Prologue. Life after death.
*CRACK!*
A loud noise echoed through the darkness. This was the first thing that happened here in a long time. This empty void of nothingness was the place people come to after they die.
I knew that I’m dead, because the last thing I remember was a truck with a drunken driver smashing into my body, while I was crossing the road to the green light.
I felt the phantom pain from that hit for… days? Weeks? I don’t know…
I had nothing to tell the time. Well, except my memories. Its funny, that after death you can recall all your life with a perfect clarity. All the books, news, journals and magazines I’ve read, all documentaries, movies and cartoons I watched. All good, bad and “eh” of my life, was before me, like an open book.
And that’s all I had until that sound.
I turned all of my mental attention to the surrounding darkness.
*CRACK!*
This loud noise exploded around my conciseness again.
And then I felt something.
The feeling slightly reminded me of a cold morning summer breeze, but I felt it not on my skin, but on my mind, on my very soul.
It was so refreshing! It brought me comfort and small happiness, the first emotions that I experienced here besides sorrow and hopelessness.
That feeling was magical.
It pulled onto my mind and I drifted towards the source of the “breeze”, following the path it gave me.
The closer I got, the stronger it felt, until-
I silently shrieked in pain as thousands of hot needles that was early a “breeze” piersed my conciseness, tearing into my soul and memories, filling me with agony-
And then it suddenly stopped.
I was somewhere.
I don’t know how to explain why I knew that, but I wasn’t in that cursed place anymore. I felt surroundings which were coated in the “breeze”, radiating it, as if they were producing this strange feeling.
But I could not see that. I was just a self-aware mind floating in a air, on some distant planet, probably not in my original dimension. But at least I was somewhere now.
=Time Skip=
After possibly hundreds of years, I discovered that “breeze” was, in fact, some kind of energy, that was being radiated by the surrounding my floaty self network of some kind, reminding me some what of a theoretical world's leylines. But with time, I felt difference in my energy, and energy of leylines, which brought me to the conclusion, that the world's energy changed over time without the massive source of the original type. And the fact that I still had a massive amount of the original energy was quite fortunate.
Why fortunate? This energy could create things! Out of nothing! By force of my imagination! I had to simply imagine the atom and I felt it flowing away, with a fresh reserve of my energy quickly dispersing out of it into nothingness. But further more, now only mine energy could do that. I think it was the energy that made planets in this reality. But it didn’t matter, because I finally had means of creating my self a new body.
But not my old human body. That guy died in horrible accident a loooooong time ago. I will make something cool and not glowy, like a certain professor from a dc comics, nope.
Chinese dragons are a lot cooler.
…
What? They are cool!
If only I knew were to start…
=Time Skip=
Ok, so for a while I’ve been trying to replicate some things I saw in books on animal anatomy, like skeleton, nervous system and organs, and conger them in the form of cool looking creature. First problem was the complexity of such things, because they had very, and I mean VEEEEERY big number of atoms and molecules in it, except I didn’t need to imagine all of it with this precisely, I just needed to know how it worked as a whole in order for it to appear near me, and there led the second problem. How do I put my consciousness in the control of the organic material, the answer to that was a power of will. I needed to will it to work with my energy. And after a while I found out the hard way, that the nervous system I knew could not support said energy, and each time my form would eventually go up in flames, and make me start from scratch.
But after a while I could make me a body that could move, see, feel, smell and hear by using my energy in to do all this things. I was able to make it with the knowledge of plants I acquired in my biology class.
I became a little blue blob of slime. Organic plant slime.
But I could finally see! And the first thing I saw was a blue sky, filled with a small white clouds lazily floating through the it. Then I heard the singing of birds and small rustle of the leafs on, this time real, breeze. Then I felt soft grass underneath my form, and smelled the fresh air of the woods. That moment I knew what true happiness felt like. After spending so long in the darkness I finally could see and feel my beautiful surroundings. And only then, I moved.
