Pharanx awoke in his lavish quarters, the remnants of his dream still lingering in his mind. The room was bathed in the soft light of the moon, a reminder of the world he now found himself in.

As he sat up, stretching, the memory of the dream tugged at him. The presence – it had felt ancient and powerful, yet distant. But now, in the wake of wakefulness, it was slipping through his fingers like mist. He frowned slightly, his thoughts a labyrinth of contemplation.

Remembering the day that had passed, the duel with Princess Luna, and the discussions with Princess Celestia, he found himself intrigued by the enigmatic realm of Equestria. Despite the unexpected challenges and the strange camaraderie he had shared with the princesses, there was something that stirred within him, a curiosity that demanded satisfaction.

With a fluid motion, he swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood. His movements were unhurried, his demeanour the epitome of calm and poise. He walked to the large window, gazing out at the moonlit landscape of Equestria. It was a world so different from his own, yet it held a certain allure. His own world, while beautiful, was beautiful in its own way. While Equestria had incorporated the nature of the world into its way of living, the Tyraxian Imperium had instead seized nature and made it bend its knees. Made it Obey.

He stood before the window for a while longer, lost in thought as the moonlight bathed his imposing figure. He stood like that for a few minutes.

As he turned away from the window, a sudden burst of chaotic energy rippled through the room, shattering the tranquillity of the moment. Pharanx's eyes narrowed, his senses immediately alert to the foreign magic that had just intruded. Before he could react, the very fabric of space seemed to twist and contort, and in an instant, a figure appeared before him.

The newcomer was unlike anyone Pharanx had encountered before. Tall and lithe, with mismatched eyes and a twisted grin that bespoke a mischievous nature. He wore a chaotic ensemble of mismatched items, his appearance reflecting the very essence of disorder.

"Well, well, well! What have we here?" the newcomer chimed, his voice dripping with a playful tone that belied the potential danger he posed.

Pharanx regarded the figure with a mixture of curiosity and wariness. "And who might you be?" he inquired, his voice laced with an air of authority.

The figure's grin widened, his eyes sparkling with a strange gleam. "Oh, just a humble bringer of chaos, a master of mayhem," he paused dramatically, "-Discord, at your service!"

Pharanx's brows furrowed as he assessed the newcomer, his mind processing the information. "Discord? A fitting name for one who appears to thrive on disorder."

"Ah, I see we have an observer of character here!" Discord's grin only grew wider. "And what might I call you, grand ruler of... wherever you're from?"

"Pharanx," came the curt reply, the weight of millennia of rule evident in the single word.

"Pharanx, Pharanx, hmm, not a name that rings any bells," Discord mused, holding a bell with his clawed hands. Even as he shook it, it didn't chime. "Though that's not really your name, is it?" Discord leaned in closer, watching Pharanx' uncaring eyes for a moment before springing back, like a spring. "But that's not important right now! What is important is that you, my dear Pharanx, are now part of Equestria's little tale of chaos and friendship!"

Pharanx regarded Discord with an unimpressed expression. "Tales of chaos and friendship? Quite the combination."

Discord's grin faltered slightly, as if he hadn't expected his words to be taken seriously. "Well, of course! It's the essence of this world, you see. Harmony, chaos, friendship, magic, all intertwined like a delicate web."

"Harmony and chaos, two opposing forces," Pharanx mused, his gaze drifting back to the moonlit landscape beyond the window. "And yet, you claim they coexist in this realm."

Discord's eyes twinkled mischievously. "Oh, they do! That's what makes it so much fun! The Elements of Harmony, you know, the ones those mares represent. They're meant to keep me chaos in check, but it seems like they need a little nudge to remember their true purpose."

Pharanx raised an eyebrow at Discord's words. "Elements of Harmony, you say? A counterbalance to your chaos?"

"Exactly!" Discord exclaimed, snapping his fingers to conjure a scale and then placing a rubber chicken on one side and a slice of chocolate cake on the other. "A delicate balance that can easily tip in either direction. But don't you find it all a bit... predictable?"

Pharanx's gaze remained steady as he regarded Discord's antics. "Predictability and chaos are not synonymous. Chaos can take many forms, some of which are not entirely unpredictable. Though I assume you mean in regards to chaos always losing?"

Discord's eyes widened in mock surprise. "Well, aren't you a philosopher? But I digress! I heard you had quite the duel with Princess Luna. How did it feel to be on the receiving end of a little magic, Lord Pharanx?"

