Somewhere in the Multiverse
Faust

"Ugh I hate this part!!!"

My audience member released some energy, a sigh in this form. "Dare I ask what 'part' you hate? Nothing has even happened yet, including me giving you the message!"

"Hmph! Excuse me kind audience member, I have a gender bent Alicorn to “deus ex machina” as my brothers so eloquently put it."

"We don't 'put it that way', I have never even said that-Faust, wait! Come back here!"

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Somewhere, Where? I don't know.

Ari

Remember that dream theory I had? Well, I think it is wrong now, completely impossible actually. No matter how weird becoming an 'Alicorn' was and getting attacked by a bug-pony thing happened to be on my 'wierd stuff that I lived through' list, I just can't rationalize dreaming in a dream, that is like matrix level crazy, and I wasn't crazy!

Please allow me to explain.

I had managed to walk, after some stumbles, and managed to work out a plan. It was rough but it was all that I could think to do, following whatever ramblings I had caught from pamphlets and television programs of what to do when you are lost. I looked for shelter...All while dragging the mare. That was surprisingly not too hard, given that we were the same size. I managed to get her light form all the way to a cave at the bottom of the nearest mountain.

Once there I had discovered a cool ability, well okay, I squealed when it happened, but I just went with it. This was a cool dream, whenever I willed something strongly enough a yellow glow would surround the object to say levitate it or as I found infinitely more useful: combust. That is how I built this fire. I didn’t find any food but shelter and warmth was a good start.

Finding water was next on my list, since water might mean food, I figured the dream would continue with the dream logic.

Except for the heavy feeling I felt deep inside, almost like I was...A yawn escaped me, confusing me. You don't sleep in dreams right?

I don’t know when I drifted off, hell, I still don't think you could sleep in a dream. But what happened next though made me accept my new reality, that is to say, this wasn't a dream.

Blinking 'awake' I felt nothing, I didn't know what to feel after everything.

A blank canvas was spread out before me. I looked to the left and the right, all around actually, and I couldn’t see anything but the color white.

“Hello?” I felt the blankness of the plane pressing in on me then, like the feeling of someone hovering over you. So I started walking in a direction, hoping to escape the feeling.

Was I going crazy?

After ten minutes my walk had turned into a trot. The space was endless, no wind, no shadow or anything to produce shadow, not to mention any indication of where the lightness of the white was coming from. Unease creeped in, I unconsciously started fluffing my wings. There was certainly no point of reference to tell me how far I had traveled. If I had even traveled at all...I was feeling a lot of doubt lately, of my reality, sanity, and most certainly concerning my identity.

Was I really a horse?

No, that is exactly the sort of talk that lands you in a nice padded cell next to your mother, her voices might even like your new 'horse' form. This was just a bad dream, I really bad dream.

I wasn't crazy...Was I?

By then I was in a full out gallop, my horn burned, my sides heaved, and my wings were spread as they started their instinctual flapping. Were they real? A feeling of dread had creep in and I couldn’t help myself as new instincts, eons old in nature took over my body.

It wasn't my body, couldn't be. How do I wake up as horse?

Now soaring, I galloped against the open air, it felt just as solid as the ground...So was I even flying? Which way was the ground now? It was all white, all white, all white, and I couldn’t escape the emptiness.

My ears twitched as noise reached them, waiting I realized that that was the silence I was hearing...Was that even possible? Could it be that it was so quiet that I was just hearing things? The answers didn't come to me, and I kept moving.

To what, what was I moving to?

Why did I bother? It was white everywhere, in any direction I looked it was the same. Above me was white, below was white, behind, in front, left, and obviously to my right. My fear ceased then as hopelessness took over. This was a escapeless whatever it was. Plane of existence? Torture chamber? I didn't care.

I stopped flapping, but still I felt no change, like all that effort did nothing. Taking it all in confused me, I didn’t fall to my death or float on waves, I just was, almost like movement itself was an illusion here.

Now you see.

Jumping at the monotone voice, my heart sped up again. It was impossible to say how far I jumped or in what direction. What was direction in a white void after all? And It wasn’t actually a voice, more like a thought in my head that wasn’t in my own thinking voice, if that made any sense.

Still not crazy, I'm definitely not crazy...It was just a voice in my head, during a dream within a dream, in which I'm another species and gender. That doesn't sound like any mental illness I have ever heard of. So just what was happening then?

All your confusion is pointless. Male is female and female is male, it is all alive.

What the hell, it was something to do in this void, it erased the white noise. “So I am still the same then, a human is a flying unicorn-“

ALI-Corn!

Really? Someone sure is anal, but whatever, it was talking with me.

“So a human is a Alicorn, a woman is a man, and what philosophy school did you go to Voice?” The voice was monotone and I was leaning towards male….Well, my voice was a deep baritone now too but the voice wasn’t my new voice either.

