Luna sat in the dim throne room, her gaze distant and hollow as she stared at the cracks in the cold marble floor. Thinking was all she had left to do. The heavy collar around her neck tugged uncomfortably as she shifted, its enchanted runes constantly draining her strength. She absently raised the moon, her movements mechanical and lifeless, as though she were nothing more than a puppet on strings.

Twilight had vanished earlier that day, leaving Luna alone with her despair. She didn’t need to ask where Twilight had gone. Whenever the self-proclaimed "Queen of Equestria" disappeared, it only meant one thing—another conquest. Another act of cruelty. Another step toward the total annihilation of hope.

When Twilight returned, the doors to the throne room slammed open, reverberating like a thunderclap. Luna flinched instinctively, her heart sinking as she saw the figures chained behind her.

Cadence and Flurry Heart stumbled forward, bound in heavy shackles that dimmed their magic. Cadence’s once-radiant mane was disheveled, and her eyes brimmed with tears as she beheld the state Luna was in. Flurry Heart, usually so bright and full of life, walked with her head hung low, her youthful spirit crushed beneath the weight of defeat.

Twilight strode in ahead of them, her dark aura crackling with chaotic energy. She exuded triumph, her horn aglow with pitch-black magic that cast eerie shadows on the walls.

“Luna,” Twilight said, her voice dripping with mockery, “I have new roommates for you.”

Cadence gasped when she saw Luna up close. Her aunt was bruised and battered, her once-stellar ethereal mane now dull and lifeless. Luna’s eyes, which had once held the glimmer of a thousand stars, now seemed empty, like two windows into an infinite void.

“No…” Cadence whispered, tears streaming down her face. “No, no, no…”

Flurry Heart barely glanced up, her shoulders trembling as her wings hung limp at her sides. She refused to look at the scene before her, choosing instead to keep her gaze fixed on the floor.

Twilight laughed, a cold and unhinged sound that echoed in the chamber. “Now, now, little niece and sister, don’t be so heartbroken!” she sneered, reveling in their anguish. “I have a *very special purpose* for the two of you. So don’t go getting jealous of my star pupil here.” Twilight gestured mockingly toward Luna, whose lips curled into a faint scowl at the degrading title.

Cadence struggled to summon the courage to speak, her voice trembling. “W-what do you want from us? You already have us chained, our magic drained! What more could you possibly want?”

Twilight’s smile widened, her violet eyes shimmering with madness. “What do I want?” she echoed, her tone shifting into a sing-song mockery. “Oh, Cadence, I thought you’d be smarter than this. I want you to help me rid this land of every last ounce of resistance. Every pony who dares to defy me will receive the same punishment I endured. Together, we’ll accelerate the petrifaction process.”

Flurry Heart looked up, her young voice breaking. “You’re a monster! How can you force us to—”

“Silence!” Twilight snapped, her voice booming with dark energy. Flurry Heart flinched, her wings twitching as tears pooled in her eyes. Twilight loomed over the trembling alicorn, her presence suffocating. “You will do as I command, or your punishment will make Luna’s look merciful.”

Twilight turned back to Cadence, her voice softening into a chilling calm. “Get comfortable. You’ll be here for a long, long time.”

Using her magic, Twilight dragged Cadence and Flurry Heart forward, their hooves scraping against the cold floor. With a dark smirk, she secured them to Celestia’s old throne with chains laced with enchantments. The sight of the once-proud throne, now desecrated and tarnished, sent a pang of anguish through Cadence’s heart.

She couldn’t look at Luna, whose head was bowed low, her body trembling with quiet sobs.

Twilight stepped back, admiring her work with a gleam of satisfaction in her eyes. She whispered to herself, the words barely audible. “I have won. I’m the strongest. No one can stop me now.”

The days bled together in an endless haze of misery. With Cadence and Flurry Heart chained beside her, the throne room became a grotesque tableau of suffering. The young alicorn’s once-hopeful spirit had been shattered. Cadence tried to console her daughter, whispering reassurances that sounded hollow even to her.

Luna watched them silently, the guilt gnawing at her like a ravenous beast. She should have been stronger. She should have stopped Twilight when she had the chance. Now, her failure condemned them all.

“Luna…” Cadence’s voice broke the heavy silence one evening. “Is there nothing we can do? No way to fight back?”

Luna closed her eyes, her voice barely above a whisper. “There is nothing. Twilight’s power… it has grown beyond anything we could have imagined. She is no longer the mare we once knew.”

Flurry Heart whimpered, pressing herself against her mother’s side. “Then… then what’s the point of even living?”

Luna’s heart clenched at the hopelessness in Flurry’s voice. She wanted to say something—anything—to comfort the filly. But she couldn’t bring herself to speak.

The throne room door creaked open, and Twilight strode in, her expression alight with sadistic glee. “Good evening, my dear family,” she purred, her tone mocking. “I trust you’re all settling in nicely?”

Cadence glared at her, her defiance flickering like a dying flame. “This won’t last forever, Twilight. Someday, somepony will stop you.”

Twilight tilted her head, a cold smile spreading across her face. “Oh, Cadence. How quaint. But you see…” She leaned in close, her eyes narrowing. “Forever is exactly what I have planned.”

They are mine now.

Cadence, Flurry Heart, Luna—all of them kneel before me, bound by chains they cannot break. The sight fills me with a sense of triumph I never imagined possible. Equestria bends to my will, its ponies trembling at the mere mention of my name.

This is the world I’ve created. A world where power is everything. A world where I am the queen, and none dare challenge me.

But as I sit on this throne, surrounded by my trophies, a thought lingers in the back of my mind. A quiet voice, faint but persistent.

Is this truly what I wanted?

I silence the voice with a cruel laugh, brushing it aside like a cobweb. Of course, it is.

After all, I am Twilight Sparkle. The strongest. The ruler of Equestria.

And nothing will ever change that.

Author's Note

The bad ending is done. Hopefully it’s as dark and angst as you guys like. If that is what you like lol.