My Little Overlord: Harmony Desync

________________

Twilight smiled wide as she applied the finishing touches to her machine, with all the crystal projectors tuned in, the arcane spell matrix running smoothly, and the scrying cloud layers were focused onto her machine, everything appeared to be set up. “Almost there…aaaaand DONE!” With a flick of her telekinesis the final adjustments of the focusing crystal were made. The Lunar Festival was upon the small town of Ponyville, a marvelous, wonderful, and as Pinkie might put it “Super duper, ooper, looper all night, mega party!”

This relatively new celebration occurs every year, heralding the beginning of summer time. Said festival was to celebrate the night in all its beauty, with their one and only princess Luna making a special guest appearance. With her celestial powers she plans to showcase a marvelous meteor shower, followed up with a gorgeous constellation lightshow where she would make them dance for all of Equestria to see.

“About time Egghead! Didn’t you say that thing was ready? You've already tinkered with that dang thing like…a billion times!” Rainbow Dash floated over Twilight’s head, laying back on air while her cyan wings flapped effortlessly to keep herself airborne. She was never one for all these techno bobble thingies unless they had to do with a PON3-Phone. Twilight rolled her eyes at her friend’s whining, scratching a few check marks off on her maintenance list.

“It never hurts to be thorough Dash, it's the big night and the show is about to start in 5 minutes! Remember the Spring Festival incident with that half flanked fireworks machine?” Twilight’s brow furrowed and Rainbow Dash winced at the painful memory. Said memory was the time when the Flim and Flam brothers tried to set up a fireworks display for that evening rather than Twilight who had been out sick.

Thanks to a lack of safety measures combined with sloppy maintenance on their machine it went rogue, causing thousands of bits worth of damage to the marketing district. Needless to say that festival was filled with sheepish apologies from the bashful twins, and a REALLY frustrated purple Alicorn who had to do all the paperwork while sick in bed.

“Fair enough…uh…on a TOTALLY unrelated note that thing isn't gonna explode right?” RD laughed nervously, a bead of sweat trickling down her forehead. She could still remember that day, mainly because she had her flank literally roasted by one of those stray fireworks. Subconsciously she would run a hoof across her flank, shuddering hard before landing on all fours. Twilight again rolled her eyes before shaking her head, finishing the last of her thorough 34 maintenance check on her projector. Letting out a sigh of relief the rainbow bolt would give her princess and friend a salute. “Good, gonna get some cider with Flutters now, BYE!-”

With a loud whoosh of air the Pegasus launched herself like a rocket to Applejack’s cider bar much to Twilight's sha-grin, which by this point was now overflowing with patrons eager to get drunk off their flanks for the show. With all preparations made and triple checks finalized Twilight would give one of the many Lunar guards flying overhead a wave with her wing, signaling them to inform princess Luna to begin her great speech before the show.

The festival was taking place just outside town in a grassy field teetering on the border of the dark and dangerous Everfree, which thankfully was well guarded with magical barriers and guards. Strangely enough the mysterious forest was peaking in activity, Timberwolf sightings on the border, animals becoming a lot more fearful from what Fluttershy noted during her daily check ins with all her woodland friends, and more than a few increases in poison joke growth. Thankfully for thr citizens of Ponyville their resident Zebra friend took it upon herself to keep the nasty plants trimmed.

None of the more aggressive fauna were making moves on the town, the natural barrier keeping them at bay holding strong which was good. Amidst the sea of food carts, game booths, lantern lighting circles, and cider vendors, a sea of ponies began gathering before a massive stage with various blue and white lights shining down on starry blue curtains, causing them to glitter like the night sky that shined so brightly overhead. The mass murmuring, chatter, and chorus of playful foals running with sparklers was promptly broken by the magical speakers coming to life, with the announcer speaking in a cheerful tone.

“ALRIGHT EVERYPONY! Put your hooves together for the guest star of the hour no pun intended…our one and only Princess of the Night, the Maker of Stars, and The Constellational Artist, PRINCESS LUUUUUNA!” The crowd cheered, clapping and stomping their hooves into the earth in excitement. The curtains parted, revealing the sleek and angelic form of the Alicorn princess that had come so far from Canterlot to meet them all. Since her reformation from the dark times as Nightmare Moon, she had grown a lot. What was once a shy, socially awkward, and old minded princess had blossomed like a lotus beneath a hearth of friendship.

She stood tall, with confidence, and a smile on her face, greeting the crowd with jovial waves. Her horn flared up with magic, causing the various pyrotechnics to shoot showers of harmless colored sparks into the air on either side of the stage. Luna was garbed in a beautiful dress that hugged her tall and curvy form. The blue silk dress ran elegantly down her ample flank past her inky cutiemarks, with various sapphire gems dangling from the hem of her lavish attire as glittering tassels.

