Now, it was one thing to create a species of sapient pony -- but it was quite another to educate them and to cajole them into forming a society. Ponies by their very nature tend to herd, which facilitated the establishment of a society to some degree, but trying to get them to live peacefully with each other took quite a bit of trial and error. It was during the first 50 generations of these ponies living their lives, bonding with each other, passing their stories down from one generation to the next that I engaged in the attempt to teach them the language I was familiar with.
I had started with Cheerilee XVII in an attempt to have her become a teacher to subsequent generations which bore her name, but at that early stage, the education was very basic. Even Twilight Sparkle XVII wasn't all that intelligent, though we could exchange greetings. There were times during estrus cycles that I had to make myself scarce -- these mares could become rather violent during those times, even with their enhanced genetics. I tried to tone the severity of those cycles down to a more manageable level and succeeded, for the most part, so that by the time the 40th generation of ponies came into existence that they seemed docile enough for me to be around them during their estrus cycles. I had taken the liberty of ensuring there were enough stallions around to satisfy the needs of the mares, though I will have to admit to engaging some of the mares personally. There were times when I wondered if what I was doing was wrong, though I would rationalize it as a necessary evil to satisfy my needs -- after all, were there any female humans left? Nope, not even Brenda -- she had passed away more than five centuries ago.
I continued to supervise the ponies, though from a distance so as to allow them to live their lives with some degree of what might pass for normality. I had created a school and laid the foundation for a system of government, rudimentary as it was, as well as the basic structure of a legal system. I had taught many generations of ponies myself in order to improve their intelligence, though by the time the 45th generation of ponies were born, their intellect was sufficient enough that they were finally able to turn to Cheerilee XLV as their teacher. She performed remarkably well for many years and earned my respect and admiration. She was Twilight XLVII's teacher before Cheerilee XLVI assumed the role of teacher for the ponies. I had to enlarge the school and press more mares into teaching roles, giving Rarity XLVI and Fluttershy XLVIII those duties as well.
Some of the ponies had decided to change their names, rejecting the names I had given them. This caused me some concern, though I decided that I had intervened long enough in their lives and should allow them the right of self-determination. I watched as the ponies continued to evolve and with subsequent generations they began to develop innate differences which allowed them to begin using magic on a basic level. I was a little concerned by this, though I decided not to intervene at this point, allowing the ponies to continue to evolve.
Maybe this is for the best -- they should be allowed to live their lives as they wish without my interference.
With further evolution and subsequent generations of ponies, a full millennium had passed. Some of the ponies had returned to using names I had given their ancestors many generations in the past, though some were resolute in their persistent desire to retain names they had chosen themselves. Their language had evolved as well, which had a tendency to baffle me when they would come to me needing assistance with some matter or other. They had known about me, of course, though they regarded me as a sort of god before them. Many would approach me with great trepidation, as they had heard stories of how powerful I was -- some who had witnessed me raise and lower the Sun and Moon had told their offspring about what I was capable of doing and had embellished the truth to the point where, when the stories were told, I had become an all-powerful entity, capable of doing anything and that I was to be treated with the utmost respect and humility.
I had lost track of how many generations of ponies had come and gone after I had stopped tinkering with my experiment. I was pleased to know I could hold meaningful conversations with them, even going so far as to select certain mares to live with me in my house as companions. More often than not, it was Twilight of one generation or another I would take as my companion. Oddly enough, subsequent generations produced unicorn mares who might bear a resemblance to Twilight, but she might refer to herself by a different name. I simply called her Twilight, regardless of which name she had been given, and the mare in question simply accepted the name change with little or no question. I lost track of how many mares I had taken as companions, living many years with me by my side, alleviating my concerns and worries from time to time.
Was it Twilight? Or Rarity? Or Trixie? Or Pinkie Pie? Or ... who was it again?
Life with the ponies had actually made me happy again -- creating a society of sapient ponies had given me a purpose and eased my boredom to the point of actually being excited to see what each day would bring. I had dropped the Roman numerals from their names, simply being satisfied to ask each one for his or her name and filing it in my memory as best I could. I continued to raise and lower the Sun and Moon, being pleased to see the reaction of the ponies as they witnessed this spectacle. The looks on their faces as they watched me do these duties provided me with pleasure and amusement, and I took delight in making them happy whenever I could. They were my little ponies, and I was thrilled I had succeeded in bringing them into existence here on Earth. I had assumed everything would be peaceful for many millennia to come.
I was wrong.
What I had forgotten to take into account was a certain event which occurred nearly a thousand years ago when a black Alicorn had decided to visit Earth in an attempt to bring night-time eternal to my home world. It came as a surprise to me when she made her return.
"YOU!!" she thundered. "I was hoping I'd get a chance to see you again! Do you know what it's like to be banished for a thousand years? Well, you're about to find out!"
Where are those Elements of Harmony when you need them?