Chapter 13: Denial
He stared at her for what seemed like minutes, not moving an inch as she held her head low.
"Never." his voice had never sounded colder.
Celsestia cringed, her hope crushed.
"I will not permit anyone to gaze into my mind. Not you, not the councils... no one." The shadows around him leashed out like angry tendrils, twitching at each of his words, chipping the tiles on the walls upon contact. Celestia took a step back. Every word he said hammered into her skull with an seemingly boundless rage.
"Do you even know what you demand?! I hold within my mind the memories of countless worlds. Endless faces and souls gone and past in a flash, worlds shattered into oblivion. Knowledge of races gone, secrets and languages long forgotten. Their history! OUR history!"
His voice thundered through the hallway with those last two worlds, making the glass of the windows vibrate and the lamps flicker as the shadows around him grew bigger and continued to twitch in anger.
"My kind may have vanished from the living world, and those born within the void may have forgotten our old songs and ways... but I will never defile their memory by siding with you! Your world knows nothing of our plight, of our fight for existence! You live a life in a world of peace and prosperity, and yet you think your life is worth saving? You have yet to earn that right, yet to suffer like we have! You have seen so much, but understand so little..."
The shadows started to whirl around him violently and his voice became bitter, "But you will suffer... You will pay the price and you will see what it costs to save those you love... And you will be judged for your actions by those you wish to protect... just like I have been judged for mine. Only then will you have even the slightest idea of what life is truly worth... and what it takes to uphold it..."
A single tear escaped Celestia's eye, the shadows whirled around his form and drew closer to him. His voice became quiet again, and the shadows around him slowed down.
"You try so hard to see an ally in me, even a friend... but remember that all I do only serves to uphold the existence of my race. I watched the alicorns vanish, just like I watched when your mother finally left this world... and I will watch when you and the deities of future generations disappear into nothing but memories as well. Keep that in mind, should you talk before our councils, for they will not hesitate to demand that you sacrifice thousands to save even a few..."
The shadows whirled a final time, before he started to vanish.
"In three days... you will have to make a choice, or accept that your world will one day vanish from existence..."
"You are cruel." she had to fight to keep herself from sobbing.
"I am purveyor." he replied with an emotionless voice before disappearing.
---
For two days he stayed hidden from them, watching as they tried to continue their lives and ignoring both Luna's and Celestia's calls for him. For two days, he waited for the council to make their decision.
On the eve of the second day, the council finally made contact with him.
"Purveyor." the Zealot nodded towards the purveyor as he stepped forward, "How is your situation?"
"Unchanged. Has the message been passed on to the others?"
"It has. They have searched the flow of their worlds and a few have even reported the slightest stains of disturbances. However, they have yet to find any dissidents. For all we know, your world is the only one they tried to corrupt until now. Maybe it was a test?"
"Maybe... but tell them to keep an open eye nonetheless."
"Of course, purveyor."
"To the matter at hand. Has the council reached a conclusion concerning the fate of this world?"
The zealot nodded, "We have. Are you ready to hear the council's decision?"
"What have you decided?" he asked with an unmoving voice.
"We have decided against their request. This world is far too promising and we are in too dire need of its resources to give it up."
The council's decision didn't surprise him, he had almost expected it, "Then I shall enforce protocol five-four within the next twelve hours. Tell the elder council to prepare the collectors for the transfer."
The zealot held up a hand, "Wait. Even though we will not help them, we will allow them to state their request before the councils."
The purveyor raised an eyebrow, "What is the meaning of this? Why waste time and energy on this if it has already been decided?"
The zealot shifted nervously, "As required by protocol, the royal family has been informed of the situation. They wish to talk with you on this matter personally. Everything will be explained by them."
He shook his head, "You know how I think about them meddling with our work, and I hold no obligations towards them."
"The council is aware of this, but we request that you hear them out nonetheless. It is important."
He gave an unhappy sigh, "Very well, pass on the conjunction. I will hear what they want but there should better be a good reason for this."
The zealot passed from his view as the conjunction was relayed. The purveyor wondered what the royal family could want from him. They had never felt the need before to take an interest in what happened to others less it would take an effect on them... His thoughts were interrupted as the conjunction found its new target and the connection was reestablished, a short shift in the underlying frequencies telling him that this was now a secure channel. A familiar face appeared in his field of view.
"Malaik..." the purveyor had to struggle to keep his anger from betraying his voice.
A small smile spread the other male's lips, "Lord Malaik, actually. But it is nice to see you too, Zaeres. How long has it been since we last talked? It feels like it was eons ago..."
"It was the day I took the duties of a purveyor, and it was the day I gave up my name. Don't use it again." he replied with a threatening voice.
