> Scroll of an Old Age
>  by Castok the Shadow
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> Scroll of an Old Age
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Hello there. 

If you are reading this, then you must be one of the survivors or you're one of... Them.

No matter who you are, it does not matter. For the days before the portal are long gone.

Who am I? you are thinking about that right now aren't you?

Well my name is... Well I guess that's not important now because they rule this world now, are they not?

Now the next thing in your mind of question is 'What about the portal' right?

Well you see, if you're one of the survivors then it is me and the teams undoing of our world. But if you are one of Them. Then it was your ticket to our destruction wasn't it?

But you're now wondering how this was my fault and the teams that created the portal. And for that answer we'll have to go back to when it was created and where we found them.

Eight years ago. We were in the golden age of our people. Teleportation can be created by machines and medication grew so large that if you lost a limb, you can grow it back by minutes and made you feel five time more stronger. But the teleportation was the one that made this golden age happen. The thought of going to the moon and back was made true, getting to one side of the world to another a reality and to make a surprise party in seconds by making all you friends and family come in a flash was incredible. If you could see it... heh it was unbelievably beautiful and remarkable. But we wanted more and more. The cost of greatness was in our grasp and it was so close. We thought of expanding into the unknown stars and maybe land on a new planet with life to create a utopia for the ages of histories.

But we never thought of the consequences and the price of expanding. We never thought of what could be out there that we thought we were the only life in existence... I never thought about it because I wanted to be the first to discover new life and a new world to live on, my stupid pride and the prides of my teams cost all of... This.

We began that project. We called it 'New Beginning' where we tried to improve teleportation by expanding it length of travel by twenty-five thousand light years from our planet. At first it was going well, until we'd found out that those who used this new teleportation cannot return. So we had to think outside of the box and make something new from it.

It was my foolish idea to create from the idea of the teleportation to a way of making a connection with our planet with another. We first find a planet then we connected it with ours.

We used it on our moon first as beta test, to make sure that nothing bad happens...

But it was an success in the end.

We managed to create a portal from our world to our moon.

Our golden age just got brighter and our future got greater.

We named this new portal transport 'The Golden Way', where we can go through places beyond the stars. Where we can see the whole universe in its remarkable beauty and glory.

But once again we never thought of the consequences and the price of expanding. I should of realise that this portal transport was no good for our people and would doom us in the end.

But my pride and loving of my fame made me continue project 'New Beginning'. 

I should have left it as it is and not expand beyond our own knowledge of this universe. I should of.

With the portal transport ready and prepared. We began to see if there were other planets for us to travel to, perhaps even living on them or even meeting new life beyond our own.

We also made a system where we can either open a portal as a door or a window, so we can see what lays beyond the portal. You know, to make sure what was over there wouldn't hurt us.

We should have thought of that with their planet!

We found hundred of planets. But none hold life on them and cannot contain us to live on. We may had been in our golden age, but to create life on an unknown planet was impossible. 

Even with their grand powers.

But soon we found their planet.

If you're one of them. Then this is where you come in.

Almost like ours, maybe even the same without us in it.

Blue ocean waters and green, white, yellow and brown lands.

We opened the portal and set it on window standby.

We SHOULD of kept it like that.

Even when we saw the evidence of their kind.

Strange biped creatures that are way taller then us, somewhere around five foot more then us. Not a lot of hair on them nor had tails.

But it wan't their physical form that we gasped in horror about.

It's what they did on their own planet and own race that made us gasped in horror.

They fought against each other. Murdering thousands if not millions of their people for land, supplies, territories and even their gods. They killed their people for sometime no reason at all only for entrainments and pleasure.

We watched this from the portal and we were disgusted by their actions. Some of my teams either threw up or ran from the portal crying the tears out with dread.

We SHOULD of kept it like that.

But it seems that even I didn't think about that and went to a insane idea for them.

We had many meetings with princess Celestia, Luna, Cadence and Twilight and told them about the creatures we found.

Their hearts were in the right place and wanted to help them. 

