A Changeling Named Sin
Celestia's Changeling Documentation Summary
In research terms, I’ve compiled several documents and summarized them into a complete and total summary. The changeling subject who I’ve named Sin has… odd attitude patterns, but shows no animalistic behavior. Some reported speculations on my daughter accusing her of being that of an ant with a collective mind and living to serve the queen, but this isn’t the case.
She has no memory of her mother, and she seemed very… disgruntled when I told her about Chrysalis. She seemed to think of her own race to be a threat, much like anypony else. She can change form, this I am confident in, but hasn't, even though she's had more than one opportunity. I even came to her and asked for the ability to be performed, but she refused, saying she doesn’t wish to experiment with her changeling powers.
The guard who came to me explaining they found her, which I’m still baffled on how exactly she wound up in the dungeon of all places, said he’s been keeping an eye on her. I’ve known this guard for roughly six years now, and still chat with him from time to time. Even though he is a bit informal on occasions, I know he means well, but this is beside the point. It is he who offered the suggestion of me keeping documentation on the being.
Research on her is vital, and good for future references in case of another changeling invasion. I’ve been using a spatial spell that allows me to keep constant surveillance on her, even though sometimes, I forget to check up on her, but I never do catch Sin doing anything harmful anyway.
As these years go by, I’ve discovered she can actually see love emit from an individual. Through questioning and documenting the information, I’ve been able to decipher this: Changelings absorb love and devour it like food. Actual substance like… I don’t know… apples will be eaten to maintain physical strength, but love is an energy their minds require in order to live. Without it, I’m thinking they will die regardless of how much physical food they consume.
The bigger Sin gets, the more weak I feel after admiring her. It’s not just the kind of love like two special someponies give off, but family love, friendly love, even liking her is a form of love, but at the weakest level; changelings eat all kinds. Then there’s the problem with the public opinion. There’s an eighty six percent of pony’s that say she’s perfectly fine, but then there’s the other fourteen percent that believes the opposite.
News articles are published every day with seemingly bias reports of my daughter. Though this is difficult for me to allow, freedom among press is lawful, and to stop it would place me in an awkward role as the princess of the day. I just wish they’d be more open to her. She really is a gentle mare who only wishes to be loved, and lately… not even that. Her avoidance is questionable, mainly because she’ll come in, say hello, but immediately retreat from the throne room. I think she feels guilty for taking the power I’ve given her. I love her with all my heart, and feel depressed when she does this to me.
Luna’s been the most skeptical of the changeling. She sides with the fourteen percent who believe she will bring the destruction of Canterlot. It’s good, though. She is just now beginning to accept her, but she still shows no real love to the young mare. Her attitude is like a friendly enemy, which lets her talk with Sin without feeling drained like everypony else does.
Sometimes, I’ll be watching Sin approach the throne room, and as she approaches the guards, they all lower their heads, not from respect, but from her gobbling up all their love for her. Love is energy, and without it, ponies somehow feel weak. I’ve tried to find a substitute, but through experimentation, I’ve learned that this is impossible. There is no substitute for the naturally made emotion known that I know of.
There is also the matter of the odd coloring of her mane. Possibly a new form of changeling, but I’ve never seen one with a blonde… well, more yellow… almost golden mane. Anyway, the point is, she’s unique. Her attitude is very respectable, and her ways of kindness are amazing. She doesn’t wish to take, but instead, she wants to give. I’ve never known any changeling like her.
My first thought on the species… or maybe race is a better word, was that they were ruthless, mindless animals, and simply showed primitive behavior, but I see now that they, given the chance, can be civilized, and even generous. Her odd, self-developed hatred for her mother, Chrysalis, is something she made on her own. I never talked crudely of her, but I was able to show Sin a photo of Chrysalis summoned from my memories. Her opinion of the changeling queen is best described as ultimate loathing.
It was odd, seeing her rant about how her biological mother abused her family members, using her brain washing propaganda to turn them against ponies. Once again, this is what she had to say, and not what I’ve told her. I just showed her my memories of the incident, and let her form her own perspective of it. It’s clear that living with ponies has taught her how to take things with a critical eye, something that the changelings never really showed. They never seemed to have opinions, and they certainly didn’t have a mind of their own. They would follow the orders of their queen, and seemed to respect her decisions.
The years go by, and I consider sending her to Ponyville to learn about the magic of friendship, something that all ponies should educate themselves in. Twilight and the others know about her by now. I’ve received letters asking about her, and I explained everything to them, but I never hear their thoughts on Sin. I can only hope that they don’t hold a grudge, but as the elements of harmony, I highly doubt they would be so cruel to my Sin.
This concludes my summary of the documentation. Research will continue, and I intend on observing Sin. I hope her behavior stays consistent, which it should. Otherwise, this whole thing I’ve just explained might as well be tossed in the fire, and a new, shorter one be written explaining that the behavior of a changeling will never be pure… knock on wood.