To say she was speechless would be an understatement. I cannot, unfortunately, do her expression justice. So I just will not try. She finally recovers enough to speak.
"Who... Wha... How?"* I still cannot understand her, but I hope to rectify that soon.
Speaking into her mind, I say. :I do not know your language, we will have to communicate through this. Much easier.: I can see emotions warring over her face. Look, there is the shock army, engaging with the concentration army. Looks like confusion is joining the fray.
"But... Wha?"* :I already said I cannot understand that. I came to you, because you are also capable of telepathy, and are thus able to teach me your language. Please nod if you understand.: She nods, prompting me to continue.
:Okay. So, in order to use telepathy, basically just think what you want to be heard, and focus on projecting it outwards.: She attempts, I can hear something. :........ Hi? Can you hear me?: I nod, prompting her to jump for joy, and squeal in delight. That hurt.
:So, now, I need you to just open your mind to me. There is nothing to worry about, I will not invade your memories, except those for language. But I know where those are, I have done this before.: During this conversation, which took all of two minutes, the reptile had been writing in a scroll. He now breathes fire onto it, sending it away. So, we have a dragon here.
I ask the mare about it, :Who did he just contact?: She looks embarrassed, and perhaps a little guilty. :He sent a message to my mentor, or rather, previous mentor, about you.:
:So this mentor is coming here?:
:Yes.:
With a poof, another winged unicorn appears on the balcony. Taller than the purple one, longer horn, larger wings, as well as a mane that appears to be flowing in an eternal breeze, even though there is no wind. She has a pure white coat, royal ornament, and is one of the major magic focal points on the planet. She also has more power than the purple one.
Feeling mischievous, I change my illusion to have a flowing mane too, and am rewarded with a surprised gasp. Speaking to the purple one, I ask :So this is your mentor?: It is evident that the white one hears too, because of the surprised expression that crosses her face. I smile and wave. The purple one nods, which is seen by the white one. :I should probably ask your names, as well as what you are. I just keep thinking of you as winged unicorns.:
A different mind voice answers my query, it seems that the white one knows how to use telepathy. :I am Celestia, goddess of the sun, and co-ruler of this land. This is Twilight Sparkle, a recent student of mine. We are both alicorns, but I am an alpha alicorn, Twilight is only a beta alicorn.:
:Your world must be young, to have such weak goddesses. I am only a Demi-God in my universe, and my power far outstrips yours.: With that statement, I am rewarded by a look of puzzlement, and then shock when she inspects my magical power. I continue speaking, at it were. :I am capable of crossing the inter-dimensional barrier, destroying entire planets, and taming wild children. So I shall ask again. Can someone please let me learn your language?: Celestia turns to look at Twilight.
"What does he mean?"* Very formal sounding, even if I can't understand it. A voice wise with the years. It would probably be thunderous if raised in anger.
"He wants to explore memories of our language to learn it, he says he has done it before, and it would be faster than trying to teach him."*
"Very well."* Celestia seems nervous. :I will let you delve into my memories to learn our language. But stay out of everything else!: I incline my head into a slight bow, my illusion does the same. Stretching my consciousness out and into her, I find a massively powerful brain, loaded with thousands of years of memories. Searching for the language centre, I come across the metaphysical representation of it. An office building. Which means I will have to sort through bureaucratic nonsense. Still faster than the conventional method.
Ten minutes later...
"Is he still in there?"
"Nope."
"Then what is he doing?"
"I think he is organizing all the new information." Celestia gets a devilish smile.
"It's only a language though."
"That's not all I gave him."
Mind attempting to process everything. Not only did she give me knowledge about their language, extending as far back as she can remember, she also gave me the full history of Equestria, as she remembers it, anyway. While I am in this state, I also move needles into position. Assuming that the alicorns are more resilient to damage, I reinforce them with magic, allowing them to penetrate the skin. Firing them forward, they hit their mark. Celestia looks surprised, but only for a split second. Twilight gives a startled yelp, then looks around for the offending object. Good thing I teleported them. I then place the samples in a nice box, on the ground below the balcony. I can grab them later.
"What hit me? It pinched." Twilight is thinking out loud. "Ohh, was it you?" She looks at me pointedly.
"I can hear you ya know." I am rewarded by a surprised look from Twilight.
"I wasn't actually expecting you to answer. But... wait, that was in my language. YES!!!!! NOW HE CAN TELL ME ALL ABOUT WHERE HE IS FROM!!!!" She runs off to get... something. And then it hit me. Like, literally, she threw a pile of paper and a box of ink and quills down from a window... and it hit me right in the head.
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That hurt, and now Celestia is looking at me funny. Oh. Dammit. The writing matierials hit my head, not my illusion's head. And my illusion follows my movement, which means that when the writing matierials hit my head, the illusion's head jerked back too. I notice Celestia prepping a spell. I fire off a spell of my own. Illusion shield, never failed me yet, and it doesn't here either. Celestia's spell hits the shield, and acts as though it hit a normal person, causing a slight glow around my illusion to indicate there is no illusion. She doesn't look like she believes it, but she also doesn't look like she is going to try anything more.
Twilight returns in a frenzy, pulling a desk out of the castle, grabbing the box and scrolls in a magical aura. She sets herself up, ready to take down anything I have to say. She composes herself, willing her mind to calm down. Now I remember where I know this stuff from: My Little Pony, Friendship is Magic. Approximately 500 years ago, that show gained immense popularity among older generations than the one it was intended for. I think it is actually still around, even thought the original writers, and the show's creator, have been dead for around 450 years. And I now remember Twilight's penchant to study intensely anything she doesn't understand, which includes me, at the moment.
"What is it like where you are from?" And while I am distracted, Celestia fires the same illusion dispel that she used before. I had taken down my shield from before, so it hit me and broke the illusion. Twilight bore a mixed expression of shock and wonder, while Celestia showed a poker face. And a pretty good one at that.
"Where should I start?"
Cue the horror movie music.