In your own skin (WIP)(SFW)

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Still not sure about this

 >You, perhaps unwisely, appear right in the middle of Celestia's throne room
>She looks up at you in shock as green energy discharges around you, disappearing into the walls
>You weren't quite used to the entire "Super-magically-powerful" thing yet
>"G- Guards!"
>Celestia's face loses its surprise almost immediately
>She was a ruler
>And even your appearance couldn't shock her
>"At the ready! Our enemy is not satisfied!"
>You hear the noise of crossbows being pulled back
>Behind you
>Right where you know the doors to her room are
>Of course, the guard would still be on high alert so soon after the invasion
>It only made sense
>"Fire when ready!"
>You can see pain in her eyes
>Tense neck muscles
>She knows that it's you
>She just doesn't know that you're still in control
>The guards fire
>You only bother to stop one arrow
>The other flies right over your left shoulder, like you knew it would
>"Celestia-"
>"AGAIN"
>You stop both this time
>They probably didn't even have the force to penetrate your chitin, but they might scratch it
>You can't have that
>"Again!"
>You sigh and turn around, waving your arms
>Both guards freeze in place, surrounded by a green aura
>You move back to Celestia
>"Celestia-"
>A blast of magic hits you in the face
>It would have vaporized you
>If it could effect you
>"Ce-"
>Again, magic
>And again
>"No!"
>More blasts, increasing in violence
>"I- I'm not letting her do this to you!"
>You stare at her
>Green eyes unblinking
>She had to get it out of her system
>"Not after you saved us!"
>A final burst
>More powerful than the others combined
>You don't even feel it
>"Not after... not..."
>Celestia's panting
>That used up all her magic
>You take a few steps towards her
>"Celly..."
>"You- Oh, Anonymous. That monster... As if killing you wasn't bad enough... Creating this- This perversion..."
>Her teeth are gritted
>She looks like she's about to cry
>You continue walking, stopping a foot away.
>"Celestia"
>"I am not a perversion."
>She remains silent
>"She tried to create one, but... Her plans backfired."
>She looks up
>"I'm Anonymous. Not the drone she wanted."
>You flutter your wings slightly
>She studies your face
>"I'm supposed to believe that?"
>"Celestia."
>You smile
>Then quickly close your lips
>Right, you have fucking fangs and shit now
>Smiling was no longer reassuring
>"If you want, I could bring her here for you, in chains, to tell you herself."
>She raises an eyebrow
>"I'm... Well, okay. Maybe I'm not entirely 'me,' so to speak. My body has been completely altered. I'm not exactly a Changeling, but I don't think I'm a human anymore. My mind is normal, of course, but most other things are different. Including my new magical abilities."
>You lift her throne up about a foot to demonstrate
>"I can also feed on love, I think. I don't have to, unlike normal Changelings, but it..."
>You struggle to find the words
>"...Empowers me. And I'm feeling a hell of a lot of it right now. So I'm pretty much unstoppable."
>She just stares at you
>"How am I supposed to believe..."
>"Celestia. You can't really consider gaining magical and shape-shifting abilities harmful, right?"
>"I suppose not, but-"
>"Right. So, no matter how much it hurt, that kind of magic helped me. Now, her trying to hurt my mind -- That causes objective harm. So that had no effect."
>You smile again
>"You should have seen the look on her face."
>Celestia nods
>"Plausible, I suppose, but... Look at you, Anonymous."
>You look downwards, examining your body
>You just not realize that you have clothes on
>A dark green suit to go with your jet-black skin
>Chitin
>Whatever the fuck was on the outside of your body
>"I know the spells that do this. I didn't think even she would stoop so low. I just-"
>She bites her lip
>"Anonymous. Going through that..."
>You can't stand this shit anymore
>You pull her into a hug
>"I'm fine."
>Her fur feels weird against your chitin
>But good
>Soft
>"Anonymous..."
>You keep her close, eyes shut
>You were fucking alive
>Alive and... Well, different, but way better
>After that agony
>It was a fucking miracle
>Eventually, you pull back
>Celestia's expression is still downtrodden at best
>"It's good that you are alive, but she caused so much harm to you already... You kept your mind, but lost your body. I can't imagine going through that."
