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// Chapter 1 - Twilight's Wish 
// Story: The Creation of Chaos 
// by The Truth of Chaos 
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On the horizon, the sun rose by the bidding of the sun goddess, shining its rays of light upon the world. Such a place was Ponyville, as the ponies already began yawning, jumping from their beds and heading for their kitchens to prepare breakfast. One mare in particular did not feel like getting up. She had stayed up the entire night studying, expanding and fortifying her knowledge on the history of Equestria. She moaned and rolled over, covering her head with her pillow to block out the sun coming from the window.  Her purple mane and lavender fur could be seen trying to hide under the covers.

Her assistant, a small baby dragon that scales were a lovely light shade of purple, which went by the name of Spike, raised to his feet, yawning.
"Twilight, get up! The sun is rising!" He yelled out. The lavender pony groaned and stirred, but did not get out of bed. Spike sighed, "Whatever." He shrugged, and began heading downstairs as soon as he hopped out of bed. As soon as he was on ground level, he felt his stomach growl, and so he walked into the kitchen, and soon opened a drawer full of the gems he so loved to eat. He shoved a few into his mouth and closed the drawer, happily chewing on his breakfast. He began walking out, but turned, and headed back to the drawer. "Well, since Twilight's asleep, I guess that means she wouldn't mind me eating a few extra gems." He grinned deviously. "I mean, it's not like she would notice..." He chuckled and pulled the drawer out, taking one gem at a time and happily devouring it. After about ten gems, he started to get full, but before he placed the drawer back in its holder, he noticed a glimmer in the corner of his eye. He saw that the shine came from behind where the drawer was kept. He looked at the small shine curiously. "Huh?" He reached inside and his claws took hold of something. He began to pull it out, feeling the cold, dust covered metal.

The unicorn known as Twilight Sparkle was humming soundly, enjoying her sleep in. She barely heard anything with the pillow overhead, which also blocked out the sun light, but it was beginning to get hot. Still, even with the pillow over her head, she could not ignore the screaming pain in her ears when a deafening "HEY TWILIGHT! WAKE UP!" was screamed beside her head. She immediately jumped to her feet, expecting an attack on the library or Ponyville in general. Instead, she opened her eyes to a rather boring sight. It was her assistant Spike holding an old, dust encased lamp. She groaned tiredly.
"Ugh, Spike! I was sleeping!" She shouted; her expression one of tired frustration.
"I'm sorry, but Twilight! I found a lamp!" He held the old, dusty, rusted lamp in front of her. "It might be a genie lamp!"
"Oh Spike..." She shook her head and hopped off her bed, sighing. "Genie's don't exist." Spike laughed at this.
"Yeah, and neither did Nightmare Moon until she showed up, proving everypony wrong except you. And yet you still believed." He said, and jumped onto the bed, holding the lamp high. He seemed to be posing. "Now I'm going to prove you wrong!"

Spike began rubbing the old lamp, and the dust began to wipe off, revealing its true golden color. Still nothing came out of it. Nothing happened, and the silence had already begun to get weary. Twilight sighed, but before she could speak, Spike was already yapping.
"Maybe it isn't clean enough. Twilight, can you clean it under some water?" Spike asked. Before she could protest, she was met with two, adorable, begging eyes. She sighed once more and gave in.
"Fine," He replied. Spike jumped with joy and immediately ran down stairs, tripping on the last few and falling face down on the floor. Though injured, he immediately got up, rubbing his snout and heading downstairs to the water tank. Twilight sighed, knowing that this would not end the way Spike would hope it would. She entered the basement and looked around.

The Tree of the Library's roots was more than noticeable. The huge, brown appendages were covering the ceiling, and sinking into the walls and floor. At the center of the basement was the huge, main root. Connected to it, at hoof level, was a tap, ready and waiting. Twilight first thought when she discovered the tap that it would be completely useless. Only later did Spike discover it's capability to draw the water from the root, and pour it out of its funnel. And so they used the tap for a lot of the water related things they did now.

Spike placed the lamp directly under the place of the funnel's end. The tap itself was too high for him to reach. He turned and looked at Twilight with pleading eyes.
"Please?"
She sighed and using her magic, yanked the lamp out of his talons and turned the tap on. The water gushed from the tap, pouring down onto the lamp, and some splashed onto Spike. Soon the lamp was completely drenched; Twilight took a cloth from nearby, and began wiping the lamp.
"Spike, after this, I want you reorganize the books on the history shelf. You woke me up way too early this morning." She exclaimed, looking at him with an un-happy expression. Spike sighed, but he remained hopeful that the lamp was magical. After a few minutes of intense cleaning, the lamp was shinier than it ever had been. It looked good as new, its golden material shining brighter. But still, there was no genie. Spike sighed, and already quickly ascended up the stairs.
"Okay, I'll go to the shelf..."

