Striving for Perfection

It's been a few days since the deal with the princesses was made. During this time, I was visited only by a doctor a couple of times and no one else. I think Celestia just doesn't want to interact with someone who can beat her in an argument, and Luna does useful things unlike her sister. Well, I hope that's the case and the Luna lives up to my expectations. Alas, no one is going to make me free clothes, and even more so they are not going to leave me bandages as clothes for me, so I only have to use the remnants of my coat as a loincloth. Looks like it's time for me to learn how to sew clothes. These ponies are unlikely to have at least a minimal idea of human clothing, especially considering that they are nudists. At best, they know about the basics of sewing. In any case, according to the doctor, I will be released from the hospital today.

Now I'm resting my feet on the bed and doing push-ups. I don't know what they have planned for me as a workout, but I'd rather be at least a little bit ready. The strangest thing is that if earlier I could do a maximum of about fifty push-ups, now I have already done almost three hundred and am not particularly tired. Apparently this is a vivid example of the body becoming stronger in every sense. While I was methodically doing push-ups, Celestia entered the room without knocking, with the guards on her sides. Judging by the expression on Celestia's face, she is clearly unhappy to meet me again. I've never understood why you can't express your dislike directly if you can't hide it. Anyway, when I saw Celestia, I stood up and adjusted my loincloth. The Guards frowned at me, probably because of the disrespectful attitude towards their ruler. If they knew how much I don't care, they would cry.

"Now you will be in a dedicated room of the castle, follow us. This is an order." Said Celestia. I must admit that I really like the conversation only on business and without frills. Although perhaps she is just afraid of losing in an argument in front of the public.

I just nodded and followed Celestia. Although I wanted to thank my doctor for the treatment, but I never found out his name, so I just left the hospital with Celestia. When I went outside, I saw this so-called "Canterlot" in person. To be honest, I don't like all these cities with castles, low houses and similar medieval attributes. I prefer huge skyscrapers and in general steel and concrete displacing bushes and trees from the city. Anyway, while I was following Celestia, a lot of ponies in town were staring at me. Hey! If some ponies have locked themselves in houses because they are afraid of me, then I have already become known. Success.

While the ponies were staring at me, I decided to play a little with the audience. Turning to the nearest pony, I smiled broadly, showing all my teeth. Seeing this, he and a couple of ponies nearby shuddered and hurriedly retreated. Disappointing. I was hoping to start a chain reaction and a general panic. Perhaps the influence of Celestia on the minds of the townsfolk is strong enough to make my attacks less effective. Okay, sooner or later I will achieve perfection and then my victory in everything will be inevitable. Besides, I'm going to get off this planet at the first opportunity.

Following Celestia, I was able to see the castle. This castle is probably the worst building I've ever seen. A lot of towers, just a bunch of strange architectural solutions and a general lack of confidence in style. One tower is golden with a long spire, the second is yellow-purple with a minimalistic sun, the third is generally a super-wide yellow-purple tower with a wave image. Or how do you like a rustic house attached to a castle that is not part of the general style? In the fucking air! Where did they get so much money to allow the construction of something so inefficient?

While I was looking at the castle and sorting out all its problems, Celestia turned to me with a grin, "Well, what do you think?" She asked.

"It's terrible, the one who built it should be killed for wasting money." I replied, forcing Celestia to look at me in amazement but not to say anything in response. That's good.

After entering the castle with ultra-high ceilings, I started walking along the corridors with Celestia and the guards. Walking along the corridor, I noticed a lot of ornate doors to various rooms. Fuck so much!? Okay, okay, okay, I just need to calm down, otherwise I don't have the physical or moral strength to afford a nervous breakdown. Continuing to walk at some point, Celestia stopped in front of one of the ornate doors and opened it with a flashing horn. It's even hard to imagine that if I had seen this about a month ago, my mind would have collapsed and now it almost doesn't impress me.

Turning around and looking at me with an impenetrable gaze, Celestia said, "You will live in this room. You must now enter and remain in the room until further notice. This is an order."

