I woke up. That's the first thing I remember. I woke up in a field. There were bodies of changelings in various locations all around me. I pulled my head up off of the grass.

I pulled up a hoof to my head and saw holes to my uttermost surprise. I was one of them.

The words "Terminal, find me" kept going through my head. I'm assuming my name is Terminal considering that's what the voice called me. I couldn't get it out.

I had arrows in me in my back, and legs. I also had shards of something on me right foreleg.

I put them together by assuming their shape, and it formed a changeling silhouette. The pieces fused together and they became one again.

I pulled the arrows out. I then got up on my hooves, struggling to maintain my balance. It was hard because my legs were still experiencing pain from the arrows, and I had been lying down for so long. I took my first steps from my resting place.

I found a dirt mound with a flower, a dandelion, and a sign on it saying "Here is where Lyda is buried. I loved her while she was still. It saddens me that she died to changelings, her own kind. -Terminal". As I said before, I don't remember anything. I'm not familiar with any Lyda. She must've been important to my life to be the only changeling I loved and buried. Was I even aware of her being a changeling? How could a pony love a changeling if said pony was aware of said changeling? It doesn't make any sense to me.I continued my walk until I was able to walk on all four hooves normally.

I then proceeded to teaching myself to fly. It took me a while to start flying normally without wobbling or dive-bombing on accident. It took me many times to finally get the flying procedure right. Sometimes I'd trip on my running start or I'd stop using one of my wings.

Next I started to teach myself magic, starting with the basic shape-shift, I don't know if you could count that as magic. I shape-shifted into several different forms. All of them fake because I don't know what any pony looks like. I only knew what changelings looked like. I went on to more basic spells such as levitation and teleportation. Starting the spells was hard enough, but then actually controlling the spell is even harder because of concentration and it drained my life force so much. I finally mastered the basic spells and figured I would learn the more advanced ones as I go along the way.

I went back to where I woke up and I saw a small book lying next to where I once laid. It brought back a few memories, but only the ones about the book. Nothing else. I had that book for so long. It felt like I had it for years. I decided to keep it with me, just like I had a long time ago. I had a feeling this wouldn't be the start of the beginning.

There was white. Nothing but white everywhere. I was standing on white, I was looking at white.

I started walking until I found a wall. I kept walking for what felt like ages. Still, I kept walking. I eventually found a selection of two options. The two options said that I would go to some different area. The first one said I would remain dead.

Dead. That's what I was. All I could remember was I lying on the ground in front of a white stallion with a perception filter around his neck. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a knife handle. It led down to my chest, which looked like it was bleeding. I guess that's why there's a crack running down my chest now.

The second option said I could return to Equestria, but as a different pony, with no memory of my past life. It showed me a picture of what I would look like, but it was the form I had chosen as myself. I guess that was either luck of the draw, or just a retry at my life.

I had decided to choose the second option. I want to get back to… Terminal. That was his name I believe. I pressed the hoof-sized button, and the two buttons sank into the ground. A beam of yellow light was upon me and dissolved my body. The particles went downwards in the direction of Ponyville. Just before I completely dissolved, I last said,

"Terminal, find me."

TO BE CONTINUED!

Author's Note

The two-parter-one-part epilogue is finally here! By that, I mean that the epilogue is two parts put together into one. Part 1 is Epilogue - Terminal while Part 2 is Epilogue - ???. I decided to put the two together to make one epilogue because Part 2 is just too short. I'm not sure if you guys were able to guess who ??? is but I'm not good at making things a secret.

Thanks for getting me through this guys. This fanfic evolved from a simple story for myself to entertainment to you guys. Keep in mind I still have to start and finish a sequel to this.

Now just to make one thing clear. Lyda's name was not based off of Lyra's. I had that name going through my head for a long time so I went on to using it for her. To put it clearer, the name Lyda had started in my head from before Brony times (my Brony time). I wanted to use that name very badly.