Author's Note

This chapter, I hope that the reasoning I give for Critic is sufficient. I really wanted to come up with something better, yet I maybe didn't think it thoroughly as this was the only reasoning I can give for Critic reaction and would fit well for her.

I hope it's enough to at least not disappoint you all.

Chapter Three : Final Part : Explanation and Learning to Fly With My Family (Edited)

Chapter Three : Final Part : Explanation and Learning to Fly With My Family
By : The Eternal Star

The next few minutes were filled with silence on my family member's part as they were still shocked at what they were seeing while I tried my best to hold my cry and sobs which became louder and louder by the minute, I then finally found my ability to speak again as I said, "P-please sob I-I-I just sob d-don't want sob t-to sob e-endure it sob again, p-please sob d-don't sob hate me"

I closed my eyes in an attempt to reduce the tears that were flowing out of my eyes and closed my mouth to try to stifle the sobs, unfortunately, my mind wandered into the unpleasant part of my memory and I began recalling what my previous/they said to me when they find out my secret.

"So, what? Do you think we're too poor to give you what you need? Is that why you're doing this?".

"I guess nothing we do is good enough for you anymore. You acting like we don't provide things for you".

"You must think we're failures as parents if you have to scrape by and earn your own money while you're still in school.

"After all we've sacrificed for you, this is how you show gratitude? Trying to handle things on your own like we're not even here?".

"I... sob just wanted to sob become more independent, p-please sob d-don't hate me sob" I said again as memories after memories of that moment resurfaced in my mind. My tears dam started to crack until it could no longer hold them, it burst open, and my cry intensified significantly.

My mother must have broken out of her shock and her maternal instinct kicked in, I heard hoof steps closing on me before I felt mother hug me and I cried into her chest as she caressed my back gently with her wing and said in a comforting and reassuring tone, "Shh, shh, shh, shh, don't cry, don't cry my filly, mommy is here for you"

As Mother kept caressing my back gently and I cried into her chest, I heard my brother ask Father in a disbelief tone, "Do I see things right? The malevolent being that has been troubling us for years and I had caught moments ago, is my little sis, Critic?"

After my brother asked that, I heard father hoof steps walking away toward the foal cage, no doubt to check if I was the malevolent being that had troubled his family for years. He must have seen my empty foal cage as he said in the same disbelief tone, "As unbelievable as it was, Ethern, the source of the second illusion I detected before is coming from here.

And the foal cage where your little sister is supposed to be is empty, meaning the previously malevolent being which after a disillusion spell is revealed to be a little filly that looked exactly like Critic. Is indeed your little sister, Critic, and by extension, my little filly"

My brother most likely still in disbelief at what had just transpired and seen, asked Father again and this time with a tone of wonder, "If that's so Dad, then how did she be able to do all of that? She can talk, she understands her situation, she understands what we are saying, she can read, and she's able to walk.

Not only that but how did she manage to learn all of those spells? I didn't even manage to cast my first telekinesis spell until I was three cycles old, yet she clearly can use it easily. Also, what does she mean by 'please don't hate me' part? Like I would somehow able to feel hate toward her."

I heard Father walk closer to my position and stand himself next to Ethern as he said, "I don't know, Ethern. I don't know how she understands and able to do all of that at such a young age, maybe it's because of her significantly higher and bigger brain mass and nerves?

Maybe it's because of her extraordinary magical pathway size? Maybe a combination of both perhaps? As for the last one, I don't know and I think we can only know the answer after your little sis, Critic, calmed down from her crying".

After that, the room is once again filled with silence with the only sound being my cries and sobs which by now had lessened than when it had started. After another few minutes, my cries subsided with only my sobs remaining as I once again said, "P-please don't hate me, I can't endure that again"

My mother nuzzled my head a few times and continued caressing my back with her wings as she said in a reassuring and comforting tone, "Nopony here hates you my filly, Critic. I promise you won't have to endure that again, just tell Mother what you don't want to endure again and Mother will ensure that you don't have to endure it again".

