Equestria and the world as a whole has seen its fair share of villainy, monsters and so-called tyrants, each of them defeated, sealed away, or left to wander. As time has flowed and ebbed, many lands have formed and fell, from the highest mountain to the sandy dunes, history is written by those still standing... but sometimes... history can be misleading.

0005AE – Equestria; Everfree Castle; 7:00pm

It has been five years since the founding of Equestria, so far only a few cities and several settlements have been made for the new nation. Some ponies from various smaller herds have heard the news of a nation for ponies, so they head toward this new home, increasing the workforce and future citizenry each passing year.

Deep in the trees of Everfree was the capital of Equestria, where within these walls was the two sisters who would rule the nation together; Princess Celestia and Princess Luna. During this evening though, something is amiss as during an excavation to dig underneath the castle... something ominous was found.

“PRINCESS! PRINCESS CELESTIA! PRINCESS LUNA!” Running down the halls was the unicorn who would become the greatest wizard known to ponykind, who would create and invent thousands of spells and tomes for future generations, creating the groundwork that would be magic. Starswirl the Bearded was currently running like a madpony, as he carried several scrolls and various research material with his magic and mouth, as satchels stuffed with even more things were tossed around as he ran to where he assumed the princesses would be.

“YOUR MAJESTIES, I FOUND SOMETHING OF GREAT IMPORTANCE!” shouted Starswirl, approaching the twin doors that led to the throne area where their highness’ most likely would be located. Barging through with sheer will and magic might, he forced the doors opened, nearly smashing two guards who heard the crazed yelling.

Standing atop their twin thrones was Celestia and Luna; Luna was shorter than her sister, but was as majestic as her sister, her starry mane flowed against an unseen wind. Celestia herself beamed like the sun itself, as her alabaster wings spread against her sides. The two sisters were in a middle of a discussion about something relating to pastries when they were interrupted by their long-time old friend and mentor.

“Starswirl? Is something the matter old friend?” asked Celestia.

“Yes… No… Well sort of, but never mind that, it is best I show you!”

Deciding to not argue with the old stallion, the two sisters followed the unicorn; they headed deep down into the lower parts of the castle, where at first some of the tunnels were furnished, they soon met to craggy stone-laid walls and floors.

Heading further down the path they encountered the Tree of Harmony, the source of their power and where they acquired the Elements of Harmony. “BEHOLD OF THE TREE OF HARM-”

“Starswirl, we already know of the tree,” said Luna. “Please don’t tell me you forget to get some rest, again...”

“Ummmm, welp… I knew that… and I suppose you knew about the hidden passageway underneath the tree...”

“Yes we- Wait the what?”

Starswirl horn lit up and after using an incantation that the princesses never heard of before, fired some strange spell at the tree. Soon strange echoing whispers were heard and soon the roots of the tree moved, revealing a set of stairs that headed deeper beneath. “Those stairs,” said Starswirl.

“Starswirl… where did you hear that spell?”

“Hmmmm, ahh yes… Well before I came to you two, I found some strange runes written on the Tree of Harmony. For the last two weeks I’ve been trying to decipher them and it says, ‘Within this place of harmony, holds deep beneath a most foreboding and dark tale.’ I wasn’t certain what it was about, but after saying that incantation whilst giving some of my magical energy, it revealed this passageway.”

“And exactly how long did you knew of this passage?” asked Celestia.

“Just some hours ago, I had to look inside myself before showing you two,” said Starswirl.

Celestia sighed while Luna raised a brow, deciding to simply see what was held beneath, the trio went deeper into the dark stairway. Using her magic, Celestia lit the path ahead as a yellow orb of light kept their path lit. As they went deeper and deeper, soon the darkness seemed to suck all the light from the orb, but what was most strange was as they gotten deeper and deeper, the stone around them morphed into an obsidian-like glass, but was sturdier than any known crystal.

Reaching the bottom, they came upon an expansive hall-like room, with several pillars etched with runes and ancient dialect that was impossible to read but clear to see. The room was clear of dust, and didn’t show any signs of decay or aging. At the end of the room was an unlit brazier that had a strange black liquid filled within.

“What is this place?” asked Luna.