Pharanx's lips quivered in a faint smile, acknowledging the jest in Discord's words. "Princess Luna possesses considerable skill, there's no denying that. But it takes more than magic to challenge me. Especially with how inefficient her spells were… so much wasted magic."

Discord's grin turned sly. "Oh, I do love a bit of confidence! But it's not just about power, you know. It's about embracing the unexpected, the twists and turns that make life interesting."

Pharanx's expression returned to its impassive state, though a spark of curiosity glinted in his eyes. "Interesting, indeed. And what do you hope to achieve by introducing chaos to Equestria?"

Discord's posture shifted, his chaotic form swirling in a display of vivid colours. "A little shake-up, a reminder that life isn't just about following rules. It's about enjoying the ride, even when things don't go as planned."

Pharanx's gaze remained fixed on Discord, his own contemplative nature engaged. "Rules and order serve a purpose, just as chaos does. A world without structure can devolve into anarchy."

"Ah, but rules can also become stifling," Discord countered, his tone turning more serious. "And too much order can lead to stagnation. Balance, my dear Pharanx, that's the key."

Pharanx's thoughts churned as he considered Discord's words. "Balance... a concept I am well acquainted with. In my own world, maintaining balance between power and governance is essential."

Discord leaned closer, his tone conspiratorial. "But what about personal balance? Have you ever wondered what it's like to let loose, to embrace the unexpected?"

Pharanx's gaze flickered, his expression revealing a hint of something dark beneath his godly exterior. "I have known many forms of power and responsibility. But letting go, embracing chaos... it is a concept I have rarely entertained." There was an edge behind Pharanx' voice.

Discord's grin returned, triumphant. "Well, then, Lord Pharanx, perhaps it's time for a little change of pace. Embrace the chaos, even just for a moment. You might find it more liberating than you expect."

Pharanx's gaze held steady, his contemplation deepening. He countered Discord's argument. "I could also simply slay you where you stand, remove any evidence of it. It would be so easy.” Phranx had doubts he could actually do it, knowing that his powers were greatly diminished when he was thrust into this world.

"Oh, come on, where's the fun in that?" Discord retorted with a playful tone.

Pharanx's gaze remained fixed on Discord, the two of them locked in a silent battle of wits. The room seemed to hold its breath, the tension between them palpable.

Discord's eyes sparkled with mischief as he leaned in, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Sure, you could erase me in an instant, remove all the chaos I bring. But think about it, Pharanx—wouldn't that be a tad bit... boring?"

A faint smile tugged at the corner of Pharanx's lips, the hint of a challenge in his expression. "Boring, perhaps. But predictability can have its advantages."

Discord's grin widened, and he waved his paw in the air as if conducting a grand symphony. "Ah, predictability, the steady rhythm of life. But don't you ever crave a little improvisation, a touch of the unexpected?"

Pharanx's gaze softened, a fleeting glimpse of longing crossing his features. "There is a certain allure to the unknown, I will not deny it. But chaos can be a double-edged sword, as unpredictable as it is enticing."

Discord's playful demeanour shifted, his voice taking on a more earnest tone. "You're right, chaos isn't all rainbows and cupcakes. It's messy, it's wild, it's like a tripple layered, double frosted, vanilla, brownie fudge cake!" Pharanx raised an eyebrow at Discord's antics. "-But that's what makes it so thrilling. It's like a splash of colour in a monochrome world."

Pharanx's gaze turned contemplative, his eyes wandering as he weighed Discord's words. "A splash of colour... an enticing proposition, even for someone who has stood as long as I have."

With a flourish, Discord conjured a canvas out of thin air, splashing vibrant hues across its surface. "Imagine it, Pharanx. Diving into the unknown, even if just for a moment. Liberating, exhilarating, and who knows what you might discover about yourself."

"I know why you came before me," Pharanx began, his tone steady and perceptive. "You fear me, fear that I will easily stop you, Discord. You are right to fear me, but I find your offer... enticing." He paused, his gaze piercing through the chaos around them. "However, in return, you must explain your magic to me. It is… different from the chaos magic I know.”

Discord's expression shifted, his eyes narrowing slightly as he regarded Pharanx. "Ah, the great ruler sees right through me," he said, his voice a mix of jest and sincerity. "You're not wrong. Your power is formidable, and I can sense the weight of your age and experience. But fear? Well, that's a complicated thing, isn't it?"