Moving like a puddle of slime was pretty fun, but everything is fun when you move first time in the hundreds (or by this point thousands?) of years. Vibrant colors of the forest were just fantastic! Yellows, greens and browns of all possible tones and shades were mixed as if by the hand of a master painter, who had a very essence inspiration flowing through their veins.
So I proceeded crossing the forest seeing sights and many familiar animals and plant life I read about in my previous life characteristic of more northern regions, but creatures still looked kind of different, in more cutesy way, like these bunnies! Oh they’re just so cu-
*Splash!*
…
I fell into the river while I was looking at the cute bunnies.
Huh… All this excitement made my attention drift from one thing to another and so I didn’t hear the river until it was too late...
Wait. A river! It could bring me to the civilization! Of course if this world has one. So I relaxed and let the flow move me through the scenery.
It was only after I swam out of the forest by sunset when I heard new sounds. The sounds of working. This made me turn my vision to the noises where I saw a half constructed watermill, like the ones in a history books on Middle Ages, being built by…
By… Freaking ponies.
Oh. MY. GOODNESS!!!!!
My little blobby self was not on just some planet, it was on magical pony planet! Yes THAT pony planet! My favorite show’s pony planet! And some how it made a lot of sense! That strange energy possibly was a flipping magic! And I was near a pony town! That was time to get some info.
=Approximately 4 hours later=
Apparently in this time libraries were only inside of castles of local authorities, like dukes and such. Guard there was quite big, but I slipped through the cracks, literally my slimy self was that good at moving.
Also this village was populated by only earth ponies, which were periodically looking at the sky searching for something with a grimase on their faces. This observation led me to an assumption that I was currently in the racist times of pre-unification era of Equestria, which was confirmed by books of the local duke Early Harvest. And apparently I could understand pony language.
Books on myths and history were most interesting to me.
The old tomes told about war between pegasi and unicorns for the land and metal, in which earth ponies were eventually dragged in by both parties. After 35 years, war ended because of a food shortage, and since then there was unstable peace between races of ponies, but they still didn’t like each other, at all.
In myths I found references to strange exploding lights every few decades, or simply put my failed attempts on making a body, also one much more important thing, in the oldest, most secure books from thousands years ago.
The legend of how the world was made.
Basically the five beings of great power created the ground, the sky, the moon, the sun and magic itself from essences of their very being and then together planted the seeds of life into the ground, creating the nature around them. After this each of nameless gods made their own life. Ground one made earth ponies, diamond dogs and minotaurs from the earth itself, sky one made pegasi, griffons and harpies from the clouds, magic one created unicorns, breezes and cat like beings, moon one made the creatures of the night and thestrals, and sun one made the creatures of the day and dragons. They gave their favored children this intelligence and told them said story, shortly after which they left.
That meant, if the story is true, I got not just magic, I got the magic of old, of the creators. I had the magic of re beings that made this world out of nothing, and my consciousness accidentally wondered into this universe while it was build! That allowed my mind to absorb residual magic of Gods themselves while they were busy creating this world. But the best part is… They’re gone!
And I am here.
So, after that realization struck me it was followed by another one. I understood ponies and their writing and language because I was there when they gave every sentient being their language.
That was convenient. But what wasn’t convenient is the lack of anatomy books, or medical journals, or any research on ponies body.
And that was bad, because I didn’t know how their bodies could withstand such magical pressure.
So it left me the only option, consuming a pony’s body to know how it works.
But it doesn’t have to be a living pony, now does it?
So the only thing I had to do is to find a dead body of a pony and do the deed.
That’s why I was on my way to the towns cemetery.
It was easy to slip between the bars of an entrance unnoticed, because the sun was set a few hours ago. And cemetery at night is the place where no one likes to be, especially in the times like this, when many folks whisper to their friends scary stories about ghosts and bloodthirsty monsters living in the woods and only come at night.
…
Maybe in this world they are partially true.
Moving away from that creepy thoughts I slithered around the small cemetery, until I found most freshly buried pony.
Seeing that dirt was moisty only in the area where grave was dug, I concluded that the grave was about day old.
What? I read about in the internet.