>"Eh."
>You shrug, wings fluttering slightly
>"No so bad, really."
>"Anonymous-"
>She bites her lip, looking you over again
>"It's understandable that you're having a bit of trouble reacting to this."
>"I'm still getting used to it, yeah."
>You glance behind you, at the still-frozen guards
>"I wish I could help you, but-- Well, if your immunity decided to let the change happen in the first place, I doubt it would let us reverse it."
>You nod
>"I'm fine with it. Really."
>The look on your face tells you that she doesn't believe you
>Ah well
>She'd come around eventually
>"Now, uh... How long have I been gone, exactly?"
>"The invasion was about a month and a week ago. It's June 5th." Made up this date at random
>Holy fuck
>You were being converted for a month
>How the fuck did you not go insane?
>Maybe you'd lost consciousness at some point
>Or something
>"I'm guessing that, legally, I died in that battle?"
>Celestia hesitates, then nods
>"I- I sensed that you were alive for some time after the battle, but you were fading fast. I wanted to mount a rescue mission but I didn't have the resources, and-"
>She shuts her mouth
>All the muscles in her body are tense, as if bracing herself for something
>"Go on."
>You try to make your voice seem gentle
>Which was fucking difficult, now that it was all bug-like
>"At some point, you just disappeared. Very suddenly. I thought she'd... Ended it."
>You shrug
>"Probably when she swallowed me whole. There was all kinds of fucked-up magic going on in there. I mean-"
>You gesture down at yourself
>"Heavy shit, right?"
>"Still, Anonymous. I should have done everything I could to prevent this. I fully understand your position if you are angry with me."
>You shrug
>"It all turned out okay."
>"No, it didn't. Not for you. You're alive, but you're not you, anymore."
>You raise an eyebrow
>"I dunno. I still feel like me."
>"Anonymous-"
>She stops herself again
>You realize with some surprise that she's trying to go easy on you
>She isn't speaking her mind, but not out of politeness
>Out of concern
>As if-
>"I'm not in denial, Celestia."
>A sad smile forms at the corners of her mouth
>"Anonymous..."
>"No, really."
>You hover a few inches off the ground, wings flying to work
>"I'm not. I'm a giant, freaky abomination of nature. I have wings, fangs, and fucking magical powers. I see everything differently, I feel everything differently, my hearing is alien to me, and I can turn love into energy for myself. I'm not a human anymore, Celestia. I'm fully aware of it."
>You touch down, and feel water moving through you again
>Soon, the old you stands there
>Scruffy hair and all
>"I'm not this anymore. I mean... I've obviously retained some characteristics, but this body is dead."
>You snap back to your true form
>"But I'm not a body. I'm a person. And that person is alive and kickin'."
>You attempt a smile, then close it again
>Okay
>So your new body did have one downside
>Those scary-ass teeth
>It made emoting fucking impossible
>"You seem awfully okay with this, Anonymous."
>There's just the hint of an edge to her voice
>Some degree of distrust
>"I am okay with it."
>"Forgive me, but that makes me question your motives."
>You shrug again
>"I don't really see the big deal. I mean, I was a freak before. Now I'm a freak with badass magic and fucking wings. I see that as a straight upgrade."
>"But to throw your biology away..."
>She's still not believing you
>"Biology is irrelevant to who I am."
>You're both silent for a moment
>Just looking at each other
>You can see the reflection of your black face in her eyes
>Your own eyes are a bit bigger than usual
>And they look almost exactly like Chrysalis'
>It's a bit weird
>But they're yours
>"Anonymous. Would you be willing to meet with the other Princesses on this matter?"
>"I don't see why it would be necessary."
>"Anonymous."
>Her voice is firm
>"You stand in front of me, telling me that you are perfectly okay with the fact that Chrysalis permanently altered your body beyond recognition. While you may be truthful, it's suspicious, to say the least. Normally, I would allow you to live in my Kingdom, and determine how truthful you are about your motivations over time. But, in this case, the consequences for an error on my part are far too great. So I must establish that you are being honest as quickly as possible."
