Out of the chaotic patterns of pigment, Fresco, half carved obsidian, and art supplies the pair floated as they yawned. The larger changeling drone let her pupils focus onto Flix and she couldn’t help but smile, a hoof going to brush her pony tails idly as she adjusted her cardboard crown that had “Super Princess” written on it.
“Flix! I am bored… can’t we do something fun?”
The chimera couldn’t help but chuckle as he floated in the visually overwhelming void.
“It has been a while, so many threads left open, so many roads not traveled down. I would be doing such a disservice to leave them –all- hanging… and what kind of Prince would I be if I just let things here hmm?”
He floated over and with a snap of his fingers a very particular mirror appeared, Orlonda looked at it not knowing the significance of the typical example of equestrian crafting.
“Okay… so there is a mirror what’s so important about it?” The super princess asked as she orbited around it slowly.
It was then that Flix looked over his shoulder at you. “Ah, it’s just a gate way, but we can make it so much more than that. Thanks to discord letting me have access to more power… and my older bro telling me something I always knew.”
Flix held his talon claw as he started to build up chaotic energy, the grin on his beak widening as the mirror started to crack, the greater fractal patterning on the magical glass warping, changing, enhancing it beyond what it could have previously done. The chaos pocket the pair were floating in started to shudder and change from the increase in power the chimera was channeling. Tye Die tendrils of energy came out of his talons while the mirror shattered, each piece no matter how big or small all held some kind of reflection, a reflection of what is, was, and what could have been.
“Fragments of universes that aren’t so different.”
Flix spun a larger shard into view, a clearly nervous green Pegasus was looking over a checklist while a blue alicorn looked at him with a smirk.
The chaos lord couldn’t help but smile at the scene before he rotated another one into view.
“And some that are as different as it could possibly be.”
A strange beat up human wearing yellow gloves with red stripes punching a man with an over-sized arm and no face….
Orlonda looked at that shard with wonder, while Flix on the other talon was staring at you with his strangely focused, unblinking, wide eyes.
“Destined knows everything he could possibly know, except for the ones above all.”
Another shard showed another human with spiky black hair seeming to cast magic out of his cupped hands, firing it at some fat pink blob.
“We are but one of the infinite shards of –your- imagination.”
A dark skinned man aimed a strange ring which formed a giant green fist that collided with a strange man partially made of gold.
Orlonda was starting to scream and flail around, clearly she was worried and scared of all the magical build up that was occurring, the last time this much built up they were sent across the world, but this was a moot point as she could not be heard.
“Hope, Despair, Pessimism, Optimism, They are all reflected in your little shards…”
In one shard there was a strange floating drum… in the distance a series of four lights along four separate tracks lit up in sequence until they met in the center and a wormhole opened up… in another a strange saucer like ship floated in the sky, the two little rectangular protrusions on the back lifted up and glowed before it warped away.
“With this mirror I can see all of it and sometimes at the very limits, like a ghost on the edge of my far peripheral vision I can see snippets… little words here and there… Climate Change…War… Drought, and I can’t help but wonder; what drives you to create us. I suppose I should just ask."
All of the colors, all of the patterning, in the pocket realm started to turn into start white nothingness. That jet black changeling started to blend into the white background as well, her panicking only being given away by her eyes before those disappeared as well. Flix was fading into the void those eyes and that beak being the last thing existing in the pocket realm.
“I hope you don’t disappoint us.”
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