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<div dir="ltr" class="mw-geshi mw-code mw-content-ltr"><div class="gettext source-gettext">&#160;<br />&#160;This is based off a series of stories by Slasher Science called the <span class="br0">&#91;</span>INDEX<span class="br0">&#93;</span>. You can find his stories here: http://pastebin.com/u/Slasher_Science<br />This particular story takes place after the events of the first half of his finale, <span class="br0">&#91;</span>INDEX<span class="br0">&#93;</span> <span class="nu0">1</span>/<span class="nu0">2</span>: http://pastebin.com/TG5PMV04<br />This is how I personally would end the series. This is not meant to be canon.<br />&#160;<br />Nebulus suggests that this music fits the scenes well: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DJ0c4vv2aoM&amp;t=60m15s<br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look down at your bloodstained hands.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your horrible, bloodstained hands.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The red fluid that coats them seeps into the deepest cracks in your skin.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You will be forever tainted by it.</span><br />&quot;She'll reset it. She'll reset it. She'll reset it.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You chant your mantra to yourself, in the hope that somehow repeating it enough will make it true.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look up to the grizzly scene of the murders.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;All those foals, coated in blood.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Their staring eyes all look at you with quickly vanishing hope.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Their bodies cool.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can feel the chill of the atmosphere as it turns icy with their lingering spirits.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Why, Anon...?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look to your left.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Cheerilee is walking towards you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her entrails drag along behind her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Why did you do it...?&quot;</span><br />&quot;I had to... I had to! She has to come and reset it!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Cheerilee looks at you with a hurt expression.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;One of her eyes weeps tears.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They carve clear rivulets through the blood on her face to show her purple fur underneath.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The other eye still has a pair of scissors sticking into it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It impales her eyelid to her cornea.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You crumple under her withering stare.</span><br />&quot;I HAD TO! SHE'LL RESET IT! SHE'LL RESET IT!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You breathe heavily as the foals stand up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is what you wanted, right?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wanted them all to be alive.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;[MOTHER] has come.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She will keep you clean.</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You jolt up in bed with a scream.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hyperventilate, trying to comprehend what just happened.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was all a dream.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But the murders weren't.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You catch your breath and raise your hands to wipe off the cold sheen of sweat that sticks to your forehead.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you bring your hand down you see red.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You gasp and blink.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No, it's just sweat.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But it might as well have been blood.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get up, noting the new day.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia continues her duties as if nothing had happened...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The guards haven't come to collect you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Is that Twilight's doing as well?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stare out the window at the rolling, green fields of Equestria.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They look just as picturesque as the first day you arrived here.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's hard to believe that such atrocities have been committed on this hallowed soil.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not just by your hands.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But by the hooves of Twilight Sparkle.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It makes you sick to your stomach to think of all the things you've experienced.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;All the things she put you through.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were nothing more than her plaything.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The acts you performed yesterday were the first step in gaining your freedom from her tyranny.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Or at least, that's what Discord tells you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You walk to your bathroom.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Consider shaving.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Decide against it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shower. Just about.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look in the mirror.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A man with sunken eyes and stubble looks back at you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You need an aspirin.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You open the medicine cabinet that you were just looking into.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take out the pills.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A couple should do.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Take them without water.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You replace the pill bottle and close the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A familiar purple face stares back at you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;HeLlO, aNoN. yOu'Ve BeEn A nAuGhTy BoY.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You turn away from the horrific visage of Twilight Sparkle that stares at you in the mirror.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shut your eyes, but you know that face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It haunts your dreams.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Blood streaks from her blackened eyes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her grin stretches from ear to ear, ever mocking.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's a sight that has been burned into your brain since the first time you saw it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why did she let you remember...?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were better off in the ignorance of being reset.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It takes you a few seconds to muster the courage, but you open your eyes once more.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look back to the mirror.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It obediently reflects yourself.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shake your head.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You need to take this up with Discord.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You continue your daily routine.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If you're going to face a god, you might as well be presentable.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You head downstairs for breakfast.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Discord is already in the kitchen, talking to the salt and pepper shakers.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So then I said to them, that's not a horse! That's my wife!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Discord doubles over in laughter.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The salt and pepper shakers tinkle as they mimic his actions.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You ignore his antics.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're not in the mood.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, dear Anon! Hello! Isn't it a wonderful day? Perfect for a showdown.