*Gulp*

"Ahh, that hit the spot. How long was I out for?" Remedy asked as he swallowed down his third bowl.

"About three weeks?" I replied as I kept staring at him.

After the fight, he said he was starving and instantly started on a meal. His chest was still blocked off by a shadows, but I don't think it's really corrupting him anymore. Though, there were streaks of black that traveled up to his eyes from his heart. As hilariously edgy as it looked, I couldn't help but feel like that's not something that's supposed to happen.

"Holy shit. Did you make me drink some water while I was out?" He asked and forced himself to put the bowl down.

"I couldn't. You were barely breathing, let alone drink." I explained and finished the stir fry he made.

"Oh. I see." He said and started to think about something. "You said I didn't revive, right?"

"Yeah, I waited like five minutes and you still didn't move." I calmly explained as I fought against the urge to sleep. "You were definitely dead though. I mean, I had to literally use shadows to grip your heart and make it beat artificially. Honestly, it was a desperate move."

"Hmm." He acknowledged before letting out a weary sigh.

"What'd you figure out?" I asked.

"Nothing new. It's just that whatever's trapped us here doesn't feel like playing anymore." He said with a slight frown before glaring upwards.

I followed his gaze and looked at the sky. Freely expanding to infinity behind the glowing barrier. A constant green glow fell down for a while before finally calming down.

"I'm going to behead that asshole, even if it's the last thing I do." I commented and focused back on my meal.

"How do you know it even has a head?" Remedy asked in a casual tone.

"I don't, so I'll just have to chop them to plenty of pieces, don't I?" I replied back and glanced at the knife sitting next to me.

Remedy just gave a few chuckles in return. "Alright, let's just make sure neither of us die doing that." He spoke as he stretched while letting out a large yawn.

"Yeah, yeah. Yeah. We won't die, neither of us." I replied and took a few gulps of water.

"Stop raising red flags and come sleep." Remedy said in a tired tone as he crumbled onto his blanket.

"Right, right. My bad." I said and went to grab my blanket. "Now, where did I? Oh, right." Mine's under Remedy's one.

"What're you looking for?" Remedy asked while suppressing a yawn.

How's this guy still tired after sleeping for three weeks.

"It's just my, actually, never mind." I stopped myself and laid next to him.

"Wha-?"

"Shut up, I nursed you for three weeks, so hug me." I demanded and wrapped him in my wings.

He can easily get out, but he didn't. He gave a single sigh before pulling me in with his hooves.

"You're a baby." He said.

I just hugged him in response.

"I, really, really, thought you were going to just leave me here. Just, like dad. Sudden, and not even a single word." I hid my face as my eyes started to sting.

He simply pulled me in further. It was warm, safe. Kind of like being hugged by dad.

As seconds passed, I slowly felt the accumulated stress from the last three weeks quickly catching up.

"I won't. Not like that."

"Ugh, ouch. LIGHT! YOU ALIVE?!" I asked and pushed a piece of the wall away.

"Yeah, I think I'm alive." I went to her voice and pushed another piece off of her. "For Celestia's sake, what happened?"

Pulling her on her hooves, I cast a light healing spell on ourselves. "I can't really say. None of anything we put in into that equation should pull off an explosion like that." I replied and thought back to what we were doing.

"So, experiment failure?" She asked and magicked a pack of ice to her.

"Most likely. Though, this can be a pretty big discovery on magic. Especially since the last big discovery was a few hundred years ago." I explained and put Light on my back.

"Well, that's pretty good. Can't believe so many different things are happening just because we started to add in elements to the equations." Light said with an exhausted, yet excited voice as she accepted the ride.

I can't say I share the emotions though. The combinations we began to try were, out of the ordinary. Wood, dirt, light, life, concealment, constraint. Those were the runes used in the experiment. But, it doesn't make sense. The elements, sure, they're natural, but the concealment and restraint runes. Those two aren't naturally occurring elements that come together.

*Sigh*

Well, maybe it's just not related to the barrier at all.

"Good evening, sir."

"Evening." I replied curtly to a servant and continued my way through the mansion.

As I walk the hallways I had went through hundreds of thousands of times before, I couldn't help but feel like they were becoming more and more unfamiliar as time went on.

Green Garden. That was the answer. I can't believe I actually found the next answer. A total of seventy three generations ever since the passing of Bright Idea. The pony who managed to rise from a common farmer to the most successful pony in Equestria.

I thought about the contents of the late patriarch's diary. Although describing his daily life, there were plenty of hints of him hiding treasures and innovations in the basement of his mansion. Throughout the last millennia, many of the innovations that moved Equestria all came from his mind. Watches. Carriages that can move without being pulled. The Friendship express. Even the first ever use of electricity.

I walked into my office on the first floor. A seemingly weird decision for a pony of such high status. But as soon as this was discovered, all the questions were soon answered.