After another few minutes, my sob finally ceased and Mother slowly released her hug before sitting down in front of me with her right wing gently caressing my cheeks, I managed to build up the courage to ask, "I... I wanted to tell you and everypony here about it, Mom, but how can I trust that you all would believe what I'm saying next?"

My mother put her right wing on my shoulder as she chuckled a little before saying in wonder and amused tone, "Considering that I just discovered that the little filly that I still breastfeed every day is the malevolent being that had been running in the house and in the lab for the last few years.

Alongside somehow defying the odds and being able to do things foals as young as her aren't expected or even would be able to do so? I think I would believe anything you're gonna say next, my filly. And I'm sure your father and brother here would believe what you're saying isn't it?"

Responding to my mother's question, my father and brother looked at my face before nodding with father saying in a reassuring tone "Yes my filly, Critic, we would believe what you're saying next as it seems our discovery of your significant intelligence seemed to make you recall traumas or bad memories.

We would like to know what caused you to have this reaction to our discovery, my filly. So that we don't trigger these unpleasantries accidentally in the future"

After hearing my father's answer, I took a deep breath before I said, "I... I think I should start by saying that I had died once before"

Upon hearing what I just said, my family's eyes widened quickly and I realized the angle of how my family would understand my saying, I quickly clarified it before any of them had a chance to ask a question, "No no no, not in the way as I had died in the past, but rather I have a life once before and I died which resulted in I meeting with the Death itself.

Death explained the circumstances of my death, then Death and I made a deal which resulted in me still regaining some part of my past life memories and being reborn in the body of your filly with full consciousness from the very start."

My family's eyes stopped and lessened it's wide, but it was still quite wide which makes sense as they most likely are surprised by what I'm saying. My mother then looked at my face and said in a surprised but reassuring tone, "This is certainly surprising, but this doesn't explain your reaction to our discovery, continue, my filly"

At this, I thought in my mind as I considered if I should say a full truth or a half-truth with the latter in this case being I would modify the reason for my reaction to this to be more ponified and based more on the background information I had gathered about this world.

After a few seconds of thinking, I decided to use a half-truth since I still like to keep some secrecy and said after taking a deep breath, "Well, Mom, you see in my previous life I had parents who loved me greatly and I returned their love in kind. As a note, I was more mature compared to my peers so my actions were often in consideration of what they would cause to myself and those around me.

When I was about fourteen cycles old, I was just walking to my room at night when I accidentally overheard the conversation of my parent. Instead of going into my room, however, I decided to stick on and listened to their conversation to the very end.

This was when I discovered that at the time my parent financial situation is... less than optimal to say the least, and when I was on my bed I couldn't stop thinking about it and decided that rather than just sitting around doing nothing, I would help lighten their burden by trying to be as light as I could be and earn coins on my own."

I stopped for a few seconds I tried my best to stop the tears that had started to come out of my eyes again as I was nearing that point of the story, my mother gently caressed the tears on my cheeks with her feather as she said, "Continue, my filly. But don't force yourself if you think you aren't ready"

I shook my head a few times as I refocused my mind again and continued, "I created useful things from scraps and unused items, basically turning them from useless garbage into something valuable and selling them to others in the academy.

I saved up coins by cutting my everyday rations by half, basically sacrificing my everyday academy rations because I knew that I would live and stay healthy even if I cut them by half, and used things that were re-useable for other purposes once it's no longer can fulfill its main purpose.

My attempt went better than I expected, I managed to earn and save coins to the point that I could rent a comfortable place and fulfill my own needs alongside academy costs and supplies fully on my own. Not only that but sometimes I would also stealthily place a jar full of coins in my parent's room to help them pay debts and living costs."

I let out a smile as I recalled some moment when my previous life parent almost lost their hold and ground in life, and came to their room to find stacks of money that helped them regain their hold and ground in life until it quickly disappeared and turned into sadness as I remembered what exactly happened next, I continued.

