Anon found himself walking through a strange haze of white fog that covered everything he could see. He glanced back and forth through the mist, a worried expression quickly forming on his face. He couldn't recall how long he was walking for, but he knew it had to be some time. He tried to look at his watch, but found that it was simply not working anymore.

"I don't think it's three in the afternoon... or morning..." Anon muttered, shaking his head.

He tried, for a moment, to recall what led to him finding himself in this place, but his memory failed him, leaving him guessing as to what could have happened to him. He noticed that his right arm felt noticeably sore, but upon glancing at the appendage, found it to be in much the same shape as his left arm. There seemed to be no actual explanation for the strange soreness he felt, leaving him no real option other than to just continue onward.

He walked through the mist for an unknown amount of time until finally arriving at what appeared to be a small house. Breathing out a small sigh of relief at the sight of something familiar, Anon picked up his pace to a small jog until arriving at the front door of the structure. He gently knocked a few times and stepped back, patiently waiting for a response. Minutes passed, and after what felt like a reasonable amount of time to wait with no response, Anon knocked again.

Just as before, there was no response. Biting his lip in concern, Anon walked over to the window and tried to peer inside. The glass was too dirty for him to see inside, making him frown. He once again moved over to the front door and grabbed the handle. Much to his pleasant surprise, the door was unlocked, and opened easily. His brow furrowed in curiosity, Anon stepped inside the front door, finding a pleasant living room laid out before him.

There was a nice leather couch in the center of the room, directly across from a fireplace. Hardwood floors lined the bottom of the room, the grain structure pulling his gaze over to the staircase leading upstairs. The entire interior looked like something reminiscent of a small midwestern home. What truly caught Anon off guard, however, was the fact that there was the light pouring in from the windows.

Anon glanced outside, finding that while the white mist was quite visible, it was nowhere near bright enough to illuminate the interior of the house to the same degree he was seeing inside. Anon rolled his tongue in his mouth as he tried to rationalize just how the house was being lit, but quickly shook his head clear of the thought as he heard what sounded like hoofsteps inside the house.

"Hello?" Anon called out, his voice sounding quite loud in the otherwise silent home.

Anon hesitantly continued into the house, his nerves on edge as he scanned the room for any signs of life. As he progressed into the living room, he was startled again by the sound of hooves on hardwood above him. He quickly glanced up to the source of the noise, and within a few moments, he saw the source as a pair of brilliant white hooves stepped down the stairs.

Anon felt a wave of relief and hope wash over him as he saw the legs of the pony walking down to greet him.

"Tia, oh thank-" Anon began, but fell silent upon seeing the pony fully.

Long, slender legs led his eyes up to a slim barrel that held two massive white wings. Her chest fluff was large and inviting, leading up to her head where a long spiraled horn resided. However, unlike Celestia, her mane and tail were a deep red, and didn't flow in some nonexistent wind. Lastly, two beautiful blue eyes that sparkled like the ocean in perfect sunlight, sat on a gorgeous face that only served to take Anon's breath away. After all his time in Equestria, Anon could tell when a pony was beautiful, and the mare in front of him was absolutely stunning.

Anon found his words dying on his tongue and his mouth dry as he stared at the beautiful alicorn descending the staircase until she arrive just in front of him, a small smile on her face.

"Speechless?" She impishly asked, her melodic and gentle voice sending a shiver down Anon's spine.

"Uh... I-um... who... who are you?" Anon slowly asked, struggling to find his words.

Another fact of the alicorn before him that caught him off guard, was the light radiating off of her, almost as if she herself, was a source of light. Then he heard it. An angelic, harmonic sound that absolutely sent his heart aflutter. She giggled.

"I suppose you wouldn't know. Come, sit with me." She replied, strolling over to the couch.