So, without hesitation slipped through the earth towards the supposed coffin, and when I finally touched the surface of the lid I harden my exterior and punctured my way in with force.
The body looked like pony was sleeping, that’s how fresh it was, so I carefully covered him in a blue cocoon and started slowly, cell after cell disassemble his body, and found many interesting things that no anatomy book will ever tell you.
This guy's nervous system, along with skeleton and organs had one solid difference, that distinguished this ponies from ours. And it was freaking sugar.
Yes! Turns out that magic dissolves sugar first! Then by some mystical reasons it harms the body, also the higher the sugar in percentage in your blood the less magic dissolves it! So you don’t have to eat three cakes a day, just two in a week. So there you have it, that’s why ponies ate a lot of sugary treats in show and do not become ill with diabetes! Its magic!
‘So I just have to topple sugar in my me body’s blood to live through the first minute or so.’ I thought loudly as I envisioned every little retake of my new appearance. And-
*BOOM!*
With loud explosion of light and lightning in the middle of a cemetery my new form emerged. A whitish blue fur of a serpentine body, fading into black on my lion legs and where my hair supposed to be, with talons instead of hands and two meter long eyebrows and whiskers flowing on the non-existent wind, completed with tassels horn on top of my head, and a long muzzle with canines sticking out.
After liking myself over I conjured up a mirror and looked into my eyes. My now blue eyes with four pointed white stars instead of pupils. I looked in them, and smiled.
“Oh wow, I can’t believe that worked.” I said in my new voice with a bigger smile as I teleported away, when I saw torches moving towards cemetery from the disturbed town.
This ponies did not discover the source of this bright explosion, and the only thing they found was silver mirror with a four pointed star engraved on back side of it.
Author's Note
So. Thats was a prologue. I don't have any editors or or if readers, like at all, and English is not my first language. So if you find an erroe, do not hesitate to point it out in comments. And thanks for reading.
After appearing in the cave a hundred miles away, I was feeling a bit giddy.
I finally had a body, powers and… Didn’t had any living arrangements, or even a name. Dang it.
First priority was a name.
Name. Name name name name name name name. What should I be called in this new impossible world? I knew that should’ve been something, that represented my power to some extend. Like Luna and her moving the moon power. Or Celestia and her power over the sun. Or even Discord and his chaos making finger snapping. My power was the creation it self, making things with mind and imagination, by envisioning the image and the properties of the thing I wanted to *poof* into existence…
Wait. Envision... Vision…
“Vision… Eheheh.” I triumphantly chuckled. “That’s a good name. A pretty cool sounding too. Its got a certain ‘whoah' to it.” I said making ‘mind blown’ gesture.
Then I moved onto the next objective, my home. The place where I was going to live.
It had to be far away from current settlements, because they were going to freeze under the ice and snow in a few months, it had to be secluded from the eyes of other sentient species as well, so it had to inside of circular mountain range, and finally it had to empty and untouched by any. And I knew of such place.
With another teleport, I was in the south of the borders of future Equestria. Behind Macintosh Hills mountain range, inside of enormous valley filled with sand. I was in Badlands. So I immediately started the search of location for my new home.
At the beginning I wanted to make a simple house right in the middle of the valley, but then in my mind it slowly grew in size, changed architecture combining in it many features from early Europe and slowly turning into the medieval Central Asia’s palace. And when it was finally done, with a large *BOOM!* and great wave of my magic, all unicorns of Unicornia might have felt, it appeared.
Before me stood giant palace. It was truly enormous in size and was made from white marble.
It main building with a giant silver dome was a throne room with stands for trial or meetings, and my personal quarters as well, of course it also had a library of hundreds of books I managed to read trough out my life. It all was decorated with a heavy dose of incredibly detailed decorative carving on a ceiling, and completed by bas-reliefs of nature and royal blue banners with a four pointed star, bottommost point of which had length of the cloth, that were decorating the walls of not only the throne room, but the halls of the whole building, with some of it outside on the sides of dozens of high mosques and towers, which had much smaller domes and countless balconies. All of it was connected with numerous corridors, halls and stairwells that had blue and white stained-glass windows, from many of which you could see the great hanging gardens of many different tropical trees, bushes and flowers, arranged on stair like structure decorated with hundreds of white and blue pillars, arcs and again masterful carvings of the plants and vines scattered throughout the walls, from a far looking like the picture of night sky surrounded by four pointed stars, and the whole c, like staircase, led to the main building.