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You grunt in response as you pull out the milk for your cereal.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, you're not being a sourpuss still, are you? Honestly, after murdering the first few ponies, I don't see what the big deal is!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;His glib comments on the value of equine life do nothing to ease your quaking heart and shaking hands.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You try to ignore him further and start pouring your cereal into your bowl.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I mean, there wasn't that much screaming anyway. You got Sweetie Belle first. She's the loudest, and you really CUT her off! Haw haw haw!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You spill the milk onto the table.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your free hand slams down onto the table on the other side of the bowl.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You didn't even realise it was clenched into a fist.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You breathe deeply.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The milk pours and spills further.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Discord is silent for once.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You recompose yourself and right the milk bottle.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't bother to clean up the spilled milk.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She can reset it.</span><br />&quot;Why hasn't she come?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You know, I'm not entirely sure. I know she felt it. She felt it the first time you gripped that knife. She knows when you act out of bounds.&quot;</span><br />&quot;WHAT?! Then why did you make me kill all of those ponies?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well, we had to make sure... It's so uncharacteristic of you, she had to take notice. Though, in case you hadn't noticed, my name is Discord. It's kind of a big clue.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hate teaming up with this clown.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He may be the only one that can help you with the [INDEX], but you don't have to enjoy his company.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Just relax, Anon. Take it easy! Twilight will come. I'm sure she's just taking a while to plan out what she'll do to punish you.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Gee. Thanks.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yeah, you pissed off the invincible godmonster.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That probably wasn't the best idea.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But it's the only way to get her to come back from Earth.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She already got your mother.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your real mother.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So now she thinks you retaliated by messing up the school.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her school.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her town.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She doesn't like things that are out of order.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's going to kill you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Or worse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look down at your cereal.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're suddenly not hungry anymore.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Are you going to eat that, Anon?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Knock yourself out.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You push the bowl to Discord who picks up the salt and pepper shakers and tips them out onto the cereal.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He holds the bowl up to his lips and drinks the china.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He looks pensively at the remaining milk, cereal and spoon ensemble.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He throws the milk on the table.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It shatters.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey, Anon! Did you know that your cereal is trying to spell out a sentence? It says:&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He levitates the freed grains up into the air.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;OOOOOOOOOOOOO.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Today is going to be a bad day.</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wait.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's the waiting that's the hardest part, they say.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The anticipation of the unknown.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Or rather,</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You know exactly what is coming.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A pissed off unicorn.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's simply a matter of time.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You think you know what she's capable of.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But this is completely new.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You've never done anything like this before.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Which is why she'll be unpredictable.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's never had to react to anything like this before.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sit in silence, trying to run through the possible outcomes of this situation.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Either she'll be so mad, she'll incinerate you on the spot.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Or she'll be so mad, she'll come full circle and be sane again, allowing you to finally escape this hell.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That's probably not likely.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And even if she does give you a fighting chance, what can you do to her?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;How do you fight her?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When you were a child you had the support of Luna.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But even then, you couldn't stop Twilight.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What more can you do now?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well, admittedly you have a new ally...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look up at Discord.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He's having a good chat with your hat stand.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The hat stand is taking it quite well.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hate to say it, but you aren't feeling too confident.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What can you do to her?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She shrugs off death itself.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She feeds off your pain.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's put you through so many horrors, and has a million more planned for you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The worst thing she did was that she let you remember.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She let you remember it all.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The horrible, horrible things she did to you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The things she made you do...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sweetie Belle...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're so sorry.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hold your head in your hands.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't hold it in anymore.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cry.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Discord takes notice and floats over to you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He presents you with a box of tissues that he conjured out of thin air.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You push them away.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;There, there, Anon... It's not the end of the world. It could be. I could make it the end of the world if it'd make you feel better.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look up at Discord with hate in your eyes.</span><br />&quot;You... WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME? You're almost as bad as her!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Discord feigns injury at your harsh words.