Anon dumbly followed behind, his attention completely captivated by the alluring and majestic being in front of him. She sat down first, gesturing for Anon to sit beside her, and with a moment of hesitation, he complied. The couch itself felt like Celestia and Luna's fur, and Anon couldn't help but look down at the fabric and touch it as if it were made of some kind of magical material. A confused crease formed in his brow as he observed the fabric, but he was pulled from his revelry by the heavenly sound of the mysterious mare giggling once more. Anon quickly glanced up to her, a small blush forming on his cheeks as she daintily covered her mouth with one hoof.

"It's meant to feel like the most pleasant material you've ever felt." The mysterious mare explained.

Anon did a double take, "Wait, what? How? And who are you? Where am I?" He questioned, finally remembering all the questions he wanted to ask in the first place.

Holding up a hoof, the mare smiled at him, "No need to rush, I'll answer all of your questions, my dear human. I simply wanted to get to know you a little bit, first." She replied.

Once more, her voice was like silk. Smooth and soft, caring and kind, and filled with enough warmth to make him feel at home even when he was still unsure of where he was. Albeit with a few moments of hesitation, Anon nodded, prompting the strange alicorn to smile.

"W-what... what do you want to know?" Anon asked, hesitantly.

While he still wasn't sure just why he was complying with her requests, he felt as if the majestic aura that enveloped the mare so completely, put her leagues above him. There was some kind of unspoken knowledge in the back of his head, telling him that whoever this pony was, she held immense power and poise. Even Celestia and Luna failed to spark such a reaction in him when he first met them, making his brow furrow ever so slightly in confusion.

"So you've been living in Equestria for a couple of years now. In that time, you've grown quite considerably. Even gone so far as to marry Princess Celestia and Princess Luna. I must say, that was quite the spectacle. Granted it started as a mistake, but then grew into something very real... I must admit, once you were all officially married, I didn't see what they saw in you, at first." The mare commented, observing Anon in a critical light.

The slight, however miniscule it was, felt absolutely devastating to the human. Once again, he could not place just how or why her words cut so deeply, even if they were hardly close to the harshest critique he'd ever heard, yet he found himself utterly heartbroken at her admission, all the same.

"Uh, I-I..." Anon trailed off.

However, just as his feelings reached their worst, that soft melodic sound of her voice spoke up again, shattering all the pain and fear he felt in his chest.

"That said... the last few weeks have certainly been eye-opening. I think I finally see what they've seen in you this whole time. Perhaps I shouldn't have been so quick to judge." She explained, offering a comforting smile.

It was as if all the tension in Anon's body suddenly evaporated and he felt as light as a feather. The compliment made his heart swell with pride, and his spirits soared as the light shone in his eyes, almost as if he was beaming with ecstatic pride.

"T-thank you." He said, sincerely.

She nodded, "When you first arrived in Equestria, I wondered just what you were. Something with no magical signature whatsoever is very rare in this world, yet you arrived all the same... I have watched over you, especially closely since you and the princesses were able to conceive your foals. Even for a being as ancient as I am... that was a surprise." She admitted, the ever-so-faint hint of a blush forming on her cheeks.

Anon found himself stunned for words for a few moments, both the sincerity and honesty of her words making him pause, "W-wait... you've been watching me ever since..." He trailed off.

She nodded, "Ever since you first arrived. It isn't the first time a being has arrived from outside our dimension. Magic tends to work in mysterious ways from time to time, and all that."

Anon slowly nodded, "But-why... why haven't I ever seen you before? I would remember a face like yours." He asserted.

The mysterious alicorn giggled once more, a sound that sent butterflies fluttering about through Anon's chest, "No creature has seen me in nearly ten thousand years, but I've always been here, watching." She explained.

Anon did a double take at her words, his response dying in his throat as he struggled to understand the implications of just what she was saying, "W-wait a second... hold on here... are you saying that you're... like... some kind of pony God?" He asked, bewilderment in his voice.

She playfully shrugged, "You could say something like that. However, that is besides the point. We're here to talk about you, after all."