"After three cycles of secrecy, my parents managed to discover the truth of where their multiple life-saving jars full of coins came from and confronted me. Instead of the thankful words and praise I expected however, they instead scolded and said things to me that made my heart feel like it was stabbed.

They said that I must think of my parents as failures in providing me with everything I need in life so I had to take matters on my hoof while I was still in the academy, they also said that I must be ungrateful for what they had sacrificed for me as they think I acted like they weren't even in here by taking matters into my hoof"

Tears once again started flowing through my eyes and I tried my best to suppress it as I continued, "I... I just don't understand, I helped to lighten up their burden significantly to the point that I even saved them multiple times from financial failures.

Yet they acted like I was the one in the wrong and somehow thought that my actions meant I was ungrateful for what my parent gave me and thought of them as failures of a parent, I never thought of them as that yet they packed my things and kicked me out of the house.

When I asked them why they kicked their foal out of the house, they asked who the hell I was and that they never have a foal like me. I... I never really cared about what others said or insulted me, but the fact that my parent was the ones to say that... hurt me, a lot.

As my eyes began to cry again and started sobbing, my mother hugged me to her chest with her wings again as she said comfortingly, "You don't have to continue if you don't want to, my filly"

However, a few seconds later I pushed my mother's body gently with my head as I shook my head and straightened my voice as I tried to steer the tears flowing out of my eyes, I took a deep breath before continuing, "Mom, I was the one to start it so I might as well be the one to finish it.

After that I would from that on really do things on my own, it wasn't that hard considering I had saved up money that could live me cycles if I continued with my everyday diet. As soon as I graduated from the academy on my own, I got a lot of offers to work with researchers from everywhere.

I chose to work at one place researching for advancements in ecological and environmental technologies and spells, I did very well there as in just seven cycles since I worked there, I was already promoted to lead researcher. After more than eight cycles of no contact with my parent, one day I tried to visit their home and reconcile with them.

But when I visited them, one conversation led to another and it unfortunately devolved into heated arguments that resulted in me bursting out of my former parent's house in anger and sadness in my heart that even after all those cycles, my former parents still hated me.

As I was on my way back to work, however, I got into an accident that got me killed and... you know the rest from there. While this may seem unconnected, it lead me to assume that since you and Dad have personalities really similar to my previous parent, both of you would react the same if you two discover my need and preference to be independent.

Especially in times of crisis, I have this feeling of need to try to minimize and lighten the burden of my parent, there is even a stronger feeling of need to take that burden and carry it on my own. So I tried to lighten and take some of your burden by learning things on my own without your help".

My mother, upon noticing that I was struggling to say the next part tried to hug me with her wings again but I quickly pushed her body gently with my head again as I tried my best to say in a straight tone amidst the crying and sobbing "I... just can't endure through that again, the feeling of guilt battled with sense of righteous anger in my heart, so please don't hate me".

My cries began intensifying once again and Mother quickly hugged me to her chest as I cried into it, her wings gently caressed my back as she said in a comforting and reassuring tone "Shh shh shh, don't cry, don't cry my little filly. Mom doesn't hate you for it and your father and brother certainly doesn't hate you for it isn't it?"

Upon hearing Mother's question directed at them, my brother was the first one to speak and this time with a tone of disbelief and anger, "I can't believe it, Dad is there really a parent like that? They just threw their filly out of the house and for what? Being resourceful, independent, and helping lighten up their burden?"

My father answered my brother's question with an angry yet sorrowful tone in his voice, "Sadly yes my colt, although it is rare, there are parents out there who would misinterpret the action of their foal that actually benefitted the family, as an act that shows ungratefulness and indirect way of their foal saying that their parent can't provide what they need in life.

I recall one of my friends back when I was in the combat academy who had circumstances with his parent similar to your little sis, Critic, previous life. If anything, I think he's even worse as his parent beat him up for it, although they didn't kick him out of the house.

