The missing series colection #1

by Thomasfactoryuntold

Rating: mature
Tags: Horror, Adventure, Suicide / Self Harm, Gore, Violence, Dark, Death, Alternate Universe, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 7691

A collection of cosmic horror, beyond your imagination. Let the madmares tell stories of the unknown, and see the journals and Diaries of the Miscomprehension, your in for a ride.

The collection is cannon to the series of A recording of a missing pony

Thease are the stories of cosmic horror. Readers witness uppon the tales of beings beyond your understandings, hear the madmares tell you tales of the unknown. Enjoy the horror that awaits.

We will be adding ganre tags within the title of the stories, more stories will be added to the collection soon.

Update: the grsmmer is fixed. I can gues by the dislikes that it's the grammer. If it's not then let me know in the comments below.

Published 2019-03-13 21:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2019-04-07 07:13:32 UTC

Story #2 "starvation and fright" dark, sad, tragedy, horror

Starvation and fright

By Thomasfactotyuntold

As I walked in the snowy forest, in this cool air, in the pitch-black night, I was alone, in the dark of my exile. I have dreams that were all in vain if they have called this mercy, then it was not a forgiving one. Because by day and by night, I have been driven to madness with starvation and fright.

I have walked through the snow, I have wanted to have a family and to have food on hearth's warming, but I was too naive to ever think this for I have made a terrible mistake that was easily made by anypony who was clumsy and unforgiving, I couldn’t remember who my family is, but all I can remember is that I was having an argument with my uncle, and my parents with my issues that I cannot recall. They have disowned me right in December. And I have walked into the forest. My heart was filled with sorrow and despair for my tears had melted the snow like hot water from the sink that was spilled to the thick shell of ice. There was no hope for me to live on, and the only chance of sleeping in the night is death. I have resisted my exhaustion, and it was strong as the weight of a lion, or a tiger. And it would eat me if this would happen.

Walking in sorrow, I saw the only shelter I can find in this snowy forest, and there was wood in this ancient temple for me to make a campfire. I did not have anything with me to help me survive in the wild, but I did not care, the only thing that can help me now, is by waiting for my death. Pessimism and suicidal thoughts overtook me, for when I killed myself with the butterfly knife I have in my pocket, and the only thing I have brought, wild carnivorous animals would have eaten my flesh, to have their hearths warming meals. I didn’t care for anything else anymore, despair would take my life and I would rather be in Tartarus then to live like this in the cursed forest.

But as I was going to commit self-harm, I heard a noise of another animal, it did not sound like any other animal I have ever heard when I have walked in the zoo. It sounded like someone had been struggling with they're breathing for whatever reason, it sounded more ghastly, savage, and unforgiving. I brought out my pocket knife and had been looking for whatever was making that noise, my body shaking with fear. I was waiting for nature to punish me, then to give me mercy that I did not deserve, but this was not natural not even the sounds of it.

My stomach began to rumble, my hunger took me. I found where the sound was coming from, and it was from the bushes at my left turn. My campfire has shined a light partially to its face, it looked like a malnourished pony, its eyes were glowing a misty pale cyan colour, unlike the colours of the sky in the winter. I slowly took steps back away from the creature, it lumbered towards me like a starving cannibalistic pony desperate for survival. I took one more step on the snow, and I ran away from the creature.

I called anypony for help, but nopony will help me they either abandon me or want me dead for all I cared. I had been running from the creature for countless minutes. I could not tire out now even if I needed to, I had to get away from the monster as best as I could. The creature was chasing me like a cheetah chasing an antelope in an amazon wildlife, or a wolf hunting down a deer in a forest looking for food. As I have looked back the creature looked familiar to someone I knew, it was shaped like a malnourished deer, it had glowing mane which it’s is grayish cerulean like the sky in a snowstorm. As I lost sight of it, I have planned to set up a trap to determine who or what that creature would be. I was very curious about the creature, and I want to know why it was chasing me, could it be a carnivore? Could it be a predator eating the other ponies, or was it keeping it away from its territory? Whatever the case might be, it was not a natural sight.