>"So... It's like a trial, basically."
>"Correct."
>You can't hide your disappointment
>"Sure. Yeah, I guess."
>"Thank you. I will gather them as soon as possible."
>You nod
>"Also. Can you please release my guards?"
>You do as she asks
>They hit the ground pretty hard
>Oops
>Whatever
>"Thank you. Wait here, Anonymous. It will only be a few minutes."
>You nod, sitting down on the floor
>Hm.
>You didn't want to say that Chrysalis was right, but at the very least, you were wrong
>This wasn't really a hero's welcome.
>Celestia isn't gone long
>Give minutes at most
>"Okay, Anonymous. They're on their way, but we can't really meet here. Perhaps the Starswirl conference room?"
>You remembered the Starswirl conference room
>You'd stood in it, just behind Celestia, a few times
>You didn't talk
>You just stood there and looked intimidating
>Well, not intimidating
>Just weird
>But you served your intended purpose: To soften up whomever Celestia was negotiating with
>You knew what she used that room for
>"Really, Celestia? The Starswirl conference room?"
>You couldn't hide the pain in your voice
>"I'm gone for a month, I get back, and you want me to go into the fucking war room to talk with my friends?"
>"I can't take any chances."
>You briefly consider telling her no
>You were immune to her magic
>And you had a lot of your own
>She couldn't really resist you
>But that wouldn't help your image
>"Fine"
>You walk to the room in a rage
>Fuck this
>Really, fuck this
>The end result was awesome, but being in that cave -- not to mention her fucking stomach -- was pure hell
>And you get back
>And she's fucking questioning you?
>You already proved that she was useless against you in a fight
>She'd used all the magic that she had on you and you were unscratched
>You could have fucking--
>Did whatever she thought you were going to her, right then
>In that instant
>And you hadn't
>You'd given her a fucking hug
>And now you were on your way to a fucking war negotiation room
>To be fucking interviewed by people who were your friends
>You take a few deep breaths, trying to keep in control
>You were beyond happy with your new body
>Yeah, it was weird, but it was certainly better than the old one
>But the process to get there fucking sucked
>And your return fucking sucked
>And-
>"Anonymous."
>You look up, your thought interrupted
>"You walked past the door."
>You turn
>"Sorry."
>Soon, you're sitting in a chair, opposite Celestia
>You look at the desk, trying to cool off
>Celestia isn't gone long
>Give minutes at most
>"Okay, Anonymous. They're on their way, but we can't really meet here. Perhaps the Starswirl conference room?"
>You remembered the Starswirl conference room
>You'd stood in it, just behind Celestia, a few times
>You didn't talk
>You just stood there and looked intimidating
>Well, not intimidating
>Just weird
>But you served your intended purpose: To soften up whomever Celestia was negotiating with
>You knew what she used that room for
>"Really, Celestia? The Starswirl conference room?"
>You couldn't hide the pain in your voice
>"I'm gone for a month, I get back, and you want me to go into the fucking war room to talk with my friends?"
>"I can't take any chances."
>You briefly consider telling her no
>You were immune to her magic
>And you had a lot of your own
>She couldn't really resist you
>But that wouldn't help your image
>"Fine"
>You walk to the room in a rage
>Fuck this
>Really, fuck this
>The end result was awesome, but being in that cave -- not to mention her fucking stomach -- was pure hell
>And you get back
>And she's fucking questioning you?
>You already proved that she was useless against you in a fight
>She'd used all the magic that she had on you and you were unscratched
>You could have fucking--
>Did whatever she thought you were going to her, right then
>In that instant
>And you hadn't
>You'd given her a fucking hug
>And now you were on your way to a fucking war negotiation room
>To be fucking interviewed by people who were your friends
>You take a few deep breaths, trying to keep in control
>You were beyond happy with your new body
>Yeah, it was weird, but it was certainly better than the old one
>But the process to get there fucking sucked
>And your return fucking sucked
>And-
>"Anonymous."
>You look up, your thought interrupted
>"You walked past the door."