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Moi? Please. Don't compare me to her. I was the one who created the [INDEX] for good! Do you know why your father did it? He was a bit like you, you know. Always wanting the best for everyone. He even managed to convince me. He worked on a ward in a hospital on Earth, and was sick of seeing people die. All those people that he worked so hard to save&#160;? gone in an instant. Lost to the void, never to be returned. So he came up with a plan. He thought that if he could save everything about a person in a snapshot, he could create a library of them. He could simply recall everything about them and bring them back! It worked...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well, that's a lie. It almost worked. He didn't have enough data. He needed more. The people that he revived had facts missing about them. Sure, he had their favourite food, and their relatives names, but they were missing things about their childhood. Their favourite TV shows. He needed more information. Their likes, dislikes, how they reacted in certain situations, their fetishes, their turn-ons and turn-offs, how they reacted under stress, how they reacted in death. All these things make up a person. Twilight is suffering the same thing. She wants more data. She wants to know everything about you. The [INDEX] is created for that purpose. To catalogue everything about you. She won't stop until it's done. But you won't stop growing as a person. It's pointless. Your father realised that, thankfully. He stopped.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stare at Discord, mouth agape.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're in shock.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is such a revelation for you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You thought your father was nothing more than a scumbag who left your mother to take care of you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You never would have imagined him capable of thinking of anyone other than himself.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can see from Discord's story that you were wrong.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;His heart was in the right place, even if his methods were flawed.</span><br />&quot;It doesn't absolve him of his responsibility. The <span class="br0">&#91;</span>INDEX<span class="br0">&#93;</span> is evil and must be stopped.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, I agree completely. It was a mistake. A grave one.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For the first time you see a look on Discord's face that comes close to remorse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You thought the trickster god was incapable of anything other than twisted mirth.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Discord floats away to his hat stand again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I won't ask for your forgiveness, Anon. I don't deserve it. But when the time comes, know that you don't have to do anything. I'll handle it.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Hmph. We'll see.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Discord's lips turn up in a wry smile.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Indeed. One more thing, Anon.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You're not crying anymore.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He's right.</span><br />&quot;Thanks, Discord. You always know just what to say.&quot;<br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Night comes and brings its veil of darkness with it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The landscape is covered by a swathe of blackness.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It only adds to your anxiety.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You'd like to see your death coming.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look out your kitchen window.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The moonlight from Luna's moon shines down on the rolling hills.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's so serene.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Looking at it makes you forget all your worries.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sigh a deep sigh.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's full of emotion.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It expresses all your worries and all of your hopes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;How you long to be free from this curse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;How your life could be as peaceful as the still night.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are calm.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As calm as the cool night air outside.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe it'll stay like this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe it'll all be okay.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe-</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Good evening, Anon.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You whirl around to see to whom the startling female voice belongs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There, standing behind you is a diminutive, purple unicorn that you recognise as Twilight Sparkle.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her cute, purple eyes shine brightly in the moonlight as she smiles pleasantly at you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your own eyes are locked onto hers, transfixed in complete and utter dread.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's here.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She found you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Do you know why I've come here, Anon?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight takes a step forward.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't respond.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're paralyzed with fear.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You did something, didn't you? I felt it.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She takes another step forward.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her smile gets skewed into a predatory grin.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her eyelids lower to half mast.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You killed. You killed ponies. Lots of them. I felt each one of them die.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight approaches you and slowly circles you, like a shark closing in on its prey.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her tail sways and swats you as she walks past.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;That's very odd behaviour from you, Anon.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She completes her tour of your body and starts walking away from you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Suddenly her head snaps back with a sickening crunch of her neck.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I dOn'T lIkE iT.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She leans forward on her front legs and coils her hind legs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're still looking at her terrible, black eyes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The eyes that pierce into your soul.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;[MOTHER'S EYES]</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight bucks you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You fall.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The pain barely registers in your mind.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look straight up at the ceiling.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your body feels completely slack.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't think.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;All that occupies your thoughts is abject fear.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight's face enters your field of vision.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks down at you with tears of blood streaking down her face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;ThIs Is MoSt IrReGuLaR. i WiLl HaVe To PeRfOrM mOrE tEsTs.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's happening again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's going to rape you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Or have you raped.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Or simply rape your mind.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't want it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But what can you do?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;How can you fight?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There's nothing you can do...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can do nothing...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You smile.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can do nothing!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nothing!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;NOTHING!