Beardbeard Godslayer, god of Dorfs, woke up with no idea where he was.
Granted, this was how he always woke up, seeing as his normal state of consciousness was 'blackout drunk', but he wasn't sure if he was in the same universe.
That is, if he cared enough to know what a universe was.
Which he didn't.
What he did care about was the fact that the moon was round, and not shaped like his best friend's head. It didn't even have a face!
Slowly, he began to remember what he was doing prior to passing out. His friend and former object of worship, Xom, god of chaos, had dared him to rip out and eat a chunk of reality. Now, manipulating the fabric of reality is a Very Bad Idea to do on a dare, it was an even worse idea to do when drunk, even if one was the god of booze. Then again, no one had ever accused Beardbeard of being particularly clever, especially after drinking entire barrels of Xom's mutagenic ale, challenging the god of magic himself to a duel to the death as a mortal using only his mutations and his axe, and then giving said god's powers to Satan of all people.
At this point, the drunken god had gotten sick of all of this boring exposition and had stumbled in a random direction, before coming face to face with his sworn enemy. The leafy fiend was mocking him.
Screaming in rage, he raised his axe and began administer justice to the arboreal menace.
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Princess Celestia wasn't sure she had heard the messenger correctly.
"Did you say you lost half of the Everfree?"
"Yes, your Highness."
The alicorn of the sun raised a prismatic eyebrow.
"How on Equus do you lose half of a forest‽ The Everfree is enormous!"
"I... I don't know, your Highness. It's... well, yesterday it was here, and now it's just... gone. There isn't a single trace."
Celestia groaned. She had a feeling she was in for a very, very long day