Epiloque - Interview With a Human
Epiloque - Interview With a Human
“I understand the importance of this procedure, Kamos, but I doubt its urgency. I have yet to learn how to properly control the two spirits co-habitating my body.” Luna groaned out, as she struggled to find a comfortable way to sit in her strange simian body.
“Your withdrawal from public office and subsequent quarantine are things I understand and have given my full support on, but I will not allow you to hinder my investigation into what happened to Fenrir after your spell was manipulated by Discord. I have to know how the three recorded spirits affected the intended purpose of your spell and how that played into the deaths of 5 members of the guard and dozens injuries both within and without my squad.” Kamos droned in an official tone, as he leaned on the table between them slightly and perused the reports his squad commanders had issued, detailing all they knew of the Fenrir incident.
“First of all, you discouraged the pursuit and confinement of Fenrir after the completion of your spell. You also failed to bring Discord’s involvement into our knowledge, even after his subsequent imprisonment dispelled any blocks he might have placed on your memory.”
“Well, it’s not like she knew the spell hadn’t worked. Fenrir was keeping away from large population centres and hunting only non-sentient prey, so I’d wager she wanted to see if the spell had worked, despite Discord.” Luna shot out, her whole stature changing from uncomfortable and nervous into confident and relaxed in the span of seconds.
“From Luna’s preliminary report and my own observations, I assume I am talking to the spirit named “Smuggler” am I correct?” Kamos made a note of the fact that the obvious signs of possession had disappeared when Soldier was extracted. Luna’s eyes were not glowing, like they had before and only the change in accent and body language gave away the possession. That would require increased scrutiny in the future.
“The artist formerly known as Smuggler, maybe.” Kamos arched an eyebrow at the spirit’s elated attitude and Smuggler obviously read that as confusion. Luna’s body leaned her elbows on the table between them and started to animatedly gesture with her hands as Smuggler spoke. “They’re more like placeholders until we figure out what to actually call ourselves. You see, Priest is called that because his religion fucking shines off of him, Soldier’s got the name because he wore an uniform and had a gun and I was coined Smuggler because I’m a dodgy looking motherfucker. I think we were able to fight against both Fenrir and Luna’s spell because we were able to give each other this slim semblance of individuality. Actually, that might have been all that Discord did; give us that chance to interact with each other and subsequently fight what Luna’s spell was doing to us. By the way, Luna’s fighting to get back on top, so you have time for one more question before I take a breather.”
“Why go to Ponyville? There are many settlements between the gate and Ponyville, yet Fenrir was very careful to avoid detection, before surfacing at Sweet Apple Acres.”
“It was the only place, other than Canterlot, that we knew. We couldn’t go to Canterlot as Fenrir would most likely end up biting somepony’s head off in five minutes, but I was pretty sure that the Element bearers would be enough for us to wrestle control from Fenrir. Believe it or not, I was trying to achieve my goal without killing anything capable of speech.” Luna’s body knocked on the sturdy table between them with the knuckles of both of her hands in a peculiar rhythm and her posture immediately slouched and her eyes became more alive.
“Do you have anything to add to Smuggler’s testimony, Luna?” Kamos asked, with only a miniscule amount of worry lacing his voice. Luna leaned back in the chair far too small for her elongated frame and gave a tired smile at the passive zebra, before taking a few deep breaths and answering.
“Ponyville didn’t exist in Fenrir’s time, nor were the elements something he had encountered before being locked away. Fenrir’s compulsion to go to Ponyville and torment the Element Bearers came exclusively from the humans. Fenrir didn’t care about the bearers, but the humans needed them to push past Fenrir’s control. They directed Fenrir there so that they could get to the element bearers, I do not know of their intentions beyond that.” Luna wearily answered, clutching her head with both of her hands.
“Is this battle for control the reason for Fenrir’s erratic behavior?”
“Yes, some if not all of it. I think they tried to completely circumvent Fenrir at first, but ultimately they were reduced to only steering him into making rash decisions that played into minimizing the damage he could cause. Attacking a fully grown dragon, assaulting the guards I sent to protect the Elements while covered in its blood, letting Fenrir attack me and then letting me go. These are all instances where there was a far more practical approach to the problem, but the humans steered Fenrir toward a solution that put the least ponies in harms way and put Fenrir in the most danger.”
