1 - Genesis - Scheduled For Rewrite

All around, the sound of hooves beating against the cold, archaic stone floor halted. All around, Unicorn Ponies stared in awe in one direction, and one direction only. The thick mist of the centre of the chamber parted to reveal the one they have been so tirelessly attempting to release from the ancient dungeon.

Upon a pedestal of jagged rocks, stood a figure donning heavy armour and a spiked crown with a cape draped along his back. This figure bore a charcoal coat, their mane as dark as midnight, flowing wildly, unkempt. Eyes completely white, accompanied by a bright glow which completely disguised the pupils. On this figure’s forehead, was a horn, a jagged horn with sparks emitting from it. Across the regalia covered Unicorn’s visage, there was a grin. One with a hint of malice combined with gratitude.

There he stood. Head held high, entire body straight. He was looking down at his potential victims. Beneath him, the thick mist shrouded the lower part of his form, almost brushing at his forelegs. Behind him, there lied an open sarcophagus, dark energy bellowing from its interior.

Those before the Dark Unicorn cowered in fear, which, to their shock, only made his grin wider. Some were attempting to scramble away from his vicinity. Some attempted to compose themselves before this menace, but the sight of their fleeing comrades halted any progress they might have made.

“Halt.” Spoke the Unicorn, his voice echoing. The simple word, one meaning, one purpose. But once it was spoken, the chamber froze. Everything was silent. Those who attempted to escape were now facing the Unicorn. The voice that spoke was deep, one perfect for a leader, a powerful authority. Just one word spoken by something which sounded equivalent to a God.

Then, he chuckled. Confidently strutting forward to those who stood before him. The chuckle growing into almost maniacal laughter, echoing across the chamber in which he was kept. A small, or rather, the biggest Unicorn of the group before the armoured Unicorn approached and bowed low.

“Rise, servant.” The Unicorn looked down at his servant, he sounded disappointed. “Thou art the only worthy one, clearly.” As he finished speaking, the dark Unicorn could hear gasps, a great spike of terror, his grin only widened.

“Your lordship, we are yours to command.” The Servant rose and watched as the Unicorn hold in his laughter. He was visibly perplexed by this action.

The larger Unicorn looked down at his subordinate. “You humor me.” He spoke, clearly amused. “You bring to Chaos, the Lord of Fear itself, an ensemble of terrified young Unicorns, knowing full well that I will feed on their terror.” He paused. “You bring me my century-due breakfast.”

Chaos suddenly shifted his gaze to the others in the room. It is very fortunate that these Ponies speak a more familiar version of the English language to me. Learning old English was possibly the single most tedious task arriving here.

The Lord fired a blast of magic into towards the ceiling, and all except for his subordinate collapsed onto the ground, writhing in anguish. Faint clouds with varying colors of magic began to approach him, or rather, his crown. All entering into the magically enhanced piece of jewelry. Tapping the crown, a transparent blanket of pure white magic enveloped his form, as a surge of magic entered into him.

Chaos turned back to his servant, who stood motionless and emotionless, true to his word, ready for orders. “Have you ever heard of the tragedy of- “. He paused, internally laughing. “Nay, Doth thee knoweth of mine own story?” He questioned, staring inquisitively at the one who thought himself loyal.

“Your Lordship, I have studied all that was in the athenaeum of Canterlot. Much of the information was incomplete and some were blatant false rumours. My disciples,” He paused, motioning over to the unconscious forms nearby. “were very careful on picking out proper information that have not been tainted.” He finished, going back to the near-motionless state he was in previously.

Clapping of hooves followed suit. Chaos applauded his Acolyte, trotting past him and facing the wall. Firing a blast of dark magic, he began creating hieroglyphs, attempting to document as much of his early history as he could mentally conjure.

Past

“Centuries ago, during the early days of Equestria, I was but a simple Unicorn that had recently arrived to the lands near the Everfree Forest.”

The simple Unicorn collapsed onto the ground, how pathetic. He squirmed and attempted to stand, only to collapse yet again. Hanging his head low, he inhaled and held his breath. Once again, attempting to stand, but this time, he managed to stand for a prolong period of time.

Eventually, and I say eventually, I will get the hang of these new, but familiar appendages, and hopefully, utilise that horn. Just learning telekinesis would be leaping from Earth to the Moon. The light grey Unicorn felt reinvigorated.

