A True "Rarity"

I stared out the window with the Princess. The machine? I always presumed it was called Equestria.

"Much has changed since you were connected to the server." Celestia told me.

"Much?" I questioned. "It all looks the same your highness."

A slight smirk appeared on her face. "Well yes to you maybe, but I see the city as a breathing living thing. I can tell exactly what has changed, and what hasn't."

"So what has changed?"

"Its no longer a breathing, living thing. Its all mechanical." She snorted. "The roads, the buildings, even the common pony is merging with technology."

"You say that as if its a bad thing."

"Its not bad its just not....desired."

"Not desired by whom exactly?" I inquired. "All of us citizens, or you?"

"As selfish as it seems, I do believe its me."

I was impressed by her honesty. She turned away from me, and looked back to what she saw as a "metallic wasteland".

"Before all of....this...Equestria was just as you saw it in the server." She sighed.

So the seismic earmark was really "the server". And everypony is connected to it. All ponies were connected to each other essentially. But why is it that only I was let go from the server?

"Because you're the only one who still uses your brain instead of a machine." She said.

So she can read my thoughts in the server and here.

She smiled. "Yes I can. You're not the only one who has learnt tech magic. Now, as for why I have decided to let you go and what that has to do with why I brought you here; we need to return to our roots. The degradation that has occurred from our technology is on such a vast scale; its incomprehensible."

"A rapture for modern day society. Is that what it is?" I said.

She put it very blatantly. "Yes, yes it is."

I've never been lucky enough to have any major responsibilities thrusted upon me, but I was impressed with how well I handled this one. Heatstroke, assistant to the destruction of ponykind. I like that.

"This isn't a destruction I'm referring to. It's a beginning. Those ponies will still be connected to the server, none of them are dying. Nopony is going to be hurt." She looked right into my eyes and pierced my soul.

"Understand?" She said firmly.

I smirked. "Yes, your highness."

"Excellent. Now that we have a clear understanding, I need you to go back to the server. There is a pony you have to meet."

See who?

"Remember that pony you saw trapped in that cell?" She suggested.

"You mean the one who vanished? What does he have to do with this?" I asked.

"A lot more then you think. Once you go back (oh how my stomach sank upon hearing that word) talk with him. Don't spend too much time." Celestia warned me about messing around in there huh? Perhaps I should see what I can and cannot do.

"How do I go back?" I said.

"Just like this."

I felt a burning in head, a searing pain, and everything went black. I opened up my eyes and there it was, the same windowless room I somehow ended up in. Going back to this world was like returning to a solved puzzle, once you know the answer you feel like a foal for not knowing what to do before.

I've decided to give you the decency of your full magical abilities. Go crazy. But not too crazy. I hope you know your limit.

I do.

Good.

I don't have a limit. Thats one of the few things I know about myself.

I took one last look around the cold metal room, and it wasn't as scary as I believed it to be not so long ago. As my body was enveloped in the fiery red glow of magic, I teleported back to the outside of the cell. I easily (and quickly) remembered why I was here in the first place and turned to my right. Sure enough, that same brown colt was there.

"Celestia sent me her. She told me to find you." I said.

"Well I'm glad you finally came round. Now, I need you to set this place ablaze again, but with you in it." He said.

Never before had I accepted the option of death by my own hooves, but with my knowledge of this place as the false server world of Equestria I didn't mind. As I set my body ablaze along with the prison around me, I didn't feel a thing besides the cool flame. Perhaps it was the realization of this false world that led to the loss of my sense of pain. I can only hope it won't alter my other crucial senses. The world started to melt away, much like the wax of a burning candle. As it faded away for the second time I could feel my return to the real world. I opened my eyes and standing over me was the same brown pony.

"Now then, before we proceed any further lets get that bothersome earmark off." He said slyly.

Before I could have a say in the decision the tan clad colt gripped the SCAALAR tech patented earmark with his teeth, and tore it out. It was nice to have the feeling of pain return. I tried to ignore the spillage of my own blood however.

"Now do you remember?" He said.

I most certainly did. All of my memory of those dark magicks returned, and I recalled why I even enlisted the doctor's help.

"Thank you doctor. I appreciate your contribution to my cause." I said.

"Much obliged." He was smiling.

After nodding in my direction, he warped off to some far unknown space. I was starting to admire his newer T.A.R.D.I.S technologies. I looked back underneath my chrome bed, and sure enough were the letters. Straight from Twilight to the Princess herself. Full of incrimination and deception. I thought back to the doctor and his trademark fez. It was more of a cup that was painted red then a hat but it did help with T.A.R.D.I.S calculations and accuracy according to him. An excellent excuse.

All in all, the general luck I have is utterly impeccable. His T.A.R.D.I.S happening to malfunction and reappear at the server chambers. Happening to bring back my memories and ideals to that poor excuse of a body. Worse (or better) yet, to be freed from that "immortality" of ATS. Animated Thought Suspension. A cheap version of and endless life. I can't believe we all fell for her promises. Of course her mane six played along too. They didn't even realize they were simply pawns in the grand scheme of her twisted sense of utopia. Of course the stars the are the ones really in control of her now. Such strange entities they are. As old as the universe itself, and they still display the basic needs for control and domination. We all spawned from them is some way. Either through the planets they created or the energies they sprinkled throughout spacetime. Never directly involved, but always responsible for things in some way. A minor nudge in the timestream here, spacial distortion there.

Omnipotent, omnipresent, and cocky. They assume they know whats best for everypony and everything. They don't. They are such basic life forms they can't even talk. They just use a hive mentality on a widespread scale. Essentially, they're amoebas that have managed to become gods. But once I managed to find their secrets, I excelled past their hive mind. I exceeded all capacities of this multiverse. The connections between past and future, I could connect them with my own magic. Of course the time came where I decided to share these abilities openly, without having to suppress the cosmic waves that emanated from every spell. When that time did come, so did the stars. Returning for compensation from Luna for aiding her in her escape from the moon. It was much bigger then that of course, it was the first transfer of a star into another being.

Nightmare Moon was but a test, a foreshadowing of what was to come. Nopony saw that as such ominous sign of course, they weren't enlightened like me. When I did finally decide to travel to Ponyville and discuss with the Princess it was beyond my reach. The influence of the stars could be seen right in her eyes. It was never Celestia's fault. She just managed to be born with a cutie mark of a star. I did manage to warn the mane six of it, but of course just like the letters, they too were filled with lies. It did dawn on me at somepoint that there was no more hope of informing the otheres of the truth. No matter what I had done, regardless of all the times I had broken the "laws" of space and time it was all the same outcome. The eternal rule of the stars. What I believe is truly humiliating, was my loss of not just my memory, but the creation of false ones. I was controlled from head to hoof.

Now I have come across my assumption of what needs to be; a destruction......and ending to all this universe has. The time has come for the migration of dimensions. for all beings including the stars, to move to that final plane. There is much that needs to be done however. The best example of that statement is my lack of supporters. Everypony but Princess Celestia is in the server, and I cannot overcome billions of stars alone. Thus comes a plot. My plan is to bring about change in the universe. The new beginning. The Redux.

End of Part 3