Eternal Reverie

by Handsome Masquerade 1990


Neither Created, Nor Destroyed (Prologue)

Eternity and immortality. Hmmmmmm.... where should I start? Well i suppose the easiest place would be at YOUR beginning. This universe was created... well, ahead in a linear progression sense than most of the ones we've "helped". Mostly it was due to a bet. I may have been a bit overconfident in my abilities. Wait. My bad, I should probably tell you what, and whom, I'm referring to. You see I'm not the only god that exists. Since, well ever, it has been myself and a wonderful and annoying goddess by the name of Trinity. She is the yang to my yin, the light to my dark, order to my chaos. The bid was that a species of three raced quadrupeds would be able to imprison me. I'll bet you can guess who won. As I stated before I may have helped, uhm, stack the deck against myself a bit. The elements of harmony were the result of a merging of our power.
Oh this wasn't the first time I had lost a wager to that woman. My mood was a bit soured by my stay in captivity but I did thoroughly enjoy the antics i played after. Trinity, of course had to go play all powerful somewhere else during this time period, only hanging around long enough to see me turned to stone. I'd spank her later for that of course, the petrification being some of her magic and not mine. Oh the things that will come of this romp should be spectacular and.... I feel as though i'm getting a bit off track.
The thing about eternity is that ponies (or any life) think of it as still having a beginning and an eventual end. Let me correct that thought process here and now. Eternity encompasses any and all universes, timelines, realities, multiverses.... you get the idea. All of those things could crumble and fall to dust, and indeed they do, and eternity marches on. Pretend that a universe from beginning to end is the life of a bee. Now compare that to the life span of.... oh I don't know, Celestia. You have now only comprehended a blink of my true eyes. Such lengths of time a paltry to me. Though i will say that Celestia does have some.... attractive attributes. Though i will say that as far as "gods" go she isn't the most beautiful one i have helped create. What? I have lived for eons. I've been with beings that would make even Celestia blanche.
My ever present companion has scorned me a plethora of occasions for my taste in "flings". She is such the jealous one. Ever since William Shakespeare she has fancied romance. I will say my relationship with Trinity is hard to put into words. Perhaps some comparisons would help. We are as an immortal married couple, rivals, best friends, enemies, and fiery lovers all wrapped up into one. Though that's not entirely accurate either. Honestly, I don't really need to explain it to the likes of you. It's not like you will be around for long....
Bringing me right back around to immortality. Being immortal does have its limitations of sorts. I have been known to take power naps and sleep for what translates to several generations in regards to you equines. My perspective on many things is that of disinterest. After all, why take interest in something that will be gone after i blink. This in no way means that i have no emotions, though they are different but similar to those which you feel. Attachments are non-existent or fleeting at best. Anger is well more akin to annoyance by pony standards. Love is simply laughable, though apparently i got quite close once. A yellow pegasus by the name of Fluttershy, though you probably know her better as the Element of Kindness. She was...... hold on, i lost myself again. I was about to tell you all about sadness. It probably feels similar to complacency. I'm rambling again. The point is my existence is quite different than yours. I create and destroy. Both disturb the stillness of silence.
If every single second of your life was a rung on a ladder, that is how many universes will come and go and I will still exist. It's all so....... terribly lonely. Even with Trinity by my side, it..... hurts. I will never grow old, never spawn offspring, never truly love.... I don't..... I have always held that as long as I can play and tinker with the lives of mortals that i could go on. I..... I can't do this anymore. I resign myself to solitude, be it in a prison of stone or simply wandering the infinite dimensions.
What? Why so shocked? Never thought that Discord, the all powerful spirit of chaos could feel this way? Could become miserable? No of course you can't empathize with me. You're only a pony, what could you possibly know of the pain I feel? I lied before when I said I have never loved. Would you like to know how many times I have loved and been loved only for them to be gone, right before my eyes? 72,629. Quite the number, isn't it? And those are the ones i stayed with until their end. And in all that time not an offspring to speak of. I have watched the passing of time, the rise and fall of empires, and even genocide. I have watched loved one perish, knowing there was nothing I could really do for them. Sure I could have granted a few "limited" immortality, but the end of their universe would have ended them as well. I could make planets out of the number of books I could write about all the tragedy I have seen. Yes, I think I shall. I have wanted to write a book to have a physical copy of my memories. I do have a near infinite number of stories to tell. Ohhhhh this is going to be such fun, all me talking about me. One of my favorite pastimes, and I know the perfect story to begin with. It all started.....