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;nothingnothingnothingnothing</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;FiRsT, lEt'S sTaRt WiTh SoMeThInG fAmIlIar.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight's horn shines.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her arcane magicks that were granted to her by the [INDEX] activate and distort reality to her will.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She transports you back to her library.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're lying in her bed on your side.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Snuggled up next to you is Twilight Sparkle herself, no longer equipped with her demonic features.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She sleeps peacefully beside you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Slowly, her eyelids flutter open.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey, there, Anon...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A purple hoof snakes under the covers and makes its way to your bare chest.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I had such a good time earlier, but I think I'm ready to go again...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her hoof travels southwards to your member.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The feeling of her unbearably soft coat on your skin sends tickling sensations to your brain.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She reaches your cock and strokes you gently.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You rise to the occasion.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight's horn glows and she rolls you onto your back.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Soon, after you're erect, she gets up and mounts you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stare at the ceiling.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She leans in to steal a kiss from your sealed lips.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't fight back.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her invading tongue forces its way into your mouth and violates every inch of you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Soon she has had her fill, and she withdraws.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For a split second, anger flashes across her face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She strokes her tail across your shaft.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well, even if you're not feeling perky, I know someone who is...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She backs up a little and starts to lower herself onto you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your manhood is soon enveloped in hot, wet warmth as you slip inside Twilight's hungry cunt.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She groans in satisfaction as she feels you inside of her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oooh... Anon... You're s-so... Big...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She moans compliments to you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Slowly, she raises herself off your shaft, enjoying the feeling of you raking her insides with your cock.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel the velvety touch of her inner walls.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They grip you firmly, making sure you feel every movement from her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She reaches the point where your head is threatening to breach her lips.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She holds you there for a moment.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then she slams her weight down on your hips.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your cock is assaulted by a sudden influx of sensation.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The friction burns and stimulates you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's rough, and she knows it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's trying to get a response from you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Again, she repeats her motions, bringing you to the edge slowly, then slamming herself back down.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Even if it's not doing anything for you, you can tell that it's doing something to her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her breath now comes in shallow pants, and her eyes are unfocused.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She stares at you half-heartedly, trying to split her concentration between staying upright and pleasuring both you and herself.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's unable to keep up her violent thrusts for long, and soon she slips into a more gentle, constant rhythm.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She drops her head to your chest and rests it on her forehooves.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Nngh... Are... You... Enjoying this...?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't respond.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stare at the ceiling.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight takes this as a sign of defiance and speeds up her motions.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She doubles the pace, pumping her flank up and down with obvious purpose.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a few thrusts she orgasms unexpectedly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her juices gush out over your groin and soak the bed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She shudders, but doesn't let up her pace.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She humps you sloppily still.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's uncoordinated, but determined.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She has one goal in her mind.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She wants to make you cum.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She'll manage it, too.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can feel yourself approaching your peak.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But despite this;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stare at the ceiling.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;nothingnothingnothingnothingnothing</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;A-Aaaahhhnn...!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight orgasms again, yet again drenching your thighs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her sex convulses and clenches, milking you for all you're worth.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her instinct achieves its goal and sends you rocketing over the edge.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cum thick strands of semen directly into her depths.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She feels your warmth inside her and throws her head back in a throaty moan.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She breathes heavily onto your chest.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her warm breath tickles your chest hair.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Was it good for you...?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't respond.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stare at the ceiling.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight slams her hooves on your chest in frustration.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;DAMMIT! WHAT KIND OF RESPONSE IS THAT?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It isn't one.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight's face contorts with anger and her irises burn red with rage.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;FiNe. If YoU wAnT tO pLaY rOuGh. LeT's PlAy RoUgH!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her horn glows with a light that seems to shine black.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's the inverse of light.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Soon the unholy spell that she is casting comes to a head and you're transported away once more.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You recognise where you are as somewhere in Twilight's basement.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With her powers she has modified the place, but you recognise the roots that come down from the ceiling.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight's maniacal grin comes into view as you stare upwards.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Today we're going to be performing surgery, Anon! Isn't that exciting?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't respond.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight scowls once more and levitates a scalpel into view.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You watch onwards, staring at some distant location straight ahead.