The MPVRD has come to Ponyville! It stands for Magic-Powered Virtual Reality Device!

And Queen Chrysalis has a plan. A new game has come out. A game where everypony is shipped with everypony, and the pony with the most ponies dating them at "the end" wins. Everypony is playing, and everypony thinks most of the ponies are computer simulations. It's easy for a few changelings to get involved, right? Nopony will even notice!

Warning: I am a novice writer. Some of this may suck. Constructive criticism is appreciated.

After the defeat of Discord, the spirit of chaos, the birthrate of Equestria mysteriously comes to a standstill. With no new foals, the pony population quickly declines. Decades later, with the passing of the last pony, Celestia and Luna enact a plan to undo what has been done. Does their salvation lay in an all-too-familiar stone statue in the royal gardens, or is the pony race doomed?

Everyone makes mistakes. Whether they be little slips that end up being harmless, or catastrophic mishaps that affect the nature of the world as we know it, mistakes happen. Our friends and enemies, the rich and poor, the powerful and weak, and everyone in between. They ñall have their own stories to tell. Their times of tragedy, their times of sorrow. It is in these times that life fully puts them to the test. P

Some will step into the light, recognized as heroes and saviours. Others will fall into the darkness, consumed by spite and greed. We have heard their stories, recorded in the pages of history for all to see. But sometimes, among the rarest of the rare, some will find they have no place to belong. They are the in-betweens. Those covered by the thin veil between good and evil.

This is the untold story showing the life of such a being. His birth, adventures, friendships, and loves. His tragedy, betrayal, exile, and finally, his end. This is the story of Discord. This is the story of a forgotten past.

*This story will take place in a season 2 finale canon alternate universe.

Current proofreader: Xaldon Ajide

Every pony, young and old, knows the story of Hearth's Warming eve: where the three great pony tribes nearly perished, until they united together in peace and harmony in their new home, Equestria. But if Equestria is the world everypony lives on now, then where did ponies originally come from? What planet? What really happened all those years ago?

Far away, in another star system, on the pony homeworld, Origin, a disaster of planetary proportions has occurred. Onboard the U.C.P. Starbase Harmony, the leaders of the Grand Counsel of Ponies have been summoned to resolve the crisis. Can the different pony tribes work together to save all of ponykind? Or will their distrust of one another lead them down the path of an interstellar war?

(Though this is part of the DisQord universe, neither Discord nor Star Trek are involved with this story, but this story is the prequel to The DisQord Continuum)

Cover Art modified from original by scully8472
http://scully8472.deviantart.com/art/Celestia-and-Luna-310369196

It has been ten years since the defeat of the Changling Queen, and Equestria is again at peace. Twilight Sparkle and the Elements of Harmony have reached their prime, and have begun to settle down. Love and life abound in Ponyville, especially for Twilight's friends, but she has nopony to call her own.

There is a reason.

A series of events lead to a horrible revelation, and Twilight is thrust deep into a terrifying web of secrets and lies. Her peace is over.

This time, however, she won't be fighting monsters or madponies. What she faces will be much, much worse.

Act One of Two.

Act Two is here.

Currently undergoing editing by the wonderful Mstar!

Twilight has saved the world from the chaos and destruction of Discord. most ponies would be happy at his defeat, but that isn't necessarily true for two very important alicorns...

picture by egophilacon devianart
link - http://egophiliac.deviantart.com/art/it-turns-to-face-the-sun-293852473

This is a re-write of a precious story I wrote a while back. I did a bad job on it, and wanted it to be better.