I went into the room, closing the door behind me and began to inspect my new possessions. The window opposite which is a simple wooden table with the same chair. A large red square double bed with a couple of pillows and a blanket. All of the above has different shades of red from the crimson color of pillows and a red mattress to a dark red blanket. Continuing to look around the room, I saw another door, not richly decorated, but an ordinary wooden one, but for now I decided to ignore it. The next thing I saw in the room was a large bookcase. Looking closely at it, I saw that all the books were arranged in shades. In my opinion, of all the methods of unfolding books, this is the most inefficient. I prefer unfolding on a general topic. In any case, after looking around the whole room again, I realized that I had nothing else to do, so I headed for the wooden door.

Entering the next room, I saw a largely standard bathroom in white and gold colors. A sink, a pool with a shower and. . . a hole? Coming closer and looking more closely, I realized that this hole is a pony alternative to the toilet. Disappointed, I left the room, closing the door behind me and went to the bookcase.

Pulling out the first book I came across and quickly reading the first few sentences, I realized that it has been just a novel. Fiction later, pure knowledge now. I thought before putting the book on the table and starting to sort through the entire library that was in my hands.

The sun is already starting to set and I have finally finished organizing the library for convenience. As a result of all this process, I have four stacks of books: 1. What I need now is the basics of sewing, physics and the rest that I need now or need to get off this planet. This is the smallest stack. 2. Postponed for the near future, that is, local history, blacksmithing and the rest that I will need if a way to return to Earth is not found soon. 3. What in theory can be useful, that is, mythology, alchemy and the rest that I will need if I have to really stay on this planet for a long time and try to use everything I get access to. 4. The biggest stack consisting of all kinds of fiction that I'm just going to pass on to people. While I do not know how I will bring books from another planet to Earth and remain free, but I am sure many people will appreciate this.

Looking at all these stacks of books now, I feel proud of my work. Despite the fact that it took me almost the whole day. Taking stacks of books and putting them on different shelves of the closet, I finally finished my reorganization. Alas, because of the size of the stack of fiction, she occupied the top three shelves of the closet, but in any case, the main thing is that everything is over and I can get busy. Taking a book on the basics of sewing and sitting on a chair with one leg crossed over the other, I began to read, but I was interrupted by a knock on the door.

I turned around leaving the book open and shouted "Come in!"

A guardsman in golden armor entered the room. No matter how hard he tried to hide it, he was very stressed by being so close to me. After a couple of seconds, he gathered his strength and said, "Princess Celestia wants to see you in the royal dining room."

"Okay, but how do Miss Idiot on the throne think I should know where this dining room is?" I said irritably.

"You don't dare talk about the princess like that!" The guard exclaimed, but realizing what he said, he froze with fear.

I got up from my chair, walked up to the guard and bent down to be of equal height with him. I looked into his eyes and said, "What's your name?"

"S-Solar Knight," he said with fear in his voice.

"Now listen to me Solar Knight. I'm not offended by you, not a drop, but I have a request for you. I want you to think about why and for what purpose you said this, and then answer me tomorrow and now-"pat him on the head"-be a good boy and show me where the royal dining room is."

As soon as I finished speaking, he nodded and left the room. I followed him, reading a book and periodically glancing at him so as not to accidentally miss a turn. While walking through the corridors, I began to think where I could find a sewing needle.

Even if you are the greatest tailor in the world, at least you need a needle. It's unlikely that Celestia will just give me a needle. But if earlier I could bend gold, maybe now I can bend a fork so that a needle turns out? Yes, it should work. I just need to find a good moment and steal the fork.

While I was thinking how to get a needle, we had already reached a large double door. It really seems to me that they don't know how to save. Anyway, when we got closer to the door, the guardsman turned to me and nodded his head towards the door. Taking the hint, I opened the double door with an effort and entered the dining room.

