Power, strength, knowledge, wisdom and will. The five pillars that make a being capable of achieving its hopes, dreams and goals. Powers is not strength, wisdom is not knowledge and will, while it is the most important of all of them, is nothing without the others.

Power is not a measurement of what one is capable of doing, but also isn't a key to reach everything you want. Power is merely a tool to fulfill your desires. Yet, power is a double-edged blade that can drive even the most steel-minded creatures into madness.

Strength isn't the mass of your muscles, nor the power of your magic, it is what your mind and body are ready to endure through, how much pain your heart, soul, and feelings can take before you crumble. But, reaching a certain level of strength can make you a heartless, dull and grey creature, one that doesn't even feel a glimmer of hope, yet that doesn't mean you have to be trapped in this state forever.

Knowledge is one of the most common pillars to explain and understand. Knowledge is what your mind knows, the plans and deeds of past beings from which you either learn how to succeed or what you should avoid. Knowledge can and has already made one of the weakest creatures a formidable foe.

Wisdom is one of the rarest pillars as most are either too clung to the reality, their rules and their pride to reach the state of understanding. But, the Pillar of wisdom is the one that even the dumbest, the weakest and smallest can achieve. But, what is Wisdom? Wisdom is what your mind, feelings, heart, and soul forms into due to the experiences of both pain and beauty that happened to us or our loved one in our lives.

Will, it's the rarest and most powerful pillar. The will, the one thing no spirit, immortal being nor even a god can form. The Will is the most powerful weapon, tool, and path that any being can achieve, it's the one thing that lets us surpass the rules and powers that bound us for such a long time. The one who wields an unbreakable will is the one who is able to achieve more than even the most potent creature, but is it a knight in shining armor, a heavenly angel, a mortal who can go toe on toe against gods or maybe even a demon?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QrKK3j8O5VE&list=RDjtPu9DS3-1Y&index=3

In a large cavern in the middle of a great, beautiful and with flowers adorned field of colorful blossoms, a small boy stood lonely in front of a big wooden door. The boy looked like he was from a storybook. A bipedal horse with hands and hooves. His fur was a pure white, his surprisingly small wings for his size were also white, but each feather tip ended with another bright color. His eyes were the colors of a rainbow, segmented into a piece for each color that would fade into another color every few millimeters. His hair was either so short that one could not see it, or he just didn't possess any in the first place and on his head was a butter knife-sized rainbow colored crystal horn.

The small boy curiously looked around him, before his eyes darted towards the door in front of him. He felt like he already was once here, not like a deja vu, but more like a faint memory, a happy one at that. The boy's hand shivered as he slowly reached out and touched the door.

The boy inhaled and closed his eyes, for several seconds he held his breath before exhaling throughout four seconds, before nodding to himself and gently opening the door. While the door silently opened, the boy peeked through the thin, already open slit and saw something, or preferably someone he once knew.

"I know that you are there, Mathael. Come on, you don't have to be scared of your mother." asked a smooth, inviting and motherly voice which belonged the person that scared the boy away in the first place.

The boy was breathing heavily behind the door, slowly bringing his hand towards his face and rubbing his eyes with his palms. He knew this wasn't real, or at least he believed that it couldn't be right. Yet, when he heard this soft and soothing voice, his body couldn't resist.

His legs were shaking and wobbling as they started to move on their own. His mind screamed him to stop, but his heart begged him to advance towards the owner of the voice. Each step felt like an eternity with only the clicking and clacking of his hooves binding him to this world.

His head slowly turned around while he dryly gulped with his dusty throat. Yet, when his eyes met this person's eyes, her eyes all feeling in his body vanished in a heartbeat.

These eyes that made you want to stare into them forever, the scales that adorned her well-toned body, those two large wings that were almost as big as her long tail with spikes protecting it, the sharp claws on her raptor-like hands and feet. She was Amorosa, or as the boy called her, mother.

"What's wrong? Did you hurt yourself, are you scared? Do you want to talk with me about what's on your mind?" These question, they made his eyes water slightly. Everything is wrong, I am hurt, so, so hurt and I am scared of everything. But I don't know if I can talk to you... I don't know if I can bring it over my heart to tell you this...

His steps started small, one might think he was pushing his hooves over the cave floor, but it only took seconds until he ran towards his mother. Amorosa crouched and bend down to catch her son. To the boy's surprise, he felt something he didn't expect, and that was anything. The comfortable warmth of her body, the scales that softly scratched against his fur and skin and two strong arms that squeezed him a bit, he almost forgot what it felt like to be the one who is weak and had to be cared for.

Mathael didn't know what was happening, but he didn't care, he felt safe. He felt like nothing could hurt him anymore like if someone was protecting him from the pain from his heart, he feared so much.

Tears started to run down his cheeks as he said while sobbing and small gulps filled his voice. "I-I missed y-you so much *Sob* I-I thought I-I-I would never see you again... I... I thought y-you were gone." He tightened the grip around his mother as much as he could.

Once again, the voice he loved so much spoke again. "Don't fear, Mathael. I will always be with you but now it's time to wake up." as much as this sentence would have usually made him do anything just to stay any longer, the touch made his worries melt away while the world around him became brighter and brighter until he woke up.

The real world

Celestia's sun shone low above the Equestria as golden strings of light enlightened the land with every place it touched. Some strands of light traveled to the darkest caves, others into the deepest valleys others to the highest mountains, but some even reached into the room of a certain Pony whose window wasn't well protected against the natural alarm clock that only a few were able to push its snooze button.

Mathael's eyelids twitched from the sudden light and slowly opened, there was no anger from the early awakening, nor joy as the aftertaste of his dreams still lingered in his mouth. He quickly noticed something wrong with his eyes and slowly led his hand towards his eyes and felt what was wrong. His eyes were wet, did he cry?

Mathael thought with a small smile that was filled with sorrow.'I Cried? I didn't even know I could cry from anything that wasn't pain...'

Mathael stared at the tears on his hand for a few seconds before wishing the rest of the salty water off his face. Slowly did he turned his head to the right to look out of the window and was greeted with a beautiful sight. He could see his large garden that was bathed in the golden morning light. A small colorful bird sat in front of his window happily chirping and minding its own business.

Mathael smiled with a bit of happiness and envy. To be free like this, to just spread your wings and live the life you always wanted with none ever interrupting. No fear of some great evil, no worries about your world being destroyed or anyone wanting you dead for no given reason. Yet, as much as he was thinking about these dire things, his mood was still joyful.

Mathael sniffed a few times as he could smell something delicious near him. He turned his head a bit further and saw a small tray with a large bowl of cut fruits and a few sandwiches made from jerky on a nightstand. He knew that it was only the leftovers of yesterday, but it was still made for him which really touched his heart. But what Mathael also spotted on the tray made his eyebrow rise so high, he doubted it could go any higher without magic.

Sorry for almost killing you.

Love, Erebus <3

Mathael stared at the small sign for a few seconds before exhaling loudly while rubbing the bridge of his nose.'Why, why, why is that I am always the one who has to feel so much pain. But is it funny that I was never so happy in my life?' Mathael gave out a light chuckle.

He slowly straightened his back while sitting on his bed. Mathael quickly looked back and was surprised to see no one laying beside him. It was a bit weird for him to wake up alone, not that being alone was something new to him, but he only realized how much he clung for someone near him.

Mathael's feelings were mixed at best, he somehow felt differently as in he felt everything around him a bit different. He felt happy, not like after a joke or an awesome adventure happy, but just happy.

Mathael stopped thinking, breathing and moving for a few moments to try and find out why everything seemed so different.

*Bum Bum*

*Bum* *Bum*

'M-My heartbeat? I... I never thought I would hear it pump again, at least not outside a battle, but even then it would always be silent in comparison to a normal heart.'

Mathael looked down and touched the left side of his chest before realizing that his precious tuxedo was not on his body. Usually, that would be enough to start a huge searching campaign, yet, he had different worries at the moment. He undid the buttons of the plain white shirt and looked at the spot where his heart would be and gasped silently.

His fur where the heart should be changed to white, again, but something was different this time. Mathael always colored his coat to black whenever the fur's color changed, but the white spot didn't feel like color, nor magic or anything else, it was a vibrant white, something he was never able to color his fur as the pristine color would fade and darken every time.

The most surprising thing about the white color that was ruining his perfect edg- dark and intimidating look was that it didn't fade into the black color that of the rest of his fur, it looked more like someone just took a hand full of white paint and slapped it on the left side of his chest.

Mathael sighed aloud before slumping back with his back on to the bed before putting his left hand on his forehead. Mathael wasn't angry, he wasn't sad, but he for sure wasn't happy, he was confused, really confused. But being confused played a big role in what is confusing him so much.

Mathael groaned while slowly pulling his left hand down his face, no joke, magic or other shenanigans involved, he just had no real idea what to do next. Once his hand passed his face, he snapped his fingers to create a can of midnight black paint and poured it over the white spot with no care or worry.

At first, it worked, the color changed the white fur to black, but only after a few seconds the black faded back into a pure white.