While I was looking for resources, I have found some wire from the crazy ponies that have been catching the bikers like rabbits. They have been caught by Celestia's royal guards, and the wire had to do to catch the monster. As I walked in a pitch-black night, with a flashlight I had found along with the wires all over the place, I have been looking for more resources to catch the creature. It did not take long to see what I can actually find. I fear that the creature might hunt down and find me, I believe that it might have a strong sense of smell follow the scent of its prey and it will eat me from that there and on.

While I was looking for resources, I have found an abandoned campsite. I was surprised to see that the tents are still standing regardless of how old the camp was. I noticed that the tent was still open like it had been left open for millennia. The campfire had been stained with blood, and there was a skeleton of a pony I have taken a look inside the tent, and what I had found was a book on the withered out sleeping bag. The book was a journal of my childhood friend, sunflower. I have to read her journal and find out what had happened to her.

As I read the journal, it had mentioned how she came to hear. Apparently, she had her boyfriend broke up with her, and she had been abandoned in this forest. She had her brother to look out for her in the forest, but they have run out of food, and they had both been getting hungrier. Her brother seems to be very patient, but sunflower had been losing her sanity out of starvation and the fear of the dark. What disturbed me the most, is how the journal ends. She had killed her own brother and she had eaten his flesh with a wooden rotisserie. That would explain the bloodstain on the campfire, and the skeleton that I have sound when I was looking for resources. What is even worse in this journal is that she had been confronted by her hunger, but had lost her confrontation and kills her brother and ate him alive, I hope that her little sister Babs seed was perfectly ok and intact, for I have no idea what came over her. I have a theory that whatever supernatural force has changed her into the beast that has been hunting me down but still does not understand what the beast wants when it had confronted me. My hunger has grown even worse, and I am starting to become physically afraid of what was going to happen. I went off into a search for more traps to capture the beast.

I have gathered enough resources to made more traps for the beast to get caught, the wire will trigger a net to capture the beast, even if it's not painful, it will have to do to capture the beast in a pitch-black night, I have put a lantern on top of the tree where the whare the new should be so that I will take a glance look at the creature and see who or what it was that creature is that was confronting me. I have soaked my own blood into the paper towel to lure it into the trap since it does have a sense of smell from which I can theorize. While waiting patiently for the creature to come, I decided to head back to the ancient temple I have gone earlier, for I will wait patiently for the beast to come. While I was waiting I grew curious to look inside this temple.

I have gone inside the temple and right inside tells the origin of the windigos and how they have come to the ponies. Millions of years ago, long before Equestria was found the ponies were all in a terrible famine in the cold, they were so hungry and so scared, they were trying to find a way to believe their hunger. The ponies who were blessed by nature will finally have gained enough food and their hunger was relieved as happy and free as butterflies of a sunny day, but for those who were not blessed by nature, were none upon the blessed, and were treated badly as a result of their misfortune. They were found by ithaqua and he had offered them the power to get revenge on the ponies. They took that offer, and they had eaten each other and they slowly make a painful grotesque transformation into the windigos we see when the three tribes were struggling in a snowstorm, from which was caused by the windigos. But instead of eating pony flesh they can now feast off of hate from other ponies.

After the windigos are defeated, they were hiding in borea through the portal on the snowy forest that I have been walking on, but when the stars were right, the outer gods will rise from their slumber along with the windigos. More windigos will form from the insanity and hate of other ponies when they have awakened from their slumber, and chaos will be even worse than discord’s reign of chaos.

This story may have given me a clue of who that creature is. The creature may have been one of the ponies who have been starving millions of years ago, but I won’t know for certain if this was real for my hunger grew even worse than before, and I am slowly becoming malnourished, but I snapped myself out of it, trying to keep my sanity intact. As gained my vision back, I heard a roar from within this forest, I have run to see the monster.