Exploring the edge of an unknown forest, he sighed, mildly annoyed at his own failures. Though, he had some suspicion on where he may be, based on his new body.

Trotting around for what felt like hours, the light grey Unicorn felt hungry. Very hungry. What I would do for some fish right now. Actually, didn’t I pass by a river earlier? That’s step one complete, I need to figure out the mechanics of Unicorn magic. He pondered, turning around and heading towards salvation.

Arriving at the river, he was still at the edge of the forest, daring not to close in on what felt like an inherently malign wood, it felt almost like the area emanated a pestilent form of magic. But, right now, he was starving, so he attempted to will magic into existence. It was a whole five minutes of attempting to focus magic, before he realised it wasn’t going to work the way he thought it did.

Maybe I am a little too aggressive with my tactics, I could try concentrating on an object to levitate instead of trying to summon magic. It would make sense, because I wasn’t levitating anything, I was just concentrating on thin air, which I am guessing is non-compatible. An epiphany for the Unicorn, hooray.

He stared intently at the river, looking for fish of some sort. Then, a sigh. I am sure diving in these bacteria filled waters will do me great. Why do I have to do this? The Unicorn sighed, proceeding to hold his breath and diving straight into the river… Which wasn’t actually that deep. As if he was blessed from the Gods above themselves, whichever ones he happens to prefer that moment, he found fish.

Slamming both of his hooves onto the fish, he firmly grasped the puny creature and immediately scrambled out of the water. The fish wiggled around in his grasp, but failed to escape the hungry Unicorn.

He went to work, gathering wood like he had seen so many times in those survivalist videos. Trying as hard as he could to create fire. Of course, this process would take a few minutes to work. Trial and error, after all. The ember he had create was tossed straight into a pile of sticks, blowing a huge amount of air at it.

The light grey Unicorn stared at his creation; fire. He was going to try practice Unicorn magic, first by levitating the fish which he has slain. Surprisingly, levitating fish was exceedingly easy. Once he had figured out the basics of telekinesis, he was set for basic levitation.

Time Skip

It had been weeks since the peregrine Unicorn had arrived to Equestria. He had spent a majority of his time living next to the Everfree Forest, never daring to venture into it. Living life as a Unicorn meant he spent his time practicing magic, pushing the body to it’s limits like he had never dreamt of.

It was exhausting, and he felt as if his body would collapse due to exhaustion at all times. However, he never faltered. The knowledge that without this utility, his mere existence would be meaningless, or rather, less theatrically; he would have a jolly time attempting to carry a vast array of items with unfamiliar limbs.

Telekinesis is a useful utility. His capabilities have improved beyond levitating fish, now able to levitate heavier logs so he could attempt to construct a cabin to live in. So far, he had been living in a ditch, and the rain hasn’t helped. Rain, feels like Britain again. This single thought was always on the Unicorn’s mind. Rain, something he was fond of. Not many people liked rain, but he thought of it as a luxury, to stay indoors and listen to those droplets clash with the pavement.

However, as time dragged on, the Unicorn could feel the forest swaying him closer to its centre. A powerful source of magic, perhaps. He failed to resist the seductive nature of it, and out of curiosity, delved deeper into the Everfree.

Time Skip

T’was a day like any other. The peregrine Unicorn was mastering the art of levitating fish. By now, he was beyond novice. Beyond apprentice. He was moderately good at levitating one item. This helped train his confidence with the alien appendage.

Life had been merciful to him, throwing only minor threats to antagonise him. Say, a large wolf, or a pack of magically infused critters. He had no qualms about disposing of these threats.

Besides, it just meant more frantic methods of combat such as attempting to destroy a wolf with a boulder or setting fire to the trees next to him. It acted as basic combat training using Unicorn magic.

It was when he was exhausted after expending an unnecessary amount of magic on his favourite activity, there was a rustle in the bushes. Followed by another, closely by another. By now, the thought that ran through the Unicorn’s mind was that another creature of the forest was in those bushes.

He paid little attention to it, not feeling particularly hungry, nor was he in the perfect condition to annihilate them (or rather, fire bolts of magic that flail about and fail to hit anything of importance).

This would prove to be a terrible- no, beyond terrible mistake. As soon as he turned back to his buffoonery, Earth ponies emerged from the bushes, wielding spears and covered with padding along with something that resembled chainmail over it.

