My Little Consciousness

by Creative Delight

Rating: everyone
Tags: Princess Luna, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Mystery, Other, Adventure, Random, Discord, Princess Celestia, Alternate Universe, Human, Main 6
Length: 2587

A little consciousness find it self in new place where she meet someone new

Where am I? who or what am I? why do I have these memories?
Life is a mystery because what makes life “Life” having a soul? Being a soul? Or is it having a living body? Or is it living your life with the meaning you give it? Or is life only life because of death at the end?

This is a short/one-shot. I really liked the story, so I am going to write more on Consciousness, learning what she does not understand anymore. Why “It” is who “It” is. So

I don’t know what genre I should give this story.

I also don’t know what groups to put it in.

Published 2021-02-10 18:00:01 UTC
Last updated 2021-07-15 01:03:46 UTC

Chapter 2 what do I see?

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Chapter 1: What is Life?

Author's Note

Heyo guys, this was a little story I made up on the spot when I was walking around my house doing nothing but fantasies, A thing I love to do as it makes my head able to make up stories better but only in my house. Funny how that works.

The space they are in time flows weirdly and just like how one’s consciousness can be. When we sleep, it does not feel like time is moving that much. When time moves slower outside, it moves faster.

The one word with “ ” in a sentence that are not a complete sentence are words she knows but doesn’t remember their meaning or use like in grimgar fantasy and ash where they remember words, but when saying them, it is like they a losing their meaning or just don’t have a meaning, to begin with as she as memories but no reference to them.

I do hope you will enjoy the story.

If you want me to continue this as bigger stories, then a One-Shot

Chapter 1: What is Life?

I was floating in darkness. Who was I? What am I? Where am I?

These memories I had were not of any help as I could not feel anything from them. What were feelings anyway?

What are memories? Things I feel like I remember, but I don’t.

As the things I could “remember” of these “memories” were to no help, I was left with only more questions.

What were these things anyway? The feeling of knowing and asking how or why I know just makes it harder to understand. Like words, it is like I know what it is, but I don’t remember what it is.

“Are you ok little one?” asked a voice from nowhere and everywhere.

“I Don’t know anything. I am confused. I feel like I need to know things, but the things I see just leaves me with no answer,” I tell the voice.

“I hear you. You are left confused as you know not what, who, or where you are. With images of what you were before but is left in a broken state.” I hear the voice tell me, Then I hear the voice say something to me again.

“you poor thing, I will gladly help you regain your sense of “you” if you let me, of course.” its tone was calm, making me “feel” calm.

“Who are you?” I asked the voice.

“First, let me help you to see” I could feel something entering me. I felt pressure around me.

“can you feel this, try to see with it, feel the energy and see by sensing it.”

I did as the voice said, and the darkness left me. A glowing orb was in front of me. I was sensing my self, and I was an orb as well. Her colors were blue with hints of so many others. Wait, “her,” why is “She”?

“Is this what we are?” I asked the orb in front of me, who started to glow and move as waves begin to form “her.”

“Yes and no, this is the form we take in this space.” She said to me.

“I am called Harmoney,” the ord said to me.

“Harmoney, that is what you are?” the voice or Harmoney “laughed.”

“giggles” “Yes and no, I am harmony, but I am also called Harmony.”

“What am I? what am I called?”

“you are a soul, a broken soul, it seems,” she said with a sad tone. I could see her colors lose their shine.

“Is that what I am called?” I asked her.

“no, that is just what you are a soul or a consciousness. What you are called is up to you. Do you want me to give you a name?”

“I don’t... know.”

“Then how about I call you Consciousness?” asked Harmony

I was thinking about I don’t really know, but her giving me a name makes me feel “happy” in some way.”

“I like it,” I tell her.

“very well, My Little Consciousness.”

I laughed at that, don’t why, but it made me happy in some way.

Over time as she taught me, I have learned a lot from her.

“Harmony, can I tell you something?” I asked her, a little concerned.