Bright light from the setting sun shone through the large stained-glass windows, illuminating the entire room. There are a lot of different tables and chairs in the room, and at one of them sits Celestia, surrounded by six different ponies. Looking at them closely, I realized that five of them attacked me when I attacked Ponyville and the sixth pony turned out to be a yellow Pegasus with a pink mane and tail. Also, looking closer, I saw that one seat at the table opposite Celestia was free.

How were they able to recover so quickly? It takes from several weeks to several months to treat a fracture. Besides, I can't have a dialogue with the group as well as one-on-one. I need to do everything to get the group to disperse and then defeat Celestia's plan, whatever it is. Yes , I will do it.

Knowing that I have support even in such a difficult situation for myself, I can't help but smile. Keeping a smile, I calmly walk up to an empty chair and sit on it with one leg crossed over the other. Looking around at all the ponies in the room, I noticed their location. The melee group of blue Pegasus and orange earth pony is closest to me. The ranged group of all the others except yellow Pegasus is a little further away from me. The yellow Pegasus is the furthest away and it shows that he is extremely frightened by the fact of being in the same room with me. Seeing how I was sitting, the ponies looked surprised and the lilac unicorn even took out a notebook and started writing something in it.

After examining everyone in the room, I decided not to waste time and immediately get to the point "Well, why did you call me here, Celestia?" I asked, causing the ponies in the room to be surprised that I addressed their princess by name.

"What, can't I just invite someone to dinner? It's already evening and you haven't eaten at all today." Answered Celestia with a question.

"Suppose I believe you, but then why are they needed here?" I asked, pointing to the other ponies in the room.

"I invited them here for you to apologize." Celestia said, making me laugh.

I finished laughing, wiped the tears from my eyes and said, "Good joke, Celestia."

"This is not a joke." Said Celestia.

"Then I have a perfectly logical question. What do I have to apologize for?"

The blue Pegasus quickly flew up to me at point-blank range and shouted "What did you do!? You came to Ponyville, beat up the Guards with us, and scared a lot of ponies!"

I just looked at her with an emotionless look and replied, "Is it my fault that ponies are so backward and timid? No. Is it my fault that you attacked me and got the appropriate response? No. I have nothing to apologize for."

The blue Pegasus growled and returned to his seat. After the unsuccessful attack of Pegasus, silence hung in the room. It's probably awkward for them, but for me the silence is so welcome. I decided to take the time to continue reading the sewing manual, but unfortunately, as soon as I started reading, someone cleared his throat. Looking up, I saw that a white unicorn with a purple mane was looking at me with interest.

"Honey, if you need clothes, then I'm ready to help." The unicorn said in a friendly voice.

"No thanks, and you'd better call me mister." I replied, continuing to read the book.

"You know, it's absolutely normal to accept help, there's nothing wrong with that, and besides, I'll make your clothes for free." Said the unicorn, which interested me for a second. No, free cheese only in a mousetrap.

"I don't need your handouts and besides, I very much doubt that you will do at least something satisfactory for free." I replied, forcing the unicorn to grunt resentfully and shut up.

The silence that I so desired hung in the room again and I continued to read. After listening to the surroundings and sniffing, I realized that something was being prepared in the kitchen. I hope they're not cooked, hay if it can be cooked at all. Unfortunately, once again my attempt to read was interrupted by the voice of this time Celestia.

"Can you introduce yourself for the sake of decency?"

I raised my hand and reluctantly waved, "My name is Daniel Ctumer and I'm not interested in your names." I said, forcing the pink pony to get up to me super fast and start throwing questions at me.

"Hi, my name is Pinkie Pie! When is your birthday? What is your favorite color? What do you like to eat? What kind of cake do you like? Do you like parties? Although what I'm saying is all ponies love parties." Pinkie Pie said.

I exhaled to calm down a little and not beat Pinkie Pie right now "It's my birthday on November fourth, but I don't need any gifts. I don't have a favorite color. I prefer different types of fried meat. I don't like sweet dishes or large gatherings of people such as parties. " I said, causing Pinkie to look at me in shock.

"How can you not want birthday gifts!? How can you not love sweets and parties!? All ponies love it all. I do not know of any pony who would not like it. Even those who say they don't like it really just never tried it. " Said Pinkie gesturing with her hooves.

