Chaos...destruction...death. These elements were the only things that were known in this new world of darkness. Ponyville, Equestria, and the rest of the entire world were now under dark, fiery skies, the sun and moon nowhere to be seen, only one of the many changes Chthon had wrought onto the planet. The blue oceans of the once beautiful Equion were now oceans of boiling lava. The four continents of the world were in complete and utter turmoil and disarray. It would seem that only Ponyville and Canterlot inhabitants were the only ones turned to stone.

Across the burning world, the massive landmasses that once had lush green landscapes were now dead and barren, no plants or vegetation refusing to grow. Around the world, cities, towns, and villages were either decimated completely or are in the process of being destroyed. Ponies on every nation around the world were in a state of constant confusion and panic over the sudden change in their world. In short the peaceful and lush world of equines was now a Hell on Earth so to speak. Chthon appeared at the very top of his self-made, tower that stood high in the center of Ponyville.

The top was a large, circular platform to which the appearance was simple. About halfway across the platform was a slightly higher, square shaped level at what at the very end was a large, dark, very crude throne. The throne was a deep brown color that looked like it was made out of stone with black lining in which the front of the arms rests were in the shape of equine skulls, while the back was large and in a peculiar shape. The center was shaped like a large circle with four arrows coming from the center of the circle and sticking out of if, with two arrows crossing over each other to form an X while an arrow went vertical and the last horizontal with a total of eight, sharp points around the back. It was a sinister symbol, Chthon's symbol...the symbol for chaos. Chthon hovered in the air for a moment before slowly descending and finally landed on his crudely designed throne.

"A most fitting seat for a god. High above the heavens, with the world beneath me under my watchful eye,'' Chthon commented darkly, resting both his arms on the arm rests.

At this high an altitude, the top and the throne were surrounded by nothing but a fiery, dark reddish orange skyscape. With the way he was seated on his throne along with the tint of fire in the skies the surrounded Chthon gave off a form of empowerment to the God of Chaos. The empowerment of a god about to lay his will upon his domain that was the world beneath him.

With a dark, evil chuckle, Chthon closed his eyes as he spoke, ''Now it's time to attend to the damage, and cause some more.'' When Chthon opened his eyes, they were completely glowing with an unholy red aura. "It's time to address the mortals. They deserve to know the honor they have of being tormented by me.''

As all the nations were erupted in chaos and destruction, the clouds in the fiery skies parted and the image of Chthon appeared in the heavens in a massive form. The panicking ponies all over the world all froze in their places, some crying up to the skies and screamed in fear as they beheld the God of Chaos.

"Silence mortals!'' Chthon called, his demonic voice booming in the skies.

The ponies of the world screamed and cowered under the skies. They didn't know what was going on. They didn't know what to do. All they did was fearfully lower themselves as the god continued his address.

"Look around you followers of tranquility. The once peaceful world of light has now shifted to the world of chaos and darkness! Such as the will of Lord Chthon, the God of Chaos!''

Ponies cried out again. "The God of Chaos?!''

"Did he do all of this?!''

"What does he want?!''

"Look at him! He looks like some sort of demon!

"Dear lord! Chiron help us!'' various ponies across the lands would cry out.

Chthon raised his arms to his sided and slightly bent his arms and balled his fists as he silenced the world? "Hear me mortal ponies. Never look up to the sky with hope. Never let a joyful noise be heard, for the old era of harmony has ended and the new era of destruction and chaos has begun!''

Chthon's fists were engulfed in a sphere of crimson red and black energy as his eyes suddenly burst with the same colored energy as he looked down upon the word in a dominating stance.

"Open your eyes children of order! Look upon the face of chaos! It is time to pay tribute to your new god! Time to pay offerings of your will, your spirit, your sanity...and your lives!"

On those final words, Chthon collided his fists together and instantly, he disappeared in a fiery flash of light. The ponies screamed in terror and moments after Chthon disappeared, the heavens started to rain down large balls of fire upon the face of the world. The ponies of Equion screamed as they began to frantically run about in attempt to shelter themselves from the burning rain. High on his tower, Chthon sat down onto his throne after announcing his new rule unto the world. He placed his arms on the crude armrests as a wicked smirk spread upon his face. His eyes then started to glow that unholy, sinister red as he bowed his head slightly. The kingdom of Kal-Equa was in a state of great upheaval and disarray. The nation's equines screamed, cried, and panicked as their kingdom went under great destruction.

Balls of fire rained from the dark, orange tinted, fiery skies, some causing buildings to become ablaze the second on impact. Others crumbled and fell in a fiery fashion onto the streets, adding to the already horrific bedlam. Amidst the chaotic streets of scurrying, screaming ponies, a father had his daughter filly on his back as he desperately tried to get him and his child to safety.

"Daddy why is this happening?!'' the little filly cried as she clung onto her father.

"I-I don't know Gem!'' the father answered truthfully with regret and fear as he maneuvered through the streets.

Gem looked around frantically, tears escaping from her eyes, becoming increasingly freighted by the chaotic scene she and her father was embroiled in. "W-Where's mommy? Why couldn't she come with us?!''

At this question, the father pinched his eyes shut as tears ran down his face. "She's…you're can't be with us anymore…''

"But…but why?!'' Gem asked, crying harder.

Her father opened his eyes and gazed back at his daughter. "Don't worry sweetheart. Daddy's going to protect you no matter what!''

