The Testament of Tirek
In what should be my hour of victory, instead I taste only defeat. After more than a millennium of planning, waiting for my chance to escape from this damned prison guarded by that dog. To finally have my revenge against all who had wronged me. Revenge against the Princesses and my traitorous brother, Scorpan. And when the moment I had waited for finally arrived I took it and escaped. After everything I had endured I finally had my revenge against the Princesses and the world was at my hands, I had finally obtaining Godhood and it was only a matter of time before I'd face my brother and make him suffer like I had suffered. I was so close, but it was all for nothing, because of Twilight Sparkle the new alicorn princess. This spite the other princesses' pathetic attempt to slow me down they had given her all of their magic to that novice. But they had failed for how could a princess compare to a god and yet somehow she and her friends did what I thought was impossible...they defeated me!
Now here I am, back inside this prison, stripped of my power. I doubt there will ever be another opportunity for me to escape and even if one did come by, I may not have the strength to do so again. Which is why I am writing this testament, for anyone who might find it. It is the only means for me to testify on my own behalf, those Equine Princesses claim to represent what is just and yet they condemn me again to Tartarus without a trial, without due process. They claim that I am a tyrant but how are they any different? Laying down judgment on their own as they alone see fit themselves as judge, jury and executioner. Oh, they won't execute me, no they wouldn't dare sully their own hooves in my blood so instead they condemn me to a worst fate.
Now that I sit in this cage all I can do in write down my story and like all stories I will start at the beginning. Long before my first imprisonment, before my birth, there was a great and beautiful land an empire that stretched though out the known world. A land called Centauria, home of my people the centaurs. Once we had ruled supreme above all creatures, alone we had the power to control our world from the weather to the earth. With our magic we were like gods and we ruled as such and all inferior creatures had no choice but to submit to us. We were their masters, we gave them purpose and for centuries, that was how it was. Until the day that the least likely of creatures, the ponies rebelled against us. They were nothing and yet they fought and in doing so inspired the other lesser beasts to do the same. They had the audacity to declare war on us but with our power victory was only a matter of time and we would win no matter what they tried. That was until the unbelievable happened, somehow among those little ponies an Alicorn ascended. Somehow a pony had obtained a magic so great that it changed its form and with that power the ponies turned the tide of the war. The Alicorn had given the ponies magic and in one great swoop they stole ours. Without our power we were crushed and our land turned into a waste land. Victory was theirs and with their new freedom, the ponies and the other beasts left to new and fertile lands, trapping us behind with nothing.
It was many years later that I was born and after living my whole life in that wasteland. Forced to watch my fellow centaurs suffer from starvation and the harsh terrain. All I ever dreamed of was having the power to restore our land to its former glory. To free us from our suffering just as the ponies freed themselves from us. It was then that chance came when the elders chose my brother and me. Because we were the most capable, we would be given what was left of their magic and with that power, Scorpan and I would take back what the ponies had stolen from us. We would return to being the gods we once were and so the elders proceeded with the ritual. Dark magic was all that we had left because of the ponies and in desperation that was what was used on us. I remember the pain from the dark magic as it entered my body, I could also remembered my brother screaming. When it was over, I realized that my body had changed, I could feel the power course threw me and although I had become more of a beast, I was still a centaur. My brother however was not so fortunate but we were ready for our mission. We were to conquer the ponies and to enslave them punishing them for what they did to us. But there was more the Elders wanted. They wanted us to give them the magic we gathered. It was because of their incompetence that we lost everything to those ponies and they wanted to take the magic we will gather for themselves? NO! It was there and then that I decided that I would rule, not just Centauria but the whole world and with my brother by my side, I knew we would succeed. There would be no more Kings or Queens, Prince and Princesses, we would take all the magic in this world and becomes Gods! I would not make the same mistakes as my ancestors did, there would be no more suffering. But my brother was weaker than I had thought and he betrayed me for those ponies. My closest friend, the one person I thought I could always trust to be by my side when I needed him. I never felt a pain so great that not even the despair of being trapped in Tartarus could compare. That day I learned that friendship was a lie. This is my testament, think of my actions as you will but know this, I may be in this cell but all those ponies are in a prison of their own making. Denying who they are in the name of friendship. But I know what I am and I have stayed true to that and even if I have to spend the rest of my miserable existence in this prison I will not change myself for anyone.
Author's Note
I actually wrote this on Monday and I finally made a cover for it. I put in a few references in there lets see if anyone can guess what they are.