“I do not know sister… Starswirl, how much did you examine this place?”

“Not much, I only examined the pillars before I went back up to grab some parchment, before remembering to grab something to eat. After eating I decided to get you two and show you my discoveries.”

Looking around some more, Celestia noticed a torch sconce on the pillar with an unlit torch, grabbing the torch with her magic she lit it with her magic before dipping the torch into the brazier. The black liquid lit up in flames, soon the fire spread to a pathway filled with the same black liquid that flowed through and around the room, soon encasing it entirely in flames. With the room fully lit, the group could visibly see something that wasn't spotted earlier; behind the brazier was a stone tablet with several writings in several different dialects… one of said dialects was in Equestrian.

“Unbelievable...” said Starswirl, taking a closer look.

“What is it, what exactly is written on it?”

“Not just what, but from who; numerous races, numerous languages from different times and ages. The minotaurs of Minos; the griffons of Griffonstone; yaks of the Frozen North; ancient zebrican dialect; Dimondia’s lost language; Abyssinia dialect; Deer-speech; symbols from the various buffalo tribes; Scale-speak; the lost language of Aquastria; ancient thestral dialect and languages from unheard lands. They’re all here!”

“How, weren’t we the first to arrive to Equestria?”

“I’d say apparently not, but it raises the question of how our language managed to be here along with the rest of these other languages from other lands… wait… this can’t be right.”

“What’s wrong?”

“The Equestrian language… this is… this is the language our ancestors used nearly a millennium ago, back before any civilizations were around, before the Three Tribes existed. The fact this language is here would mean...”

“This place is a millennia old...” The group looked around some more; examining the walls of the room they say etched portraits of events, starting from the left side near the entrance. There they saw the beginning of the world, as various races were born and wandered the world, to follow that was the evolution from sticks and stones to working in groups. After that followed the rise of various kingdoms and the fall of said kingdoms, etchings of ancient battles between the various races were waged, events of great beings of power and beasts of might rose, and were felled by great heroes of times gone.

At the back wall near the brazier, was an etching of several powerful beings, these beings called; The Ancients. Each of the Ancients were represented by something that the princesses and Starswirl were very familiar with.

“Hmmmm, appears while there were as many stars in the sky there were as many of these, Ancients, but only several notable Ancients lasted than their other kin.”

“From the beginning there was one being, she was neither Ancient nor was she the creator of the Ancients, but something grander and so was praised by both the Ancients and other races. She was called the Goddess of Harmony, Faust. Alongside her were several selected Ancients to help alongside her; these ancients were Aqua the Kind, Terra the Honest, Ignis the Loyal, Ventus the Joyful, Vita the Generous, Nebula the Magical, Amare the Loved, Solis and Lunares. Together they would form what would be the world known as Equus.”

“So you mean… these Ancients, created our world… so they must be the gods of Equus, correct,” said Luna.

“Yes… hold on… there’s more,” said Starswirl.

Looking through the various etchings, in the middle was something… something indescribable; it was a mess of various beings and creatures, that showed they were in eternal suffering or pain, and in the middle of them all was a figure that stood on two legs. The being’s arms while slender held two items that not even a powerful minotaur could lift; the left held a sword of pure shadow and on the right was another sword that dripped of madness. The being’s eyes were represented with twin jewels that were colored white on the outside, but inside was a mix of various colors that changed and morphed under the light, as if a chaotic inferno of energy swirling in a typhoon of chaos.

“Alongside the Ancients and Faust were other entities called by many names; monsters, demons, daemons, abominations and much more. These formless creatures origins were unknown, but they were all pointed toward one being that represented the source of all evil. He was known by many names throughout time – Ruler of Monsters, God of Demons, Dream-eater, the All-mighty Destroyer, Master of Deception, the Luck-taker – but he was known by one name...”

Etched in the stone tablet, in giant letters that blazed in a red glow, was a name that shook all three to their very core. “The Father of Sin; this does not bode well.”

“If everything that’s here is real… Starswirl,” said Celestia, getting the attention of the unicorn.

“Yes?”

“I want you to keep this a secret between myself, you and Luna; if what’s written is true, then it is best the less ponies know of this the better. I want you to research this as much as you can for the exact time the prophecy may happen.”

