A Boring World Ch. 6 [FIN]

>You slump to your knees
>Thoughts race through your head
>You think you hear Twilight saying something, but you can’t tell
>Pinkie Pie is dead
>Killed by Discord
>But you know who really killed her
>Discord is nothing but a rabid dog, a slave to his instincts and desires
>No, the real killer was you
>You freed Discord
>And now, the one pony in this world who had liked you,
>Who had trusted you enough to bring you to Discord’s statue without question
>She was gone, and you had no one to blame but yourself
>You want to scream
>All the rage, hopelessness and sorrow that has been rushing through you wells up all at once
>The rest of the world fades as your vision blurs
>You can feel something hit your face, but you ignore it
>You just want to lay here forever
>A sharp pain hits you
>You gasp, and look up
>Twilight has stomped on your hand
>Its started bleeding again
>It’s a miracle you haven’t run out of blood yet
>Twilight looks at you
>Tears are flowing freely down her face
>But there’s something else in her eyes
>”You think I’ll just let you give up after all you’ve done?!”
>She twists her hoof into your hand
>”Anon, I have a theory. So pay attention!”
>Tears come unwillingly to you as the pain flows through you
I…I’m listening
>”Anon, you said you had super strength, right? What exactly did you mean by that?”
Er, well I punched a hole through my cell door, as well as ripped off my shackles
>Twilight nods
>She doesn’t look surprised
>”You don’t have super strength, Anon.”
>What
What do you mean? Are you saying the thick door I punched through was made out of candy or something?
>”No, Anon, I believe you aren’t just able to remove strong enchantments. I believe you are a true magic sink.”
Ok Twilight, that’s fascinating. And that means what exactly?
>She sighs
>”Listen. A magic sink is something that resists magic. It can hold massive amounts of energy, but has no use for it beyond a simple energy source. There are many kinds of magic sinks, most being relatively limited in the types of magic it can absorb.”
>”You, however, are more than what we would call a regular magic sink. Magic has absolutely no effect on you, regardless of its form.”
Ok, so you’re saying magic and enchantments don’t work on me. I guess that explains your light show earlier. What exactly were you trying to do?
>She blushes
>”I was trying to blow up your head”
>Well then
So if I’m immune to your magic, and enchantments casted on me or objects I touch don’t work, how exactly does that explain how I can punch through walls?
>”Anon, didn’t you hear me? I said magic won’t work on you, regardless of its form. Equestria is a world filled with nothing but magic, including its inhabitants and materials.
>”When you punched that door, you must have been focusing on it giving way to your touch, and so the magic inside it merely gave away and it fell before your hand.”
>Shit
>That’s awesome
Then why did it still hurt my hand? Speaking of which, could you…?
>Twilight lifts her hoof off your hand. “Anon, I don’t think you understand how badly your hand is injured. The fact that a brush of wind doesn’t hurt it surprises me.”
Did that go through your head when you stomped on it?
>She blushes again
>God damn that’s cute
>”Well I slapped you too, but nothing was working so I freaked out. I wasn’t about to let my theory go to waste.”
>You look at her
>She stares back at you
>You aren’t sure if she still hates you
>What you do know is that what she told you is important
>You might stand a chance
>You’ll atone for your mistake if it’s the last thing you do
>Which it might be
>’Operation: Punch Discord in the Face’ is back on track

>You stand up
>You wobble as you do so
>Looks like the blood loss is catching up
>You squeeze your hand shut, and the pain helps bring you back to reality
>You look down to Twilight
Ok Twilight, here’s what we’re going to do. You’re going to go and start releasing the ponies from the cells. Clearly no one in Equestria believes that someone could possibly get out and free all their friends, and Discord is no exception. Once you get them out, get them out and down to Canterlot as fast as possible. Find a safe place to go, and take out any undead that get in your way.
>She looks at you for a moment, then nods
>You turn to go, but she grabs your pants
>”Anon, what are you planning to do?”
>You take a deep breath, and try to put on a smile
>It’s weak, but you aren’t terribly happy
I’m going to go punch Discord, of course
>Before she can respond, you sprint down the corridor

>You soon reach the entrance to the main arena
>The gate is closed, and you look out to see what’s happening
>The crowd’s roar echoes through the bars of the gate
>A grey pegasus with skew eyes is fighting against what appears to be a lion
>A very large lion
>She has a spear, and is attempting to push back the lion
>It roars and swipes at the pony, knocking the spear out of her hooves
>The pony tries to fly, but her wings are pinned to her side
>She begins to run, much to the crowds delight
>You’ve had enough
>You put your hands on the bars, and close your eye to concentrate
>You pull, and the bars pull right out of the wall
>You take a deep breath, and step into the light of the arena

