Chaos born from nothing

His heart pounded his chest. The fear was getting worse by the second the longer he stared at that grin. It was an awful, unnatural smile with so many crooked teeth. Even his nightmares weren’t so twisted.

The young unicorn could hear the guttural growl coming from its throat. The grin slowly started to flip into a displeased frown. It was getting annoyed by his staring.

“If you're done staring I suggest you get moving. I have a world to...change.” The two exchanged silence, irritating the creature more. “Now tell me where we are!” Chaos ordered angrily.

The young unicorn took in a deep inhale in an attempt to relax his nerves. It worked somewhat. “I-I don't know...” he gulped as its eyes were upon him.

”Don’t know…?” Chaos narrowed his eyes at the unicorn. He bent down to his level. “That simply won’t do, and also it makes no sense.” He crapped an arm around the neck of the stallion, terrifying him even more. The pony followed every intricate movement. “You see, you are here. So, clearly you know where you are,” he said calmly. ” I am a king, or a future one if you want to be pedantic.” He smiled, displaying his sharp teeth. “As a king’s aide, I would be certain that you would know where we are. You’re not going to be leaving any time soon, nor will you be dying either. So, I’ll ask again.” The entity dug his fingers into the stallion’s delicate flesh, inciting a muffled cry of pain “Where. Are. We?” He said in a terrifyingly calm and venomous tone.

The young unicorn was about to hyperventilate at this point. This creature might say it wouldn’t kill him, but every part of his being screamed in terror of that inevitable scenario.. “I d-don't know e-exactly but, but I k-know we-were close to C-Canterlot,” he stuttered out.

The young unicorn felt the fingers leave his neck; he moved his hoof to rub it gently, afraid that any sudden movements could put him in danger. Only a little blood had trickled out, but his relief was ruined when he was taken off the ground unexpectedly, inciting a yelp.

“Well it’s time we make due with what I have,” the Chaos King said as he made his way out. However, there was a problem.

“W-wait! How are you going to get through? It’s too small!” The young unicorn shouted. Chaos snarled in irritation and rubbed whatever it was that served as kis skull. He was thoroughly annoyed by this unicorn constantly shouting! ...But, if he was honest, it was better than the complete silence he had grown accustomed to, or lack of the existence of sound and no sound in its totality.

The king stopped right in front of the exit. The unicorn was right. It was too small for his frame, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t force his way out. A snide grin grew across his face. An ethereal dark purple light grew in intensity from the palm of his hand, although it flickered like an angry flame rather than laze about like a spell orb. The creature pulled his arm back, ready to launch the orb at the entrance.

The young unicorn raised his brow in surprise. He scampered forward, trying to stop the self-proclaimed ‘king’. “W-wait what are you-?! No don’t!” He was cut when the chaos king smashed his fist against the wall.

A wide crack formed across the wall, spreading cracks throughout and destabilizing the structure. Even the spell they had all created to maintain the structure’s strength was starting to give way.

The young unicorn gasped in response. This creature’s power surpassed a dragon’s? “Oops, I shouldn't have held back too much.” He was holding back?! “Although I suppose I shouldn’t have underestimated the wall at the same time.”

The king reeled back his arm once again and smashed his fist against the wall, deepening the crater and causing cracks along the invisible barrier. He continued to pound at it, wary of the possibilities that could come with him using his full power so quickly, but he didn’t have to worry at all. THe barrier and the wall had both come down in just three extra hits. Five in total. The massive labs had just crumbled away with the last strike when the barrier collapsed, leaving a cloud of dust behind it.

Chaos King chuckled with enthusiasm, liking the results. Both the unicorn and the king turned around as soon as they saw the magic begin dissipating and crackling violently. “H-he punched the w-wall so hard that the m-magic is starting to distort…” the young unicorn whispered quietly to himself.

The creature smirked and stared at its fist. “I’m a little rusty, or magic is strong here. Either way it just means I need to work out and get the dust off this form.”

He lifted his other arm and smashed his fingers into the dirt. The purple glow returned, muffled by the brown bed it had entered, and the ground began to shake. The land began to split as the light grew further along the cracks like a pack of giant worms.

The young unicorn gasped and grabbed the creature’s arm. “W-what are you doing?!” He shouted again whilst shaking the appendage.

Chaos king began laughing loudly. “This, servant! This is how I’ll change the world!” He shouted with glee and laughter. He bolted, without warning, into the dense forest surrounding the ruins.

