(Discord is a Substitute Teacher)
I glance at my pocket watch after receiving a feeling.
It’s cracked.
“The time has come...”
(Sun’s Glory)
I take a look over the hill, and see the sun falling.
I hold my arms up in my gesture, and feel the sun, “The time has come!”
(EXTERMINATION is Magic)
Warning: Internal Clock System malfunctioning!
I take a look at the system, ”The time has come.”
(Karma)
I look at the Doctor, and I know we both can feel it.
A message within the rings, “The time has come...”
(Divide)
I take a glance down at my Pip-Boy after seeing all the clocks around me break.
It makes one thing clear, “The time has come.”
(Avatar)
I look over my people, “Let us constatute in the era of the Fourth Storm Riech!”
The crowd all cheer, “The time has come!”
I look over to Tempest, and she to me, “What?”
I feel myself slowly sinking, and see a white doorway below me, “That time has come.”
(Courier)
“And I say: Heyyayayay! Heyyaya! I say hey! What’s going on?!”
I hear Discord, Pinkie, and Spirit back it up, “The time has come!”
The music stops as we all look at each other, “What was that?”
I get various shrugs, and the one who can’t shrug says, “I have no idea. We just... said it.”
“I think I might know what time it is.”
I disappear.
(D.N.A)
I take a swig if whisky as I tell a story to Pony Satan, “And I say to her, get this, ‘I am a Headless Monk from the Union of Ireland!’! And she bought it! Corse, we got caught, and I escape the best way possible, wait til you hear it.”
He downs a shot of whiskey, “Interesting as that is, I’m afraid it will have to wait. Something happens that even I fear, and your part of it.”
“What could the ‘Lord of all Evil’ possibly fear? I mean, your the Lord of Fear himself!”
He sets his glass down, and it breaks, “The time has come.”
“Time can wait for my story to finish!”
“This is not something you can run from. Not something to wait. It is not time, it is The Time itself. The moment that even I fear. And I’m afraid your already headed towards it.”
I down a whiskey, witch knocks my chair back. Thus throwing me into a green portal.
(Poker Face)
“So, how are things with Death going?”
Slendy laughs, “Very well, in fact. I am set up to officially become the Grim Reaper within the week!”
I pat him on the shoulder, “Good job man! You haven’t tortured anybody like EverymanHYBRID since our parting of ways, right?”
He shakes his head, “No, I’ve just fed off of ambient fear present in war zones, without revealing myself.” He holds out something, “Say, do you miss the constant talking through our minds?”
“Well, I can feel lonely at some times.”
“This right here will allow us to do that again! You just have to eat it first.”
I take it, and absorb it, “Whats the occasion?”
“The time has come”
I shudder as a feeling passes through me, “Oh. That’s why.”
A door appears, and I walk through it.
(The Reaper)
“Today we are gathered to marry our favorite Necromancer, and our favorite singer! Lord Ravens Breath, and Lady Sweetie Belle!”
Both of us step forward under the bow.
“With my authority as the Captain of the Black Peral, I hereby commit these two under- oh, that changes things.”
I look up at Jack, and see him shuddering, “What the hell are you waiting for!?”
He looks down at me, “We’re going to have a delay.”
Sweetie hugs me, “The time has come.”
Jack jumps down to my level, “The time has come, mate.”
Sombra walks up to me, “This is no joking matter.”
Louis hands me some stimpacks, “Use them on others.”
Scootaloo flies over, “This is a very, very serious thing.”
Apple Bloom hands me a clean looking handgun, “Remeber what side your on.”
Sweetie hugs me harder, “You’ll have to use your magic generously.”
Jack leans down to my level, “Remeber to still call upon us, mate. Even though that, we will come.”
“What are you all talking about!?”
Sweetie breaks the hug, “Raven, don’t you feel it?”
“The time has come.”
“The time has come.”
“The time has come.”
“The time has come.”
I can feel myself start to move into a portal.
Sweetie fixes me with a longing look, “The time has come.”
(The Survior)
I smile as I overlook my city, “The progression of New Vegas is truely a marvel to experience. With its legacy, it should be worse. Top place to visit, lowest crime rates, gambling, all in just five years. The poor, sick, ponies that were in Canterlot now lead the top city in the world. Living lives in prosperity, health, and happiness. That enough to make you trust me, Twilight?”
I hear Twilight behind me, “Yes, yes, I apologize for what I said back then. We were all young and we both made mistakes.”
“I beg to differ.”
“We’re going to say both made mistakes.”
I look, and see a pony steal a purse, and start running, “Twilight, throw me my revolver.”
I decided to leave the revolver there on the table for Twilight to experiment with.
She throws me it, and I catch it without looking. I flip it around so I flip the back part, and aim out the window.
My mask changes to the aiming lense, and I aim for the leg.
*Bang!*
With the criminal stopped, and guards rushing over, justice is served.
With a stylish throw in the air, I throw the revolver into it’s holster.
“So, gained enough of an imprint for the project?”
I turn around, and see Twilight nod, “Yes, with that there I will be able to complete the project.”
“What is this project, exactly?”
She smiles, “Well, with a magical imprint from there, I can successfully trace it and therefor open a portal to wher it’s from. Something you should be exited for!”
“In simpler terms?”
She thinks for a bit, “Using the magic on it, I can open a portal to Earth!”
I place my hands on the table, “You won’t like what you see there. Either way, there is nothing! Why would you want to go there!?”
She recoils from my outburst, “The technology and to study the world itself.”
“Nothing remains but a husk of humanity’s achievements. Why now of all times?”
“The time has come.”
I tilt my head to the side, “Give me an actual awnser.”
“No time. The time has come.”
I disappear within a green flash.
(Moonrise 1,000 years ago)
I am interrupted from my story telling. A loud bang knocks me from it, “Come out trouble makers!”
I look at the gathering of my Order, “Gather weapons! Guard the human at all costs!”
I take my staff from its wall, and take a deep breath.
*BANG!*
“Kill them all!”
“Protect the human!”
Our forces collide, and mine are easily wiped out.
The guards surround me, not careing about the human, “What will you do, Cultist?”
I see a vision in my minds eye, “One thousand years, wait til then. The time will come.”
I feel a sword go through me, “We don’t much like your chaos causing.”
I smile, “And your worst enemy is right behind you...”
I see the human almost being stabbed by a spear before I pass onto the next world.
(The multiversel meeting ground)
The meeting place of the Creators.
“Chem, what the hell is happening!?”
I smile as I look at the Creator who entered, “Ah, Larson, knew you would notice first.”
“Chem, what is happening?”
And the last Creator, “Faust, glad you could make it.”
“So what is happing?”
I smile, “See, you two were off building universes from the shards. Establishing Order or Chaos, it was then that I noticed something. The original multiverse is not in Harmony, Chaos, or Order. It has a Chaotic ruler, causing Order, but it’s not Harmony.”
“And?”
“I have created a few universes myself, all in Harmony as I like. Within them were a few special people that I chose. They shall go to the original and liberate it from the cruel balance its in, and bring it to Harmony.”
“You can’t do that!”
“Actually, Larson, I can. The Creation Pact at the beginning of time and space, remember? If we create anything, it has to help more than ourselves. Doing this helps me by having Harmony, wich has both Chaos and Order, that will help you both.”
“But-“
“Just take a view of it, and see the brilliance of my Chosen. They will be both Ordered and Chaotic, but Harmonic anyway. Quite a joy to create and view. So, Larson, Faust, why not join me as I change the balance in the entire multiverse.”