Greetings, my dear readers, it is I, your beloved author, Discord. No need to stand on my account, we’re all friends here, right?

First off, let me reassure you regarding the fate of that man, David.

At this moment, he is indeed alive and well as can be; still a man, yet now also something else and even more unfamiliar. I’d explain more, but I simply don’t have the same access to him as I did before; I’ll go over that in a moment.

Now, where were we? Yes, back to the ending. Celestia was able to save David by mending his frail, broken human body, though healing that much damage left him rather… uncommunicative. Understanding the thaumatology behind her spell is important, so I’ll see if I can explain.

You see, Celestia’s healing spells require magic from both the caster and the target, and utilize that power to repair damage by accelerating the physical body’s natural healing when possible, and when impossible, recreating the lost tissue. As she espoused earlier, this can take quite a bit of energy, both magical and physical. In David’s case, his injuries were quite extensive, and subsequently, the healing has sapped him dry. To put it mildly, he entered a temporary coma while his body recovered and his magic regenerated. That’s right; I said his magic! Gone are the times where he was simply a leech bound to others. However, with his reserves so completely spent, it took quite a while. And so, he slept.

As for the form his magic has taken, I can only comment on what I saw. It was certainly unexpected, that’s for sure, and a little intimidating. It’s definitely equine in nature; though somewhat more sleek and muscular a form than that of your average stallion.

‘Why’ is probably the more important question. I imagine that coming from a world without magic has something to do with it; that, and the connections he has made here in Equestria. I wish I could expound on it, but alas, that will have to wait.

The last morsel I have to chew on is somewhat of a puzzle. At the time when we feared the worst, I overheard Celestia mumbling something about a “prince.” I rarely doubt my sense of hearing, but I’m hoping she was not speaking literally. Most likely those were but delusions conjured from the agony of the situation. However, Celestia has been known to see things from time to time, so I’ll save this bit and see if it gains interest. Regardless, what will come of it, only time will tell.

I do hope you enjoyed David’s story. It certainly was a hoot for me as I watched him stumble around the castle. While I’m sure there is plenty more, I’m sure you are wondering why I didn’t write about David’s coma and left off at such an unfortunate moment. Well, you can blame those vindictive sisters for that, as after they had carted David off to the hospital, their panic-infused minds decided I should be barred from David and their presence. Something about “reflect on your actions,” and “thy comeuppance hast arrived.” Whatever. They didn’t stone me or banish me, so I suppose I should be grateful considering my invasion of their privacy. The ban didn’t last forever, thankfully, otherwise I never would have been able to complete the story by filling in the few important little details that I was not privy to. That brings me to another thought…

I would like to take a moment to shout the praises of my dear editor and friend, Fluttershy. When I first brought her the idea of chronicling David’s life in Equestria, she was oddly supportive. And though quite reserved in her outward nature, Fluttershy has shown a blazing passion for writing, and through that, she was able to help create this massive epic for others to read.
But that was not the end of her surprises. Lo and behold, early in the process, Fluttershy shocked me again by approving the “detailed” report I made of David’s bedtime activities. Originally, I had submitted the extremely accurate draft of Act IX to her as a joke, but I distinctly remember when she returned it properly edited, even though she was red-faced and hid behind her mane. So cute!

I suppose I should also thank the princesses, Celestia especially. After my ban was lifted, even though David was not yet with us again, Celestia read through the draft of this work and approved it for publication. Well, not widespread publication; she has allowed only five copies to be printed, one for each of the princesses’ royal libraries and one for the archives. It is up to each of them to decide if the material is to be restricted or not, but I imagine it will rarely see the light of day. But again, I should be grateful that it is allowed to exist as at all!

Even with David asleep, time marched on. Many events have unfolded here in Equestria that he missed. I could write about them, but it hardly makes sense to do so, here in the annals of his story. Though now that he has awakened, somepony must have caught him up with the times, and perhaps he can simply enlighten you himself.

That about sums it up. David lives, but his future tales must be told by another. I have spent all of my reformed-villain credit and cannot afford another venture at this time. I’m sure somepony will take up the mantle; to quote Celestia, “as the first of his kind here, we should record [David’s] history. Though, next time, perhaps with less tawdry detail.” I do hope she learns to lighten up a bit. So for now, I bid you farewell. Thank you, my dear reader, for reading this tale, that you might share in the joys and sorrows of that man whom I have come to call ‘friend.’ I hope you have learned something, and that his tale will stay with you in your heart.