Said Earth ponies would immediately charge at the Unicorn, seeing that the horned equine could blast them into Tartarus if it so wished. Fortunately for them, this specific Unicorn never went through basic magical training.

The Unicorn reacted as soon as he had heard the sound of metal horse-shoes clashing against the muddy floor. Turning around a little too late, he was met with a massive equine who lacked a horn, bashing straight into his form.

His eyes shot wide open. As his body was pummelled to the ground, the horn upon his head ignited and blasted wildly, attempting to get free of the armoured pony above him.

Unfortunately, the Earth pony was very quick acting, immediately striking the Unicorn with his hooves, and almost instantly knocking the magic wielding pony cold.

“And that ist what thou deserve, pompous Unicorn!” The Earth pony scoffed, looking around for valuables the Unicorn may have been keeping. After all, Unicorns were known for their specific tastes in jewellery and exotic minerals.

Nothing, he found nothing useful. Was this Unicorn banished? He didn’t find a single valuable item, other than food. But food was plentiful for his bandit group. “Well, at least the ransom for a Unicorn Is high.” The Earth pony muttered, before dragging his victim along the floor, back to his home camp.

Time Skip

The peregrine Unicorn felt his body laid against a tree, with the smell of iron- no, blood all over him. What happened? The appropriate response, of course, not spoken out loud. He heard screaming coming from nearby, and the scent of death. He was going to investigate.

Then, he heard faint laughter coming from…Somewhere. It sounded eerily similar, but also dissimilar. Ignoring it as possibly just a hallucination, or mind making up things like it always did. So, our hero began his perilous journey to the nearby screaming.

Time Skip

There stood near the centre of the Everfree, a bandit camp. The perfect location, nopony would dare to venture into these parts. Its inhabitants were of the most vicious, savage and outright barbaric in all of the land. Their chief was a massive Earth pony, in fact, the entire camp was made of Earth ponies.

Daring raids from these dastardly highwaymen have left entire villages ruins. Everypony brave enough to face against them have fallen.

At least, these bandits were powerful, well organised and feared. For when the peregrine Unicorn arrived, there was a smoking ruin. Corpses littered the area; the Earth pony Chief was impaled on a pike. No critter dared to near this site.

The first thought that emerged from the Unicorn was to regurgitate his contents. This was the first true sight of mass casualty he had witnessed. But he was curious. Curiosity gets the better of every creature.

Amidst the smoking ruins, there was one survivor, a small Earth pony. He immediately attempted to retreat as the Unicorn approached. “N-nay! Get away, Demon!” His voice, filled with panic.

These were the first words spoken to the Unicorn since arrival. Demon. He was confused. “Demon, you say?” He sounded concerned. “I see nothing but corpses here, and me.” He continued, placing a hoof on his chest.

“Thou art the demon, thee and thy sorcery!” The Earth pony quickly retorted. “Thou speech ist completely different too!” He added, quickly getting up, grabbing hold of a spear with his hoof.

I still do not understand how he holds that. The Unicorn backed off, igniting his horn and attempting to rip the spear away. However, the Earth pony’s grip was resolute. Though, his grip was weakening. Instead of ripping the weapon away, the Unicorn tried a different tactic.

The Earth pony felt his spear slamming into his side, the tip was near his throat. His eyes lit up. “Have mercy, I beg of thee!” He pleaded for his life, how pathetic. The spear tip only edged closer. “I will do as thou please!” Luckily for him, the spear was moved away.

“You say sorcery? Work of the arcane? Hmph, what I have utilised so far was nothing other than basic telekinesis.” The Unicorn finally spoke. “There is no way I could have slaughtered an entire camp full of bandits by myself.” The spear was snapped into two.

“Liar! Thou art a Demon!” Quickly retorting, the Earth pony fought back his fears. “What thou hast used is not mere Unicorn magics!” The panic had been replaced by anger. But as he was preparing to strike, he noticed the Unicorn collapse, writhing. This was an opportune moment to avenge his fallen comrades. So, with a victorious war cry, the Earth pony attempted to stomp the assailant to death.

Mere moments later, the aggressor became the collapsed as the Unicorn rose up, his eyes turning pure white accompanied by a dim glow. The once light grey coat had turned charcoal, and the Unicorn was now considerably larger in size. Glaring at the small, whimpering mess on the muddy floor.

