Breaker
If you're reading this then I have died. Ether the Royal Guard finally founding me and cut me down, or the Everfree forest has made me food for Timberwolves. But I want to leave you with the truth, though my words may mean little for the villain I have been made out to be. I won’t deny what I did. It was my fault, but I never wanted this!
I’m cursed, since the day I was born this curse has followed me. How do I know its been since birth? I was born with my cutie mark, a plate breaking into many pieces. Whatever I touch breaks, my mother being the first to fall victim to my talent as she died after my birth. Hence why I was born with my cutie mark, I was already performing my special talent before I could even open my eyes for the first time.
My talent, breaking anything I touch. Doesn’t matter what it is or was. If I touched it, it broke. Didn’t matter if it was just a simple household item or a living creature, it broke. I never had friends growing up because of it. They all would either shun me, afraid that I would break something of theirs, or verbally assault me, calling me hurtful names and poking fun at me. They would never physically hurt me, not after Starseeker tried back in first grade.
I remember that day clearly, even after all these years. Starseeker came out calling me the worst name he could. I ignored him, or more accurately acted like I was ignoring him. I never could truly ignore them as they spoke. This only drove Starseeker to anger, not wanting to be ignored and he attacked me, bucked me right in the face. I still remember him yelling “Don’t ignore me!” at me before hearing the sickening sound of bones breaking as he fell to the ground yelling in pain. Last I heard he was still crippled, even after all these years.
It’s funny, going off what I have said so far you're probably wondering how I even lived this long with everything breaking around me. Well things didn’t break all the time, just when it mattered the most. I remember being so excited once because I was able to keep a single plate intact for a whole year, then it shattered in that same moment of excitement. What I find ironic though is that I myself remain unbroken.
Not once in my life have I had a broken bone, or major injury. Not once have I mentally broken down after taking in the assault of my youth and the realization of my situation as an adult. One would think a pony like me would be depressed or suicidal (though even if I was I don’t think I could actually do it as the means of killing myself would break). Yet I fall asleep each night looking forward to the next day and wake up energetically ready to take on the day.
As for what I did well it started in my search for a job. I couldn’t keep one due to my curse, but I could make enough from a job to at least afford my next meal before moving on. I had been walking from Manehattan to the next town the road would take me to, that town was Ponyville.
I had arrived in Ponyville and after seeing how small the town was I was going to need a miracle to find a quick job to make enough bits for a meal before moving on. That is when it happened. Something I had been trying to avoid since the day Starseeker bucked my back, and been somewhat excessively. Though this time it was worse than anything before, even worse than my birth as I broke one of Equestria’s greatest defences. A pink mare came out of the blue, and hugged me.
I was stunned in the moment, she came out of no where and latched onto me. She yelled something along the lines of “welcome to our town” but I couldn’t focus on the rest. This mare was going to get hurt some way now, I didn’t know how or when at the time but I knew however it was going to be my fault when it happened.
She broke away from the hug and started to stare at me, her happy attitude suddenly disappeared. She stared at me with sad eyes, but it was what she said. I think it will haunt me for the rest of my life as it was as if she knew what was going to happen but found out a moment too late, but how?
“Oh…” she said.
She fell apart right there and then, and It was horrifying. Her head fell off her body as her muscles and skin started to liquefy. Her limbs did the same as she fell to the ground and she soon become nothing more than a mess of gore in a blood puddle. All I could do was watch before screaming.
Soon the whole town knew what had happened. A strange new pony entered town and a local was now dead, nothing more than a pile of meat in the middle of the road. I did what any sensible pony would do in that situation, I ran.
I ran as a few ponies started giving chase. They are not wrong to blame me. I was the cause but I didn’t do it in cold blood. It was an accident caused by my curse, I have no way to control it! I also didn’t want to die, no sane pony wants to die. So I ran.
I was almost to the Everfree when I overheard something, something that still weighs heavy on me.
“He killed the Element of Laughter!”
Those words hit me hard. I had heard of the Elements of Harmony in my travels, what pony hasn’t. But that mare couldn’t have been one of the element bearers, could she? If she was then I broke more than just a mere mare that was unlucky enough to touch me. I have just destroyed one of Equestria’s defences, a beacon of hope, and showed Equestria’s enemies that we can be hurt.
The ponies of Ponyville chased me till I entered the Everfree. I have only heard rumors of this place but if those rumors are true I will meet my end here. Either the creatures of the forest will get me or Celestia’s soldiers after they get word of what has happened. Well if my curse lets them. Either way I can’t live out there anymore, might as well make the forest my home till the end finally comes to me.
Author's Note
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