>You move to get up, the sting in your back making it a chore.
>You feel like shit, like everything you had was taken from you, leaving only a morsel of your life left.
>When you find Chrysalis you’ll make her-
>You fall back down, your arms buckling beneath you.
>You won’t do anything in this state.
 
>The soft buzzing of wings dampens your spirits as two changelings land beside you.
>Their heavy breathing leads you to believe they aren’t in the best shape either.
>Even still, you’re in no shape to take either of them on.
>They walk over to you, each step bringing you closer to your fate.
>They stop inches from you, snapping and speaking in their native tongue.
>One brings their head down to yours and bears its teeth.
>Well fuck you too world.
 
>The second fires a blast at your aggressor.
>He falls over, a hole now where his chest used to be.
>You crawl away, the changeling with you every step of the way.
>You grab your blood stone before he can kick it away, hiding it under your chest.
>He kicks you onto your back, grinning malevolently.
>His form cracks and fizzles as he takes a more suiting image.
>One of your father.
 
>”Weak, just as I knew you were.”
>He kicks you again, using both physical and psychological torment.
>”You never were a son of mine. Nothing more than a mistake.”
>He strikes against your skull, forcing you back on your stomach.
>”How does it feel to be a disappointment?”
>He presses his knee into your spine, leaning his head next to yours.
>”Well?”
 
“Feels good.”
>He slams your head against the floor, though you block it with your arm.
“What’s the matter? Can’t finish a wounded opponent?”
>Your words do well to anger him, making his attempts sloppy but strong.
>He places his fingers in your wound, extending and twisting against your fleshy walls.
>”You’re swine! Nothing more!”
“Swine huh?” you mutter, the pain making speech difficult, “Better than trash.”
 
>He raises his hands to hit you again, giving you the time you need.
>As he brings down his fists you forcefully roll to the side out from under his knee.
>He strikes the floor, the cracking of bones music to your ears.
>He howls in pain, cursing and muttering profanities at his carelessness.
>”Come back here you coward!”
>Her morphs again, reverting back to his regular form.
>Apparently he already forgot about his injury.
 
>He instantly falls onto his knees, his hooves shattered from his previous injury.
>The changeling nurses his hooves, completely ignoring you and allowing you to go on the offensive.
>You work onto your knees and lean back, withdrawing the blood stone.
“Sorry about this old fella.”
>You smash the stone against the floor the sound ringing through the ravine.
>The stone stays whole, but in turn catches the changeling’s attention.
>He clicks violently. Even if you don’t know what he said, you know he’s pissed.
 
>You bring the stone down again and again in an effort to destroy it.
>The changeling scooting closer and closer, a waiting game for him.
>After another smash the stone seems to crack, a red mist seeping out of it.
>The cloud flows around your hand, penetrating your skin with a slight sting.
>It works its way up your arm, its essence invigorating all it embodies.
>Strength returns to you, if only slightly.
>Enough to give you a fighting chance.
 
>You pound away, more and more of the mist spilling out.
>His horn glows green as he finally reaches you, hand high for the final blow.
>The stone completely shatters as you bring it down, the flood of red bathing you in its glory.
>He rests his horn on your head, seconds from his devastating finisher.
>With renewed strength you thrust your fist upwards, hitting him in the jaw and casting his head to the ceiling.
>The orb flies out of his horn, travelling outwards away from you.
“Now who’s the swine?”
 
>You stand up and wrap your arm around his neck, pinning him in your armpit.
>He bucks with his back legs, but only manages to hit air.
>You pull upwards and keep his head low, snapping his spine.
>He falls from your grasp completely paralyzed from the neck down.
“Next time, just kill me outright.”
>You walk away with some of your strength restored, but still not at 100%.
>The defeated creature clicks a few times as your back is turned to it.
>He should have taken your advice.
 