“You are a bold one. Many can respect a bold fool, and a cowardly genius.” The Unicorn began, his voice was significantly deeper than previously, but by no means was it high pitched. “But unfortunately, you made the mistake of facing me. Turning and fleeing at my sight should have been your first instinct. Yet, here you stand.” Wisps of magic shot out of the Dark Unicorn’s horn, piercing his opponent.

The unfortunate victim shrieked and shrieked, thrashed and writhed, an endless cycle of pain entering into his body. Until finally, the very essence of his spirit was extinguished, purged.

The Unicorn merely licked his lips, and followed his gruesome act with laughter. Moments later, collapsing to the floor, covered in the Earth pony’s crimson liquids. The coat became light grey once more, eyes losing its glow. All faded to black, and time once again hopped forth at a rabbit’s pace.

Time Skip

Cold and muddy. The sound of raindrops descending from above and the sound of fauna in the surrounding woods. Fresh scent of a recently deceased Earth pony filled the muzzle of the peregrine Unicorn. He snapped open his eyes, disorientated, distraught.

All of the suffering he put that poor- no, pathetic, worthless insect- *A pitiful creature such as him should have acknowledged your superiority and fled, yet he stood in place, ready to defy you. * His very thoughts were betraying him.

W-what is this?! Who are you to intrude into my mind? Paranoia, Fear. No, this could not stay. Answer me, damn you! Desperation, Fear. It must be purged.

*You, in essence. I am you. You are me. For far too long, you have attempted to purge me from thy mind. * The apparition sounded mildly annoyed. “Embrace thy true power, or I will force it upon you.” It laughed; its victory was within its phantom grasp.

That is what you think! The Unicorn retorted, what a sight to see, a Unicorn thrashing around at nothing. You will be banis- *You cannot banish me, I am you. * His mind responded quickly.

*But it seems I will have to force my way in, you have proven more difficult than I had expected. * The apparition began its assault. As if a thousand needles pierced his body at once, the Unicorn screeched in pure agony. It never ceased, almost perpetual.

However, the pain eventually ceased. This time, he did not collapse, this time there was only despair upon his visage. There were no physical wounds, only the grim reminder to never disobey.

*And now, my now obsequious servant, do as I command, for this is only the beginning. * The sentence repeated in his mind, his desolate wasteland of a mind.

What is thy bidding, my master?

Time Skip

Hanging high above Equestria was the moon at its zenith. The shine pierced through the darkened skies of midnight.

Trotting along the river was an ensemble of Unicorn guards. Specifically, from the Kingdom of Unicornia, led by Princess Platinum, first of her name. Unicornia had recently been founded along the great mountains where modern day Canterlot would sit. Those rocks harboured vast amounts gems than that of which Platinum could’ve ever dreamt of.

The Unicornian guards had been sent in the direction of the Everfree after disturbing sounds had been heard. Their constant marching echoed the marching of Roman Legions. Dedicated, loyal, steadfast. They would deal with whatever threat came their way.

What the Unicornians did not expect however, was a desolate bandit camp. Gore littered the area, rotting carcasses, one large Earth pony impaled upon a pike. Judging by the banners around, this was one of the most feared bandit groups in the region, who tailed the Unicornians out of their homeland.

Whatever threat they were facing, it was certainly greater than a group of hardened veteran bandits. This caused concern among the Guards ponies, but they remained vigilant.

At first, it was a low rumble, then, echoing laughter. The Unicornians frantically scanned the area, for any form of threat. But there was nothing they could see, panic. Fear.

Suddenly, a thick mist rolled into the perimeter, completely surrounding the camp. The mist reached for their legs, covering them and brushing past them. The miasma gathers at the centre of the camp, creating a vaguely pony shape- no, Unicorn shape.

Maniacal laughter. “You must all have a death wish.” The possessed Unicorn continued with laughter. The fear emitting from all of the Guards ponies was just food ripe for the taking.

The Unicornian guards took action, despite their initial shock, they quickly recovered and prepared to blast this apparition into Tartarus. All igniting their horns and aiming directly at the assailant.

Unfortunately, this isn’t a story where the guards will win. They are blinded and dazed by a bright flash, followed by multiple blasts of dark energy practically siphoning their magic. They immediately collapsed, their armour clashing with the ground and other pieces of metal, making a cling and clang upon impact.

Writhing is a reoccurring theme here. The guards all shrieked and yelled at the top of their equine lungs. The victorious outlander Unicorn trotted forth past the defeated guards. The last thing they would hear is the pained sounds of their comrades and the laughter of their enemy.