The red maned unicorn was surprised at how fast this abominable creature was. His speed was anathema to his size. Everything about him just felt [i[wrong. The stallion instantly knew why the king was running, or at least he thought he did, because everything became white and he lost consciousness.

Chaos King laughed loudly as he saw the shockwaves fling the stallion’s body violently forwards. The creature used his massive arms to catch and keep the young unicorn from harm as his massive body crashed through and destroyed many trees in the process. The entity tumbled on the ground a good several dozen feet until he was on his back, he moved his arms away from the servant to check if he was still alive. To his joy he was, to his disappointment he was unconscious. Chaos king looked up and smiled. There was a billowing plume of smoke rising to the sky from the ruins. He laughed wildly at the beauty before him.

“Ah, pain! Sensations once again! I yearn to explore the delicacies I have been offered once again.” He chuckles again as he stands back up, he feels the wind touch his flesh and graze through his silver mane.

Before he could leave he took this moment to breathe in a large amount of fresh air into his new lungs. It was a sensation he had not felt for a long time and he enjoyed it. He already knew that he didn’t need air to stay alive but still it was a welcoming sensation he missed.

Then he leaves the area with the unconscious unicorn in his arms.

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Canterlot
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This was the day, the day that Twilight would become a true princess, but, for an odd reason, she felt very uneasy. Moreso than when Canterlot was invaded. She was currently outside of the castle on one of the balconies enjoying the cool night air that ruffled her fur tentatively, but even this didn’t help calm her. She watched the night sky gradually shift into a solid black while the sun was rising from the horizon. Celestia was raising it slowly, probably because of the ordeal they had all gone through.

After 4 minutes, a soft, orange glow grew from the horizon. It was a beautiful sight and was something the young alicorn never really grew tired of seeing. An unintentional smile took away the nervousness and unease she felt, replacing them with a calm and warm demeanor accentuated by the heat the sun was giving her.

A white flash interrupted her relaxation, painfully blinding her and inviting a grunt when she covered her face. The sun never did that before. Risking opening her eyes revealed a rising plume of smoke tinted with an unnatural purple haze far in the distance. Several of the trees had been flung into the air and were crashing back down like hammers. Twilight was speechless. Her uneasy feeling had returned even stronger.

Twilight’s eyes widened and she braced herself as her body was suddenly hit with an invisible wave of pressure. It was strong, so strong that she actually skidded back. The mare didn’t like the wave that washed over her. It was likely that the princesses had felt it too and that there would be plenty of witnesses. The alicorn had heard of unicorns performing illegal and dangerous experiments in the forests. Perhaps this was one of them going awry.

The wave immediately disappeared; Twilight was shaken and her heart was pounding hard against her chest. That was a powerful shockwave despite it being so far. Just what in Faust's name were they doing?!

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3 hours later
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Three hours ago both Canterlot was in a state of panic after feeling the earth shake and hearing the massive explosion they thought they were under attack again. The princesses were quick to try and calm the ponies while the guards hurried about the city to check for any damages. The sky was eventually covered briefly by the plume of smoke that took a few hours to dissipate, letting everyone breathe more easily.

Celestia left her sister in charge of handling the inevitable wave of terrified and malcontent subjects, freeing her to accompany her guards to the purported site the explosion occurred at. The royal guards were dotted about the landscape, inspecting the debris and damages to the general area. The trees around had been completely destroyed, leaving behind just shards of their trunks and stumps and a scorched ground. Pegasi were scouting the area and surveying the ruins that had once housed several spell casting nights among friends and enthusiasts. All that was left now was a collapsed heap of rocks and plantlife. It wouldn’t be long when these ruins would vanish beneath the greenery, the princess thought.

“What do you have to report, sergeant?” Celestia asked.

A unicorn guard with a silver wing adorning his left shoulder immediately turned about and saluted. “Well, from what we’ve gathered so far, it seems that there was some kind of illegal ritual done here.” He became silent and looked around nervously. “I...we don’t really know what kind of ritual it was. We haven’t found anything under this ruined building apart from the mangled corpses of the unicorns here.” He pointed to several medics crawling out of a hole dug by the earth ponies with the corpses in tow.

“Were they killed by that explosion?” Celestia asked.

The guard shook his head. “No, your highness. They were killed by something more physical.”

