"Corrupted Celestia Oneshot for /sun/" By BigBurd (https://pastebin.com/u/BigBurd) URL: https://pastebin.com/ycHhDhBb Created on: Saturday 2nd of June 2018 01:33:47 AM CDT Retrieved on: Friday 23 of October 2020 02:56:28 PM UTC Original post date: 20 Oct 2014 >I remember it so clearly. >And yet, it is like a terrible nightmare that follows me in the shadows, never truly visible, but always there. >Celestia had fallen to corruption. >When the human, Lord Anonymous came to our world, he brought us many, many things. >He brought us the gift of Fusion, an energy source his kind did not have the power to master, but gave us the knowledge to do so. >He also brought a terrible weapon. >'Rex Tremendae' he called it. A long, gleaming silver device held in the hand, and could deal swift, unavoidable death to the Six he so chooses. >And finally, snaking behind him as he entered our world was the Corruption that took our beloved. >A terrible demon whose name only Anonymous knew. >He believed the goodness of our world would snuff it's unspeakable evil. >Instead, it crept into the heart of our nation, our queen. >We watched in denial as Celestia's mental barriers began to fall. >The Corruption used Anon's love and devotion to Celestia to tear at his once noble heart. >Months passed. We watched. >She grew weaker. >More and more, the Corruption spoke terrible evils to her. >And more and more did she listen. >Finally, Reckoning came. >Celestia had broken, and Anonymous with her. >They overthrew Luna, nearly killing her. >The Crystal Empire was cast into darkness. >And Twilight, and the Elements were sealed away in a terrible prison. >We, loyal knights of the court could not stand by and watch this happen. >We had to kill Celestia and her Knight. >But what we didn't know, was that the Corruption could never truly command a human. >The Light was always there. He merely lost sight of it. >Something about that day brought the Light to his eyes once more; >And he brought Rex Tremendae to Celestia's temple. >It's terrible roar echoes across the land, and even still through history itself. >Twice, it sung it's song of death. >Once, to rid us of our Lost Queen; >and again to silence her knight's anguish.