*And that is how you defeat them. Simple, effective. * The disloyal part of the Unicorn’s mind spoke. *Unfortunately, I have to carry you around, why do you still refuse, hm? * Once again, disappointment from the apparition.

I won’t go around murdering Ponies, just to feed your lust for power, though, I have had some second thoughts. Responded the peregrine Unicorn. Besides, you drive my body around like a puppet, you haven’t given me much opportunity. A plan formulated within his- oh crap.

*You think I am so inconceivably stupid, don’t you? You believe I am some malignant tumour that you can cut, purge. * There was anger, not just a little bit, no, he sounded betrayed. *Eventually, you will give in. There is no doubt about that. You just refuse to recognise my true purpose. *

Hmph, you think yourself so high and mighty, don’t you? Pretentious. For that, he received another mental stabbing. This time, more than a thousand needles, more like ten thousand. Fortunately for the world, his yell was only in his own head.

*Resistance is futile. *

Time Skip

A cave, perfect location for any predator to found their lair. Many different forms of fauna find their home here. But today, it is not any lowly predator’s destination. At the entrance, stood the peregrine Unicorn.

*Our destination. The sheer amount of dark magic emanating from this cave is beyond belief. Extraordinary. Magnificent. * The phantom inside of his head rambled on, throwing words of amazement all around, disregarding their meaning. *Approach the centre, and we can begin. * The body he was puppeteering had a grin appear on it.

Are you attempting to gather all of the energy? Do you know what that’ll do to me? The Unicorn just hoped that his mad counterpart wouldn’t go through with his plan.

*Oh, do not worry, my insolent- uhm, self. * He paused, mentally slapping himself. *To store all of this magic, I will need to create a device, say a … crown? * Twirl evil moustaches.

The Unicorn moved forth, deep into the cave, where echoes and whispers could be heard. He paid them no notice, his very own voice quite literally driving him insane. The cave was deep, but finally, he reached a grand chamber. In the centre, a pedestal upon a dais. On the pedestal, there laid a pure white crystal, shaped like a turtle’s shell. Around the dais, pieces of metal were scattered.

Is this what you were looking for? Did you somehow know the existence of this cave? If so, how? Silly Unicorn, don’t question your master.

*I will be honest with you, I only noticed the presence, a large quantity of dark energy that was not so dissimilar to my own. As a matter of fact, I can faintly distinguish many different users of the dark arts all over the land. * To his shock, the dark counterpart actually answered his question.

He stood before the pedestal now. Picking up the pieces of metal, he examined them. These are still useable. We can make that crown. He paused, and then levitated the piece of metal around. Well, you can. Clearly, I am no expert in metallurgy, and magic. How are you- No. Remember, he is the expert.

*Never fret, for I shall do all of this myself. Now watch carefully, whelp. * The apparition scoffed and proceeded to assume direct control.

And before his incorporeal eyes, the metal clashed together, moulding into shape. The pieces became one item, a jagged crown with a perfect slot for the white crystal. He levitated the crystal and place it into the slot, finishing the piece of regalia.

*Place the crown upon your head, and we can begin. * The apparition had a hint of worry in its voice. The Unicorn already had an idea. Granted, it was brutal, but brutally effective. He would get rid of a major problem and grant him a great amount of power.

Unbeknownst to him however, was that his body’s usurper already had a counter measure in place. In addition, he also wanted to get rid of something inconvenient. This would ensure his safety and full take over.

As the crown was firmly placed on his head, the Unicorn instantly began to betray the one that has caused him so much pain. Attempting to purge the apparition from his mindscape was agonizing for both the corporeal and incorporeal.

*So be it, whelp! Prepare to face thy demise! * The apparition took control of half of the Unicorn’s body, which began thrashing around as the two attempted to overpower each other. It collapsed onto the floor, writhing and squirming as it’s two puppeteers began firing magical bolts all around.

You speak too much. Perish already! The semi-Unicorn activated the crown during their little brawl which began siphoning all of the dark energy in the chamber. Forbidden magics began entering the crown’s jewel, turning the pristine white into crimson.

This moment, this was the moment when the two attempted to trap each other in the crown. Both bringing their full might to destroy the other. The apparition may have had the upper hand in terms of magical knowledge, but the semi-Unicorn was still in control of the majority of the body.

Begone fiend, your torment ends here!

