Grogar was studying in Tambelon’s small library when he found a book on the history of Equus. “What is this?” he asked himself. Reading, he found a passage on Orthodox. “Orthodox. I wonder what it says.”

“Of all the creatures to have ever existed in Equus, he is the most mysterious. He is the last of the Primordials that once roamed our beloved land. As old as he is powerful, Orthodox, the Fallen One, is someone who sees potential in us creatures. Where others call us inferior, Orthodox sees something else. Something magical.

When it comes to creatures, Orthodox is the master. He is very powerful, and even though he is old, he is strong. However, where some mentions of his name call him a benefactor to Equus’ magical creatures, others portray him as a…”

Suddenly, the words faded off the page and Grogar jumped back. “What’s going on? Portray him as what?” Grogar asked himself. “Everything I find about Orthodox is either useless or disappears.”

That was when Grogar got an idea: “Maybe Gusty will know what to do! She knows powerful magic, and Orthodox is a powerful magic-user.”

Leaving the library, Grogar packed his things and told his wife about his idea. Then, heading off to Dream Valley, Grogar took the safe route and arrived at Dream Valley. Knocking on Gusty’s door, Grogar waited patiently for the unicorn.

Gusty came to the door and saw Grogar. “Grogar! I was wondering when you’d come back. Where’s Isabelle?”

“At home. I came here to talk to you about something.” Sitting down, Grogar told Gusty about Orthodox: “The night Isabelle and I were here, I had a dream.”

“A dream? What kind of dream?”

“There was a kind of... creature that talked to me.”

Gusty got a worried expression on her face. “About what, exactly?”

“It told me about how I could use magic. To save Tambelon.”

“Grogar,” Gusty replied. “What exactly was this creature called?”

“He called himself ‘Master Orthodox’. Does that name mean anything to you unicorns?”

Gusty’s eyes widened in shock. “Orthodox? Did this creature happen to be called ‘The Fallen One’?”

“I read a book about him. It said that he is indeed the ‘Fallen One’ and that he is a benefactor to us creatures.”

“Grogar, there’s something you need to know. Did the words happen to give an opposite opinion on him? Maybe something bad?”

“Actually, they started to. But then, they kind of... vanished.”

“What do you mean by vanished?”

“I mean they just... faded from the page. It was like something didn’t want me to know about it.”

“It’s just like I feared. Come with me.”

Gusty got up and led Grogar to the sealed door. Opening it, she picked up one of the books inside with her magic and started reading: “Of all the creatures to have ever existed in Equus, he is the most mysterious. He is the last of the Primordials that once roamed our beloved land. As old as he is powerful, Orthodox, the Fallen One, is someone who sees potential in us creatures. Where others call us inferior, Orthodox sees something else. Something magical.

When it comes to creatures, Orthodox is the master. He is very powerful, and even though he is old, he is strong. However, where some mentions of his name call him a benefactor to Equus’ magical creatures, others portray him as a ruthless being who cares only for his own interests. Banished by Lady Eclipsa, he is trapped in the Dark Netherworld and has since been manipulating creatures into setting him free.”

Gusty closed the book and Grogar looked in horror. “How could I have fallen for that? I should have known not to trust him. A creature like me can’t even do magic.”

Gusty put a hoof on Grogar’s foreleg. “Grogar, all creatures can do magic. Sometimes, all you need is someone to teach you.”