I'll 'Guide' you.

by Fictional Fanatic

Rating: teen
Tags: Dark, Human, Comedy, Adventure
Length: 854

There is a story, that there was once a being known as a 'Guide'. The Guide was a creature never seen before, bearing knowledge and gifts to Guide any who'd listen. It's said he even gifted the ponies with strength, wings and magic. But he was evil.

The Guide. A dangerous creature who knew of things no other could. He brought knowledge to others on how to make relics, weapons and machines that improved the lives of many. But his intentions were not pure. For the Guide shared his knowledge with anyone, not caring for how it was used since he himself could not use it.

This in time created conflict, since some of the creations he spoke of were only obtainable at certain times or at certain locations, and greedy as the others were, they tried to monopolize these places. And yet, the Guide kept helping everyone, he helped them fight each other, kill each other, and all with a smile. Eventually the wars took a new turn, the wars suddenly were about the knowledge, about the Guide.

And still he did nothing but smile as he fed advice to those who would listen.

But others, bored, and afraid of the war had had enough, deciding to stop the foolish wars, two sisters, one by the name of Luna, and another by the name of Celestia eventually confronted him and asked him to stop. For the first time, he refused to help. The sisters left, only to return with six artifacts, known as the Elements of harmony and imprisoned him in stone, to make sure that he would never break free. And to this day, he has yet to leave his prison, only able to faintly whisper advice to those who listen.

If you haven't guessed it yet, this is yet another Displaced story about someone who happened to turn into the Guide from Terraria.

Inspired by the story "The Terrarian Tank" written by DJ A String.

Now, let's see where this goes.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-06-01 11:37:49 UTC

"They say there is a person who will tell you how to survive in this land... oh wait. That's me."

I felt myself smile as the stone surrounding me finally began to crack. Free, after such a long time I'm finally free. I felt my anger flare up once again. Tricked, by the two Princesses when I told them something they didn't like. I had been the one to give them the means to fight evils, and in the end... They turned on me. My powers, being far too much for them to handle. I was a threat to them, and their ponies. That's how they justified their betrayal.

Trapped by the very elements I helped uncover. Blamed, for the wars I tried to stop. I was sentenced to an eternity in stone. But now I'm back. Turned to stone... Petrified... maybe even death would have been better. But no, they encased me in stone, using the elements that by definition will never kill. It kept me alive, for my past thousand and something years, I've been stuck inside a shell, unable to move, see, smell, hear or taste anything. The only thing I could do was feel. Feel my lungs burning for me to take a breath, feel my muscles turn to nothing as they were fed to my brain. I even felt my inner organs, as they almost died, not allowed to rot or decompose. I was kept alive, tortured for eternity, with no magical ability whatsoever to keep the pain away, to prevent my very much so mortal body from eating itself.

My mind, the only thing intact from this, lies in a brain on the brink of rotting. And yet, with time, my anger ebbed away. It was a weird, and like always, a painful process. But it eventually died as I drew myself deeper into my mind, trying to shield my essence, myself from the pain. And now, it all came back all at once as I am being released.

As the stone falls off of me, I feel the painful wind, the cold I haven't felt in over an eon. And it hurts. It all hurts so much, the sun, the gravity, the magic. It all slams into me at once, preventing me from drawing my first breath in forever. Unable to support myself in any way at all, be it by muscle or magic, I fall to the ground, still unable to draw breath.

I never thought of it as possible, but even now, the pain only increases, I need to breathe. And as I do, I feel it. The world has changed since I was gone. It is all I can think as the air begins to travel through me. I can feel it, as small hurtful little ice pellets within my lungs and bloodstream. Having been without it for so long, it hurts me to even take in something so essential to life. I feel it reach my brain, and I feel knowledge return. Not only is my brain finally able to breathe, but I am finally, once again able to know what is going on.

And how the world has changed without me. I smile as I feel myself loosing consciousness. All that matters is that I'm back, and there isn't any way for them to reach me here and now. Still with a smile, I fall into the void of my consciousness

As I come to, I feel myself smile again. Even before I open my eyes, I know I'm in a hospital. And it's not because of the beeping of a heart monitor, the smell of medicine, or the bright lights. It's because I always know where I'm at. How could I not? I am The Guide after all.

I know I've had the best possible treatment they could administer to me, and I also know why. I am the one who instructed them. Anything asked of me while I'm asleep I will always answer. I won't always tell what the speaker wants to hear, since I've trained my subconscious to withhold certain information, but everything else was fair game.

I had learnt from my mistakes, many mistakes. Some more terrible than others, but i the end, I had ended up more wise than before. No knowledge could ever substitute for real life experience. That is wisdom, knowing how to use your knowledge. Of course, having been sealed away for such a long time, I had missed out on a lot of experiences. As soon as I was in shape to move around again, I'd have to make up for all the time lost. That is, if Celestia and Luna would allow me. From what I knew of them, there was a high probability of Celestia deciding to let me go, while Luna would be against the idea. Hopefully I'd have my freedom. After all, I had already lived through what punishment they assigned me. They could hardly do something like that to me again.

With that comforting thought in my mind, I felt myself falling asleep once again.