The sight was breathtaking!
Only now I noticed the smile growing on my muzzle. And why I wouldn’t be smiling! It was perfect! Except the surrounding lifeless desert.
I lifted myself into the air, to see the whole valley bellow me for making a land marks where what should be, and, concentrating a large amount of magic, I clapped my talons ones. The wave of magic turned sand into the fertile soil full that almost instantly was cowered by grass, from surrounding mountain range awoken a dozen of waterfalls filling up the long dried out rivers and massive lake, that early seamed to be just a very big callow, southeast from the palace, and beside slowly grew tall rain forest that was so big it touched four rivers and almost third of the lake’s beach, leaving three fourth of the land to the fields of grass and flowers.
Letting out a sigh, I started to descend down to the castle. Maybe a tad too fast.
That was the first time I felt dizzy. In fact, I almost dropped from the sky, so I had to teleport myself to my bed chambers.
After teleportation I winced as I suddenly felt a twinge of pain radiating from my entire body. That had me scared for a second, so I checked my levels of sugar in blood. They were almost as low as a normal human’s is! Apparently I burned the most of it while I was making my new home livable, with channeling this insane amount of magic at once. My body was dying again. So I wished up a cake beside me, to answer my needs of sugar, when suddenly my left arm bursts in blue magical flames!
I never ate cake that fast.
But still it didn’t save my poor arm. It turned to dust when flames became internal chemical reaction (gonna look into it later). So I started on growing my arm, while eating brownies. Apparently I had to eat sweets 3 times a day to channel such amounts of magic repeatedly, it was dream come true for a such sweet tooth as myself, until I realized that I could magically put inside of me. Oh well.
It was great to have such things, power, great home and all, but I still had one problem. I was incredibly lonely! And I couldn’t just go and talk to ponies either! Why? Because I was a big, serpentine looking, canine having, super powered creature! There was an option of having a pony body, but alicorns wouldn’t be treated well by anyone these day, and bodies of basic pony races were too limited in their abilities. Stupid racist times…
So, the pony body option is not available… yet.
“What to do, what to do…” I asked no one as I took another brownie from the plate.
Then I realized something. I could show myself to the ponies in my new true body, but in particular circumstances. I could become something big for the ponies, I could give them light in the darkest day, I could give them hope when there is none, I can give them chance… I could give all the villains of original series from my world a chance! I could lead them into the golden age of peace and harmony!
No. No nononono. Too extreme. I am not god. And I will not be pretending to be one. But! I still could nudge ponies into the right direction. Yes, this idea actualy sounded good. But there’s still one problem.
How exactly do I reveal myself?
Just appearing saying, ‘Hi! I am a being that more powerful than all of the life on the planet combined, and I am here to help!’ won’t do anything, but make them try to force me do things for them.
I could go for all dramatic, with spooky sudden entrance at their diplomatic meeting, making a scary prophesy while in a body of a bloodied hornless unicorn. A scary prophesy that spells out doom for their future is a pretty good motivator to change their view on established situation.
And then I could make my self the source of Fires of Friendship, when six hero’s, two from each of their race will be in the cave they’ll find the door locked with my type of magic, clever one will open it and there will I be, waiting for them with answer to their problem.
“That’s a good plan. Ehehehehehehahah! I can’t wait to see their reaction!” I exclaimed as made some papers and pencils.
I should start on preparations, after all.
=Around two months after the strange impulse of magic that came from south=
In the Great Hall of Tribes dukes, duchesses, counts and other nobles from all over the tree kingdoms sat at their respected tribunes, decorated with cultures of each race in mind.
