(Gaster POV )

There have been many times in my lives were I made mistakes, some worse then others, some stick around where you don’t want them. Some pop up when you least expect it. I feel it’s fair to say life has a way to make those in its embrace to expect their own mistakes.

But I never called any of my children a mistake. Not one. I love all my children, whither I birthed them with a lover or with science, if I picked them off the streets or wither I meant to or not. I loved them, and never stopped loving them.

So when I saw this Chrysalis before me. My heart broke. She was the spitting image of my Daughter Mothra.

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I was elated to see I was right, these Changelings were my children as I thought. But… why… why did Mothra and the other Moth monster turn into this? Why did she look just like her?! WHERE WAS MY DAUGHTER!?

These thoughts came rushing in so face I barely had time to notice them, but the room certainly did. I’d lost the patience to hide my emotions and put on my ‘Mask’ long, LONG ago.

The changelings were all wide eyed and had been whimpering in my presences Bazel was no different. Blue was shacking and I was certain that metal rattling was Sentinel, shacking in his armor.

But I think Chrysalis was the worst, she was shaving in her throne, her legs brought up to her chest to be a protective shield, her arms wrapped around them as her eyes grew watery and her lips trembled. I saw the look of confusion and fear as well as sadness and hate all clashing in her eyes as she starred at our little group.

Without much ceremony or care I walked forward till I was just in front of her throne. “Tell me child… do you know who I am?”

She was still afraid that much was easy to see. But she gulped down her fear and sat in her throne properly before answering me. “No… but you seem familiar creature… who or what are you?”

Without missing a beat I answered in the only way that could confirm my suspension. “ ✋︎ ♋︎❍︎ ♋︎ ❍︎♋︎⬧︎⧫︎♏︎❒︎ □︎♐︎ ●︎♓︎♐︎♏︎ ♋︎■︎♎︎ ♋︎ ♐︎♋︎♓︎●︎◆︎❒︎♏︎ ♋︎■︎♎︎ ◆︎⬧︎♓︎■︎♑︎ ♓︎⧫︎📬︎”

(I am a master of life and a failure at using it.)

Those were the words told to me by one of those closest to my heart. The simple act of her eyes widening and her mouth dropping was all I need to know she knew not only my daughter… but of who I was to her.

Tears swelled in her eyes as she looked at my whole form in a new light, only so much desire for love can tell us. But those who have drowned in it could tell what she was thinking in that moment. Without care she stood from her throne and walked up to me carefully as if she would collapse if she stepped wrong.

“ ⑤︎♑︎❒︎♋︎■︎♎︎♐︎♋︎⧫︎♒︎♏︎❒︎✍︎”
(…grandfather?)

And with that the flood gates broke. I cared vary little what other would think or say, I leaned in and grabbed hold of her in a tight embrace one that she slowly but happily returned. Tears streamed down our eyes as we held each other. The room was still deathly quiet as I assume the rest of the room processed what was going on at that moment.

If only my love wasn’t so bitter. If only I could enjoy this feeling.

(3rd POV)

After the hug had ended the room slowly relaxed as the seemingly warm reunion continued. Bazel and Sentinel walked up to the two Blue still holding onto Sentinel as they watched them slowly separate.

“Grandfather… how is this possible… mother said you were dead.” Queen Chrysalis asked openly her throne room becoming abuzz with questions and gasps at this revile of information.

“I was never dead child. Locked away in the Void that has been my home for longer then should be allowed in such a dark place. Even now I feel myself at home there, but that is not important. Where is your mother, where is Mothra?!” His question sounding more of a demand but no one could fault him for it. Chrysalis for her part looked saddened and gazed down at her feet

“Mother… she passed… taken from us by the ponies of Equestria…” he answer came as a shock to the thee non changelings there, so much so that Sentinel spoke up

“That can’t be true! Our kind barley knew the changelings existed before the Canterlot wedding! And you say we killed your former Queen?!” His shout was met with angered hissed and confused glances from the changelings present, the guards of the room all pointed spears in his direction but chrysalis waved them off

“It’s true Pony, they killed my mother… and she and her kind were lost to us… the moth ponies were far better then any pony type to this day and it’s sin full that not only was it your kind to get rid of them but you also forgot they’re existence!” The mere thought that the ponies would do such a thing was baffling to Gaster, in fact he thought it impossible as well, the moth ponies were some of the most beloved monster types that existed. Believed to bring good luck and fortune to those who befriended them as well as having an overall beautiful look to them, Gaster remembers when he made them.

It was a complete accident, experimenting on void energies like with the core from his old home. He made a room that could house and trap the energies of the void allowing it to manipulate the area around it. A moth hive was found in the ceiling of that room and thanks to a faulty wire by the nobles who paid for its construction. It shorted causing a fire that burned a whole in the ceiling allowing the energies out and into the hive, unfortunately a pony was up there trying to fix the problem when the moths and energy collided. A small explosion occurred and in the aftermath they couldn’t find the pony. Believing he died the guards called off the search before Celestia found him, at the time she was still rather young and thought he was a fairy come to grant her wishes. The pony had changed. All memories lost his very identity lost. His body reduced to that of a child. His Pegasus body changed to that more of a moths with grey and light grey colors and moth like wings. His mind was fragile and so he believed Celestia when she told him what he was.

When Gaster found them playing in her room together he was astonished! Not only did the energy merge the two species it created a whole new person using the body of the former pony. This of course was kept secret so as to not cause a panic. Instead it was publicly declared that the pony died and this new ‘Moth pony’ was from the same void he was from granted blessings and life by Celestia herself. This of course met different results.