"We are?" Anon owlishly blinked.

"But of course. What do you remember last?" She replied, tilting her head slightly to the side.

Anon's brow creased as he tried to recall the day's events. Slowly, his memories came back to him. With each passing second, more and more panic wormed its way into his head, making his breathing increase. Memories of Chrysalis and her hive returning, followed by the subsequent backlash and attempts to warm Canterlot to her hive, quickly surfaced. He found himself momentarily reliving the battle with Tirek in the changeling hive, and almost losing Thorax and Pharynx to the colossal beast. Then, the searing pain of his personal fight against Tirek hit him like a semi truck, and he found a searing, stabbing pain radiating from his right arm. He hissed in pain as he looked down to the limb, finding that it was no longer as he remembered it, but a bloody, fractured mess of black and blue.

His eyes flicked up to the strange alicorn sitting beside him as if nothing were out of the ordinary, but before he could say anything, another memory hit him, this time of the looks of terror in both Celestia and Luna's eyes as the watched him throw his life away for them. He watched the fear, anguish, and heartbreak in their eyes as Twilight teleported them away, leaving him to fight by himself. However, he quickly saw the next memory of Chrysalis saving his life from certain death at the hands of the evil centaur. He recalled being led all the way to a store in the city before losing control of his body. The last memory he saw was of Discord, hunch over him and compressing his chest as darkness closed in around him.

Then, he was suddenly back in the present, gasping for breath as he took in his surroundings. He immediately noticed he felt no pain, and quickly looked down to his arm, finding that it was normal once more. He managed to breathe out a sigh of relief, before looking up to the alicorn again.

"You've been quite a busy little human the past few weeks." She stated, giving him the softest of smiles.

"H-how... you... you saw all that?" He asked, breathlessly.

She nodded, "As I said, I was unsure of what the Princesses saw in you at first. The last twenty four hours specifically, have changed that. Where I once saw a wayward creature that didn't belong in our world, simply going through the motions of life without a care in the world for another creature beside himself, I now see a strong, loving, and devoted father. I see a being who is so loyal, he would gladly lay down his life for the ones he loves because they mean more to him than life itself. I see a creature that can make everypony around him laugh. I see a creature that values honesty and kindness, and it shows in his actions. I see a generous being that wants those around him to be happy. I see the embodiment of harmony staring back at me."

Anon was left utterly speechless by the praise. Whereas only a few moments ago, her voice sent him into the darkest pits of despair with only a small slight, he suddenly found himself absolutely beaming. It was as if the person he looked up to most in the world suddenly told him everything he ever wanted to hear. The feeling of elation and bliss that coursed through his veins was pure ecstasy, and he couldn't remember anything else in his life ever making him feel as good as he did from just a few words of praise from this alicorn.

"I-I, uh... t-thank you." Anon managed to say, struggling to hold back the tidal wave of emotions that were assaulting his mind.

"Think nothing of it, dear." She dismissed, giving him a soft smile in return.

A few more moments passed in silence as Anon felt the strength of his emotions slowly begin to wain, and eventually he managed to look the alicorn in the eyes without feeling as if happy tears would claw their way out of his eyes.

"Who... are you?" Anon finally asked, after some time.

"I am everything, and I am nothing." She replied, sweetly.

Anon tilted his head to the side, "I have no idea what that means."

She smiled, "I have had many names over the eons. All of them are right, and all of them are wrong. I don't have a name, as I am everything, and nothing."

Anon pursed his lips, "That... still doesn't answer my question at all. I'm so lost... are you... like... are you God?" He asked, the confusion showing on his face.

"You've already asked me if I'm a god." She tittered.

"Yeah but like... God God. I mean... you know what I mean." Anon offered.

"Oh, you're no fun," She let out a playful sigh, "I suppose the name that you would be most familiar with is 'Faust'." She explained.

Anon's eyes immediately widened, "Wait, you're Faust!?" He exclaimed.

