Komm, Süßer Schein

She moved across the cosmos, drifting through universes and timelines. Wherever she went, she consumed all she could find. Magic of any kind, all sorts of energy, any amount of matter that she could convert into power. The structure itself of the realities she visited was strained by her mere presence, the essence itself of creation collapsing onto her.

Cozy was happy. There was so much power to be had, and so much more beyond that. It was like a feast, a never-ending banquet just for her. And she could eat whatever she wanted, how much of it she wanted.

Her thoughts shook and shaped reality. Her form was inconceivable to the minds of common creatures, oftentimes driving them to madness as they witnessed her. Her will was action, her powers unmatched by anything she encountered.

It had been a long journey. She'd started by draining other alicorns individually, oftentimes having to ambush them, but had slowly expanded her range as her powers had grown. Draining whole buildings, then towns, then nations, planets. She could and would syphon all of a world's magical energy by simply passing near it. It tasted good, and it made her happy.

But that too was growing tiring. The more powerful she was, the less new worlds satisfied her hunger. They were always more or less the same, and at that point like a grain of sand to the mountain that was her power. She needed more.

So she began to seek the only thing that could compare to her own energies, the only thing that could sate her hunger. She began to seek herself.

Somewhere out there, she knew, in the infinite vastness of endless possibilities, another her had reached the same state. Multiple others, perhaps infinite other hers. And perhaps not her, but others. Moving across worlds, consuming their power.

Universes were crushed, destroyed, torn apart, as Cozy moved through them in search of herself. Realities shattered, worlds left in pieces drifting through the void.

Then, at last, she met herself. Their powers combined, they both fed each other. They united, and their minds became one. They were one and the same, after all. There was no one or other creature, only Cozy.

Cozy knew, as she became one with herself, that she existed too in infinite other fragments. She would find herself, and reunite herself into one.

Blazing across the multiverse, infinite fragments of Cozy searched for each other, consuming everything in their wake. All magic, all power, all energy of the worlds they passed through became part of her, and so she became the representation of those universes.

The fragments united again and again, creating greater and more complete pieces of Cozy. There was no conflict, no discrepancies despite the differences between the fragments' memories or experiences. They were all part of the same, all different reflections of the original image.

They were all Cozy. There was no strife between them, no need for words or thoughts as they silently returned to existing as one original being. There was only Cozy.