I was already starting to lose patience, so I put the book on the table, grabbed her muzzle with my hand and squeezed my other hand into a fist as hard as I could "Do you know why THEY like it all? Because people like YOU, who have influence because of their character, make them change. And if they resist, then you forcibly change them and call yourself right. But do you know who you really are, bitch? You are just a happy being who is lucky to be himself and at the same time receive the approval of society. How about thinking about how they feel, thinking about how they feel when they are rejected simply for who they are, while you are basking in approval. Maybe you need to feel their answer, my answer! " I said at the end, concentrating all the rage that I had in my voice. I was about to start beating her, and I had already brought my fist back to strike.

But at the last moment I exhaled and let go of the Pinkie "You know what? Just get out of here, there's no place for trash like you in this place."

When I finished, Pinkie's mane deflated (how?) and the overall color of the fur faded and tears began to accumulate in his eyes. Pinkie lowered her head low and left the room. Minus one. All the ponies in the room were looking at me with a mixture of shock and disapproval. Although when did I care about their opinion? The question is rhetorical. I picked up the book from the table and continued reading again. Tension hung in the air, it was felt especially strongly from the side of the blue Pegasus, but the tension was relieved by the sound of the door opening. Turning around at the sound, I saw a unicorn pushing a cart with a plate and a dome. Unlike many other ponies, this one doesn't seem to care who I am. That's what I like when people do their duties, I hope she hasn't lost her personality. The unicorn's horn lit up and carried the plates with domes to each creature at the table. She quickly bowed and left.

Lifting the dome, I saw the last things I expected to see on the plate. There were fried fish and potatoes on the plate. And also as cutlery there is a fork and a knife. I put the book down next to my plate and looked up at Celestia.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked suspiciously.

"What's the big deal? I just asked the best griffin restaurant in Canterlot to cook meat, especially for you." Celestia replied in an innocent voice.

I laughed out loud and said, continuing to chuckle, "Do you know what the funniest thing is, Celestia? Your ability to make the worst possible decision."

"What do you mean?"

"I calmly eat all kinds of meat, but least of all I like fish and that we have here Miss idiot on the throne, decided that fish would be the best option. Bravo!" I said, starting to clap my hands quickly.

"I've had enough of this attitude! I want a deal. What do you want me to give you in return for treating me with respect? I'm ready for anything if you remember the rules of decency. " Celestia asked, unable to stand my actions and snapped.

I smiled broadly and asked with great joy in my voice, "Do you know the fish is my least favorite meat, but do you know what my favorite is?"

"Which one?" Celestia asked with caution in her voice.

I smiled even wider, already so wide that my jaw began to ache and answered by pronouncing perfectly smoothly and clearly every letter of "Horsemeat"

The reaction was instantaneous. The yellow Pegasus gave a brief squeak and hid behind Celestia. The lilac unicorn dropped the notebook from its magical grip and just hung there looking at one point. A white unicorn with a purple mane instantly fainted. Blue Pegasus, orange pony and Celestia just stared at me with varying degrees of shock.

Despite the reaction of everyone in the room, I calmly took a knife and fork to cut off a piece of fish and eat it. Having lived out the piece, I continued to say, "That's what my proposal is, Celestia: Any pony that died for unnatural reasons, that is, from a knife notch, hunger and the like, becomes my food in return, I will respect you. Well, what do you think? "

Celestia was looking at me in shock and trying to figure out if I was telling the truth. When she realized that this was not a joke, she replied with disgust, "There is no way I will allow you to dare to do such a terrible thing, especially with my approval. How could you possibly imagine something so disgusting?"

"You yourself said "I'm ready for anything" that you can't follow your statements? Or maybe everyone's favorite princess is afraid to admit that the lives of citizens are not important to her when surrounded by the same citizens?" I asked, deliberately irritating Celestia.

"Clinging to words is a very indecent technique, Daniel. Do you know that?"

