Celestia awoke from her slumber, to find her lying in her bed. What had she just witnessed? It seemed like something straight out of fiction, something that could never happen. And yet, it felt like more than just a dream. It felt like a… vision. A vision into the future of Equestria. But how could Blaze accomplish such a god-like feat?, she wondered as she got up. The sun was in the middle of the sky, raining down it’s beams of light onto all that stood under. Afternoon. She got up to get something to eat, when she noticed a disturbing image painted onto her wall, in a thick black ink. It pictured a star, cracked down the middle. Black ink dripped from the break and flowed down the wall, pooling at the base. But the star reminded Celestia of something… someone… but in her post-sleep grogginess, she couldn’t place her hoof on it. She walked from her room to the corridor outside, only to be greeted by the same nightmarish black ink, smeared into barely comprehensible statements and words all down the hallway. Most of it was completely nonsense, but one sentence caught her eye.
DOWN WITH THE FALSE GODS.
She felt as if it was directed at her, being that she was the most powerful in the land. But… false? How could she be false? She wasn’t created in some ritual or summoning, what could it mean by False Gods? But unbeknownst to her, a gruesome scene followed her on this fateful hour. She roamed the hall, in search of anyone else. No one seemed to be either awake or present at her displease. She tried to ignore it, thinking it as some prank or elaborate surprise. But the longer no one even seemed to exist, the longer Celestia felt uneasy, and paranoid. And there was no shortage of black lettering. All over the floor, walls and ceiling was sentences about false gods and unrighteous power. She felt the knot in her stomach grew tighter and tighter as more and more minutes passed without the occasional conversation in the background or door slamming shut. Just, eerie silence. She had had enough, and screamed at the top of her lungs
“IF THIS IS A PRANK, YOU’RE ALL DONE! SOMEPONY JUST TELL ME WHAT’S GOING ON!” She bellowed, at an ear shattering level. Suddenly, the ground shook, and one by one the lights guiding her along the dim hallways went out. For a long time, she felt genuinely afraid and worried for herself. The darkness enveloped her, and she was plunged into pitch blackness. Then, a light at the end of this bleak tunnel lit up. A singular torch. She walked over to it to embrace it’s calming light, but no sooner than her reaching it, the rumbling returned, and a titanic fireball threw itself sky high in the pitch blackness. From the fireball, came an enormous demonic creature, towering over her like a mountain to a child. After what seemed like hours staring straight at her, it bent over to make it’s head eye level with Celestia’s.
“DO YOU WISH TO KNOW WHY YOU WALK MY PLANE?” It said with a skull shaking voice. She adamantly nodded, her iron will kicking in.
“WELL THEN, YOU SHALL LEARN. THE ONLY THAT ARE ALLOWED TO ENTER MY REALM ARE THOSE WHO HAVE LOST SOMETHING DEARLY BELOVED TO THEM. THE MANY PONIES THAT STEP INSIDE, ARE NEVER TO EXIT FROM THE INFINITE MAZE OF BROKEN DREAMS AND CRUSHED WILLS. SO, CELESTIA, WHAT HAVE YOU LOST?” It said with an equally loud voice, making her shudder once more.
“I don’t know… I just-” Before she could finish her sentence, the being interrupted.
“IF YOU ARE UNAWARE. LET ME SHOW YOU. THOSE WHO ARE TAKEN TOO SOON ARE GIVEN A SECOND CHANCE. JUST REMEMBER THAT YOU WILL NOT ESCAPE ONCE MORE.” It yelled as it clasped its hands together, revealing a portal back to the castle. Celestia stepped inside, and was greeted back in before witnessing the horrifying truth of what she had lost.
The horns blared as the many pegasi, unicorns and earth ponies tipped their heads to the ground, silently given their respect to the fallen one. Her face was not of pain however, but of relief as the pain was finally lifted. Celestia watched from the window as the coffin was carried to the hole, lifted down to her final resting place. The tombstone had no words of wisdom inscribed, or famous sayings she had enjoyed talking about. All that was on the tombstone, the only reminder anyone needed, was a crescent moon. To remember Luna for millennia to come. Celestia felt her eyes water in utter shock as the dirt was piled on to the grave, sealing her sister to the eternal slumber. She felt the shock be replaced by sadness, depression and defeat. And then she felt those emotions radiate, reform into something… utterly feared. Anger, hatred...
Vengence.
And as those emotions took hold, she felt her power rising, her heart exploding, her body overloaded with a million different emotions at once. She knew that it couldn’t have been the sickness. It was impossible, just a simple headache! She had to have been taken out. Deep down she knew it was nopony’s fault, but every fiber of her being yearned towards ending the sorry life of whoever even dared touch her. Even if it meant her losing control and becoming the monster. She would make them pay. She would make them suffer.
Twilight leaned over the grave after the prayer had finished and everypony left. She felt like she had lost a part of herself. But she had never knew her as good as her sister did. She felt a tear drip from her already sodden face onto the soil, dampening the small mound a small bit. She then felt a hoof on her shoulder, and looked back to see Dash behind her.
“Cmon, let's go.” She said as she flew off, back home to her small village. She knew that everyone would attempt to cheer her up, to try and lighten her mood for at least a day. But in her heart, she knew everything wouldn’t be the same. The only aspect she could not grasp was how she had died. To just be discovered in bed, lying without a heartbeat made no sense. But then again, even with her entire library at her disposal, she still knew barely half of what she knew, what she had experienced through her extended years of life and learning. After all…
The teacher always knew better than the student.