The nobles sat chattering between each other, whispering accusations and crazy theories about strange storms, that become more resent and more vicious over the last month.
The crazy weather, food shortage, absence of good night sleep, the cold and the atmosphere of nearing doom had everypony on edge. The small fights for the right to eat were started to become normal on the cloudy streets of Pegasia and horrific accidents of unicorns burning out at churches in the middle of the Day Cycle ceremonies, made future look grim and hopeless.
Then with the loud *bang!* three doors were open, making everypony stop their conversations and whispers, to stand up and welcome their leaders.
Commander Hurricane and accompanying her Private Pansy, representative of pegasi, entered through the door with a cloud ornament.
Counselor Puddinghead and her secretary Smart Cookie, representative of the earth ponies, entered from the door with engravings of the trees and flowers.
And finally, from the door inlaid with gems and engraved with runs, exited Princess Platinum and the high scholar Clover the Clever.
Three leaders of the tribes, slowly walked towards the round table and simultaneously sat on their seats and silently greeted each other with silent nods of their heads, after which each if them raised the right hoof and spoke loudly.
“Announcing the twenty first meeting of the tribes to start.” After this there was a bit of silence.
“Let’s start our discussion with the matter of anomalous weather, that may’ve been cause by one of the tribes as an act of war against the other.” Rather loudly announced Commander, directing a glare towards the Princess, which responded with a frown of her own, displeased with empty accusation. “And to discuss the absence of promised by earth ponies food, in order to pay for the weather management.”
“And also the day cycle.” Added Princess Platinum.
“What weather management are you talking about my dear Commander?” not so nicely responded Counselor. “I haven’t seen the clear sky, or even the sun for that matter,” he threw a look at the Princess. “for weeks! You cannot expect from us to give you all the food that we now cannot grow in this terrible conditions! We can barely sustain our self, only by using our limited magic, while either of you are sitting on your plots, demanding food for nothing!” he finished with an angry snort.
“Twenty five pegasi DIED, and over fifty is in critical condition after trying to clean the storm clouds over your BUCKING FIELDS, Counselor, and if this isn’t enough for you to give us some food, then help me ancestors I will direct my platoons to the new objective!” Shouted now pissed off Commander Hurricane, smashing her grey forelegs into the table, shutting up the Counselor Puddinghead by the now open threat.
“Darling, you shouldn’t throw curses and threats like this around. And while agree with you on the subject of supplies, I had to point out that my ponies are starving too, but the main difference is that we do need your sugar Counselor Puddinghead, moving heavens is not an easy job and without fresh supplies many of us burned out during the latest moving ceremony. We lost many in last month.” Spoke the unicorn princess.
“Of course you’d lost many from casting such storm to wipe us out and take our resources, like your kind did at that pointless war!” exclaimed still aggravated Commander, which loud accusation was supported by pegasi and part of earth ponies.
“While it is storm of a magical nature, it has absolutely noting to do with us! I will not tolerate such accusations!” then Commander opened her mouth, but was immediately interrupted. “And don’t you dare think that we not stopping it out of ill intent! If earth ponies did not stop to supply us with sugar and flour, we could‘ve put more magic into the research of the storm and dispell it without us dying out!” she said pointing her nose up in the air.
“Yeah!” exclaimed the unicorn nobles.
“Well excuuuuse me! We don’t have any! The latest crop of white beet have gone straight into the grave, because its roots died in three days after planting!” Puddinghead angrily shouted out. “And, that wouldn’t have been a problem if you two did your parts of the deal properly!”
Then they all started screaming at each other accusing one another with deeds and crimes non of them committed, all the while three ponies, one of each tribe were sitting on the bench behind the table and beer the fourth door, that was the main exit, waiting in the corner of the room, until their rulers were finished their “diplomatic” meeting.
For a few minutes, Smart Cookie had a bored expression on her face, while chewing on the pencil, that had been in her mouth from scripting the meeting. At the same time Clover the Clever was applying a hoof to his scrunched in annoyance face, shaking his head slightly at the great stupidity of the situation before him. And Private Pansy? He was looking around the room in slight panic, his evening yellow coat a little whiter, yeah he didn’t like the shouting all that much.