>You turn
>"Sorry."
>Soon, you're sitting in a chair, opposite Celestia
>You look at the desk, trying to cool off
>You hear the door open
>"Sister! I came as soon as I-"
>She stops, wings instantly unfurling as she notices you
>"Anonymous! He's-"
>"Yeah."
>You give her a little wave
>"I'm alive."
>"But... His mind-"
>"100% fine. Just the body changed."
>She stamps her hoof
>"Oh, curse Chrysalis! Only a complete monster would do such things!"
>She stands tall
>"I understand, Anonymous. You were completely at our service when we required it. I shall be completely at yours in your time of need. I shall not rest until we have restored you to your natural form!"
>"Sister..."
>Celestia's talking in a whisper
>Far too quiet for you to normally here
>But, with your new senses, you easily picked it up
>"Yes?"
>"He's not willing to change."
>You see a muscle below her neck twitch
>"What?"
>"Wait until the others are here."
>As if on cue, the door opens again
>"Aunti-"
>Cadence freezes in fear when she sees you
>You give her another wave
>"Hello."
>"You- you--"
>"Totally sapient, not under that bitch's control. Trust me."
>She nods, silently
>"I knew she was a monster, but this..."
>"Look. Before Celestia has to whisper the rest of the info at you-"
>You shoot Celestia a pointed look as a tinge of red shoots across her face
>"I think you should sit down and wait for Twilight. Gotcha?"
>She looks annoyed, but does as you ask
>You go back to examining the wood of the table
>Twilight shows up last, in a bust of magic
>She's standing on the table, facing away from you
>"Sorry for taking so long Princess. I had to deal with some issues in my own kingdom."
>She looks down
>"Oh, horsefeathers. I overshot. I meant to be in the doorway. Sorry, Princess..."
>"She won't mind."
>Twilight freezes when she hears your voice
>It was different, yes, but still recognizable
>Slowly, she turns around
>"Anonymous?"
>Her eyes lock on your body
>You can't help but smile
>She tackle-hugs you
>"Oh my Celestia, you're alive! You're alive!"
>You nod, leaning your head down slightly
>You can feel her starting to cry
>"You- You survived-"
>You press your head into her fur, feeling her warmth
>This is what you fucking wanted
>"Even after- After I-"
>"I told you to, Twilight."
>You remember the day clearly
>Well, clearly according to your old definition of "clear"
>It paled in comparison to what you could perceive now, but still, it was well-preserved
>Like a low-resolution but high-bitrate video
>You and Twilight were being distracted by an issue involving a Cockatrice in the Everfree when Twilight finally got Celestia's message
>By the time you got to Canterlot, it was almost fully taken
>Chrysalis was standing on a ridiculous floating platform, next to some kind of black ray gun
>It looked stupid, but it was doing fucking work
>Each blast left a crater ten feet in diameter
>You hadn't hesitated when you said "Put me up there"
>Twilight obliged
>The next thing you knew, you were hugging the blast head of the thing as Chrysalis laughed at your "futile sacrifice"
>She had another thing coming when all the magic from it ricocheted off you and back into whatever kind of power source it used, causing a massive explosion
>You hit your head on something as you flew
>Everything after that was dark
>"I- I should have done more to protect you! I should have known it would-"
>"Ssshhhh..."
>You stroke her back, closing your eyes
>"It's fine now. I'm fine."
>You pull back and look her in the eyes, grinning
>"C'mon. Did you really think a stupid-ass bug could actually hurt me?"
>"But... Anonymous..."
>She looks down your body, each inch her eyes travel increasing the utter despair on her face
>"Look what she did to you!"
>"I know. That's the reason this meeting's going on, actually."
>"Twilight."
>Celestia's voice is stern, but not cruel
>Her student looks back at the mentor
>"Sit down."
>Twilight looks at you, confused
>You tilt your head downwards about 5 degrees (0.0872664626 radians)
>She hops down off your chair, and quickly trots to hers
>"Rulers of Equestria. We are here today to discuss Anonymous, and his current situation."
>You look around you
>"What, are you doing this for the minutes that nobody's taking? Just cut to it."