Gem sniffed and let out another cry before squeaking,'' I…I love you daddy!''

"I love you too baby!'' the father spoke sincerely as more tears fell from his eyes.

As the scene played out, Chthon smiled darkly, his canine like teeth showing. "It isn't wise for a parent to lie to their children,'' he commented cryptically.

Just then the skies over Kal-Equa cracked with red lightning. It happened in a blink of an eye. As Gem was carried by her father, a bolt of lightning stroked down from the skies and down towards the parent and daughter and hit them. The two only screamed for a second before their bodies flew and skidded on the ground before stopping, next to each other and sprawled with half shut, empty eyes…motionless as a dark chuckle from Chthon echoed. Up in his castle that overlooked his kingdom, King Centurus stepped out onto his balcony and walked slowly over to the ledge. He gazed outwards in horror as he saw that the crystal ocean that once surrounded his kingdom islands was now replaced by an ocean of lava.

As far as the eye could see, he saw balls of fire raining down from heavens and onto the sea of molten rock as well as his beloved kingdom. Centurus gazed around his crumbling kingdom, wearily, shockingly, and horrifically as he heard the distant screams of his people.

"My…God…what is happening to my kingdom? 'Centurus asked himself as he continued looking on at the chaotic site.

Just then, one of his guards had galloped onto the balcony, breathing heavily with exhaustion and desperation. "Sire, I'm afraid things are getting worst by the second. The fatalities are insurmountable!''

Centurus said noting, just continued to cast his world weary gaze out onto the kingdom as the guard continued. "You're majesty…what are your orders?!''

Centurus didn't responded. The guard looked bewilderedly at his king as he asked again with increasing panic. "King Centurus, what should we do?!''

It was then that Centurus started to tremble light. His lower lip quivered as tears started to escape his eyes. He gave his head a slight shake as he finally answered with a soft, woeful tone. "I…I don't know…''

The guard looked at Centurus with a confused, desperate stare as he could believe what he had just heard. As the horrific calamity continued, the main island suddenly began to shake greatly as if being stricken by a mighty earthquake. Among the quake, the citizens of Kal-Equa began to scream and cry in terror as they now struggled to keep their balances. It seemed as if with each passing second, the quake was getting stronger and more destructive, buildings beginning to crumble down. Centurus and his guard too struggled to keep from falling over from the great tremor.

"W-What's…now what's happening?!'' the king asked in alarm.

At that moment, there was a great, earth trembling crash the rang out throughout the entire kingdom, followed by the cries of a thousand voices. Centurus grabbed onto the ledge on the balcony and his heart sank as he gazed out onto his kingdom. The earthquake had started to break the island apart, waves of lava crashing from the cracks and broken earth. With each passing moments, the ground of the kingdom became more broken which allowed the molten earth to spew forward. It wasn't long before a large tidal wave of lava suddenly erupted from the broken earth and began to engulf the screaming ponies and the kingdom. Centurus could only watch in speechless horror as the tidal wave of lava swept through his kingdom. His guard screamed for his king and in terror, but to Centurus it's all but deafening to him. It wasn't long before the wave of lava made its way to the castle and submerged the bastion along with every being within it as Kal-Equa broke apart and sunk into the boiling depths.

High on his tower, Chthon's eyes still glowed that unholy red glow as he laughed out darkly. "Such wondrous sounds. There is nothing in this world that can encompass the symphony of a thousand voices screaming in harmony! But…'' Chthon chuckled to himself before continuing. "I'm afraid that their demise wasn't satisfying enough. Surely I could do much better.''

The deity then snapped his fingers. Almost instantly in an enormous blast of dark crimson and black energy, the entire kingdom islands of Kal-Equa reappeared. The buildings were intact and the earth wasn't cracked or broken. Along with the kingdom's restoration, all the ponies that had just perished in the lava were now alive and well. The citizens of the once lost nation all gazed around in confusion and fear, murmuring to themselves alarmed. The castle was also brought back and Centurus and his guard gazed around perplexed.

"What…what just happened?! Sire?'' the guard asked, observing himself.

Centurus too looked upon himself, an expression of feared confusion on his face. "I…I don't know. I remembered our kingdom sinking into the sea of lava. Could…could that had been an illusion…a mere nightmare?''

On his crude throne, Chthon made a simple, slight waving gesture with a claw. In a plume of dark, red fire, a globe of Equion appeared, floating a mere few inches from the evil god. The globe was red and incredibly life like, the landmasses and terrains were raised-relief. The globe rotated itself until it stopped with a small series of islands that was the nation of Kal-Equa. With a dark smirk, Chthon inhaled through his nostrils before finally exhaling through his mouth. As he exhaled, red, sparkling mist blew out and onto the islands situated on the globe.

In the fiery skies above the newly constructed Kal-Equa, the orange tinted skies parted slightly as the sparkling mist erupted from the heavens and began to descend upon the kingdom. The mysterious red mist snaked its way through the skies, as if it had a mind of its own before finally making way and scattering all over the unexpected kingdom. The island nation was suddenly enveloped in a haze of red with glowing red particles fluttering endless in in the atmosphere. Almost immediately upon inhalation, the citizens of Kal-Equa began to cough heavily, some heaving forward while other kneeled. Their eyes watered and stung, their throats dried and sored as if the very particles themselves were burning spores that were burning their bodies slowly from the inside.