So, to move his attention away from screaming ponies he turned to his bench neighbors.
“um… Hello?” he said with a little unease and unsureness in his voice.
Smart Cookie looked at him with a little bit of distain, but because she was bored of all the circus this hall was turn into she decided to talk a little too, so she put her pencil in the notes and answered. “Hello.” She said in her neutral , yet slightly interested tone.
“well um… My name is Pansy. What’s yours?” he asked with a hopeful smile, unease still showing a little bit, and offered his hoof.
“Its Smart Cookie, I’m a grand secretary of the Counselor Puddinghead.” She simply answered, and accepted private's hoof in friendly hoofshake.
“And you, um sir?” he inquired from the unicorn in a hood.
Clover focused his attention on the curious pegasus, and after some thought, he decided to answer. “Its Clover the Clever, grand scholar.” He shook his hoof too.
“um… Nice to meet you all. Eheh…” Pansy said offering a friendly smile.
“Nice to meet you, too.” Answered his both companions.
“um. Well… how come that your rulers took you with them, today? Usually they never brought anypony down here at the tribal meetings before.” Continued Private Pansy.
“Well, I was called by Counselor right before the trip here.” Said Smart Cookie, glancing at yelling Puddinghead. “He told me that he needed me to script this meeting for future reference. But I cannot do that when they all yelling.”
“Hmm, that’s strange.” Muttered Clover.
“And why is that?” asked the grand secretary.
“Well, there’s the official scripter on the earth ponies tribune.” He pointed at furiously writing pale green earth pony. “See? Right there.”
“Well, then why are you here?” Smart Cookie poked the hooded unicorn in the chest.
“I wanted to be here for cultural exchange if things go smoothly, but as you can see I came here to nothing. And, for some reason, my application was approved only this one time.” He scratched his chin a little. “How curious...”
“Uh. I actually was called here for the protection of the Supreme Commander, in case you know, assassins are not rarity nowadays, but I am not that great of the fighter.” Spoke up Pansy. “Its really strange, that we were called here.”
“Why’s that?” asked Smart Cookie, already piecing parts of the puzzle.
“Well… Please don’t take this the wrong way, but we are not exactly... important.” He saw questioning looks coming his way. “I mean, I am just a private, I am no general or even a good fighter, and you Smart Cookie, are a grand secretary, but not an official scripter and defiantly not royal advisor, well and you no Archmage Clover. Please don’t yell.” He said shying away a little, but then he noticed that Clover and Cookie had realization written on their faces.
“We weren’t called here by chance.” They three said together, when the main doors were blown open by harsh winds and snow, stopping all yells and screaming, when all auditorium turned to the sudden sound.
There was a large dark figure wrapped up in black cloak caring a staff made wood with a unicorn horn on top of it. But, as strange as it was, the foreleg that was holding the cursed thing, was white as snow, and seemed to resemble one of a pony, a very large one. And while he was walking rather slowly, from beside it looks like he was floating in that old black ragged cloak, from underneath of which the foreleg and only the tip of the muzzle was seen to the outside world.
He stepped towards the round table and then made his stop.
“Look at all of you… Yelling like a bunch of foals who cannot share a toy. I’m disappointed in all of you. There is only one word can describe you all, do you know which one?” he asked rhetorically, as he moved his head from left to right as if looking at every one present. “This word is Pathetic!” stallion yelled and knocked his staff at the floor, making the tiles crack under the sheer force of it.
That unfortunately shook out Commander out of shock.
“Says who?!” she yelled at the mysterious stallion.
“Do you not read legends, child.” He asked, suddenly mere millimeters in front of her face. “Do you not recognize the stallion that was sentenced do death, in attempts to stop THAT war? Do you not recognize me, the Oracle?!” he said with voice that had so much power behind it, it made the Commander Hurricane flinch away in fear.
Then stallion slowly turned towards the shaking in her seat Princess Platinum, which pupils were turned to the mere dots, and the cold sweat was dripping down her muzzle.
