I chose chaos over harmony

I chose power over my friends.

I chose to hate instead of forgive.

I chose to continue revenge instead of letting go.

I chose to inflict others with my pain.

In the end...was it worth it?

I think I'm losing what drove me in the first place.

Black Aether was at the height of power, but he was cast down and destroyed. However he wouldn't let his final moments go easily and he caused the cataclysm that wiped alicorns from the face of Equestria.