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// Prologue  
// Story: The Voice That Became Real. 
// by snowspektrum 
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	My name is Zero. I was not a unicorn before Ponyville. I was a thought. Slow down and process that could you? Right now you are thinking something. That is what I am-erm-was. If you have ever experienced or, even, just heard of multiple personality disorder then you know what it is. I am one of those personalities for a  young, and a bit troubled, girl named Emily. 
Every day was a normal day for me and Emily, considering.  I mean, I was a personality, A branch of her mind. Real as much as you, but much more insubstantial. We were best of friends, how couldn't we be? Nothing could go wrong in my world. The only thing that changed us was her. We ended up fighting one day though. I don't even remember what it was about.
What I do remember was I left. When I left her I instantly regretted it. Without her I was nothing. I was her so leaving reduced me to nothing but an idea until I saw that shimmering glow. It was like a mirror, at the bottom of this statue. something seemed to be pulling me to this shimmering. what I didn't know then is that something followed me.
I went though that portal to a new world where I became something more. Maybe someday I could go back. All I remember feeling when I took that first step through was a feeling like being drained and being filled back up more than before. I spun into blackness.