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// Creation and Chaos 
// Story: The Untold History of Equis 
// by macbow333 
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	I guess the best place to start is the beginning.  I am the oldest living being on Equis and have been for almost all of history. I was created about a century or so after the beginning of this universe, during a meteor shower.  Evil was gaining strength in this world.  Some ponies had a chance to choose to live for selfish reasons, and not for the purpose for which the Creator made them.  I am certain the Rebel knew of this world soon after it was created, for He seems intent on desecrating the work of my Creator.  In choosing this self-centered path, these ponies allowed the Rebel, with his hordes, to march into this world and corrupt the self-centered ones to do evil, without realizing the evil aspects of their actions.  When the Rebel fully had control of a pony, darkness covered them and they transformed to emaciated, decayed forms, with fangs and insect-like wings.  These Fallen Ones became Changelings. They attempted to corrupt or destroy those who were faithful.  My Creator caused a great Cataclysm to stem the rising tide of evil worldwide, yet He saved those who were not yet overtaken by this evil.  Those who had already fallen to darkness were eliminated in this part of the world, but the Rebel bolstered his ranks even more by taking the Fallen Ones with him to Tartarus, the Rebel’s realm in this universe, as minions for one of his demonic commanders.

Those ponies who were saved had their memories wiped from that time back and were given altered memories so that, under the new safeguarding spell that He cast over the world, they would still be who they were before. This spell marked everypony once they discovered their special purpose in life, so that they could not be in doubt as to why the Creator made them, to work together to the fulfillment of His glory.

I was made because the evil which would return would forever be too strong for normal ponies.  My creation seemed to be hidden from all so that, for a time, I could confound the Scheming One as I fought against His forces.  Also, I would not have to concern myself with the Enemy using the common ponies’ knowledge of my existence against me as bargaining tools when His plans fell through.

I am analytical and dedicated to defending this world from the evil that is coming to assail it.  I have made some plans as to how to best protect Equis, however, I need to be prepared for unsuspected consequences, for some of the plans I have already initiated have not quite turned out as desired.  This may continue to be an issue for me to deal with, for good or ill, for many years to come.  I have wings and can channel magic through my horn.  It did not take me long to discover that magic was not bound to the horned type of ponies known as unicorns, but to the world itself.  Since I knew the basic principles and boundaries of magic for this universe, I figured out many spells quite easily.  In time I am sure I could come up with many more complex ones, but, for now, simple spells work for what I do.  I am an alicorn, not a god, just a servant of the only One that exists.

It seems that, since the Cataclysm sent the forces assailing this world to Tartarus, I need only keep them there.  I need to be careful yet decisive in testing the strength of the Rebel’s forces when they come, so that I can swiftly send them back to Tartarus.

I write this to give account of the events of my life, so that, if I pass on before my task is complete, somepony will hopefully find these journals, understand my mission, and possibly complete or at least continue it, and so that the truth of this hidden story of Equis may not be twisted into myths.  Chaos and evil are spiking in certain areas on this planet, just as I feared it would.  My time to write comes to an end for now. I will write more when this disturbance is dealt with. Until then, my little ones, this is your faithful guardian.

-Paladin