Faust nodded, "Indeed, although as I said, I have so many names that they've lost all meaning. I simply... am." She replied.

Anon shook his head in disbelief, "Holy shit... oh, fuck I'm not supposed to say that, am I?" He hastily corrected.

Faust giggled, a sound that Anon found himself loving more and more every time he heard it, "I'm not sure what those words mean, so I won't take any offense. You've nothing to worry about, Anon."

Anon breathed out a sigh of relief, "Oh thank God... I mean... you... fuck, this is so confusing." He muttered.

"Oh please, don't change your vocabulary on my account." She dismissively waved a hoof.

"A-alright. Just don't want to go to Hell is all." Anon sheepishly admitted.

Much to his relief, Faust simply smiled, "Well you certainly are entertaining. I can definitely see why my daughters like you so much." She offered.

Anon did a double take, "I'm sorry, what? Celestia and Luna are your daughters!?" He exclaimed, nearly jumping out of his seat on the couch.

Faust nodded, "Chrysalis too. In fact-" She began, but Anon couldn't stop the exclamation from escaping his lips no matter how hard he tried.

"WHAT!? Chrysalis is their sister!? How!? They aren't even the same species!?" Anon prattled off, his eyes wide in disbelief and utter confusion.

Faust snickered as she observed Anon's reaction, "If you'll allow me, I'll explain." She offered.

It took exactly one second for Anon to remember just who he was talking to, and an embarrassed blush formed on his face as he awkwardly scratched the back of his neck, "Uh... right. Sorry. Go ahead."

Faust smiled, "As I said, Celestia, Luna, and Chrysalis are all my daughters. Just as every other mare is my daughter and every stallion is my son. Every single one of them are my foals, or children, if that terms sits better with you." She explained.

"Oh... uh, I think I get it. You didn't literally pop them out like you were giving birth to them, but you did create all life on Equestria." Anon replied, understanding in his voice.

"Correct. Although, I cannot take credit for every creature in Equestria, only the ones that were born in my image." She explained.

Anon held up both of his hands, "Hold oh a second... how are changelings made in your image? They look nothing like you? Also, what do you mean you can't take credit for every creature? Who... who made the rest of them, then?" He questioned.

Faust let out the softest of sighs, "Changelings were a race that I was proud to have had a hoof in creating. They were a species that was completely and totally unreliant any kind of resource. Completely self-sufficient... at least, they were." She admitted, a sad undertone in her voice.

"What do you mean? Don't changelings have to steal love from other creatures to survive?" Anon asked, tilting his head to the side.

"They didn't always need to steal. There was a time, many moons ago when changelings lived in peace and harmony with their pony neighbors and environment. Love wasn't stolen and ponies weren't abducted. Then... he came..." She trailed off.

"Who?" Anon pressed leaning forward in clear interest.

Faust seemed lost in thought for a few moments, almost as if she were reminiscing about the past. Eventually, she looked up to Anon and shook her head, "It matters not. He was dealt with. What he did, however, has yet to be undone. He is the reason changelings steal love. They've forgotten how to share it with each other... but you've been showing them how, once again. I wanted to thank you for that." She replied, giving him a grateful smile.

If there were ever a more beautiful smile, Anon could not recall having seen it. Butterflies flitted about in Anon's chest as just the mere sight of her smiling face melted his heart and made him blush.

"Uh... I-I was just doing what anyone would have done." He reasoned.

Faust simply shook her head, "No, quite the opposite. You went against what almost anypony else would have done in your position. You gave a chance to a mare who, by all accounts, did not deserve it. Of course, I know that Celestia and Luna helped in your efforts, along with Twilight Sparkle as well. Still... they aren't the ones who reformed Chrysalis. That was your doing."

"Re-formed? I don't know what you mean by that, but I don't think really did anything that impressive... I was just nice to her and well... she wasn't a totally evil bitch... who knew?" Anon replied, shrugging his shoulders slightly.