“I assume this is Smuggler’s side of the story.” Kamos interjected. Luna looked up to the zebra’s steady gaze and curved her lips in a humorless smile.
“I know he isn’t telling the whole truth and whatever he does tell us paints him as the good guy. He seems to be incapable of being honest, from all I’ve seen of him, but his story does correspond with the facts we know. I think that’s all we can expect of someone with the alias of The Liar.”
“So it is your belief that Smuggler was the one that orchestrated the attack on the elements and organised the local Diamond Dogs into a rogue militia?” Kamos asked after a moment of silence. He was not disappointed, as Luna’s body language changed almost instantly and her smile widened into something that was almost genuine.
“Just so you know, I know you’re playing me, but I can’t ignore a bait like that.” Luna fidgeted in her chair and after a moment settled on leaning her elbows on the table again. “It is true that the idea and strategy behind Fenrir’s last stand came from me, but that is all that I contributed into the effort. The dogs’ near fanatical trust and adoration toward Fenrir was something that came from Soldier’s failure of keeping Fenrir out of the equation.”
“Please elaborate.” Kamos almost immediately responded, not in the mood to let the human set the pace of the conversation. He knew enough about this particular spirit to know that he would try to answer a baiting question with another leading statement or similar trick, just to aggravate him.
“Well, we were not actually that aware of what was happening outside. I knew a lot through deduction and shit, but it’s not like we had a window looking out or anything. I supplied Fenrir with knowledge and witty banter when needed and was very rarely actually in control of his body. Soldier was the only one who actually had intimate dealings with the beast and all they did was try and to kill each other most of the time. It’s not something that’s easy to put in meatbag terms, but it’s fair to say that anything clever or smart Fenrir did or said was most likely my doing, the rest was Soldier steering him in the right direction to the best of his ability.” Smuggler accompanied his statement with a lot of deliberate movements of Luna’s hands, but it did not help to get his message across to any discernable degree, as Kamos had never had such appendages and has had little dealings with either minotaurs, diamond dogs, or juvenile dragons.
“What do you mean by that? Didn’t you have control over Fenrir’s actions?”
“Oh fuck… Tell me you are kidding.” Luna’s smile widened into a genuine grin and her body leaned closer to the zebra. “Are you saying you don’t know the original purpose of the spell? You think it was just to heal Fenrir? This is priceless.”
“Enlighten us.” Kamos offered in a careful deadpan, still not willing to fall for the spirit’s provocative tricks. It was strange how hard it was not to let the spirit get under his skin with such juvenile tricks, but the zebra had decided not to play his game. It was the thought that the spirit might have had an agenda behind provoking him that gave Kamos the stubbornness needed to ignore him.
“I could just throw Luna under the proverbial bus and let her explain it, but I think I’ll save both of us some time and just tell you what I know.” Smuggler propped Luna’s elbows on the table and then rested her head on the palms of her hands. “The spell was not only meant to heal Fenrir, as that’s what Priest did, so there shouldn’t be any need for either Soldier or I, right? I believe Luna wanted to not only heal Fenrir, but she also wanted to change him. The original purpose of the spell was to also convert Fenrir’s mind and soul into an amalgamation of Priest, Soldier and I. Discord pulled us out of that particular meat grinder and subsequently saved the lives of my compatriots and I, but also sent Fenrir down a path that led him to become the insane violent thing you fought.”
“My experts guessed as much, but it’s good to have confirmation on Discord’s involvement. From what I’ve seen and what you’ve told me I will assume that you were meant to be the part of the spell that mended Fenrir’s mind and Priest healed his body according to your statement. What was the intended purpose of the spirit called Soldier, if those two things are true?”
“I could answer that, but that just might sully the image you have of your dear princess of the night. As much as I might dislike her, I still have to share a brain with the mare, so it is up to her to decide how much you know.” Luna’s body tensed up again and Kamos saw Luna’s tired fear take over Smuggler’s manipulative elation.
“He phrased that to imply I know more than I actually do, I hope that much is obvious.” Luna croaked out tiredly, bringing a hand in front of her mouth to cough. Kamos nodded to one of the night guards in the room and Luna had a class of water in front of her a moment later. Rather than use her magic to pick up the glass, Luna gripped it with her spindly fingers and took a sip. She paused with the half-empty glass in her hand, probably realizing that she had defaulted to using her new appendages, rather than the magic she had lived centuries with.
