I'm not here, I feel empty.
I feel like there is nothing to contain me and there is nothing of me to contain.
I simply do not exist. Although, I know I'm here, existing somewhere that is empty with nothing to it.
A canvas that needs to be painted on.
I try to open my eyes to see if there really is nothing here, but I can't. I have no eyes and I have no body. I am just an essence, floating naked in nothing that could be everything if it was crafted to be so. "Weird..."
I will my essence to do a 360, grasping a view of the perfect blackness. Pure shadows encase me, and as cliche as it sounds, as I float there, gazing into the abyssal blackness, I feel the eyes of another staring back with intense curiosity and caution.
"And than there were two, hmmmm?" I'm slightly surprised to hear another voice, deep and gravely almost like a growl, and I would say I don't show it, but there is no way for me to in the first place.
"Who, or what are you?" I inquire. "I can sense another presence, but it feels far away, but the voice felt as though it was talking directly into my ear." I think to myself.
"My identity is none of your concern." The voice chuckles, "And as for your other curiosity, the concept of space does not exist here." As I'm about to ask how he heard that, he continues, "Before you ask, neither do thoughts, as there is nothing to contain them."
Closing my metaphorical mouth I ask, "And why is that? Where are we?"
"Interesting... Normally, ponies with enough power to enter this realm already know where they are going, but, seeing as we are one in the same I suppose I could... assist you." I feel his essence begin to circle me. "The space, or lack of space that you are currently in, and where I have resided for almost 6,000 years is known most commonly as the void realm, sometimes the shadow realm, or dark world. Tell me, what is the opposite of everything?"
"Interesting, this can't be a riddle, the answer is to obvious. The opposite of everything is nothing, and something at the same time."
"Hehehehe. You are an intelligent one. Please, continue."
I would have narrowed my eyes if I had any. "Everything is objectively incomprehensible, and so is its converse, nothing. This is do to everything comprising of absolutely everything, this includes nothing. And nothing is in itself a concept, so it is something and cannot truly exist. Everything is nothing and nothing is something."
"Well, you are without a doubt intellectually gifted. Tell me, how did you come across this knowledge?"
"I think it to be the obvious answer, that anyone with the patients to actually think about it would come across."
"Hahahah. That is so humorous. You and I are more alike than I initially thought. Pray tell, is Black Magic the force you were born with?" I couldn't help myself but to sigh, "I'll take that as a ye-"
"No." I reply, interrupting his incorrect assumption. "I was born with no magic whatsoever. Not even enough for a cutie mark."
"Than how are you here!? Only those with huge quantities of Black Magic are able to survive here! Others are just annihilated instantaneously!"
"I was fed up with the bullies, lies, and helplessness that came with that weakness. So I asked Nightmare Moon do give me a piece of her magic. She did so, on the condition that I will be her right hoof pony after she conquered Equestria, but she failed, and now I owe that debt to Princess Luna. So while I was born without magic, I now possess pure Black Magic."
"Nightmare Moon, I do not know, but I presume she is a piece of Princess Luna?" I try to nod out of habit, and even though I can't, this voice seems to understand. "So the seed I planted blossomed and she wasn't able to resist it. That is, slightly comforting." He let out a dark chuckle, "Tell me, little seed of darkness, what is your name?" Pausing at the title he gave me, I told him.
"My name is Spectral Nightmare."
"Well than, little Nightmare, I shall be watching you. It seems whatever sent you here is about to end, so I bid you adieu, I look forward to our next conversation." He's right, as he spoke his voice grew more quiet as time went on. Before I could respond my connection to that dark world broke, and I was waking up in the physical world, with a soft and agravating beeping next to me.