trotting cautiously in this unfamiliar world. Ruined buildings towered over and surrounded her, each covered in a pale blue flame. The mare looked up at the sky or rather the lack of it; she saw nothing but an vast infinite void of white. She sighed and pressed onwards towards her destination in this unfamiliar ruined and broken world.

Soon she came upon large cathedral in the very heart of the city, unlike the other buildings it wasn’t covered in those blue flames like the others. Cautiously she entered through the large doors and was met with the sight of a large throne room; In front of her there upon the throne the hooded man sat with a look of indifference.

“I was wondering when you would show up, your highness.” The hooded man greeted, “I see your dear protégé had no issue opening a portal here.”

“What in Equestria happened here?” The princess asked, “What kind of power could do this to an entire world?” The hooded man just looked at her in disinterest.

“Things that should never existed here in the first place…” He said solemnly, “The Memoria ravaged this entire world from crust to core, what you see here is all that’s left…and even that is just a memory.” He explained and he hesitated for a moment, “…but that was only part of the cause I’m afraid…”

“What was the other part of…all this?” The princess asked a stern look her face.

“…Me.” He replied simply; his expression mirroring hers. “I was the one delivered the killing blow, in a fit of sheer rage I shattered the sky and brought it down upon everything.” The princess’s stern expression turned one of utter anger.

“So you sacrificed countless of innocent lives just to stop these monstrosities!” She yelled, “I thought you said would be able to handle this issue without resorting to casualties!”

“ENOUGH!!!” The hooded man shouted angrily, his voice echoing throughout the ruined city. “Don’t you dare talk to me about sacrifice! I know fine well what kind of damage can do to a person.” The princess maintained a perfect poker face, honed from countless centuries of practice. “I gave you my word that it would never happen again! How would you feel if you watched everyone turn into one of those damned abominations, not just family and friends but every single living thing on this entire fucking planet!” He stood up from the throne he was sitting on and began to advance slowly toward the princess. “I threw everything I could to stop them, every weapon, bullet, missile, and even nuclear warheads at them in one last stand. Even then that wasn’t enough, can you imagine? Billions of them surrounding you and every single one hunting you down like a piece of meat, I did the last thing any sane man would do in that position…”

“Which was?” The princess asked.

“I took the only weapon I had left on me: an old sword that used to belong to my father and charged into the heart of the storm…” He went quiet for a moment, “If you know you’re going to die then don’t let it be in vain.” The princess looked shocked, but before she was about to speak to him about the insanity. “I died that day; they ran through my heart with my own blade. I don’t know what it was, but something inside me snapped; piece by piece I was lost my memories, everyone I knew and loved gone just like that…I can’t even remember my own name anymore.”

“That must have been horrific for you…” She stated.

“It was…” He replied, “You know how they say ‘He who has lost everything, is capable of anything’?” She just nodded, “I awakened something in the world that gave me the power to stop those monsters and because of this power I exist outside of time forever a living memory. I did the only possible thing I could do to stop those…things.” He explained through gritted teeth, his fists clenching tightly. “I erased the people they used to be alongside the world from the face of time itself…”

“And you’ve been hunting the creatures down ever since?” She asked him: He just nodded.

“Now shall we get down to the matter at hand?” He asked, hoping to change the subject making his way back to the throne. “Now as you know, Equestria and Earth are slowly joining together. It was either this or having Equestria and Earth deal with the damned moon. Due to that moons very appearance it sent out a pulse to change the world to make it easier for the Memoria to consume it. I have removed the moon from the equation by sending it somewhere else.”

“Where?” Came the simple reply from her royal highness: the hooded man smirked.

“Like I told your sister: where the Weeping Angels now rest.” He answered a satisfied smirk never leaving his face, “or to put it bluntly I sent it to the exact moment before the sun went supernova.” He chuckled a bit, “Anyway as I was saying, removing and destroying the moon only stopped problem from getting worse, not stopping it altogether.” He explained, “The only reason that moon was in this world altogether is because your sister teleported it away in an effort to save her loved ones.”

“Oh Luna…” The princess muttered sadly.

“Like I said your sister is safe, and I’ve already took care of the moons remnants and the Memoria it already sent down.” He continued, “It’s only a matter of easing the process until it’s all done.”

“What about the changes in the everyponies memories?” She asked him.

“That seems to be my doing, I would guess it’s my very presence there that’s causing that and sadly I can’t undo what damage I may of caused as it is a side effect of what I am now.” He explained, “Their very lives will have changed to better reflect their new memories. Their old memories are still there, but are slowly overwritten like a bit of data.”

“When will I get my sister back?” She asked,

“The same day you make your announcement of your arrival, oh for the record try to be a bit…flashy and over the top.” He chuckled, “I’m sure you can think of something.”

“…” She said nothing, but a thought came to mind. “Just for the record, who are you exactly?” He just smirked.

“I am the memory of a world long since wiped from pages of history, a memory of a man who died trying to save his home when it was too late to be saved, the last thoughts of a man who wants nothing more than to be with loved ones long since forgotten.” He stood up from his throne and bowed, “I am the man who shattered the sky…I have had many names my dear princess, but you may call ‘The Memories Sentiment’.”

“You…certainly have a flair for the dramatic…” She deadpanned.

“When you’ve been around for a few thousand years, you have to get your entertainment from somewhere…” He chuckled. “But I imagine you would know about that?”

Author's Note

And another chapter done. Next chapter up will be the finale of the Overwrite Arc and will deal with the consequenses of Matt and Shanes discovery.

-SPassion out.