Mathael blinked twice, thrice and a fourth time before growling in defeat before bulging his fist and punching an empty spot on his nightstand and he felt... pain? Mathael retracted his hand in a blink of an eye and clenched his hand in pain. Mathael didn't anticipate that his power changed to under 1%, he was just a normal pony with all pluses and minuses. . . Mostly minus. You ask why? Do you even have the slightest idea how annoying it is to clean hooves and tails? I cut off most of the tail hair so it wouldn’t get in the way and my virus keeps my hooves clean, but without them? Hello one hour of cleaning.

'What god did I upset that I am messed with like this !?! I feel like I am a human again and damn is that one sad thought.'

Suddenly a Mathael's eyes shot open as he could feel so much joy and excitement as he realized what he just said. He jumped out of his bed.

Mathael said quietly with joy with a few squeaks of excitement. "How the fuck did I not scream and shout like a kid on Christmas eve when I realized how freaking OP I am! I-I mean, I can do anything whenever I want however I want it with anyone I chose. From a pathetic piece of fat to a god!!! If I wish I can tap my finger on the ground and the entire world explodes, like freaking, hell!!!

"Damn, and not only that, a snap of my finger and I can bend the daft reality to my will!!! Do I want to turn Canterlot into custard? Boom, done. Turn the moon into cheese? I name it, and it's done. There is no weapon on this world that can hurt me, I can do anything I want with no consequences as all the beings that can oppose me don't care about the shit I do in my free time!!!"

Mathael manically chuckled as he was slowly rising into the air after he unintentionally cast a levitation spell. Mathael threw his arms open and said happily/Crazily? As his powers turned up to 5% "I control Space!" the furniture started to float in the air. "Matter!!" the floating objects just warped in the very fabric of reality, falling into their very molecules before reappearing and reforming on the opposite side of the room. "And Time!!!." the small flower in the corner of the room that grew out of the wood in the wall grew into a beautiful bush of flowers.

Mathael continued to laugh for a few more seconds until he slowly floated back to the ground and was feeling even weirder than before.'Huh... oh right, power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely. And power alone doesn't make you happy, I know.' with his thought finished, he turned his power down to 0,1%

Mathael turned his attention once again to his nightstand which surprisingly was standing back in its original position, seemingly everything reverted back beside the flowers which were still a large bush, a surprise he didn't mind at all. A small smile spread across Mathael's face as he remembered the one thing that he loved even more than this godly power.

He slowly walked towards the small nightstand with no worries or care while the only things that could be heard were the soft 'Clicks' and 'clacks' of his hooves on the wooden floor. He usually didn't make these sound as they often were suppressed thanks to all sorts of ninja and assassin skills he owned, but these casual acts of normality were the few things that kept him sane.

Once he reached the table he grabbed the tray by merely slipping his hand under the plate, almost like a butler from a very cheap restaurant would do. He only now noticed that the fruit pieces were sprinkled with a bit of cream and sugar while the sandwiches had some barbecue sauce on them. Mathael smiled at the cute attempt to cook something for him as he knew exactly that the two mares in his home weren't the best cooks. How did he know that? Call it intuition.

Mathael felt a comfortable warmth in his heart, it felt, nice. The dark stallion had all of this power to do anything he liked, Mathael could be anywhere he wanted to be, no one to stop him (except the corrupted bastards), he really didn't even need to care nor worry about anything... that didn't mean he would sing Hakuna Matata. Mathael still dearly cared for the friends he met, and they would never be replaced by another one even if they were a perfect copy.

Suddenly an idea popped into Mathael's head as he summoned his diary or as he called it, his journal where he kept all of his poetic lines. The book levitated in the air in front of him, and he then snapped his free hand's fingers to create a levitating quiver that wrote the next line at his command.

Everything is just a thing in the grand scheme of things. Gold is only worth so much because we believe so, diamonds are not precious just because they are diamonds and our friends and family are just a few more living creatures in the multiverse, nothing more or less.

But, why are friends are family so precious to us then? It's simple, we want them to be dear to us. We believe something is important to us through our judgment, our beliefs and history and that is what make things we believe in so special. You can not replace something you care for with your heart as your heart would tell you that it isn't the same, be it a present, a friend or maybe even a pet. True feelings can't be changed, or bend or broken since they will outlast us and continue in our hopes and dreams.

Mathael smiled at the sight of another line written in his book since he really disliked telling others about his feelings, not because he thought of it not suitable for a warrior like himself, he just disliked showing weak spots in his armor, metaphorically speaking of course. With a nod of satisfaction, his book vanished in a small wave of black flames back to his pocket dimension where it would be safe from prying eyes.

Our Protagonist with an not existing attention-span then turned his attention back to the food and grabbed a jerky sandwich which was still warm and took a big bite out of it. Mathael chewed in for a few seconds as if it was just a regular sandwich, that was until his eyes shot open.

'The meat is so tender, and the juice and fat are continuously dripping from it even after being made to jerky. The outside is so crunchy and fragrant while the inside is perfectly cooked and juicy. The Fat is just melting in my mouth like the finest butter, and the juices feel so spicy and delicious, like a fine wine. This, this wasn't a sauce, it was perfect harmony between fat and meat juice.'

Mathael tried to fight it, but tears started to form in the edges of his eyes, but the heavenly taste only played a small part in as receiving such a beautiful gift, one that he would've ever been able to archive on his own without his most loved ones that made his heart beat stronger.

Mathael gulped down the food in his mouth and felt like as if lightning was coursing through his body as his muscles suddenly grew and bulged. Mathael couldn't believe it, his gourmet cells evolved again, but how? He already ate everything. These were the things he thought until he remembered that all the food in the world was worthless without a good cook to cook it, knowing this made him even happier as he now could earn the tasty wonders of the gourmet world fair and square.

Mathael pointed his head to the ceiling and with the last sliver of his willpower, put the half-eaten sandwich back on the tray and the tray back on the nightstand before tears began to run down his face. Mathael stood happily with a broad smile, not a faked one or one that was brought by others joy, but his own happiness. "I give thanks to all the friends I made on this journey so far, and I also give thanks to all the ingredients in the multiverse. Itadakimasu. (Let's eat/ Thanks for the food.)"

Mathael then proceeded to eat the rest of the super delicious food. Stating that the fruits were packed with immeasurable amounts of rich flavor would be like comparing Almas caviar with dirt, sadly it wasn't strong enough to evolve his gourmet cells as they weren't adequately cooked which would only mean that Mathael would win the next backing contest. (Not that he cared for fame or people calling out his name)

Mathael wiped the last few tears and the few crumbles on his face away before clapping his hands together and saying happily."gochisousama deshita. (Thank you for the delicious meal)." A few soft knocks on the door brought his attention to the one asking for permission to enter his chamber.

*Knock*

*Knock*

The person entering was none other than his most favorite Thestral, Darkness who asked while opening the door. "Mathael? How are you feeling-?" She stopped mid-sentence when she saw Mathael, and her face turned red and *Pomf* her wings extended to their fullest.

Mathael smiled and replied happily. "I haven't felt this happy in so many years. And how are you feeling on this beautiful morning, Darkness?"

Mathael awaited an answer, but all he was seeing was Darknesses face turned even redder. Our Protagonist's eyebrow rose. Mathael looked at his body to see if something was wrong, but when he looked down, he heard something ripping apart. His shirt didn't withstand his strength and fell apart into a dozen or so pieces. Not only were Mathael's normal muscles now free without his tie but thanks to the excellent food, his muscles evolved to a new level, and they were bulging.

Mathael's fur rapidly turned red starting from bottom to head in less than two seconds in a very cartoonish way. Mathael used his wings to hide his body from everyone's eyes and formed them into a makeshift cloak. This plan only worked partially as his legs muscles could be easily seen through the fabric.

Mathael wiggled his arm out of the wing-cloak without breaking his eye-shield and rubbed the back of his head while shyly chuckling in pure embarrassment."Haha... ha... Well, how was your morning, dearest lady Darkness Bloodheart?"

It took Darkness several seconds for her fur to turn back into its original state and a few more seconds for her wing-boner wings to de-stiffen.

Darkness cleared her throat and asked. "My morning was a rather interesting one, but please don't worry about that. I am just happy that you are well. . . I was terrified yesterday when I didn't feel a heartbeat when you laid there on the ground bleeding several buckets of blood..." The look on her eyes was a sad and bitter one.

Mathael thought sorrowful and cut the eye contact between him and his love off.'So so much sadness, such a heartbroken look mixed with worry and fear, she looks almost like me, shortly before my mother passed away. Sometimes I forget just how fragile life is. . . It's almost scary how much I changed, and that I am only now starting to comprehend the changes, I am a bit terrified.'

Mathael sighed loudly before slowly walking towards Darkness, once he stood in front of her, he opened his wings and wrapped his arms around her before closing his wings, enveloping the two of them in a full body hug.

Mathael said softly and soothingly. "Please don't be scared, my love, I know what you felt like, but that is not necessary, it takes a lot more to kill me." His words only made Darkness cuddle deeper into her life-sized plushy.