“That might be a problem.”

“How so?”

Examining the stone tablet further, Starswirl scribbled down a few things before facing the princesses. “Everything written here is less of a prophecy and more of a retelling, a history book of sorts. Nothing here is forewarning of any coming danger… but the fact is, if all this were to be true… I’ll see who or what this Father of Sin is… and maybe save all of Equestria.”

Nodding, the two princesses were readying to leave, but Celestia looked one last time at the creature that was the so called, Father of Sin. It stood on two legs, with two outstretching arms with eyes that glowed a chaotic swirl of colors, but the most alarming description was what was written below the etching.

“Once all seven seals are broken, he shall arise once more; once the seven gates unlock, cometh the end of all ends.”

May mercy come to us all… for truly this is evil incarnate.

As time moved on, the prophecy grew to be forgotten over time with only Celestia being the only being left to know the prophecy. Starswirl managed to get as much information he could get, but all Celestia managed to understand from his old friend’s writing was that this being was connected to all beings in some manner but how, or when he may appear was still unclear.

Soon after Luna’s fall, Celestia has spent the last millennium ruling Equestria as best she could; after her sister’s return, she and the heroes of Equestria fought against many evils, but with each passing villain they were one step closer to this approaching darkness.

1016AE – Equestria; Canterlot, Canterlot Castle; 9:00pm

Celestia gazed at the starry sky, restless from recent events; with Chrysalis defeated, the changelings have now become their own nation and would soon spread out to other nations. This was a victory to Equestria and pony-kind… but with this was another sign that things would change soon. Hearing several knocks on her door, she approached the door before opening it with her magic. On the other side was her sister Luna who smiled at her sister as entered with two slices of cake.

“Dear sister, how come you weren’t there for one of Pinkie’s celebrations, after defeating Chrysalis and gaining alliance with the changelings and their new leader, I assume you gorge yourself in some cake?”

“I was… simply in deep thought sister...”

Noticing her sister’s forlorn look, she placed both cakes down on a nearby table and approached her sister at the balcony. The two silently gazed at the starlit sky until Celestia finally spoke, making her sound both tired and exhausted.

“Sister… Luna… Do you feel that everything will soon change,” said Celestia.

“What do you mean Tia?”

“...I’ve been looking through Starswirl’s notes, especially on about his notes on… The Father of Sin.”

Luna’s expression became serious but loosened up with a smile, as she outstretched her dear sister with a wing. “Do not fret sister, for all these years nothing has happened other than the occasion villain and while we’ve been in a few near scrapes, we mustn't worry over such things. No matter what may come, we’ll fight it together I promise.”

Celestia gazed down at her sister, nuzzling the top of her head. “You’re right, now come, let us enjoy some of that delicious cake,” said Celestia.

“Indeed; oh you’ll love this new pastry creation that Pinkie has made, I believe she calls them, ice cream cake.”

The two sisters soon left and as the wind from outside blew around inside Celestia’s room, it blew off some pieces of paper on her desk to reveal the mad scribbling of a black figure with two glowing eyes.

Tartarus; Lower Depths

Deep below in the darkest and deepest areas of Tartarus, was the worst creatures to be held and kept, but behind a gate of the darkest and densest material was kept a secret most terrible.

Behind several enchanted chains, was sealed a being most terrible… but behind these metal doorways was a single metal door, with a strange marking etched on the metal door. Demonic whispers could be heard from behind said door and the mad screams of creatures beyond one’s imagination echoed… but nothing could compare to the silence that followed next.

This silence was heard by all the denizens of Tartarus, silencing them in moments as if something has changed… Someone… has awakened.

Equestria; Somewhere in the Badlands; 9:30pm

After being defeated and escaping from her own kingdom, Chrysalis sat atop the highest peak in the Badlands, gazing hatefully at Canterlot, knowing the ponies and traitors were celebrating their recent victory. Facing away from the marble city, she gazed at a circle of chalk with seven items placed around on seven pedestals.