Moments…minutes of never ending coughing and choking until finally one Kal-Equian pony stopped their coughing and was replaced by a low, seething growl. He began to breathe deeply, his head bowed before he slowly began to lift his head. What a sight, a frightening sight. His eyes were now glowing an unholy red, his nostrils were flared, and his muzzle now housed sharp fangs. What was once a fearful, panicking, coughing pony was now a menacing, beast like creature with bloodlust in its eyes, his growling becoming louder...vampire like even. But he wasn't the only one.

The pony a few distances away from him too ceased her coughing and gazed up to reveal the same, glowing red eyes and beastly fangs. Then another, and then another, the coughing turned into snarls and growls and their eyes glowed in the haze. Soon, the diamond tattooed ponies that were the citizens of Kal-Equa were now turned into animalistic looking creatures. Two of the nearest ponies growled and snipped at each other before one of them pounced on the other with a brief, animal like cry and the two began to viciously fight only another. One sunk it's fangs in the other's shoulder while the other sunk theirs in the other's side stomach.

The sudden attack on each other was the only thing needed to set off a chain reaction and soon the other ponies began to engage each other in a vicious, bloody civil war. Roars of dominance, growls of menace, and cries of pain rang out throughout the city. Flesh was grossly ripped off, blood splattered the ground as the beastly citizens continued their savage fight. One pony sunk their fangs in the neck of another and ripped their throat out. The pony cried in pain and fell backwards on the ground, apparently dead. However, a few moments later, he began to stir and slowly got up. The animalistic pony snarled at its target, blood streaming between his fangs and drops of blood and flesh coming from the gaping wound from his neck.

The injured pony then pounced on his attacker and continued to viciously bite and maim him, returning the favor and ripping some of the flesh from his bones. On his balcony, Centurus looked on in horror as the bloodthirsty roars, growls, and snarls of his people rang through the air. He saw his subjects who were normally so kind and generous to one another were now animalistic barbarians with nothing in their minds but death and bloodshed.

"My god…what…Chiron's name is happening to my people?!'' Centurus asked himself in terror.

"Y-Your…Majesty…'' a voice spoke from behind along with a few coughs.

Centurus immediately turned around to see the guard slouched forward, coughing heavily. "What are you…are you alright?'' the king asked concerned to his guard.

He attempted to go towards the guard when he stopped in his tracks. The guard stopped his coughing and staggered a bit before coming to a still, his head lowered. Centurus then started to hear a low growl coming from the guard that only grew louder. The guard finally, slowly lifted his head, causing Centurus to jump lightly backwards in shock. He now had the same glowing red eyes, savaged, vampire like appearance as the rest of the kingdom. The transformed guard snarled as he advances towards Centurus.

The alarmed kings drew backwards as he spoke in horror. "W-What has happened to you-'' before he could finished, he inhaled the red, glowing particle mist and began to cough violently.

As he coughed, he fell to one knee. He felt as if his insides would burst into flames at any moment. His vision spun as his mind began to become clouded. He roughly shook his head to try to clear his senses, but was in vain. His thoughts were vanishing with each and every passing second as he breathing began to evolve into a soft growl. His eyes dilated as the light faded from his eyes, becoming empty before finally starting to glow that unholy red. The teeth in his mouth grew, sharpened and his coughing became animal like grunts and growls. Finally, Centurus casted his glowing red eyes on the guard, who was growling and advancing towards him. Centurus too bared his fangs and snarled as he lowered his body menacingly.

And then Centurus acted, not on though, but on instinct, and he leaped at the guard and sunk his teeth in the guard's flesh on his neck. With all his strength, Centurus whipped around and through the guard at the ledge with he hit hard, giving out a brief yelp of pain before falling to the floor. Centurus growled as he took a step at the fallen guard before his ear twitched. He looked over his shoulder and turned around as two more guards prowled onto the balcony, each with the same bestial appearance and glowing red eyes. Centurus snarled louder as he leered at the two who growled and lowered themselves. Suddenly, one of them ran forwards and leaped at the unicorn king. However, as the guard came down, Centurus readied his head and the guard fell upon it, Centurus' horn going through his body.

With a roar, Centurus whipped his head and through the guard from his horn and onto the ground, a light stream of blood falling through the sky and onto the ground as he did so. As Centurus was preparing to attack the guard, the one that was thrown at the ledge suddenly pounced on him, mauling him viciously. Centurus roared in pain, struggling fiercely before finally bucking the guard off him. The guard landed in front of one of the other guards only to be attacked with a series of bites from the latter. Centurus let out a beastly roar, his horn glowing a billowing orange aura as he leaped with fangs bared at the three guards, joining the rest of his kingdom as Kal-Equa was left in a red hazed mist of carnage and slaughter.

Chthon let out a dark laughter as he witnessed the bloodshed that was befalling Kal-Equa in his mind. "Such sporting spectacle! Yes puppets, engage for your lord…entertain me!''

The dark lord then grinned wickedly. "Ripping each other limb from limb, only for the hands of time to repeat itself and for death to be abolished…such a splendid way to enjoy this day. But there's still the rest of Equion to contend with. Now…which land shall I lay waste to next?''