Darkness said somberly while looking deep into his eyes without shedding a single tear. "I am still scared. I am scared for every time you walk out there to fight the next monster, the next beast, the next villain and not returning. Do you really have to risk your life so often?"

Mathael hummed quietly for a moment or two and replied. "I have two sentences or maybe even three that should answer your question. The measure of a Stallion is what he does with power. If you have power, but don't use it to help the weak, you don't deserve it. If I don't fight, who will?"

Darkness looked away, she knew that it was unavoidable for Mathael not to fight and as much as she didn't like it, she had to accept it. She sighed loudly and asked while looking at his face. "Just-just please promise me to be careful, I don't want to lose you, your friends don't want to lose you."

Mathael smiled happily with a hint of sadness. "I'll try my best to come back home at the end of the day, I always do, and not even death will be able to stop me until my job is done." With his sentence finished, Mathael freed the mare from his hug and took a few steps back. Mathael then stretched both of his arms forward while his tuxedo was slowly phasing into reality.

Mathael frowned at the sight of blood on his clothes and commanded his virus to return to him. The blood gathered on one spot and formed into a single blob before shooting at Mathaels chest where it sank through his skin. Just as Mathael was about to put his tuxedo on, a miniature flood of blood entered the room and flowed to his hooves where it crawled up to his chest and entered his body through his skin as well.

With a satisfying nod and a very confused and shocked Darkness, Mathael snapped his fingers and used his reality warping powers to just magically put on his clothes in a bright flash. Mathael tapped, pulled and looked at his tuxedo to see if there was anything was wrong with it, but was delighted when he found no more problems.

Mathael then walked towards Darkness and patted the poor Mare who had her jaw hanging wide open. Mathael said in a cheery tone."What? Live would be boring if nothing weird would happen, I would like to see Erebus to talk with her about yesterday's 'events'.”."

Darkness simply nodded. Apparently, Mathael's love didn't even want to know how and why that worked, and so the two of them walked towards the last place where Mathael has seen the possible sex addicted Mare.

The walk through the halls was quiet, a tad uncomfortable even considering how long the way was with an overall walk time of 3-4 minutes just to reach the living room. This house was not made for only two people, three if Erebus wanted to live here too. Damn was he lucky the mansion was made from living roots that absorbed all the dirt and dust.

Mathael thought with a small smile.'My Older self would probably either tell himself 'I'll do it tomorrow.' or straight up admit that he was too much of a lazy ass- Still, that was the best decision considering one crucial point... I was fucking fat and unsporty, and I don't care about what you say, bob, I was more than just 'chubby!'. Still, I think I did lose some weight after my old man died.'

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'Nope, still ain't sad; however, I have respect for you old geezer, even till today. hmm, I wonder if I should visit my old world someday, I hope some of my friends still remember me. Mathael quietly chuckled to himself at the thought of his friends meeting him after all those years with a body worthy of a god or maybe even the sweet, succulent fear of his old bullies.

Darkness asked with curiosity while tilting her head to the right. "What is so funny?"

Mathael quickly calmed down and sighed with a smile that grew for a moment. "Oh, I just thought of my old life when I was just a normal human, funny how the story turned out in the end, isn't it?"

Darkness hummed in interest while chewing the insides of her cheeks and thinking about Mathael's words. She asked. "Can we one day see this Hou-man world that you so often talk about?"

Mathael stared at Darkness with wide eyes and a dumbfounded expression before *Slap* facepalming very hard and chuckling loudly in both amusement and a tad of embarrassment. Mathael stayed like this for a few more seconds before slowly lowering his hand and revealing a few tears that formed while he laughed.

Mathael swiped the tears in his eyes away and explained with a kind smile. "No, Darkness, It's Human. H-U-M-A-N, one word, 5 letters and with not a single 'o.'"

Darkness eye widened in realization and shouted while holding her right palm on her right cheek. "ohh~--- That's sound like the creatures Lyra often talk about with their feet and furless bodies and their tiny-."

Mathael cut her off and said harshly. "You are better going to say muzzles' or preferably noses' or we are going to have a serious talk about insulting me personally, miss Bloodheart."

Darkness stared at Mathael for a few seconds with a confused look on her face until her eyes widened in a split second to the size of plates while her cheeks suddenly combusted in an inferno of red. Darkness shouted while swinging her arms through the air, forming many 'Xs' with her arms and shouting."No-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-."

"Why do you always win at chess, Jerry!?!"

Mathael's attention was stolen from Darkness and instead focused on a very confusing scene. There sat Erebus wearing a pink and obviously too short shirt while wearing a light blue skirt that fit her perfectly. Now, that was not the strange thing, it was what she was doing. Erebus was sitting in front of a chessboard that lied on a small table, and her opponent was Jerry who clearly won with still having over half of his chess pieces.

Jerry chuckled loudly, or instead, he acted like he giggled loudly and wrote the following on the chessboard.'What do you think I do when I am not needed? I play chess with everyone in the multiverse, or to be exact, everyone who is so bored that they are playing chess with 'themselves.' So far I haven't lost a single game, so far I made various creatures quit, like Precursors, Forerunners and Time Lords.'

Mathael stared at what Jerry wrote, and his jaw simply detached from his head, leaving no visible wound and the dislocated jaw then hit the ground with a loud *Thud*.

Erebus turned around with joy and asked happily. "Mathael! It's so nice to see you well again, I was so-Ehm... I think you dropped something." she cut off her own sentence and asked with confusion while pointing at what Mathael 'dropped.'

Mathael rolled his eyes and crouched down before picking up his jaw. Mathael then carefully moved the jaw towards his mouth and pressed against the place where it belonged while emitting loud noises of dislocation and putting bones back into their place which made Darkness wince with her sensitive Thestral ears.

After Mathael put his jaw back in place, he quickly looked behind him, and so his relieve he saw that Jerry was still connected him, even if it was only by a string-wide line. Why was he so relieved you asked? Well, Mathael knew precisely what would happen if he stood in the sun without a shadow and he doubted that he would survive that kind of sunburn.

Mathael turned back around and smiled before saying full of enthusiasm. "Hi Erebus! Nice seeing you one more time, would you mind to possible, maybe vaguely I don't know explain a tiny little microscopic thing for me? You know, I have been wondering why I exactly vomited my heart out... literally..." Mathael ended his sentence with his voice losing all emotions and a look with his eyelids half closed.

Erebus chuckled in embarrassment before slowly extending her arm as a small black hole suddenly formed in the air. Erebus's whole arm was swallowed in a mere second before pulling out something most obscure.

Erebus held a small heart in her hand, that was the 'normal' part, the important thing was that it looked like it was made out of a crystal that made dark matter and antimatter combined look pale. The heart was actually consuming the light around it which was slightly disturbing.

Mathael slowly walked towards the heart, no his heart and didn't take off his gaze nor blinked even once. He could hear voices that made his heart ache, screams that made chills run down his spine, screeches of banshees that made his throat dry, cries of children and the sounds of a thick liquid running and splashing on the ground that he would only witness in his nightmares.

Mathael gulped dryly at the sounds that filled his ears and the sight of the heart, for a moment he could swear he saw bird-like creatures clothed in armor die. He shook his head and tried to clear his head while pondering how long he stared into this thing.

Darkness waved her hand in front of Mathael's eyes and successfully waking him up from his daydreams. She asked with worry in her voice. "Are you ok, Mathael? Maybe you should lay down again?"

Mathael quickly replied. "No-" Mathael inhaled sharply and exhaled over the course over four seconds before replying. "I am fine, I-I feel good in fact like I haven't in so many years, and that is what is making feel weird." Mathael's hand shot towards the heart as if it was made out of rubber and punched it through a small portal that appeared in thin air. The Heart should be save in the Void from anyone that could be affected and secured from anyone with dark intentions, hopefully. The stallion sighed and snapped his fingers to make a chair without a back appear from thin air and sat down on it.

Mathael leaned back and rested against nothing? And blew a bit of air through a small slit between his almost closed lips. Mathael's head stayed in place, and his eyes traveled towards Erebus again and asked. "So... Mind explaining me everyone from when I vomited to now? Oh, where are my manners, please sit down, I think it would be better than having one to stare down at the other or one having to look up to see the others face, don't you think?"

Erebus and darkness stared at another with no idea what to say next. It didn't take a genius to see that something was off with Mathael and it was bothering him so much that he wasn't even able to hide it anymore or he just didn't care about keeping his untouchable facade.

In the end, Darkness and Erebus overcame this awkward moment and quietly sat down on the couch on the opposite site side from where Mathael sat. Jerry also joined the two mares by 'sitting' next to them on an empty spot, or instead there was just a dark space in the form of a demon with a crown on its head.

Darkness tried to break the ice and said while looking around with not a second of eye contact. "Well, what do you guys have planned to do on this beautiful day?"

Mathael's eyebrow rose in a heartbeat to the highest it could while thinking.'If you like flying pigs and pink clouds... suuuuuuuure, enjoy this 'nice' day.' Mathael ended his thought with a roll of his eyes and a quiet snort.

