Author's Note
Firstly: this is not a second person story, I simply used it to hint at what this is
This is something I am working on in my spare time, don't expect frequent updates, or anything spectacular. This is a bit of a backstrory to a shared universe ive been working on (It wont be done for a long time knowing me) . I am, however, taking sugestions for oneshots, I will take my favorites, and make a little story for you guys for more info check out the entry called "A new day (hopefully)" on my page. But for now, enjoy what I've got for you now.
A new day's light
It is the first day of the New Year, the sun is shining, the birds are singing, and your alarm clock is turned off. You intend to make up for all the late nights working, parties, and sleepless nights when your neighbor is being too loud, by sleeping all day long. You roll over and look at the clock, satisfied on having slept so late into the afternoon, yet you find yourself still reluctant to fully awake. You settle back into place, close your eyes, and let out a silent sigh, mentally thanking Celestia for the chance to sleep so late. Dreams begin to play at the edge of your mind, as you feel yourself slipping back into the land of sleep, when suddenly; you hear a sound from outside your window, rousing you from your sleepy mindset. You frown, and opt to ignore the sound and wait for it to pass. Much to your disappointment however, it does not. You let out a new sigh, this time, it is one of annoyance. You grab a jacket, it is quite chilly outside, you can tell, and angrily walk out your apartment, not taking the time to shower or brush. You simply want to stop the noise, and return to bed.
Much to your surprise the noise comes from a colt, standing near a fountain in the center of the square. He is shouting something which is lost to you, due to both your distance, and groggy mind. You push past the small crowd he has accumulated approach the colt, intending to tell him off, however, before you can get a word out, he turns to you,
"Greetings," he says to you, “My name is K, and I am here today to reveal to you the truth! A secret kept from us by Celestia, now returned! Hear my tale, and nay let it fall on deaf ears, for I speak of the true gods; The Ten Divines! Listen, as I tell the tales of the gods that have been kept from us for so very long, and join me, in my quest, to return them, and restore their power, as I spin tails untold for centuries! I shall restore The Hall of The Father to its former glory, and we shall embrace our true gods! As they, will show us the way! I shall reveal all these secrets, and more, later today at 6:00, in the building that used to be the museum." He concludes, then he turns away, and you look down to find a small flyer, which somehow found its way into your hooves. You tuck the paper into your pocket, plenty awake, and very curious, you find your bed a less inviting decision than whatever it is the colt is purposing. You consider returning to your apartment, but you decide instead to go into town and get lunch. 6:00 was a few hours away. You had plenty of time until whatever this was.
"And so, was born the divines, the balance, the holy spirit, the essence of life. And, together, the divines made it their goals, to give their fathers creations their life. And so, from the lights creations of sun, moon, water, fire, earth, air, chaos, harmony, magic and reason, rose ten spirits, with powers over of the very creations from which they had risen. These spirits came to be known as the ten divines: *Solo, Mana, Marena, Ferre, Terre, Ari, Kono, Orrer, Magi, and Reya. And so they began the tedious task, of combining their powers to create beings, that would roam the whole of creation.
First, from the strength of stone, and the intensity of fire, bound with the powers of harmony and reason; came the Earth Ponies. Next, from the glowing power of flame, and the refreshing cool of water, bound with the powers of magic and chaos; came the Unicorns. Finally, from the cool breath of air, and the rush of flowing water, bound with the powers of magic and harmony; came the Pegasi. the sun and moon, used their powers to breathe life into each of the creations.
Their father, was so very pleased at this, that he invited the dark to take a look. the darkness came, and brought with him his own children. The darkness, had five creations of his own. The oldest, Nim (n-EE-m), or shadow, was, as the sun, formed from the darkness and his hate. The second, Mal (m-ah-l), or power, flitted about, attempting to influence others to give in to temptation. The third, Ban (b-aa-n), was perhaps the most devastating, and most opposite to the divines as a whole; the representation of death. The fourth, Sang (s-ah-ng), or sin, was the only daughter of the darkness, and the most powerful, when it came to corrupting mortal souls. The final creation, Man (m-ah-n), or collapse, was the most complex, it is because of this, that he is the hardest to explain. Man represented the end of creation, be it divine or mortal, Man was the undoing of all things, be it monarchy or creation, Man is both anarchy and apocalypse. If it has a beginning, than Man, is its inevitable, and devastating end.And so, these corrupt beings created their own creatures, who wreaked havoc upon the pour creatures and creations of the light and his children.
