CYOA - Day 2

>You wake up from your dream not remembering what it was about
>you make your way to the bathroom and get yourself cleaned up and then you out on some clothes and head downstaird
>you fix yourself a bowl of cereal and munch on it
>as you eat your cereal Dusty and Speck join you for breakfast, DUsty looking like her usual self and Speck like she had just crawled out of bed, her mane and tail messy and all over the place
"Morning Anonymous"
"Mornin'"
>you give a nod in their general direction as you munch your cereal
>Soon the three of you once again sit at the kitchen counter
>"So, I was thinking of checking out the village today, is there anything you two would need my help for, you know since I am living here and all"
>Speck is the first one to speak
"No, nothing comes to mind"
"Actually sister, since he is volunteering he might help me in the evening, I need to clean a bit of the garden"
>"I'll do it. When exactly do you need me to help you?"
"I'll be home for the whole day anyway so no set time, just as long it won't be too late in the evening"
"Awww Dusty, taking him all for yourself for the evening, you naughty girl~"
>Dusty sighs at Speck
"Very funny sister"
>soon the breakfast is done and the three of you go to do your own seperate things
>as you approach your room you can't help but to notice yet again something light blue in the corner of your eye, but the moment you turned to look what it was, it was already gone
>not thinking much of it, you orepare and then leave for the village
>it is a beautifull sunny day and the creepy mansion is soon left behind as you arrive to the edge of the village
>as you walk around you notice that the village is much larger than you imagined
>there are mothponies everywhere going on with their daily lives
>some stare at you, some only take a small look at you, some do not even pay attention to you
>as you arrive to what you believe to be the village center you take a look around
>there's a small park where a bunch of young mothponies are playing around
>there's also a cafe where mothponies are sipping on their refreshemnts
>you also spy a trio of mothponies looking at you in wonder
>one mothpony seems to have fallen asleep on the bench
>you also notice some mothponies walking with gear on, most likely against that rot that you heard of
>you stand there, pondering what you should do next. You could always check out the shops for something, try to make new friends, explore the area or the village, the possibilities are endless.

>This does not feel right
>these...heretics of their own race
>all this heresy around you, a despicable world
>you walk over to the bakery and look at the pastries
>they reek with the foul stench of heresy
>you start to grab the yummy things and throw them to the ground
"Sir what are y-"
>you interrupt the salesmoth
>"THIS IS HERESY! I WILL CLEANSE THE UNCLEAN!"
>you punch the shopkeeper in the face as a few mothponies get up in panic
>"AND YOU!"
>you point at a chair
>"ARE ALSO HERE!"
>you smash the chair down and start to swing it around as the rest of the mothponies fly out in fright
>but then you smell more heresy and you rush out of the store and make your way towards the little fillies and colts
>they stare at you in fright as you near a big sandcastle they have builded
>"WHAT SORT OF A WRETCHET THING IS THIS! THIS IS NOT PROPER!"
>you start to kick the sandcastle as the little mothponies either run away or start to cry
"What the buck is wrong with you!"
>you turn towards the voice, a few mothmothers consoling their children
>but you see their true form
>"I AM DOING THIS FOR YOU RACE YOU FOOLS!"
>you pick up some sand and throw it at the mothponies
>"YOU HEATHENS NEED TO BE PURGED! LET THIS DIRT BAPTIZE YOU BACK TO GOOD! SEE THE LIGHT! SEE THE LIGHT! SEE THE LIGHT!"
>you run around throwing sand at the mothponies as they run away from you
>soon you notice a few moths in guard uniforms closing in on you
>"Ah, the minions of the pagan lords you're here..."
>you make your way to the still somehow sleeping mothpony and lift it up and then lay it on top of yourself as it begins to stir
>"Shush now little child, let your conspicuous form shield me from the devil"
>the mothpony starts to squeak in fright and struggle in panic as you hold it against you and the guards circle the bench you are on
"Surrender n-"
>"Silence you heretic, taste the cleansing power of the ground"
>but then you remember you have no more sand left
>"GROUND! YOU TOO HAVE FAILED ME!"
>you are knocked out cold by the butt end of one of the spears a guard is holding and everything goes black