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- >A single flash of light appears before my eyes, followed by shadows
- >I am back where I started off
- >Floating through darkness
- >I was so close that time
- >I made it to the crack
- >I saw what was inside
- >At first I thought it was earth
- >But I knew something was off
- >Before I could touch the crack, that thing grabbed me again
- >It just waits, watching me, toying with me
- >I don't even know what it is
- >I get just a little bit closer towards the crack, and it grabs me, dragging me back into the darkness
- >I float forward, it's the only thing I can do
- >I'm getting out of here, one way or another
- >I don't know exactly how long I've been trapped
- >I'm not even sure how I got here in the first place
- >I just woke up here
- >Floating in darkness
- >I would just move straight ahead, observing the emptiness around me
- >Small lights in the distance, but to far to get to
- >And all the while, something is watching
- >It's alive, but it's not a creature
- >It's a force
- >I'm in a forest now
- >Or at least a poor imitation of one
- >There was no transition from darkness to nature
- >They just appear
- >The sky, the grass, everything around me is fake, like a crude cut out
- >The thing is playing with me again
- >I don't know if it's trying to trick me, or making fun of me
- >I just need to keep walking
- >The trees turn towards me as I walk
- >The shake, as if they are about to fall apart
- >They always fall apart
- >Soon, I'm back in the darkness
- >No transition
- >Just darkness
- >This force, shadow, whatever it is, has powers
- >It can shape this darkness into whatever it wants
- >The others can too
- >They are like clouds, floating consensuses in the bodies of smoke
- >They will speed by my, heading towards far off lights
- >They leave behind floating islands, frozen landscapes, endless deserts
- >Those are much more real then the shadow's imitations
- >But soon enough, the land melts into a sea of darkness
- >Either that, or the disgusting cut outs I'm forced to walk through
- >I come across a crack
- >Not the same one as before
- >I can feel a fierce wind blowing around it
- >I try to move closer, but the winds are growing stronger, making it harder to move
- >I can hear a screeching in the back of my head
- >I can catch a glimpse of what's inside
- >An ocean
- >Suddenly, I'm pushed away from the crack
- >The wind is angry
- >I should go now
- >As I leave, I start to think
- >These cracks, do they lead to new worlds, or are they just windows?
- >And if they are other worlds, then what is this place?
- >Is it another dimension, or some sort of place in between worlds?
- >I shouldn't think about this kind of stuff, it will mess with my head
- >I need as much sanity as I can have
- >I see it
- >The crack from before
- >I move as fast as I can towards it
- >I can see real trees, real grass, the actual sun
- >I'm closer then I have ever been before
- >I know I shouldn't get my hopes up, the shadow will just take me away, but I can't help it
- >I don't care if this isn't my home, it's a way out
- >I touch my hand against the crack
- >Light flashes before my eyes
- >I see everything
- >It's strange and confusing
- >I don't know what's going on, but at the same time I do
- >The birth of a world, the creation of a civilization, a battle of two great power
- >But before I can see anything else, I feel the shadow grab me
- >It's upset
- >Darkness blurs my vision
- >I'm being smothered
- >I can't breath
- >I can only see a small shine of light
- >I can't go back empty handed
- >This all can't be another trick
- >I need something, something to prove I'm making progress
- >My hand is being pulled away from the crack's surface
- >I can sense something coming out
- >An outline
- >And soon, everything is dark
- >I'm floating again
- >Empty handed
- >I don't know if I should go back to the crack
- >I'll just be pulled away again
- >But I saw something, and I want to see more
- >I see an object in the distance
- >A large flat rock
- >I float towards it
- >There's something moving on it
- >As I move closer and closer, I can see more details
- >It's purple
- >It's on all fours
- >It's a horse
- >I land on the stone, looking at the creature
- >It's a unicorn, nervously looking over the edge of the stone
- >This has to be some sort of joke
- >"Um...what"
- >It turns towards me
- >"Wha- who are you?"
- >And it talks
- >Just wonderful
- >"What are you doing here?" I ask the horse
- >"I don't know!"
- >If this is another trick from the shadow, it's a weird one
- >I walk away from the unicorn
- >"Wait! You're going to leave me here?"
- >I look up
- >"Nice try, but I'm not falling for it"
- >I jump off the rock
- >I start floating away
- >"No, wait, you can't just leave me here"
- >I look back, and see her run towards me
- >She jumps off the rock, and slowly floats towards me
- >She looks down, and realizes she's floating
- >She looks confused, but fascinated
- >"Who exactly are you?" I say to the horse
- >"Oh, I'm Twilight Sparkle. I'm sorry, but I just need to know, where are we?"
- >"I wish I knew"
- >We're in a field
- >A fake one, of course
- >Twilight looks around, noticing something is off
- >"Trust me, you'll get used to this feeling"
- >"I don't even know what's going on, but it sure is fascinating"
- >Her horn glows, and a patch of the grass is ripped off
- >She uses magic?
- >"I need to study this when I get home"
- >I stay quiet, I shouldn't crush her hopes of getting back to her world
- >The unicorn drops the grass, and looks blankly forward
- >"Do you see that?"