>You can't hide the bitterness in your voice
>"Very well."
>Celestia glances at her sister
>"Anonymous has been converted to a Changeling-"
>"Human-ling, actually. I don't have the 'requires love to live' thing."
>Celestia glares at you, then continues:
>"A human-ling, by the dark magic of the evil Queen Chrysalis. He claims that his mind has been unaltered. Correct?"
>"Yeah."
>"However..."
>Celestia leans forward, almost imperceptibly
>"He also claims that he has no issues with his change. That is, if given the option, he would prefer to stay altered. Is that correct, Anonymous?"
>You sigh, then flick both of your hands outwards
>The word "YES" appears in bold green letters above you
>The three alicorns in the room who weren't introduced to your magic before stare at the words, confused
>You roll your eyes and subtitle the message with "Yes, I'm generating this with my own magic" in smaller letters beneath it
>You even add a helpful arrow that points at yourself
>Celestia nods, almost smugly
>"So, fellow Equestrian rulers. I saw fit to call you here, so we may better understand the reasoning behind his feelings, and so we may determine the proper course of action once that reasoning is determined."
>Luna nods, immediately
>Cadence is slightly more hesitant
>Twilight looks at you for a moment
>You look back, unblinking
>Slowly, her head bobs, like the others
>Although hers stays tilted downwards in sadness
>"Gotcha. Okay."
>You lean back in your chair, resisting the urge to put your feet up on the table
>Your hands are up at both sides of you, fingers outstretched as if about to grasp something
>"So before we start, can we just get a handle on the situation?"
>Celestia is silent in response, so you just keep going
>"I drop in here like a year ago. You guys become friends with me almost fucking instantly. I go to stay in Princess Twilight's castle, for god's sake. She does a bunch of research on me, and accidentally discovers that no magical harm can come to me."
>You give Twilight a look before moving on
>"So ever since that day, I've been at every function you ask me to. Every fucking magical creature that gets out, every time there's 'dangerous magical radiation' in a cave you guys need something from, shit, I even helped Shining train some recruits how to use fucking offensive spells by painting a target on my chest one time. You guys remember all that happening, right?"
>Luna nods, as does Cadence
>Twilight just looks at the wood
>And Celestia looks at you
>"So I help you guys out for about six months. Then, some fucking bug-monster-shapeshifter-love-eaters decide to invade, and bring a fucking canon. And without hesitation, I save your sorry asses, again. But this time, I don't come out of it alright."
>You pause for effect
>"No. No, I spend a fucking week in a dark cave, getting drugged out of my mind, and not eating. Now, I don't know if the rest of you understand how that feels, but Cadence, you were kidnapped by her before. Not a good deal, right?"
>"It was... unpleasant."
>"Yeah. Yeah, fucking 'unpleasant.' Except, you, you just got kidnapped. Me, she fucking *swallows me whole* and *transforms my entire body with fucking dark magic.*"
>Your voice is raising slightly in volume
>You can't hide your anger
>"And, when I get out, it turns out that her fucking crazy plan backfires. It turns out, that I really *can't* be hurt by magic, so my mind -- which she tried to destroy -- is totally fine. All she really did was give me bad-ass magic powers, and, well, some other new biological things. But I'm okay."
>Celestia opens her mouth to speak, but you just keep going
>"I wake up in a better body, and she expects me to serve her. I tell her to fuck off, and immediately go back to see my friends, who (in this new body) I can sense are really hurting because they think I'm fucking *dead*. And I get back, and the next thing I know I'm in the fucking war room, and you guys are grilling me for the fate of Equestria."
>"Anonymous! Enoug-"
>You wave your arms and silence Celestia
>"No, No, it's not fucking enough! It really isn't!"
>You're screaming at this point
>"I was willing to give my LIFE for you assholes, and I somehow survive. And not only do I survive, I'm fucking USEFUL now."
>You slam your fist on the table
>You're just screaming at this point
>"I'm not just- just a fucking magical shield, who can't work the fucking earth for shit, who can't fucking fly, and who can't fucking cast spells. Now..."
