King Dusk NightFall: A Life's Legacy

Okay, so I'm kinda new to this whole 'journal-writing' thing. I didn't really pick it up until I became King of Equestria. So... hopefully you don't mind if I'm not that formal.

You know what? I'm not entirely sure anypony will even see this. Other than me, obviously. It's a weird feeling to be writing to and about yourself at the same time.

Anyway, the name's one I already know. King Dusk NightFall, ruler of Equestria. I feel so damn important.

How did I get myself into this predicament anyway? I think I died at some point. Yeah... Now that feels weird to say.

I'm not kidding, either. I did die recently. From a crazed murderer that looked like fucking - excuse me, bucking (I'm a king now, after all. Gotta be polite.) - Pinkie Pie.

Yep. Think this murderer said her name was Pinkamena? Weird shi- stuff - indeed.

Oh, forget it. This is my journal, noone's gonna see it, so I can be however fucking rude I want. Whatever.

Ok, so y'all want to know what the hell happened? Well too bad, 'cause I don't even know what happened myself. I died, remember? I bloody died.

The only pony who'd know something is Twilight Sparkle, Princess of Friendship. And I'm pretty sure she hates every last goddamn cell in my body. After all, I lived but her mentor Princess Celestia sure as hell didn't.

Oh yeah, forgot to add that Pinkamena killed me and both Princesses. And guess what? Twilight was supposed to be the one to control the power of the sun and moon, but some funky shit came about and I got put in charge. Yippee-yeah-yay for me.

Shit... And I liked Twilight, too. Guess somepony said 'Fuck you, Dusk! You ain't gonna get the one pony you actually cared for! She's gonna hate you for life'!

And now I have to deal with the shitstorm the Princesses left behind when they died. Wonderful.

Speaking of which, I need to go raise the moon now, since it's that time again.

Hopefully Twilight won't pretend to be concerned and ask me if I need anything again. I hate it when she does that. She should just curse me for living already and get it over with.

I'll keep writing later. I'm sure y'all will love to hear what happened.

And by y'all, I mean me.

See ya.

Dusk