Many years ago, after the founding of Equestria, after my sister Celestia and I had ruled it jointly for quite some time, she started to become... corrupt, corrupt with power. I saw how it transformed her, I saw as my own flesh and blood was rotted away from the inside out, by an invisible enemy, an enemy far more evil than that of Discord, or Chrysilys. The nursery rhymes you grew up with speak of how I betrayed the good of the world, how I had become jealous. Funny how one can stretch the truth isn't it? What had really happened, was that Celestia began to force labour on everypony. Colts, mares, and fillies alike, day after day. Celestia knew, however, that they needed their rest, and that's the only reason she let me stay for so long. One day, I had become tired of her oppression, tired of seeing my own kin forced, day in and day out, to work for a mare who had a self-lead goal, a mare who desired nothing more than power. I tried to speak out against this, I tried to make the nights longer, to give the weakened ponies more rest, but Celestia objected.
I wasn't about to let this continue. I had to do something, anything, to prove to her that the will of ponykind is not something that can ever be broken by greed or corruption. And so I fought. For what seemed like years, Celestia and I were engaged in a bloody and horrid Civil War. Ponies, killing ponies, left and right. Some for money, and some for something greater. What pains me to say is that this fighting was in vain. Eventually those who were once loyal to me, to freedom, had been bribed, or returned to their horrid lives. I was too weak to stand alone, and so Celestia did what any tyrant would do, even to her own sister. She attempted to kill me. She had planned my death from the very beginning. And so I fled. I fled to the one place I knew Celestia could never reach... The moon.
For years after that, Celestia did as she pleased. She removed "forced" labour, because she knew that everpony in Equestria knew that objection to the will of Celestia would result in death, or exile. The parents tought their children to obey, and those children taught their children. Except they began masking one word, "obey", with a knew word, a word far different, "love". And now, in the world you're living in, it's the same story, children, adults, all practically brainwashed to love their princess. But why did I return now, you may ask.
Months ago, I saw an opprotunity, an opprotunity to return to Equestria. There were 6 ponies, each highly valued, and feared, by Celestia. I knew that if I came back in a new form, in a seemingly attempt to have them disposed of, but then fake defeat, then begging Luna for forgiveness. Celestia knew that if she killed me right then and there, that it would cause her to loose the obedience of these 6 ponies. And so I did just that. And now I'm back, to lead a new revoluition, to overthrow the tyrant Celestia. Why?
Because I believe in a day where we can safely tell our children that you must always question leadership, to always stand up to the slightest signs of corruption, or manipulation. Not a day where we're telling our grandfoals what it was once like to live, in the peaceful land of Equestria. Still don't believe me? Listen to what you've let yourself believe: Go to work. Get married. Have some kids. Pay taxes. Pay your bills. Watch your TV. Follow fashion. Act normal. And repeat after me: I AM FREE.
The time for a revolution is now. Rise up my fellow ponies, rise up against tyranny, against oppression, rise up for everything you've ever believed in. In about a year's time, I will return to Equestria, with an army. The day before I return, I will send you a sign. You will know the sign when you see it. That day, I want all of those amongst you who desire freedom, to gather on the hillside overlooking Canterlot. Come armed, and come ready to fight, and to die for liberty. We will fight for all things that are just, we will fight for freedom, we will fight for an age old idea, we will fight for a world where thought is free. We fight for a world where nopony shall ever kneel to oppression. The days of Celestia are over! In a year's time from this day, together, we will finally end the tyranny of the sun! We are the Revolution! United we stand, divided we fall!
Just then the camera began to flicker again, as the doors in the house Luna had occupied were brutally kicked open, and the silhouttes of Celestia's royal guard could be seen boldly against the white and red walls. It was then that Luna, without hesitation, discharged a purple beam from her horn. The projected and raw magic's impact had quickly rendered several of the encroaching guards lifeless, as the warm, freshly shed blood splattered across her previously clean face. But Luna knew that this fight was desperate, that there was no way she could escape that night.
She reached out through the air with her magic, grasping the tape she had just filmed with her telekinesis, put a protective shield spellaround it, and proceeded to fling it out of the window, with nothing more than an expression of faith befalling her now blood-stained face, into the jet black skyline of Manehattan, in the desperate hope that somepony would find it, in hopes that one day, they could all be free.
The guards relentlessly, now more numerous, began to approach Luna's cornered position, and even as Luna reluctantly lifted her hooves in a symbol of submition, the pityless guard closest to her violently grabbed a supply wrench from a nearby table, and, swinging the makeshift weapon through the cold, night air, smacked the now pale blue face of Princess Luna, brutally knocking her unconscious, as her now ragdoll-like body slid into the corner.