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- >Be Twilight Sparkle.
- >You are peacefully reading a book in the study of your castle.
- >You were apprehensive at first but thanks to your friends it was starting to become quite coz—
- >The door slamming open cuts off your train of thought.
- >Spike scampers in, his forehead covered in sweat from the effort of his flight.
- >”Twilight, the castle is on fire again!”
- >You groan loudly.
- >So much for peace and quiet.
- >And you have a good idea who to thank for this.
- >With a loud pop, you teleport from the study to a balcony.
- >A peek over the railing reveals the source of Spike’s distress.
- >A bonfire was raging near a corner of your castle.
- >It was big enough to burn a sizeable amount of foliage but not enough to do any real damage to the crystalline structure.
- >Upturning the nearby soil with your magic, you levitate the load over the bonfire.
- >Releasing your hold, the pounds of soil douse the flames instantly.
- >”Curse you, Twilight Sparkle!”
- >The outburst draws your attention to some nearby bushes.
- >They rustle as a bipedal shape emerges.
- >From here you can see he was wearing a shirt with a sun haphazardly painted unto it.
- >Your clench your eyes into a glare.
- “Anonymous.”
- >”Heathen,” he hisses at you
- >You shake your head in frustration.
- >When Anonymous had appeared in Ponyville, he had almost immediately dedicated himself to Celestia.
- >Placing posters everywhere, conducting chants at the crack of dawn, and burning sacrifices at sunset.
- >Thankfully he only burned sweets.
- >He was a bit overbearing but was relatively harmless.
- >That is until you were coronated.
- >Ever since then he’s tried to remove your wings and destroy your castle.
- >You had wondered why he doesn’t harass Princess Luna and Cadance.
- >You had chalked it up to laziness.
- >If he wasn’t so inept, he might have been a threat.
- >Right now he was just a pain in your flank.
- “This is the fifth time you’ve tried to burn down my castle. When are you going to give you up?!”
- >He shakes a fist at you, “I’ll never accept a false goddess! Yield your wings and castle and I may give you a merciful end!”
- “Princess Celestia is the one who gave me my wings!”
- >”Lies! You dare besmirch the holy flank with falsehoods? I’ll have your tongue for that!”
- >Gritting your teeth, you abandon reasoning with him.
- “STOP BURNING MY CASTLE!”
- >”Never!” Before you can retort he dives back into the bushes.
- >As he makes his escape, he yells back once more.
- >”PRAISE THE SUN, BITCH!”
- >It was a heretical kind of day.
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