“Of course, dearie.”

“I have these memories or these Visions, I don’t know how to tell you as they are confusing, but I feel connected to them.”

“can you tell me what you see?”

“I see these creatures or things I don’t know what they are they walk on two legs and have “hands” I don’t know what these things are”

“hmmm,” “it sounds to me that you are describing a creature.”

“what is “creature?” I asked her

“creatures are a word to something of living matter mostly of blood. There are many different types of creatures in the world. Come over here, let me show you something” I was beside her when a thing popped up out of nowhere, something she called a window. I then remember window was a thing made out of “glass” that you look through.

“these are some of the creatures that inhabit this forest that I live in.”
She tells me a lot about all these creatures. Some are weird looking while others looked “cute” I really liked the one called a bunny.

She tells me a lot of what the forest holds, but then something interrupts us.

“Well, well well, what do we have here, a little lost soul” I then see a weird looking creature that has many parts of different creatures.

“Hello Discord, how can I help?” Asked Harmony

“well, I was in the neighborhood and thought I would come and say hi, but then I saw this little one here” – he then looked at me then back at Harmony – “I would never have thought you were the adopting type Harmony.”

“Things change Discord when you get old. You should know that as well.”

“oh, of course!” he exclaimed happily. He looked at me again. “Well then, little one, what is your name? Please do tell uncle Discord,” he says while doing weird stuff.

“I am Consciousness. What are you? Why do you not look like us? What is adopted and uncle?” I could only ask these new questions.

“Well, hello there, little Consciousness. I am a Draconequus. The names Discord Spirit of chaos and Disharmony” – he exclaims with glee as confetti sprays around him – “ and brother to Harmony. That will make me your uncle as she has taken you in as a child for her to care for, making her your mother, and don’t ask me where children comes from, that is a thing you take up with your mother.”

“The reason why I look normal is because I use chaos magic that can bend reality.“ he then picks up a round object from his side “oh, would you look at the time. I better be going. It was great meeting you, Consciousness, hope we can talk again have a chaosfull day both of you, bye.” and with a puff of pink smoke and he was gone.

“I hope you were not frightened by him?” asked Harmony

“He did not. I kind of think he was fun the be with.”

“he is, but he can also be a bit too much.”

“what is chaos?” I asked her

“it is a power of balance just like how I am order or orderly. I like calm and peace where he likes wild and loud. Not many like him, as no one likes what they have made to go wrong. He is a moving force in life, just like I. We are both needed to the world to create perfect harmony or perfect balance.”

“What is life?”

“That is hard to answer. I am alive while others world say I am not. Plants are alive so are all creatures. Life is only the meaning that you give it. and is also the thing before death. Even though we are not like plants or all the creatures in the world, we still live with the memories of what we are who we are and what we left before we fade.”

“As a broken soul, you already did, and that is why your memories are fragmented only by laying those fragments together with things of similarity can they give meaning like how I thought you about feelings, genders, and creatures as well as plants. telling me that you know them or remember them.”

“I am a broken soul is that not bad?”

“it is not. It just means you need to heal, to be put back together, and I will be here the whole time My Little Consciousness.”

A warm feeling was flushing over me. I felt happy I felt alive. Is the meaning of my life, being with her, with Harmony, with my... mother. A flash of some creature's face came to my mind. It made me happy it felt right calling her that. Yes, mother felt like the right word to see.

“Thank you, mother” her colors glowed brighter.

Chapter 3: Overwhelming.

I don’t know how long I was lost in myself. I wake to a fading and color-losing world. ‘What happened here,’ I look around, trying to see what has happened. I feel a feeling inside of me that I don’t like. A feeling of “panic.”

I started to scream for mother, trying to look for her. I spot her and run over to her. “Mother, what happened to you?” Mother was slowly losing color and was fading,

“My Little Consciousness,” Mother says in a quivering yet kind tone. “I'm sorry,” she says to me.