I moved a bookshelf out of the way with magic. A wall. Putting my horn to the wall, I let my magic slowly seep in through a maze as big as the entire room itself. Despite having completed this maze hundreds of times before, I was still left tired as I completed it.

*Rumble*

The room shook lightly as the light coming in through the window suddenly disappeared. Standing in complete darkness, I waited for the movement to stop before finally opening my eyes.

In front of me were three doors, all with their own signs on them. A drop of liquid. A coin. An eye. A fang. A bed. An awfully personal question was etched into the floor.

The start of my journey,
The beginning of his way.
What started it all, a single promise.
One above all else, becoming our guidance.

I picked the door with the coin. Plenty have failed this before. Getting it wrong resulted in stepping into a trap and locking the place for a whole year. Many of those who failed walked out with devastating injuries. A missing limb, a blind eye, a broken horn. Still, the rewards granted us the ability to live life with leisure.

The room was dark as the door closed behind me.

"Hello, Descendant." A young child spoke to me.

"Hello, Ancestor Bright." I replied out of habit and a bit of respect.

"Ah, the circuit broke." Bright suddenly said a new line. "That means it's passed the thousand year mark!" He said in an excited voice.

Despite having seen this plenty of times before, I still couldn't comprehend how he managed to make such a lifelike version of himself. I would've tried to see if he was real or not, but he turned into particles of magic the last time I tried.

"SO!" He spoke up with a huge grin. "We'll have to speed things up!" He said and his face took on a look of concentration. "Let's see. Oh, you guys already went through the ten checkpoints. I'm actually surprised, I didn't think you could do it!" He was laughing as he said that.

I had an impassive face as I heard the insult. Throughout every one of his many quizzes and challenges, this fake version of him constantly followed the challenger around and annoyed them constantly.

"Alright, let's see. Descendent, could you go and stand on the X over there?"

I gave a simple nod and stood on an X that came into existence from nothing. "Now what?" I asked.

"See ya!"

That was the last thing I heard before I was dropped straight down. "Ugh." Groaning from how I didn't see this coming, I forcefully suppressed my frustration as I felt myself land on a slide.

I don't know why, but out of every single pony I've ever met, this fake Bright Idea always manages to anger me. Like, to the highest possible degree.

"WOOOOOOOOOO!" I looked to my right and saw him yelling in glee whilst on his own slide.

Though, the ride was cut short as I was thrown to the ground. The rough landing dirtied my mane and gave a few new rips to my suit. Annoying, I'll need to freshen up before going to meet Princess Celestia.

"YEAH! That was fun!" Bright yelled in excitement before skipping over to a door.

I was left nervous as I followed suit. If I get a question wrong, I may end up with a big injury.

"Alright! Only two vaults left now! I'm sure you've taken all the other rewards and used it to grow the family and your own riches. Honestly, I don't care what you do with it. I just couldn't actually put those ideas to use before dying." He said in a joking tone. "And, well, this is where I'll leave you. I won't come back."

Thank Celestia.

"No, seriously. After this, I'll be gone forever. So, don't be sad." He said and had a meaningful smile.

No, seriously. I respect you, but I also find you to be the most annoying pony I've ever met.

"Well, goodbye." He said and disappeared.

Looking at the place he was standing, I couldn't help but feel a bit sad to se him leave. Sure, I didn't really like him, but his ideas were always for the good of Equestria. Giving a sigh at my emotions, I continued forwards to the only source of light in the room. A single door with a slick and smooth tablet stuck to it.

I picked up the marker I dropped on the ground the last time I visited, and letters started to shine into existence.

The ones who fostered the broken and birthed the brightest.
The only one who now knows their names being the youngest.
Never questioned for a tale from the oldest.
Showing kindness despite his darkness.

I took a deep breath to calm my nerves.

Carefully picking up the marker with my magic, I carefully initiated a spell. A picture of the document I saw before floated in front of me.

"Green Garden. Storm Chaser." I wrote those names and braced myself.

With seconds slowly passing in silence, I slowly looked around as nothing happened.

Weird. I know every other door opened on their own after answering the questions.

Still a bit confused, I hesitantly tapped the door. Dirt fell from it as dust rose and rushed at me at once. Coughing a bit, I shielded my eyes before entering.

"What the?" I stopped as I arrived on the reward.

The room was, untidy, to say the least. A long workbench covered almost every last space as hundreds of different tools were laid about. Blueprints laid on the tables and unfinished creations littered the benches. Picking one up, I wiped the dust away and read the print.

"A communication device?" I read the title with a confused tone and looked at the picture.

It seemed to be a brick like structure. It had buttons and a screen on one side. Picking up another one that was stacked on top, I read the title. "Service Tower." I don't understand any of this.

Well, it'll most likely be useful. With that thought, I rolled up the blueprints and put them inside my jacket.

*Bzzt*

"This working? Alright! This is experiment number three hundred, uh, something, something." An older voice rang through the room.