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The scalpel is of no importance to you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't stop her anyway.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She'll just reset it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She'll just win.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You reflexively grimace as you feel the cold touch of metal penetrating your skin.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight is making her incision in your chest.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;From your collarbones she slices downwards to reach your solar plexus.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She makes two perpendicular cuts at the top and bottom of the first incision.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She levitates another knife into sight.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's a skinning knife.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't react.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The chilly metal touches nerves that should never have experienced what you're going through.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The knife does its job perfectly as it separates skin from muscle.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;By the time Twilight is done, the knife is warm and red with your blood.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Mmm... I can see you, Anon... I can see all of you...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She leans over you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can see that her face is marked with dots of blood.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your blood.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She lowers her head to your exposed chest.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her fur touches your sensitive, raw muscles.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You jerk involuntarily.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Leather straps impede your movement.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You only notice them now because this is the first thing you've done.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But you didn't do it on purpose.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't want to do anything.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stare at the ceiling.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight stares at your sinew, noting the wonderful marbling that adorns your chest.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You have just the right amount of fat, Anon... Have you been working out?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her tongue protrudes out of her mouth.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She licks across your chest.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She laps up the salty, metallic tasting blood that seeps out of your weeping chest.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She licks slowly, leaving a trail of fire that burns at your nerves.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It causes you to jerk and spasm slightly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But you stare at the ceiling.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight Sparkle has had enough.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;RAAAAAAAAARGH! DO SOMETHING! DON'T IGNORE ME!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She slams her forehooves on your chest once more.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The raw nerves that she touches scream their pain signals at your brain, pleading for you to make it stop.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't make it stop, though.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She'll keep doing what she wants.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There's no point in fighting.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight starts raining blows on your body.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She bruises every part of you that she can lay her reach on.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then she summons a hammer.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She levitates it in front of your face, making sure that you can see its pointed metal head.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then she brings it down on your knee.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your patella shatters instantly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She brings the hammer up and shatters your shin.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She continues her decimation of your body, shattering every bone she can lay her hooves on.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;At the end of it she stands panting over your battered body.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;All pretence of being normal has evaporated with her anger.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She stands in all of her demonic glory, her black eyes seething with unabated fury.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She stares deeply into your eyes, transmitting her disdain for your actions with her gaze.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;WhY wOn'T yOu FeEd Me?!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight's horn glows ominously once more.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It shines red, and suddenly your body is set aflame.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your skin crackles and pops as it burns.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It shrivels in the heat that it produces and cracks.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The pain is astounding.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So you stare at the ceiling.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight's scowl intensifies when she sees that she can't get a rise out of you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;YoU aRe MaKiNg Me AnGrY!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her horn glows once more.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You die.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well, dying isn't quite the right word for it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She breaks you down.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Each and every molecule in your body is broken down into its constituent atoms.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Those atoms are dispersed in an explosion.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Somehow, Twilight makes sure that you feel everything.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your consciousness receives impulses from your scattered body, which is screaming in pain at being so misshapen.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is a pain that should never have been experienced.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then all at once, the pain stops.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are lying in the basement once more, fully restored to health.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hear sobbing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Why...? What's happened...? All the scenarios are the same... He has the same reaction to everything! It doesn't make sense!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight is staring intently at a corkboard that is attached to a wall.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Tears&#160;? real tears are streaming down her face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What's happened to him?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Isn't this what you wanted, Twilight?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight jumps.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For the first time in a very long time she has been startled by the presence of something unexpected.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;D-Discord! What are you doing here?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ah ah. I asked you first. Isn't this what you wanted? To break him?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight assumes a battle stance and snorts in response.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You aren't in my plans, Discord. Get out!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Make me.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight's horn glows with the same unlight that transported you here to the basement.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It grows in intensity as she channels more and more magic into her spell.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The ground shakes in protest as Twilight digs into the leylines that run through the earth to power her spell.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And then it stops.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;WHY CAN'T I CAST ON YOU?!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Discord laughs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's a sinister laugh.