//------------------------------// // As the number one assistant, I stayed // Story: I'll Stay // by sejox //------------------------------// Months coursed swiftly as I rested calmly alongside my new mother. Yet, there was still a lingering thought, an unfulfilled wish that made me doubt of my current life. The fact that… actually. I wasn’t alive. I could think and fell everything around me, I had the warm love of my mother; Nothing could harm me inside that shell for eons to come. But that wouldn’t be living… Knowing this by instinct—as the skill of a mother dictates—Celestia tried to use her magic to spark the flame within me… … She told me to not say the number of attempts and tears shred that night… she also told me to not tell anyone about her howling cries and shaking hooves. But truth is that it only made me feel better… even if I was crying too, for I knew that her intentions were honest and I felt how much she really wanted to be the one who hatched me. Unfortunately, her wish wasn’t granted. And so I stayed, imprisoned until the right pony could break me free. A pony whose magic could surpass everything known. A pony that could use the very same power this world shares to every living creature. A pony of purple eyes and lavender coat. A pony with a smile that can pierce through the coldest of hearts. A pony worthy of my greatest gratitude, and my eternal love. A pony named: Twilight Sparkle, the embodiment of magic. She gave me the chance to exist and gave my mother the chance to have a son to call her own. And as a reward, I strived to be the best one for her. The one who could see for her good will. The one to be by her side through the hardship that could set upon her. And with each hardship, I witnessed first claw how she grew to be the one destined to be entitled. As Celestia’s protégé. As the element of magic. As the princess of friendship. As an embodiment of harmony. As a god among ponies… … The very act of writing this makes my heart throb with happiness… Such is the joy of the assistant who sees his beloved master become better and better through the ages, just like the finest of wines. But such jubilance is an unknown matter for most. A lot of creatures said once to me that living such life as the one I lived was worthless, “how I can be happy if I solely live to help to accomplish the merits of someone else?” they said. Well, let me tell you, I had plenty of tittles and achievements bounded to my name too. Yet the only tittle I cared about was the one of her number one assistant. And the only achievement that really mattered for me was being her’s.