INSANITY

Princess Celestia. You think you care? You think you know my pain? You’re wrong. I don’t feel pain. Not anymore. In fact, I’m grateful, Celestia. Yes, grateful. This revelation has proven that I knew more than you ever wanted me to know. It confirmed the truth you were so desperate to bury. You were afraid. Afraid of me. Afraid of what I had become.

I was no longer your obedient little lapdog, Celestia, and that terrified you. I saw it in your eyes the day you sentenced me. You tried to mask it behind that façade of stoic determination, but I could see the cracks. You feared me. You still do.

I killed my friends, Celestia, and their faces haunt me. I won’t lie and say it doesn’t hurt sometimes. I can hear their voices, calling my name, pleading with me to stop. But their deaths were not in vain. No. Their deaths were necessary. They helped me realize my strength. They helped me see the truth.

I didn’t need you. I never did. You pretended to guide me, to nurture me, but in reality, you were shaping me into your weapon. A tool for your precious harmony. But the day I became an Alicorn, something shifted. I saw through your lies. I saw the strings you had tied to me, controlling my every move. You didn’t make me a Princess out of love or pride. You did it to keep me close. To keep me under your control.

Well, Celestia, I cut the strings. I severed them the moment I realized what you were. And that’s why you were so desperate to lock me away. You couldn’t bear the thought of your perfect little student defying you, of her becoming more powerful than you. And I have. I am.

I’ve been biding my time, Celestia. You think you’ve broken me, but you’ve only made me stronger. I’ve been eating, regaining my strength bit by bit, right under your nose. You didn’t notice, did you? Too consumed by your guilt, your pathetic attempts to “help” me. But I’ve noticed everything. I’ve seen the way you look at me, the way you hesitate before speaking. You’re still afraid. And you should be.

The time is nearing. Soon, I’ll show you what true power looks like. I’ll make you understand what it feels like to be powerless, to watch as everything you’ve built crumbles before your eyes. You act like you care for me, but you don’t. You care for the puppet you created, the image of Twilight Sparkle you crafted to serve your purposes. You don’t care for who I am now. You never did.

You’re a coward, Celestia. A coward who hides behind her crown, her image, her lies. But I see you for what you really are. And I’m going to exploit your cowardice. You think you’ve been in control, but the truth is, I’ve been calling the shots all along.

I’ll take everything from you, just as you took everything from me. I’ll make you see the depths of my strength, the magnitude of my hatred. You’ll realize too late that you never truly understood me, that you underestimated what I’m capable of.

I’m the one who pulls the strings now, Celestia. And soon, I’ll make you dance.

I swear on my soul, your blood will be on my hooves. But not yet. Not until the time is right. For now, I’ll wait. I’ll play my part, biding my time in the shadows. Let them think I’m broken, that I’ve given up. Let them pity me, mourn for the Twilight they think they’ve lost. It only makes the game more satisfying.

The end is coming, Celestia. And when it does, you’ll understand what it means to face true despair.

Heheh =).