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A laugh of mocking triumph.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Because, my dear, I am not part of your silly little [INDEX]. Why would I be? I created it, after all.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The shock on Twilight's face is clear as day.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Now, how about you answer my question? Didn't you want to break him?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yes! No! I don't know! He's not reacting right! This isn't anything like the simulations before!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight rifles through a messy stack of papers next to the corkboard.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I thought you wanted to know everything about him. Doesn't that include breaking him?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;He... He can't be broken! I tried already!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well, what if he had a little help?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight's expression changes from shock to fear.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Y-you! You did this to him!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, not quite. I gave him a little nudge. But there's no need to thank me. He's all yours, my dear! Enjoy!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Discord readies his claw, ready to snap and teleport away.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;W-wait! No! Put him back! He's useless like this!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Haha. You're the one with the [INDEX], Twilight. You fix him.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I- I tried! I can't reset him properly! He just... won't respond.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Discord pauses before getting a smug grin on his face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Then you won, Twilight. You broke him.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;BUT I DIDN'T FINISH IT! THE [INDEX] ISN'T COMPLETE!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;And it never will be. Not a lot of good is it, now?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Discord floats over to the corkboard and picks it up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;All this power, and you can't even finish the [INDEX]. Hmph. Makes you wonder, doesn't it?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;W-what?! TELL ME WHAT YOU KNOW!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well, it just makes me think about whether it's all worth it. What do you gain now by having the [INDEX]?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I-&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You can't do anything with it. He won't respond anymore. No matter what you put him through, it all comes up the same. No response. You'll never find out that piece of information that you're missing.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Discord spreads his arms and reality warps at his will.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The corkboard expands like a window, taking up more space than was originally in the room.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hundreds of thousands of post-it notes cover its surface, each one referring to a situation that Twilight put you in.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;At the centre of the maelstrom of paper is a photo.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And below your portrait is one question written in red.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;'What is his fetish?'</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Tell me how to fix it!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You can't.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I can reset!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It won't work.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'll... I'll...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight is flustered.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She has had her own way for so long now.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She has played god in her own little playset, and everyone has been forced to play along.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But now you don't want to play anymore, she's throwing her toys out the pram.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's not working.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Twilight... Did you ever try asking him nicely?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What...?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight's hideous visage morphs back to that of a normal pony.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She is a small, purple unicorn, staring intently up at Discord, who is acting as her mentor.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It seems to me that the easiest way to find out would be to ask him.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She nods innocently at Discord and gallops over to you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She pounces on your chest and looks into your eyes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon! Anon! Wake up! What's your fetish! Tell me!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;ANON! TELL ME! JUST TELL ME!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stare at the ceiling.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight starts slapping you around the face with a hoof.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;TELL ME TELL ME TELL ME TELL ME!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You roll with the blows.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't respond.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight stops hitting you, realising that she's not getting anywhere.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fat tears start to well up in the corners of her eyes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;N-no... I can't lose him... I need to know!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Twilight, it's over...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight unleashes her full power, blasting Discord back with the concussive blast of magic.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The universe churns at her dominance.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shift to a world where Fluttershy is pegging you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Perception shifts once more and you find yourself staring at Zecora as she is being raped by two burly stallions.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Reality shifts like smoke on water and a new scene paints itself in front of your eyes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You go snowboarding and break your leg.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get raped by a robot version of Sweetie Belle.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't sleep.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Timberwolves attack you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Over and over again you're thrust into situation after situation, each meeting with various grizzly endings.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Every time, you don't react.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;nothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothingnothing</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Because what can a mortal do to a god?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;ALL OF THEM! They're exactly the same! Why won't it work anymore?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I already told you...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I CAN'T COMPLETE IT!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight throws herself over your chest and sobs heavily.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I can't complete it...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Twilight, you know there's only one way to try and fix him now, don't you...?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Discord comes and lays a comforting paw on Twilight's shoulder.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks up at him with teary eyes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You need to reset everything. The [INDEX] must be destroyed.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight absorbs Discord's words.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It takes a few seconds for her to comprehend them.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But soon the understanding is clear in her eyes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She nods.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;There's... There's no use for it anymore. I'll never find out by using it... He's lost to me while I still have it.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;When you get back, you need to give it to Celestia.