Soul Spell 'listen' end (Anon x Twilight, mc fetish)

>Celestia took a deep, long sigh before responding.
>"Alright."
>Holy shit.
>You dodged a fucking bullet there-
>"But I am not to be tormented any further, so be warned."
>You give her the envelope, and she begins to open it.
>"This is...this is the Last Will and Testament of Twilight Sparkle.."
>Oh shit
>So she planned this for what might be days.
>Before she gets a chance to read it, Rainbow Dash and the others come bursting in.
>"TWILIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!"
>oh shit intensifies
>Bleu Fast pinned you down and started demanding answers.
>Luna tried to calm them down by explaining what had happened to the best of her knowledge
>You pointed towards the will, and they immediately knew that they'd been too late.
>"Master?" you heard from the other room.
>Sighhh
>Might as well tell her.
"Give me a moment, please."
>The others nodded, and you got up to go to the other room. To visit Twili-
>no
>the 'slave' that took her body
>She looked up at you, almost as if she wanted your approval.
"Twilight...I-"
>"Yes, Master?"
"...I'll be back in a bit. Stay there, please."
>She nodded.
>"Yes, Master."
>You left her alone, in the room, as you rejoined the others.
>With nothing left to do, you start to read the will.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iURuWiA873Q
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To whom it may concern

If you are reading this, I am gone. I've cast the new
spell that will forever seal my former self in my mind.
If Celestia is here, reading this, tell her that she should
not cast her memory spell, as it will spare her the heart-
break.

Ever since Anonymous cast the spell, inadvertently,
might I add, I'd come to realize that somehow, deep
inside, I wanted him to control me. I probably hadn't
wanted that before, in all honesty, but in my current
state I cannot think of a time I didn't want it. One
explanation is that it took my biggest fear, the fear
of disappointing my mentor, Princess Celestia, and
magnifying them beyond capacity, distorting it into an
infatuation with Anonymous, who'd I decided while
the spell was taking place was my Master.
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>Upon reading this, Celestia whispered something. It was barely audible.
>"Oh, Twilight.."

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As Princess Celestia explained to me the day after
she restored my memories, the spell was intended to
take everything about me, destroy it, and replace it with
thoughts of obedience and enslavement so I would not
have a breakdown. I fear it may have been more than
that, sadly. For it wasn't just playing with my mind,
it was showing me the things I truly desired, and
in those moments of true obedience, I had felt an
experience I had never felt before in my life:
True happiness.
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>Those last two words were underlined.

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It was at that moment I realized that this was what I
was meant to be, that it was what I wanted to be.
If I had kept my rational thought while going through
this I would have immediately realized I was being lied
to, that the voices in my head were feeding me thoughts
that I hadn't wanted. But they spoke in my voice, and
as my voice spoke to me I felt an otherwise impossible
urge, an urge to listen to it, and I believed in that moment
that it was the honest-to-Celestial truth.

But as my memories were restored, as the voices were
banished from my head, they (in this context, Celestia,
Luna, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, everyone who had been
my friend and family) told me that it was bad, that I wasn't
a slave. But deep down, I had already tasted true, pure
happiness, and it was nearly traumatizing to see that
happiness taken from me in the blink of an eye.

And over the course of the next few days, I had ponies
try to help me get readjusted to normal Equestrian
society. Rainbow Dash tried to chat with me every day,
and even spotted me with a mug of apple cider. Applejack
did basically the same thing, and I helped her on the farm.
Pinkie Pie made sure to hug me every day. Fluttershy was
there to comfort me when I felt I needed to cry. Rarity
kept me stocked on clothes that befitted a Princess, and
I do apologize for wanting a slave outfit, that must have been
a ruckus. Thank you all for giving everything you had to
help me. The truth of the matter was, each time I saw each
and every one of you, although my restored memories
told me that you were my very best friends, I felt as if
(asdhasf)
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>That last word was smudged by a teardrop.
>Damn, she was crying when she wrote this.

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I had not recognized any of you. As if you were
all ponies I'd never met.

In what research I had done on the spell, in what research
Princess Celestia allowed me after that had happened,
I learned that most ponies who did recover from it
had no Master to go to, that it took weeks to convey
to them that their 'Master', usually a cruel pony, was dead
and that it was time to move on. With Anonymous being
alive, however, my urges got more and more unruly,
making me crave his adoration even if I could not
ever have it. Doing things under his instruction became
my one true hope, but he would never order me to do
his bidding. Not after what I'd done.

It was stressful, getting adjusted to doing things without
being told to. It was as if I needed to be told to do these
daily chores that in the past should easily have been
natural for me. This gave me a dilemma, one that
I fear I would have for a very long time. If I gave up control
to him again, he would tell Princess Celestia, and the process
would repeat, perhaps worsen. If I kept having therapy,
if I kept being told over and over that I was not a slave
the knowledge that Anon was alive only made me
want to be a slave even more. If I allowed him to
be my Master in that he only managed my daily life...

...he would not have wanted me to give up control.
No pony would have wanted that. Which brings us to
what I've probably already done.

As you probably might have guessed, I've casted a
'soul spell', essentially sealing my fate as Anonymous'
slave. However, this is a variation of the spell
that I created, specifically for use on me alone.
Its intent was to amplify the effects of the original
and lock away every memory I had, only to be reclaimed
by somepony the resulting mare trusted, that somepony
being, of course, Anon. This is why I wanted him to
give this to Celestia before she tries to recover them.
I fear that the 'slave' persona that remained would
react violently to her attempts.
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>Whoa, she was prepared for Celestia this whole time.
>This only made you feel worse by the minutes.