>"I have fucking MAGIC."
>You hit the table again
>The oak wood cracks where your black hand hits it, and green sparks fly in the air
>"And YOU PEOPLE-"
>You don't even notice as you lift their chairs into the air
>"FUCKING INTERVIEW ME LIKE A FUCKING CRIMINAL, WHEN IF I WANTED TO HARM EQUESTRIA, I WOULD HAVE JUST FUCKING DONE IT IN THE FIRST PLACE!"
>Your words echo about the palace
>Maybe their volume was magically enhanced
>You take a few shaky breaths, teeth still clenched
>You look up, expecting a response
>You don't get one
>The Alicorns are encased in green bubbles, floating gently in the air in front of you
>You can see them visibly struggle, their horns alight, but it's no use
>You have the love of a fucking nation behind you
>They're useless
>You could do whatever you wanted to them right now and they would be completely powerless to stop you
>So, naturally, you put them down
>You were ashamed of yourself for lifting them at all
>Of course they were fucking interviewing you
>Look at what you just did
>They'd be stupid not to
>Chrysalis had made you specifically to hurt them, and-
>And you were okay with it
>Of course that's suspicious
>You gently re-arrange their chairs, then let them go
>They all stand there, motionless
>Fear on their faces
>"I-"
>You close your eyes
>"I'm sorry."
>Your voice is hollow
>As if you used it up screaming at them
>"I just..."
>You exhale, opening your eyes and looking up
>"In the cave she said that you wouldn't accept me. I told her to shut up. I gave her a speech about how Friendship would transcend what she did to me."
>You shrug, sadly
>"I didn't... I didn't want her to be right, you know? Because she's evil. Because she helped me, but to do it, she hurt me. She really, really hurt me. And..."
>You look down again
>"The thought of her being right was just-- it hurt so much more, I guess."
>Well
>You fucked up
>"Look. Whatever. You want me to get the hell out of your country, I'll do it. I understand."

>The room is totally silent
>You know you should look up at them, but you can't
>You just close your eyes
>"Anonymous..."
>Twilight's voice trails off
>You just shake your head in response, face clenching even harder
>What the fuck were you doing?
>"Twilight."
>Celestia's voice is warmer now
>Fuck
>Probably trying to let her down easily when she banished your ass
>"Let me speak to him."
>You take a deep breath and look up
>There's not a trace of fear on her visage
>"You have shown to us-"
>"Sister."
>Surprised, you turn to Luna
>She's staring daggers at her sister's face
>"Remember the last time a powerful being had an outburst."
>"Sister. The situations aren't even close to comparable-"
>"No, they are not."
>She points to you
>"He stopped himself. There were no elements of harmony here."
>"He could not-"
>"He could, sister."
>Her hoof jabs in your direction, emphasizing her point
>"He could have. You know as well as I. Chrysalis was easily able to defeat you based off the fraudulent love of just Shining Armor. He has the justified love of a nation."
>"Which is why we must-"
>"He STOPPED, sister."
>She slips into the Royal Canterlot Voice
>Just for a moment
>But it's enough to make her sister draw her attention away from you
>"This wasn't a sudden outburst. This is the product of immense pain and suffering."
>"He might be-"
>"Sister."
>Luna's voice is the most dangerous kind of quiet
>"I know more than thee about this matter. Do not let your own fears cloud your judgement."