Erebus realized that it was her turn to talk and said. "Oh, me? So, you asked me about what happened, well, here's the explanation. You should've died a very long time ago."

Mathael coughed loudly before falling from his chair with a *thud* that echoed in the room. The shocked warmonger slowly pulled himself from the ground before patting his perfectly clean suit before sitting down on the couch on the other side of the room and asked sternly. "Please elaborate me about your previous statement, mistress of darkness."

Erebus explained carefully while trying to hide her flattered mood and the dark blue blush on her cheeks. "W-well, as I said, you should be dead at this point, and I am serious. Your heart, if you can even call it a heart up to this point, has millions of high-quality seeds of corruption in it, enough to probably even give Sindrael and overdose. Not even I could survive this much of these tainted shards or at least wake up another time, yet here you are. To collect all of these shards you would have to collect them over the course over so so... so many years... I am sorry for bringing that up.".

Mathael smiled while trying to hide his sadness and replied. "You being honest eases most of the pain. I know when one lies to me, and it hurt me a lot more if a loved one does it than if he told the truth to me. Yes, I did many dark deeds, willingly and unwillingly, so it doesn't surprise me that there were so many shards. While we are already talking, would you mind asking me a few of my other questions?"

Erebus nodded with a small smile on her face and a look of appreciation in her eyes. 'She enjoys this conversation much more than I do, but on the other hand she didn't have much contact as a ghost.'

Mathael asked with interest. "First, why are there the gods of magic and technology? I mean, magic is kind of understandable, but why technology?"

Erebus chuckled and replied with happily. "The aspects that Magni and magi represent are just called this way so mortals wouldn't have to crack open their heads to understand the concepts of their duty. Magni, the god of 'technology' Is officially known as the god of reaction and Magi is the god of power."

Darkness tilted her head to the side in such a cute way it made it a bit hard for Mathael not to have a broad smile creep across his face. The thestral mare asked. "Reaction and Power? I don't quite follow what you mean with that."

Erebus's smile grew a bit wider when she answered Mathael's and Darknesses most burning questions."Magni watches over the reactions of all. Why does heat just appear when you rub to stick at another, why do flames not vanish in thin air once ignited, how do the laws of physics exist? That is what Magni does, although he can't change the rules much, he keeps the fabric of the universe intact. Magi, on the other hand, keeps the flow and balance of power intact so tears in creation, too much magic and there will be a big boom, too little and worlds just vanish and tears will mess up everything, from time to space to matter, everything. Together, these two are keeping everything stable."

Mathael and Darkness looked at Erebus in awe from hearing that. Mathael thought all gods were just overpowered guys and girls who did whatever they pleased while once in a while doing anything, but these gods actually kept everything running with much more than just existing, but with actual work.

Mathael nodded with a smile and a fuzzy feeling of satisfaction in his chest before asking once again. "Interesting, very interesting. But I do have another question. You know I have this ability that lets me copy the powers of other when I take a tiny bit of them, well, it didn't work when I vanquished Lysandra, a sadistic bug mare who-."

Mathael was quickly cut off as Erebus jumped off the couch with neck breaking speed and shot towards Mathael causing the couch to tip over while leaving Darkness and Jerry to stare at the scene.

Erebus was tightly gripping on Mathael's tuxedo collar with one hand while looking for anything on his skin before staring deep down into Mathael's eyes. She asked cautiously. You have fought an elite of the Corruption? Do you even know how dangerous that was? They always watch another's back, and they could've sent more of these bastards against you in a heartbeat! Not forgetting to mention that you faced poor little Sandra."

Mathael raised his left index finger and asked. "First, could you please get off me? I am very weak right now." Erebus nodded and pulled Mathael up like he was some kind of child before sitting him down on the ground again. Mathael the added. "Okay... 'Sandra'? I think I am missing something here."

Darkness waved her hand in the air and added. "We too would also like to know a bit more about what is going on." to which Jerry nodded proudly.

Erebus sighed and explained. "Most of the elites aren't normal monsters of the corruption. Most of them once were just like Darkness here or any other mortal with something unique on them. Lysandra or as she was known back then, Sandra, was just a normal earth pony mare. She was different than any other pony on her world as she was in love with a demon, Lysarious, the spider king. The two of them loved another, it was true love that bound them. Her love was killed by a 'glorious knight in shining armor to save the poor maiden in distress.' Her pain and hatred grew so much that she accepted a deal with the corruption to take vengeance and be with her love once again. In the end, she got what she wanted, they never been this close, her body fused with his remains, she gained power, but her love was still gone while her thirst for lust grew. The last thing I heard about her was her leaving a world behind that was littered with monuments of the gruesome and nightmarish side of passion and lust."

Mathael asked softly with sadness. "Where you two. . . friends?"

Erebus looked on the ground and nodded. She said sadly. "We were good friends, I would visit her every few weeks when I could spare a few hours of free time during my time as the god of darkness. I miss her."

Mathael thought for a few moments about how to continue. He knew what today would happen, kinda, but not how he should act now. Mathael sighed and stretched out his arm with his palm pointing upward. A small orb of super sparkly sparks formed in his palm.

Erebus eyes widened as her eyes suddenly started to water. Before Mathael could react, he was trapped in a death grip, and it was painful. Yet, the burning feeling wasn't the breaking of bones nor shame, but it was happiness in his new heart as if one poured hot water over ice.

Once Erebus released Mathael from her death grip, the Stallion in question asked. "Can you really bring her back, I mean, I took her powers. Would that make things more difficult?"

Erebus shock her head as a small portal opened in front of her through which she gently pushed Lysandra's life force. The draconic Mare replied with a smile. "It makes things a bit easier." Her smile vanished and was replaced with a sad look. "But... Were the body can heal, the mind may not. It will take time for her to heal both physically and mentally."

Mathael knew all too well how this must feel for Lysandra, he even could feel some pain emitting from Erebus, to lose someone just like that, for them to turn into a monster, on the other hand, is something even more painful for everyone. Mathael thought for a moment while being deep in thoughts.'I wonder what Dullahans past may be, he once was like Lysandra... like me...'

Mathael grunted as he felt a slightly painful sting in his heart and clenched the left side of his chest firmly. He quickly relaxed but was still breathing a bit hard. He chuckled lightly, but it was only there to hide his sadness.'This Could've happened to me and yet, I just murdered her. I was given a chance to live and even carve this freedom, but only days ago I took that chance from someone... Huh... I knew I was a monster, but that was even broke some lines for me...'

An all too familiar voice behind him asked with worry. "Mathael? Are you ok?"

Mathael instantaneously ejected from the stage of his own deep thoughts and turned around before automatically saying. "Yes, I am f-." Mathael swallowed his words in one large gulp as one thought entered his mind.No! This is exactly what you in this situation in the first place you overpowered dumbass!

Mathael cleared his throat and replied with as much confidence as he could muster (Which wasn't much). "I am just feeling a little-much guilty about Lysandra. This could've been me, to be just killed when you have no control, but I won't make that mistake again I'll just... I can't really capture them..." As he realized that there was no prison in his possession that could hold them and he was sure as the nine burning hells was not going to leave them with the seeds of corruption.

A loud sigh came from his left side as Erebus walked in front of him. She replied with a small amount of sadness. "You can't just capture them, you can only kill them and hope for them to heal their wound with our help."

Mathael nodded with a smile and said. "I will try my best, sadly my master never showed me how to do whatever he has done to free me, and I am sure that after I left, he has already become one with the iris. Huh, should've looked then just leave not knowing how the time would flow. enough with the sad thoughts, who want breakfast?"

Two loud and happy ' yes's ' filled the room to which Mathael could only smile happily before walking teleporting into his kitchen. Mathael happily cooked and delicious breakfast made from the finest human world ingredients for his two mares and one extra special one for his. What was so special? Well, while the girl's food had much much fewer calories, while his one had many²² times as many calories due to him losing so many over the past few days and he was not going to risk starving today.

Breakfast was quite an interesting one as Erebus's moans of pleasure where strong enough to even disturb Jerry who fled through the window and Mathael somehow knew that Jerry was enjoying his trip in the frozen north. Yet, Mathael didn't judge her as he formed an illusion around him and used Sound Wall so no one could hear the happiness when Mathael's stomach's prayers had been fulfilled.

Once Breakfast was over, Mathael snapped his fingers to make the dirty dished disappear and walked towards a large window and opened it. He turned around and said. "Darkness, Erebus, I have something to say." The two Mare looked at Mathael and awaited his words.

Mathael said in a solemn tone. "Today, something terrible will happen and I want you two to stay as far away from it as possible, you will know what I mean once the time has come." Suddenly Mathael's mood did a 180-degree turn, and he said with a smile. "Also, dear Darkness, I know what you wanted to say when I stopped you in mid-sentence."

Darkness blushed and blurted out. "WAIT! T-that's not w-what I wanted to say!!!"

