I was pretty much done getting stronger for now. Instead, I had been researching goings-on in Equestria. I had also thought more about what Spike had said to me a while ago about potions. I wasn't very good at brewing or at chemistry in general, but potions could be a vital asset to me in a fight.

I had been reading about famous potion brewers in the forest; the Everfree was the only place Pinkie wouldn't follow me and disrupt my reading. I finished my book and decided to walk back to the library rather than teleport. The weather was nice, Rainbitch was nowhere in sight and I wasn't hospitalized. It was a good da- Wait, where is everypony? It's midday, why is the street abandoned? The streets of Ponyville were deserted and empty. A few street stalls had been hastily packed up, leaving a few vegetables and fruits lying on the ground, forgotten.

After walking for a few minutes I started to see a cloaked figure in the distance. The figure was tall and seemed to be digging at the ground slightly with its hoof. I walked over to it to ask it why Ponyville was abandoned. I had almost reached it when it pulled down its hood to reveal... That it was a Zebra. Probably female from the skull structure. I walked up to her.

"Hey!" I called in greeting. "Why's the town deserted?" She looked over to me, with a surprised expression on her face.

"A pony not scared of my guise?" She asked, "of this I am surprised." Was the rhyme intentional?

"Uh... Okay then. So do you know where everypony is? The town being deserted is kinda creeping me out."

"They run like under chase, they are scared of my race." Okay, the rhyming is already annoying.

"Sorry, but why do you keep rhyming when you talk?"

"It is one of my social quirks, it's hard to do but it works."

"Can you stop, please? It's really annoying."

"I will not stop, I will rhyme 'till I drop."

"Seriously, stop." She looked a little sad after I said that.

"O-okay then..." There was an awkward silence for a while.

"So, uh... What do you do for a living?" She looked more positive at that.

"I brew potions for many kinds of remedies." A potion brewer?!

"Seriously?! Can you make stuff that restores stamina and stuff?!"

"Uh... Yes, I can make potions that do that-"

"Fantastic! I need you to make me some really specific stuff as soon as you can! Do you have a shop or something I can visit?"

"My hut is in the Everfree, I can take take you there if you wish."

"Yes! Please do!" She nodded.

"Okay then. Follow me." We walked towards the Everfree.

We headed to her hut so she could prepare me some potions to test out whether they would be good for me in a combat scenario. She told me her name was Zecora. I told her my name was Cloud. We had a general conversation on the way. I farted but it was quiet enough for her not to hear. As you can tell, it was an eventful journey.

Why did I think as you can tell? I'm literally thinking to myself! I don't know, I'm just monolouging to pass the time! Why am I asking myself that in the first place? I already know! For the same reason I'm arguing with myself; I'm probably insane. Hey, I just thought of something... What?

Why would Celestia let some random pony with no memories who has incredible magical power levels strong enough to defeat what is basically an evil goddess more powerful than Equestria's greatest defenses while they show clear symptoms of being clinically insane and is able to mysteriously tap into magic that even the greatest mage in the history of the world couldn't even slightly perform be Equestria's sole protector? I've got a firm and sexy butt? Good point. Anyway, I should probably name the different voices I have in my head. What do I have in mind?

Well; this one should be called the 'Monologing Voice', this one is 'General Thoughts', and this one should be the 'Voice Of Reason'. Sounds good. Oh crap, now the Monologing Voice is a sentient thing. Well, why should I be silent while you two get to talk? Because- Wait, which one of us is in control of our body? Huh. That's a good point. Oh, looks like we'll continue this later. We've arrived. Damn. Well then, Monologue, get to work. Aw... Oh well.

Like I had been thinking, I was at Zecora's hut. She gestured for me to enter first, so I did. The interior was decorated with voodoo-y objects such as tribal masks from probably forein land. That pun was actually painful. Never make that joke again, Monologue. Ugh, fine! I took a seat. Zecora sat opposite to me and we began debating about what potions she would make me.

Zecora had left to gather some supplies. It was about ten minutes before she returned, and when she did she looked pissed.

"What's wrong?" I asked her. She hung her cloak on a hook on the door and sat down before answering me.

"Some ponies from town followed us. They caught up to me when I was gathering plants and started to insult me to my face. I decided to be the good pony in the situation and warn them about the poisonous plants they were standing in, and they insulted me more. It's always this way! When I go to town, they either hide from me in fear or throw trash at me from afar! Why?! Just because I look different from them?!" Tears welled in her eyes. "I can't control the way I was born! You're the first pony I've had a civil conversation with in years! I can't afford to move somewhere else, I make literally no money!" The tears spilled from her eyelids and she curled up. She continued through her sobs. "The only reason I'm not not dead is because I can make potions with the plants in this damned forest! The only reason I live in here is because they wont let me in town without them hiding from me or even attacking me!"

I had never been angrier than I had ever been since I woke up in that moment. I was angrier than when Rainbitch confronted me with violence. I was angrier than when I had beat up Gilda for being such a bitch. I was even angrier than when I had fought Nightmare. The adrenalin from my anger went straight to my magic. It was making me more angry than I had ever been before.

Nightmare had her reasons for being bad. She had been neglected then alone for one thousand years, making her mentally unstable. Trixie had a superiority complex, making her feel justified for being an ass-hat. Gilda had lived her life being tougher than everypony, so she never learned to be respectful as she never had a reason to be. Rainbitch had feuds with me and was a bitch, which was why she attacked me and regularly hospitalized me. But bullies and racists?

They are true evil. They deserve to die. I am going to stop every bully and racist I ever encounter. Why? They caused depression. They caused suicides. They made ponies die. They deserved death themselves.

I'm gonna go to Ponyville to try and stop the bullying. If I fail?

What I did to the fallen god will only be half of what I do to Ponyville.

Author's Notes:

First insanity, then suddenly shit gets real.

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Sorry for the wait, but it'll happen again at random points. Writers block mixed with procrastination is a bitch. :P This one is in two parts mainly just so you don't have to wait longer, plus what's coming deserves its own chapter.

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[Much later edit]
This and the next chapter are terrible. I regret writing them.
Don't worry, the story gets better afterwards and nothing like this happens again.

I skipped 'Look Before You Sleep' since it really didn't have any point to it.