The God Delusion

Celestia rested her head on her silk pillow staring at the top canopy of her bed. It was not particularly interesting, just fine made silk with bits of gold leaf woven into it for the hell of it. Celestia was not staring at it because she was generally interested at this boring sight. She was staring at this canopy because it helped try and put her mind at ease, her thoughts were troubling her and prevented her from entering the blissful realm of sleep.

'Am I a god?' She finally said out loud, breaking the hour of silence she had kept. It was that question that had plagued her all night. She could just not get it out of her head and she just didn't know how it had even gotten there in the first place.

Ever since ponies were first around the idea of a god or creator had always been thee, dwelling in the background of Pony thoughts and culture, but the great scholar Starswirl the bearded was the first pony to ever give a proper definition. He claimed that if there was a god it would have three traits: Omnipotence,Omnibenevolence  and Omniscience. All Powerful, All loving and all knowing.

Celestia pondered these words, mostly in the attempt to get some sleep. She groaned and rolled her eyes bringing her hooves to them rubbing them carefully.

'Let's just get this over with brain.'

She started with Omnipotence, shouldn't be too hard.

She looks at the table next to her luxurious bed seeing a small portrait. She examined it to see.....him. Portrayed on the picture was a stallion with a deliciously well combed brown mane, his whole body appeared to be made from real gold, shining in the sun outside what appeared to be a Shisha bar in Saddle Arabia with a charming grin on his face. Celestia sighed, it was difficult even after three hundred years to forget the charming Earth Pony.

'Oh  Autumn Wind......Why did you have to leave me?'

He closed her eyes as if by doing this all tragic memories of her love for the stallion would vanish and as soon as her eyes opened again he would be standing right infront of him with his trademark grin ready to melt her icy outlook on love.

This of course did not happen stressing her statement before. Not matter how powerful she was no matter how many ponies had kissed her feet in an act of fealty to their lord. She was not all powerful, and try as she might she could never bring Autumn back even through days worth of magic on his lifeless corpse nothing could bring him back to embrace her once more. And soon she knew Cadance would befall the same fate. When Shining Armor's mortal body ceased to function Cadance too would grieve and try with all her might to bring him back. But she will be unable to save him, and will be unable to end her life either so that she might find some consulation in the fact that their souls may meet again. And Celestia would only be able to watch as her fellow Alicron wept and mourned for the passing of her one and only love.

Celestia felt a tear run down her cheek as she looked back at the canopy of her bed. How many other ponies had she watched die, knowing that she would continue on while she would have to stay their until even their tombstone were dust. All those servants, friends and proteges she had come to know were all dust and bones who she would never see again. Her eyes began to leak as she laid her head back, wishing nothing more but sleep but her mind kept her painfully awake. She still had some questions to answer.