The next two hours were filled with Jewel teleporting me from one area to another, only allowing about five minutes of exploration before we teleported to another section of Harmony Utopia. No matter which corner we went, however, I can still see that giant golden alicorn in the distance near where the entrance is/was.
She teleported me back to what I can assume was the main castle, and what looked like Canterlot. Except different. Everything was perfect, even more perfect than what my subconscious allowed me to remember. Or was it one of those deja-vu feelings, where it’s like you feel like you’re in someplace familiar yet you don’t remember what. What’s even better is that it had smaller-on-the-outside technology, and flawless golden edges along the flawless corridors and large ballrooms.
“It comes in very handy when there are new ponies who happen to fall here… ah, here we areee~! I never expected someone like you to get this far, to be honest.” We stopped in front of a silver door, same as the other ones in the red-velvet hallway. “This will be your room until we figure out what is causing your… flaws. Once those are smoothed out and perfected, we’ll see where you can fit into this peaceful world.”
“… Jewel?”
“Hm?” Jewel stopped and turned to me.
“Nothing seems to be making sense… how do you know nothing bad happens? None of this makes any sense… bigger-on-the-outside castles, everypony acting all… odd…” I felt her hoof on my mouth.
“Shushshushshush.” Her prism eyes scanned the area around us as there seemed to be a crowd gathering. It only took one look from Jewel before everything magically resumed. “As you are somepony who is a… rare case, there are some exceptions to the laws in place here to keep the grand peace. This is a Utopia. One does not simply question what goes on, for it doesn’t need a reason.” Jewel smiled, then turned back to the door and opened it.
Inside was an expansive room, full of pure white fluff. Fluffy sofas, fluffy chairs, fluffy rugs, even the walls. Everything was a fuzzy fluffy fluff. Except for the floor, where it reflected a flawless reflection of my flawless appearance like a still lake.
My one and only weakness. There wasn’t any time to waste trying to find the white fuzzy socks.
“WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~!”
I sprinted forward and slid on the floor, softly colliding with the fluffy wall. Jewel approached me, her appearance upside-down, covering a hoof over her obvious yet hiding amusement. “I thought you said you weren’t a filly~”
“I’m not, I swear!” I flipped over and stood perfectly upright, my coat and mane still flawless from my… “filly episode”. “Just that I sort-of do that sometimes when I see a shiny floor-”
Something replaced my vision. A long hallway, similar to the one Jewel and I went through, except the walls were purple and gold. I could hear voices on either side of me… they were talking in a formal language to one another, one of them I could only hear say “dear sister”.
“Hello? Little Princess?”
“H-huh?!” I shook my head, nearly knocking my muzzle into Jewel’s hoof. “Ouf!”
“Oh, sorry, my deepest apologies. You are not hurt, correct?”
“No…” I scrunched my nose, my senses finally returning to me. “I… don’t know what happened…”
Jewel looked me over, not with suspicion, but with curiosity of what happened. “Maybe a bit too much sliding caused your mind to falter? Or… did you see something? Because something tells me you saw something. White eyes usually mean that.”
“Wait WHAT?!” What did she mean ‘white eyes’? “You mean I was possessed or something?”
A flawless and soft comforting wing rested against my back, instantly calming me down. “Now now… I’m sure we can figure this out. First… we have to see how well you are with magic. After all, all princesses have wonderfully perfect magic that can do wondrous things!” Jewel took a step back.
I shook my head. “I… tried. My horn is broken.” Right on cue, her pale yet perfectly formed horn glowed a bright rainbow. A small rainbow arced from her horn to what was left of mine.
“Here. Borrow some of my magic. It’s rainbow magic, and it’s more powerful than Celestia’s and Luna’s magic combined. I fought a corrupted Twilight who was possessed by Discord who was controlled by Sombra due to a rampage of timberwolves with that magic and won without any mistakes. I am certain you’ll be able to use magic now with that special enchantment that I was given so long ago as a gift for my hard work.”
The rainbow glow faded away, and the “newfound energy” feeling returned. My eyes widened in awe at her success. “How did you do that? That sounds really amazing and difficult to do…”
“Rainbows, darling, rainbows~! Shoot ‘em with rainbows and everything is good again!”
A flawless male voice echoed into the room, obviously mimicking Jewel. Jewel’s eyes sparkled (literally, you can see the sparkles radiating from her eyes) and hearts erupted from the top of her head. “ASTRAAAALLLL~!” She squealed, leaping into the dark blue stallion’s hooves as they engaged into a kiss. He had pointy ears and a smooth, elegant white mane and tail with piercing blue eyes.
Cue the Pretty White-Haired Charmer… which I’m not complaining. I stayed silent, refusing the urge to slide on the floor some more. The two broke away from their embrace and started talking.
“I overheard you talking to the new princess we have here. How good is she?”
“We’re still working on that… she’s one of the Rare Ones. Flawed to the bone, the poor thing. No magic, no flight from what I’ve seen when I showed her The Outlook Tree. Luckily she at least has amnesia, a tragic backstory, and has the looks to make ponies fawn over her, so she may just be~”
The stallion raised an eyebrow. “A Mary Sue?”
Jewel nodded, and from her voice I could easily tell she was grinning again. “Uh-huh! Imagine that! First new Princess character and already she can be a Mary Sue! The best kind too! Right now though, we may need to go see the Shaman.”
Astral glanced over at me with his shining icy blue eyes. “I believe there’s no need to. Your predicament would already be in her knowledge now… and in three, two, one~”
Hoofsteps galloped down the hallway outside. I hurried to the door, curious of who it was. A zebra stopped next to Astral, her white wings decorated with flawless black markings and beads around her neck that were full of perfect crystals and other perfect herbs that I’ve never seen before. “Jewel and Astral, am I glad to see you!”
