Before we begin, I must tell you of the creature I came to call friend and father, a creature by the name of Finishing Touch. For he is a creature unlike any other. Unique to the once desolate wasteland we call Equestria. He is a Smooze. A shapeless, purple mass, able to morph himself into any shape he desires. He was found, trapped deep beneath the city of Chicacolt’s museum. How he came to be imprisoned here, well that will be told within these pages, but he was freed from his prison by the Alicorn Radiant Star, the legendary ‘Ministry Mare’ and saviour of the city of Chicacolt. For how he was freed, it’s best you seek out the story ‘Starlight.’ The book is held within this library of Canterbridge, alongside the story of ‘The Lightbringer’ and other heroes of this land.

Leaving the museum Finishing Touch only found hatred and fear in the Wasteland. None would welcome him in or give him the chance to find his place in the world. But as luck would have it, he came across the small caravan of the Professor Osmosis and myself. The Professor told Touch of his search for the museum that the Smooze once dwelled in, of his search for the Smooze which legend only whispered of. Their search took them far and wide across the Wasteland, finally returning to the Chicacolt museum in hopes of finding information on his origin, but with little success.

His newly found freedom was rewarded with an act of betrayal by one of our own, for The Seekers of Truth were not always known as such. The unicorn Truth Seeker, one of the original founding pair of brothers, moved against us and took control using dark and forbidden magic. Now calling himself ‘Inquisitor’ he attempted to syphon the power of the Smooze and control him as he was aeons past for his own dark plans. The Inquisitor was stopped, his madness cured by the now Honoured and sorely missed Professor Osmosis. Friend, guide and once leader of The Seekers of Truth he found forgiveness in his heart to give his brother another chance, a chance to atone for his crimes. A chance not many in this world get.

So now we begin our tale afresh. A tale of second chances, unknown past’s and uncertain futures. Let me, Chancellor Featherjoy of Canterbridge, take you on a journey, a journey starting some 110 years ago.