>In a final act of defiance the changeling charges up another blast, the green glow giving him away.
>You draw your sword and turn to make short work of him.
>As you approach, you realize he’s not holding back, using every ounce of his energy to defeat you.
>It’s not a projectile he’s charging, it’s a bomb.
>You turn and sprint as fast as your feet can carry you dropping your sword in the mess.
>The light intensifies, a shockwave bellowing from his location as the bomb detonates.
 
>The blast accelerates faster than you do, catching up quickly.
>You take cover behind some rocks in a last ditch effort to escape the explosion.
>Flame engulfs you in your final moments, green the last thing you see.
>Or so you thought.
>You open your eyes seconds later, greeted by the looming darkness.
>The familiar stone walls do not invoke fear, merely curiosity.
>”Don’t think you’d get off that easily.”
 
>You back away from Chrysalis as she walks towards you.
>”I thought I had left you for dead, I see I was wrong.”
“You won’t get a chance to try again.”
>She laughs, “We’ll see about that.”
>”No we won’t.”
>Twilight steps out from the shadows, slightly bruised and worn.
>”I won’t give you that chance.”
 
“Twilight stay back. She wants you to attack her again.”
>”Then she’ll get it.”
>Twilight lunges at Chrysalis who merely smiles and disappears in her murky flame.
>”You might have stood against me evenly before, but now that I have taken Anon’s love, you stand no chance.”
>Her voice circles you teasingly, tearing down your will.
“Your overconfidence is your weakness.”
>”Your faith in your friends is yours.”
 
>”We’ll stand strong, you won’t overtake us.”
>”Then I might have to split you apart.”
“What are you-“
>Spirals of green flame overtake Twilight, closing in on her.
“Twilight!”
>You reach towards her, the flames forcing you to back off.
>”Don’t fall for her tricks. I’ll be back!”
>A portal appears beneath her, sucking her into the earth and away from view.
 
>You’re left alone once more, though you can’t help but feel watched.
>”Alone at last. Oh Anon, how I missed you.”
>You stick to your stance, knowing she could strike at any moment.
>”That isn’t very nice of you, here let’s just change that demeanor of yours.”
>A green bullet tears through the air striking you in the elbow.
>It seeps right through your armor, sending shivers up your arm.
>You begin to lose feeling in your arm, not control just feeling.
>”Isn’t that relaxing, let it flow into you.”
 
>Another strikes your thigh and neck the chilling calm seeping into you.
>It feels so right… You just want to lie down and…
“No!” you scream resisting the temptation, “You won’t will me down.”
>”Disappointing, but a bit premature. We’ll see if you can live up to that statement.”
>Silence follows with her seeming departure.
“Chrysalis?”
>No response, just silence.
 
>”Anon?” Twilight’s voice calls from down the hall.
>”I’m coming Anon.”
>You wait for ‘Twilight’, sticking to your stance.
>She enters the chamber, giving you a look of curiosity and relief.
>”I thought I’d lost you.”
“I’m sure you did.”
 
>She steps closer, only for you to step back.
>”Anon it’s me, Twilight. I said I’d be back.”
“You also said not to fall for her tricks, and I plan on doing that.”
>”You don’t trust me…”
“I can’t trust you, you should understand that.”
>She nods her head, “I do. I could be Chrysalis in disguise. You wouldn’t be able to know.”
 
>You stare at each other awkwardly, each unsure on how to act.
“Where’d you end up?”
>”After I was teleported, just down the hall strangely enough. Seems like a waste of magic to me.”
“Yeah, Chrysalis would be pretty stupid to do that.”
>”Indeed she would.”
>You ponder her answer, not swaying your opinion either way.
>You hoped this would be easier.
 