*Remove thyself from this world, whelp! *

As the two finish their sentences, a blinding light engulfs the Unicorn’s form. A piercing screech escaped. This was even worse than the thousand needles, worse than the whole minutes of torture the Unicorn had to face. It was like all of that time compressed into a single second.

The most excruciating sensation.

Time Skip

Placed securely on the mountain slopes, was Canterlot, or rather Canterville. A rather insignificant Unicorn village. But this was the capital of Unicornia, only founded months prior. At the very end atop of a raised part of the slopes, sat Canterville Castle, home to the ruler of Unicornia.

Her majesty, Princess Platinum has not heard from the guard patrol sent into the Everfree for some time now. Normally, she would not concern herself with matters as insignificant as this, but now she was on a frontier, a foreign land unlike the comfort of her old kingdom. The threat lurking within the nearby forest could very well jeopardise her entire kingdom.

Besides, if her dominion was threatened, then the all of the precious minerals located in the mountains would not be able to be extracted.

In addition to the first threat, it appeared as though the dreaded winter was creeping down to her new land. She had to prepare Unicornia for its next battle against cold air.

Unfortunately, it seems that not only will Unicornia have to deal with the eternal winters, it will also have to deal with the blasted Pegasi and muddy Earth ponies.

Unicorn mages have already created the perfect self-sufficient crops that do not require Earth ponies to mingle with. And the Pegasi just love getting in the way. Rain doesn’t only occur because of them, they are also natural, and this new land seems to be perfect for growing crops.

But now, she had to concern herself with more than she would’ve ever dreamt of. This was a nightmare. Ruling is a nightmare. Why was winter so harsh? Why did it chase her and her Unicorns?

It was at this moment, the guards from the lost patrol had returned, bowing before their Princess, clearly bruised after what would've most likely been a brief confrontation.

Princess Platinum looked down at her guards with great distress, what issue was about to be added onto her to-remove list? “At ease, Guards ponies, and speak.”

“Your highness, we bring news of the incident in the Everfree.” The leading guard spoke, rising up. “An apparition haunts the forest, it appeared to have destroyed an entire camp full of dangerous brigands.” He continued, becoming more alarmed by the word.

“We confronted the beast and were blinded by a flash of light. Next,” Pausing. The pain was excruciating, the Guards pony had never felt his magic being forcibly removed before.

“Next? Please, continue.” Platinum was curious, yet at the same time, afraid of the next detail.

“Ah, apologies your highness. We had our very magics ripped from us, the pain was unbearable, and the next thing we knew, we were already unconscious.” He could feel the pain once again course through him, a phantom pain. But the pony collapsed nonetheless.

His companions also collapsed at the mere mention, but quickly recovered and stood to attention before royalty.

“Such graphic description. This menace cannot be allowed to roam free near Unicornia!” Platinum declared, her voice is one of fury and passion. “Clover the Clever!” The Princess turned to her favourite subordinate. “I demand this apparition be removed from our lands! Take your colleagues and prepare to erase the threat.” Clover, feeling rather uneasy, but also intrigued, nodded.

“Ave Unicornia!”

“AVE!”

Time Skip

There, in the centre of the chamber laid the outlander Unicorn, atop his head, a jagged crown filled with powerful dark magic. It was silent within the cave. Not a droplet of water, not an echo to be heard. That is, until a mighty roar escaped the Unicorn.

“What have you- “ The Unicorn paused. He sounded like his dreaded counterpart…Nay, it sounded like a combination of the two beings. “Listen to me, I am in control here!” screeched the Unicorn, to no one in particular. “Respond, insolent whelp!” No response ever came. “The voice, has he finally been trapped?” Hopeful thought, young Unicorn.

“Hmph, it matters not. Now, I finally have direct control of every part of this body.” He examined himself, hoof up. “The whelp should have listened, but now he has been banished to my crown.” Tapping the crown, the Unicorn burst into manic laughter.

Now fear me, world for I have the most powerful magics. Nothing, NOTHING, can halt me. I have come far from levitating fish. Hah. His laughter continued, echoing through the chamber.

“No longer shall I trot the lands without a name. Nay. Henceforth, I shall be known as;”

“Chaos.”

The true taste of victory.

Author's Note

This is the first story i have, and probably will ever have written. It has been bothering my mind for ages, so i have finally turned it into a proper...Story, i could not even fathom the amount of contradictions in this.