The Beast of the Overworld

by AGamerPonyCat

Rating: teen
Tags: Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Alternate Universe, Original Character
Length: 1035

There once was a time when Equestria was ruled by chaos. This pony has seen too much.She has every memory of sins locked in her mind state. In this fic she explains how.FIRST PERSON POV IS USED

The spirit of purity in her after life. I suck at explaining lol. I appreciate feedback and all you need to know is in the short description or below.

There once was a time when Equestria was ruled by chaos. This pony has seen too much.She has every memory of sins locked in her mind state. In this fic she explains how.FIRST PERSON POV IS USED

Published 2013-12-20 04:40:04 UTC
Last updated 2013-12-20 04:40:04 UTC

The Beginning

Its strange to think that Equestria, where the living embodiments of Harmony live, would have such hatered as it did before Harmony was found. Before the Princess' rule.

I like it better now. Not that I've seen it for myself... No I haven't and probably won't. Not until the beast is tamed. But it can't be. As long as the impurities of the world exists. But they won't leave me, they consume my being, eating away at my subconscious mind, my sanity.

What am I doing rambling to myelf about the beast, we all know it's there. No matter how much love, friendship, or harmony exists it just grows stronger. Honest to the gods that rule you in the civilization, no one had to go through the living hell and torment I did. Though I'm no longer the embodiment of all that is pure anymore, I remember the days all too well.

Author's Note

My first fanfiction! Be as harsh as you want I won't mind.

Ending

After I awoke I was back to the plane of which I started. But all was settled. Chaos still ruled but not here. There was a sense of peace. I looked at my side, flesh was loose. Fur was a dark blue. Looking back on it I understand. Maybe this was made to be like this. I was meant to take in the pain of the world to keep balance between what is pure and what is not. Though the impurities still exists to teach lessons. Maybe I was meant to end up like this.Who cares. I am stilk glad equestria is ruled by responisble ladies. A lot better than the utter chaos that ruled.

Author's Note

Lazy ending to my first fic idgaf

Those Days

They were fine at first, the ponies, the society, and the law, it was all good. But then most of the things that were acceptable then aren't acceptable know. Around my third day there I was less invisible and more noticed. Apparently you were seen as a demon or some mutant if your talents aren't found by a certain age.

I was taught and raised by rebelious elders claiming "You shouldn't let a mark hold you down, live wild and free". They didn't name me either. They wanted me to be free, as free as the laws would allow me to be.

They had noticed that as practically an adult, had no talents. "A witch!" They claimed. "Hell's Spirit"! "This is the sign that Hell's frozen over!" I couldn't beleive what I was hearing.. This was all really insane! I know know they didn't know any better, but the whole idea.. Witches? When Hell's frozen over? Its all madness.

But I couldn't react I just let out...an emotion. I believe that's what they're called. I just kept silent. I kept the emotion inside but felt as if I let it out on them. Before I knew it the multicoloredponies grabbed stones. Again may I remind you this is before the Princess' rule. I remember a pair of mares that sat in shock to what they were doing to me. They looked as if they wanted to do something but just couldn't bring themselves. They were both alicorns. One with a mane of pink and fur of a much lighter shade. The other with a mane of blue and fur close to the sky. I haven't seen the princess' for myself but if I have any idea I'd guess they look like those two. I could see the pure shock in their eyes.

Just for a second though, for then the stones flew. They flew from the hooves to my fur. They crash landed into my fur, revealing my skin. Occasionally I would get hit in the same place more than once causing the red water to come out of hiding and staining my white fur. I fell to the ground. Dirt ran into my eyes then I got there, well here you could say.

The Beast

I awoke to darkness.All I could see was me. My fur was still covered in the water, and the scars were still there. "H-hello?"

"Greetings." I was shocked. I got a reply? How? "Who are you? SHOW YOURSELF!" There was silence. "Why am I here?" "Purity, you have sacrificed yourself for peace, you are in the area between the reality of your universe and the different realities of others-"

What was the voice saying? To this day I still have no clue. But I was in the moment, then and there. "I'm d-dead? If I am it wasn't with pride or dignity! It wasn't a sacrifice! It was murder dammit!" Silence continued. "Missy you shouldn't blame them. They are ruled by chaos. A chaos that needs stopping, a chaos that needs to be pure.""What are you trying to say? I'm pure? If I am why would you send me to get killed?!" The silence persisted.

A sharp pain went through my ear, as if it was being cut open.I tried to scream but the sound wouldn't come. The pain didn't stop, not even for a second. I lost all feelings of pain by the time things got serious . But my spirit lingered, being forced to watch whatwas happening to my body. My feet and wings being broke to reveal bones in all its bloody glory. I had to watch my eye being ripped out. The worse is I got to experience the pain of it all through little bits and pieces. I closed my eyes for I couldn't see myself suffer as I did.

When I opened them once more I couldn't see the torture. No..it was a lot more real. I looked down at my left hoof..bone. I couldn't breathe. I was falling into..the nothingness. The nothingness surrounded me. It consumed me.The pain came again but this pain hurt the most. It wasn't to my physical body or mindstate. It was to my mental state and subconscious mind. I had felt lonliness for the first time.Words I were taught that couldn't hurt, hurt the most. Fighting, abuse, all that was good being ripped away.