//------------------------------// // Prologue: I am Free // Story: Discord is Bored // by thechicken95 //------------------------------// Ugh. If there’s one thing that I hate, then it’s rain. The constant drip drop drip drop. It’s too… normal for me. Chaos is my life, it is my destiny. Well, once I break free from this petty stone statue of course. Me, the Lord of fucking Chaos, is stuck within a wimpy old statue. Day after day after day. Any normal pony would be driven to insanity by being in this state for only a single day. Imagine that times thousands of years. That’s where I’ve been. Sure, there’s been the occasional wanderer who’s been by my statue to only look at me in horror. Oh Celestia, do I hate that. Why can’t I just be treated like the rest of them? The even have to call me a different species. Now that really pisses me off. I can be normal, like the buffalo that roam the lands outside Equestria. Though all of this time has given me room to think, and study the world more around me. I have been able to learn the fears of ponies, especially those of Celestia herself. Believe it or not, she and the other princess are dictators, just benevolent ones, at least to the ponies who accept their cutie marks. Ever hear of why nopony is dissatisfied with their Cutie Mark? Well, that’s because they are eliminated. Silently. Now, while I myself may be THE force of Chaos, I am not Evil, and choose to serve which side shall benefit me the most in the long run. Hopefully Celestia’s newest apprentice shall learn of these tragedies, and shall join me in the resistance to overthrow them and create a new order of Chaos. And I won’t even be a leader this time around! No pony shall be, as Chaos doesn't require a leader to reign, and that would result in Order, something that I despise greatly. Once I finally get out of this stone prison, I shall expose the Princess for who they truly are: evil murders who deserve the harshest punishment that they shall get in Tartarus. I first need to head to the camps. Oh dear Celestia, do I hate those camps. Not only is there the most amount of Order in them, the guards, and the Princesses when they arrive, prey on the weakest, and most innocent of victims. While I try to cause as much Chaos and destruction as I possibly can, I usually limit the amount to the truly good ponies who have done no harm to the world. As a Deity, I am also bound to follow the natural laws of the universe, being that those who do no harm receive little harm, and those who do a lot of harm, receive the most harm. This is what some pony philosophers as well as myself, have called Karma. Bah, enough with this deep feels shit. This is what eons have caused me to become, a thinker. Thinkers are a dangerous thing, and while can be good agents of Chaos, can also be evil agents of Order. The Two know this very well, and have wiped out practically all the great thinkers, scientists and lawyers especially have felt their wrath, being silently executed if they stray from the mainstream- that is, the Two’s rules on what science is, and what the law is. Though naturally, Celestia keeps her brightest student, this so called Twilight Sparkle around. I only assume it’s to further their dictatorship by making HER a princess as well. I only hope that she comes to her senses and denounces the Two and creates a Republic, the purest form of Chaos. My long thoughts are broken by the sight of a Mare and several fillies walking alongside the statues. Ah, a school fieldtrip would be the perfect chance to commence my escape. “… And this right here students, is what is known as Discord.” Ah, so my presence is being felt wider than I realized. I would smile at the thought, but as of this current moment, I am trapped within a statue. “Now can any one of you bright, young fillies tell me what Discord means?” The teacher continued on. To my disappointment, the young ones couldn't come up with the answer right away, though one young, yellow coated mare who was wearing a quite fashionable red bow “Discord stands for confusion!” She had such confidence with her answer that I just had to giggle. She could turn into quite the child prodigy, though too bad those are frowned upon unless they side with Celestia, like her sister. “No dunderhead, Discord means evil!” A white unicorn with a purple mare spoke up next, making her voice known to outshout what I assumed to be her friend. “No you’re both wrong! It means Chaos!” Ah, ding ding ding! We have a winner! That young brown filly with the small wings does have some knowledge! I had to crack a little smile, as the answer sent the three into quite the fierce brawl, which impressed me as to how much these little ones were creating such delightful Chaos. “Well, all three of are right. This statue represents ‘Discord’. Which means a lack of harmony between ponies. In fact, you three have demonstrated discord so well that you’re each going to write me an essay explaining it.” Boom. I loved it. That teacher knows her stuff about me. When I am free, I am sure to make her the official Historian of Equestria. Something happened then that I didn’t even expect. The Chaos that those three young fillies caused, gave me enough strength to break free from my curse. As I opened my eyes, I was shocked at how Canterlot had stayed the same over the years. No new technology, not even any new buildings from what I could see. All just the same old boring order. Well, it’s time to fix that, I thought, flying through the hedges, changing things left and right. I even made a flower grow 50 times its normal height! Oh what a classic! As I soared through the clouds, I felt my power becoming stronger. This was a feeling that I hadn't felt in lifetimes! It felt so good that I just had to roar in the discovery of my new condition. This time, I was not going to lose. And I knew exactly where to head first.