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If I haven't already, I want somepony to find the
schematics of the spell and burn it so that no other
pony in Equestria can become subject to the same fate.

I won't ask for forgiveness or permission. All I ask is
acceptance and for you all to know that no matter
what, I love you all.

As I've already made my decision, I would like to
Give my worldly possessions to those I was closest to.

To Spike, my brother and closest friend, I give you
my castle and the title of "Princess of Friendship".
I realize I cannot rob you of your home for the sake of
Anonymous, so I leave it, and all the responsibilities
that come with it, to you. I know you can do it.
(Plus, 'Prince of Friendship' has a great ring to it,
don't you think?)
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>Spike gave a very weak smile as you read that part.
>You always figured that if she were murdered the castle and title would fall to him.

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To Rainbow Dash, the Element of Loyalty and the
fastest flier I have ever met, I leave you my training
gym. I had allocated the space for it a while ago because
I figured you might want to use it. However I feel like
now is the best time to give that to you. It's big enough to
hone your skills, so if the Wonderbolts think they can take
you on, now's your chance to prove them wrong.
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>Rainbow Dash gave a tear-filled salute.

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To Rarity, the Element of Generosity and the most
helpful unicorn I've been friends with, I leave you with
all of the notes I've made on being a big sister.
I know having a little brother is not the same as having
a little sister, but it might help. You never know.
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>Rarity started to tear up at this.
>Damn, you never saw her cry.

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To Pinkie Pie, the Element of Laughter and the bestest
party pony there is, I leave you with all of my laboratory
equipment. I don't know if it will be of use to you, but
knowing you, you'll probably find some way to create the
biggest party Equestria has ever known with it. Just be sure
to label the buttons as necessary, because you can never
tell with them otherwise.
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>Pinkie nearly squeeared from this.
>'Squeeared'?
>You meant to say-
>Nevermind

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To Applejack, the Element of Honesty and the best
Apple family member I've had the pleasure of knowing,
I leave you with the recipe I've been working on for the
best Apple Pie there might ever be. I know it isn't much,
in all honesty, and I'm not a very good chef. However,
I feel like you have the skills to make it into something
far greater than I would have made.
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>"Hoo-wee, T-Twilight," Applejack whispered. "Ya know how to g-git stuff done sometimes."

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To Fluttershy, the Element of Kindness and the kindest
pony I've ever met, I leave you my private quarters.
I've already told you that me and Spike had different rooms
before, and Spike tells me he's loved having his own,
for lack of a better term, 'stallion-cave'. All comics and
hoofball and everything. However, I feel like my room
would be best suited for some of the animals you've
been keeping.
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>"W-Well...I don't think..er, I'm not-"
"Come on. You know you've got that exotic animal that likes to stay indoors, right?"
>"...meeep!"

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P.S.: keep Discord away from my fanfic library
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>wat

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To Princess Celestia...
I know I've disappointed you, if you're reading this.
And I'm really sorry I had to do this. Again, I won't
have asked for forgiveness or permission, though
all I can ask is that you remember fondly of me, and
to not hold a grudge against me or Anon for what
happened. Consider this my final friendship report,
that in my time of being alive, I've been grateful to
have such good friends to keep me going, even when
I felt like I couldn't go on. And know that, even at the
end, even when the pony who calls to her Master
still lives, I will always be your faithful student.
Thank you...
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>Damn, this will was gonna kill you if it hasn't already

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And to Anonymous.
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>Oh shit
>Y-You're gonna read it
>You're not gonna cry

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I'm sorry to force this on you, and again I only hope
You won't hate me for this. But if you're reading this,
and if what has transpired already transpired, you'll
know what I'm leaving you with. All I can ask of you
now is that you don't hate 'her' either. She isn't 'me',
and she will never be 'me' for as long as she lives.
But she loves you, and she wants to be your good
girl for as long as she loves you. And I've seen her
mindset for days. She IS a good girl. Please...
please let her be happy. If not for her sake,
for my sake. Let her have pure happiness,
Anon. Because with you, only with you is she truly happy...

The hour of my fate grows nearer and nearer as I
write this. Thank you all, thank you for trying to help.
And, well...this is goodbye. I'm sorry it had to be this way.

Your friends forever,
-Twilight Sparkle
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>You try to hold as many tears in your eyes as you can.
>God dammit Twilight
>Why did you have to do this?!
>This wasn't right, you could have-
>"Master?"
>Your heart skipped a beat as you turn to face the voice.
>Twilight had left the room to see what was going on.
>"...are you okay, Master?"
>You weakly nod, hoping that will satisfy her.
>Hoping that she will understand.
>"M-Master, what's wrong?"
>You couldn't answer her.
>No...
>"H-Have I...have I been a bad girl?"
>You look towards the other ponies.
>They knew it was too late.
>But they no longer had faces of hatred.
>It was more...
>Accepting?
>...
>You bend over to give the pony a hug.
>"M-Master?"
"You've...you've been a good girl. Thank you..."
>In that moment, Twilight was dead.
>It would take a lot of getting used to, having her as your willing slave.
>You hadn't wanted this to happen.
>It might be crazy to think, but you felt some portion of her that was still alive
>Some portion of the princess remained in your new slave.
>Some portion that you called your friend.
>You promised to yourself, and to your slave, that you would cherish this pony for as long as you lived.