But even then I had a small feeling that it wasn't going to be easy and peacefully. If we didn't play our cards right, we could make their race worse or more.

You can see how that turned out if you're one of the survivors. A blessing if you're one of them.

We first began slow and steady by looking at their history and background. 

Our hopes for a peaceful way of making them stop fighting each other ended when we read their histories:

War.

Conflicts.

Empires.

These words and more were all over every history books on their planet and nothing has change from them.

Just wars.

Religious wars.

Civil wars.

And World wars.

Wars after wars and empire after empire.

There was no peace between their race that can stop their bloodlust, greed, wars and conquests.

Once again it was me that made an idea.

An idea I've regret for years.

This idea was called:

'Conversion of Hope'

If you're one of them. Then this was lie and a 'inhuman' act from us.

If you're one of the survivors. Then I am truly sorry.

This idea was promoted by the royals to help them from their lust for violence.

By converting them into us. Destroying their evil nature and turing them into peaceful and loving ponies.

We then switched the portal from window...

To door.

And we went to the war lust planet that they live on.

I am so sorry on our behalf, not only on my people side but on your behalf.

We shouldn't mess with nature and more important....

You.

We made a potion that contain each powers of the royals.

Which was the sun, moon, love and friendship.

It was a prefect plan on papers.

But was a doomed plan in action.

At first we used the potion on small villages and towns that were far from huge cities.

The process of convert was a painful one.

Not only their physical form.

But by mental as well.

We wanted to get their violence nature out of their minds by changing it to our way of life. So they can join us in our golden age.

We did expect some resistance from them.

You know the... 'We are what we are' saying to us.

But we never thought that they would bring an army to come from all corners of their world.

That right.

One hundred and ninety-six of their nations came charging towards us.

All of them attacking and killing us for not losing their violence, bloodlust wars.

They turned their weapons on us.

Weapons that destroyed ours like it was made of papers.

They had flying metal machines that bombed us and blew us up.

They had walking mechanical monsters that blew up our defensives like sand.

We were getting destroyed by them.

We had to abandon the project and run to the portal to escape the bloodshed.

But you didn't stop there, didn't you?

You fought together and you wanted justice from our actions.

You came for us.

you chased us.

From all corners of your world.

Until you found our portal.

Your tickets to your crusade.

Your wondering why we didn't close the portal?

Well all great devises has their weakness.

And the portal's one...

Was that there were no turn off switch.

We didn't thought about that!

I didn't thought about that.

You continue your fight on your planet until you found the portal.

Not give us any chances...

You brought your armies through the portal.

And all out war made Equestria and her allies drowned in blood.

Your technology was more advance then ours.

Your soldiers were more trained in the act of war.

We didn't stand a chance.

We never stand a chance.

City after city, soldier after soldier and soul after soul.

You came and destroyed my people's lives and dreams.

Not even the might of the royal couldn't stopped your warlike nature.

For nine years the war we called 'The Conversion War' raged and roared throughout our world.

Until our last stand at our capital, Canterlot...

Fell to your blitz.

Soon our world was at your mercy.

But you didn't stop there, oh no.

You continued your bloodshed on us...

By using our own potion against us.

You unconverted your people back to their original form.

The mind of your people was saved. But they had a lust for our blood that even your race saw it as something else.

But they were the first to be known as...

"Pony Hunters"

Where they travel the lands of our world to hunt us down one by one.

And bring us to our fallen capital.

To be converted.

Into your race.

A taste of our own medicines.

Over one whole year, those hunters found most of my race and turned them into you.

I was one of the few survivors to escaped and hide in few locations where your people could not find us.

But to look at the whole project of the Conversion of Hope.

Was somewhat a success.

We stopped you from fighting each other.

But you turned your wars on us and stole all of our technologies to make more portals for your wars. Our medications to make your soldiers almost impossible to be killed.

Our golden age was destroyed and our future belongs to your race now.

Now I must ask you a favour.

Because you had found me hanging myself near where you found this scroll.

If your one of them, then you can burn this scroll for it means nothing to your race.

But if you are one of the survivors then keep this scroll and-