As I rant through the snowy forest, my theory was proven to be right, for the creature that I have caught was, or what it had one time, been sunflower, I can tell by the cutie mark that it was her. The story from this ancient temple had confirmed this creature was a pony once. The grotesque sight of the creature’s colours was all grey, and in a malformed shape, had no muscles beneath the skin, but only bones are shown as a walking corpse upon the ground, her teeth were shown beneath her lips and were red as blood itself. My heart began to pound from my chest full of terror, and my hunger has become worse as I began to drool with hunger. I couldn’t take my hunger even if I was trying hard to resist the pain. The creature spoke in a demented voice of sunflower, she seemed to have broken down in shrieks of anger fear and sadness when she was caught. She had been screaming,

“Ithaqua! The wind walker! He found me! He forced me to kill my brother! He wanted me to become one of the windigos! I have killed anypony who has entered this forest for 6 years! I have been changing when I ate their flesh! The transformation, it hurts! It hurts so badly! So cold! So hungry! Starving! Starving! Starving! Starving! They want me to be one of them! I can’t live like this anymore! I suffered from starvation for too long! I can’t live like this! Put me out of my misery! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me!!!”

She sounds like a tortured soul during her screaming, tortured her mind, soul and her body. Sunflower wanted to die before her transformation and meets her fate, and I was trying to kill her and put her out of her misery to put an end to her suffering of a warping mind; spasm and traumatizing torture, but I was too hesitant to kill her, and I never wanted to hurt anypony even if they had suffered enough. No… she has suffered enough, but it was not her time to die. I have dropped my butterfly knife down and had walked away from the creature without looking back, especially if she was screaming louder.

“Fine! I'll do it!”

To my shock, I heard slashing behind me, and the creature was not breathing anymore. She had finally committed suicide, putting herself out of her misery to make the pain fade off. For all I knew, she didn't relieve the pain, in fact, she made it even worse in Tartarus. As my hunger became painful, I hear a demented voice in my head, a voice that sounded like a whistling wind of white silence, telling me to eat the flesh of the ponies, and relieve my pain. Either I seemed to be snapping or was it the voice of an outer god, telling me to go back to the temple and eat the flesh of ponies frozen for me to feast upon.

I have a bad feeling about this voice telling me what to do in this situation I am in, but I was hypnotized by this voice, following orders like a lost lamb following a wolf disguised as a sheep, offering the meat of its own brethren. I headed back to the temple, I finally knew that my punishment had finally come. I have made too many mistakes in my past life, and everything I do was unforgivable and not merciful and it only gives me judgemental misfortune.

I have been asked for forgiveness, but even if I had asked once, it was all in vain. And right now I can only meet my fate instead of asking for mercy that I didn’t deserve. My life was cruel and it will never bring kindness, not even once. For my punishment, I shall take sunflower’s place, and become a windego, forever….

I do not care for my life, for everything I've seen cannot be true, and I knew that this madness of my own would lead me to my death of starvation, or to Joint ithaqua on a planet called, borea. I'm writing the suicide note down in hopes that my dark chronicle would spread throughout Equestria. Oh, great was the sin of my spirit, and great is the reach of its doom, not the pity of Heaven can cheer it, nor can respite found me in this tomb. I have passed the gateways of slumber, Past the waning moon's abysses in the darkness in this temple. I have lived all my life without number, I have sounded all things with my sight, and I change in a grotesque manner, after the brightest of day and the pitch-black night, being driven to madness with starvation and fright.

Juniper Montage.

Author's Note

If ypu don't like the story I have uploaded in the missing series collection, then I will make better stories in the future.:ajbemused:

Story #3 "Horror at red lake" dark, horror, Mystery (co writer romanviking)

The horror at red lake

By thomasfactoryuntold

True; fearful; very very fearful I had been, but why would you say that I'm evil? What I saw had strengthened my senses not indulge them. You seem to think in your ignorant minds, is that I did not seem to learn about friendship at all, and that I was evil and so-called “malevolent”. But your wrong, all of you are wrong! I did not think that friendship is power, I know that friendship is power. Not power as in, power over your own people, no… I meant power, as in sacred power, divinity, power from beyond the stars and cosmic infinity. I know the secrets that friendship has in store, I remember those secrets back at red lake, the place I was born in. it is best if I will not tell you about it, because you would not comprehend about this power, and would be driven to madness like what I was back when I first discover it. I tried to keep my sanity intact when I was free from the mental hospital, but I couldn't take it anymore. So it was best if I should not tell you.

