Tirek met his end in the Griffon Empire, cut down by gunpowder and steel; in an Equestria robbed of its Princesses, ponies with ambition try to rise above the rest of the herd.

I conquered a country, raised an Empire. Without cutie mark, purposeless. Without magic, weak. I had ambition, and I won. I won, a self-deprecating and appallingly flawed pony. History shall judge me, for my days are few indeed.

Reliving memories of more exciting times with an assistant, pondering my legacy. Thus is the end of the Emperor of Equestria.

Third place entry for the Rage Reviews group contest, F*** THIS PROMPT #2

The prompt: Your self-insert takes over Equestrian.

Must be completed and submitted to the contest by April 13th.