- >Something is walking towards us
- >It looks like a human, but different
- >A grey, hairless body, creeping towards us
- >I back away, but Twilight stays still
- >She's observing it
- >Suddenly, it breaks off into a sprint, growling like an animal
- >A strange glow surrounds its body, and it's pulled right into the air
- >The unicorn moves around it, studying it
- >The field begins to shake
- >It's falling apart
- >But it's not like before, I'm not just being put into darkness
- >The ground is collapsing on itself
- >The unicorn looses control, and drops the creature
- >It lunges towards her, and begins to rip at her skin
- >Suddenly, it falls to the ground, and shatters like glass
- >We are thrown into darkness
- >I can see the crack in the distance
- >It will take time before we get their
- >The unicorn is holding her side with a hoof
- >"Are you alright?"
- >She looks up, a small look of pain on her face
- >"Yeah, I think so. It just burns a little"
- >We float silently for a bit
- >Bored
- >"Hey, um, that monster was kind of weird, right?"
- >She doesn't respond, still holding onto her wound
- >Awkward silence
- >I take this time to think about what happened at the crack
- >The visions I saw
- >"Hey Twilight...tell me about your world"
- >Twilight tells me about what her world is like
- >Ponies, pegesi, griffons, all that weird stuff
- >and the odd thing is, it seems reasonable to me
- >"Hey, Twilight...I think I know why you're here"
- >I remember touching the crack, being pulled away, into the darkness
- >I wanted to have something, proof I was making progress
- >I think I brought Twilight here
- >and if things kept going on like this, she'll be trapped here forever
- >"So, why am I here?"
- >I think for a bit
- >"Never mind, it's not important," I tell her
- >"No, I insist, tell me. Any ideas should be helpful"
- >"Don't worry. All you need to know is that I'm getting you home"
- >We're in a new place
- >An imitation of a town
- >I think
- >It's like being in a sketch of a town
- >The houses are shaking, made of lines that seem to move towards us
- >"Just keep walking and we'll be fin-"
- >The street is full of those grey people
- >They lumber towards us, their bodies are shaking like the line houses
- >Twilight grimaces in pain, holding her wound again
- >I look for anything to defend us with
- >Nothing
- >As the creatures approach, my vision begins to blur
- >I need to fight them off
- >I can see the creatures being flung away by magic, but it all looks like different blurs of color
- >I look around, I can see the lines of the houses moving towards me
- >A line breaks off, and speeds towards my hand
- >No time to think, a grey is running right towards me
- >I slam it with the line, it shatters
- >My vision clears up
- >I turn to Twilight, she's running away from the others
- >I run over and slam the line into nearby creatures
- >I haven't felt this empowered in a long time
- >The world suddenly falls apart
- >The remaining greys are floating off into the distance
- >Twilight looks a little weaker
- >The crack
- >It's so close
- >Twilight is more sickly then before
- >Maybe this time, if I can't get out of here myself, at least I can get her home
- >Hopefully the shadow won't stop me
- >As I approach the crack, a strange feeling overwhelms me
- >I can sense the other world, I can see others in there
- >Twilight looks up at me
- >"Thank you"
- >She places her hoof on the crack
- >Suddenly, a black tendril stabs right into the unicorn
- >She is pulled away
- >Shocked, I can only look on in horror
- >She is unable to pull herself away
- >Out of the darkness, the greys appear, and swarm Twilight
- >Twilight stops screaming
- >I need to do something
- >I float towards her, and push my way past the greys
- >They don't attack me, and they stop attacking Twilight
- >I can't let this happen, I won't let her die because of me
- >I pull at the tendril, but it won't come out
- >It seems to stretch for eternity
- >Twilight's skin is becoming paler
- >She won't speak
- >I don't understand, the shadow was cruel, but it never did anything like this
- >"Stop it! Leave her alone!"
- >Twilight turns to me
- >She speaks, her voice is deep, otherworldly >"Vessel"
- >Twilight shatters before me
- >Just like the greys
- >The greys sink back into the darkness
- >I need to get back to the crack
- >It's the only thing I can do
- >I hold my head, it aches now
- >I don't know what to think
- >One minute she was here, and the next she's gone
- >She just fell apart, like those monsters
- >And if the greys are made by the shadow, was Twilight fake the whole time?
- >That must have been it, it was all another trick
- >I'm in hell
- >But what if she was real, and I just killed her
- >Then it's all my fault
- >I'm a murderer
- >I move towards the crack
- >It's the only thing I have left
- >I place my hand on the crack's surface
- >I'm immediately rushed over by the blinding light
- >The visions return
- >I can see more now, it's hard to understand, but I see more
- >I can see others
- >For a second, I ask myself if I should take another one out
- >No, I can't. One of them is dead because of me
- >I took something from them
- >I want to give something back
- >I can see a human outline walk through the light
- >I feel much weaker now
- >Am I going in? Am I leaving?
