Grifixverse Lore VI: Rising Winds of Death

It had been months since the sun was seen through the clouds, and the pegasy blamed the raging winds for not clearing the sky. No crops could grow without sunlight, and the unicorns were afraid - were they all going to die?

The uneasiness of the pony kind started to make them turn their backs on God, the one they called Akasha. It all almost felt like the the last pages of the Sacred Book, describing the days before the Apocalypse. If the end was near, they expected their God to save them, yet Akasha turned her back on them...

The courier came running into the great Cathedral of the Matriarchy. He greeted the Great Priestess with the required customs, then delivered the news: 

"The southern cardinal has turned his back to the Matriarchy. They believe no more in our ways and abilities to save this world. They have accused you, your highness, of heresy."

The Great Priestess smiled, turning away.

"He never trusted me, it was all just a matter of time. But it matters not, for they are all excommunicated. It is not I who is the heretic. It is him, and his followers."

She walked slowly out of the room, dragging her long trail behind.

It was all just a drop in the sea, all part of the plan.

The world was soon to be saved, for pony kind must raise above Gods for survival.

However, salvation required sacrifice... And many were going to suffer for it, her included.