“I believe Priest’s magic is circumventing the problems I should be having acclimating to this strange body. I still feel like a pony, but I hardly have to think about walking on two legs, or using these hands to manipulate both magic and objects.” To prove this point Luna waved the fingers of her free hand and the remaining water in the glass flowed out to form a perfect sphere above the table between them. Her horn was not glowing, but there was a faint glimmer around the digits of the hand she had waved towards the water.
“What was Soldier’s part in the spell, Luna?”
“Soldier did as all soldiers are ought to do, he fought Fenrir’s control over them.” Luna set the empty glass down and spread out both of her hands towards the sphere of water. The water split into three equally large parts. “Your mages have most likely deduced that the spell was split into three parts, hence the three human personas. I can only make a less than educated guess, as Soldier’s last act robbed any intricate detail needed to cast these magicks, but I can grasp the overall mechanics of the completed spells well enough.”
“First, there is the mind, Smuggler’s domain.” Luna said, twisting a hand toward the leftmost sphere. The water immediately broke out of its rigid state and started to move about erratically, forming into nearly coherent shapes, before breaking apart and flowing seamlessly into another senseless shape. “Reactive, quick to adapt and hard to grasp fully, as any brilliant mind should be, but without the other two to balance it, it is unstable and erratic.”
“Then, the Body, Priest’s responsibility.” Luna clenched a fist and the middle orb of water expanded into a sphere of ice and dropped onto the table with a heavy thud. “Unassailable, a steadfast constant to bind the other aspects together and reign their volatile natures in. The unchanging nature bolsters the body’s healing to a ludicrous degree, but without guidance from the other aspects, it is likely to do more harm than good.”
“Then there’s Soldier’s duty, the Soul” Luna unclenched her fist and with a blast of heat the third orb exploded into a wildly contorting mass of steam. The swirls of steam were in constant violent motion and barely contained by Luna’s trained telekinesia. “Volatile, overwhelming and in constant state of flux. The need to attack, to do and make a difference is what defines this aspect and as a result it is almost impossible to contain, or deny it.”
“So, you do not know what effect Soldier could have on Princess Celestia?”
“I have lost such insights on this type of magick, as I stated before. Given the apparent roles both Smuggler and Priest fulfill I would assume Soldier’s magick would give him some control over one’s actions. If he is indeed alive in any way, then any contact he would have with my sister would be quite noticeable.”
“It did seem like Soldier was the one holding you back when you extracted them out of Fenrir. How can Smuggler take control of your body, if subduing your will was Soldier’s aspect of the spell?”
“I create a false memory where this conversation is going on normally and Priest’s presence gives me rudimentary control over Luna’s muscles.” Smuggler proudly explained as Luna leaned forward again and the orbs of water dropped on the table, drenching the papers he’d brought for reference. They were there more or less for show, but it still aggravated him to have any official documents stained in such a way.
“Do you have anything to add to Luna’s testimony?”
“I’ll state the obvious and say that she only deduced the original aspects of the spell, Discord’s involvement didn’t factor into her deductions and I feel kind of disappointed that she didn’t mention that. I’d say we are somewhere between sentient spell formulas and actual spirits, at the moment. I’m not sure what Soldier is, after all he’s gone through.” Kamos noted that Luna’s body was not emoting with her words to any degree and Smuggler’s statement was delivered in a plain monotone. The spirit must have been running on metaphysical fumes after fighting the moon diarch for control as long as he had.
“You believe Soldier survived the spell used to heal Princess Celestia?” Luna’s lips jerked up in a mockery of a smile and Kamos could see the spirit’s mirth shining from Luna’s eyes.
“Giving up is not in his nature, besides, Celestia might not survive the wedding without him.” The Spirit’s amusement disappeared from Luna’s eyes and was replaced by the night diarch’s tired annoyance.
“Do you have any idea what he was talking about?” Kamos asked Luna, filing away the spirit’s mention of a wedding where Celestia would actually attend. That narrowed down the list of potential newlyweds considerably, but he would have to investigate all possible avenues, despite the possibility of the hint being a red herring.
“He has hinted toward knowing about past and future events before, but he particularly enjoys dropping hints about this hypothetical wedding and how I will not be invited.” Luna tiredly leaned back and covered her face with her hands.