Many called him unnatural calling him and his kin ‘bugs’ or ‘zap flies’ as a insult, bug was rude but tolerable. But zap flies was down right awful, it spoke of how moths attracted to light would zap themselves to death off the lightning crystal that was invented to help control bug infestations. others thought he was handsome and beautiful. Fining his fur and wings warm and soft to the touch, his natural eye color would also be call captivating seeing as moth eyes has glowing pupils that shined what ever color they were. The there was that small group thought him holy! Believing he and his kin blessed by the sun goddess herself. Those freaks idolized them believing they were the keepers of light and of Celestia.

After a few years of learning his DNA Gaster was able to create more of his ‘KIN’ using Cloning techniques and Void Energies. As a result the moth ponies soon became a one of the few ‘Monster Races’ considering him their father but also Celestia as their mother due to her involvement.

At first there were only a few hundred made by Gaster but thanks to the “Natural” way of breeding as well as ponies developing romantic attachments to their new friends the moth pony population was as strong as the unicorn population numbering the few thousands. His moth ponies also had the strange effect of being mostly male, while the rest of the pony races suffered a birth effect of one stallion to every 8 mare the effect of the moths was actually the opposite with one mare to ever 8 stallions!

Of all the monster Races theirs was the most beloved and cared for and it was public knowledge who Mothra was and her seat as the leader of her kind. Even after they separated from Equestria to create a home for all ‘Monsters’ she was still quite active in Equestria and the Adopted sister of Tia and Lulu.

Gaster couldn’t believe it, it just didn’t make sense. How could this be the reality of events…

The obvious answer came slower then he liked but faster then he wanted. ‘It wasn’t’ this couldn’t be true, or at least the truth. Someone was hiding something, or something was being manipulated with out his knowledge. Clearly Chrysalis believes this to be true.

But that also begged the question, where did she come from? Or rather where are the changelings from? He didn’t make them, he didn’t evolve them. And to his knowledge he was the only one who could’ve. Unless…

“Did Mothra ever show you or tell you how to create a pony?” Gaster asked her. The sudden question made Chrysalis stop mid argument with Sentinel both mere inches from each other clearly having been shouting at each other while he was lost in thought.

“Wha-? Y-yes it’s how we’ve kept the hive going and growing dispute our lack of food and proper resources.” She said brushing her hair out of her face and behind her ear as she stood up straight. Now getting a proper look at her Gaster saw she was about the same night as Celestia. And her dress was torn around her lower thigh area, her blackened carapace skin was shiny and sleek as well as giving off aight green tint. Overall she was very beautiful.

Gaster smiled at her while noticing that Sentinel had looked away coughing into his fist with a small blush.

Chuckling to himself Gaster turned to her and continued “and you saw your mother die? She died in front of you?”

Shacking her head she replied “I was fairly far away but I saw from a distance as she was stabbed by ponies wearing royal guard uniforms! I know it was them!”

Now he knew it was a lie. Never not in a million years would Tia order or allow her guard to harm any of her siblings. Least of all Mothra. She and Mothra were inseparable as children and often chastised Lulu and Sith when they were up to no good. It was often a 2v2 with them but they all loved each other always.

Nodding he held out his hand to her. “Then let me prove you wrong my child.”

Hesitating only for a moment Chrysalis grabbed hold of his hand and watched as a strange shape took place floating above they’re hands “what’s this?” It looked like a upside down heart but it was light green with a tinge of pink in the center

“Your soul my child. Now watch as I prove you wrong.” Slowly the heart began to rotate as web like strings shot out above the heart slowly coming into existence.

As they built themselves up they slowly began wrapping around an invisible object. Slowly the threads surround this object till another upside down heart was visible, clearly see thought and faint showing it’s strain to appear before them indicating the individual was far away. The heart gave off a light blue and green glow “behold… your mother’s soul.”

(Meanwhile far away in an undisclosed location.)

Time stopped mattering in here. All that one could see was darkly lite stone, illuminated by torch light beyond cell bars, barley outside off our grasp. We watch as the darkness slowly creeps closer only to be pushed back by the light. This has been our fate for countless years. A fate we have been condemned to.

Until a soft light blue and green glow made itself known. Just in front of one of the cell occupants who looked up from the dirt and blood covered ground. The light shining and lighting the faces of those around it. Eyes flicker and shine with hope and joy seeing it appear. Especially the one it belonged to

“Father… welcome back.”
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Author's Note

Hello! Welcome back everyone!!!! Hope you all enjoyed this chapter! And I’ve got exciting news!!

Firstly I have a new Editor! Starting after the release of this chapter I’ll be getting Editing help from two individuals one is my vary own Girlfriend and a fellow Gaster lover Rezas please go give his stories a look when you have a chance. His work is really well done and I’m happy he reached out to me offering to help!

Like I’ve said I’m still new to the writing gig and I hope your all enjoying it with me, help like Rezas is greatly appreciated cause I don’t know what I’m doing half the time 😂😅

Also let’s hear it for our winners for the OC contest

Rezas asked for his OC to join the fun

We also have a OC joining us from XextrahandsX

And finally a OC from BlushCookie!

I’ll be presenting the OC as they arrive naturally in the story I hope you’ll all enjoy these OC I certainly think they’re cool!

And finally before I go here’s a bit of art depicting what the Moth ponies look like (spoilers this is Mithras intended image)

Again I don’t own any of this art and please show your love and support to the arties!