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Champions of Equestria

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Luna blinked through her bitter tears at the scenery before her. Imprisonment on the moon was supposed to be dreary and empty. So why was she sitting in a beautiful meadow? Had something gone wrong? Luna had just got into a sitting position when she discovered, to her horror, that she wasn’t alone. A colt stood over her on its hind legs, dressed in tattered white clothes. What really set Luna on edge, though, was the frightening mask concealing the colt’s face.
 
It was like staring into the pits of Tartarus. The eyes burned with such wicked malice that Discord paled in comparison. For the longest time, the child said nothing, only stared. Somewhat intimidated, Luna said, “W-what…art thou?”
 
“Something beyond your understanding, moon goddess,” the colt answered coldly, only the voice didn’t sound like a colt’s.
 
The voice was laced with pure venom, coarse, scratchy, and brimming with evil intentions. “I know why you are here, former Princess of the Moon. Your sister banished you to my realm, the World of Illusion.”
 
“So…this is not the moon?” Luna shakily whispered.
 
“Oh, it is. But I was imprisoned here a long, long time ago, by a force far older than anything you would recognize, even the lowly fool you call Discord.”
 
Luna flinched, not moreso by the draconequus’s name than the fact the masked figure spoke as if he thought Discord a lesser being than himself. Whoever this was, he was not to be taken lightly.
 
“In the many eons I have spent here, I gradually fed off the energies of the moon, twisting its interior into a shape that reflected my nature. The world you see here, is what I created, and here I reign supreme.”
 
Luna looked around. She couldn’t help but notice that something seemed rather…off about this place. She couldn’t really describe it, but the meadow just seemed like it was hiding something. As if everything she was seeing was just a mask, hiding something much darker. This world really was a realm of illusions.
 
“But this realm is a false one. After all, thou didst say it was a World of Illusion.”
 
The figure laughed. A cold, ruthless laugh that sent shivers down the alicorn’s spine. “I did, didn’t I? The interesting thing about this place, though, is that it is difficult to tell what is the truth and what is the illusion, or whether they are both an illusion.”
 
Luna couldn’t help but be somewhat curious. “Why were thou banished here?”
 
“Because the powers that be decided it was a foolish idea to imprison me in a realm I already control. The place you call Tartarus…that was my original realm. My captors wished to keep me separated from my loyal servants. I must admit, it has gotten rather mundane being alone here for the past four thousand years.”
 
The masked colt turned and folded its arms, focusing on the distant mists. “Though I created this world, it holds nothing of real value for me. But I do believe times have begun to change.”
 
Luna could feel her heart constrict in fear. “H-how so?”
 
“You, my dear, are the first outsider to grace my presence in four thousand years. I do not intend to let it go to waste. You will be my apprentice. I will show you your innate power…and together, we will right the wrongs you have suffered. And then your subjects will respect you…fear you…love you.”
 
Luna had to admit, she was sorely tempted. And she was still angry with her sister, her subjects, and especially with herself. She slowly got to her hooves and stared down at the masked colt-thing. Though she was taller than it, it still radiated a powerful aura that made her feel small in comparison.
 
“When you are ready, you will take your rightful place as ruler. And in doing so, you shall herald my grand return from exile. Infinite power, you and I. Do you accept?” the masked one asked.
 
“…Yes.”
 
The masked one chuckled darkly. “Good. Prepare yourself. It’s going to be an interesting thousand years.”
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This is what Luna had to put up with for a thousand years? no wonder she was so pissed. MM is definitely one of my favorite Zelda games.