As Chthon said those words, he gave off a dark chuckle before his eyes started to glow a crimson red. The endless fields of the Zebrian Serengeti was a nightmarish dwelling. Like the rest of the world, the grassy plains were under fiery tinted skies. Balls of ignited hail breathed down from the burning heavens above, the burning ice setting areas ablaze immediately upon impact. Across the nation, the zebras of the nation desperately fled their villages that were quickly being caught on fire by the burning hail raining down.

There would be some unfortunate souls that would be struck by the hail, being instantly engulfed in flames. They would scream out horribly as they writhed in pain before finally falling motionlessly onto the grass. The fauna of the Serengeti also ran in fear from the raining fire. Elephants, antelopes, gazelles, hyenas, lions, among others ran dismayed through the burning fields while numerous birds flew overhead, some caught by the falling fire and plummeted to the earth in blazing death. The village known as Kwa-Zulu, was near the base of a great mountain, its peak at an altitude so high that orange tinted clouds rolled beneath its peak.

Suddenly there was a rumble along with a tremor. The rumbling grew louder with each passing second as the tremor became stronger before turning into a powerful earthquake. This only added to the fear and terror of the zebrian equines that lived in the village, and they screamed and cried as their village was rocked by the earthquake. High at the top of the mountain, the peak began to crumble, large debris of the earth rolling along down the sides as glowing orange yellow cracks appeared and veined from the peak.

Rumbles like thunder rolled the skies, ground rocking quakes like giants stepping shook the earth until finally, the peak of the mountain erupted as an explosion of lava came forth of the mountain turned volcano. A black plume of smoke rose from the opening and into the dark, fiery skies, blue lightning flashed from the smoke violently and onto the village. From the eruption, large clumps of molten rock rocketed down from the continuing erupting and down unto the village so ill-fated to be at its foot. The poor zebras of the villages cowered and ran about frantically as they tried to dodge the clumps of lava. Some hit the hut houses instantly setting them ablaze with fire and destroying them.

Among the fiery chaos, another eruption came from the mountain top, this time a massive plume of fire accompanying the lava. As clumps of lava shot out from the explosion, the plume of fire and lava then began to morph and take form. A giant sphere of fire and lava took form at the peak which spun rapidly within itself. Just as quickly that it appeared, the fiery sphere soon subsided, as the form of Chthon appeared in his place. Chthon took on a massive form, his upper body only visible while his lower body went into the opening of the mountain. His dark eyes were set ablaze with dark red and black fire like energy like large beacons over the lands as the fire and lava died down around him. Chthon spread his four wings outwards, scattering ember and molten earth in all directions as he bore a dark, sinister, twisted smile.

The zebras of the village saw the giant god perched atop the mountain and instantly screams of terror rang out and they all began to run in an attempt to escape his presence. Chthon tuned slightly and gazed down at the village and upon seeing the running villagers he smirked wickedly, exhaling a brief gust of flames from his nostrils.

"Such cowardly cockroaches. They are nothing but bothersome insects beneath me…and all insects must be exterminated.''

Chthon then extended a claw towards the village and with a simple gesture, he called forth powerful winds to smite the village. As the zebras ran, their screamed as the mighty winds blew them off their hooves and into the air. They flipped and turned violently as they were picked up by the powerful winds as the score of zebras from the village were taken in scores through the air. From the distance, zebras from other villages screamed and cried as they too were carried violently by Chthon's winds until they joined the rest of the caught villagers, becoming a single mass flying towards Chthon.

With eyes still burning light large lanterns and with a motion of a single arm and claw, Chthon guided the mass of zebras as the winds carried them. The mass of zebra villagers came to the base of the mountain before swirling up towards the great peak, the evil chaos god ever so guiding with a simple, slow swirl of his claws. As the screaming, swirling mass of zebras finally reached the top to where Chthon was standing, the deity raised his arms in the air and the mass followed. Chthon then quickly brought his arms downward, commanding the current of zebras to descend quickly with terrified screams down into the mountain. Inside the mountain's peak, the zebra equines fell and landed on cliffs and ledges, some barely grabbing onto the edges and dangled and hung on for dear life. The deep in the mountain turned volcano, its chasm was ablaze with yellowish orange flames, causing the inside of the mountain to be aglow with a fiery tinted color. Seeing the fiery pit, the frightened zebras, backed away against the mountain's wall as far as they can and away towards the edges.

The Towering Chthon gazed down at the terror stricken villagers with a menacing smirk as he chuckled darkly. He then brought his claws inward down into the mountain and scooped up about a dozen of the zebras. The stripped equines screamed and cried as Chthon brought his claws upwards and close to his face, his burning eyes upon the small beings in his hands.

"Although I love the agony of you mortals, that doesn't deter the fact that I've find nothing interesting about such lowly species as yours…'' Chthon began, as he started to wiggle his fingers slightly. The zebras cried as the god cruelly toyed with them, letting some fall through his fingers only to catch them again at a second's notice. "Nothing…for such a worthless, trivial lot.''

As Chthon said those words, he looked down on the zebras disdainfully before finally turning his claws over and letting the villagers fall. The zebras screamed as they fell inside the mountain, missing any cliffs and edges that could possibly save them before finally vanishing into the pit of fire below…their cries swallowed by the loud crackling of the inferno below. The remaining zebras that witnessed this briefly screamed in horror, backing even closer to the mountain wall. Chthon leered down at the display before standing straight up slightly. He brought his left claw up near his face and snapped the fingers of his left claw. Instantly, half of the zebras that had just parish in the fires inside the mountain appeared in the palm of his claw.