The seven objects were items based off the seven sins; gold for greed, a rose for lust, a knife for wrath, a crown for pride, a piece of meat for gluttony, a pillow for sloth, and a mirror for envy. With these seven items, Chrysalis was going to use an ancient summoning spell from her ancestors.

This summoning spell existed since her ancestors, before the changelings were spread-out and ruled by various hive queens, but were one singular mind and soul. Back then the changelings and various creatures ruled under an unknown entity that was all-knowing and all-powerful. Nobody knows the history behind this strange being or what has become of it, all she knew or gotten her architects to translate from the ancient changeling dialect was that the changelings were split between five tribes – the Manti-Green, Centi-Red, Hornet-Yellow, Rhino-Black, and Flight-Blue.

These five tribes soon had their history split so outsiders would not find out the truth behind the changelings’ origins, but at the same time neither would the descendants of each of the tribes would know either. This created large gaps between the five tribes, each of them living their own ways and styles, but all the tribes agreed to never encounter the surface world, ever… but several centuries, Chrysalis’s tribe, the Manti-Green… were hit with a gap in knowledge.

At some point during one of Chrysalis’s ancestors made a terrible mistake; believing they were going to be assassinated by their own kind, they ordered that a large gap of their personal knowledge be destroyed. This purge of history involved their ways of feeding themselves, so after that queen was overthrown and replaced with her daughter – Chrysalis’s great great great grandmother – new methods to sustain themselves had to been used… resulting in the pact of never entering the surface being broken.

At first things went well, it was discovered the changelings could feed on positive emotions, with love being the greatest kind of positive emotion to feed on… but as time went on, newer methods to gather this new resource were used… soon, it became into full-blown invasions and kidnappings to gather enough of this “love”. Entire cities were emptied of their citizens, vanishing in a blink of an eye, to be dragged deep below to the changeling lands to be harvested.

This practice may had been sickening, but out of the five-tribes, the Manti-Green were more skilled in stealth and espionage than their other brethren… it was never questioned why they were better at this than the other tribes’ changelings. Sticking to this new way of life, they followed this pattern up to Chrysalis’s mother’s rule… until they hit a snag.

Due to them clearing of all possible life around their hive… they ended up creating a famine that nearly starved and made them go extinct. Sending out scouts to find a new source of food, it was then Chrysalis came into power and found Equestria. Afterwards the rest is history; Chrysalis replaced one of the alicorns and pretended to be her for her wedding, she then enacted her invasion which failed. She then prepared her revenge, kidnapping both the heroes and authorities of Equestria, but was soon thwarted by two unicorns, a draconnequus and a traitor changeling which took over her changelings.

Now forced to use desperate measures, before she left the hive, she grabbed something inside a black chest that was passed down by her mother. Inside was a small obsidian tome with ancient writing inside, unsure how to read these symbols, she spotted one particular page that intrigued her.

Barely understanding it, it was some kind of summoning spell, but as of what was unsure, but one line of text which was luckily translated by one of her ancestors was written down.

“When the hour of rule over the changelings is done and authority can never be obtained again. The seal shall be unlocked; with seven sigils are brought forth as sacrifice, will thine power be brought forth once more to rule over. Be wary for once this path is chosen, there shall be no cowardice to be held in one’s heart.”

“Cowardice? Whatever may come of this, I won’t back down, I will sacrifice my own life for vengeance against the pitiful ponies!” shouted Chrysalis, with a mad grin. “Now… how does the chant go again?”

For the past few days; she’s been trying to understand this strange dialect, but now able to understand it, was ready to begin the ritual.

Tartarus; Entrance Gate

Cerberus was the guard-dog of Tartarus, not only was he to guard any from leaving Tartarus, but also keeping anyone from entering. Only those stained with sin shall enter and none shall leave was the creature’s personal motto.

Sleeping near the gates… he felt it, with all three heads raising immediately he could hear it… the echoes of a voice. “...He awakens… For he comes… He awakens… The time is nigh… He awakens...”

Suddenly, Tartarus began to shake violently as if a wrathful titan was beginning to awaken; coming forth from the depths of Tartarus was a black fog that seemed to swallow all it approached. Cerberus was less afraid but curious, approaching the fog he pawed it before stepping back, before dipping his paw once more in the fog.