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Panic fills Twilight.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;B-but... She'll know! She'll know all the things I did!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Discord nods sagely.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yes. And you deserve to be punished for it. You hurt so many ponies, even if the scars don't show. Look at Anon. Look at Anon now and tell me that you didn't hurt him.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks into your emotionless eyes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stare at the ceiling.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For the first time in years Twilight looks at you and feels compassion.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She understands what she has done to you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She understands that she has broken you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She understands the cost of her victory.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I hurt him. I hurt my friends. I'll do it...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She leans in close to your face and whispers to you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I really did love you, Anon. I just wanted you all to myself...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She hovers close to you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then she plants a peck on your lips.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her final indulgence before the world collapses.</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;How could you? HOW DARE YOU?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A pink hoof flies towards your jaw.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't try and block it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It slams into your face, rattling your teeth before the impact travels through your body.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Once the force has caught up with you, you go spiralling through the air to land in a crumpled heap.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I TRUSTED YOU! HOW DARE YOU DO THAT TO ME!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie Pie screams at you yet again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her straight mane signifies how badly you hurt her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The disapproving glares from the rest of your former friends compound her accusations.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I thought you were my friend!&quot;</span><br />&quot;I... I am, Pinkie, I-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Another hoof sends you careening backwards across the floor.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can taste the blood on your tongue.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ah don't think you have a leg to stand on, Twi. Ah don't think that friends do that to other friends.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;We remember everything. How could you do those things to us? How could you do that to poor Anon! HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO FLUTTERSHY?!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You struggle to get your hooves underneath you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stand woozily, and lift your head to face your accusers.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;4 pairs of eyes stare at you angrily.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There is righteous indignation in their gazes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The final pony that isn't looking at you is sobbing behind the defensive wall of mares in front of her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy is a shivering wreck.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She remembers everything you put her through.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;All the deaths.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;All the rape.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's traumatized, and she will be for life.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You want to explain to them what happened.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;How you weren't in your right mind.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But you don't think they want to listen.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So you simply avoid their gazes and look at the floor.</span><br />&quot;Take me to Celestia.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Spike initially protests when the rest of your friends ask him to send a letter to Celestia.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He relents when you pipe up and order him.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You say it with a smile.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You need to stay strong for him.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The guards arrive shortly and transport the six of you to Canterlot.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Princess Celestia cleared all her current appointments to see you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get an audience immediately.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Despite your compliance, the rest of the mane six feel it necessary to frog march you to the throne room.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You weren't going to run away.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Discord was right.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You needed to pay for your crimes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The gigantic double doors to the throne room open to reveal the regal decor of the royal throne room.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Seated atop a set of stairs on a great golden throne sits the regent of the sun, Princess Celestia.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your mentor.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks concerned.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The guards allow your approach.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You and your friends all bow to her in reverence.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She speaks first.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Twilight Sparkle, I am quite confused as to what has happened in Ponyville. Your letter concerns me greatly. Is it true, what your friends have said? Did you unleash the power of the index?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hang your head in shame.</span><br />&quot;It is true. I did.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia's face falls in obvious sorrow.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You understand that it is forbidden magic, don't you, Twilight? I taught you the consequences of using such magic quite thoroughly.&quot;</span><br />&quot;I do, Princess.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can see, despite Celestia's well practiced royal face, that internally her heart is breaking.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A tear manages to break her facade.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Then, come. Approach me so that I may see the extent of your crimes.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You meekly walk up the stairs to her throne.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You limp all of the way.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack hurt your ankle earlier when she was beating you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sit in front of Celestia.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She takes your face in between her hooves.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wince as she touches your black eye.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She lowers her head and touches her horn to yours.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Instantly you feel her presence searching through your memories.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't resist.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You let her see the full extent of your depravity.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She experiences the years of horror that you subjected Anon to.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Experiment after experiment, each one more horrific than the last.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The time passes in an instant, and you're brought with a lurch back to the real world.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Princess Celestia recoils and turns to the side of her throne.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She vomits.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She turns back to you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Where once there was compassion and sorrow in her eyes, there is nothing but malice.