…

You want revelations? Are you speaking from the heart? The knowledge I have learnt is forbidden knowledge, and it would either leave you at death’s door, or wish otherwise. Either way, without power, your doomed. it is nothing like a paradise in a summer day, nor is it in any way is equestria a better place to live in when the outer gods have awakened from their slumber. We are all tiny little insects to them, they are greater than us, and more powerful than us. There is no way you are going to make me tell you, and it is best for us not to tell you about the secrets of this cosmic power I was trying to use. There is one outer god who was good and benevolent, in fact she created the alicorn race, and the land we are on, equestria.

…

how do I think that friendship is power? I think the better question would be “how do I know”. Because I have met this outer god back at my birthplace I have grown up in. Her name was Yarl-kthu. You know of her as the tree of harmony, except she's not even of the Earth, in fact she lies in the Earth, revealing only what you see as a tree. She is hiding deep underground, under my birthplace. She is an ancient force of good in equestria, and she cared for all of life we live in, keeping us safe from her own kind, from which they find us as useless as a littered piece of trash on the dirt. But she does not see it that way, despite the fact that she knows how ignorant you are, and how you could not comprehend how powerful she really is, I couldn’t let the six students tell Twilight about this because if they did then she would tell all of equestria about it. Her own spread of knowledge would drive everypony from the shores of the sane, an outcome she would find most unfavorable.

…

alright, but don’t say that I didn’t warn you. I was born an abusive relationship with my parents, my mother was an perfectionist extremist, she would rage over the tiniest mold or mildew, dirt was diabolic in her view. My father was just unfavorable to his neighbors, alcohol was his onedrive. They both taunted me over the love I desperately wanted from my parents, my mother gave me mental abuse, my father gave me physical abuse. He hits me with a shovel, or even a steel chair he sits on. I have a very low self-esteem, as dark as the void full of nothing but sorrow. I feel like that the only sin I have committed was to live in this world, and that I should be punished for simply existing.

But everything changed, when I was in bed that night, I first saw a tentacle with crystalline textures. it wrapped around me, not grabbing me, but was giving me a hug. it was trying to give me comfort affection and love that I want from my parents. I started making sobs when it appeared, but then a loving motherly voice spoke in my head. A voice from everywhere and nowhere said, “there, there little one. I will make sure they won't hurt you, For their sins must not be unpunished. They will be gone soon, and I will take care of you.” I asked the voice how it knew me, and how was it watching us. I was curious about the tentacle hugging me. it answered, “you will see after the time comes, but for now you must sleep.” the tentacle unwrapped me, tuck me in bed, and it moved out the window like a roots of a tree, she shuts the window I had one more question for the voice in mind before I fall asleep, I asked the voice what her name was once I fall asleep for about a minute, and all went completely black.

My dream is not the same as having my wish to have a loving parents, in fact it was a different dream. in my dream, I was amazed by this geology of this underground areas in the time of the modern-day era. The measureless eons behind the history of this temple in this cave, is something I would not comprehend this beauty of loveliness of whatever alien texture that was creative and unique in design. I have no idea of who have built this temple but I really liked the temple despite how strange it is, was when I first saw the crystalline appendage that has crawled in my window. As I looked towards the pathway, I saw five beams of lights shining on me in the darkness flashing at me as if a security guard has used the spotlight, but I know that security guards do not have spotlights in cave pathways attached in the walls, I know that those are not spotlights, I felt my heart throbbing at my chest as I saw the lights blinking as if they were eyes looking at me as if they were a supernatural force of something ghostly. I hear the voices in front of me in the dark temple pathway calling my name over and over to me like a chant of a crowd of a cult. Crystalline Appendages of appearing in the dark slowly creeping towards me, they shine from the torches on the walls.

They have all grabbed me, and I had woke up in the day, unharmed with no wounds to be found on my body, except for the bruises I have received yesterday when my father uses a bat over my homework with an a minus on my report card. As I stretched my forelegs, I noticed the writings on the paper on my desk where I usually write my poetry during my homework. The writings were not mine, and these writings were not my usual writing techniques, for they were perfect writings, either hoof writings, or the writings of a professional. The writings must have been written by the appendage that I have seen last night while I was asleep when I was dreaming. it has written the words of confusion that I cannot pronounce correctly. it had said, “my name is Yarl-kthu.”