>For a moment, a battle of gazes happens in the air in front of you
>Eventually, the sister of the day steps down, her head bobbing in grudging agreement
>Satisfied, Luna turns to you
>You keep moving as you listen to the clicking with intense hatred
>You wanted to stomp this bug into oblivion, and when you died, follow it into oblivion and keep pounding it into the ground
>An eternity of retribution sounded nice in your head
>You stop to take another break and listen to the clicking echo through the tunnel
>It sounds like you are about to reach it again
>You sit there listening and slowly refueling with rage when the clicking stops
>There's silence for about a minute, then it starts up again
>You keep listening as you hear the clicking stop again as a loud crunch echoes throughout the tunnel
>You keep listening
>Silence
>Now you're praying for it to start clicking again as you start to break out into a cold sweat
>Nothing but silence, except for the faint pounding of your own heart
>Whatever just killed that rad roach had to be as big as you at least
>A more terrifying thought is realizing that you're not alone in this tunnel anymore, something is waiting in the darkness
>You quietly sit in the dark and try to steady your breathing, whatever it is, it might leave eventually if given enough time
>You lay there in the dark for about 5 minutes
>It takes all your will power to start moving again, you have to at least get out of this tunnel
>You keep moving on and feel what might be another curve in the tunnel
>As you slowly turn left, you start to see something
>"Anonymous. As somebody with considerable experience in the area, I know that this outburst was not a sudden flare-up. You are angry at events in recent memory, but that anger has simply ignited a much larger charge within th- you."
>You suppressed a smile
>She'd came a long way, but she still occasionally slipped into her old "thee"s and "thou"s.
>It was kind of cute
>In both the "Cute Girl" and "Cute kitten" sense of the word
>"So. What are you upset about?"
>You think back
>Yeah, you were fucking pissed at the situation, but...
>You find yourself talking
>"I'm not from here."
>You take a brief moment to collect your thoughts
>"I'm not... I don't belong here. And no, it's not you guys. You guys welcomed me better than I could ever imagine. Well, besides recently, but I guess that's more my fault than yours. But... I'm not supposed to be here."
>You stand up
>"Look at this chair. It's not designed for me to sit on it. It's designed for a quadruped. I'm supposed to sit like this."
>You try to approximate how they're sitting, with your feet on the chair
>"But that's not how I sit, is it?"
>You move back to your initial position
>"And when I go to a restaurant, they offer stuff like barely and daisy sandwiches. But I don't eat that stuff."
>They look more confused than before
>Hopefully this would start making sense eventually
>"All around me are reminders that I'm totally alien. I don't- I shouldn't be here. I am the only member of my species. And you guys are awesome about it, you really are. Really accepting. But that doesn't change the fact that I shouldn't exist here. Every time I use a restroom, every time I try to get something to eat, every time I sit down, I'm reminded that I'm living in a world that isn't designed for me. I mean, fuck."
>You point at your chest
>"Even before the entire Human-ling thing, I was immune to magic, but only selectively. Which isn't something any other creature in Equestria has. It doesn't make any sense."
>"I- I like it here, but it's not home. I know it's not. In fact..."
>You look at them in turn
>"You guys are the only thing that made me feel at home. Everything else just-- It screams rejection at me. And sometimes that's nice. I mean, being able to take literally any kind of spell to the face and be fine is nice, I guess. But it still lets me know that I don't belong."
>You can see Twilight nod, and even Celestia's face is softening
>"Except you guys. So, when I got changed, I thought -- I mean, fuck, I'm an abomination of nature anyway, right? Might as well have magic powers and shit with it. I mean--"
>You look at Twilight
>"When you got your wings it was scary, right? I mean, great, but scary. Because suddenly you're a Princess, and you're not really 'normal' anymore. Right?"
>She nods
>"I didn't feel that. For me, it's a straight upgrade. Because I was never normal. So, I mean, add black skin -- really chitin, I guess -- and bug wings, and magic, and that comes with no downsides. So when you guys got all scared, I..."
>You shrug
>"I thought that maybe it wasn't. That maybe it was going to rip away the only thing that made me feel like I belonged. And I was just..."
>You look at Celestia
>"I was so scared of that happening that I kind of lost control. I promise, it won't happen again."
>"Thank you for your explanation, Anonymous."
>Luna's eyes drift towards her sister, although her face remains pointed at you
>You tilt your head toward the Princess of the Sun
>"Hmmmm..."
>She believes you
>Or, at least, she partially believes you
>That much you can tell
>"I suppose that your anger is, to an extent, understandable."
>You can feel your heart racing in your chest
>"And, perhaps I have treated you unfairly."
>Come on
>Please
>"But I cannot allow you to live in my kingdom..."
>It feels like the blood is draining out of you
>You half-expect there to be a red puddle around your feet
>Or, well, whatever color you bled now
>"...unless you submit to extensive magical testing and psychological evaluations."