>The lion is still chasing the poor pony, who is now in hysterics as she runs
>She spots you, and begins to make a mad dash towards you
>You take another deep breath as she runs past you, the lion seconds behind her
>Spotting new prey that isn’t moving, it changes its focus
The lion is made of magic
Stop the magic
Stop the magic
>The lion pounces
>Only to stop in its track as its front canine makes contact with your shoulder
>The lion falls to the ground, looking confused
>You look down at it, and it roars again
>It gets up, and paces around you
>As it prepares to leap, it disappears into thin air
>And Discord takes its place
>”Oh well isn’t this just a most wonderful surprise! If it isn’t my good friend Anon?”
>You fix him with your best glare, clenching your unbroken fist
>”My, are you still angry at me? I can’t imagine why.”
>He begins to float, circling around you, taunting you
>”Is it because I encased you in the ground? You were freed, weren’t you? Though I’ll admit you don’t exactly look so great from it”
>The crowd laughs, and you look up at them
>These ponies aren’t undead
>Discord notices the look, and pulls your head back to him
>”I see you’ve noticed my loyal subjects! Aren’t they just fantastic? Mmmm yes, all they had to do was give up their friends and family, and swear to worship me. Of course, only one per family, so the first to do so are here! The rest? Well, I imagine you saw them, seeing how you came from the fighters entrance.”
>He laughs, and after a moment you hear the crowd laugh with him
>At least now you understand the two lines outside
>”Ah, but where was I? Oh right, why you look so angry! Well if it isn’t the trapping thing… could you know about Pinkie?”
>Your fist clenches harder, and you can feel your nose flare
>”Ah ha! There’s the ticket! Well if it makes you feel any better, I didn’t want her to die either! I just needed to kill one of the elements, and I didn’t want to be unfair by choosing my least favorite pony!”
>He leans in forward, whispering in your ear
>”But we can’t go against eenie meenie miney mo, can we?”
>Ok brain, we’ve waited long enough
>Can we lose our shit now?
>KILL THE FUCKER NOW
>You roar, and jump at Discord, attempting to punch him
>He leaps back, laughing as he disappears into the air again
>”Now now Anon, none of that! You see, I have different plans for you!”
>You grit your teeth
>Fucking Discord
>Before you can do anything more, the ground in front of you opens up, and you can hear gears moving
>You back up as a platform rises up out of the ground
>You gasp, as well as the crowd
>It seems Discord had kept this to himself
>Chained to the platform, sitting on her knees, was Celestia