I heard my father screaming to me from downstairs echoing through the hallways like a mad stallion.

“you are already late for school, you juvenile! Get down here and make yourself breakfast and grab your lunch, HURRY!!!” I ran downstairs as quick as I possibly can, grabbed my lunch, and my breakfast, and ran out the front door like a cheetah running to catch its prey. The amount of running has tried my out as I stopped, and I finally made it to the bus.

“are you alright? You seemed to have the fight or flight system on.”

I answered to the bus driver, but was not comfortable speaking to her about it. Considering the amount of abuse and hate I get from my parents.

“I’m alright, I’m just late for school that’s all. it’s not that important.”

The bus driver looked me through the rear-view mirror, knowing how much she owes me. Her has the look of sympathy through his eyes.

“what was the matter? Were you not getting that much affection and love, because you were a blank flank? is that what’s going on?”

I sighed sadly, for I have no comfortably to ever bring myself to talk, through my despair and unhappiness. I was looking at my picture I drew in class wishing for the day where I will ever be loved.

The bus driver stopped the bus when we arrived, she looked at me with comfort in her smile, like an alicorn looking upon her subjects.

“you know, I have something like that happened to me once, believe me, it actually did happen. if you find your talent, and get your cutie mark, then i’m pretty sure you get your love from your parents. Believe me little foal, you'll be just fine.”

I smiled at the bus driver, before I walked out the bus. it is not a friendship school like what I used to go to. But it is just the same as it always was.

After school when the bus driver was driving home, I have written a poem about the appendage that came from my window. I do not know where it came from, but I could recall that it whatever it was, it was as good as the time of my school. I started to love whatever it was as a mother now, I can imagine the voice in my head being my loving motherly figure of compassion.

The bus driver asked me, “how was school today?”

“not much, I have written a poem that was actually comforting to the classroom, it had weirded out some fillies, but most of them really like it.”

“what was the poem?”

“have you felt like that a tentacle coming out your window and gave you some comfort? I would imagine you do.”

The bus driver looked funny, she had never heard of what I asked before, it felt disturbed by it, but was willing by it.

“that was oddly interesting, what does it say.”

I have read the poem to the bus driver.

“a little filly was bullied by her classmates she had wept in bed wishing to disappear

When luck has it a beautiful tendril from the window had appeared

The tentacle gives comforting words to the filly, she had felt stronger

The tendril sais that they will bully you no longer.

After the night during school the bullies were scared and said they were sorry

Telling by the eyes the filly looked, they were not very cherry,

After her childhood the filly had lived on with her life

She lived happily ever after, without any strife.”

The bus driver looked at me funny, she had never heard a story like this before. She had looked like she was scared, She had looked weirded out along with this fear.

“That’s….. weird. I mean I have no idea what to think, other than it’s creepy! But i like the message of that rhyme, that your guardian will look scary to those who had harmed you. That is pretty good.”

The bus driver seems to like my poem I have written down, I am very good at poetry, like I have the intelligence of a pony who has read many narrative poetry of any series, and of many tales from urban legends of many creatures. The love I have for writing has many inspirations in school.

“well I’m glad you like it, I have more poetry to write, if you like to read them.”

The bus driver nodded happily.

“if there was anything you want to show me, feel free to show me it.”

Back at red lake, I was looking at the ground near a lake to look for the appendage, I looked very hard to find it, I was very determined to get know the monster, like a cat becoming affectionate with a pony. As I have been looking for the creature, I saw a reflection a familiar looking shadow behind me. My reflection had yelled at me with the look of terror with the same voice from everywhere and nowhere as I had heard from the bedroom. It had screamed, “behind you!!!” as I turned around. I did not have time to think as a metal chair hits me in the head, I have dropped my head into the lake and the world slumbers in the darkness.

I woke up but was tied up in bed, the changes had tied up to my hooves and the only thing I can move, was my waist, because I did not have the strength when. I have looked around me and I was chained up on my bed, not like an exorcist of when I was possessed by an evil spirit. My father walked upstairs and he had brought his metal chair with him, he looked at me like he was driven to madness with terror and anger like he had seen a supernatural creature from the woods. He brought a gem, but the gem is not like any other gem i have seen. It had pulsing colors like a rainbow Rorschach moving around, and morphing unusual shapes.