Mathael chuckled and said. "There is no need to hide it, I know what you wanted to say and while it would've normally not really bothered me that much, but it would've insulted every other human or former human male a lot, especially since you are female. A female saying to a male that one's body height is small can hurt a man's pride a lot. Anyways, I wish you a nice day and stay away from anything weird." Mathael then used "Jet Voice" before flying towards Canterlot with the speed of sound.

Both Mare stared at Mathael while he was slowly vanishing from the horizon. Suddenly Darknesses face's color turned to a burning red, and her emotions were mixed with embarrassment and fury. The red and black mares shouted angrily. "HEY!" While Erebus clenched her stomach while laughing loudly.

Canterlot

Mathael reached the city made out of gold and marble in just a few minutes but had to go back to 5% of his base power to shield himself from the overwhelming amount of pride, greed and other sins that tried to make the in-comparison-the-common-mortal overpowered Protagonist suffocate.

Once he was in reach, Mathael dive bombed towards the castle and phased through the walls and ceilings while avoiding any private room and toilet. Mathael then epically phased through the roof of the throne room and landed gracefully which was quite a surprise considering he was flying with the speed of sound.

Mathael then turned around without warning and booped the Mare who wore what looked like clothes made from many scraps of clothing behind him and said. "Yes, your land is fertile now, no need to worry anymore." Mathael heard every word of the Mare's pleasing to the princesses for them to send a few pegasi and earth ponies to save her land from miles away thanks to his Superhuman Hearing

The Mare blushed from the touch of Mathael and shivered slightly as, from her perspective, she was a few heads smaller than the intimidating Stallion. Then add the fact that Mathael's tie was only hanging loosely and thus only half of his power was active. The Mare looked towards the Princess, and their response was a kind nod.

The Mare gasped in joy and bowed before thanking the Princesses and Mathael and leaving the throne room with a big smile. Once the Mare was gone, Mathael snapped his fingers to actually save the land that she was talking about which apparently was a plum farm in an arid area which struggled to compete against a rival's cherry farm. All he did was just create a few big clouds that rained down on the land and the surrounding area to form a few lakes.

Princess Luna then said aloud. "The Court shall be closed until further notice, Everypony, including Guards and Noble Ponies, please leave this room." the responses were a lot of groans' of annoyance from the Nobles and a few confused looks from the Guards.

Once the everyone besides the three alicorns left the room, the Princesses walked up to Mathael and hugged him firmly to which Mathael, to the princesses surprise, replied with an even stronger hug which didn't hurt the two mares in the slightest. Celestia also gave him even a kiss on the cheek which made the room temperature rise for one or two degrees.

Mathael smiled and said. "I hope you had a nice day so far, Luna, Celestia. But I come not with happy news, but with grim ones instead." The reaction of the two Princesses was a mix of shock and worry.

Celestia asked carefully. "What is it that seems so dire in your eyes, Mathael?"

Mathael snapped his fingers and created a vial containing a red liquid. Mathael decided to first reveal the lesser evil to his celestial loves. "I would first like to show you the first, and in comparison least dark thing I want to talk about with you. Could you please tell me what exactly this is?"

Mathael himself knew that this was a bizarre scenario, him just popping up and then hugged them before announcing something terrible? Yeah, but what else could he do in this situation, he didn't want to waste any more time, and blood ration situation was too important too right now-argh why did he always had to deal with this?

..

Stress, haven't felt that in a while, at least not during such a calm moment for everyone else.

Celestia stared at the vial for a few moments and hoped to possibly find out if there was a hidden detail besides the apparent fact that he held and blood ration in his hand. In the end, The solar princess gave up and replied calmly. "It's a Blood Ration, all Blood drinking Thestrals get them so they won't have to hunt for animals or possibly worse, attack citizens. Wait, are you here because you weren't receiving any, I can fix that if you like?"

Mathael calmly and bluntly replied with a very long stretched word. “Noooooooooo... I have a small problem with the content of this vial. You see, I did a test on your blood rations. With my taste as the best living chef cook, at least till someone beats me who isn't from the gourmet world because they all lost against me, my virus that allowed me to break down the fluid and find out its ingredients' and adding my supreme knowledge about biology, I came to a straightforward conclusion. This is poison."

The Princesses stared at Mathael for a few more seconds while slowly trying to understand what he was talking about until the actually understood what he meant with his whole speech to which both of them replied in simultaneously. "What!?!"

Luna turned towards her sister with a 'rather less pleased facial expression' before saying. "You poisoned my Thestrals for over one thousand years!?!?" Celestia was taken back by this accusation of her sister, jot that she didn't understand her anger, but she still was still shocked a lot.

Celestia replied nervously."L-luna, i-it is not as you think, I didn't know that the Blood rations-"

"Poison" interrupted Mathael.

"-Were harmful to the Thestrals. The B- the liquid was invented a few years after you banishment and not even the best doctors found anything wrong with them."

Mathael's eyebrow rose, and he asked. "Were the doctors nobles?" Celestia had all of the wind in her sails taken the mare froze in place. The Thestral sighed loudly before adding. "I think I know what happened, and since the inventors are hopefully dead, you just need to stop paying the beings who make this stuff and the problem is solved."

Luna slowly calmed down, but before she spoke another word, she gave her sister another glare to which the older sister wince slightly. Luna explained. "Even if we stop the Blood Rations, which we will, what are we supposed to do about the Thestral population? They need the blood, and we have by far not enough blood in the hospitals to support this for an extended amount of time."

Mathael gave them a bored look before snapping his fingers and creating a chalice. The chalice was made out of real 100% and thus 25 carats. The goblet was decorated with strange symbols that from a race that once was almost wiped out, the first realm that had ever survived his massacre when he was still more of a monster. His rampage was remembered as the tides of blood as his onslaught caused entire landmasses to turn red, even a chunk of the sea was turned red for several decades. The symbols mean nothing more than eternal blood written many times. The last thing worth mentioning was, of course, all red gems that were embedded in the gold, they weren't rubies, they were blood gems, but they only served a decorative purpose. Oh, and the chalice was filled to the brim with blood.

Mathael smiled happily and gladly showed many rows of sharp teeth. He said with a cheery tone. "This here is the blood chalice, an artifact I just created. What's its purpose you ask? To create an unlimited amount of blood by converting the magic in the air to the red blood force that flows through most veins. And don't worry, Blood will only be spilled if you hold in in an 210 to 240 degree angle, so no worry about dropping it and it's indestructible, at least for most mortals unless your name is Kratos, because that guy can destroy anything and anyone."

"Just like that?" The question was asked by the Princesses, no emotion was shown, possibly shock? Confusion? Maybe even the questioning of reality? Nothing was sure as he was not sure what his Emotion Eater was trying to intercede him.

Mathael replied uncertainty."Yes?"

Princess Luna just broke down and fell on her knees. She started to mumble. "A thousand years worth of unnoticed suffering for an entire race, solved by a simple snap of one's fingers. So much pain, so many possibly dead and it's solved by a single, easy motion."

Mathael tilted his head to the right before walking up to love and grabbed her by the shoulder and gently pulling her up. Mathael then slowly set her down again, so she won’t trip and then walked a few steps away again.

Once he made a bit of distance, Mathael pulled out a large book from somewhere behind his back and a pair of reading goggles which he put on and started to read out of it. Mathael then said calmly. "To be fair, or to be unfair at this moment, I am not sure how you were able to not notice the sudden increase of death rates, sicknesses, organ failures, loss of fertility, children born with diseases and disabilities or at least the large decrease in the Thestral population over the past thousand years." Mathael then set the goggles and the book aflame before replying with a slightly annoyed tone. "Also, ' a simple and easy motion? ' This may look easy, but the amount of concentration and dedication it takes to accomplish such a feat, especially when creating an artifact, would easily be enough to even drive both of you combined insane, but that's just my opinion."

Mathael thought after realizing something.'Wow, am I really this sassy when I have my true emotion?'

Mathael put his bulged fist in front of his muzzle before coughing shortly before replying. "Sorry for my reaction, I am not really used to having a real heart."

If the previous state of the Princesses was not flabbergasted, it surely was now.

Celestia asked, yet trying to understand Mathael's words that felt more like if someone let a block of iron fall on the ground. "Real heart? What are you implying, Mathael?"

The response, came late, moments filled with Mathael only looking away, not wanting to plaque them with his pain that once was and hopefully never will be. Yet, as uneasy the pause was, Mathael was capable of looking into their eyes again, and he explained what happened in a way that would not make the wrath be directed at his draconic love. The response he received, was not expected, it was just the blank stares of the Princesses, for a moment, he thought he was still slumbering, as the moment seemed so surreal, almost unthinkable with the ones listening and him honestly saying these words with barely any hesitation.

Once Mathael had said his words, silence reign over all, not even the birds dared to chirp another sound, and even the feeling of the pleasant castle air seemed to fade into nothingness. But the silence was broken in the end, by the dark stallions' chuckling, it wasn't a sad one, nor a happy one, but it was a quiet one for sure.