Turning around, I expected to find Bright again. I did, but he was different. Instead of his usual appearance, being colorful and lifelike, he was blue. Just, different shades of blue, and his image was distorting.

"Alright so I think I finally-"

*Knock, knock*

"Sir, a letter has arrived." A new voice called out.

"Stoic, I thought I told you not to disturb me!" Bright said back in a slightly annoyed voice. "I'm inventing!"

"Apologies, sir, but the letter is from your brother."

"Oh, Floral." Bright suddenly cheered up and ran away, causing him to disappear. "That's weird, he usually writes once a week. Does he need something from me?" He mumbled to himself and the sound of a door closing came in.

With a slight skip in his steps, Bright ripped the letter open with his magic as he took a seat on his workbench. Though, as seconds pass, his face slowly turned to one of worry and confusion. As his eyes read through the last lines, a few tears streamed down as he placed the letter down on his bench. Then he disappeared.

"That's it?" I muttered and looked at the spot where he placed the letter.

A simple box sitting there.

Picking it up, I looked at the lock. It was like a number combination lock, but with letters instead. It had thirteen slots in total and every slot had the full twenty six letters. There was the next riddle on top.

A meaning that is not right.
A name which I don't write.
That which belongs to the one,
forgotten by the growth of time.

I physically groaned as I read it. Every last one of his puzzles and quizzes, except for the maze, have all been incredibly personal. Requiring our family to either take guesses, or dig through history's most obscure places and ancient documents to find clues.

"Welp, Floral Green doesn't work. And this communication device isn't gonna figure itself out. I'll need to hire a few engineers and mechanics to make this." I mumbled and walked back out the door with the box in my magic.

*Creak*

The loud sound filled the room as I was back in my office, like I had just walked into it from the front door. I sighed as I finally found myself in safety. Practically crumbling into my chair, I take a moment to gather myself as I place the box into my drawer.

"Platter!" I called out.

*Creak*

Silver Platter peeked into the room with practiced perfection. "How may I be of assistance?"

"Prepare the bath, and a new set of clothes. Also, hire a team of engineers and mechanics by the time I return from that meeting with Princess Celestia." I gave the orders and sunk deeper into my chair as Platter left. "If Princess Celestia has somehow found such a big clue, then maybe she could help in opening the box. Who knows what kind of ridiculous invention that could be sitting in there." I mumbled to myself as I felt a small headache coming.

Hmm.

I might've gotten sick from that adventure. Of course, it's been about ten years since I've went down there after all.

*Sigh*

"Why do I feel like I've become involved in something I absolutely shouldn't have." I muttered before getting up with a groan.

I have an appointment after all.

*Phew*

I blew on the steaming cup of tea before taking a sip.

I was sat on one of the wooden seats as others around me were starting to pour in. Though, despite having realistic faces and distinguishing factors, they all looked quite fake. I exchanged a quick greeting with the few that passed by as I continued to sip the tea.

The moon was high up in the sky as it's light poured in through the windows. A large crescent moon made of silver hung up high on the wall in front. Standing right under it was stage with stand for the priest to read out a scripture.

"bzzzt." Was all I heard.

I sighed as the ponies whispering around me slowly disappeared into the air. The priest was now out of sight. And the church was silent once again.

It's a dream.

I've never dreamt like this before, but it's probably because of the, Nocturnal magic that Moon placed inside of me. Although I couldn't get much practice in before I eventually had to rest, I could still control it a tiny margin.

I wished for the book on the stand to come to me. As per my command, the dream world made the book fly over as I took a look.

"Figures." I mumbled and let the empty book drop.

I never got to read it, so it would never exist.

"Anyways, would you like a cup, Princess?" I asked the only other sound except for me in the church.

"Nay, we art in no need of a beverage." Princess Luna replied as she flew down from the ceiling.

"Your loss." I commented and took another sip.

"Where, hast thou seen this place?" She asked whilst looking around.

"The west. Sitting snuggly outside of Equestria. Well, maybe not now, it's been quite a while." I answered calmly and refilled the tea with my mind.

"Hmm." She let out a thoughtful sound as she was fidgeting in her seat. "Um. How does thou, know of Sombra?" She asked in a nervous voice.

I guess she saw the figure of Sombra when she first visited the camp.

"Are you actually curious about that?" I asked back.

She took a few moments to come up with an answer. I could more or less guess the reason she came to visit in my dreams.

"Nay." She finally answered.

"Then, why did you decide to come in my dreams, rather than in real life?"

She became fidgety after that question. Confidence issues. A bit of anxiety as well. Then guilt. Those are her current problems, and she needs to overcome them if she wants to grow.

"We, have heard of thine, help, that thou has provided for mine sister."

"I've listened to Celestia's problems a few times, yes."

"We had hoped, that thou would grant us the same privilege."

"I see." I replied and took a sip of tea. "So, what's scaring you so much?"

Author's Note

No sabía qué decir. Así que aquí tienes un agradecimiento en español.