The zebra nodded, then pulled out a yellowing and frayed scroll from her saddlebag. Everypony didn’t even blink why she had it with her. Other alicorns gathered around in awe, some of them looking at me, whispering to one another. I could only hear bits and pieces of what they were saying, nothing to
“The Two Thousand Year prophecy goes: ‘On the longest day of the second-thousandth year, the stars will aid in her escape, and will bring freedom eternal with mane of stars and coat of night which has been weak, now strong.’”
Jewel and Astral looked at each other and then at me, joining on with the rest of the crowd of must have been thousands of ponies, most of them also being decorated with rainbows and neons. “Little Princess? Is that your name?” Shaman looked at me with emerald green eyes, full of undeniable wisdom.
“No… as a matter of fact, I don’t know who I am-”
“Nonsense, my little pony! I was only wondering if you knew. However, amnesia has an easy cure. I'm sure Jewel waited on you seeing me because you were so new and unbalanced with this new world.” Shaman laughed wisely and unfurled her wings once more, her wings glowing and a large crystal ball appearing in front of us. It was as big as I am. Shaman closed her eyes. “Mary Sues, Gary Stus, Cliches and Chosen Ones alike! I beckon for your perfect attention!” Her voice echoed and everypony stood flawlessly at the crystal ball, more and more ponies appearing out of thin air.
“Your real name is Princess Halo-Star Moonlight Skies the Mystical, daughter to Luna’s long-lost sister who is the Princess of the Stars, and Celestia’s long-lost nephew who is the Prince of Dusk and Dawn. You are the Princess of the Land and Sea, maintaining the biggest job of harmonizing the two and keeping natural disasters at bay. While he helped Celestia take care of Equestria (u know cuz she rarely does anythin in teh show), Stella would take care of you. However, a mysterious tragedy struck and not only are you trapped in the size of an adorable filly, but your parents disappeared as well when you were only five hundred years old. Under the care of Princess Luna, you have proven to be the best student at Celestia's School, saved Equestria from every villain twice, and mastered every skill. Despite that easy life, you were constantly haunted by dreams and visions of places elsewhere that would come up out of no-where, alerting you of impending doom. You didn't need guards as you were your own protector."
My mind barely gathered all that information by the time Shaman looked back at me with a smile. "So~ Looks like you are not only a Mary Sue, but a Pure Hearted one!"
Everypony gasped, most of them grinning and unable to contain their flawless excitement. Jewel's eyes widened. "Pure Hearted? You don't mean?"
Shaman nodded. "Yes. She is the one who Unites the three worlds together in this version of Equestria, something no-pony else has been able to do. Because we did not have the skills like she does. She is a Mary Sue, but with a bond to the Divine One, a spiritual bond that I have never seen before in my immortality."
As the two talked flawlessly, I glanced over at the charming Astral and tapped his shoulder. "Astral? I'm... still confused."
He shook his head and smiled, icy blues meeting mine. "I know, we all know. Although, the information here is often kept "secret". Everyone either knows it, or for those who are Rare, don't and are often confused about themselves. The three Shaman talked about are what keep this world together. They're only a teleportation away from here, so it's rather easy, but none of us have been able to find it's exact location."
"But you're a Gary Stu, and so is everypony else. Aren't you supposed to be all-mighty and powerful?"
"Yes, but there are Chosen Ones here as well. Hundreds of them, sometimes Self-Inserts of their Creators. I'm in fact one of the latter, but enough negativity struck my story that I ended up here because of my perfection. However, like every story, there are ones that... strike out more. Besides, like one of the haters on my story tried to say, 'If everyone is special, no one is.' Ugh, I hate those people, they just don't understand my Creator's perfection with creating characters." His face scrunched up in disgust.
"Princess Halo-Star Moonlight Skies the Mystical? May I say something?"
Shaman stood in front of me, her wings now folded at her sides again, her wise emerald green eyes now being the ones staring at me. "Since you have arrived here, there have been some similarities to your own world in which you came from before this one. You scarified yourself instead of Luna and you were banished to the moon for two thousand years instead of the Cliche Thousand Years. Coincidentally, instead you have landed here instead of your own world... likely because your story has been... deleted."
The flawless rainbow-tipped wing and a dark blue one overlapped on my back. "Shaman, we'd be honored to be Princess Halo-Star Moonlight Skies the Mystical's mentors, as she seemed to be in a Underdeveloped stage at the moment. When I first saw her, I immediately smoothed out the flaws within her that must've happened prior to her descent from the moon. I wish to be the one to teach her the powers necessary to take on this prophecy. Flawlessly, of course."
My head throbbed suddenly at the long info-filled conversations. "Ow..." With my magic I teleported to my bedroom and face-planted into the soft white fuzzy blanket on my fluffy bed. "I wasn't ready for this..." I said as I grabbed one end of the blanket and wrapped myself into a fuzzy white sushi-roll like the filly I am sometimes like inside. As much as I enjoyed succeeding my short-term mission so quickly and flawlessly, something within my still didn't like the fact I was stuck here. The way everypony else was acting perfect. I longed to be just like them, and it didn't seem to take much effort either. Jewel explained to me during my tour that life outside of Harmony Utopia is filled with "originality" and, therefore, flawed characters who call themselves "OCs". That sometimes original characters who won't fit as a cliche or a Sue/Stu are shunned. At the same time, there were Sues and Stus that had problems, yet with the help of the Power of Perfect Friendship, it can be fixed.
All this was both confusing... but slowly making more and more sense the less I thought about it logically.