“Did you forgot your history, child?” he asked.
“I… I know w-who you are.” She said her voice shaking. “You’re him. The Oracle, the right hoof of the first King. The greatest Advisor, the Prophet and Visionary.” She said like by the book. “How can you be here?” asked scared half to death Princess, with a number of shield spells ready.
“I am here to do my duty child.” Oracle answered, turning towards the earth pony ruler. “From beyond the grave I was called by very powerful being, to tell all of you...” He entered the coughing fit that sprayed some blood on the table. “My… Final prophesy.” He sighed. “Before I move back into the void that is afterlife I will give you the chance to make things right.” Suddenly his eyes flashed white, and his booming voice filled the air of the auditorium with dread.
“When winds will blow like hurricane,
When snow will freeze your coat and mane,
In night from skies the spirits will come down,
And you will not survive new dawn.
But if you put aside your hate,
And work on things that make you great,
The future will be kind to you,
It’ll bring the friendship, peace and somethings new.
But in the end you all will be united,
In life or death, it will be by you six decided.” As Oracle said his final words, he pointed at the rulers and then slowly moved his staff to the direction of the small bench were sat three other ponies.
Thrown into another coughing fit, slowly sat on the floor, where after a while he stopped breathing, and slowly turned to bones and dust filling the air with the smell of crypt.
In silent shock the whole room slowly turned to the three ponies sitting at the bench, where sat almost white from fear and confusion Private Pansy, spooked half to death and widely excited Clover the Clever, and writing something calm Smart Cookie.
“There!” said the brown earth pony. “I’ve got the script of the prophecy written down!” Then pointed to the passed out from fear scripter. “In your face, Speedy Write!”
=At the same time in the far south=
“BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” I laughed and wheezed as the last sentence said by Smart Cookie floated through my mind. “Hehe, *wheeze*, why! Hahahaha, was she so calm! Oh and that last jab at the- ahahahahAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” I continued laughing, watching the debate about the meaning of the prophesy I made up in a few minutes with basic understanding of future, through the scrying mirror, that could spy on ponies through magic ley-lines of the world.
Idea of the magical construct based on the real life prophet from over the hundred years ago worked spectacularly! I just had to take the bones from the crypt and pour magic in them and put the strings of my mind to the body, and bam! The construct was ready for the staged awakening of the pissed off royal advisor, that got executed for good intentions. I know that is straight up bad and immoral to use dead bodies, but it was already told in Oracle’s last prophesy that he will comeback at the time of cold, I just made it come true.
…
Oh come on! Don’t judge me, I had to do this for the greater good!
And then I noticed something interesting. It was Clover talking about something with Pansy and Cookie. So I moved the screen towards them.
“-talked about being of great power, and there was that wave of magic that came from the south. I think I know where is this being is.” Finished his explanation Clover.
“Yeah, I felt that tremble of the nature in far south, all earth ponies did, it felt like hundreds of fields just sprouted out if nothing.” Confirmed Smart Cookie.
“The same was with pegasi, it felt like the sky rippled.” Said his word Private Pansy. “Do you two think this being are going to help us?” he asked hopefully.
“I don’t know but we need to find out.” Said Clover, and then heathers to his new find friends to come closer and whispered. “Do you think we can influence our leaders to move south?”
Pansy’s eyes widened. “Um well, I will try… Because at this rate of how the weather been going, we will move because there’d be nothing to come back to.”
“And I think that our voice will have more weight this time, after all, we were mentioned in the prophecy as the ones that will help decide the fait of ponies.” Then her and her friend's extortion suddenly fell.
Or how would I put it. “Oh finally their awareness kicked in!” I said as I laughed my but off from their expressions.
Oh god, I’m starting to think like Discord…
I turned of my tv/giant scrying mirror thingy, and turned in my chair to look at the board that was hanging on the opposite wall.
It was time for the phase two.
Author's Note
Well, that was fun to write. Please, comment and point out the errors and typos in the comments.