“Anyone with even a cursory knowledge of Equestrian politics would at least invite you, if Princess Celestia is attending, as he claims. The spirit is simply using juvenile psychological tactics to unnerve you.” Kamos answered the annoyed aristocrat.
“I guess that’s all we can hope for. He refuses to give me specifics about this wedding, but I know far too much of duck penises of his world…” Kamos observed Luna shuddering visibly in her strange simian body and he had to fight back the urge to glance at how it made other parts of her anatomy jiggle.
“And now he’s having one of his laughing fits!” Luna exclaimed almost immediately, pushing herself up from the table, her horn lighting up with arcane energy. “I will be up in my tower, trying to sleep.” Luna stated, before disappearing in a bright flash of magic.
“Keep the guard on Luna and document all abnormal activity. She is to submit a journal of all that she has done that day at the end of every day, until further notice. Our compatriots in the day guard should keep a closer eye on Celestia, as well. Tell them any strange behavior is worth a report.” Kamos ordered the off-duty night guard in the room. The mare saluted sharply and rushed out of the room without saying a word. Kamos paused to frown at the soaked mess of papers in front of him. “That human is such a -”
“Sir, The university faculty has petitioned access to study Fenrir’s remains.” A pony wearing the unicorn cloak of his unit said as they strode in and levitated the papers off the table, starting to magically restore them without being prompted to do so.
“Any research into Fenrir would fall under research of the dark arts. What possible excuse could they have to circumvent that?”
“Apparently, they wish to see if ingesting a dragon’s heart permanently changed the great wolf’s arcane energy signature. Clearly an excuse to gain access to remnants of Nightmare Moon’s magic, but a legitimate avenue of study regardless.” The unicorn explained as the papers levitated next to them.
“They’re not getting access, tell them we have already disintegrated the remains.” Kamos calmly trotted out of the room, the unicorn following behind. There was a moment of silence where the unicorn followed Kamos down the hall of the Canterlot dungeons, before Kamos continued. “You can look into that dragonheart thing, if you want.”
“Yes, sir! Thank you, sir!” The unicorn immediately answered in a chipper tone.
“I am not a knight.”
“You are a knight to me, sir.” The unicorn answered as they invaded Kamos’ personal space.
“Don’t.” Kamos Nudged the unicorn away and continued walking. Kamos rounded a corner and the unicorn hurried to catch up to the anti-social zebra.
“So, where are - Gah!” The unicorn telekinetically pulled out a small blowdart with a tuft of charcoal hair at the end of it from under the hood of the their cloak. The pile of documents floated to the ground as the unicorn stumbled. “Thank you, sir. I’ve been a bad pony, sir. May I have another, sir?”
“Be sure to file those documents when you wake up, Shimmer.” Kamos ordered, as he holstered his new blowgun in his cloak. He turned back the way they had come and left the unicorn to sleep off the sedative.
“Annoying, each and everyone of them…” Kamos muttered as he heard the unicorn start to snore softly.
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How did this go from a single brony inhabiting Fenrir to... whatever this is?
5535806
To be blunt, a whim. And the fact that I didn't plan this story ahead, like, at all.
5535837 To be blunt I only stuck with it because the point I began losing interest was near the end.
You started getting too... I know there's a better term, but at 1:50 am the best I can come up with is 'meta'.
You started getting too meta when Luna went into Fenrir's mind, but it's fairly common among those that don't plan ahead.
Disregarding those last few chapters though, you did an excellent job.
I would say I hope for a sequel, but I don't know how you can build from this. That's probably just because I'm tired though.
5535851
I am writing a three chapter thing where I explore how I could play out the three human spirits.
5535806 Smuggler seems to be the one talking to Fenrir, or taking control sometimes.
It was good, are you going to do a sequel?
Also, I see that mainly after soldier leave, it's Smuggler the one that talks, Priest don't have a oppinion or is mainly that he don't like/want to talk?
5538073
Priest doesn't have a direct line out into the world, like Smuggler does through Luna's memories and perception. He knows all that goes along with Luna's body, but needs Smuggler to know what is actually going on. Without Smuggler, or Soldier to convey what is going around outside the world he can only fix every change the body goes through, out of fear of inadvertly hurting Luna.
But think about that, every chemical change of the body is reset if Smuggler doesn't give Priest a reason not to, meaning Luna cannot get tired physically, nor can she have any strong emotions without Priest "healing" that chemical imbalance. He's already turned Luna's body into the image he actually saw, he could keep improving Luna's physiology if he wanted to, but he has no reason to fix something functional.