Faust giggled, "Indeed. Who knew?"

For a few moments, a pleasant silence filled the air between them but Anon quickly broke that silence with a polite cough.

"So... what about the other creatures? If not you... then who made them?" He asked.

Faust shrugged, "There are other creators besides me."

"I thought you were God. Like... the only God."

"I never claimed to be a God. I have only ever been me." Faust replied, simply.

"Well, what about the 'I am everything and nothing' thing though? That's pretty implicative of being a god." Anon reasoned.

Faust shrugged, "Semantics."

Anon simply stared owlishly at the alicorn goddess for what felt like a lifetime, before noticing a ghost of a smile appear on her face.

"You... you're just messing with me right now, aren't you." Anon said, with a slight grin.

Faust shrugged, "Perhaps." She replied, a sly smirk on her muzzle.

Anon snorted and shook his head, "You know, I think I see where Celly gets it from." He replied.

Faust snickered into her hoof, "That mare is quite entertaining. As for your previous question, the easiest way to explain it is this: I am not the only creator. The ponies you've been surrounded by all know me as their creator, but I had no hoof in all the other creatures born into Eques."

Anon gaped at the alicorn sitting before him, "W-wait... are you saying that there are gods for every species? Like... as in a griffon god, minotaur god, and so on?"

Faust nodded, "While I hesitate to use the term 'god', yes, there are creators for every species."

Anon simply stared at her for almost a full minute. He couldn't stop the disbelief from showing on his face, a fact that soon made Faust frown ever so slightly.

"I apologize if this is confusing. Regardless, we did get just a tad off topic." She offered.

Anon sighed and shook his head, "Ugh... I'm sorry. This is just a lot for me to take in." He admitted, before a realization hit him like a truck, "Wait a minute... if I'm talking to you, then that means..."

"That you're dead?" Faust finished for him.

Anon gulped, "I am?"

Much to his concern, Faust did not immediately dismiss his concern.

"You are in-between, at the moment." She replied.

Anon sunk further into the couch, "Then... purgatory? Or..."

"It would not be an understatement to say that you are at death's door." Faust replied.

Anon felt the color drain from his face, "That's not something I wanted to hear."

Faust gave a sage nod, "I know, but fear not. I foresee that Equestria is not finished with you quite yet, Anon." She replied.

Anon instantly felt the color return to his face as a wave of both relief and excitement washed over him, "Really!?"

"Your foals need their father, and your wives need their husband. I also believe a certain Changeling Queen needs you as well..." Faust impishly trailed off, before a serious look formed on her muzzle, "I was hesitant to accept their choice in a mate, but now that I see you for who you truly are, I can say with certainty that they made a wise choice. There is only one problem: your mortality."

"My... mortality?" Anon questioned.

"You may live through the events of the last twenty four hours... but one day, you will die. Be it old age, disease, or just a simple accident, you will die one day. That is a fact that I am reluctant to leave unaddressed." She explained.

"What do you mean? How would you even address that?" Anon pressed, sitting upright.

"That is a question that cannot be answered in the time we have now. However, once you are ready... I think I can guide you to the right path." Faust replied, a soft smile on her face.

Anon opened his mouth to reply, but before he could utter a word, the world around him brightened. He squinted his eyes as the light being let in through the windows intensified to the point of being blinding.

"What... what's happening!?" He asked, fearfully.

"Worry not, my little human. You will be alright." Faust's voice responded, however it came from all directions, as if she were inside of Anon's head.

The light only grew brighter and brighter, until Anon couldn't see anything other than white.

Whew boy! Anon met pony God! I'm sure that this won't ever come up again...

Hope you guys liked that one. It was a lot of fun to write how I think a meeting with God would go... you know, assuming God was an alicorn and such... anyways, we're nearing the end of this story, friends. I am excited to see you all there, but rest assured, a sequel is already planned for this story.