Celestia raised a brow and looked to the smoking heap. “A summoning ritual? Binding ritual?” she wondered.

The sergeant shrugged. “I’m not sure. Like I said: We don’t know what they were doing here, and the items we recovered that weren’t completely destroyed pointed towards more harmless spells and the like.”

Celestia tapped the ground pensively. “So...they were performing spells that were forbidden, but mostly harmless at first?” She nodded to herself. “In such cases, doing them outside of Canterlot is somewhat acceptable since they won’t be hurting anypony.”

“And they accept the responsibility of their actions,” the sergeant added with a somber tone.

“Can I go into the ruins?” Celestia asked.

The guard shook his head. “I’m sorry, but they’re far too unstable for a pony with your...um...size? To be able to go in there and not get crushed by the collapsing debris.” He shrunk away the more he talked. Celestia’s eyes felt like burning daggers.

“Fine, but I’m going to survey the leftover magic from the outside,” she pouted.

Rubble and wood shards fell aside of her hooves, and the guards stepped aside when she came by them. Standing in front of the ruins, the princess could hear the stone screaming as it stood in place, dust acting like the sweat falling off its brow as it took all of its effort to not just crumble all at once.

The princess wasa quick to begin assessing the magic. With her eyes closed, she could drown everything but the surrounding magic out of her thoughts. Her body glowed with a bright golden light, and her horn became engulfed by a slowly rising spiral. The guards near her remained silent, watching her every action, both eager and terrified to know if she would find something. Celestia’s spell ceased, and she turned to face the remainder of the destroyed forest around her.

“This was a spell, but I don’t think the end result was what they wanted, judging by the corpses,” Celestia explained to the sergeant.

“What do you mean?” he asked her.

“They all died before they could bind whatever it is they summoned, or they simply didn’t know what the spell would do.” She pointed to the forest, along a trail of trees that had been pushed to the side. “Whatever they unleashed fled into the forest. I don’t know what it is nor if it’s intelligent, simply scared, bloodthirsty, or a various combination of all of these.” She turned back to the sergeant, a fierce anger permeating her features. “Send the pegasi to survey the area. I want to know what they find and where.”

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Deeper in forest
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A loud crunching sound followed by a loud ‘yelp’ had broken the natural silence of the forest. It was a Timberwolf that had its wooden head become nothing but smashed splinters. The dark magic permeating its being was not restoring its body. Rather, the dark magic was feeding the greater beast that had defeated it.

His maw was wide open and inhaling the magic like a vortex, and the king slurped it all down like a noodle. A soft green glow came from his body as he let his meal settle in. “A very delectable treat.” He chuckled. “Now then.” He dropped the unconscious unicorn on the floor. “Servant, wake up.” He lightly kicked the unicorn in his sides.

The young unicorn groaned in pain. Using his hoof to gently rub his ear to dull out the painful ringing noise, he was quick to tense up when he witnessed who was looking down at him with annoyance. He was going to scream, but the king anticipated and clamped the unicorn’s mouth shut with his hand. “Will you stop screaming for once?! I’ve barely come to this world and you're making so much noise!” The king sighed and dragged a hand across his face.” I will let you go, but scream once and your head rolls, understood?” The young unicorn nodded in response. “Good.” The beast let the pony’s mouth free.

The unicorn shook his head a bit then looked up at the king. “W-well you got me. W-what now?”

The King smiled and crossed all four of his arms behind his back. “Now, servant.” He chuckled and turned his back to the young unicorn. “We are gonna stop by my old hideout -if it still exists-, pick up a few things, then begin planning,” he chuckled loudly.

“W-what are w-we planning?” the unicorn asked.

Chaos suddenly appeared in front of the young unicorn frightening him in the process because that smile was in his face. “Take the world as my own you fool! Equestria is mine, the only king who should rule it!” The king shouted with glee again.

“W-Why though?” He paled as soon as the Chaos king glared.

“Why… I already said you welp it should be mine…”

“B-but I don’t understand. W-what do you mean yours?” he asked despite the glare.

“I mean it's…” Chaos King’s angry and proud expression melted away almost instantly. He couldn’t come up with a proper answer and started to think. The pony was right. What did the king mean by the world being ‘his’? The king shook his head and growled. “I-it doesn't matter. What is mine will be mine.” He stood back up at his full height. “Now I must ask, little unicorn. Is the country of Saddle Arabia still a thing?”

CO author the psychopath.
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