An Equestrian tale!

• Diary entry # 2: Growing experiences, and gaining knowledge.

• It's hard to believe that 9 years have already passed, this is getting to be too much for me. At first, I thought that being Starboom's successor was going to be a good thing, to finally have those royal Canterlot pigs their comeuppance. But now I can't hold onto myself much longer, falling into small fits of insanity and rage, my hate for those who have taken away the only ones I have ever loved was burning, festering, and being forged into a weapon for my master's purposes.

- How much longer does Master plan to keep doing this to me? will there ever be an end to this torture? The only silver lining to this is that I'm becoming stronger both physically and mentally. Now delving into the forbidden black arts fully, my mind has just about been consumed by both hate and insanity.

- And... it feels... kinda good, almost like my mind could finally be at ease, like a cobra, coiled in the shrubs, waiting to strike his prey. All this knowledge was amazing, so much was now open to me, and I could now understand much more than most ponies. Soon master will need my talents in magic, and I'll be there for him so long as I can have my revenge on those Princesses. What will happen after that? I cannot say, but I suppose I'll cross that bridge when I get there.

- Master although abusive, has also been preparing me for what's to come. His training was very grueling, very harsh, and very intense. But in the end, look at the power I have gained, no longer will I have been that weaker pony that cried, but the stronger pony that'll savor victory and will be eagerly anticipating that day when I can be the one to personally strike down those damned royal Canterlot pigs.

-Your lost conscious: Artcraft.