And yes, an actual sequel to this is at least planned and there's a three chapter short story detailing what happens directly after this, with the first chapter already up.
As far as epilogues go, this didn't necessarily tie up loose ends as much as sequel-bait before stopping rather jarringly, to be honest. The story was entertaining enough, though.
Funny, sequel?
5539162
I am planning on one. There's the story Mind, Body and Soul already up on fimfiction, it's going to focus on each one of the human spirits and wwhat they can do.
5538440 Even if Priest don't have a line to the outside world, he could still listen and know everytime Luna and Smuggler talk about something, right?
5539501
The body doesn't process information, it only receives stimulation from the outside and those sights and smells and pains and pleasures are made sense of by the mind. Smuggler has it easy as he is leeching off of Luna's mind, able to understand and use her knowledge of things to view the information he has access to.
If Smuggler and Priest were placed in a "blank" body, Smuggler would have no other consciousness to manipulate and trick into doing his bidding. They could most likely get the body to move and Smuggler could talk through it with Priest's help, but without Soldier there to will the body move as if it wwere his, they would be far clumsier than any whole pony.
5539518 okay, sorry my bad, I was thinking more like a Control Center in the PUB when Smuggler, Priest and Luna controled everything and they see each other and could talk like when Discord appeared and from there they channel everything.
5539585
That was the visual presentation of Luna Luna finding them in the metaphysical mess that was Fenrir, I think. Not to forget that Smuggler can change perception and memory, proven by Luna's altered memories and appearance.
5539598 You think? The writer is the god of the story and his word is law about what happen in the history (except in plotholes), and you are not sure?
5539616
Not sure if I should cement the explanation I have right now into fact.
And wwriting it out would take far longer than I have patience for right now.
5539634 Yeahhhh... that could be a problem... After all once you say it, it's like if it's set in stone, but if you set in stone at the same time is like a chain that force you to go to a way that go with that theory
Sequel?
5608804
Sequel
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I am glad that you liked it and I fully agree with your opinion on the epiloque. I ended the story simply because I didn't feel right continuing it under the banner of Predatory if Fenrir is dead. I have grown fond of the idea of the three human spirits and whatever they can do and continue to plot out the story I could make with them.
I'll at least make a three chapter story detailing what I imagined the three human spirits capable of, the first chapter's up already so yeah. I Just thought I should respond to you, sorry if I'm not too grammatically correct, or witty but I'm tired and a bit drunk.
4568502
I like him as well, keep a look out for Mind, Body and Soul, as he's goign to be playing a big part in that.
5664233
I'm kind of disappointed he hasn't responded to you.
5666081 It was so difficult to read I don't quite no how to respond.
Other than, I still don't like the story.
I'm not going to repeat everything else again.
5742266 I'm sorry... It's just that he has no manners at all. He is such an animal.
5742450 If he gets greeted, they say, "What up dawg?", while he stares at them with wolfish grins.
PewDiePie confirmed to be soldier.
5747609
No. I believe you are talking about Smuggler and you should think more along the lines of Plaque of Gripes. He's not any known person or entity, just saying.
5776132
Still Pewdiepie has a long history with duck penises
This started off as a kickass fic about a human turned into a huge wolf. And as we solved the mystery about the human things were just getting better.
However the moment Luna entered Fenrirs mind the entire story changed. Looking back we can see a lot of interesting parts were rushed or simply ignored in favor of changing the story instead.
Honestly you really should have split this into two different and unrelated stories rather then throw out flimsy excuses to try and tie the two together.
I am sorry really. But thumbs down.
I already miss Fenrir.
5870388
As crazy as it might sound, I actually agree with you. I started this story because the premise hadn't been done before and I wanted to portray a diabolical villain in a body really not suited for the part. Halfway through the story I started liking the idea of conflict between the raging beast and the logical human trapped inside and started taking the story that direction. By the time I was writing the last few chapters I didn't want to write Fenrir just winning, but given how easy it would be for him to nullify the Elements just by killing one bearer alone, writing the ponies outright winning against him wasn't fair toward the character. So, I made it so that the human consciousness inside him had been working against him any chance they got. Smuggler, Priest and Soldier were created on a whim to explain the internal inconsistencies with the human inside Fenrir, but they'd grown on me at this point and both Smuggler and Solider are playing a part in the kind of sequel.