Malaik's smile faltered, "You still hold that grudge against me? I had hoped it would pass with time, but you never were one to forget..."
"Say what you have to say, so I can return to my duties. There is a world I need to harvest."
"Always a man of little words..." Malaik gave a sigh, "About that world. I need you to bring the representative of your current world to the councils before you harvest it."
"What do you plan to achieve by that other than waste my time? The council has already decided against their request."
"I know, and it will not be changed by whatever they have to offer. However, it will help to conceal the true reason of your presence..."
"And that is?"
Malaik's face became serious, "We believe that the dissidents are planning to overthrow the councils during their next meeting."
"Ridiculous, they wouldn't dare to step from their hiding places and risk a confrontation with the purveyors."
"And yet someone is distributing weapons among the clans and trying to spread discontent. Someone is influencing the elder council's line of politics and bribing the hunters and the mediators. Mark my words, should they actually be able to gain the support of the clans and the control of the hunters and mediators..."
"They would control communication..." the purveyor's face darkened in realization.
"And the purveyors would never hear what was happening here until it was already over."
"How many members of the elder council are involved?"
"Only a small portion, but enough... I also fear that there are members in our family that would support the dissident's claim as well. Even though I can not imagine why they would do something so foolish."
He was slowly starting to understand the royal's plan, "And you wish for my presence so I can call out order zero should there be the need..."
Malaik nodded, "There are only a few purveyors with the required clearance. For one of them to appear without a reason would only serve to arouse suspicion. The representative will give you that required reason. Should they really try and overthrow the councils, you will be there to send out the order to the other purveyors."
"And you expect the dissidents not to change their plans when I appear in the meeting? I find this hard to believe. They will see the trap the moment I step before the councils."
Malaik shook his head, "They won't. I even think it would help to accelerate their plans. If you were to initiate the transfer following the denial of their request, the uprising riots inside the clans would be extinguished at the roots, and the dissidents need the support of the clans for their plan to work. They will most like try to kill you to stop that. Even more so once they find out it is you."
"Even so, they would have to act fast. It would only be a matter of hours until the purveyors would return to uphold order."
"But those hours could be enough I fear. However, if you had them be at the ready, waiting for your signal to enter..."
"It would be over in minutes." he thought for a moment, "Very well, I will bring the representative before the council tomorrow. We shall see whether your information is correct."
Malaik's face became strangely concerned, "Do they know you are about to initiate the transfer?"
"They do not."
He gave a sigh, "You know, Zaeres. I still don't understand why you left us, you could have..."
Before he could continue, the purveyor ended the conjunction, cutting off the connection and returning his gaze to his cave once again. Zaeres... he had not heard his old name in a long time, and he did not wish to hear it again. His eyes scanned the walls of what had been his home during his stay in this world, his thoughts concerned with what would happen on the following day.
Celestia's plea for help would be denied, and unknown to her, their world would be destroyed shortly after her return. The dissidents would likely make their last attempt to gain control, and the purveyors would end them once and for all instead.
He shook his head with a sigh, many things would find an end tomorrow, and only a few were aware of it. For a moment, he felt an old pain pass through him. He would probably miss this world.
He started to make the required preparations, waiting for the sun to rise. Tomorrow, he and Celestia would enter the void.
Stats
Page generated in 0.044 seconds
Total duration
619 users online
948,112 hits today, 2,280,440 yesterday
FIMFiction
My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic Fanfiction
Designed and coded by knighty & Xaquseg - © 2011-2024
Follow & Support Us
Support us
SubStar
Chat!
Discord
Follow us
Twitter
MLP: Friendship is Magic® - © 2024 Hasbro Inc.®
Fimfiction is in no way affiliated with or endorsed by Hasbro Inc.®
Now i am curious about you will let them live.
This story is never dissapointing me :)
Very good chapter
Well played sir!
And here, is where it gets dark.
Welp, congratulations Celestia. In your attempts to save your world, you have brought it's destruction all the faster.
pinkie.mylittlefacewhen.com/media/f/img/mlfw9188-shitstorm.gif
Ohh this is getting good! But then again, the story always seem to do something that makes it even better after every chapter.
Well... Nice job breaking it, Celestia.
Now the only question that remains is thus:
Will the world of Equestria implode, disintergrate or explode?