"Don't deceive anyone, Celestia. Among everyone in this room, only the two of us understand that politics consists of everything, even the dirtiest and most immoral."

"Which of us talked about flexible policy?"

"And what did you think flexible politics meant by talented diplomats, kindness and friendship? I'm afraid to destroy your mini-world once again, but by flexible politics, I meant blackmail, political assassinations, deception, a powerful intelligence service and similar fun things."

"And where are you going to find so much money to carry out all your plans? You want to fund education and give support to scientists. You want to create an intelligence service that can actually control a neighboring state. You want to create a well-trained army, but where are you going to find the money for all this?"

I put the cutlery on the table and began to actively gesticulate with my hands, "In short, I will build a very long train like tin how long and this train preloaded with a bunch of people will be sent to neighboring countries. The train will travel through all countries of the world and steal everything valuable from them on the way and then return to their homeland loaded with mountains of jewelry. Profit! " " I finished my story solemnly raising my hands up.

Celestia looked at me for a long time, again trying to assess whether I was telling the truth. When she realized I was serious, she said, "You're crazy."

"No, I'm a crazy madman!" I exclaimed before starting to laugh.

When I finished laughing, I continued, "Okay, I have a better idea. First of all, I will gather an army and take away the property of all the nobles. Then I will take apart such useless buildings as this castle for materials. And at the end, I will expand the list of crimes punishable by death to save on providing prisons. Yes, you can call my ideas immoral, but I'm sure they will work. "

Surprisingly, it was not Celestia who answered me, but a lilac unicorn, "But that's bad. What will the nobles do after their property is taken away from them? Residents of the city will not be able to enjoy the beauty if all the castles are demolished. You offer to ruin the lives of many for the sake of profit."

"I believe that more than one person will not be able to create something as beautiful as nature did, so I don't see any special meaning in any art. And speaking of nobles, I don't care what happens to them, I have no pity for those who received something by birth. I can only recommend that you re-evaluate the values a bit. "

"What do you mean? "

"You say what I propose to do is bad, but I just want to do the best. Notice the strangeness? When parents do what they see fit, they are called good parents for caring, but when I do the same, you say it's bad."

"The difference is that parents know how to raise their children and they genuinely care about their children."

"Of course, of course, but let me ask you a question if parents know better what is best for their children, then why did I become like this?"

"Um. . . Your parents didn't take much care of you?" Lilac unicorn asked uncertainly.

"Nope. Let me tell you something. Do you know who cared about me the most? Father, it was he who gave me all his free time and taught me. He taught that it is necessary to follow only material benefits, taught that in order to survive in a cruel world, you need to be able to lie, taught that in order to feel comfortable in society, you need to create a socially acceptable image. On the other side of the scales there is a grandfather with whom I saw only on winter and summer holidays. Grandfather spent most of his time hunting and only sometimes took the time to teach me. Grandfather taught me his values of honesty, straightforwardness, following his ideals and preserving individuality no matter what. That's my question to you. Listening and following my parents' advice is good. I listened to my parents, that is, I did well, but now everyone in this room treats me with varying degrees of disgust. Why?"

When I finished speaking, there was silence in the room. Looking at all the ponies, you can see that they were taken aback by my question.

I sighed and answered for them, "The fact is that the concepts of "good" and "bad" are just conventions created to simplify perception. And a little more information so that you understand the further material. Any society is built on three things: an internal enemy, an external enemy and a central figure. The central figure is a person with a built-up personality cult or just a super influential ideology. And now the material. To eliminate the conditionality, you need to create a new logic. The new logic is based on honesty, straightforwardness, lack of excuses and, most importantly, the maximum possible use of freedom. To create a new logic, you need to put a person who has already achieved this result in the place of the central figure. Why am I saying this? My main task is to achieve an idea, but the dissemination of an idea is also very important. And now-"I took the plate along with the cutlery and got up"-I say goodbye to you. I hope you make the right choice." I said before turning around and leaving the room.

After going through the corridors from memory, I got to my room. Going into the room, closing the door behind me and putting the food on the table, I opened the book and continued reading.