The zebra equines looked around sharply in fear, confusion, and alarm before crying out at the sight of Chthon gazing disgustingly at them. After a moment or two, Chthon brought his free claw upwards as he spoke.

"Disgusting. Perhaps after a few minor…adjustments these mortals could be put to much better use.''

As he spoke, Chthon placed his free claw a few inches over the claw with the villagers. He began to wave the free claw slightly in a circular motion as the zebras cowered in his claw. Almost instantly, the zebras suddenly burst into flames of dark red fire. The black and white stripped equines screamed and writhed in pain as the remainder zebras watched horrifically from inside the mountain. As the villagers burned in his claw, Chthon stared down at them as a sadistic smile slowly came across his face.

After what seemed like an eternity of excruciating pain, the crimson flames finally died and disappeared, leaving the equines in a plume of smoke. As the smoke dissipated, pairs of red light shined through the dying smoke before finally revealing a frightful sight. Standing what used to be zebra villagers were now sinister, demonic looking creatures. The creatures had the anatomy of equines, but their appearance were nothing like those in the world of Equion. Their coats were of deep purple and their hooves were black and cloven with unkempt fetlocks over them. Their ears had numerous nips and they had wild manes and tails that were either red, black, or white. They now had sharp, canine like teeth that were bared and had unnatural black eyes with unholy red pupils.

The creatures snarled and made unearthly as they moved about and Chthon smiled darkly at his new creations. "Ah such a great improvement. Now these are creatures worthy of going about in my domain.'' Chthon said, slowly wiggling the fingers of his free claw as he petted his new minions.

The dark creatures hissed contently as their master continued to stroke their heads. "Now go my children of chaos. Amuse yourselves with the souls of the mortals beneath me. Let their anguish give you breath, let their despair give you strength...and give them the true reason as to why they should scream.'' The dark lord spoke with wicked grin before letting his dark minions fall into the mountain opening.

The dark, equine like demons fell inside that volcanic mountain before catching themselves on the edges of cliffs and ledges from different levels. Upon seeing the unnatural hooves of the creatures clinging to the edge, the zebras fearfully retreated as far back as they could as one by one the demons poked their heads over the edges as they began to climb carelessly onto the cliffs. The creatures snarled and breathed deeply as their red eyes fell on the stunned, terror-stricken villagers. As Chthon's minions climbed onto the cliffs, they began to slowly, threateningly advance towards the inhabitants of the Zebrian Serengeti.

The zebras shook and feared greatly at the dark beings, backing back inch by inch until they came to the edge of the cliff and couldn't draw back anymore. Suddenly, a demon lunge up from the side of the cliff behind an unsuspecting zebra, putting its fore hooves around his neck. The villager screamed out before the creature forced backward, falling off the cliff and taking the unfortunate zebra with him into the fiery pit below. This act was the only trigger that was needed and the other creatures and they quickly went upon the cornered zebrian villagers.

A demon leaped on a zebra and immediately dug its sharp fangs in its victim's chest and with a single gesture tore off a large piece of flesh, causing the zebra to cry out in tremendous pain. The poor villager tried desperately to fight the demon off, but the dark savage just hung on and ripped more flesh from the zebra. On another level of the mountain, two demons double teamed a zebra and viciously lunged at the equine and proceeded to rip a foreleg and a hind leg off, causing agonizing screams to ring out and joined the rest in a harmonious symphony of sorrow. Chthon watched with sadistic glee as his minions of darkness and chaos went about gruesome acts on the zebras. He watched as some were savagely dismembered, ripped apart, devoured, or sent plummeting into the inferno chasm below. Seeing the murders, Chthon began to give off a low chuckle which grew louder before finally erupting into a dark laughter that echoed out into the reddish orange tinted heavens as the Zebrian Serengeti was enveloped in a sea of fire.

Chthon sat on his throne atop his high tower, watching what had occurred in the nation of the zebras. He laugh out loud cruelly…darkly as the calamity he had caused. After a moment or two, Chthon finally quiet down as a look of upmost wickedness came to his face.

"Such wondrous stories! Let them bathe in a baptism of fire, scorch their flesh so their souls could be free and be admitted eternally in the shackles of the Astral Plane! But I must admit…'' Chthon added with dark chuckle before continuing. "Damning souls to insurmountable pain and death can cause me to be famish. I believe a meal befitting a god like myself is desperately needed.''

Upon those chilling words, Chthon chuckled as his eyes began to glow and unholy red and black aura. The republic of Manegolia was ruled under a state of pandemonium. The once beautiful sovereign state of broad grasslands, high plateaus, hills, and mountain ranges were now dead, blackened earth. The rivers and waterfalls that flowed crystalline waters now produced boiling molten earth. Across the nation, villages, towns, and cities were erupt in chaos and confusion. Thousands flooded the streets in panic as buildings crumbled down from the powerful earthquakes that rocked them while large plumes of black smoke rose from others and into the fire tinted skies.