I'm predicting a jolly nice disintergration.
media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8yt8ldV331rtyne8.gif
you never disapoint
And now, a fun little monologue the purveyor hears after he's done the deed:
"I find it hilarious that this is what my species has fallen to. Scrounging off the souls of the dead. True while such is an existence is a fact of life for them now, it is not that which disgusts me, no, what makes my very being appalled is even after eons of existence, greed and the disregard for life as a whole seems to have become even more prevalent. You claim you do this so that your world may live? What gives you the right to determine what lives or dies? You are not a god, nor are any of the purveyors, you are just foolish men given imminence power. And as the old saying goes, 'power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely.' "
"Now with these abilities you keep alive a race that clings on the edge of the abyss, a race which has pushed itself to this cliff again and again. How many more souls will you throw into nothingness just to keep the wretches of a once glorious people alive? Humankind once held promise, but now that is gone, and what remains is a not even a facsimile, but a hollow shell devoid of any semblance whatsoever. Were you to tell humanity of the past of the countless worlds you brought to death just to keep afloat your own meager lives, they would be disgusted with you."
"What is your excuse purveyor? Why do you follow their commands? Are you just a dog on a chain meant to bark and attack only when your master says so? Pitiful. You tell me I know nothing of the pain and sorrow that your species has gone through? That you've 'earned' the right to exist? You poor deluded fool. Mankind had its chance. And on more then one occasion had the ability to be something greater. But your own hubris was your downfall. I will give credit where credit is due, the fact that even now you have survived melding with the void is astonishing. A true example of what humanity could have become if it had worked to better itself rather then seize power it was not ready for."
"Which brings me to the point of my speech dear purveyor. Here you are with all this power, trying to keep alive a race that has proven itself to be self destructive. Did you ever once think that the purveyors were meant not to save the rest of the flock that had wandered off the cliff, but to instead guard the rest that would dare near it? You had a chance to safe guard countless other worlds, to give them a chance to live and succeed where humanity had failed. To give new life and hope to all those that had been and would be. But instead you cast aside the staff of the protector and take up the scythe of the executioner. You have slain countless, so that only a handful might live. A truly wretched, abominable, and revolting existence."
"What do I expect of my words? Nothing. You have shown me that humanity has long since lost its conscience and it no longer holds regard for any form of life but its own. I merely wish to vent my grievances with your subsistence and all of its faults. Humanity has stagnated, purveyor, and with stagnation comes nothing but misery and death. So I will leave you now, I see that my visit to this reality was a poor one, and I no longer wish to see the abhorrent acts you will bring to this universe. But I leave you with this. If in your words 'Death is inevitable and it comes for all', is it not time that the reaper showed his face on your doorstep?"
And with that, the figure vanished from all reality, leaving the sound of the void ringing within the purveyor's ears.
Clenching...so very hard.
Dearest Gnoll, please understand to the basest of understandings that this story is awesome and we appreciate you.
Darn you for not updating every
hourminute *shakes fist*Well your planet is fucked!
Celestia screwed up, again.
2446301
I bet it won't have any effect on the world apart from the the effects on the inhabitants. Oh, and shadows everywhere.
2446301
Wait, wouldn't that mean humanity became slugs with legs? and no poetic ability?
Well, say bye-bye to the planet!
The cost should be their magic.
For without it life will be about as difficult to them as it was to us. I think their animals will revert back to mindless creatures (poor little fluttershy), weather and day/night cycles will return to natures control, they will learn how nature truly is, where only the strong survive.
“What Darwin was too polite to say, my friends, is that we came to rule the earth not because we were the smartest, or even the meanest, but because we have always been the craziest, most murderous motherfuckers in the jungle." -Stephen King
Would be a pretty damn interesting story then.... unless your seeking to end this soon...
Celestia
Your
e.asset.soup.io/asset/1236/4446_4e42.jpeg
2446337 Certain things I want to point out in your soliloquy:
1. They do not devour the souls, per se, but rather the last spark of energy released when the souls exit the creatures' bodies.
2. They are only doing what any other race would do, as the ponies themselves demonstrate: they do anything they can to stop themselves from going extinct.
3. They don't determine what lives or dies. They only harvest planets after everything already dies. They are not executioners. They are gravekeepers.
4. This particular purveyor does not abuse his power in any case we've seen so far. His power is merely a tool for accomplishing his goals: to help humanity live.
5. Mankind still has potential. You yourself blatantly affirm that purveyors themselves have majority of this potential.
6. Again, they don't bring worlds to death. The universe does. They only harvest worlds after everything that could even care has lived their own lives and died.
7. His only goal is for his civilization to live. Your arguments can be applied to the ponies, as well: who are they to decide who lives and dies? Humanity lived for this long because they had the capacity to discover and transfer themselves into the void. The purveyor does not detract from the ponies' lives; he only will come after they all die. If they are meant to live longer, they will discover how to themselves. Having humanity interfere is not the way to do it.
