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// Intro: Profound Reflections 
// Story: Discord's Bane 
// by Psycho Pwny 
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Celestia’s blinding beast of a sun was peaking over the horizon and I watched with a slight sliver of interest as Luna’s starry sky slowly faded from view. I, Discord, the now reformed master of chaos, witnessed this act unfold countless days before hand from my new mountain home. The mountain previously concealed a smoldering red dragon, which the bold little embodiments of harmony quickly evicted, as it was disrupting their precious way of life.
And yet, as much as I mock harmony, I find myself becoming more and more integrated within their little society. Fluttershy, my reformer and dear friend was the only pony (save for Celestia) to offer me another chance at freedom. 
I took it of course, as being turned to stone is an extremely mental and physically taxing experience that I wish never to experience again!
Oh, how I delighted in reigning chaos upon the land of Equestria and I revel in the memories of my shortly lived rule. Ahh, such an opportunity may never present itself again, yet, even if it did, I may not even take it. Of course, I would love nothing more than to slowly twiddle away at the perfect harmony and controlled society the Princesses have established, but all the burning motivation that previously fueled my chaotic parades has all but died out once I opened my mind to the magic of friendship~!
Yes, yes, laugh as you will, but it rings true, as well as remains close to my chaotic character. Chaos is constantly changing in definition and is bound by the laws of Entropy. I have many times tried to abolish any rules that may apply to the chaotic concept over the centuries, but motivation for such a goal died out just as strongly as my motivation to rule Equestria once more...the end results just become too repetitive, expected, predictable...so very non-chaotic.

Anyway, I digress, as I suppose I could continue thinking about philosophical and droll ideologies for well over a year. Chaos remains my main priority and purpose, yet it is very much out of my control, lately.  I am limited to the interior of my cozy little cavern lair in conjuring up all the chaotic imagery I please. The temptation to turn the entire mountain range into a massive concentration of cotton candy or a giant bouncy castle is very hard to ignore...oh, painfully so.
However, after my "reformation", cruel callous Celestia brought me back to Canterlot and slowly-QUITE PAINFULLY...began to sap my beloved magic reserves, ensuring that I wouldn't be fit to cause a chaotic rampage anytime soon. (What a bother.)
My chaotic powers are slowly regenerating, yet, it will take around a decade for me to bounce back to my full potential. 
When said time comes along, I plan on teaching Celestia a very painful lesson, *sigh* but what to do in the meantime? 
I might very well lose every shred of sanity to my name in a few mere months. The same chaotic based urges and impulses have been continuously plaguing me. 
Never have I experienced such a withdraw, and to think, I believed chaos could only benefit me~!
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"Rawr-!"