Everywhere, the equines of Manegolia ran about frantically in the destroyed streets. Some tried to salvage as much valuable materials as they can as they carried their possessions through the crowded streets. Some were attempted to obtain as much provisions as their could and went about in hopes to find some form of stabled shelter. Others went in masses and prayed in sacred shrines to their culture's spirits and guardians to deliver them from this terrible darkness. On his high throne, Chthon reveled in the Manegolians' anguish and smiled a terrible, evil smile and lifted his left claw. As he rose his claw I the air, it became engulfed in a crimson and black aura and after a single, circular gesture, he fired a dark red and black beam of energy into the burning skies above him.

In the skies over Manegolia's capital city of Xi Ying Ba, the red and black beam of energy burst forth from the clouds and quickly fired down onto the city. Upon impact, there was a great, red flash as a wave of dark red light spread out and engulfed the city. The light spread further, enveloping towns, villages… anything and anyone in its path before finally the entire nation was swallowed in the light. Chthon lowered his claw as the aura subsided from it. With a malevolent smirk he snapped his fingers and instantly in a dark red plume of fire, a large, stone basin appeared in front of him. The basin floated there in front of the dark lord before it began to float and sat itself in Chthon's lap and he gazed his dark eyes of the contents of the basin.

In the bowl filled all the way just below the brim, tiny ponies squirmed restlessly. There seemed to be hundreds of them, possibly thousands as they wormed helplessly over each other. Among the squirming, soft cries like the sounds of numerous insects rang out from the diminutive equines. Chthon looked upon the sight and licked his lips grotesquely before speaking.

"Simply appetizing. This should do just nicely.''

Without another word, Chthon took his hand and grabbed a claw full of the wriggling, tiny ponies and in a quickly motion threw the claw full into his mouth. Chthon chewed his food, the faint sounds of bones crunching and the light squish of flesh tearing sounded faintly. After a few more chews, the deity finally swallowed and gave off a brief, satisfying sigh, dribbles of blood running down his mouth. Upon seeing the display, the small cries of the remaining ponies in the basin grew louder and more frantic as their squirming became more nomadic. With a dark grin, Chthon drew his hand back into the basin and picked up another large amount of the ponies and put them in his mouth, chewed, and swallowed…silencing the load.

For the next grisly, tortuous moments, Chthon went about his feast. One claw full at a time, he would grab and devour the restive meal, followed by sickening crunches and squishes. As he ate, the number of ponies began to decrease lower, and lower. Finally Chthon picked up the last claw full of his crude meal and threw it in his mouth. He chewed contently, savoring the last of his food as much as he can, tasting the hollow grinds that were bones as well as tasting the liquid iron that was blood. Chthon then at last swallowed the last mound of his living food before giving off another satisfying sigh, his mouth stained with blood and bits of flesh.

"Ah wonderful feast! Such a fine delicacy I haven't tasted in millennia!'' Chthon snapped his fingers. Instantly, a chalice appeared in his right hand. The majority of the chalice was blackish grey in color with a red jewel embedded in the center of the stem. Around the outer brim was stylistically designed, the neck and head of a black dragon with a reddish background etched in spaces around the brim. A few inches over the chalice, a yellowish, oval portal opened up as lava poured from it and into the cup and being filled right to the brim. The chalice full, the lava stopped pouring and the portal closed back and disappeared. Chthon brought the cup to his lips and began to drink the scolding hot molten earth. After finishing halfway, Chthon lowered the cup, breathed out a puff of smoke before saying.

"And there's truth when said that Manegolian food is a fine cuisine.'' Chthon then chuckled darkly as he continued with a sadistic tone. "Especially when it's made from real Manegolians…''

Chthon then proceeded to finish the rest of his boiling drink and afterward both the chalice and the basin disappeared. With his meal done, Chthon gazed upwards in the fiery sky scape and smirked darkly.

"But enough feasting, it's time to resume plunging this world into chaos. Now…which nation should…'' Chthon stopped mid-sentence only for his smirk to broaden into a twisted smile as he laughed softly. "Yes…that land will surely do.''

The Crystal Empire was falling apart. The once shining empire that would shimmer in the sunlight was now just a small piece of desolation in the Hell created by Chthon. The crystal buildings that once glistened were now aglow with a yellowish orange, reflecting the light of the lava below the city. In the streets, the shining, gradient crystal ponies screamed and ran about in the streets as the ground began to shake greatly, cracks appearing all throughout the city. All the while, lighting flashed in the fiery skies above as fireballs would occasionally rain down upon the empire.

With each passing second, the geography of the empire become increasingly more unstable and destructive. The shaking ground soon began to break open into deep fissures whose pits below would glow from the lava roaming below. The crystal ponies would frantically try to flee from the earth that started to break apart. There would be some unfortunate enough to fall in the gaps and to their molten deaths in the pits. The quaking of the earth would also cause parts of the broken crystal ground to rise up to form unstable crystalized pillars in the air.

At some parts of the city, cracks and fissures would form completely around, separating itself from the rest of the earth and trapping handfuls frightened ponies on small islands. The lava below began to rise through the open, crystal earth and splash in the air, some sanding on running crystal ponies and causing some to cry out in excruciating pain while instantly killing others. Towering in the center of the Crystal Empire was the colossal Crystal Castle, it too glared with the fire like colors of the restless lava beneath the breaking crystal earth. A crystal pony mare walked unto the balcony that overlooked the empire. Her coat was a light shade of fuchsia and her mane was light purple with light white highlights in it and styled in a bun. Like the rest of the inhabitants of the empire, her mane, tail, and coat had a crystal like shine to them, her weary, forlorn eyes a light pink with polygonal shaped eye reflections which were behind half-moon, spectacled glasses. Over her shimmering body she wore a formal, but simple black dress with four gold buttons. Over her right chest was a six pointed, ringed snowflake commonly used to symbolize the layout of the city.