Sometimes, the pride of the parent may blind them to the realities around them. They would see the act of their foals lightening up their burden by gathering coins on their own in one way or another, as an indirect way of saying to everypony around them that their parents can't provide what the foals needed in their life"

After hearing what my father and my brother said, my mother looked at me and said, "You see there my filly, none of your family members hate you for being independent. If anything, Mommy here is proud that you decided to take action to lighten the burden of your family"

Upon hearing Mother word's, my crying began to cease as I gathered up the courage to look up at her face and asked in a hopeful tone, "Really Mom? You wouldn't hate me for taking things into my hooves and proud that I decided to do it?"

My mother smiled and used one of her feathers to wipe away the tears on my cheek as she said in a reassuring tone, "Yes my little filly, Critic. Mommy here is indeed proud that you would feel the need to lighten up the burden of your parent even when not in times of crisis and uncertainty."

After hearing Mother's answer, my expression turned to one of joy as I pressed up to Mother's chest and said in a joyful tone, "Thank you, thank you, thank you, mother, thank you everypony. I... I really needed that reassurance so greatly, I love you all"

My family let out a smile as they went to hug me and said in unison, "And we love you too, Critic"

After a few minutes of comfortable silence on my part, my cry had finally ceased alongside my sob and my family members began releasing their hugs on me one by one starting with my father, then my brother, and at last, my mother as she looked at me with slight concern, obviously worried as to why I hadn't said anything yet.

I looked up at the faces of my family and asked in a questioning tone, "So, what will happen next?"

This time, my father was the first one to answer my question as he grabbed his sword from the ground and placed it in its sheath, then answered with an obvious tone, "Well, what we are gonna do first is to get you out of that chain anchor spell, then asked you of what you are trying to learn this time.

It's obvious that every year you would escape with a task in mind being gathering new materials and books that could help you learn/re-learn some information and/or skills since I'm sure some of the erased memories parts are about essential things, then we will decide from there"

My mother then stepped aside as father walked up to me with his horn lit up in red magic and one by one, the chain that bound me retracted itself back into the circle starting from my horn, then my body and wings, before finally, the chains in my hooves retracted back into the circle before it disappeared altogether with the circle closed.

After seeing all of the chains and the circle disappear, I moved my hooves as I walked left and right for a few seconds to see if my movement was still hindered. When I saw that my movement was fine, I lit up my horn in crimson magic and conjured symbols in my mind to make my horn glow with crimson light, and my magic did as it was intended as it glowed brighter by the second.

Seeing that my magic aren't blocked and is working, I stopped lightning up my horn and the crimson glow quickly faded. This time I opened up my wings to their fullest to see if I could move them around until I realized that I still had the flying guidebook tucked underneath my wings when I heard the sound of it falling to the ground.

Before I had any chance to grab it back, the book was quickly enveloped with blue magic as Mother floated it up to her face before reading the cover, she then asked in an interested tone, "So, my little filly, Critic. You're planning to learn how to fly on your own before didn't you?"

At that, I just chuckled and let out a sheepish smile. Father then stomped his hoof on the ground hard enough to cause a loud sound, but not hard enough to crack it as he said, "Well, if you want to learn how to fly then follow us, I will teach you how to fly the way your mother parent and my parent taught us how to fly, and in turn how we teach your brother here how to fly."

After saying that, my father walked outside the room alongside my brother and mother with the latter quickly sweeping me off my hooves before placing me on top of her head just behind the horn and joining the rest outside the room.

' This confrontation went... much better than I expected, I suppose they are a much better parent than my previous parents ever was... I also got to be taught directly how to fly with my family too' I thought in my mind as my family began walking down the stairs and no doubt, heading outside the house.

"Mom, Dad, I know that both of you want to teach me how to fly the way both your parent taught you. But... does it really have to be this far high?" I asked with a slight nervousness in my voice as I looked at the ground below me from atop a huge cloud that was over two or three thousand meters above said ground.

