All I could see or feel was the empty black void which expanded around from my body.

How long had I been in this strange area?

Where has the world which had once greeted me with open ~~hands~~ hooves gone?

How much longer would I be here?

All my questions seemed to answer themselves on their own when I was suddenly thrust of my dream induced stupor. My eyes were graced once again with the rather common sight of a brush with flowers which held white petals with a yellow center. For some unannounced reason the gardener of this damned royal garden had decided that placing a bush with flowers of the same color of one of my most hated and sworn enemies in front of me was a good idea.

Though of course the poor old pony probably thought at this point I was just a regular old statue and not some sort of immortal god like deity trapped in stone form by six pieces of horrible fashion sense. Yet I digress.

Today, I felt, was going to be a different day than all the other ones had been. Yes! I could just feel it deep down in my stone encrusted bones that today would be the day that I would finally be free from my accursed prison! Well at least that was something that I liked to believe would happen. Had it not been for the fact that I had felt that same exact feeling for the past thousand or so years I would be much more happy. At least like always, at this time of year, some stupid cerise colored pony with flowers on her butt had brought her dumb little class to the gardens once again to explain all the statues and the history.

Yet with all the times she had visited the gardens it had always seemed like she would personally try to avoid my statue...

Though realistically I would avoid a statue as well. If said statue was of some sort of weird alien creature which had it's hind legs bent at an angle, back arched backwards, hands held palm up and head thrown back in some sort of weird maniacal laugh to some joke that only he got.

Shit... I suddenly remembered how much being in this position for so long hurts my back...

Yet once again I digress as my attention was turned to the three little foals, all of whom had no tattoos on their butts, that were quickly galloping up to my side while beginning to paw at what would be my leg and the base which supported my body.

"Miss Cheerilee? What is this statue supposed to represent?" The gamboge colored filly with clashing cerise mane asked the bumbling idiot of a teacher. Said teacher quickly swiveled her head towards the three fillies who merely looked at her with their damn adorable puppy dog eyes and quivering lower lip as if knowing the teacher, known as Cheerilee, would like to skip past said strange statue.

"Well girls, that particular statue represents Despotes which comes from an olden language which roughly translates to "master" or "one with power"." Cheerilee quickly spouted, her gaze remaining on the fillies long enough to speak before turning to my glorious bod and then quickly looking back to the rest of the class. "Why don't you girls join the rest of the class and we'll look at some of the more interesting statues in the garden?" Cheerilee muttered, her words coming off as more of a command to the small fillies than a request to which was quickly responded to by a three toned sigh and the soft clicking of hooves meeting stone.

'Man that old mare really needs to get laid or something...' I though, the faint feeling of my right mental appendage meeting my chin as I closed my 'eyes' which cut off the world from around me. 'I would swear she has some sort of weird ancestral grudge against me or something... Besides I am probably the most interesting statue in this garden in the first place!' My words rang out, unheard by any of the passing ponies whom were enjoying their nice evening with a walk through the gardens.

I internally sighed, cause you know sighing when made of stone can be rather hard to do, before I opened my eyes and looked about the garden which seemed to never change with time. I felt another wake of tiredness slowly taking over my mind as they slowly shut before quickly darting back open. This repetition continued for another few moments before I quickly snapped into an awake state by the faint sound of something cracking located directly to my right.

Interested in this strange sound I quickly turned my gaze towards it and what greeted by eyes quickly caused them to open wide as a strange jumbled mess of a creature stretched it's arms while simultaneously causing stone to slowly slip from it's form to the ground below.

'Oh shi- Discord is free! Discord! Hey, hey Discord! How about you lend a brotha' a hand and let me out?!' I mentally screamed, mentally cupping my hands around my mouth which caused the very incarnate of disharmony to slowly turn his gaze towards the humanoid statue which was me.

"Oh well if it isn't Zetta or should I call you by your pet name, Despotes? It is certainly amazing to finally be able to stretch my limbs once more after such a long imprisonment in stone... Don't cha' know?" Discord said, his yellow and red eyes burrowing into my mind as a grin slowly came to his face.

'Quit the shit Discord. You know that if I had broken free I gladly would have let you out if you so much as muttered the request for freedom. Now how about you get your lazy draconequus behind over here and let me out of this damned stone prison?' I thought, mentally crossing my arms for added effect which only seemed to cause the grin on the strange jumble of animal part's face to grow wider.

"Oh don't worry Despotes I will gladly help you to freedom with but a quick snap of my fingers." He said, gently laying a paw on his chest where his heart normally would be while batting his suddenly long eyelashes before snapping his talons causing a soft crack to ring out within the garden.

Oh man, I couldn't wait for the time of the return of the true ruler of this idiotic dimension of happy technicolor ponies had finally come!

My gaze quickly descended down to the stone prison which kept me half expecting the stone to have already been cracked in half to finally release me. Yet my gaze was met with only a small little chip which started on the very end of my right index finger and slightly extended down to the first joint. This very sight quickly threw me into a quick rage as I quickly turned my gaze back to Discord.

'Discord quit your bullshit and let me out already! I don't have time for your petty little games! There's a whole new world for me to conquer!'

"Oh, but Despotes... This isn't a petty little game... Besides I like to believe that my games are more than just petty or little." Discord said, his talon snapping as two balloons appeared in his paw, one of which he quickly tied to the index finger on my left hand. "My chaos magic can only do so much to this harmony constructed prison in which you reside. That small crack is just the beginning. Slowly it was spread across your body and before you know it you will be free once again to rule what little bit of the world I have yet to take control of once you are free." He said, that grin spreading from one ear to the other as he waved to me with his free hand. "Though, I must say that my time in this area has come to an end and I will drink one glass of chocolate milk to you hopefully being free within the next year. Ta-ta." Discord said, his hand continued to wave to me as the balloon slowly lifted him away, carrying him to Celestia knows where within the world to once again bring about his reign of chaos. Of course at this point I was so blind with rage that I could only think of doing one thing...

'DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRDDDDDDD!'

Author's Note

So here it is, my very first take on the ideas being LoHAV. I know the story itself is a little if not a whole lot of roughed up around the edges and more than likely all the way through. Though I know with some time and some help from some criticism I will hopefully be able to reach a higher point where my story wont look like it has been written by a third grader. I will probably be doing lots of visual and writing updates to not only this chapter but any subsequent chapters in the near future but I wont change the story unless I am fixing a paradox that will likely appear. Which tends to happen with stories that are thought up on the spot instead of planned out. Well anyway I hope you at least even remotely enjoyed this beginning of a story and if not I don't have much to say but sorry. If anyone would like to help with editing just message me and I'll get back to you when I can.