Correc- HEY! Don’t get smart with me you block of rotting flesh! I made you and I can also UN-make you. Who do you think gave you that body? Brought you to this world? YOU OWE ME FLESHBAG!

That feeling of dread was back but I couldn’t move. So I wasn't crazy, possibly, instead, I was stuck in a whitescape with a voice. I didn’t know where I was much less how to get away from this very offended voice that claims to have 'made me'.

Obviously being quiet was the wrong answer as I felt my body heat up and my wing tips started to burn. Although not visible, I felt the flames like they were there, and I should have been relieved at the sensation...I guess. It was a sensation after all, not more of the endless white field that was devoid of even temperature before.

My muzzle opened as I tried screaming. That action turned out that was also a wrong answer as well as my mouth sealed shut, lips forcibly growing together with a fine layer of fur rapidly growing over the line that used to be my mouth. I started hyperventilating and my legs collapsed under me from the strain and stress.

I wasn't crazy, he was! All this from being quiet?!

Okay, Quit being such a drama queen, look, I may have overreacted a bit but do you realize how much work I put into you? I gave you magic, flight, changed your entire DNA structure while still retaining your identity! Just because I changed your shell doesn’t mean the soul inside is any different. Do you feel like”Ariel” still?

The burning faded as I thought his words over. Was I still the same?

Maybe?

I still loved cinnamon buns...Although, I wasn’t sure if I could even have eat them anymore, since I was an 'Alicorn' now. Going over my memories, I still cared for my family, still remembered them even as distant as we had grown these last ten years. So I did feel “myself” if that could make sense. Despite having some new instincts but I still was Ariel, just in a different form...With a dick...Why was that necessary? The Alicorn part of the change was actually pretty interesting, wings, horn, but a new gender, really? I could have done without that part.

HUU-MANS! Every time I … Okay. Fleshbag, you understand now right? You are my creation and as your creator I rule you. Therefore when I say 'save a planet': you say 'in what way almighty creator'. Capieche?

If I had a mouth able to open my jaw would have dropped.

So when I am gracious enough to return you, you will have to stop two other Alicorns. They have been messing with the sun and the moon, which has set a clock on the planet your on, so you have to. There is very little wiggle room left. You see, the whole saying of “with great power comes great responsibility” is very true in this case. The magic you have, well, they can do it as well. In fact, everything on that doomed planet has some magic so keep your wits about you fleshy!

Wow, just wow. So a powerful god-like entity kidnapped me, changed my form, and sent me to a dying planet. Sorry, I meant DROPPED me there like a fricken toy in the toybox, took away my right to choose, and expects me to save a GODDAMN DOOMED PLANET!! NONONONONNOONONONONONNONOONONOOOO!

Oh ho! I see I struck a chord fleshy. I’m not even finished explaining what you will do my new little demigod. You might be interested you know. I think you will simply love it!

That tone reminded me of that mare, needing something from me, the used car salesman that just happened to have the perfect car for you.I hated it.

You see, I made you into the same fleshy form as those near immortal Alicorns.

I’m near immortal now?!

And that is a very important detail.

My stomach dropped at his tone.

You see, the last three Alicorns are females—

WTF! NO, JUST NO! I could feel my eyes bug out as I started hyperventilating in earnest now as my mind went there.

-And I made you male and an Alicorn so you could re— It was at that point that I tried to surge forward from my position on the floor. I have to get out of here! -Populate the Alicorns. But I think you already came to that conclusion flesshhyy.

By this time I had already staggered up and started out at a desperate, uneven gallop. I galloped away from this voice and hopefully away this crazy world.

Flesshhyyyyyyy-

I didn’t care that I wasn’t moving, I was moving. Right, I had to be moving, right?

-Poor little icky Fleeesssshhhhyyyyyyy, frightened?

I couldn’t tell distance but I had to try to escape. Right?

Didn’t we already do this? He sounded annoyed now.

“Yes but I’m near immortal now,” I couldn’t help but think in response, my mouth still grown over.

……

Reallllyyy? Restrained laughter followed that and that one word seemed embodied with a promise, of what I wasn’t sure but I know I didn’t want to find out. I pumped my legs harder, trying to get traction.

Black, as if the lights were shut off, and I started to feel a downward sensation.

I was falling.

Obviously you have trouble with the simplest of lessons Fleshbag-

I suddenly miss the endless whiteness.

-So here is your only rundown-

When does it end?

-Stop those ignorant mares-

Is this the dream where I really die?

-From moving the sun and the moon-

Am I really just a pawn on his chessboard?

-FOREVER, then breed them-

Do my wants even matter?

-Or breed them then stop them from touching those celestial bodies-

What do I even want to do?

- I don’t care what order you choose to do it in.

I choose-