"Oh, yeah, it doesn't have to be this far high. But the most effective of learning how to fly is when your body thinks that for you to survive in the face of death, you must fly to avoid hitting the ground. Don't worry my filly, it may seem a little bit... scary.

But trust me that this is perfectly safe, your family will catch you before you hit the ground" My father answered my question with a reassuring tone upon noticing the nervousness in my voice when I asked the question.

My brother then walked up to my side before patting me on my back with his wings gently a few times as he said in also a reassuring tone, "Yeah little sis, don't worry about falling and hitting the ground. I know very well that feeling of nervousness and fear you must feel, but trust me, it is a very effective and safe for young Alicorns to learn how to fly"

After hearing both my father and brother's reassurance, I took a deep breath and let it out, before determination filled and replaced the feeling of nervousness in my mind as I said, "Alright Dad, Ethern, if both of you say that this is safe then I'm willing to try this one out"

Upon hearing my answer, my mother squealed and hugged me with her wings tightly for a few seconds before releasing me and said in a joyful tone, "And that right there is my filly, I had known since the very time I gave birth to you that you're very different than other foals in a good way"

After hearing my mother's words, I sighed and shook my head twice as I recalled the numerous times she had said that to me before ever since she and the rest of my family members discovered my secret. I then looked up at my father's face and asked, "So, Dad, how are we gonna start this flying lesson?"

The way my father looked at me and at the ground below us several times made me have a bad feeling about what will happen next, he then picked me up with his wings and said, "Well, my filly, we are gonna start this flying lesson by... throwing you right off the cloud"

"Wait what? What do you me-" What I was saying was cut off as father brought me up to his head level, before proceeding to quickly throw me off the cloud with his wings and now I was falling head-down straight to the ground at an accelerating speed.

My mind was in slight turmoil at the situation as it was feeling the breeze enveloping my body as I fell and was thinking quickly of how I could survive this, I heard a boom sound from above and soon I saw my father falling at the same speed as I was before he shouted, "Spread out your wings my filly! Spread out your wings!"

"My wings, yeah right, I have wings. I need to spread them out quickly" I thought as I began the rarely used muscles in my wing and slowly spread them out for a few seconds, until my wings had spread out to their max. I then recalled some moments in the past where my parent would need to angle their wings to go higher, lower, or to make a turn.

I began angling both of my wings so that they would be up-forward, my father saw this and spread out his own wings as shouted, "Good my filly, now that you had angled your wings. Angle your body especially your front hooves to be up-forward and your back hooves down-backward!"

Following my father's instructions, I began repositioning my front and back hooves just like my father said and soon saw with my own eyes that my angle of falling had slowly but surely begun to curve. My father saw that I had repositioned my hooves as he instructed and began angling his own body as he shouted.

"Good, now position your head to be at the same angle and level as your front hooves, then begin flapping your wings up and down quickly! Maintain your current body angle and keep your body angled upward, it would be crucial to avoid collision with the ground and turn your body around so you would fly horizontally!"

Hearing my father's next instructions, I moved my head down and angled them to be in the same as my front hooves making me lose my sight of the ground below slowly by the seconds. I then began flapping my wings, due to my mind's unfamiliarity with the muscle in my wing, my wings are flapping slowly with about two flaps per four seconds.

However, my wings flapping gradually began to hasten by the seconds as my mind quickly adapted itself to using the unfamiliar muscle. Now my wings are flapping fast enough for me to see its effect as just when I was about fifty meters above the ground, my body by now had moved fully horizontal, so I managed to avoid collision with the ground just in time.

Due to the angle of my body still being up-forward, I noticed that my altitude was getting higher at a fast increasing rate due to my mind by now fully knowing how to directly control the movement of my wings. Although I'm sure if I were to lose my focus on controlling these wings, I would start falling due to lack of lift.