She slowly walked across the balcony and gazed over the golden bronze ledge, getting a clear view of the chaos and destruction that was befalling the crystalline empire. She shook her head slowly, but with eyes filled with confusion disbelief as if she couldn't process what was happening to this kingdom.

"My god almighty…'' was the only thing she could she could utter.

As she continued to gaze over crumbling city, another crystal pony quickly ran out to the balcony, stopping just half way and spoke frantically. "Agatha! We've tried and tried but we still haven't receive word back from Princess Cadence or Prince Shining Armor. Nor have we received word from Princesses Celestia and Luna!''

The pony known as Agatha looked peered over her shoulder and looked at the messenger drearily. "Not a single word about what's happening?''

The messenger pony shook her head woefully. "No. What does this all mean? You don't think…Princess Cadence….''

Agatha didn't answer, she couldn't answer. She just bowed her head solemnly and sighed. "I don't know what to think. I don't know what to think about anything anymore.'' She then gazed upwards and looked at the broken city, the distant screaming of the crystal ponies clear to her ears as tears began to form in the corners of her eyes. "Why…why is this happening to us. First we were cursed for a thousand years and now this. Even after being blessed with a kind Princess ruler the Crystal Empire again faces a terrible darkness. Is that our fate? Are we just destined to always endure pain…endure tragedy?''

The messenger said nothing, just reflected the haunting words of Agatha with tear filled eyes. Far out in the outskirts outside the Crystal Empire, the glowing skies began to s twist and spin high over the charred black landscape. Suddenly a large plume of purple mist burst forth from the skies. Like lightning, snaked its way through the sky and towards the earth. It wasn't long before the column of mist struck the ground and upon doing so became a gigantic, swirling tornado. As the purple tornado continued to spin rapidly, it began to contort itself until finally it transformed into the unmistakable image of Chthon.

Though it was clearly Chthon, in this form however he had a grainy, distorted, misty appearance with his lower half from the waist down became a hurricane-like mass. The god let out a terrible, monstrous roar, one that could clearly be heard by all in the Crystal Empire. Horns and trumpets sounded at the sight of the massive Chthon. Soon, dozens upon dozens of crystal guard ponies poured out of the castle and into the chaotic streets of the city. The guards ran around fissures, jumped over trenches, and made other detours as they all headed towards the entrance to the city. The army of shimmering ponies together gave a mighty battle cry as they galloped further into the burnt landscape all of them carrying either large lances or spears.

As the army of the Crystal Empire continued to advance, Chthon let out another roar as quickly descended towards the ground. As he did so, he dispersed into mist again that began to roll onto the earth, like a living, massive mass of purple haze. Upon seeing this this act, the army soon came to an abrupt halt as they gazed at the purple mass with bewildered, but serious and fearless looks. As the purple mist continued to roll on the ground, it started to disperse and disappeared. Just as quickly as it came, the purple mist had evaporated, but the crystal army soon lowered themselves and readied their weapons, clenching their teeth and casting glares at what they were now seeing.

What was once a deep, purple mist now stood an army of Chthons. Hundreds, possibly thousands of purple coated, loincloth gods of chaos stood opposing the crystal army, each wielding crudely designed black and red, falchion like swords whose blades were in the shape of a demonic wing. On the other side of the dark army, the guards made way as their commander known as Morning Star and he came to the front of the army. Morning Star was a burly stallion with a glistening, reddish orange coat. He had a blue mane and tail with grey highlights accompanying them. Like the rest of his army, he wore a shining armor. However unlike the rest, his armor was golden with light, purplish accents complete with matching shoes and a Greek Corinthian like helmet with some of his mane flaring from the top.

He stood in front of his restless army, gazing at the army of dark lords as they gave off varying growls and snarls. "Steady men! Screw your courage to its sticking place…'' Morning Star urged his men, not taking his eyes off of the opposing army before them.

Chthon's army continued to make beastly noises and grunts as one of them, presumably the commander or quite possibly the real Chthon, walked forward in front of them. He raised a sword in the air before suddenly bellowing out.

"Attack! Leave no survivors, leave no life…only leave their blood staining this land!"

With that command, the army roared out with a battle cry and charged at the army of crystal ponies. With the enemy quickly advancing, Morning Star reared on his back legs and shouted.

"FOR PRINCESS CADENCE! FOR PRINCE SHINING ARMOR! FOR THE CRYSTAL EMPIRE!''

With that, he went back on all fours, pulled out his sword, and with the cry of his men behind them, the army charged towards Chthon's army and prepared for battle. Closer and closer the two armies came, each side with their weapons pointed towards each other until finally the two sides clashed and started their battle. Morning Star led his army courageously and the crystal ponies fought admirably and proudly for their empire, but they were simply no match for the god army. The battle was bloody with the army of Chthons killing and slaughtering the gradient ponies in various gruesome ways.

