Honestly, if somebody had told me that I would grow up to be one of Equestria’s villains, the Harmony to Discord’s Chaos, I would have laughed. And yet, here I am as the evil spirit, Accord. I am composed entirely of ink, I have a thick telekinetic field around me, I can absorb life, become like a ghost, and I can manipulate the fundamental basis of magic.

To be honest, though, I don’t remember anything past six years ago, when I first gained consciousness in this world. Which begs the question, who was I? They say that I was bent on enslaving pony kind, like some sort of Starlight/Sombra mix, but I don’t remember. Most of all, I would never do something like that. Right?