They complimented the bright white ribbon that snuggly tied around her waist, buffing up the navy blue fluff of her chest. Her mane blew in a non-existent breeze, blanketing the air around it in a nebula of realistic stars. Wrapped snugly around her neck and perched upon her fuzzy chest floof shined only the most prized jewel of Canterlot, the Moon Tear Diamond amulet.

With the opening of her massive wings the princess spoke in a loud, booming voice, one that had once imbued many ponies with fear. She didn't need a microphone to make her voice heard, using as it was more commonly known back in the day as her ‘Royal Canterlot Voice’. Her cheerful smile never left as she spoke, making sure all could hear.

“My little ponies, it brings me great joy to see so many of you here to celebrate this wondrous night, I must thank the weatherponies whom worked so hard to make this clear night possible, and to all the hard working ponies whom erected this gorgeous festival." The princess gestured to the colorful alleyways of booths around the stage.

"As many of you may have known in the beginning I was but a misguided soul consumed by malice and anger, I projected that upon you all in a disgraceful act that threatened to harm you all. However it is thanks to the Elements of Harmony that I was able to see the light and rejoin you all not as Nightmare Moon, but as Princess Luna.” The princess’s smile was warm, recalling the sweet embrace of her sister, and the kind, gentle, loving friendship that had changed her so much for the better.

“Therefore I request that you all give a round of applause to our elements! Applejack of Honesty, Fluttershy of Kindness, Pinkamena Pie of Laughter, Rarity of Generosity, Rainbow Dash of Loyalty and lastly Princess Twilight Sparkle of Magic!” Luna announced, causing the various spotlights on stage to shine in the center of the massive crowd, revealing all 6 elements in their heroic glory whom were wearing their respective gem necklaces, and the crown.

They waved to the crowd which had gotten into a jovial cheer, with Pinkie bouncing about, Applejack tipping her Stetson bashfully, Rarity fluffing her bedazzled mane for the flashing cameras, Fluttershy hiding behind her mane sheepishly, Rainbow dash zipping around signing autographs, and Twilight giving polite waves. The 6 were rightfully the stars of the show in that moment, savior's to not just their princesses, but the world itself time and time again.

“Now, for what you’ve all been waiting for, let the lunar sky dance show BEGIN!”

Off stage another light would beam down upon the festival's second surprise guest, a white unicorn mare with electric blue hair, slick hot pink shades, and a pair of bulky headphones. Her hooves rested on a flashing turntable that played its sick beats, riling up the crowd of excited ponies for what was to come. When the beat dropped Luna stomped a silver hoofshoe onto the wooden stage causing a burst of magical power to erupt from her glittering amulet.

Twilight, who at this point teleported to her station behind the crystal projector, began pressing various buttons. These began the process of sending down two massive crystal diamonds on either side of Luna. Both clear cut gems hummed with arcane power before projecting a clear image of the constellations to the crowd for those who couldn't see it so close to the stage.

Various iconic constellations miraculously moved about in the sky, bending to the Lunar princess’s will. Her horn served as the conductor for her power, and her astral beauty in the form of a breathtaking display of her abilities. Star ponies danced to the beat of the music, waltzing, twirling, jumping, and frolicking in the dark blue sky, with Luna swaying her brightly glowing horn left and right to command them all. Everypony present enjoyed the show, a concert and celebration to remember.

Ponies from Ponyville weren't the only ones enjoying the show, with the projector transmitting its magical signal to crystal balls across the entirety of Equestria for everypony to enjoy. It was going so well, the show went on for a good 30 minutes of songs, dances, even a few requests in the crowd. From constellational reenactments of Sombra’s defeat in the crystal empire, to the most recent events such as the great petrification of Cozy Glow as well as the other iconic villains the mane 6 defeated. This grand display would unfortunately be cut short in a major way that halted Luna in her tracks. Her horn had stopped glowing, her eyes glued to the sky with a mix of surprise and concern. Twilight was the first to see the princess’s face change, her amethyst eyes following Luna’s gaze upward.

Luna wasn’t performing anymore…yet the night sky was still moving.

(5 Minutes Prior)

(GORE WARNING)

The battle was long and hard, as the god drew his final breaths his smoldering gaze looked upon his killer with sheer hatred. Zeus, king of the gods, slayer of titans, lord of storms and lightning itself. His broken body laid slumped against the cracked marble of his throne, blood pooling from the mortal wounds that stretched across his god flesh. Standing before him with his hands clasped behind themselves in an authoritative stance was a man, no…a monster. With his busted lips the god spoke, blood and saliva splattering onto his slayer’s leather boots.