I heard another boom coming from behind toward my side, I looked to my right and saw Father flying at the same increasing speed as me, with a smile plastered on his face at the fact that I now was able to fly on my own as he said, "Good job on narrowingly avoiding collision with the ground, I was just about to catch you when you are less than one hundred meters off the ground.

You're handling your first time flying much better than your brother, you're able to quickly refocus your mind despite the stressful situation and quickly follow my instructions and do it flawlessly. For a first-timer in the new body, you're certainly handling it much better than other foals, especially if I consider your age.

Although, judging by the very concentrated looks I can see from your face. I'm judging that your mind currently is working hard on directly controlling your wing movement isn't it?"

I moved my gaze to my father's face and let out a half-smile after a sigh, then said in an obvious tone, "Well, of course, my mind would be working hard on controlling my wings. Since I'm sure if I were to lose my focus on them for just a few seconds, I would start falling to the ground again and that is among the last things my instinct wanted.

Just like when I was regaining my ability to walk with my hooves, I at first needed to control it directly with my mind then with more training, I would gradually pay less and less attention to them until I had finally was able to walk without my mind having to control them directly"

Upon hearing my answer, my father met my gaze for a few seconds in silence, before saying in an interested tone, "Huh, so that's how you regain your ability to walk? By directly controlling its movement with your mind then gradually giving them less and less attention until you had finally perfected it?

And I must be right to assume that the time when you start training your ability to walk in secret, is also the time when the 'malevolent being' in the house started. You gave your mother quite a scare for years you know, so you might want to ask for her forgiveness after this"

After hearing my father's words, I thought about it for a few seconds until I realized that I hadn't yet exactly asked him or others for forgiveness for all the mistakes that I had made in an attempt to deceive my family over the last few years. My thought then drifted into surveillance mirrors, and how much it probably cost my parent to buy it.

I looked at my father's face with sorrowful expression and stared at his eyes before saying in a sorry tone, "Dad, I... I'm sorry for all the troubles and stress I caused to you and others for the last few years, especially how much you and mother probably had to spend quite a fortune to buy all those surveillance mirrors.

I know that words aren't much or even have worth, but... I promised once I had grown up more, I would find a way to repay you all for what you had to spend to ensure my safety. So, will you forgive me for the mistakes and troubles I caused to you?"

My father met my gaze as his eyes stared directly at my eyes with neutral looks on his face, before his lips curled up in smiles as he said in a reassuring tone, "Don't worry my filly, I already forgive you for all the trouble you caused me the moment I released you from Ethern's chain anchor spell.

You don't have to worry about the coins your mother and I had to spend to buy surveillance mirrors and put them in every room of the house and the lab, if you didn't know your parent here are quite well-off and wealthy despite not looking like it. Also, no price is too high when it comes to ensuring my family's safety."

My previously sorrowful look turned quickly into one of happiness as my lips curled up in a smile and my mind slightly relaxed as it rested easy knowing that my father has already forgiven me of my actions, I then said in a grateful tone, "Thank you for forgiving me dad, you're the best"

The next few minutes are spent with us flying in comfortable silence before it is broken by my father saying, "Well, my filly, Critic. I think we should head back to our starting clouds now, I'm sure by now your mother is already worrying about your condition since you haven't been back for fifteen minutes since we started."

I thought about it for a few seconds before I said, "Yeah, let's get back" to which my father asked me after hearing my answer.

"You do know how to turn around by now am I right?" I answered with a nod as my father and I angled our right wings and body side to be down-right while our left wings and body side to be up-left.

As soon as we do that, we find ourselves quickly making a one-eighty turn in just less than a minute and after that, we stabilize our flight by having the body and wings in the same position and straight angle. As we flew back toward the direction of our starting clouds, I got an idea of how I could fly there faster.

I started by flapping my wings faster and faster while I directed my heads and hooves to be on the same level, this resulted in my flying speed accelerating as there was less area for the air resistance to grab onto, and as soon as I felt like the air resistance is significant, I pressed both both my front hooves to the side of my head and I angled my wings slightly backward making a reversed V.