Sniffing it, the ancient creature barked and began to follow the fog; soon Cerberus stood before the gate of pure black metal and darker than the deepest of trenches. The black fog was seeping out of the cracks of the metal door, the chains rattled violently, but what was most alarming was seven now visible symbols glowed a deep red.

Sat before the gate, Cerberus looked around at the nearby cages and their denizens stepping away from the black fog and the noise coming from the gates. The echoed voice returned but louder and clearer for all to hear in the hellish realm of Tartarus.

“He awakens, he comes… Chaos incarnate awakens, for his call has been answered… A willing soul beckons him, the time is now; the time of ages has passed for he awakens… Bow before him, for he is alpha and omega, for he is destruction and creation...”

“For the Father of Sin, has awakened!”

Equestria; Somewhere in the Badlands; 9:45pm

I’m ready, with this I will have my vengeance with those ponies, especially that Starlight Glimmer.

Taking a deep breath, Chrysalis spoke the ritual’s chanting words to heart as she stood before the summoning circle. “Ls zdzpvm uiln blfi zmxrvmg hofnyvi, r xzoo fklm blf; lmv dsl hgllw zg gsv yvtrmmrmt zmw hzd gsv vmw. R hfnnlm sv dsl xivzgvh wvhgifxgrlm zmw wvhgilbvi lu xivzgrlmh. Blfi olmt hofnyvi rh levi zmw drgs nb yollw r trev gl yivzp gsv hvevm hrtroh gszg yrmw gsvv zmw drgs gsrh lzgs lu nrmv wl r hviev blf olbzoob. Zxxvkg nb xzoo, xlnv zmw zmhdvi nb kilnrhv, uli r xzoo fklm blf.”

“Xlnv uligs, uzgsvi lu zoo hrmh!”

At first nothing happened and Chrysalis thought she did something wrong when the skies darkened, the earth shook and the winds became violent. While it was known that lands and the borders outside of Equestria were wilder than in the actual nation, these strange events were way crazier than they should have been.

But what really made Chrysalis gasp in awe and shock was the seven black thunderbolts that struck down at the seven pedestals holding the ritual offerings… well she would have been even more amazed if she wasn’t knock back by the blast of seven thunderbolts.

Tartarus; Lower Depths

Like the gates of a dam being blasted open, the black metal gates tore asunder as a miasma of black smoke fumed by before dissipating slowly. Now able to see, Cerberus gazed within the black gate, and saw the small black door… the open small black door. More of the black fog seeped out the now open doorway, but what made Tartarus eerily silent was the echoes of footsteps.

Tap, tap, tap…

It continued to echo as something was exiting out of the shadows for the first time… but what accompanied it was… whistling.

Tap, tap, tap…

What followed was an eerie voice that began singing, the song itself added up the strangeness, until an individual stepped out. The surrounding demons and prisoners gazed warily at this newcomer, who sang with a jolly tune, but the song itself added to this strange being to be even more demented. His looks added that sentiment to full force; etched like marble his smile was of a crazed grin, his hair was black, messy and spiked as if hasn’t been properly washed or cared for but seemed to fit this being perfectly.

He wore an attire that was a mix of formal and casual, he wore black or dark blue jeans with a black belt with a silver buckle. His shoes were black and leathery with black thick shoelaces; he wore a dark gray long-sleeve shirt and a black sweater with hood, and on top of both pieces of clothing was a black leather jacket that had another hood that was colored gray and made of a thin but smooth material.

The last and noticeable detail was his eyes; they were a swirl of ever-changing colors, red to blue, purple to green, black to yellow and sometimes several colors would mix together to create an amalgamation of colors. There was one constant color that stayed the same, two slit irises that were colored a bloody red. The eyes morphed again and changed to a boring muddy brown, but deep within the madness and endless chaos in those eyes could still be seen.

His teeth were pointed and sharp, with a psychotic cackle he gazed up at the one being that awaited him here for a long, long, long time.

“Hello Cerberus, how was the last… five… six… Let’s go with six; how was the last six millennia been fairing you?”

Cerberus heads had different answers, one barked, one growled, another yipped but each answer meant the same to him.