He asked me, “ what is this!? Well!? Is it true, that your also a witch!? you are the embarrassment to your mother and I! I found this stupid gem in your room! What kind of witchcraft is this, that it had appeared!?”

I answered his question, I was shocked to see what my father ment, he accused me of being a witch, for something I haven't done nor did I know of doing. I have hoped that he will forgive me, but I already know that my hope was all in vain.

“I...didn’t do this, I did not know how it had got here. Listen father I have nothing to do with this gem, or how it got here! Please I beg you to stop, you have no idea what you are doing!”

My voice changed from fear, to deep despair.

“what if there was a divine force under our house, what if there is something that is watching over us! If you continue to do this! Then it will punish you for the sin you will commit!! Please father don't do it, or something bad will happen to you!”

My father shook his head, he was too weak minded to believe me. His hedonist behavior had led him to think that everything that happened was of my own choosing, and that I should be punished for simply existing. He did not utter a single word, and he had grabbed his metal chair he usually sits on, and continuously hits me with it like a madman filled with ire and insanity within his heart. This has continues on until I see a rock hits my father in the side of his face, he had screamed at somepony out the window.

“she needs to be punished you cow!!”

A voice from the window hat yelled at him back to the point where I can hear it clearly. I know that voice, it was the voice of my bus driver, she was defending me from a mad stallion for a father mine. She had yelled at him defending me from his abuse.

“you are nothing but a monster! She is a colt! And you should treat her decently, you should love your colt, not hate her like a spoiled brat! That's domestic abuse, and it’s against the law!”

My father grew more angrier, he had thought of something that is more toxic and more evil than before.

“fine! If I can't have her, than nopony will, I’ll kill the brat!”

As he pulls out a knife, the house began to shake as the voice of Yarl-kthu became demented and made a blood curdling scream at my father, and it had frightened me even more. And the voice came right out from what I can guess, came from the cave that I used to go to by my mother to leave me hear as a punishment, for my bad grades. The voice screamed

“no!! You will not!”

The bus driver’s voice had changed from shouts of anger, to screams of terror and becoming more threshold.

“run! Get away! Don’t look back! Don’t look at it! Get out of the house! Get out of the house! I saw something coming out of the cave! It looked like a pony! The cursed; that damnable creature! The horror at red lake! It’s coming towards you!”

I heard the front door shattering to pieces, a ghastly roar can be heard from the hallway, my mother shrieked which turned into a groan which fades away into dead silence. I heard hoof steps running towards the hallway, it sounded like an angry beast. About to defend its cub.

The creature bursts open the door, and the creature, or host of the creature was revealed to be fluttershy, crystalline appendages inside her had pierced out of her skin from her back and her skull. Colors constantly fluctuate in a pulsing manner of every color of the rainbow. She has constantly been bleeding from her chest and scalp down to her face from the painful possession of the pony that I recognize now. Her chest bearing the element of kindness, it has crystalline tendrils piercing into her chest, causing the grotesque bleeding. Her eyes on her wings, bearing in the same manner as the rest, pulse with colors on a spectrum of a rainbow, like an angelic horror.

She screamed at my father with a raspy; demented; blood shivering voice at my father, with the anger of a deity.

“you shall be punished for the abuse of a filly! That is unacceptable!!!”

The monster grabbed my father with her branch like appendages, wrapping around his front and back legs, Shrieking in terror, he was ripped in four pieces, his organic components and even his blood, began to spill onto the wooden floor like slime had been spilled when the canister had been opened when playing with it at school, she slammed the four pieces of where his limbs were attached into the wooden floor, I have shaken in fear over what Yarl-kthu had done. I looked at my dead father and it was the first time that I have seen organs in my life in three years. She spoke calmly to me no longer demented, nor raspy or even blood curdling. it was the same voice as before that came from fluttershy’s mouth. She had spoken to me.

“your going to be ok little one, I will take care of you as I promised.” her tendrils had stretched to the links of the chains and had broken them like glass. Her eyes on her wings had looked at me lovingly, and walked towards me like a regular pony, she had grabbed the gem that my deceased father showed me, and placed it at my front hoof. She had gave me the gem with pulsing colors. I had asked Yarl-kthu with utmost confusion,

“what is that gem you gave me?”