>”Oh yes Anon, that’s right! Don’t you and Celestia have problems with each other? I will admit, she was never very fun.”
>Celestia looks like she normally does, except her coat and hair seems dull and listless
>”Even the Oh-So-Powerful-Celestia is no match for me. I’ll commend her; she wasn’t as easy to corrupt as the Elements of Harmony were when I was freed last year! Quite the challenge, oh yes, but all fall before chaos!”
>Discord’s words bring you back to the train ride
>Pinkie explained how they had been tricked by Discord, and all had become the opposite of their strongest quality
>You had found it hard to believe that Pinkie could be anything but cheerful
>So what was Celestia’s strongest quality? What would she be like?
>You hear a snap, and notice the chains binding Celestia have been broken
>The crowd is roaring now, hurting your ears
>”Hello, Anon.”
Hello Celestia
>”Do you remember how I said I was going to kill you slowly?”
You’ve asked me this before Celestia, of course I remember
>”I’ve changed my mind”
>Huh
>You didn’t expect that at all
>You guess anger was her biggest quality?
>So she’s friendly now!
So you’re saying you’re going to help me kill Discord?
>Celestia begins laughing
>Twilight is better at this theory thing than you
>”Oh no, Anon, that’s not what I mean at all! I’m still going to kill you. It’s just going to be fast!”
>You see her eyes go skew momentarily, before she leaps at you
>Shit, self-control was her biggest quality?!
>That’s bull!
>Before you can continue contemplating, Celestia falls upon you
>You are pushed down to the ground
>Breath knocked out #3
>She rises up again, and you see that familiar yellow glow
>Sun explodey blast time now, huh?
>You begin to focus
>A large bang goes all around you, and the light fades away
>”What?! But how?!”
>Celestia backs up slowly as you get up to your feet
>Her eyes are wide; she couldn’t imagine anyone living through that
>The only one who had done anything to her was Discord
>And now, you were going to follow suit
>You clenched your broken fist
>Not even Celestia would take your perfect right from Discord
>No matter how much she had tortured you
>If anything, it was fitting you’d take her out with the fist she herself had mangled
>Or at least, she mangled it first
>You charge forward
>Celestia stumbles back
>Just as your fist is about to connect, she smirks and twists, leaping to the side
>Damn she’s fast
>You fly past, and she kicks you in the side
>She’s moving, so it isn’t a full kick, but you still grunt as you fall to the ground
>So apparently you aren’t good at reading bluffs
>Who knew?
>Ok, time for Plan B
>You get up to your feet as fast as you can, and run at Celestia again
>She backs up, but your fist isn’t clenched
>You run straight at her, and tackle her like before
>This time, she goes over
>As you both fall to the ground, you feel a tingling in your hands
>You look at Celestia as she lies down on the ground, and you can see a yellow right rushing up your arms
>You almost jump back, but you notice she isn’t moving
>This isn’t her doing
>You steadily release your grip around Celestia’s neck, and the flow of magic stops
>You suddenly feel awake
>You look down at your hands and see the blood from your left has stopped flowing
>It’s healed
>Crooked though, so you imagine a punch would still hurt
>A small flex of your hand confirms just that
>You get back to your feet, and notice how eerily quiet it is
>The crowd stares as their once princess lays on the ground
>The monkey who arrived but a month ago just took out one of the most powerful beings in Equestria
>With what they see as a simple tackle
>A muttering begins to flow through the crowd
>You look around the arena until you find Discord
>He sits on a large throne
>His mouth is hanging open
>It closes when he notices you looking at him
>He smiles, and appears in front of you
>”Well. I think it’s safe to say you’ve shocked us all, Anon. I think, now, I am willing to let you join me in my conquest of Equestria!”
>You look at Discord
>He’s extended his claw towards you
>You smile at him, and reach out to take it with your mangled hand
>As your hands meet, Discord attempts his own magic on you; daggers and claws fly at you from all directions
>Your smile larger as they bounce of you harmlessly
>Discord attempts to dissipate, but you have him now
>You tighten your grip, ignoring your hand’s protests
>You can feel Discords energy flowing into you
>It isn’t doing too much, you just feel very awake
>Like you just chugged twenty energy drinks and a pot of coffee
>He struggles feebly as his energy continues to drain
>You clench your good fist
>You swear you can feel it shudder with joy
This, Discord. This is for Pinkie.
>You yank Discord forward as you throw your fist
>They connect
>Discords face stops
>Your fist doesn’t
>There’s a unanimous gasp as your fist goes right through Discord’s skull
>All his magic is gone, so there’s nothing to protect him
>No way to dissipate and return to his normal form
>You let go of his claw as he falls
>As he hits the ground, you feel as if you can hear his voice echo through the stadium
>”Wasn’t this fun…?”
>You fall to your knees
>The crowd erupts into cheers as the sky returns to normal
>The undead ponies are being sucked back with the dark purple
>You sit on the ground, and await Celestia’s awakening
>She’ll want to arrest you.