“Oh that boring huh? Welp I suppose guarding dozen souls down here does that to anybody… At least I had some entertainment where I was; still being in eternal shadow like that can be bad for the limbs if you can’t tell from the ground and sky.” With that, the entity snapped several of it’s limbs, creating loud audible snaps, as his bones cricked and cracked from days of constant immobility. “Ahhhhhh, much better.”

Cerberus – the middle head which was the lead head – barked which the entity listened to the several barks before one bark interested him. “...You don’t say… After all this time, it’s finally time… Well then, about time we get things cracking but before I do the whole reveal, I need to see the one who called me. It was good seeing you old friend, keep up the good work.”

Cerberus watched the bipedal leave before vanishing in a puff of the black miasma; now alone once more, the ancient guard-dog continued his rounds, with only one thought in his ancient head. An ancient darkness has descended upon this world, I pity those that try to cross him.

At the same time – Equestria; Canterlot, Canterlot Castle; 10:00pm

Celestia and Luna felt something… a shift in the air, a sudden movement of the earth and the skies south-east of them darker than usual. “You felt that didn’t you?” asked Luna, warily.

“Yes… something… ‘someone’ powerful has appeared… but I don’t know who or what...”

“Should we warn the others?”

Celestia gazed toward the distance where she knew was the Badlands, watched as the dark skies disappeared and the shaking stopped. “...For now we’ll wait, we have won today dear sister, but whatever may come for us we can handle it together.” Luna nodded and watched the distance with her sister, ready for whatever may come at them, together.

Equestria; Somewhere in the Badlands; 10:10pm

Chrysalis was angry; after the ritual was what she assumed failed, the top of the spire she was on was destroyed, leaving nothing but a giant black scorch mark to remain. She was currently kicking at the ash and dust while screaming at the heavens. After done with her tirade, she collapsed and curled up as she whimpered and cried in a dejected state. Why, I did everything that spell asked of me, I had to use what remained of my magic and love to use that spell, but nothing but flashy lightning and some ominous shaking!

“Not fair… I sacrificed everything for my changelings, but that traitor and those ponies...” said Chrysalis, her tears mixing with the ash. “...I will have my vengeance, against Equestria, that changeling called Thorax… and Starlight Glimmer.”

Standing back up, she gazed hatefully toward Canterlot, thinking of every cursed and hateful word toward that city and those within, celebrating their recent victory. “They will all pay...”

“My you must be that pissed off to not notice me yet.” Swiftly, Chrysalis turned around and instinctively was ready to use what remaining magic she had to blast the insolent being to approach her… but she paused.

The one standing – no not standing but floating – before her was some strange bipedal being that wore clothing like the ponies, but this strangely felt right for this being to wear clothing unlike the four-legged creatures. It gazed madly at her, but the smile seemed… genuine, not crazed while it did show this thing’s sharp teeth, it seemed to genuinely smile at her.

What was most disturbing was the fact that this being radiated a strange power, not something she could use as it felt… wrong. The creature was giving off a marinade of emotions; wrath, sadness, joy, fear, but the one emotion that screamed at the top was this – pure unbridled insanity.

This “thing” is insane, I have to get awa-

“Now that’s rude, to talk about someone else like that without fully knowing them… Or is it rude to have such thoughts, especially when your kind can see the emotional states of other beings?”

Causing Chrysalis to freeze up, she herself became afraid at the thought that this thing could clearly hear her thoughts when the thoughts of changelings are to be impossible to see or hear through. “You… can hear my thoughts...”

“Why yes; I did after all… well actually that is another story for another time. Where are my manners, apparently being down below has messed me up a little… though I was a bit screwy in the head long time ago. If you must know my name, simply call me Ouroboros, but those in ancient times once called me by a name that struck terror in the hearts of all. I am, the Father of Sin.”

For some reason the name caused a strange tingling in Chrysalis heart, as if this name coincided with her… that it felt right to trust this, thing. Lowering her horn, but keeping her guard up Chrysalis asked one more question. “Why do you approach me, Ouroboros?” asked Chrysalis.

“Oh simply call me Ouros, no need for formality between us my child.”

“Child!? I am centuries old, how dare you call me child, you look only a few decades old!”