“You…mad fool…your lust for power, your desire to consume all, its sheer madness…you think killing me will be the end? There will be others, others who will…ngg…stand and fight, push back against your tyrannical rule…hhn…GLK…” Zeus clutched his gaping wounds, the deep gashes along his midsection were held together by the tattered remains of his armor and clothes. The application of pressure and cloth served as the only defense keeping his steaming innards within his ruined body. His labored breaths were wheezy from the ruptured lungs thanks to his shattered rib cage that had been roughly caved inward.

The fact that the old god was alive at all was a sick miracle that surpassed the divine itself. In the pools of blood the reflection of his assailant was clear as if looking into a mirror. He wore a crisp black cloak with various badges running along a silver sash. With onyx gloves he crouched to reach out, the humanoid helmet shining an amethyst light on the beaten god’s face. Had he any strength or intact limbs he would have tried anything to remove the filthy man’s advancing hands.

With one hand grasping Zeus’s bloodsoaked toga, and the other grasping its pin, he would remove the golden champion pin with the lord’s bolt engraved upon its golden surface. The glittering memento, a seemingly insignificant relic that held no power took the man’s interest, not the godly bolt discarded 50 feet away, not the riches that overflowed in the Olympian treasury, not even the weapons of the other gods whom he slaughtered just as barbarically as the king himself.

“Yea, hate to break it to you buddy, but no-one else is coming to stop me, not gonna lie…I wish you could have put up more of a fight if I at least pretended that coming here was a challenge. In the end your armies just couldn't handle the might of a few basic bitch artillery bombardments huh?" The man clicked his tounge in an almost disappointed manner.

"Not gonna lie…the first Zeus put up way more of a challenge than you ever could have hoped to reach…hell, you weren't even worth 0.10% of my real strength. It only took a few smacks to knock you off your high horse~” The man reached up with his free hand and pressed a button just above the temple causing the metal plates to shift and open, revealing the smug face of a young lad beneath.

His snow white hair was a messy clump, swaying from the rush of decompressing air escaping his armored suit. Removing his sash the dark warrior would reveal each and every individual pin he had collected, each one engraved with the symbols of a divine pantheon. The Egyptians, The Norse, The Mayans, The Chinese, The Catholics, and even…the Greeks? There was no mistaking it, Zeus was seeing an exact replica of his pantheon pin, a relic no other god or mortal could ever forge, a token of their existence in the universe. Zeus could even sense the lingering power of Olympus radiating from the pin already set upon his sash.

The fearsome warrior that was presented before the fallen god could only smirk as the puzzle pieces began to click in the old Olympian’s mind. “I-Impossible…how many…? How many times have you-GLK!” There was a wet and meaty SHLICK followed by a series of wet gurgles as Zeus’s throat was slit open ear to ear in gruesome fashion via a very sharp, hot, mechanical tail that moved faster than the superhuman eye could see. The god’s body went limp, his blue eyes slowly losing their godly glow, and in his final moments of existence could be depicted in his killer’s taunting voice.

“You? I've done this song and dance so many times that I’ve lost track…time is a fickle thing when it no longer has meaning for a being such as myself. Call me arrogant all you want but...you never really stood a chance in the beginning. I've taken your power so many times consumed, weaponized, adapted, MEMORIZED it to the point that I have more control and dominion over it than even you." To emphasize he held out his hand, letting arcs of amethyst electricity arc between his fingers.

"Remember these final moments Zeus as you slip into oblivion…remember my name, Dezmond…the new overlord of your reality.” Dezmond stood tall, his tail flicking to the side to splatter Olympian blood across cracked marble pillars. Armored boots clicked across the crumbling floor, passing the butchered corpses of these so called GODS. Without them in the way his rule was absolute. The countless worlds, the countless stars in the sky, the countless deaths all amounting to this very moment.

Earth was simply the last domino to fall in this universe’s inevitable conquest. With the pin resting between two fingers he would flick it into the air. Rather than clattering to the floor the Olympian pin would seemingly magnetize to the sash, fusing to the pin already in place. Yet another fine addition to the many others within his grim collection.

Dezmond descend the steps of Olympus, his helmet sliding back into place to let his visor shine on the destruction of this once mighty realm in the skies. He took a seat at the top of the steps and simply watched as the realm burned around him. Soldiers marched in the streets, those who resisted were lined up and subsequently executed in a barrage of gunfire.

“Sir…Harbinger reports across designated dimensional zones are in the green, infiltrator units have culled the masses, mortals have completely grown subservient to your rule. Dimension C-147-00045 is officially yours, shall I add this report to the archives?” The soft voice of a woman echoing within his helm, an artificial intelligence, his guide through thick and thin.