Pharanx inclined his head, acknowledging the complexity of the situation. "Indeed, fear is often entwined with understanding and respect."

Discord leaned against an imaginary wall, his chaotic form morphing as he assumed a more composed demeanour. "As for my magic, it's a bit like... conducting an orchestra of randomness. Chaos and creativity melded together. I twist, I turn, I bend reality just enough to shake things up."

Pharanx's brow furrowed in thought. "An orchestra of randomness... intriguing. It is a stark contrast to the structured spells and magic I have known. But tell me, what are its limitations? Every magic, even chaos, must have boundaries. I only know of one type that does not"

A wry grin played on Discord's lips as he tapped his chin. "Ah, you are absolutely right. Chaos may seem wild and limitless, but even it has its rules. It's like... controlled chaos, if you will. I can't just snap my fingers and make the sun rise in the west, you know? It might rise in the north or south! I give it a direction, and the magic does the rest."

Pharanx nodded, appreciating the explanation. "Controlled chaos... an oxymoron, yet it makes sense. And your appearance here, the disruptions you have caused, are they part of your orchestrated chaos?"

Discord's eyes gleamed mischievously. "Oh, absolutely! Think of it like a cosmic art project. I drop a splash of chaos here, a dash of mayhem there, and then step back to see what patterns emerge."

Pharanx's lips quivered in a rare moment of amusement. "A cosmic art project, indeed. And your interactions with the mares representing the Elements of Harmony, are they part of this project as well?"

Discord shrugged, a casual gesture that belied the significance of his actions. "You could say that. Those six represent the core concepts that keep Equestria in check, and they sometimes need a little... reminder, a gentle push to remember the importance of unpredictability."

Pharanx folded his arms, his demeanour contemplative. "And your role in this grand tapestry? What do you gain from tipping the scales of balance?"

Discord's expression grew thoughtful, his eyes gazing into the distant chaos as if contemplating his own motivations. "What do I gain? Well, for one, entertainment. Watching the drama unfold, seeing how characters react when their carefully constructed worlds get a little jolt. But there's also a sense of... purpose. Just like order needs a touch of chaos to thrive, chaos needs a hint of order to make sense."

Pharanx absorbed this information, his gaze turning inward as he pondered their conversation. "Entertainment and purpose, intertwined like a dance between two partners. Your philosophy certainly challenges the conventional." He walked back to the window, gazing out into the gardens, his gaze fell upon a statue depicting Discord, his gaze fearful and arms trying to protect himself.

“You are not even here and you have already come to make sure I do not do anything against you.” Pharanx noted, feeling the power emanating from Discord’s statue.

Pharanx barely noticed Discord flinch at the observation. Discord's voice, though still light and playful, carried a hint of self-awareness. "Ah, caught that, did you? A little artistic expression on the side, you know. Just to remind myself that even chaos has its moments of uncertainty."

"You lost to the ponies… the power encasing you in stone is similar to those gems and that rainbow laser… was that the elements then?" Pharanx's voice carried a note of intrigue, his eyes locked onto the statue before him.

The distorted voice seemed to resonate from within the statue, carrying an air of bemusement. "Ah, sharp observation, Lord Pharanx. Yes, indeed, those are the Elements of Harmony you're referring to. Wait, you’ve faced the elements? And nothing happened?” Discord was surprised to say the least.

Pharanx let out a chuckle. “They attempted to pry through my memories, no doubt trying to figure out whether I was a friend or foe… I turned that attempt against them, though they stopped before I could reach them.

Discord’s manifestation leaned back, the very essence of his form exuding intrigue. "Now that's a twist I didn't see coming. Quite the feat, my dear Pharanx, outfoxing the Elements of Harmony themselves."

Pharanx's gaze remained fixed on the statue, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes. "Unconventional times call for unconventional measures, Discord."

Discord’s grin widened, his eyes gleaming. "Touché, Lord Pharanx. It seems this exchange is full of surprises on both ends."

“Indeed, though, back to matters at hand. Seeing as your explanation of your magic also has given me insight into this world's magic in general… I accept the deal. I will not attempt to stop you or your chaos once you free yourself. Of course, this deal only stands so long as no harm comes upon those I would call friends.”

Discord would stand up straight, doing a mock salute. “No harm shall befall them!” And thus, with a snap Discord’s manifestation disappeared.