>”How’re you here?” she asks, “I thought she drained you of your strength.”
“Blood Stone. Use it for light, destroy it for life. Basics of course.”
>”I’m sure it’s much more complex. I’d like to have studied it.”
“It’s magic, doesn’t have to explain shit.”
>She laughs, “Sounds like Pinkie alright.”
>Yeah, Pinkie… You wonder how they’re doing…
 
>”They’re safe Anon, they left before the cave collapsed.”
“You know how I feel about you reading my mind.”
>She shakes her head, “It doesn’t take magic to know what you were thinking.”
>That sounds like the Twilight you know. Maybe she’s the real one after all.
>”H-help me…”
>The soft voice turns your attention away from her and towards the other end of the room.
>A second Twilight enters, her wounds… it pains you to see.
 
>”Anon…” *cough*
>A dribble of blood rolls out of her mouth as she stumbles towards you.
>Not to Twilight…
>”Anon, wait it’s a trick!”
>She’s not fooling you now. You rush over to her, catching her as she falls.
>She can barely lift her hooves they’re so weak.
>The changelings… No force in the world can protect from you…
 
>”You *cough cough* came.”
“I said I would.”
>”Anon listen to me that’s not Twilight.”
>She flinches as you touch her wounds, reeling back from the pain.
>You feel her pain, every cut and scratch. You did this to her, just like Chrysalis said you would.
>Her death is on your hands. Only you had that kind of power.
 
>Tears form in her eyes as she hugs you, clinging onto you for dear life.
>You stroke her blood-splattered mane reassuringly.
“It’s going to be alright, I’m here now.”
>”Tha- nk you.”
>”I’m telling you Anon, that’s Chrysalis! She’s trying to trick you.”
>You look back at her with scorn, still holding onto the wounded Twilight.
>How could she be so naïve?
 
>Your anger turns into a slight grin as you scratch Twilight behind the ear.
“I know.”
>Your hidden blade pierces the back of her skull, driving straight into her head.
>Her eyes go wide as you twist it mercilessly.
“Overconfidence is your weakness,” you say gripping onto her mane.
>She bucks wildly with enough strength to knock you away.
>Twilight helps you back up as Chrysalis’s form shifts uncontrollably.
 
>Her blood shifts from blue to green to red seamlessly as she tries to focus on one form.
>”Im- poss…”
>She falls to the floor, her blood coating the cold stone.
>She spasms, losing full control of her bodily functions.
“Have a little faith Twilight. I’m not as dumb as I look.”
>You watch as the light fades from her green luminescent eyes, leaving them barren and lifeless.
“May you rot in the bowels of Tartarus for all eternity.”
 
>Twilight latches onto you, and you hug her all the same.
>You teased her with your mistrust. You made her think she’d lost you.
>”If you ever do that again I’ll kill you.”
>You tighten your hold, keeping her as close as possible.
“Never…”
 
>Your arm feels almost weightless without your gauntlet on, the extra weight something you grew used to.
>You tug on your folds and peer outwards once more, looking over the crowd.
>Luna sits on the balcony, everwatching for trouble, but you suspect she’s not just here on business.
>The mane 6 stand across from you, healthy as can be now that they’re back to civilized life.
>Flash stands beside you, being there for you through your ordeal.
 
>You find your father in the crowd with a dozen bodyguards surrounding him.
>He wasn’t willing to part ways with you after the war, but he accepted your wishes.
>You nod to him, who firmly nods back, maybe even happy for you.
>Who knows what goes on in that brain of his?
>“I would guess many things.”
>You laugh and turn to Celestia, standing above you.
“Still the snoopy one I see.”
 
>She smiles kindly, “He’s proud of you.”
“Somehow I think that’s a stretch.”
>”He doesn’t agree, but he is. You’re doing what you wish to do, not what he wills.”
“I only hope this works out better than last time.”
>”I’m sure it will.”
>The chirping of birds signals the start, and you look down to the entrance.
“Beautiful…”
 
>She walks down the aisle, her head flushed with embarrassment.
>You share her feelings, but stave off blushing, at least in front of your father.
>The fillies perform their flower display, skipping happily down the aisle.
>Shining Armor stands at her side, escorting her down to meet you.
>He shakes your hand, “Treat her good you hear?”
“Always and forever.”
>He stands behind Flash, taking his place among your fellows.
 