"Isn't it funny? I charge into battles head on, I've slain both angels and demons, even false gods exceedingly. No challenge to great existed for me not to achieve, no riddle too hard, nor question too long, yet I crumble here. A simple life, a simple conversation, a moment of peace, but why can't I feel like that I am part of this peace? I don't know, funny for a fortune teller, to not know the future, for a warrior to back away or for a magician to look away from a challenge? Maybe the answer is just so simple I can't find it in front of my snout or so hard for someone like me to understand? Or maybe I should just look deeper and not see myself as any of that?" His words, the words from Mathael told, sounded almost like a poem, if not for the weird choice of words that didn't rhyme, but the words were surprisingly soothing.

"So many have judged me, yet they all were wrong. I am not a warrior, nor a hero and maybe not even a monster. I can't be judged by others, because others don't truly know me, but it's not so wrong if I can't even know myself. I judged myself often, too much maybe, too little perhaps? I truly don't know, besides that my worth is not much more than any other being's life. My achievements are great for others, but meek in my eyes as the greatest challenge for me, isn't an adventure, a battle or an enemy to face, but the struggle of the ordinary everyday life. So I ask you to, dearest Princesses of this realm who bear the names of sun and moon, do not judge me by my deeds and victories, but by the times I fell down, lost and even forgotten myself before climbing back up to see the light once again." A poem that left his mouth, so soft, not aggressive, not excessive nor weak. These words from a once-feared man, to brighten the day and make hearts beat stronger, a truly interesting given to take place on such a horrible day yet to come.

Seconds of silence again, but this time they were broken by the clapping of two soft pairs of hands. Looking in front of him, it was quite a surprising sight to see the two princesses clap their hands with a smile on their face.

'I am quite surprised that they took it this happily. I just wanted to break the silence, huh, who knew that I was such a good poet, or maybe it was just so bad that it was good again?' the stallion thought

Princess Luna said happily with a smile on her face, a small one, but still a noticeably joyful one. "It was a very nice poem, dear Mathael, though I think you there is one little error you made. I know at least to some degree how you feel, and your words truly touched my heart as if someone was lecturing me about my current life."

Celestia's smile upon hearing her sister's words, but still smiled. "While I must that my sister's words were quiet... saddening, it was still a very nice choice of words of yours. "Yet, her smile fell and broke when she remembered the purpose of his visit. "Yet, you spoke of another dire situation you wish to share with us."

Mathael nodded a few times before walking towards a window and indicating with his hands that they should follow him. Mathael looked out of the crystal-like window, seeing a beautiful land, with an exotic garden with a bizarre statue in it. The statue looked like a work of Frankenstein, but the most notable thing about it, and that were many cracks that spread across the stone figure. Mathael said sternly. "Today, Discord will be free himself from his prison to once again turn this world into a madman's playhouse." Mathael didn't need to turn around to know the shocked expressions of his celestial loves. Mathael sighed before turning around and asking kindly. "I know this seems much to ask, but please, do not engage him under any cost. Do not send any guards after him or any other being that wished fight Discords. I can now feel again, and I don't want to lose control if one of you is hurt."

Mathael sighed and walked towards the door without speaking another word, his steps the only thing filling the room and the silence accompanying him. Yet, just as he was about to leave, he lowered his head lightly and said in a solemn tone. "Pray to whatever deity you are praying to that you never see me when I am out of control." before snapping his fingers and vanishing in a flash of light, leaving the two millennia old mares' alone with a mix of worry and confusion.

With a flash of light two figures appeared on a far off mountain. One of them was Mathael while the other was a giant stone statue with an image of a petrified and terrified chimera-like creature. Mathael had his eyes closed while breathing deeply through his nostrils. The dark Stallion walked a few steps away from the statue and before turning around and sitting on the ground in a lotus position, crossing his hooves which seemed very hard to accomplish considering his excessive amount of muscle mass.

Mathael asked softly with a calm voice and a clear mind. "We don't have to fight, you know that, right?" The question, it didn't seem as stupid as he thought. He didn't want to fight, not unless he had to, because what would this fight bring him? The answer? Nothing. Only more pain would be released in the end, released upon a twisted, corrupted and so hurt creation for no other sole reason that bringing more pain. Mathael sighed deeply and said."What do you hope to achieve by doing this? It won't give you anything. Ponies will fear you just like anyone else would, but why do things have to go this way? You don't have to choose this way, believe me, it brought me nothing but suffering and misery. Maybe I am wrong in your case, perhaps you will be happy, but is it truly worth it in the end?"

Darkness and Erebus continued to sit there, hoping for the other to finally make their move, their decision how the story would continue. The only thing happening around the two of them was the soft summer breeze that swirled around them with an occasional bird looking at what was happening on the large hill.

Darkness was not pleased. Darkness was never good at chess, but she wasn't horrible either, the thestral was born in Canterlot after all and there it was even a lesson during her education, at least for a few years, but what she saw now was nothing that amused her. She was beaten by Erebus, and as far as she could see, her king was cornered by over half of Erebus's remaining pieces.

With a smug grin, Erebus lifted her hand and slowly pushed a pawn forward, making sure to make every second as teasing as possible before knocking Darknesses King over the chessboard with one flick. "You lost again, dearest Darkness. But do not fret, if you want to, we have all time in the creation so you can one day beat me." The look from Darkness wasn't a happy one to which Erebus could only roll her eyes. "What? I have been playing this game before it was even invented in the second era of creation and spent most of my time being dead playing board games or read books about various things that are not sexually relevant."

Darkness grunted loudly before letting her head drop on the board, scattering all remaining pieces on the board, the table and knocked a couple of figures over the table onto the floor. The thestral mare wasn't amused in the slightest and even a bit frustrated. She had always spent her life doing exciting things or at least exciting stuff, but now she was so bored. Was she too used to be around Mathael also known as the Pony who tell her stories from a library possible bigger than Equus, show her places of purity and beauty or even just spent time to talk with him? She was not clingy! Maybe? Of course not!! But she should consider doing a few more things on her own, or with friends, but what?

Darkness gave out a loud sigh, or at least she tried. In the middle of her sigh, she thought she was not seeing right and sucked air back in, the result was her coughing like a madmare. She rubbed her eyes and tilted her head to the side when she saw a... it could be best described as a giant rubber duck with a body made out of the words 'Duck' with two 'O's and an 'O' for its beak. Suddenly the beak formed into a "U" as it quacked fire out of its beak. The flames were also made out of the word 'fire' written in red hundreds of times.

Darkness stared at the literature monster for a few moments, possible few of the most awkward moments of her life, until now at least. The beast of words gave out one more intimidating quack before flying into the skies with its wings made out of the word... Can you guess it right? Exactly! It's Chicken Wing! Yes, the thing's wings were made out of several sentences that all meant 'It's Chicken Wings' in various languages.

Erebus stared at Darkness full of confusion, not understanding why the mortal mare was locking past her as if she saw some kind of monster. To make sure things were ok, she turned around too and saw... Was that a big pink fluffy pony that walked on all four of its hooves. Its fur was so gigantic you could only see the face and the hooves of the creature while it was licking random edible things like tacos or apple pies. What a fun day.

Erebus turned her attention back to Darkness and asked. "Ehm... I probably already know the answer buuuuut, this isn't normal for your world, right?" Darkness's head slowly turned her eyes towards Erebus's face and tilted her head even further which her left eyes were furiously twitching.

Erebus blinked and just said. "Should we do something about this or...?" As if fate itself answered her question, Erebus suddenly felt a burning and stinging sensation on her left butt cheek to which she yelped loudly in surprise. The draconic mare rubbed the wounded the form of a significant red humanoid hand that could probably even be seen in the night. She knew exactly who was responsible for this deed, but instead of letting her anger getting the better of her, she slowly calmed down. Inhale. Count to four. Exhale.

With one last breath, Erebus said calmly with an almost peaceful tone."Okay, let's do something against this Weirdmageddon before someone gets eaten alive by their fur, which wouldn't surprise me at this point anymore." With this in mind, Erebus grabbed Darkness by the color of her shirt and vanished in a cloud of black smoke.

"You know, I know exactly how you feel, discord. I have been nothing but a slave, a monstrous tool for the corruption for what now? Over like 26 million years? Probably a lot more than just that considering all the stuff I can't remember and considering that I just stopped counting at that point, well... I am one broken Stallion, and I am not going to hide it." Mathael continued his conversation with the mismatched statue while trying to ignore the weird feeling that he gets from very far behind his back.

"What in tarnation is goin' on around here?!" Shouted Applejack as she and Swift Tail watched how her families barn sprouted legs made out of apple trees and did the Russian dance while shaking the ground to its core. The animals inside the barn jumped out in hope to get away from the madness, only for gravity to reverse itself and making the animals fly towards the sun.

Suddenly a wall of her family's house exploded as the cider barrels walked out, or rather the acted as if they were walking.

Applejack stared at the barrels with wide open eyes as the lids of the barrels suddenly shot open with the top shooting towards the sky and exploding like a firework. Out of the barrels jumped apples, not cider, but apples with rabbit legs and chipmunk arms. The apple monsters then let out terrifying screeches before charging towards the apple field and explosion and somehow making it rain oranges. The oranges then somehow infected the apple trees and turned them into orange trees as if the weirdness just crawled up her plants.