Pharanx looked up, a runic symbol was carved into the very air above him, a rune which made sure anyone else would never see Discord or himself talking, all they would see was himself staring out into the night. Pharanx let the rune disappear before turning towards a corner.

“State your business, I know you reside within the shadows so you might as well reveal yourself.” A minute went by after he spoke, before a figure walked out of the enshadowed corner.

Before Pharanx stood a pony unlike any he had seen in Equestria. Her coat was a soft, light grey, and it appeared extra fluffy compared to the average pony. What truly set her apart were her distinctive features. She had bat-like wings neatly folded on her back, and a singular, tiny fang peeked through the right side of her mouth. Her eyes were slitted, reminiscent of a snake's, and tufted ears added to her unique appearance. Her mane and tail were both a striking dark blue, adorned with elegant light blue stripes running through them.

As she began to speak, her words were abruptly cut off as Pharanx, unable to contain himself, swiftly embraced her. The unknown thestral, her guard training instantly kicking in, attempted to squirm out of Pharanx's grasp, even attempting to reach for her weapons, though the tight embrace limited her movements.

"By the Arcane! You are the most adorable and most fluffy creature I have seen!" Pharanx exclaimed with genuine delight, his face buried in her chest fluff. He proceeded to rub his cheek affectionately against her fluffy chest, completely enamoured by her unusual appearance.

The thestral, caught off guard by this unexpected reaction, found herself in a rather unique situation. She had expected many things from this assignment, more discrimination which her fellow thestrals were prone to, some insults, maybe even a call to the other guards and that is if she even showed herself! She had never expected to be spotted, and even less so to now be handled like some kind of plushy.

To her further embarrassment, a knock came upon the door, quickly followed by a, “Come in” From Pharanx.

A guard proceeded to open the door, only to blink in surprise at what he saw. Captain Nightshade was held in the guest’s arms, though she tried glaring dangerously at the guard, it was ruined by the large blush on her muzzle as well as her embraced in his arms.

“What is it, guardsman?” Pharanx spoke, completely unfazed by what was happening.

“Th-the princesses invite you to breakfast with them and the element-bearers, sir!” The guard tapped into his training and stood at attention as he spoke.

“Great! Let's go.” Pharanx walked past the guard, Nightshade still in his arms.

Nightshade, still with a blush on her muzzle, decided to resign to her fate and simply let herself be embraced, not because it felt kind of nice to be embraced like this, nope, not at all.

Coming up to the princesses private dining, the two guards standing at either side of the door had to do a double take, as they witnessed Pharanx walking up with the captain of the night guard in his grasp.

“A word of this and you’ll be on latrine duty for a month!” Nightshade yelled at them, shame clear in her voice.

Pharanx ignored them and instead opened the door.

As he entered with Nightshade, he found the long table adorned with a lavish spread of breakfast food, and already seated were Princess Celestia, Princess Luna, and the six bearers of the Elements of Harmony. Pharanx's presence was met with welcoming smiles and nods from those present.

These smiles and nods quickly became looks of confusion as they saw Nightshade still dangling in Pharanx’ grip.

“Pharanx, might I ask why is it that you have Captain Nightshade in your grasps like that?” Luna inquired, trying and failing to hide the amusement she saw in Nightshade’s predicament.

“She’s fluffy.” Was all Pharanx said in turn, finding a seat besides Princess Celestia, sitting down with Nightshade, who was even more beet red now..

They all then proceeded to eat, the elements speaking amongst each other, though Pharanx couldn’t miss the underlying attention they all had towards him and Nightshade, while he ate some eggs on bread. Some bacon was also placed on his plate, however he had offered those to Nightshade, so she was currently gnawing on them happily.

Putting down his cutlery, Pharanx folded his hands on the table before speaking. “I can practically feel it in the air, the amount of questions you all wish to ask me, so… please do ask away.”

The elements all looked at each other for a moment, deciding which of them were going to begin.

Luna decided she was going to ask the first question, “The magic you used during our duel, never before have I witnessed anything, nor felt anything like it, what sort of magic did you use?” Though Nightshade was still chomping on her bacon, which for some reason never seemed to dwindle, her ears perked up, indicating she was also listening.

Twilight Sparkle, the diligent scholar, was quick to prepare parchment and quills to document the response. Her eyes sparkled with anticipation.

Pharanx regarded Luna curiously for a moment. “Truly? With your culture of magic I would have guessed you would have discovered Arcana.”

