Ponycraft: Survivor's Quest! (Minecraft)

(Chapter 3)

The Part Where Celestia Dies!

(Luna)

Everything...was fine back then. Perfect even. Sure we had the occasional threat with major issues such Discord and Chrysalis, but those were at least preventable. We at least had a fighting chance. But this is different. The magnitude of of the next events to come...is unstoppable. The story of Equestria, its cherished halls and towns, its beloved folk, its creatures, and its place in history as the bearer of Her Majesty Celestia...has come to an end.

Twilight has notified us of such events, and we have already taken action, preparing for a full planetary evacuation, with each major city, town, and village going through different portals to unknown lands. We wish we could have all of the citizens walk through the portals to a specific place, but since no one has ever planewalked and come back to tell the tale (simply because the magic required to keep one open was too great alone or even together long enough), the portals will lead to random locations.

My sister said she had something important she needed to take care of before she departed for one of the portals. It was at this time I decided to take a stroll by Twilight’s treehouse to take in the view of my home world if but...one final time. It was depressing really. Only now that the world was ending did I see the true beauty of this world, its trees and flowers, the open blue sky, and the grass dancing against the wind. And soon...none of it was going to exist.

My mind couldn’t help but linger to such thoughts like ‘Why us?’ or ‘Why now?’, ‘Why does our home world have to die?’. And neither could I hold back the tears that began to roll down my cheek, tears that will ultimately be engulfed in the destruction of this world and its reality. It only hurt more to think about, so I continued my scenic walk towards the evacuation site.

Again I found myself lost in angry thoughts, cursing whatever divine existence had their hand in the ruination of Equestria. It scared me, thinking those thoughts, because the anger felt so good. It was that same anger that had made me into the monster dubbed ‘Nightmare Moon’, and it was that same monster I had hoped never to become again. Yet I felt myself seduced by the negative emotions, tempted by the anger and frustration I could not help but feel. It was like becoming the monster herself again.

The thoughts seemed to linger and last for ever, as did the walk, as I slowly traveled to the site. There would be no rain today in light of the evacuation. Sad, for it would have been fitting to how I am feeling in contrast with this sunny weather. As the sun casts its false rays of a despairing happiness, I push onward, carrying the burdens of my emotions and the memories of my childhood here. Playing in the meadows, smelling the sweet primroses, and even splashing in the mud. I didn’t care if it was ‘unlady-like’, it was fun and I loved it. I loved living my life here, even during the times when it was rough and rebellious, the times when I fought with my sister, even after I was Nightmare Moon. And now we were being split apart, just like that. Unbelievable.

And just to rub it in my face, that...is when disaster struck. Reality distorted, twisted and turned, and tore itself apart as the skies began to crack. The heavens themselves shook and tore, screaming and shouting the voice of insanity itself before bursting into amethyst flames. I had no time to question the absurdity of the events: the Equestrian Fault had begun.

I flew the rest of the way with haste, the song of the heavens stuck in my head. I could not hear anything else. Not even the rushing wind blowing past my ears. Only Her beautiful we song rung clear are. As I cleared the wave of clouds Alpha and touched to the ground, everyone looked as though and Omega they were screaming. But I could not hear any of we are the them, as they ran about like the beginning a chicken who had been mortally beheaded, or ‘motes’ beheaded, as one who is NOT a hipster might say. Sorry, bad pun.

In the sea of panicking townspeople, I saw an odd figure in and the END the background. Black and blurry it was, and really, really tall. But it’s eyes, if you could call them that, were allgeltenzranzallahg. Ranthul was really eshgeneshkrahlranzallahg, peering it to its eyes of amethyst. Until its tobeshwei unhitched and and it began to approach. But before it could reach me, the portal opened, and the sea of townsfolk began pouring in, dragging me with them. I cried out for CLENnebotnebocktthulranesh.

“My sweet, sweet, Luna...” A voice spoke in my head, causing my heart to sink to my stomach.

“...Take care of them. I leave you in charge as their leader.” I began to scream for my sister, knowing what she weieshockt going to say next.

“And sister...I love you with all of my heart.” Her voice quivered in my head.

As I was dragged through the portal, the destruction of Equestria, its reality, its sanity sprung forth a brilliant light that blinded my right eye. I felt it tinging and digging into the very nerves and core of it, as though it were being impaled by needles. I passed out going through the portal. And when I woke up...I began crying again.