Epilogue
>Day Peaceful in Equestria
>The sun is shining
>The birds are singing
>A beautiful day for an execution
>A massive crowd is gathered in the fields outside Ponyville
>The execution was originally meant to take place in the throne room of Canterlot, but every pony involved in the incident wanted to see it
>Regardless of what side they were on
>It was funny; after you killed Discord, Celestia awoke and you gave yourself to her
>She immediately took you back to her dungeon, with guards keeping an eye on you at all times
>Outside, ponies who weren’t helping restore Ponyville and Canterlot to normal were arguing over the fate of the hairless monkey
>One side wanted you to be executed; they knew you had freed Discord, and that regardless of your part in his ultimate defeat, it was a conflict that should never had happened in the first place
>The other side wished for you to be freed, and not only that, but actually wanted you to be given a place in royalty. They believed the one who had defeated both Celestia and Discord within a matter of minutes is something too powerful to kill, and some had even taken it so far as to consider you a god.
>Most of the latter were those who had seen you fight, but it didn’t really matter what they thought
>Celestia’s word was still law, but she was swayed by your atonement. So, she deemed that she would no longer torture you for years to come, but instead give you a swift death
>Protestors from the former group and those not in either group swiftly fought for a large execution so that everyone would see the price of such foolishness, and Applejack happily offered up her land for use
>She still hated you, more than any of the others. She was glad to see you go
>Twilight had more or less forgiven you, though she still agreed with whatever Celestia said.
>You talked to Twilight a few times in the month before your execution was to take place. It was nice to have someone visit you
>Fluttershy had never hated you, it seems. She was sad Pinkie died, but she didn’t blame you. Luckily, she wasn’t allowed to visit you since everyone still thought you raped her.
>Rarity and Rainbow Dash stayed aloof. Rarity decided that since she had never taken an interest in you, she’d continue to leave you alone. Rainbow was too loyal to Fluttershy and Pinkie to stand being near you, even though she had once liked you
>You walk forward on the stage erected in the middle of the fields
>Apparently this field was going to be an Orchard once the apple family got enough money to tend to that much more apples
>Good to see your actions gave the old field a purpose
>The pony headsman stood to the side, a wicked looking axe leaning on his shoulder
>Celestia stepped forward, standing beside you
>She motioned, and the guard behind you pushed you down onto your knees
>Your hands and feet were shackled once again, though you didn’t see the point
>Nowhere to run
>You hear Celestia clear her throat, and the crowd quiets down immediately
>”Welcome, Subjects!”
>You learned from Twilights visits that what Celestia was doing was known as the “Royal Whisper”, essentially a whisper that spreads out as far as a shout
>Magic again
>”Today, we gather to witness the execution of Anon Y. Mous. He has been charged with the crimes of releasing Discord, and by association, all the death and destruction Discord reaped upon the land of Equestria”
>You hear boos erupt from a larger portion of the crowd
>”These deaths include 117 ponies killed from the initial chaos Discord unleashed, as well as 37 ponies killed in the arena, including the Element of Laughter; Pinkie Pie.”
>You grimace, but otherwise maintain composure
>”This is the first execution Equestria has had to witness in over 200 years, Anon. That, combined with the fact you defeated Discord, have made this a moment that time will not soon forget.”
>”Do you have any last words?”
>You look up at Celestia in surprise; you honestly didn’t expect this
>Last words?
>You couldn’t imagine what you could say
>Thoughts of initiating a riot between the two groups flash by
>Making a dramatic speech
>Apologizing
>Shaking your head
>None of these seem right
>The moment stretches on, but finally what you want to say comes to mind.
Celestia, could you use the Royal Whisper to spread what I say to the crowd?
>She raises an eyebrow, but nods
>You clear your throat
Hello, everyone. I’m Anon.
>The crowd remains quiet; it seems they did not expect this either
>You scan it, looking for familiar faces
>Twilight is smiling sadly at you
>AJ is glaring
>The mint green pony is staring at the ground
>The grey pony you saved is crying; you guess that meant a lot to her
>You scan a bit longer, and notice a large sign farther back
>’Is Necrophilia your fetish?’
>Well there’s Fluttershy
>You smile
A friend of mine, here in Ponyville, once told me something
She told me something that I can see the wisdom in now, but at the time I was too blind to see it
She’s gone now, and soon I will be too. So, I’ll share it with all you now, so that she can live on in each of you.
‘Buckle up, silly! This world is too great to be sad! So do yourself a favor…”
>A tear rolls down your cheek
‘And smile!’
>The crowd remains silent, though you can see that Twilight and her friends are crying
>In fact, it seems all the ones who recognize seeing around Ponyville are letting loose the tears
>”Well then, Anon.” Celestia speaks up. “Let’s carry on.”
>The headsman walks over, and magic brings his axe up high
>You rest your head on the table, and stare down at the basket that’ll soon be full
>You smile, as big as you can
I’m coming, Pinkie.
>And then there was nothing

>You are Celestia
>The crowd has dispersed, but you remain at the stage
>The sun is setting now
>Anon’s body and head have already been removed
>It’s been a long 3 months since Anon arrived
>That stupid monkey nearly brought an end to your kingdom and potentially all of Equestria, and then rescued it, all in the span of a couple days
>He then allowed himself to be captured
>He did nothing to dissuade you; he didn’t jump on the opportunity of his followers to attempt a coup
>And then he goes and quotes the friend he himself got killed just before he dies
>Worst of all, he leaves a little gift for you
>You stare at the broken shackles that had held Anon
>As well as the axe, that had split in two shortly after it had severed his head
>Even now, he was taunting you
>You sigh
Fucking Anon

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