Twilight decided to join in this time. “Wait, are you saying that there’s a third type of magic?!” She exclaimed, her eyes wide, and her parchments momentarily forgotten.

“I thought there was only one type of magic?” Rainbow Dash asked, having finished her breakfast quickly.

Twilight shook her head, “There are two types of discovered magic, active magic and passive magic. While every creature has magic-" "Wrong.” Pharanx interjected, Twilights right eye twitching for a moment before continuing. “-While every discovered creature has magic, only unicorns are actually capable of using active magic, while for example, earth ponies and pegasi use passive magic, earth ponies use it to manipulate plant life while pegasi use it to fly and manipulate clouds.” Twilight had entered lecture mode.

“Not every creature has magic, while I am quite certain every creature on this planet holds magic… which I believe is due to theincredible amount of it all over the planet. Not every planet holds that amount, my subjects don’t all have access to magic for example. Next question?” Pharanx looked around at the others.

“Twilight, I am guessing you wish to know about Arcana?” Pharanx asked as he looked towards her raised hoof. His question was answered by an eager nod.

Pharanx closed his eyes and put a hand to his chin in thought. “Ok, think of magic as a state of matter. ‘Passive’ magic as you kindly put it, Twilight.” Pharanx opened his eyes and indicated to Twilight, who was currently using her magic to write on a notepad she had floating besides her. “‘Passive’ magic is a solid, it is hard to manipulate and takes the most amount of 'mass' to fill a room."

Looking around, Pharanx noticed only Twilight, Celestia and Luna were following. Though he noticed that the pink one, Pinkie if he wasn't wrong, was still bouncing in her seat and nodding along.

"It has one given function, and you can not change that so easily. Second, we have the liquid, or 'active' magic. 'Active' magic can change its shape and size and takes less mass to… fill in a room, as it were."

"Question!" Came Twilight, interjecting. "What do you mean, 'fill in a room'?" She asked, tilting her head as she wrote from her notes.

"Good question, it is a simplified way of saying it takes less amounts of mana for it to do the same function as 'passive' magic!"

Twilight made a small "Ah!" Before quickly writing in her notes.

"Lastly! We have Arcana, or arcanum, depending on who you ask. Arcana is the gas in this instance, it is easy to manipulate with the right tools and again, takes much less mass to fill in a room. Now that is not to say Arcana can do all that magic can and vice versa. Another way you can see it is that magic is a more polluted form of Arcana with its own quirks and improvements."

"Like what?" This one came from Luna.

"Magic can more easily be taught and is better at fine manipulation. Now I believe that is enough about Arcana, next?"

Looking about, Pharanx spotted Fluttershy, shyly having her hoof in the air.

Smiling reassuringly, Pharanx nodded , "Fluttershy?"

"Uhm, d-do you m-maybe have any p-pets? If you don't mind me asking." Though she was more at ease with all her friends, Fluttershy was still very shy around the self-proclaimed god.

"Why yes! I actually have two, a beautiful and majestic Phoenix-" Celestia perked up at that. "-and a dragon."

Twilight furrowed her brows at the prospect of having a dragon as a pet, thinking of Spike, who she saw more as a younger brother.

“Here, let me show you,” Pharanx stated, before tapping his hand on the table, a large arcane circle appearing on it. This was followed by yelps as Applejack, Rainbow Dash and Rarity reared back from the breakfast they had been eating. The runes upon the arcane circle would spin around before locking in place, and two small beams of light would emerge from its center, from one of them came out a beautiful crimson red phoenix with tangerine tipped wing feathers. From the other came out an adorable black dragon, mid yawn, revealing a purple glow from within its maw. From the back of its head extended small spines with purple glowing spots.

Nightshade, who had been gnawing on some bacon which seemed to regrow everytime she took a bite, not that she was complaining, finally pulled her attention from her bacon and stared at the two creatures on the table.

The dragon looked around boredly, before fixing its gaze on Pharanx, raising an eyebrow when spotting the thestral. “Master, why did you summon me this early? Also, why are we surrounded by ponies? And why are you cuddling with one of them?.” The phoenix would land on Pharanx’ shoulder, nuzzling his cheek.

“Everyone, meet Xenia, ex-queen of dragons, and Yrelia, the phoenix king.”

Author's Note

I still live!
Though I am quite slow in my retellings.
You may be able to see I am experimenting with my writing style, please do leave feedback!

Excuse you! I am not boring!

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