“Why are you sorry? what happened here?” I asked, “sadness” building up in me.

“I’m sorry I could not help you more, that I can not give you the knowledge and answers that you seek from these memories that you are making you suffer so much. I’m losing power, and something is draining me.”

“Is there anything I can do to help you, mother?” I try to hold myself from “Crying” this “Sadness” I felt was frustrating. Everything was frustrating. I know nothing every time I try to remember. It’s like it loses all meaning, and I hate it.

“Please don’t cry, My Little Consciousness. The answers you seek are out in the real world. You need to find your brothers and sister and bring them to me in the real world.”

Now in “Tears,” “I will, mother, please don’t leave me.” I say to her as a window opens up behind her.

“The world would be scary after being in this world for so long. But it is where you can learn and get answers to all your memories. I love you, my little Consciousness, but there are forces at play that I don’t even foresee.” Mother looks over to the window. “The world is changing for the better or the worse, but things as change that the world is out of balance. Now go find your siblings, find the holders and find the day and night.” Mother says as a surge of energy leaves her, and she screams in pain. I at the window, looking back at mother now crying.

“I will, mother, I will come back to get you, I will save you. I love you, mother,” I say as I walk into the window. I look back and see the window starting to act fussy and then vanish. I look to where the window was, where mother was. I then began to weep as I feel these new feelings overwhelm me.

Getting a little more control over myself, I start to realize the new form I'm in. I was looking like those two-legged creatures from my memory. I felt myself up, like my form and such this new form is different from the last form. I look around and see I'm in a forest of some kind. I stand up as I hear the sound of a River. Yes, a River. I felt joy from knowing a word.

I try to walk but am having a hard time as I felt and hit something. The feeling was too great. This Pain I felt was scary. It Hurt so much. I started to cry from the pain, sopping and screaming for my mother, again these feelings started to overwhelm me, and I hated it.

I stopped instantly as I heard a scary sound of a growl. I frantically looked around for the source and saw these big scary Wolfs. They were baring their fangs at me and growled while circling me.

“Please stop, don’t come near,” I say in a low and scared-sounding voice, almost swallowing it.

One of the wolves started to jump me. I close my eyes and screamed

”STOP.”

Nothing happened as I started to hear whimpers instead. Finally, I open my eyes to see the wolves with their tail between their legs and looking at me. I stand up, and as I stand, the wolf's back away from me.

“Can any of you show me a way out of here?” I asked, but most of the wolves back away further from me. Some even run away. This white one walked up to me, still a little scared, but so was I. the white wolf took note of this and moved slowly up to me, less scared.

My own fear is rising as the white one is getting closer to me but stops and sits in front of me with its tail waving, not happy but natural. It barks at me.

“you want to help me?” it barks a second time. I smile at it “thank you. Do you have a name?” it barks at me “your name is Snowball? That's a cute name. Nice to meet you, Snowball. My name is Consciousness. Please take care of me.”

I don’t know how much time has passed as we walked about in the forest, but we talked a lot. I learned many new things, and a lot of old things have also gotten some meaning to them. Snowball is a rather cute girl.

I also finally found a river so I could see myself in a reflection. I seem to be a blond small female of the two-legged creatures with blue eyes and white bunny ears on top of my head. I also have a fluffy tail.

It was about to get dark as I had a harder time seeing. Snowball found a little inclined of stone with a small space where we could sleep. I do feel very Tired after all these new things and experiences.

As I lay there on the Ground, I look up at the Moon. I started to tear up as I start to think about Mother and everything else happening to me and all these confusing memories I have. As I start to whimper, I feel something soft behind me. I look over to see snowball lying beside me, looking at me sadly. Roll over and hug Snowball.

I slowly fall asleep as everything that is happening is crashing down, making me so very tired.

“good night mother” I wisper
“Good night Snowball zzz” And sleep take over me.

Author's Note

Next up more exploration with Snowball. Hope you liked this chapter. Working hard on multiple chapters of my other stories as well.