The creature answered my question, and she seemed to be very patient with me with every question I have for her.

“this gem I’m giving you was the piece of myself, many of my cullists had used pieces of myself to create the amulets that match with their cult, or build a bronze statue of my corporeal from.”

I have began to catch the grasp of what she was saying and It made me wonder.

“are you… a god!?”

Yarl-kthu nods her head, and it was confirmed, that she was very patient.

“I am one of outer gods, but I am nothing like my kind, they were born from azathoth to create and destroy, but they were very cruel, filled with hate and do love equestria for they find it to be nothing but a speck of dust, and insignificant. But I do not see it that way, I saw equestria as helpless and the most defenceless of life, despite the weapons that it has.” use this gem to find my temple I will meet you there.”

She opened her wings, the eyes on her wings began to close as she flaps her wings and flew off out the window.

I ran and looked at the window, the bus driver had fallen to the ground with the faint. I have examined the gem, and it had shown a bright colorful light, like a lava lamp that I can carry with me while it was on. I have walked out of my house away from the corpses of my parents. Yarl-kthu spoke from the gem I have carried.

“my temple is in this cave. but don’t be afraid, the light from the piece of me will light your way, and to give you comfort. Go little filly, I will always be with you.”

As I went into the cave at red lake, I had walked alone in this cave with the gem that is a piece of a god. I do not feel fear, thanks to the gem giving me comfort. I have walked into the road in the cave, and it had led me to the temple with alien stature, and strange complexities, the temple’s complexities is beyond any of my comprehension. I was hesitant at first, but after looking at the gem, I have walked into the temple.

I have walked inside the temple, and I have come to my conclusion that it was the same temple as the one in my dream. It was the same geology; the same texture; the same design as what I have dreamed. And in the temple walls I have been reading had told a story of the cult and how it came to be.

Yarl-kthu was the daughter of shub-niggurath cousin of great Cthulhu, and the half-sister of hastur the unspeakable. Many outer gods have created life on other planets, Yarl-kthu created the alicorn race, from witch the outer gods do not take petty of, the outer gods wanted the alicorns to be slaves and to destroy other life considering how powerful they were, but she did not take it politely to evil and chaos. She had left an alicorn filly, celestia to be in charged, and they had sent the other outer gods to deep slumber, while those who were still awake to be weakened by the magic they carry.

Celestia had been damaged by the battle and her blood was dropped into the ocean, creating pony kind. Yarl-kthu had given the alicorns the biological ability to regenerate their wings; limbs; and there heads, and can heal their wounds faster like. The alicorns lived on a planet far away from the planet we walk on, Yarl-kthu had taken petty on the ponies, with her pain in her heart, she had created the land of equestria for the ponies to live on while celestia and luna were left to be in charge of equestria. Yarl-kthu had buried herself Underground, so that nopony will be driven to insanity by our gaze upon her. But for when they needed help of her, one of her tendrils will rise from the ground and the tip of her appendage became the tree of harmony. The cult has performed a protection ritual so that Yarl-kthu will rise from the ground to protect us When the outer gods have awaken.

I now know the history before equestria, everything that had happened, the flame of harmony, the castle of princess Twilight, and everything peaceful is caused by Yarl-kthu. I have figured everything out. They thought that friendship is magic, they were too stubborn to get it through their heads that friendship is actually, cosmic power.

I saw the light from the cave like in my dream, as I walked into the light I have gazed upon her corporeal form the first time, even if I saw a statue of her, I have seen her, somepony has to rule equestria to carry her message to all, and if celestia and luna haven't done it, I suppose I will, for all of life in equestria, for Twilight, for you.

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Because I can make better friends, to help the outer god and carry her protection from the other outer gods, her partner Kthanid, Cthulhu’s twin brother has gone along with her good deeds. When I was going to be the empress of friendship, I was trying to rebuild the cult of Yarl-kthu. The ritual of protection was incomplete when they were killed by the dark ones, we are all helpless insects, in a desperate need for a protector to guide us, and save us from our sin, and our evil. Naysay was too ignorant to ever think that the other creatures can be allies to ponies! But he did not know any better, I hope Yarl-kthu has got his sense knocked into him, like a tv getting hit when it was not working properly.