Applejack wasn't even sure if she was sane and if she was, then her mind couldn't decide to be terrified, confused or angry. Just as the farmer Pony was about to charge towards the orange empire, a black cloud suddenly poofed into existence beside her. Before the mare had time to react, a furred and scaled hand suddenly grabbed her by the arm before she was swallowed by the dark fog.

"Nooo! My books, my precious books, don't leave me!!!" Screamed Twilight as she witnessed how all of her 3,659 books all jump out of the shelf instantaneously just after the poor mare or more specifically her slav- pe- serva- little brother spend several hours organizing them.

To the purple mare's surprise, the books indeed halted. Twilight was relieved, but only for a short time as all the books snapped open at once and what happened next.

All symbols manifested into full fletched 3d letters before jumping out of their papery prison.

Twilight stared in horror as she saw all of her precious letters jump out, to never be organized again before they started dealing with actual destruction and chaos. Alone they weren't strong, but they were millions of miniature sized devils. They broke apart the books and set them aflame, shattered the quills to make weapons and dismantled the chairs to make armor. A true war.

"The great and powerful Trixie shall not be defeated by mere words! Trixie shall put you all in your places!!!" Said the 'great' and 'powerful' Trixie as she took a step forward, but instead of feeling the ground under her hooves, she tripped over and strategically placed rope made out of hundreds of together knitted rubber bands.

*Thud*

With a loud thud, the illusion magician fell on her stomach, confused and shocked to be taken to the ground by such a simple trick. When Trixie tried to stand up, she felt many thin lines that went across her back that kept her pinned to the ground. "What-what trickery is this!"

Trixie rotated her head as far as she could and saw that hundreds of Letters have impaled hundreds of toothpicks into the wooden floor on each side of her body. The toothpicks then were connected by nylon threads. The blue mare struggled as much as she could and without much movement nor a moment of peace, she couldn't cast a spell to free herself.

Trixie shouted angrily. "Put Trixie back in her place so that she can put you into your place you-mpfh!!!" Before the show mare could finish her sentence, a group of Letters carried a broad stripe of duct tape on the mare's mouth to shut her up.

The hoard of Letters slowly became stronger and better equipped with each passing second and would've already overwhelmed the two poor mares if it wasn't for the hero, the one who bore the blandest pet name one could have, Spike. Spike was smart enough to take and wielded the janitors most trustful friend, the broom to wish away dozens if not hundreds proudful warriors of scriptoria at once.

On a far away shelf, a single 'K' proudly stood a giant of muscles and strength compared to his lesser Letters, it was Ketos, Body Scripta. In his sight, he saw the nightmarish scaled monster that threatened his people's war and glory, his battle. With an angry and annoyed look on his non-existing face, he grabbed his weapons with his non-existing hands.

His choice of weapons was a pair of slightly bend and with fire-heated clips connected to his forearms by chains of iron threats. With one last moment of preparation, Ketos slowly began to swing his weapons around, always getting faster until they appeared like a blur before he let go and the blades shot forward. It only took his blades a second or two before they hit their target, the one headed hydra's ears which the blades first pierced and then coiled around.

Spike yelped from the sudden pain and let go of the broom which about which he didn't care at the moments. Spike lifted his hand and tried to find what hit him, but before he could even react, Ketos began to pull on the treads and thus the small dragon with him. Spike yelled from the sudden pain and swung his arms above his head in an attempt to get rid of the threads with no luck. Fortunately for Spike, he was able to stand his ground on a small table to which he held on as if it would cost his life if he failed.

Ketos screamed in anger before pulling spreading his non-existing arms as far as he could and pulled back his weapon a few millimeters more before letting go and shooting towards the dragon as if he was shot out of ballista. Ketos wasn't touched or moved, not even feeling a bit of concern, but just anger and adrenaline as he hit the back of the dragon's head loudly. Spike was only able to cry out in pain one more time before he fell onto the ground, beaten, pierced and unconscious, but luckily ignored by the Letters.

With grace and epicness, stood Ketos on top of the dragons head, admired by his inferiors and adored by his lovers, a hero amongst his people, a deity, a god of war.

Twilight started to hyperventilate as she was slowly being cornered by millions of letters, from her perspective almost the entire floor was black besides the spot where her friends were slowly being buried. Tears started to form in the corners of her eyes, it was the feeling of fear and terror. But just as she was about to break down, a cloud of black smoke suddenly appeared beside her out of which stepped Erebus, Darkness, and Applejack.

Erebus saw what happened around her and was hesitant for a moment before she shocked her head and began to rub her hands against another so fast that small flashes of lightning began to crackle between her palms. Erebus smirked as she held her index fingers close to another, just a centimeter between in which a stream of energy flew. Erebus then pointed her finger in a blink of an eye towards Ketos. A little lightning shot towards the Letter. The power pushed the letter warrior off spike and coated Ketos with electricity while he screamed with fury and malice "Zeus!!!" before crumbling to ash.

Erebus then opened her palm and touched the ground, as if a single drop of water hit a small pond, a wave or coldness traveled across the floor, freezing all letters and bindings in place.

Twilight stared at Erebus for a moment before she jumped at the draconic mare before hugging and crying on her savior's side.

Erebus could only roll her eyes before everyone present in her room vanished in a black cloud. Well, besides Spike as the draconic mare had no interest in dragging someone unconscious with her, so she just let him rest where he was.

Erebus then proceed with saving the other element bearers and their friends as well, which involved shattering a few dozen mannequins. The puppets dressed Rarity in hideous and old dresses, they also put on the ugliest makeup on her face and let's not speak about what they have done with her mane. Surprisingly Mellow Hoof was unharmed besides being tied to a chair and being forced to watch the suffering of the fashion mare of course. Or maybe she would've been the next victim of the crime against fashion? Who knows.

Saving Rainbow Dash and Gilda was surprisingly easy. It just involved getting the two of them out of a gigantic caramel spider net, and murdering said giga-spider to which the two replied pridefully.'We could've gone out on our own... still, thank you.'

Pinkie, on the other hand, seemed to have handled the situation pretty well as all the sweets in sugar cube corner came to alive and attacked the pies. Pinkie used the situation to simply eat them all. Yes, every last sweet. How does this mare not have diabetes? Seriously, that was at least enough sugar to kill a manatee

As for Fluttershy, she was perfectly fine, really, there was nothing wrong. Her animals were normal, her home and the area around her cottage was as always, peaceful, and she too was normal, she didn't even notice that something was the Weirdmagedon took place in ponyville. Weird, must have something to do with the Everfree's natural weirdness magnetism.

Now that everyone was safe, Erebus teleported everyone towards Canterlot castle.

Canterlot Castle

Princess Celestia paced left to right, rinse and repeat since Mathael departed while the only sound that could be heard was the sound of her armor touching the ground. Celestia had much trust in Mathael, but that was still no reason to let her guard down, right? It wasn't that She feared Mathael losing against Dizzy, or was it the fear that he would join him? Oh, Faust the horrors!! It would make sense, most ponies treated him like a mere beast, and besides his loved ones, there was nothing that kept him destroying this world. Mathael already said this several times up to this point.

"Sister, you must stop worrying. You have already worn the floor out to the degree that the ground is reformed into the one of a slope. Just have faith in Mathael." The words of her Sister only did little to soothe her nerves, but it was at least enough to stop her worries to some degree, not that it was enough to put off her armor, nor let her Sister drop her guard for a moment.

Celestia sighed deeply, trying to calm down as much as she could before replying. "I... I'll try my best, Luna. Still, there is so much that could go wrong, so much destruction and chaos that would cover Equestria because of one simple mistake. We cannot risk this. But... I will try to follow your advice." Luna was not very pleased with her Sister's statement, but it was better than nothing at the moment.

Just as a moment of silence was formed, it was shattered already by the sound of a black smock forming and evaporating in the blink of an eye. The shadow revealed Erebus, Darkness, Twilight, Rainbow, Rarity, Applejack, Fluttershy, Pinkie, Gilda, Trixie, Mellow Hoof and Swift Tail who looked surprised to see themselves in the throne room of the Princesses themselves.

But wait, There's more!!!

In a bright flash of light, which totally didn't blind everyone and was as annoying as it was vision taking, a few more figures appeared. These figures were none other than Anubis, Midnight Watch and Eris.

Eris flew towards the Princesses with a speed that made even Rainbow Dash look old and shouted in shock and horror. "Why does it look outside like this!! Why does it look like my old chaos world, but so much... so many time worse, and wrong and why would anyone make a toaster that's covered in living pony skin." Eris then hugged her legs and shivered furiously while levitating in the air.

Erebus stared at the Draconequus for several more moments, like everyone else present, before shocking her head and saying. "I have no idea what villain escaped this time as you erase every even out of the history books, so can anyone elaborate to me why I saw a haunted gamecolt poking a small boy who wore a weird propeller beanie?" Erebus then began to count what happened to every last one of the girls she saved.

