Just this once, I’d like to have a friend.
Perhaps you could be my friend?
No… You’re the viewer. You’re the reader. Maybe I’m just a figment of your mind. Maybe you’re a figment of mine, existing for this one moment.
Sigh… I’d like to say I could answer that. But nothing is for certain with me, for me, or around me.
I didn’t say my name, did I? I’m Discord. I’ve been stuck as a statue for the past thousand years. Before that, it was a comet. And before that…
I can’t remember. I just know I haven’t had a friend. I haven’t had anyone like me. I’ve just been stuck in a cycle, and never changing.
Maybe you won’t be my friend this time, but somebody, somepony, someone might be.
Even if I have to start the cycle over after this one time… I want a friend. Please.