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;How dare you? How could you? Had I not taught you better than that?&quot;</span><br />&quot;I wasn't in control of my actions!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;The things you did... They were spawned of your own mind. I cannot let you abide in my kingdom, Twilight. You are far too powerful and sick.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Princess Celestia had always been like a mother to you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It hurts you to hear these words come from her mouth.</span><br />&quot;P-please! Forgive me! I know what I did! I know that it was wrong!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Princess Celestia simply turns her head and refuses to look at you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I shall leave the deciding vote to the one here that you have hurt the most. Fluttershy?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Meek, mild Fluttershy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She is still shaking from the memories that you returned to her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But Princess Celestia's words seem to snap her out of her waking nightmare.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She strides confidently from behind Rainbow Dash, who was shielding her from you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks you straight in the eyes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Make her suffer.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Princess Celestia needs no more encouragement as her horn shines with potent magic.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Twilight Sparkle, I hereby banish you for 2000 years for your crimes against the elements of harmony, Anon, the sole human in Equestria and ambassador for the human species and for the murders of Berry Punch and Anon's mother. You will be imprisoned in a prison dimension, from which there is no escape except for my decree. May you reflect and learn from your mistakes.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This can't be happening!</span><br />&quot;N-no! Please! N-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia's horn flashes brightly, blinding you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When you open your eyes, you think you're blind still.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You illuminate your horn.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're in a box.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's as tall as it is wide and long.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And that is only a pony length.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You place your hooves on the wall.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You try to push.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's solid.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel cold.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You push again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your hind leg slips and you fall forward onto the wall.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stick to it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gravity seems to be fluid here.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pick yourself up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're trapped.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There's no food.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No water.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No light.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No escape.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is your prison for the next 2000 years.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When you think about it,</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Perhaps it's not long enough.</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stare up into the bright blue sky.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There is no ceiling to stare at here.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But you do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So many times you have been in this position.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can see the orange leaves of the tree that marked the start of a new journey of pain.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's all so familiar.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But it could all be a trick.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight said she was destroying the [INDEX], but this could just be another attempt to lure you into a false sense of security.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So you wait.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Time passes, and you hear the flutter of wings.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A yellow face looks into yours.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's framed by wonderful pink hair.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy's teal eyes peer questioningly into yours.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;A-anon...? Are you okay?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't respond.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stare at the sky.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy drags you up and props you against the tree.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon, speak to me. It's over. She's gone.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy starts to tear up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon... I'm sorry for what I did. I'm sorry for everything that happened. We both got hurt. But I need you to come back to me. Come back...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She nuzzles your chest.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel the wetness of her tears through your shirt.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She cries for a while longer, then lifts her head.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She realises that she isn't making any progress.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks into your dead eyes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She leans forward.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's just like Twilight in the end...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She stops as her lips are about to graze yours.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She pulls away.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She shakes her head and smiles.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No more. I won't do that anymore. I'm not like her.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She flaps her wings and takes to the sky.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'll come back, Anon. I'll keep you safe.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She flies away out of sight.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Time passes yet again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't pay attention.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then a small, white unicorn filly appears on the road next to the meadow.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She trots her way to you with purpose.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You recognise her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's Sweetie Belle.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is how it begins.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You won't react.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is what Twilight wants.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sweetie comes up to you and places her forehooves on your lap.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hi!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is how it always begins.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hi! Anon! Are you okay?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What did she just say?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon, it's me, Sweetie Belle! Are you okay?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look at Sweetie Belle's wide, green eyes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They're full of so much innocence.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Surely she remembers too.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;How can she just shrug it off?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon! Talk to me! What's wrong with you?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks hurt that you're giving her the cold shoulder.</span><br />&quot;I- I...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Are you feeling alright?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She reaches up on her hind legs and places a forehoof to your forehead.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can smell her vanilla scent at this range...</span><br />&quot;I... I'm fine.&quot;<br />&#160;<br />END</div></div>




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