If I wanted to write Fenrir actually winning, then he'd killed one of the Elements and taken his new pack on a skirmish through Equestria, getting bloodier and bloodier with his savagery to bait the Princesses to react to him. Butchering the ponies Luna was supposed to govern over would most likely prompt the Lunar Princess into going into the field and trying to put an end to Fenrir, leaving Celestia relatively defenseless. Killing Celestia the same way she was shot in this story could be easily arranged if Fenrir were to attack a royal guard garrison near enough for Celestia to heal them herself and tire herself out.
6046560
Dude, read the sequel. I agree with your point completely and the intent of self-sacrifice does not quarantine death.
In short, Soldier's alive and he's kinda miffed about it.
Make a sequel please
Great story btw
6048385
I did. It's already up.
Mind, Body and Soul
6173461
In its defence I will have to mention that the first five chapters or so of this story were written during the Pony Writing Month back in 2013, so they were rushed and I did intend to bring the story to a close in those five chapters, but that didn't pan out.
I really liked the first half of the story, with the comedy/adventure focus, it had nice new characters, good humor, interesting events and an unpredictable plot. But when Fenrir turned into a bad guy after meeting Luna, the story to me just got bland and uninteresting. You had your typical ranting villain, that raises a generic orc army. I still think you made a good job of it, it just felt that the first story half had so much more potential then the last.
6225840
Basically my thoughts, in hindsight. I know I could have written it as the comedic adventure fic with some issues with morality and the ponies fear of Fenrir, but when the pony writing month ended and I was not under a deadline I kept getting interesting ideas about what to do with the story. The spell and Luna's involment explained away how a human mind got into Fenrir and what followed after that was the human and wolf souls fighting each other, the humans driving Fenrir into making rash and emotional decisions to prompt a quick end to their losing battle.
The whole point of the sequel is how Luna intended to kill the three human souls to revive Fenrir, but Discord gave them sentience in the middle of that procedure. I don't know about you, but I want to at least write what three disembodied humans will do with that scenario. To the end of this fic, I was just desperate to end it so I could work on the three humans more, so that might have shown through.
6268241
He knows exactly as much is explained in the story. Some part of him wanted to lie ratner than admit their ignorance. I left his decisions as they are because an actual person would not think everything through as most characters do in the stories I've read here.
6410939
"Come at me, ya pansy!"
Reminds me of a certain someone.
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6536787
I know, right?
6841616
Ja makkarakioskin jonossa painitaan, niin kuin on tehty ajan alusta asti.
6862659
Should make things interesting.
I re read the last part (from when he starts to go bad/fenrir starts surfacing) and I still get lost as to what's happening regarding Fenrir ;_; help plz?
7183349
Fenrir was a mortal beast of war kept alive for a thousand years by Nightmare's magic. He was a mindless tool, only coming back to Nightmare Moon to die. Luna's mistake was to slap on more of the same magic on top of the old one to change Fenrir into something that could reintegrate into the world.
She used three human souls to power this spell, Discord changed the spell to give these three a choice to go against the spell eating away at them. No one can fault Discord for sowing Discord, when such a juicy chance presented itself. The rest of the story is a direct consequence of this misguided attempt at saving a huge old wolf.
7183551 I understood up to that, but what about Fenrir's old conscious coming back, and then this once good person turning into the bad guy?
7183680
Whoever do you mean? The dogmatic yet hypocritical true believer, the traumatized soldier in need of anger management, or the calculating sociopath?
Fenrir was a tool of war and the humans only had one or two exceptional qualities each, which is why her spell was meant to strip those other parts of them away.
7183988
So, in the end, who's mind was occupying fenrir's conscious?
7186508
in the end, Fenrir, but he was heavily leaning on the humans, so they could, and they did, steer him into making stupid and antagonistic decisions.
Fenrir was always the base, it was just that Discord made it so that the humans were not used to reshape him, staying as their stubborn selves. Fenrir went insane from the constant tug of war between the three humans and what remained of his own bestial nature. The humans gave him intelligence, then led him astray, gave him a body in its prime, yet drove him to his death, an unbreakable will to live, but not as his own self.
7438575
To be fair, I really liked that movie when I wrote that.
7423677
There's a lot of shit happening that I failed to specify.