"I'll keep the rules simple," I declared as I sat on the throne, "present me trinkets of the new world I have not seen, and if I'm interested in at least one of them, then I'll consider letting Equestria live."
"And if you're not?" Celestia asked.
"Equestria dies, simple as that."
Silenced reigned in the throne room. I took personal enjoyment on how the ponies looked at one another in worried glances, and how some (most noticeably the yellow one) squirmed from where they were standing.
Then, Twilight stepped forward, "what exactly will you do to Equestria?"
I hummed as I thought of the ways I could destroy this place.
"It could go one of three ways," I announced, "first; a violent war, preferably a civil war, breaks out in your country, and many souls suffer. In the end, I doubt Equestria would be the same after that. Second; a deadly disease spreads to Equestria, and cannot be cured by magic, as it will turn out it only makes the disease worsen. And third; a massive asteroid impacts Equestria, and this asteroid cannot be destroyed by magic." Of course, there were many other ideas, but these three were the biggest.
Silence once again reigned, as the ponies awkwardly stayed in place.
I frowned, "well? I'm not giving you an eternity! Get out there and find me some trinkets!"
The ponies quickly scrambled to find some. The unicorns (or alicorn, if you count Celestia and the other pink princess) teleported out, often with another who didn't have a horn. The only one who didn't bother teleporting was the cyan pegasus, who instead flew out with speeds I've never seen a pegasus reach before. Quite impressive.
As she faded into the distance, I leaned back on the throne and sighed. Being free was nice, but with it, all the stresses of being out and about come back to you, and it kind of sucks.
"Perhaps I shouldn't destroy this place. I mean, where would be the fun in that? Could I possibly plan something else that just doesn't go on killing everybody in the end? Doing that will most certainly make my future plans anything but boring."
I shook my head, "Nonsense, I need to destroy this place. These mortals must know who I am again and tremble in fear when they hear my name, for their own good, of course. But, I want to be entertained for more than just a day..."
I shook my head again, this time violently. "No! I shouldn't think of sparing most of them! I'm the Goddess of Havoc! I can't simply just spare mortal society! It's fucking ridiculous!"
I froze.
Was I being indecisive? It seemed so. I was conflicted in whether to kill everything first thing, and start anew, or simply cause so much fear that I forcefully instill loyalty unto the mortals.
But I was thinking about giving up my plans and spare the world created by those who imprisoned me in the first place! Why?
I put my hands in front of me, looking at them as if they weren't mine. Was I starting to grow soft, possibly? Maybe, and if I was, then did my centuries of imprisonment have something to do with it?
Before I could ask more questions, the lighting in the room changed. Curiously, I looked out the throne room to find the sun softly setting, and replaced with an ever shining moon rising elegantly.
It seemed that, even under immense pressure, Celestia was still able to lower her sun on time. Which usually meant that Luna's workday had begun. A benefit of her speaking to me everyday a millennia ago.
The chance of meeting Luna had gotten my mind back on to task, and I waited for my expected guest to arrive. When the doors to the throne room had opened, and the familiar alicorn stepped through it, I couldn't wait any longer to make my presence known.
"Hello, Luna~" I said with a predatory voice.
I almost burst out laughing at how she practically jumped.
She snapped her attention towards me, most definitely not expecting me to be there.
After a few seconds of her looking at me as if she had found her crush, she seemed to have finally find her voice.
"Y-you... you are-"
"Free?" I interrupted, "yes, and it's quite refreshing, moving again after a very long time doing nothing."
An uncomfortable silence (at least for Luna) reigned the throne room for about the third time in the past hour.
Luna managed to break the silence before I could, "Did you?"
Not knowing what she meant, I raised one of my eyebrows, "What?"
She clarified, "Did you create Nightmare Moon?"
Oh... this again.
I sat there on the throne, looking down at Luna as she looked up at me. She certainly looked hopeful of a full answer, so I decided to give her one.
I chuckled, "Oh, Lulu, I'm the Goddess of Havoc, I specialize in destroying things, not creating them. Besides, if I did create Moon-Mare-Night-"
"Nightmare Moon."
"-I would've been freed in your little temper tantrum."
Once again, it was silent in the throne room. In this silent moment, I was able to take in how comfortable the throne actually was.
"...Definitely much more comfortable than Faust's throne. Hers was quite uncomfortable."
The silence was then disrupted by the throne room doors opening again.
"Princess, the petitioners are growing impatient of waiting, and request you to start the night court," a voice said, clearly sounding like it didn't want to be there right now.
Though something interested me in that sentence, "Night court?" I thought, looking back to Luna, who was casting me a worried glance. I smiled "Those ponies are still looking for trinkets, so I guess I could take over for her."
Luna didn't know what was more worrying. The fact that the very personification of Havoc was running her night court, or the piles of ash on the throne room's floor.
"You dare propose something as ridiculous as marriage!? I would never marry a wealthy snob like you!" Zerstörung, who's voice sounded much more demonic than usual, and eyes looking completely engulfed in bright orange, was clearly not having the best of times.
The pony she was addressing, a well-dressed stallion with light green mane and light blue coat, squirmed under harbouring gaze.
"For this great offense to my being, I sentence you to death!" she then lifts the staff she held. The stallion stuttered and attempted to reason with her, but his pleas fell upon deaf ears.
Zerstörung's great staff slammed onto the hard floor, the sound echoing throughout the throne room. No later than a second, the stallion turned into a pile ash, joining the many others now littered across the floor.
Luna sighed. That was the fourth one tonight.
Luna looked over to Zerstörung, "Zerst-"
"What?" she interrupted, clearly not in the mood for a conversation.
Luna took a deep breath. She would have to choose her words carefully, lest she wants to be added to the ash piles on the floor.
"Maybe you should take a break? Perhaps a short rest would help calm your nerves?"
"Hmm... rest does sound nice..." Zerstörung said, her voice returning to normal, "but the last time I slept, I regretted doing so for many years afterwards. So no, I will not."
Luna sighed again. Despite her efforts, she could not stop Zerstörung from killing more ponies. And by the end of court, there will be triple the more piles of ash on the floor than there are currently.