The result was much better than I expected, due to my continuous fast flapping of my wings and my attempt to make my body as aerodynamic as possible, I broke through the air resistance and the sound barrier, leaving a trail of triple magenta yellow and purple trail on my wake.

The intense sensation I was feeling right now, I had closed off my equine ears as otherwise I'm sure my eardrum would already be broken by the amount of air pressure I can feel on my body right now as I very often ascend or descend to avoid hitting clouds. My eyes blinked very often as the air resistance caused my eyes to dry out quickly.

During the entire thing, I tried my best to keep my breath deep and stable despite the very high-speed movement and rapid change of altitude. I'm pretty sure that if I was still a human and not an Alicorn filly, I would most likely gonna have a lot air-pressure-related injuries and probably alongside a collapsed lung due to rapid change in altitude.

As I was flying at this extreme speed, I managed to hear a very loud boom through my closed ears similar to when I had broken up through the sound barrier and in the corner of my right eye. I see a blur of yellow and lime trail closing in on my side and a few seconds later, Father comes into my range of view with a proud smile.

'You're just on your first time of flying, my filly, Critic. Yet you already did a sonic boom of your own! Not even your brother was able to do this yet, you are certainly a quick learner, my filly' My father said in my mind as he is no doubt, using a telepathy spell on me right now which if I recall it correctly, meant I don't have to do anything and just said back in my mind and dad will receive it as his magic is the one carrying it.

'Of course I was a quick learner, Dad, I think I can conclude that flying isn't all that hard when you already know what you should do to fly, and breaking through the sound barrier is no exception if you know the trick- and have the endurance -to do so.' I said back in my mind as a smile appeared on my lips as I tried to hold off the feeling of tiredness I was starting to feel in my body, especially my wings.

I'm pretty sure the only reason I haven't yet passed out due to tiredness is because I'm in the body of an Alicorn- although still a very young one -means I have a much, much greater endurance than what I have as a human or normal ponies. I'm honestly feeling somewhat overpowered but hey, it isn't overpowered when everypony around you is also overpowered.

Our flights continued for the next two minutes, it is honestly fascinating to be able to fly on your own- the feeling of a comforting breeze around your body, the freedom of movement as you can go wherever you want no matter how high your speed is, and the greatest of them of all, knowing that the sky would always be your friend to help you escape from danger.

Soon enough, the sight of the huge cloud with Mother's and Ethern's forms standing on it finally comes into our range of view and we are closing on it quickly. My father looked at me in the eye and blinked twice, I looked at his eyes and blinked twice too. After the silence exchange, we went on our separate ways with I going left and Father flying farther to the right.

After that, I angled my wings to be straight with one another and stopped flapping, I then positioned all my four hooves to be where they would be if I was walking, and my head was higher in a normal position. The result of it is my speed is decreasing quickly as I use my wings to glide my way closer to the cloud.

After another two minutes, I had gotten just under one hundred meters from the cloud and I realized that I was going over it. So I angled my wings to be down-forward and soon enough, I began descending from my current altitude. Another one minute and I had finally reached the cloud ground as I retracted my wings back to my side and my hooves touched the ground.

As I finished landing on the clouds, I realized just how tired- and aching -my body parts were feeling right now, my wings felt like they were pampered with wounds as even the slightest movement I tried caused a lot of pain to shoot up. My breaths were short and unstable while my eyes felt like they were about to fall off.

My vision began to spin and I tried to shake it off by shaking my head but it only got worse as now my head felt heavy and hurting a bit, in the distance I heard my mother shout something to me but I couldn't hear it as I fell to the cloud on my right side and my vision began to darken.

'Of course... trying to fly as fast as that... for a first timer... would be very exhausting... how stupid of me to do that' This was my last thought as my eyelids closed together and I fall unconscious due to extreme exhaustion.