“True, I do indeed look… sixteen? Eighteen? Let’s go with eighteen, but I am far older than I am perceived.”

“Well no matter, now answer my question!”

Ouros approached Chrysalis as he floated or rather walked on midair toward her, stepping on the spire and approached just inches from her. He was taller than she expected, nearly reaching her horn but still having to look up toward his eyes… the same eyes that held that look of madness deep enough to be drowned in.

Gazing down at her like a giant before an ant, Ouros grin widened showing his teeth in more detail. They were sharp enough to tear meat and possibly bone apart, but keeping her nerve together, Chrysalis resisted the urge to gulp.

“You summoned me or rather ‘freed’ me… it makes sense that I thank you properly. You must be exhausted, here, let me help,” said Ouros. Before she could react, Ouros reached one of his hands around her cheek until a rush of energy welled up into her being. She nearly fainted from the sudden surge but stabilized herself just barely, her vision was blurry from the sudden flow of energy.

“Wha-What just… What did you do?”

“I gave you some emotional energy my dear, your kind was designed to feed off of emotional and physical matter after all… sadly, this made your kind extremely empathetic too.”

Empathetic, me!? “I am not empathetic towards anyone, especially my enemies.”

“Ahhhh, I see things changed soon after my departure… but as they say, ‘Those to fail to accept change, are doomed to repeat the past.’ or something like that.”

The more Chrysalis listened to this being's mad ramblings, the more confused she became, deciding she had enough, she could simply blast this being to a pulp… if it wasn’t for what it did next.

“Speaking of my energy, I should see about seeing if I can still do some of my old tricks up my sleeve. Do step back my dear… you don’t want to be close to me for what I am about to do next.”

Like that, Chrysalis was swarmed with a welling of absolute terror unlike anything she felt before, the last time she felt this afraid is when her mother passed away and the crown was given to her in a young age – usually changeling queens last at least two to three hundred years and pass succession until either their heir is eighty or the queen has reached over two hundred years. This however was something else, the power being exuded was the feeling a prey would feel from an alpha predator… no, that comparison was horrible, it was something… far worse.

It’s as if I am standing before… a god.

A black miasma shrouded Ouros as a red glow seeped from his body and eyes, until the glow and miasma stopped before a small black orb was floating harmless on one of his fingers. It was the size of an eyeball or smaller, and bobbed on his finger; with a flick he let it lazily float skyward.

“And now… we watch,” said Ouros, his grin turning psychotic.

Elsewhere – Equestria; Canterlot, Canterlot Castle; 10:30pm

The celebration at Canterlot Castle was wondrous, as not only nobles but also various townsfolk from different cities and towns came to celebrate the recent victory over the forces of villainy. It was to also celebrate the new alliance with the newly reformed changeling race and their new leader, King Thorax.

With them was the heroes of Equestria, the Elements of Harmony with Princess Twilight Sparkle, the leaders of the Crystal Empire and their heir, Prince Shining Armor, Princess Cadance and Flurry Heart. Along with them was the three heroes who saved them, Discord, Trixie and Starlight Glimmer; Sunburst was also with them as he was the Royal Crystaller.

Other famous individuals were also invited like the various mayors from all the cities, a few envoys from the nations that were also effected by the changelings past attacks and many others. The celebration was wondrous, especially when Princess Celestia finally arrived along with Princess Luna.

“Princess Celestia, you’re finally here,” said Twilight.

“Now Twilight, you are a princess too so there’s no need for you to address me like so,” said Celestia.

“I know, but you’re still the princess to me.” Twilight smiled up to Celestia while she sighed but smiled in return; soon the celebrations continued, as the party was also extended to the royal gardens where a DJ was set up with more food and drinks too.

“ARE YOU PONIES HAVING A GRAND TIME!” shouted Vinyl, at her booth. Various ponies and other creatures cheered as they listened into the music, the princesses and their entourage stood together enjoying each others’ company.

“I am so glad you can join the party with us Ember,” said Spike.

“Well I had to join and meet this friend of yours… I didn’t expect them to be the new ruler of the changelings though,” said Ember.

“Well I just recently became the new ruler of the changelings, so I’m kind of new to the whole ruling a kingdom thing,” said Thorax.