“No need Pwinx…just another day another reality…hnnn just ready my fragment to be inserted in my stead. There isn't any point in remaining here any longer. Ready the Dimensional gate for transport, recall all harbingers, its onto the next dimension I suppose, though I think first…I could go for a Big Mac-”

Jonathan clicked delete on the text file, folding his hands together before bringing one up to rub the bridge of his nose. Letting loose an exacerbated sigh he would follow it up with a lengthy moan of discontent. “My god, I can't believe I used to write this shit…the teenage, Mary sue, overpowered protagonist's angst is practically DRIPPING from this crap.” He scoffed, crossing his arms across his chest while looking at his recycling bin.

Jonathan had always been a writer, many of the people who commented on his work during his youth called it cool, when in THIS reality, it was anything but cool. Present day the man was 25, physically at his prime, and absolutely loaded with cash. He was no scrooge with his money however, making a great deal of investments that only boosted his wealth drastically later on.

Being a professional writer who sold many a series had its perks for lavish living. Looking back at his childish projects on Wattpad or Fanfiction.net made him cringe something fierce. Lord Dezmond, The Overlord, The God Devourer, The Slayer of Cosmic and Eldritch beings alike, the conqueror of countless universes, and absolute horny playboy, was Jonathan’s favorite and most cringe protagonist character during his youth. Originally it was going to be the tale of an emo and edgy demon prince, however as he wrote on, and as the likes, comments, and favorites came in, he became something so much more.

He gained more power than any protagonist ever should have in the palm of his gloved hand. It was only when a poll deciding later along the lines what ability he should gain that things escalated, with the people deciding that Dezmond should gain the Rick and Morty bullshit ability to leap through dimensions becoming what one negative commenter would dub him as “Anime Space Hitler”. To an extent he was correct, with this now near omnipotent being shifting more to a chaotic neutral anti hero, more than a simple protagonist hero that many come to know.

His design could only be described as a shabby One Punch Man oc that could do anything. With it becoming so wild and crazy with new fan submitted OCs getting involved as his hare- I mean harbingers, Jonathan had to write in a failsafe to at least give his character some form of a challenge.

His gaze trailed down the many files, giving each story a nostalgic fueled smile, one last once over. Overlord vs The Immortal Realms, Dezmond and The Rise of Cthulhu, Dezmond Slays the Marvel Universe, Dezmond Fresh From Hell, Angel Eater, Overlord in Equestria, Overlord and The Paradox King- wait. Jonathan’s eyes dragged up to the second to last title with an arched brow. “Overlord in Equestria…? When did I write this one…? Equestria...why dose that sound so familiar?”

For a moment Jonathan thought of opening the file to gaze at its contents. The story had no comments, no likes, not even a dislike. ‘Maybe I forgot to post it…?’ Before Jonathan could even think about opening the story the sound of knocking filled his rather cozy apartment home. Looking up from his computer it took a moment for his brain to process whom it might be before his eyes would shoot open in realization.

“Pizza for Mr. Jonathan Diez!”

Jonathan stood up from his seat, making his moves to begin walking from his living room computer, to the door. “I'm coming just a sec-FUCK!” Jonathan was sharply halted by the loose carpet beneath his chair causing him to suddenly slip back. With one flailing arm trying to balance and brace himself he incidentally spilled his open and lukewarm coffee all over his computer. His other hand grasped the keyboard, accidentally mashing a few buttons in the process…one of them being the ENTER key. What happened next was a blur, one minute he was trying to prevent himself from falling over, and the next he was falling in a sea of inky darkness.

Above him a vortex of crackling purple energy was visible, and through it was his apartment, drifting further and further away during his freefall descent. His fall into the sea of infinite nothingness was not a painless one, his entire body feeling as if it were engulfed in unquenchable flames. Jonathan tried to scream but no sound escaped his lips, the pain, the pain was unbearable, all that came out was garbled fits of jittered words that held no congruent meaning. Every muscle twitches, every bone felt like it was shattering, his organs being pulled around and reorganized while still being on the inside.

The more he fell, the faster his descent became, the darkness around him fading to that of prismatic pillars of rainbow light, reality breaking apart around him, forcing him through its cracks like a child being birthed into the world. Jonathan could see faces, some he knew, others he didn’t, he saw worlds burning, new ones being created, stars imploding, and others being made. Through the pain and torment he could hear it, a voice, one that echoed in his skull, bouncing, reverberating, speaking in an impossible language that Jonathan somehow could understand as it gradually searing into his brain.

“Go forth…the world is your playground…I summon you human as my vessel, my sword, and my champion, wield your power, mend the tethers, and stop the collapse, or all things will cease to be…”

*SNAP*

With a large snap and a crackling BOOM the world went white around Jonathan, relieving him of the agonizing pain, and allowing him the sweet release embrace of unconsciousness. Even so the last moments of dwindling consciousness was the view of an oh so beautiful night sky…and the cold whipping of air around him as he continued his rapid plummeting towards his new life..

Things are about to get interesting….I certainly know how to make an entrance

So stay tuned readers……