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No...she is not what you make of her at all. She is the manifestation of sol herself. Just a glancing gaze towards her shall stricken you blind. I have shared this scenario, as her heavenly light has left my eyes barren and blank. The colors of her body fluctuates, forming alien patterns that move in a nonexistent torrent and seem like mist contend in her crystalline form. Her wingspan stretches further than her influence on my heart. For all I know, her wings could touch even heaven itself. She has an anthropomorphic shape in which she stands similar to the common simian, and she has the crown visage as a subsistent substitute to where her head ought to reside, for she has no cranium to conceive. The largest of tentacles stab into the seal like a plant growing from the ground.
She Is friendship, she Is power, she Is the creator of all things found in equestria. She Is the elements of harmony. Honesty, Kindness, Laughter, Generosity, Loyalty, all of them live in harmony within Yarl-kthu.

And you know what? Cozy glow isn’t my real name, you have heard rumors about me long before Twilight became princess of magic. Do you want to know what my real name is?

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Do you?

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It’s Chess mate. You know of me as the mad filly from the book of rumors from the golden oaks Library. The one who has found an unseen force which led me to kill my parents. You seemed to think that I was trying to have power over the ponies just to be selfish, when I was ruling equestria, to carry on with Yarl-kthu’s message. I was trying to keep my sanity intact, but gazing upon her, had eventually led me to insanity when i looked upon her.

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You looked surprised, oh! It looks like that Pinkie pie seemed to be missing, I can already guess that she was yarlgoth the whole time.

I can hear Yarl-kthu summoning Twilight and her friends to find her, it’s best if you should not tell this to everypony. She doesn't want anyone to know the forbidden knowledge, but she doesn't mind being known about her since she was trying to protect us. Do you know what she wants you to do?

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Spread her message, tell everypony about the cosmic power of friendship, and finish the ritual of her protection. The cult of Cthulhu may try to awaken the outer gods, but when she rises, she will protect us from them, including kthanid and the dark flayer. But whatever you do, don’t look at them, you will go insane if you do, and she doesn't want that to happen with everypony. Tell Twilight about this power, and let her friends know about Yarl-kthu if you want Pinkie back. Until then I have no business speaking to you, goodbye.

...Goodbye…

...Goodbye...

Author's Note

Sorry that it took me so long:fluttershyouch: it took me 3 years to finish the 3rd story, witch wouldent suprised you, it takes time and effort to actually finished this story.

Let me know in the comments what you think of the 3rd story so far?

Story #1 "far away side" (short poem) dark, tragic, horror

Far away side

My thomasfactoryuntold

I woke up in the darkness and there were no stars or the moon shine so bright,
Even if i noticed, I didn’t know if it was night.

As I looked all around and on the floor,
I wasn’t on equestria anymore.

I was a little foal, intelligent if you will,
But after I saw what was about to come, I remained still.

Eldritch abominations, beyond my comprehension, scary, dark, and twisted,
By the looks of those monsters, they cannot be listed.

As I looked above me, giants of Indescribable horror,
Even worse than a corn borer.

One of these giants floated towards me, I took back a few steps,
The creature reveals its name, nyarlathotep.

The gods of the outer hells they are called, so divine, so unique,
My twitch of fear had squeaked.

He had read my mind, like he saw a light under a glass dome,
He knows that I want to be home.

He makes a generous offer and granted my wish,
I floated to the light, swimming like a small fish.

I woke up in the attic, where my alcoholic father has kept me,
As I saw my big sister, sapphire shores, I was filled with glee.

I heard her footsteps, opened the trapdoor,
In my joy, I saw her once more.

I have called her, and she shines at me with a light,
Her eyes were widened, she shrieks with fright.

I was confused, I asked what was wrong.
She points a hoof behind me, my head puts together along.

I looked behind me, and I saw a walking corpse of a colt, rotten, abandoned and unfed,
My realization made me dread.

As I shed a tear, my head turns the tide.
I was dead, I came from N'ghft-agl, the far away side.