>You exhale in relief
>Thank god
>"I accept those terms."
>"Outside of the kingdom."
>"As in...?"
>"A special facility."
>You consider it for a moment
>Well
>It couldn't be too bad, could it?
>"Sure."
>"For at least four months. Preferably as long as six, or even a year."
>You freeze
>That long, without seeing any of your friends?
>You didn't know if you could take it
>"Who's going to be monitoring me?"
>"The top psychologists and magicians in Equestria. Including us."
>Well
>At least that's four of your friends
>Or maybe three
>You aren't really sure about Celestia anymore
>"I... I can deal with that."
>"Good. Twilight, do you know of a suitable place for this facility?"
>"Well... the Everfree has many miles of totally unexplored territory, and it's quite possible to magically construct a building with great speed."
>You gesture with a hand
>"I could help, if need be. I mean, we need to construct it pretty quickly, right?"
>"Yes. As soon as possible."
>"Well, yeah."
>You look at Twilight
>"I know how good you are with magic, and, again, I'm love-supercharged over here. We can do it tomorrow, or something."
>"No."
>Your head rotates back to Celestia
>"Anonymous. I do believe you. But, after that outburst, I do not feel comfortable having you in my kingdom."
>You stay silent
>"We shall build you a facility. Today. You will live in it until I know for sure I can trust you."
>You look down at the crack in the table, tracing along it with a finger
>"Fine."
- - -
>Lavender walls
>Kind of tacky, but it worked
>Matched the bedsheet, at least
>And it kind of reminded you of Twilight.
>Maybe she did that intentionally
>You slump down on your new bed, staring at the ceiling
>Well
>It's better than a fucking cave, at least
>And you're there voluntarily
>You can leave at any time
>You won't, though.
>If you leave, you will never get the chance to be with your friends again
>Well, unless you just overthrow Celestia and install yourself as dictator of Equestria
>But you kinda doubt they'll still be friends with you after that
>You close your eyes
>It's late
>You should sleep
- - -
>You're standing over Celestia, a huge grin on your face
>"You want to lock me up, huh?"
>She shakes her head vigorously, desperately scrambling towards the ruins of her throne
>You keep advancing on her
>"Put me in another fucking cage? That's your idea? Well, shit, Princess. That's not gonna fly."
>You grab her with magic and lift her into the air, her broken wing splayed out at an awkward angle
>She sobs in pain as you jostle it
>"Idiot. Most of Equestria still loves me. Of course, Canterlot doesn't, but who needs them?"
>You draw her close to your face, and relax, exhaling deeply
>Green smoke flows from your mouth
>"And soon... I won't need love at all. Not after this."
>Celestia's mouth opens to scream, but nothing comes out except smoke of her own
>You inhale it, feeling it empower you as she slowly shrivels away
>You discard her corpse after you're finished, feeling the love of the Sun-Goddess flowing through your veins
>"Ahhhhh..."
>You step over the ruins of her throne, gazing at the hole you blasted in Canterlot castle
>Below you are hundreds of guards and citizens, desperate to protect their princess
>They failed, of course. Their Princess is gone
>What's left is you
>King Anonymous
>Has a nice ring to it
>First, though, you have to deal with her former citizens
>They'd make a nice meal
>You see some of the pegasi taking off, flying in your direction at breakneck speeds
>A smile twitches at the corners of your lips
>"Well."
>You feel magic swirling around you as they near you
>"Come up and get me!"
>You jump down at them, green lightning swirling around you
- - -
>Your eyes snap open
>Your whole body is tense as you slowly sit up, rubbing your hands over your face
>Black hands
>Human-ling hands
>So you didn't dream that part
>But the rest...
>You light up the room with a dull green glow
>Purple walls
>So that part wasn't, either
>Thankfully the rest was
>You try to calm your racing heart as you lay back down
>It was just a nightmare
>It's not like you could actually-
>No
>No way
>You couldn't-
>You struggle for the concept for the next few hours, before, slowly, drifting back to a troubled sleep