Left with no other choice, the light instructed his children to create new forms: ten bodies made of both creation (water fire earth air) and spirit (magic reason chaos harmony), and instead of imbuing them with the power of the heavens (sun moon), they would instead each take up a body and lead their children out of the darkness. combining their powers, the divines took up ten alicorn forms, and descended into the land their children called: "equestria".
This act caused the divines to no longer be fully ethereal beings, and instead, though not incapable of returning to the realm of their father, were now bound to the land, and its inhabitants, allowing them to bestow small amounts of power to their children. They gave to their children, enough power to banish the corruption to the dark corners of creation, and in doing so, taught them not only the strength the so desperately needed and unknowingly possessed, but also, the love of the light, the father of all. Thus began the practice of the divine worship, and so was born the faith in the light who was The All Father."
With that, the strange colt, who called himself 'K', closed the large red leather bound tome from which he was reading, thanked each of you for coming, and invited you to come again, in two days time, and to bring friends and/or family. Then ushering you out the door, before leaving himself, and locking the doors behind him. you are suddenly hit with cool air and a calm breeze, in the distance, you spy the clock tower in the center of town a little ways off, and are surprised to see it is now eight fifteen. Confused, though not unnerved, you stare in disbelief up at the sky, the faint twinkling of stars assures you that the clock is in fact correct, and you wonder how two hours flashed by in a matter of what felt like minuets. As you arrive back at your apartment in which this whole mess began, you decide to return to the museum in two days time. thankful, that it gives you a day to, hopefully, acquire the sleep you had intended to get today. as you drift off to sleep, you swear you hear the warm chuckle of a wise old colt, but disregard it, as a mere trick by your drowsy mind, before sinking into a sea of sweat dreams.
Author's Note
*The order of the divines names are in the same order as the creations in sentence before it.
"In the beginning, before life, before equestria, before time, there was nothing. Nothing, but light and dark. And from the light came a thought. A single thought. A wholesome thought. The thought was love. And from the dark came a thought. A single thought. A corrupt thought. And the thought was hate.
And so the light and the dark pushed, they pushed against each other. And the light shone bright, illuminating the darkness. And the darkness lingered at the edge of its glow, threatening to engulf it if it wavered for even a moment.
And in the moment of calm, the light took in its surroundings. They were very dull, and very empty. And so, the light made it his mission to shape the nothingness into somethingness, and he did. First, he made the sun. A mass of light formed of himself, and his love. Then he made another, and took his light away from this one; he called it the moon. He basked in the glory of his fine work, but alas, there was nopony to share it with. Only the darkness, who mocked and laughed at his precious creations. so he took a hoof-full of his moons dust, and pushed it, as he had against the darkness, and it hardened, he called this next creation; Stone. He showed stone his creations, but stone did not seem interested, it seemed to be content on simply floating in the nothingness that was slowly, very slowly, becoming somethingness. And so the light attempted to teach his stone speak. The stone did not speak, but instead was filled with the love of the lights words. They swirled and blew, and he called them air. The air, now acting as the voice of stone whispered its delight, at the warmth of sun, and the soft glow of moon.
Soon, the light decided that air needed someone to talk to, and, since air liked them so much, he decided to make them from his sun and from his moon. And so from the sun, light created the crackling flame, and from the moon, light created the churning water, and he gave them to air, and to stone. They were very grateful.
Soon, the light saw his work was not yet done. His wonderful creations, though possessing the power of the word, had nothing to speak of. And so, the light created four new creations, they were the first idea, no more than mere spirits, were his last four creations: Harmony, Chaos, Magic, and Reason.
And so, light watched, as his creations began to dance a dance.
it was a complex dance.
a dangerous dance.
a beautiful dance.
and his creations called the dance a single word,
they called their dance...
Life."
Author's Note
The intro was a bit of a space filler, so don't expect to see very much in that style in this story. it will be occasionally to keep consistency but other than that don't expect much. Also yes, I'm aware that 'Somethingness' isn't a word.