As soon as Spike was out of sight, Twilight began to walk up the stairs. It was only now that she was alone with the lamp, did she notice some inscriptions of an ancient, unknown language written on the side. Twilight glanced at it, puzzled.
"I've never seen writing like this before.... Where did Spike find this?" She asked herself, examining the object at every angle. Twilight reached the top steps, and managed to see Spike doing the job he was applied to do. "Spike, pull up a book about Equestrian Ancient Writings, I think I need to take a look at thiiiiiissssss--!" She tripped on the last step, falling over and losing concentration, as her head hit the floor. The lamp flew from her magical hold, and landed on the ground. The collision caused the lamp's lip to slide of, landing a few meters away from her.

Suddenly, the room began to rumble. It started soft, but it was already getting more intense. Twilight stumbled to her hooves, while Spike fell down with the three books in his claw falling to the floor. The rumbling eventually stopped, but when it did, both Spike and Twilight noticed they were knee deep in a strange fog. The lamp stirred a bit, and stopped moving. A small amount of mist, along with what seemed like a pearl, glided out of the lamp's lidless hole. It began to seep upwards, the pearl and the mist growing in size. Spike gasped, holding his claw over his mouth. Twilight simply stood in amazement as the huge mist cloud changed its shape, so it seemed like it had two, huge arms, sharp claws, and a muscular body. A trail of mist descended back into the lamp, and it didn't move from there. The pearl had grown into a huge, white orb, in the place of what would be the head. Inside the orb formed two, glowing yellow eyes. It blinked several times.
"Ugh..... And I thought I had finally achieved sleep...,” The being said, its voice male but also dark and old. It glanced around, looking to Spike, and then back to Twilight. He noticed both of which were too stunned to do anything. He bowed before Twilight. "Greetings mistress, I am the genie from the lamp, and you have awoken me from my eternal slumber. I shall grant you three wishes, and then disappear off to some other place in this world, never to bother with you again."

Twilight simply stared at the spectral creature. "I-it's not possible! Genies don't.... Genies don't....." She shook her head, closing her eyes, and counting to ten. She opened them, and sighed as the genie was still in her view. He was a real thing, or she was dreaming. Either way, couldn't hurt to have fun as she went along. "I guess I should make three wishes and let you rest..."
Spike jumped up and down frantically, "Twilight! Can I get a wish? I found it." He asked, hopeful. Twilight took a look at him, and began walking towards him; the entities eyes following her movements.
"Maybe Spike, but we shouldn't do something for ourselves. We should make the world a better place to live in, and make other ponies happy. Remember what happened last time you got selfish and greedy?" She asked with a serious expression on her face. He sighed and nodded.
"Then you make the first wish Twilight."
She nodded, and continued to walk closer to Spike, looking around, deep in thought. "Hmmmm, something to make Equestria a better place..... Maybe something we could do without? Like getting rid of the greed in dragons..."
The genie laughed at this statement, "Seems like my mistress is a thoughtful and caring one. That is a change from the greed I worked for in the past." He exclaimed. He seemed to be smirking, yet he had no mouth. Twilight kept looking around, hoping for a good idea.
"No chance of Changeling attack? Or what about no evil force in Equestria? That sounds good.... But everything has consequences...." She looked to the floor, where Spike dropped the three books. “History of Equestria: A beginner's guide”, “The History of the Twin Sister's Rule” and “Equestrian History: Discord Era”. She looked at the last book on the floor, and had an idea. "Hmmmm, what if I got rid of Discord? There couldn't be any consequence in that. Nothing could go wrong!" She exclaimed, smiling. She turned to the genie. "I wish Discord never existed."
The genie was taken aback by this, as if he saw a horrifying beast before it. "... Is that your final decision?"
"Yes." Though what made the genie jump, her decision was final.
Spike shrugged, it seemed like a good idea. "I'm with Twilight. No doubt that without him here there would only be good stuff."
The genie began to glow, and the room around them began to light up. They huddled close together, and as the white light took them into the bounds of space and time, they heard one final remark from the genie.
"Oh how wrong you are...."