The lost soul

Humanity once ruled all of Equestria, which back then had another name. But our greed and luck turned against us. Now another species is the dominant of the world and we have to struggle just to survive. My name is Zyon and I’m a human. Yes, you heard right, a human. And not only that but I’m a master of magic, the best one of his class. But I’m spoiling the interesting part. This is the story of a man’s transformation, this is the story of my life.

I remember being born in a village, located at the west. The population was not that much, barely a hundred persons. My family was everything to me, let’s begin with my dad. He was a potter, dedicated to his job and his family. Strict and firm but fair and caring, making sure his family had everything to survive another day. My mom was a farmer, she cultivated vegetables and tubercles like lettuce, carrot and potato. Last but not least, my brother Copper. He was the youngest and barely was two years old. Mom and dad always told me to protect him at every cost.

One day we had enough money to travel to a small town in the north part of the country. We rented a small chariot to move around it, whose name I still can recall: Canterlot. We couldn’t spend much on collector’s items but we didn’t care, for us being there, in the high society’s streets and buildings, was enough. What we didn’t expected was to witness the event that scarred me for life: a changeling attack. Now they’re reform but back then they were one of the most powerful races of the planet, having the ability to conquer large portions of land so they could get enough resources to expand their kingdom and enough slaves to feed their back then queen, Chrysalis.

The attack took everyone by surprise, those black creatures came into every single building they found to savage the foals and children in there. I was one of them.

My parents struggled as much as they could to protect Copper and me but the changelings were superior in number, one bit my dad on his arm and submitted him under its hoof, other attacked my mom and managed to dragged me away from her, I now know how flying should felt but back then just the sensation of being in the air and at a considerable height scared me. Whether it was the force of the wind or my own weight the changeling didn’t carried me away that much and was forced to land so my younger self could give him a break. With the amount of environmental sound it didn’t pay attention to its surrounding and lost track of me, I crawled as fast as I could but when you’re a baby you have no protection from anybody besides your parents. It didn’t took any second or minute to the changeling to find me but when it had me at the edge, with no form of escape and about to end my life it looked upwards, opened its mouth and ran away.

He looked scared and that was the only reason of why he left me alive. Now I know the reason: he cornered me next to a statue, a statue which projected fear to anybody who watch it. It was the statue of the Lord of Chaos himself Discord.

At first I was glad to be alive, but in the moment I touched it for security my eyes shined, giving me flash forwards for the future: a portal, a goddess, a lion cub, a princess. It scared me just to witness everything that life was planning for me at the time.

I stayed in fetal position for most of the rest of the day, crying and snuggling as best as I could. It was like that until a Princess descended from the sky and saw me. She looked worried for me and carried me on her back, it was the first of many piggybacks in my life. She flew back to the main area where the attack occurred. It had ceased, no signs of changelings in miles but also no survivors and a few wounded ponies. The Princess ordered her guards to look after some humans so she could gave me back to. But after hours and hours of searching for them there was no answer, they feared the worst. She got terribly upset and didn’t know what to do with me, it was difficult for her at that moment because she had to make peace between other creatures and she had her school for gifted unicorns, what was she supposed to do with a human baby like me?

While she cuddled and lulled me that night, as the fire was being extinguished and guards helped to remove the rubbish, she came to a logical conclusion: she decided to raise me, like her own son. I can’t remember my original name and neither she but it was her first responsibility. After thinking about it she named me after an old wizard, one of the most powerful of the Ancient Era: Zyon.

“Don’t worry little Zyon,” that’s what she said to me, and also she said her name that instant. “I’m Princess Celestia and I’m going to take care of you.”

Bit everything changed every time a new villain would appear my powers spammed out of control more and more getting stronger and more uncountable  and thats when i asked discord for help and my relationship with the girls changed forever  and while at tiring to master my magic which took years and years of  failure and practice

so this is my story and i will tell you it from start to finish and having a lord of chaos as a teacher so this is my story  and why i am the lost soul