>Twilight steps up beside you, smiling like a little school girl.
“You ready?”
>She nods happily, barely containing her excitement.
>Celestia takes this as her cue, clearing her throat to gain everyp0nies attention.
>”Mares and gentlecolts, we are gathered here today to witness the union of Twilight Sparkle and Prince Anon of Glaemar.”
>Finally the moment that you’ve been waiting for is here. The most important decision of your life, and you wouldn’t change it for the world.
 
>“Love is a special kind of magic, one that cannot simply be broken or torn. It is stronger than any armor, and will outlast the world itself.”
>“These two find themselves under its spell, and even the test of war was unable to shake its hold.”
>”The strength of their commitment is clear. The power of their love, undeniable.”
>”Twilight Sparkle, do you take Prince Anon to be your husband, to care for and cherish, in sickness and in health?”
>”I do.”
 
>”And do you, Prince Anon, take Twilight Sparkle to be your wedded wife, to care for and cherish in sickness and in health?”
“I do.”
>”May we have the rings please?”
>Spike raises them, Celestia placing them on you and Twilight.
“I hereby pronounce you husband and wife.”
>They cheer as you kiss Twilight, eyes cast away at Rainbow Dash’s sonic rainboom.
 
>”I love you Anon.”
>You hug her, tears running onto your back.
“I love you too Twilight.”
>And they lived happily ever after…
>The End.
”Twilight! I finally finished it!”
 
>She butts into your room, looking over your shoulder.
>”So you did, well let’s have a look.”
>She levitates the book away from you, reading it as you follow her.
>The two of you lie down on the couch, snuggling up next to the fireplace.
>”Anon dear…”
“Yes?” you reply expectantly.
>”Stick to your day job.”
>You smile and rub her swollen belly.
>Today was a good day.
 
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>”Are you sure? We don’t have to if you don’t want.”
“I’m sure Twilight. I’ve seen your home and you’ve always wanted to see mine. I promise this won’t be like my last surprise.”
>”You know it won’t be good for… well…”
>You give her a hug and help her onto the boat.
“I promise, I’ll do whatever I can to protect the two of you.”
>She smiles and leans into you, her legs having trouble standing for two.
“All aboard!”
>You find your room, a nice sized cabin at the stern of the ship.
>She sits onto the bed, fatigued from her journey.
“The journey is by far the best part.”
>You find the small balcony just outside your cabin and watch as you sail away from Equestria.
>”How does it look?”
“Beautiful.”
 
>You grip the railing as an ache forms in the center of your skull.
“Is it just me or is everything really bright?”
>You lean on the rails and grab your sword tight, the pain getting worse.
>”Are you alright Anon?”
>You try to respond but an agonizing rush catches your voice.
>All you can manage is a groan.
>”Anon! I’m coming.”
>As you step forward you trip on the slippery floor, your vision fading into white.
>You await the hard wooden boards, instead met by damp grass and dirt.
“T-Twilight?”
>You look around, the boat gone, instead you find yourself in what looks like the Everfree Forest.
>Twilight, where is she?!
 
>Voices come from nearby and you pick yourself up.
>You track them down, five men on an open field.
>They’re not Erredians, they’re not big enough, though the guy in the burnt shirt has the muscle.
>You eavesdrop on their conversation, mainly just bickering.
>They seem to be just about as confused as you are.
>They’re in the same boat as you, you don’t know how you know, but you do.
>These men look dangerous, but you don’t sense that they’d do you harm.
>”Yeah, and it’s the same as every other guy here if I’m correct,” the big one barks.
>”Except for me,” the guy in the jacket replies.
>”Do what your brother said and shut up. I’m trying to figure this shit out.”
>You step out from hiding.
“That’s something I’d like to hear.”