Dragoon Legacy

Author’s note
Just a quick note, when Luna starts to read just listen to this to get in the same mood I was when writing this mini chapter.
this is made to make you think while you read
I already made the list just for you
This is the first of two mini chapters

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It was a rather busy night in Canterlot. Tonight it held a festival, giving a very welcome feeling through the streets, filled with happy ponies celebrating the holiday. Fireworks were seen making their way into the sky, exploding into several fragments that ranged all colors in the rainbow. The foals and the fillies were overjoyed by this show of bright lights that filled the night sky. The aroma of various sweets lingered on the air. The high society, in their balconies, gazed the life that emanated from bellow while the simple folk went around from street to street, filling the city with the life it held. It was a truly a night to enjoy and remember, one of many happy nights they always had… with few bad things to remember from past history.

It was always like this in Equestria… nothing really bad happened. It was almost like a dream, even when it became a nightmare it was only there to scare and nothing more. But this world wasn’t always a paradise. There were times that blood had been spilled and incidents occurred that involved the death of some. But overall it was on very few occasions that tensions between races grew to the point to take those drastic measures. The main reason? They feared the wrath of the goddesses.

They knew full well that underneath those kind expressions and their low profile, the twin alicorns held an immense power. Power that created them and… power that could easily destroy them.
Alas this was far from an option to the sisters that shared this immense power.

They both held the oldest memo in the universe, the only gift they received from ages before them. It was the only window to what was before it was.

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The Princess of the Night was looking to the writings imprinted on the walls of this forgotten place… the place where they came to be. Luna remembered that the walls were empty on the first day and it only held a single writing, in the central circle that represented Equestria… the memorial of the universe told by an unseen force, engraved in a large stone that slept on the ground. She began to read, whispering to herself, trying to revive the words on her and taking to slow melody the crystal was pulsing.

“Long have we existed…
Since the beginning of what did not have a beginning…
We were the first of none and the last of all…
We were what we were…

Eons we passed by while we devoured each other…
Balancing the cycle…
Through creation and destruction, good and evil…

Replacing the past…
Making way into future…
Through the ways of the present…

We grew together but could not touch each other…

We were many
but we were alone…
We were all
but we were nothing…
We were close
but we were far…

So we searched among ourselves for a fit solution…

We made what could not be made
Silence…
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They were what we wanted them to be…
Void from good and evil…
Void from creation and destruction…

They defined our lines so we could coexist…

For countless eons we basked in each others
Separated by our creation but closer to ourselves…
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Time flowed into us as they grew…
Unbalancing the cycle…
Entering in our domains…
Silencing our rules…

Order ceased to create…
Chaos ceased to destroy…
We were ceasing what we were…

So we had to undo what was undone…
*
Our efforts against them were none…
Our powers silenced…
Our rules broken…

They kept defying us…

We had to silence them…
*
Against Fate, we made a terrible choice that offered no choice…

With one last creation
We lured them…

With one last destruction
We erased them…

The stars screamed while the sky stood still…
The silence filled while the souls were emptied…

Tears that could not be seen, spilled into nothingness
Cries that could not be heard, consumed by the void…

We had erased them from the universe…
All of them…

No Silence nor child was spared…

Nothing could bring them back any longer
For we had changed the rules of what we were…

Tears of dimensions would be seen while they cry for redemption
Souls that tried to escape the rift screamed for their lost ones…

And torment found its way into us…
For the crime that we committed among our own…
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Fate spared little…
But with what little it was…
We made what it had to be done…

With the last of our creation we preserved them among the stars…
As their last legacy…
And our redemption….

They cried for help and we ignored them…
They sacrifice themselves for aid and we denied them…

We could consider ourselves as their creators…
We could consider ourselves as their gods…

But we could not consider ourselves as their progenitors…

We are Chaos and we are Order
We are not evil nor good, we are what we are…

But we regret what we did…

So we sleep inside of this land…
Attuning our deeds in our last embrace…
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As our final creation born from the destruction, we hope that you do what we failed to do…

Be the light and be the dark
As Order would wish...
And it shall bring the skies and the stars
As Chaos would want…

You are the children of four…

Born in two different times
Of two different ways
On two different worlds...

But, in many ways, born for the same…

Fate will be your mentor, as Time and Nature will be your parents
Learn what has already been taught, and see what has already been seen…

For one day you will cease to be alone
And you will find your way among yourselves…
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As for our last gift, we give you what you already have…

The power to create…
The power to change…
And the power to destroy…

Be what you must
But be what you will…

The children of the day
The children of the night…”

The last part of this immemorial memo was what kept Luna thinking why the term children instead of child. She could be seen as the child of the night and the dark and her sister the child of the day and light… but they were not children of the same. The walls told them that.

As time went on, Luna and Celestia found that writings would appear in the walls, registering important details among their evolution in time. It was only after they made the world as it is, the room sealed shut from the world and only allowed the sisters to come inside. At that time the walls were filled but certain stones.

At one of the walls were four stones that looked almost like tall mirrors. At the beginning they were completely gray and didn’t reflect any images but when Celestia and Luna found their special talents, two of the stones changed their colors. One reflected white with shades of pink while another reflected lavender tones with shades of blue.

At first they thought the last two stones were made for their evolution since Celestia was placed in the stone that was labeled “Day” and next to her was a stone labeled “Sky”. Luna was on the one labeled “Night” next to “Stars”.

The princess went to the far side of the chamber, opposite to the sealed door to see the stones. She took a good look around them. Countless writings that neither Celestia nor her had the time to read. Separating her stone from her sister’s was a little column with several writings. Almost at the celling was a small title.

“The Reflection of Souls” Luna’s voice made the pulsing crystal resonate in a different tone, filling the room with a new melody more vivid than the last