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// Chapter 8: Big news, and magical oddities. 
// Story: Everharted 
// by Camlio 
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"Magic... it is a truly powerful and yet extremely unpredictable power. For no one, be it pony or otherwise, can truly experience all of what magic is capable of. To do so would require both the ability to exist till the end of time, and for them to be so in touch with their own soul that they could readily shape it by their own will." - Beginners Guide to Magic, Starswirl the Bearded.


You find yourself in a new location in the odd realm the Vessel sends you to, as you attempt to sleep in the throne. A simple house greets you, but it was odd, due to the fact that a few hours ago only a field was present. As you explore, you are greeted by the Pony from before, with Dream resting on her back.

"Oh, we did not expect to see you back so soon. Did our earlier unpleasantness give you cause for alarm?" The Dark Blue Alicorn asked with a rather odd smile, as if she was trying to say something, but didn't quite know how to do so.

You shake your head. "Not really, Dream trusted you, so I was willing to give you the benefit of the doubt. Besides, I ran into Pinkie Pie, I believe her name was. Seeing her so excited at this hour made it easy to remember just how tired I was." You say as you float over to a chair that seemed to appear from thin air. The blue alicorn does the same, gently setting Dream onto your lap with a quick burst of magic as she sat across from you.

"We believe proper introductions were never made... and for that we apologise. We have spent the duration of your absence from your Dreamscape conversing with... well we believe it could be surmised that she is truly our daughter." She said with a slight blush as she looked down.

"Right... how exactly does that work? I mean, I thought the “daddy” thing was because she had regressed to the point that I had imprinted onto her." You say as you watch the Alicorn blush. Surprisingly, you were able to remain calm, due to the fact that you wanted the whole story. Not to mention being afraid to wake the filly on your lap, whom you had subconsciously began to gently pet, causing her to smile in her sleep.

The blue alicorn looked at you. "Well, while that would seem the case, We're afraid it's not so simple. Since you pulled the fledgeling light from our darkness so soon after it was stripped from us, you inadvertently created a brand new soul. A soul that was made from ours and yours combined. This baby soul is no less our daughter than if she was born of us mating."

That sentence caused you to blush fiercely. "W-What? T-That... I... you... she... I'm... not really sure how to feel about that." You admit as you manage to calm yourself, again finding it strangely easy. "I mean, we don't even know each other's names, and you're telling me that this filly is some magical equivalent of a love child? Our love child?" 

"Luna..." She says simply, causing you to look confused. "Our... I mean, my name, It's Luna."

"I-I'm Spirit, or at least that's what Twilight Sparkle has decided to call me, since I don’t know my old name." You manage to stammer out. "Luna, that's a pretty name, I've got to admit." You say looking at the alicorn across from you.

Your comment must have affected her a bit more than you meant, because she blushed deeply and moved from her seat. "T-Thank you Spirit. We... I mean, I, have to return to the waking world as my sister requires me to lower the moon. I truly hope to see you again." She said looking at you and blushing again, before seeming to fade into an ethereal mist. The dreamscape soon began to follow with Dream still asleep on your lap.

"Well, this is gonna be hard to explain to everyone. Not even here a week and I'm a dad." You say with a shake of your head at the absurdity of it all. "Magic... it's gonna keep on surprising me." You say as you lean back into the chair, before feeling the textures shift beneath you. Dream's weight faded from your lap, as she would remain in the dreamscape due to lacking a physical form.

As your eyes open you think of something. "I... really gotta go talk to Princess Celestia about this." You say, standing up with your mind set. Today would definitely be eventful.