The stares of the Princesses were filled with terror, they knew that Discord had his fun with their subjects, but that went even beyond his boundaries. No matter what prank, joke or even reality and gravity-defying event he made happen, he never went this far. Of course, there were casualties, but these were mostly to Ponies trying to attack him, people he despised or just accidents due to the new land, but his jokes never this cruel that they could even mentally scar a pony.

Princess Luna gulped loudly with her dry throat and answered. "He. This is not normal, not even for his standards of 'normal.' He never directly hurt any creature."

"Hahahahahah But isn't this exactly what chaos is? The constant change of things, never evil, never good, just randomness with no limits."

The laughs and words of the bodyless voice roamed through the room, no source that could be identified from the hearing alone.

Gilda shouted angrily. "Show yourself, you dweeb!"

"Dweeb? Is that what the 'cool kids' say these days? No, I am not making this that easy. If you want to find me, then you have to listen-"

To everyone surprise, Twilight was the next one to interrupt the reality-defying chimera. "We don't have to listen to you. as long as we have the elements of harmony, we can beat you."

Just as Twilight finished her sentence, Celestia's horn glowed with magic as a hidden door opened behind them, revealing a large vault filled to the brim with artifacts. In the middle of the fault was a box which was decorated with several jewels, but also protected with runes. Celestia levitated the box into the hand, but she was hesitant, no one couldn't see that.

Celestia asked with a heavy heart. "You don't have to do this, Discord, we can still go back like in the old days." No response was given besides a few confused stares from everyone around the mare. With a sigh of sadness, she opened the box and revealed... an empty box. Well, mostly empty besides a letter saying the following:

I.o.u.

The silence was cut off by Eris who began to chuckle loudly and tried her best to not fall down.

"At least someone has humor around here. Anyways, as I was saying, if you want your precious little gemstone, you have to solve my riddle. Here it goes-"

Eris was still chuckling, but was able to force out a few words." L-let me guess? T-to retrieves your missing Elements. J-just make sense of this change of events. Twists and turns are my master plan. Then find the elements, back where you began."

Nope, I wanted something else, before you pesky imitate of my glorious self interrupted me. Here it goes. Left is right, and right is wrong. Don't hold to your reality, or you'll be gone. Friendship can't help you now, nor will it ever, on your own, you have to take this path or be hindered and your true self hidden by others. Give in to chaos, and you might see a path, or roam in order and always be blind.

With the words spoken, the voice vanished, gone as if never existed.

Gilda mumbled to herself." 'Friendship can't help you now, nor will it ever, on your own, you have to take this path or be hindered and your true self hidden by others'. Maybe he means that we should rely on our own to get the elements?"

Mellow Hoof asked with worry." But, he also said that we should give in to chaos. He could mean that the elements are there were the most chaos is, but how can we do it on our own if that's where it is most dangerous?"

Twilight thought for a moment until she came up with an idea." Wait a moment, I think I got something. Maybe the elements are in ponyville there is nowhere as much chaos as there and if he said that we have to go on our own, then maybe the elements are there were live."

Rarity asked with worry." But darling, you also know that that's exactly where he tried to drown us with these horrifying creatures and tricks. How do we know that there aren't even more now, and all on our own?"

Applejack said a few encouraging words to help at least a little in the situation." Ah don't know what ya all are thinking, but ah say that we should at least try it. He turned our home into this... stuff! We can't just stand 'ere and do nothing, we have to do somethin' before we give up!"

"Yeah!!!"

With these encouraging words and an untied shout, Twilight, Rainbow, Rarity, Applejack, Fluttershy, Pinkie, Gilda, Trixie, Mellow Hoof, and Swift Tail ran towards the exit with the intention to get towards Ponyville as fast as Possible.

Twilight shouted in the last moment." We won't fail you, Princesses." and thus, they were gone.

Darkness was about to run after them as well, but she was stopped by a firm grip on her left forearm. She looked at the one binding her in place and saw that it was none other than Erebus.

Erebus said sternly but with sympathy." I know you want to help, but you remember what Mathael said? He doesn't want you to get into danger, not after he just learned to feel again. If something happens now, I don't think he can overcome that. Please, if not for your or my sake, do it for his." Darkness sated at Erebus for a few more moments before sighing loudly with a small and slow nod.

Erebus smiled and said." I am going to go and save a few ponies from this madness, but I won't come to close to Discord as well. I am by far not as strong as I once was, and I don't want to test my luck." with her words spoken, Erebus vanished in a black cloud.

Now, only the Princesses, Eris, Darkness, Anubis and Midnight Watch, were the ones to fill the empty throne room. They wanted to help as well but weren't sure how, but their answer was dealt for them. With a bright flash, all mares were in rune covered chains, binding them to the walls and the floor. The mares struggled, especially Eris who started to hyperventilate, the feeling of being imprisoned was a horror for her, a real nightmare.

Suddenly, another flash appeared in front of them and what or rather who was revealed afterward placed fear into most of the mare's hearts. It was discord, just like Eris, but in male, with the small difference that he wore a super fluffy scarf and a pair of sunglasses.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't my favorite Pony... You sure have gained a few pounds, Sunny, haven't ya? You know, if I wanted to I could create the calorie free cake, but then again, I don't want to." Said Discord with an ever more grumpy becoming voice before he threw the scarf and the air of sunglasses over his shoulders which resulted in a massive explosion taking place, destroying and burying the exit.

Carelessly, he walked towards Celestia, ignoring everyone else while a smile slowly but steadily began to form across his face. He ignores everyone else, and if they said anything, he just snapped his fingers to magically glue their mouths shut. Once he stood, in front of Celestia, or Sunny in this case and bend over so that he was on an even eye level.

Discord grinned happily before gripping the Solar Princess's muzzle with his lion paw and kept it shut. He said as his smile suddenly dropped." What were your last words again before you banished me for a simple firework mistake? A Princess can never be friends with a monster..."

...

A smile formed once again on his face as he said his next word darkly." But a Princess can be friends with a king, the ruler of this land to be exact." Discord let go of Celestia's muzzle, but not without leaving a few scratch mark on her face. He turned around walked a few steps away, only to stop. He said." So long had I, something weird, living in a normal world, but now, you 'normal' creatures have to live in a weird world, have a taste of the reality I was forced to live in for so long, forced by you worthless Ponies. And I am not going to lie, this will hurt you a lot more than it will hurt me."

(Time skip)
Many, Many hours later.

Mathael was still sitting in the same position, but his nerves were slowly reaching their ends. He didn't understand why the chimera didn't escape yet, or anything happened at all. The look on his face became more annoyed by the second, but his anger was interrupted as a bird landed on Discords statue and something shocking happened.

*Crack*

*Shatter*

Mathael's jaw dropped at the sightof Discord's statue just crumbling to ash, but what shocked him more, was that the thing was empty. Slowly, thoughts crept into his mind, or more specifically the realization and the god damn fury!!! Just as he was about to explode, he saw a piece of paper in the rubble of the statue. He walked up to the pile and picked up the letter before he read the following.

Dear Sunny, Moon Butt, Edgelord
or even a Pony with a ridiculous techno-colored coat, mane, dumb symbol on your butt cheek and a name that was probably made by scrambling a noun and adjective together.

I have escaped, as you may have noticed on the world that is currently burning around you and I am happy to tell you that you are the first person who noticed that something was off with my statue, if so, then congratulations. Yet, you still can do nothing against me so just give up and embrace chaos.

Signed sincerely,
Discord.

Ps. If you are reading this, Edgelord, are you stupid. You can't change an entire timeline and hope you cleanse the whole multiverse. You may have prevented King Dain's rise to power, but just this attack. If he would attack later, or someone else like a griffon or maybe even his son, then it wouldn't be stopped at all. You can only truly change small things in the multiverse, like say a small village from ever doing something, but an entire world? Nope. See ya next time on 'Discords lectures morons about their mistakes.'

Mathael stared at the letter for a few more seconds while slowly turning around and seeing the world in chaos. Mathael's hand began to shake, and his fists to bulge, steam, and smoke came out of his eyes, nostrils, and eyes, veins slowly became visible, all veins to be exact, his neck began to twitch while his head vibrated and his teeth clenched together. Even his irises began to glow with a red light that radiated tremendous amounts of anger and power. Mathael's breathing became stronger and faster with every second while sucking in and blowing out all air through his teeth.

When he opened his mouth, all of Equestria could hear his voice and feel the shaking of the ground.

"Arrrrrrgh!!!! Diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiscoooooooooooooooorrrrrrrrrd!!!!!"

Everything seemed safe in the library now that the Letters were frozen, but one small detail seemed to have been forgotten. The heated-paperclip blades that rested on Ketoses grave were gone just as his ashes were.

Author's Notes:

This Chapter had has been edited with the help of Zammrok who invested several hours in finding many small and even some big errors that I wouldn't have found without his help.

Sorry that this chapter contained no pictures, but I wanted to try to make this Chapter a tad more serious than usual. Please don't forget to like or comment. Merry Christmas everyone

Your jolly,
Zwillingen700