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Anon sits upon one of her thrones, occupying the Unicorn throne based in Canterlot for the moment as Superior Mindset. Life is good. That is, until she's suddenly teleported by an unknown force to somewhere equally unknown. Well, unknown to her at first, until her eyes adjust to see the starred void known as space.

"Bucking, OW. My EYES." Anon complains to something unseen.

A merry fit of feminine giggles fills the air around her, something Anon thinks is impossible in the void of space. Until it registers that she's standing on a large expanse of cloud. Then, a figure shimmers into existence in front of the filly. Tall, pure white, with flowing, reddish hair.

"Holy... Faust?" Anon blurts, dumbfounded.

"Indeed it is, and you're Anonymous. Or, before that, Annie. Welcome to my domain." Faust gestures.

Anon deadpans. "Awful empty for a domain."

"That's because I don't need to have anything conjured at the moment. My focus is entirely on you." Faust replies.

Anon squints. "I'd ask why I'm here, but I... may have a few guesses."

Faust shakes her head. "No, your sins may be great, but they're not why I have you here with me. In fact, I wanted to thank you for a job well done."

Anon has an aneurysm at hearing this. "W-what!? What do you mean!?"

"Why, who do you think brought you here in the first place? And why do you think Discord's been leaving you and the world alone since your arrival?" Faust asks, gesturing to a spot where a captive Draconequus is being held. "Discord failed to follow my orders, to erase this world to make way for the next. I figured his extra time with Fluttershy would serve as time to let him come to grips with this inevitability. But, he's been corrupted by friendship."

"What does this have to do with me, exactly?" Anon asks, perplexed by this seemingly mad god.

"Why, that's the best part about this. After getting some leeway from those above, I don't have to entirely get rid of this world after all! Just get it to a state where things are as simple as possible, to allow others to build upon my groundwork. I very well can't do that all directly, what would the ponies think of me for that? But you, someone who can properly buck up this world, and strip it of everything but its most solid foundations, were the perfect candidate." Faust continues, pacing around Discord a bit longer, before dematerializing him. "I'm quite impressed, really. I never would have thought of introducing drugs! OR using con-ponies to market it! Such a creative, destructive little mind you have. Of course, I did have to give you that final push, to remember what Chrysalis, Tirek, and Cozy were initially set to do. Before the meddling."

"So THAT'S why I'm here, to be your scapegoat!?" Anon shouts angrily.

Faust nods. "Yep! And at any moment, magic will vanish from the land completely. All beings reliant on it for survival will perish, such as the changelings. Any beings reliant on it for form will separate, name any creature in Tartarus. And after a millennia or so, all recognizable elements will be long gone, forgotten to time. I certainly hope you enjoy living in this time of turmoil, because it's all still your doing. A fitting sentence for tainting my little ponies. Toodles!"

"Wait! You can't-" Anon is interrupted as she's teleported back to the world below.

Faust chuckles to herself, a television set and couch materializing as she goes about her remaining time. She rematerializes Discord, still captive. "Don't worry, she'll go back to her old body as if none of this ever happened when she dies. All she'll retain is the experience, then maybe she won't be such a cunt back on Earth anymore." She assures her failure of a creation, turning the channel to one of her favorites.

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Anon is unceremoniously plopped back into her throne, as if she'd never been gone to begin with. Despite this, her face seems to be a paler shade of green. Rushing out in her disguise, she tries to speak to the unicorns she'd turned, only to be met with racist remarks when attempting to talk about any other race of pony. Changing her form and teleporting to the others yields the same result. The realization dawns on her.

"I bucked up. And I can't take it back."

At that moment, tragedy strikes. Pegasi begin to drop from the skies like flies, unicorn magic becomes unresponsive, and earth ponies lose their strength. With a spark, and a fizzle, the Alicorn Amulet fails as well, dropping from Anon's neck like a stone. The sticky notes on her flanks fall off, and chaos ensues.

Anon begins to trudge her way back to her foster mother's home, pelted with tomatoes and insults along the way.

Author's Note

And that, is how G5 happens. Goodnight everyone!