8. You claim that a possible use for the purveyors is to stop other "sheep from nearing the cliff". This could be interpreted in either of two ways: stop any other life forms from making the mistakes mankind did (IE stop them from extending their lives in the void as a result), or stop them from dying at the end of their world (IE interfering with the natural development of their world and 'artificially' extending their world's life against the flow of time).
9. Again, he's not an executioner. He is a gravekeeper. He only comes after the universe has done its own work as executioner.
10. Stagnation? Perhaps. But there is potential in humanity, just as how the ponies have potential. Could you not also say the ponies have stagnated? You say stagnation only brings misery and death. The ponies seem to be quite stable and successful. This renders your point moot.
11. AGAIN, he himself renders no abhorrent acts, or at least not of his own choice. Protocol five-four is a last resort; the worlds he actually ends are a handful of sand compared to the desert.
12. ...I have a feeling that this purveyor would gladly welcome death. Moving on.
13. The purveyor would, for lack of a better description, fucking rape your ass in a battle of principles. He's had eons to contemplate what he does; if he thought of it as blatantly wrong as you do, he would, like any respectable, stubborn human, reject it, and accept excommunication and / or death before willingly doing such a thing. But he doesn't. That says something.
2446800
^
|
DIS RIGHT HERE!
2446800 I agree 100% with this coment. It would make a perfect fic.
2446800
You know... that's a great idea. However, that's pretty much a death sentence for them. We only had to worry about creatures that often left us alone if we didn't provoke them-- the ponies would be easy food for the multitude of vicious, unnatural (by our definition) creatures... plus we were "murderous motherfuckers," which is a pretty good trait to have when you're at a disadvantage.
...He should totally do it ^_^
2446186
In trying to avoid fate, one often meets it along the road...
oh celestia you just did what every villain that knows a prophesy does and that is to fullfill it...
oh well i love to see how this ends
2447811
In exchange for the extra creatures they don't have to worry about diseases like we did though, or the huge multitude of cultures causing so much inner-conflict. So id say it would be about even. Oh, and wolves and such weren't that complacent, many times settlements would have to partake in huge predator hunts in order to lessen the amount of children and people on the outer edges of town being killed by wild animals.
2447209.... just pointing out he is an executioner.... it is stated that they end worlds early when there "hunger" becomes too great. So they are not waiting for the universe to kill them off, they themselves are responsible for the deaths of entire worlds... especially when you realise its the purveyors that have the power to do this to the other worlds not the inhabitants of the void....
2448023 Still, it's important to consider how few worlds he actually does that to. It's pretty clear he blatantly abhors ending worlds early, but his goal is to ensure mankind's survival. Chances are that, if they're starving, they'll pick the oldest world they're observing, and end it a few thousand years early. By that point, majority of the life on the world is most likely dead anyway.
2447955
Without magic, it just isn't Equestria...
...which is why your idea is probably the best thing ever: it's an ultimate sacrifice. Bleh, this is why I wouldn't be a good writer-- I don't have the guts to do something bold xD.
2446681
We had poetic ability?
2448297
...
One word:
Shakespeare...
Another Word:
had
2447209
Very good points sir! I shall now counter them!
True, though the point of that particular one was for dramatic flair.
Indeed but this begs the question, which need is greater, the many or the few. It was implied that humans had been decimated and were not at the number that they were once at, count that against the multitude of others that ended early because of their 'hunger' and that is quite a imbalance.
Actually they just said that they are going to jump start Equestria's end (By apparently quite a bit too) and that they've done this multiple times beforehand. Yeah, that's straight up murder there. Don't know how you could missed that one.
What we've seen so far of him we have at least. Either way he has used it to end worlds early and that is abuse right there.
Okay trying to understand your point here so I'll try to explain a little clearer. Mankind was nearly wiped out when they stepped into the void, only through the purveyors were they able to keep on existing. It was at that point that humanity stopped being what it once was, the ones that survived (the purveyors ) we're the true survivors of humankind and the remnants of the past are like tattered shreds hanging onto a flagpole refusing to fall. Mankind of old is dead, or at least it should be to this story. By the purveyors keeping alive the last remnants of a dying race they are only bringing ruin to others when they decide that their needs are more important then others.
Is it selfish? yes. Is it what most would try to do? Double yes, the point is the right thing isn't always what people want.
Again, yes they do.