“Don’t worry, I’ll give you a few tips about how to properly rule.”

As everyone enjoyed the celebration with one another, Celestia happily looked at the various creatures mingling with one another. “I am glad our ponies are getting to better know the other races more… I am glad we managed to befriend the changelings,” said Celestia.

“Indeed dear sister, indeed.”

“Well Starlight here managed to convince the changelings there was another way to receive love, I’m so proud of you!” shouted Twilight, hugging her student.

“Twilight, pleeease, not in public,” said Starlight. Everyone laughed together, but as they laughed Pinkie at that very moment spoke, signaling bad things to come.

It started with Pinkie to shake violently, which meant only one thing. “OHHHH, A BIG BIG BIIIIIIG DOOZY IS ABOUT TO HAPPEN!” But before anypony could ask or wonder what Pinkie was on about, suddenly Pinkie fell to the ground and started rolling in pain.

“PINKIE! Are you alright,” said Rainbow, approaching her friend.

“Owwww, my knee it… it’s starting to really hurt… it, it kind of pinches...”

“But that happens when something scary is about to happen,” said Applejack.

“A doozy and something scary, that can’t be good,” said Rarity.

“Well let’s hope it’s nothing to bad, what’s the worse that can hap-” Before Shining Armor could finish, a flash of brilliant light appeared behind him; turning around everyone at the celebration witness something truly terrifying.

Toward the direction of the Badlands, a giant orb of pure black expanded like an explosion went off, the orb seemed to grow before imploding as a rush of wind was blasted across of everyone’s manes, fur and other appendages. For several minutes, complete silence fell upon everyone until Spike finally spoke.

“Okay, that was definitely scary.”

Equestria; Somewhere in the Badlands; 10:45pm

Chrysalis watched as the small black orb expanded the size of possibly Canterlot, before the orb imploded as the now sudden disappearance of atmosphere tried to refill the vacuum as a rush of air was blown against Chrysalis. Ouros calmly watched as he stood there as his jacket flapped against the inrush of wind, smiling crazily at his orb of pure annihilation.

“Hrrrmmmm, I remember it being bigger, but that’ll dooo,” said Ouros.

“WHAT!? You mean that thing could go bigger!?”

“Indeed, but now with that done with… It’s time I get back to my schedule. Come my dear, I have big plans and it involves you.”

Chrysalis had many thoughts going through her mind, she wanted to run and hide in the deepest hole possible, being locked up in Tartarus was better than standing beside this entity of pure destruction. I have to run, if I can distract him then maybe-

“Now now, there’s no need to run, I won’t harm you… Why you freed me, so I am in your debt.”

At that single word, Chrysalis fear stricken face morphed to one of realization, then that realization changed to an evil smirk. “So you serve me then,” said Chrysalis. That would be the wrong word that Chrysalis would use.

In that single moment, Ouros gazed at Chrysalis with empty soulless eyes, turning her now evil smirk, back to being an afraid filly. “...The only one to serve, are those who given up on their own will for freedom… Remember, that I may be lax but I am not tolerant of what others may say, that may include you. Are we clear on that?”

“Yes Yes Yes, ice clear!”

“Good… now again, I am sorry for scaring you, but I am my own master and so are you, but I do indeed promise to help you… but… It is best I do something real quick… There are a few familiar faces I must find… But first.”

Ouros turned to face Chrysalis and reached a hand toward her cheek, his smile one of curiosity and madness mixed together.

“...What year is it and what did I miss exactly?”

Author's Note

The idea for this story has been circling in my head for awhile - and a few others - so I wanted to at least write down one of them and I chose this one. I need my head to flow some thoughts through, writer's block and everything, I can't write any future chapters clearly lately so the best I can do is keep spitting out new stories until something comes to me for the other stories.

The weird words Chrysalis says is a cipher speech - you guess which one.

Ouroboros... welp let's say he... is a mystery within a mysterious box within a mysterious place within a black-hole that's located in a pocket dimension... He's very strange and mysterious... Have fun reading.

Dialogue: Starswirl

Thoughts: Celestia
Chrysalis
Cerberus (no color)