- >The shadow quickly envelops me
- >It's furious
- >It speaks with its booming, otherworldly voice
- >"No"
- >I am back in the darkness
- >But not all of me is back
- >Something has happened
- >My body feels empty, not all there
- >It's like I'm walking on a tight rope
- >I can hear things
- >Voices
- >Thoughts
- >"I could make anything for you, and you want to leave me?"
- >I move, as if I'm running away from the voice
- >I feel strange, I'm moving faster, more fluidly
- >"Stop now! Just stop running from me"
- >I'm going back to the crack, and nothing is going to stop me
- >I know where I am now
- >Or where it wants me to be
- >It's a place called Ponyville
- >Faint black lines create the world around me
- >Ponies are walking around, but they look as if they could fall apart any second from now
- >"Heeeeeeeelllooooo, I'm Twiiiiiiiliiiggghht"
- >An imitation of the unicorn is in front of me, eyes blackened, skin grey
- >I want to destroy it
- >My mind is different now
- >I can see things differently know
- >I'm on the ground, but I can see things from above
- >I force the ground below the imitation to collapse
- >Fake Twilight falls through, floating away through darkness
- >"I don't like what's happening to you", says the shadow
- >I force the imitation ponyville to collapse on itself
- >"I don't like it one bit"
- >One of the mists comes towards me
- >A cloud of sand
- >It has no eyes, but I know it's looking towards me
- >"Another..."
- >If flies off, leaving a desert behind it
- >I move across the sand, almost flying
- >A long time passes
- >The sand stretches on forever
- >The sand hasn't melted into darkness
- >"You won't leave here, I won't let you"
- >Is this a new strategy?
- >Is it trying to torture me?
- >Or is it trying to stop me?
- As I glide through the sand, I can feel myself changing
- >I'm not a human anymore
- >But I'm not a mist, at least not yet
- >I'm something in between
- >My vision has expanded
- >I can see outside my body
- >Sometimes I wonder if my physical form is still a part of me
- >I remember the crack
- >The outline that I saw
- >Did I give up my physical form?
- >But then what was the outline I saw before that?
- >I look up
- >I move up
- >I'm flying now
- >A sandy smoke follows behind me
- >Pretty soon, I won't be anything like a person
- >I'm scared
- >I can see the faint glow of the crack in the distance
- >I'll be there soon
- >The shadow won't stop me
- >But it will try
- >Greys flow out of the darkness, flinging themselves towards me
- >Right when they enter the cloud that surrounds me, they slow down, ache in pain
- >I pick one out, and force the smoke into its body
- >I am pulled along with it, and the next thing I know, I'm seeing the world through a grey's eyes
- >I move my vision over to another grey
- >I can command them to do whatever I want, move them with my will, make them into my personal army
- >It's empowering and strange
- >But soon, I'm forced out of their bodies
- >The break apart into shards of darkness
- >I can defeat the greys with ease now
- >They are hollow, easy to control, but still creations of the shadow
- >I remember the first outline from the crack
- >Was Twilight hollow too? Is that why she shattered? Did I really bring her here, or was it just a shell?
- >And if the darkness could control her outline, I could control my own outline.
- >Closer to the crack now, mists have begun following me
- >Many of them are made up of different elements, and others made of strange forces, hard to describe
- >I can hear their thoughts
- >"It's going to open the gate"
- >"It's not even its home"
- >"I am going to love seeing what it does there"
- >I can feel the shadow's anger
- >I think I understand what it wants now
- >It hates seeing me like this, like one of the mists
- >It wants me for itself, it wants something physical, something it didn't need to make
- >My transformation is taking that away from him
- >The darkness around me seems to shake, poorly made landscapes surround me, but the forces of the mist would quickly destroy them
- >I doubt they will help me through the crack, they are only amused by my actions
- >But at least they make traveling more entertaining, watching the worlds fall apart in an explosion of fire, ice, wind, stone
- >I'm at the crack now
- >The mists have dispersed
- >I knew they wouldn't help me here
- >As I near the crack, my vision starts to blur
- >"Stop now, you don't want to do this"
- >I place my hands on the crack
- >Black Tendrils surround me
- >They wrap around each other, forming a ball of tendrils
- >I am unable to phase through them
- >"If you leave, you will be something different, something you don't want to be"
- >Visions of destruction, death, and misery flash before me
- >Dead ponies everywhere
- >"Innocents will die because of you"
- >I push myself against the tendrils
- >"You're lying! I'm not your plaything! I am leaving now!"
- >The tendrils won't budge
- >6 ponies appear before my eyes, dead, covered with sand
- >Twilight is among them
- >"No! I won't stay!"
- >I flood the cage with sand, and burst out
- >I'm leaving
- >My hands are on the crack now
- >They aren't hands anymore, really, more like concentrations of dust
- >I can see this place
- >Equestria
- >I see great things
- >I see myself
- >Or at least my outline
- >And I can see other ponies
- >And Twilight
- >I see so many things
- >Past, present, future
- >I can see everything
- >Past, present, and future
- >I don't like the future I see
- >It's always hard to understand, but the future does not look bright
- >I can't stay in this place, I must open the crack
- >I don't know what will happen, but if I hurt anyone, I don't mean it
- >I break the crack open
- >I go inside
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