Deorum

An hour had passed, Charlie telling his friends about this land and what happened just a few hours ago.

When he thought back, he found it strange how easily he adapted to this new world and his powers, Faust too.

Thinking of that particular filly, he wondered about the way they were related. He was only fourteen, and he cared for this little pony like a daughter...

A sister. That's what she was to him, and he loved her.

Many, Many Years Later

The land had evolved in many ways. New life sprouted in nearly every nook and cranny of Equis. The world being ruled by four gods:

Owen, a human with brown eyes, short hazel curly hair and being the smallest out of the three bipeds.

Harry, also a human but with green eyes, long curly hair and standing over Owen by about two inches.

Faust, an Alicorn with white fur and a red mane and blue eyes. She was about eye level with the others with the exception of her horn, giving her some extra height.

And the final god being Charlie, he held the most power and what he said, went. His eyes were blue like the sky, like his sister's. His hair was a light brown. And he was the tallest out of the four, with his sister's horn reaching his nose.

They ruled in harmony, all of them creating different types of plants, animals and islands.

Nothing had gone wrong in their reign over their world. Until now, that is.

~Switching to Charlie's View~

I sat on my throne, listening to these creatures moan and cry over how the lower class has been mixing with the nobles and other petty matters like that.

I've been on this planet for... well over a thousand years. I had stopped ageing at forty something years old, but I didn't stop growing taller or getting facial hair.

Me and the others started a kingdom a few years after our first encounter. Faust, still being quite young, was taught how to use her powers carefully. Making sure she didn't make some evil being that would kill us all.

Harry and Owen also had these abilities, and helped form a perfect world for us. Not having to be teach them what was right and wrong was also good.

But, after hundreds of years, we received roles. Harry controlled the land, creating landscapes and deserts and such. Owen had the sky and ocean to use to his will. Faust created animals and other living organisms.

And I? I saw, heard, and controlled everything. Everything belonged to me. I held the most power and responsibility. But, that came at a cost.

I had a weakness, a major one at that. I had to do everything carefully, I could cause huge earthquakes and hurricanes in the blink of a eye. I had nearly killed someone by glaring at them.

I was feared. I was hated, and I was being plotted against.

The equine like creature that was speaking to me had stopped talking, and stared at me expectantly. I raised an eyebrow, having no idea what the hell he had just said.

"I said, we need to create a wall to separate the peasants from us."  The Noble said, annoyance clearly filling his voice.

My hand turned into a fist, anger swelling up inside of me. I twitched my eyes, and I slowly got up. My footsteps were heavy as I walked down the steps towards this stuck up bastard.

"You dare to speak to me like that?!" I shouted, inches away from his snout. "You dare to speak about the lower classes like that?! You have no idea what life is like to them!" He fell on his flank, backing away. Fast.

"I didn't mea-" I forced his mouth shut.

"Get out." I let him free, and as soon as I did he scampered away from my grasp and away from the castle.

A sigh escaped my lips. It had been a long day, listening to nothing but complaints. I let the guards have the rest of the day off and dragged myself to my room.

On the way there, I saw Faust's room. Empty, again. She most likely was seeing her friends again.

If only see knew how bad that is.

Being immortal had major consequences. All your friends will eventually die, no matter what.

Many, Many, Many Years later

Only one ruler sat upon a throne now.

'Celestia' was the name, and like the ruler before her, she was equine.

She listened to the moans and complaints of her subjects, each one worse then the last. The goddess only nodded and agreed, as she had not listened to most of what they said.

The final pony wondered in, it was a stallion with a strong build and a grey coat. His eyes were a bright blue, with a white mane. He had no wings on his sides, nor a horn on his head.

But, he had something. He said nothing as he wondered to the centre of the throne room. The stallion did not bow, neither he did he talk to Celestia. He only stared up at her, holding a piece of jewellery.

Celestia would not admit it, but this stallion creeped her out. He held no emotion on his face as he stood looking at her. Her guards tensing up, ready for anything.

His blue eyes traced for room, before finally ending up on one of the guard's spears.

The grey pony grew a smirk, before dropping the necklace on the floor.

And then, he turned around and left.

...

Silence filled the room, it was disturbing and sent chills up the everyponies' spines.

"He left something..." muttered the guard that got eyed up. He stalked closer to the object, feeling a disturbance radiating off it.

A yellow aura surrounded it, before magically lifting it off the ground. It floated towards Celestia, stopping before her face. The necklace suddenly burned up, leaving a frame with a note attached.

Her eyes widened, before looking up at her guards.

"Find that stallion!"

The note fell from the picture, onto the white marble floor, it reading;

Danger is heading your way.

And the picture inside the frame?

A strange ape like creature, holding a white filly, with a pink mane and a small tiara on its head.