And again it goes back to them now jump starting Equestria's end. Let me ask you this, you are given a poison, and it gives you eternal life, PROVIDED you eat the heart of another human. Now due to your 'morals' You decide to only wait until the second someone is about to die before you take their heart and eat it. They were going to die anyway right? Okay, in a twisted sense that's fine. But then the poison starts coming faster and faster. Soon people aren't dying fast enough for you to get enough hearts. So you decide to kill someone just a few months before they die. They were gonna die anyway right? And then we get to Equestria, who is just a young child in comparison to the others, and it finds out your plan for it. It decides it want to avoid its fate, and with a just amount of fear to. So you decide to kill it so it wont cause any problems, after all, it was going to die eventually, right?
Actually take a third option. Being sure that other worlds live to their natural end, and that outside influences do nothing to expedite it.
So this is the third time you've made the same point that is blatantly wrong.
What has implied that humanity has any hope? They are a starving race and cursed by touching the void. Nothing has changed for them in an amount of time that's immeasurable. That pales in comparison to the what maybe 1000 years of peace the equestrian's have had, and even then pony society has shown to have grown considerably over its time. Expanding, inventing, discovering, they're still a race that is quite new.
Watching someone being murdered a few feet from you and doing nothing to stop it, is as aberrant as doing the deed itself. Apathy, the killer of morality.
You know I agree with that one, the guy sounds tired. As in just weary of how long he has been alive.
Okay first, even the oldest can still learn from the youngest and age does not equal wisdom. If he were to say to himself over and over what he's doing is right, he would soon believe it. (Say a lie enough times and soon it becomes the truth.) And really a battle of principals? REALLY? You're honestly going to tell me that you would murder a billions of unsuspecting and innocent lives just so that your handful of people can continue to exist? That's pretty damn selfish. "if he thought of it as blatantly wrong as you do," Blatantly wrong eh? Sounds more like your personal opinion and less like the characters. "he would, like any respectable, stubborn human, reject it, and accept excommunication and / or death before willingly doing such a thing. But he doesn't. That says something." Okay what is he rejecting, 'raping my ass in a battle of principals'? Killing off worlds before its their time? (News flash, he's done it, not that he's liked it, but he still has done so.) And then he would accept being disavowed by who? His people? And if he would accept Death before ending lives early, why hasn't he done it already? And finally, What 'does it say'??? I can't pull anything from this last point at all.
Okay all in all I understand some of your points from your perspective, granted about half of them are based on uninformed opinions. The whole purpose of my 'rant' originally was a just for fun writing spree. It was based on the point of just what gives a man a right to kill? Is it desperation? Is it for a cause? Or is it for delusion of the self destructive behavior it causes?
The purveyor's original goal I can understand, watching over worlds and taking the energy of when souls die and all that jazz. But the second, THE SECOND, they used that power to kill and deviate from their original plan, that is when they crossed the line. That is when they went from scavenging to outright murder of a universal scale. And its been said they've done this more then once, This particular purveyor may have not done the deed, but his people have. They have killed measureless numbers of beings before their time. If that isn't sickening, then I suggest you get your own principals checked.
2448060
If the purveyor is simply a gravekeeper, then what do you consider his impending premature destruction of a thriving world? Especially after being asked not to do so. Gravekeepers do not go around creating corpses to bury.
2446186>>2446288>>2446420>>2447943
Also, why does everyone think Celestia has messed up? What exactly did she do wrong? Her attempts to safeguard Equestria have had little impact on humanity's plans. Those plans were decided because of hunger and the dissidents.
2448642 For some reason, I feel as if we agree more than we disagree. Our nitpicky views differ, but everything in essence boils down to this, at least in my view: the purveyor's only flaw is being human. He fights for his and his people's survival: he operates like many governments. Morals and virtue are important, but survival is ultimate. There is no greater goal, and for no goal will any man sacrifice as much, whether it earns survival for themselves or those they care about. He is no worse than the modern leader, but no better. Agreed?
2448894
OH indeed! The fight for survival, often envoks both the best and worst out of men. And that's what makes this story fascinating to me! Its the drive of how far one will go or fall, to ensure continued existence.
Btw this is the best back and forth I've had in awhile.
2448921
It's agreed that men will do all they can to protect themselves and those they care about. We still wait to see whether the purveyor will protect Equestria. So, will he care, when he's not allowed to?
Pinkie, the one being on Equestria who can see through his mask (figuratively), already believes he does care, despite what he says. So, we are left with one last question: "Will he care enough?"
2448965
She's also wondering what the void tastes like, probably shnozberries.
2451772
Maybe a way out of the void? Who knows....
2447326 That made me lol.
2446660
[img]data:image/jpeg;base64,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
What is with these random downvotes...?
2672392 they are dissidents
6926856 I hate you so much for that.
They said that only death and taxes are inevitable.
They forgot to mention politics.