I am Samuel Lyons, a sixteen year-old depressed brony living the boring life all the way to March 2015. I always admired the show "My Little Pony" because of the happiness in life that was represented within it, even through the hardest of times, and because I lacked happiness.

I am a thin boy, almost six foot tall, but barely above 115 pounds. I tried everything to satisfy my hunger while also gaining weight, but despite everything I did, I was unable to gain weight in the end. I also had sleeping problems, having no dreams when I did sleep. When I wanted to escape my depressing reality, I had the motivation to listen to special audio that was supposedly supposed to help me go to sleep with a dream.

These audio things often came close, I managed to be on the brink of reality at least, seeing what my dream may have been before being pushed back by a mysterious (black and shadow-like?) figure of various forms and then found myself waking. I was never able to figure out what the figure exactly was but it always woke me whenever I began to have a successful dream.

This morning, however, I was on my way to school as usual, riding in one of my grandfather's many trucks (as usual), but as I was watching the road go by, I suddenly saw a large black shadow sweep the lane, only to be gone an instant afterwards. I shook my head and decided it was just in my imagination due to lack of sleep, as I'd never see the black figure outside of my attempts to dream and there’s no way it’s real.

I'd had a vaguely normal day at school, it was nothing special, but since I hadn't slept the night before, mostly due to my attempts at using my third eye (imaginary vision, for those whom don't know) to simulate a dream (even if only visual), but also because of the black figure ridding me of the ability to sleep, as I usually lost my feeling of tiring for a little while after a failed dream, regardless of whether my body woke up right after the figure did its thing or whether my body converted to a dreamless sleep afterwards, so the tiring feeling began to come back very soon in the school day.

However, I pulled myself together and pushed on to try and keep the day as normal feeling as I could. But, that day was far from normal, only I wasn't aware of any possible differences, other than the shadow sweep, as there were no visible differences.

Equestria, Year 998, one thousand years before Samuel Lyons’ birth date

The spell that was cast that my sister was unfortunate enough to become consumed by is beginning to have an effect on me as well, thought Princess Celestia. I must stop it before it consumes me as it did her.

What is it that you need to stop, my dearest Celestia? called out the evil soul that resided within her, with a sarcastically curiously questioning thought-communication.

You, Celestia thought back sternly.

About a week later, July 30, 998

"The spell has been completed, your highness", said a royal guard pony whom had just walked into Celestia's personal quarters (with a knock first, obviously).

"May I see this spell?" questioned Celestia, whom was in a sitting position on the side of her bed.

"Of course, your majesty." replied the guard, pulling out a fairly large scroll out of his saddlebags using a medium-green shade of magic from his horn. As Celestia read the huge spell, she began to understand specifically what it was meant to do.

The scroll consisted of a central spell that was to banish the soul to a separate universe with a ridiculous amount of duration extensions to make it last... roughly the same time as Luna's banishment to the moon, with declining effects near the end of its life.

"Everything seems to be in order, so you may leave, my loyal pony," said Princess Celestia, afterwards adding, "In fact, I recommend you leave, as I do not know if this spell will pull the souls of others within the room as well."

"It is an honor to serve you, my Princess." the guard replied, proud that he had done everything right and leaving the Princess to do her thing with the spell he had given to her.

After the guard had left, Celestia cast the spell, banishing the evil soul within her from the planet to hopefully never seen again.

Back to March 2015, Human Earth

Returning home from school, tired from both the lack of sleep the previous night and the wear and tear of the school day, I plopped on my bed as soon as I took two steps into my room, and fell asleep about five minutes later, expecting another stupid dreamless sleep.

Author's Note

And so the editing has begun. May this fiction see the light of activity once again as it did nearly three months ago now.