One by one, left and right a pony would fall to their gory demise. One would be bisected while another would be cut in half straight down the middle. Some would be decapitated while others would scream out in terrible pain while a Chthon would cruelly dismember them before finally putting them out of their misery and killing them. Bodies fell while blood splashed and sprayed on the ground. The army of the Crystal Empire was quickly dwindling down while Chthon's army sustained no casualties. In fact, not a single one of them sustained even a cut as they continued to fight the mortal ponies.

Amidst the massacre and bloodshed, Morning Star was locked in combat with the leading Chthon. Each swing Morning Star would make with his sword would have all the experience he had gained through the years behind them, but Chthon would effortlessly block each strike with his own sword. Morning Star then jumped upward and attempted to do a downward chop on Chthon's head, but it too turned out to be a fruitless endeavor. Chthon brought his sword upward and blocked with horizontally, but he didn't stop there. After he blocked it, the evil god made a circular motion with his armed hand and with a strong flick, Chthon threw Morning Star's sword out of his mouth and away to the side, falling to the ground with a brief clank sound.

The shimmering commander was caught off guard by the act, and before he could react, Chthon quickly brought his sword and impaled him straight through his chest. Morning Star screamed in pain as he writhed on Chthon's blade. He soon heaved forward and began to cough blood. At the display, Chthon watched on, grinning darkly as he reveled at Morning Star's suffering. The crystal pony coughed up more blood before lifting a foreleg and resting it on the blade. After a few more moments savoring the pony's pain, Chthon spoke.

"You blindly, foolishly engaged me in battle. With mere wants I'm destroying your entire empire and your army is near extinction. And yet you still try to fight on. Don't you fear death, especially when in the presence of a god?''

Morning Star didn't answer. He coughed up more blood before weakly lifting his head so he was facing Chthon. His left eye twitched slightly as blood streamed from his mouth as well as from the wound on his chest. Finally after a gasping breath, Morning Star answered the dark lord.

"It's…ugh…it's better to die in battle with a god…then to run in fear of him. And death…ugh…death is just another journey. For…Princess…Cadence…''

With those words, Morning Star heaved forward and coughed up more blood. Chthon just leered at the pony disdainfully before answering. "Such brave words, but nugatory in meaning. You think you're fighting for your prince and princess…why fight for them when they're dead?"

At this comment, Morning Star shot Chthon a horrified stare at his words. He shook his head as he spoke, "N-no…demon you lie! Princess Cadence…Prince Shining Armor…they're both…''

Chthon chuckled before finishing. "Yes…dead as stone. And it's a good thing too. That fool Princess Cadence was far too kind and full of love for my taste."

Morning Star's face fell as he gave Chthon a hateful glare, gritting his teeth and he growled. "Go to Hell you death worshipping bastard!''

Chthon laughed out at the remark before bringing his free claw and clamping it around Morning Star's mouth. The commander instantly brought both forelegs up and tried in vain to pry the god's claw from his face. "This IS Hell! MY Hell…and you're going to wish you'd stay here instead of where I'm about to send you!''

With those last words, Morning Star still struggled to free himself from Chthon's grasp until finally Chthon squeaked his claw. Instantly, numerous black spike suddenly burst from Morning Star's head, completely skewering it. Morning Star widened his eyes, as he abruptly ceased his struggling. Blood came from the spikes and his head wounds as well as from his eyes, nose, and ears. Morning Star's forelegs then slid off of Chthon's claw and fell to the side, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as his body went limp in Chthon's hold.

With a sinister smirk, Chthon released his hold from Morning Star as the fallen crystal pony slid off Chthon's sword and fell lifelessly to the ground as his remaining army was slain by that hands of Chthon's. A powerful earthquake now shook the Crystal Empire, causing the crystal earth to break further and become more unstable. The tremor was slowly destroying the three foundations that was supporting the crystal castle until finally it came to past. The supports gave out and crumbled, causing the towering castle to lean while turning. Agatha and the messenger pony screamed as they along with the entire castle continued to fall until finally, the once, majestic, glistening Crystal Castle fell onto the ground with a earth rattling booming sound. Almost instantly upon impact, the castle began to roll forward, crushing anything and anyone in its past as crystal ponies screams and cries rang out and into the ears of Chthon. Upon hearing the cries, Chthon began to chuckle softly, growing louder and louder before becoming a maniacal, dark laughter that echoed demonically as lightning flashed in the fiery skies.

And this was Chthon's will…his decree, across all of Equestria as well as the entire world. In Manehatten, a torrent of blood burst from the skyscrapers and proceeded to fill and drown the city and its inhabitants. In Los Pegasus, active volcanoes rained clumps of molten rocks onto the city while lava flowed through, destroying buildings and killing ponies. Fillydelphia was overwhelmed by a massive, living thorn bush, its thorn covered branches going about impaling and skewering its citizens. The ponies of Baltimare were being invaded and killed by flesh eating worms. Vanhoover was stricken by an epidemic plague which was quickly claiming the lives of the equines one by one. Appleloosa was hit by a blistering and intense snowstorm, freezing all who lived there to death. Chthon had released all the evil spirits and demons of Tartarus, each bearing a flaming chaos symbol on their foreheads as Chthon controlled and manipulated their minds, sending them throughout Equestria to carry out his will of havoc and destruction. Chaos...destruction...death. These elements were the only things that were known in this new world of darkness. Chthon was merely a potter…molding and forming anything he wanted in the clay that was the world.