Ah, it feels good to put my wings to use once again. They’ve been strapped down for so long. I’m surprised they didn’t fall apart the moment I used them. And tonight’s the perfect night to refresh them. Night air is good for the skin, so I’ve been told.

As much as I would like to soar through the sky and enjoy my new freedom, I have matters to attend to. To be specific, there’s an annoying griffon twat sitting in a boat that I must swat down. He wants to entertain the idea he can stand up against me. Maybe he can, if I allow him the opportunity. But he won’t do anything. I can fly, he can’t. I would be an idiot to let go of my advantage.

Speaking of idiots, the griffon twat in the boat is yelling at me. “Why don’t you come down here and I can show you my superior ass kicking skills!”

Why must I bother with this peasant? Despite the fact the scum on my servant’s shoe can outsmart him, this griffon is able to resist all of my mind control efforts. I don’t know if it’s his biology or if it’s how dense in the head he is, he is somehow able to thwart my influence. I am able to get into the griffon’s mind to communicate and read his inane thoughts, but I can’t gain control of it all. He’s nothing but a pain in my side.

I fold my forelegs together. “Please, don’t you remember who the stupid one is here?”

The griffon glares at me. Does he think he can set me aflame with his gaze? In an effort to surprise me, the griffon kicks open the trunk the Nexus is in, revealing its blue form to me. Strange, last time I saw it was a treasure chest. The griffon screeches. “You want it, right? Come down and get it!”

He thinks he can outsmart me. He does not realize he outsmarted himself. “Oh, precious plebeian. I have magic.”

My horn and the Nexus glow the same shade of green. I magic the suitcase up into the air. The griffon is a true fool not to realize I can do this. Fool he may be, he’s persistent. The griffon cries something before he jumps and latches onto the Nexus. I try to shake him off, but the griffon has a firm grip.

What a nuisance. I channel another mind control spell through my horn, and the griffon glows slightly. Again, same results form earlier, my influence doesn’t affect him. The griffon doesn’t even notice I’m trying. Just fall, you imbecile. Fall!

“Why don’t you give up,” I say. “Tell you what. You’ve been a faithful servant to me thus far. If you bow before me, you will be my personal right hoof griffon in my new empire. Sounds enticing, no?”

The griffon shows me a gesture I don’t recognize. Given the context, is must be insulting.

“Very well,” I say. “Then you shall die.”

I fire a barrage of magic bolts at the idiot. Many hit him, but his flesh regenerates. He remains resilient. He scrambles on the Nexus to keep a grip, defying the blasts burning his flesh. Let me be done with this fool. He is only prolonging the inevitable.

After what feels like an eternity, the griffon slips. He loses his grip and slides off the side of the suitcase. I smile. Finally, I can get on my life.

The griffon slips completely, but he grabs onto something that makes the suitcase click. The Nexus flings open, and the griffon dangles from the suitcase handle. I should slam him into the water. That’ll shake him off.

I don’t stop shooting magic bolts at him. One of my bolts flies into the inside of the Nexus. The Nexus reacts immediately. Sparks fly out of the inside, then a massive vortex spews out of the suitcase.

The vortex pulls me in. I try to fly away, but my wings aren’t strong enough yet. The last few months spent strapped to the wall of a dark box did not do my wings any favors. My wings fail, and I tumble into the vortex.

I’m blind in here. I can’t see a thing. I do feel the sensation of being sucked into a hole in space and time, so at least I still feel things. I don’t know if that’s a sign if I’m dead or not. Considering there’s a strong possibility I’ll be trapped in this vortex for all eternity, alive will not be a good thing.

That griffon, that stupid griffon! He damned me to an eternity of swirling in the void! He didn’t outsmart me. He got lucky and screwed me over for life! Damnable griffon! If I ever see him again, I will tear his entrails and rip him asunder. I will make every last second of his life the most miserable experience imaginable. He will regret ever crossing me!

“Curse you!” I yell into the void. “Curse you, you inbred chicken horse!”

Hmm, that insult was weak. Oh well, I have all eternity to come up with better ones.

As I delve into a mental list of insults for my new nemesis, the rooster whore, that’s a good one, my skin tingles. That can’t be good. Tingling skin could mean incineration, or dissolving, or people close enough to me to sense but barely close enough to not touch me, leaving me with no personal space. The first two are welcome fates compared to the last hell.

The tingling intensifies, and the dark void turns into a bright, blue, all consuming light. The sound of ringing glass fills the air. As the light consumes me, the skin tingling grows to my muscles, then my stomach, and soon my entire being is tingling

Huh, I thought I’d get the fire and brimstone treatment.

The light dissipates. My butt slams on the ground in a sitting position. The tingling stops, and the ringing glass stops ringing. I’m quick to realize the vortex isn’t sucking me through the void anymore. I’m free, free of another prison.

Something explodes behind me, and I jump. I flip around to see a raging fire mere feet from my person. It’s a hot, scorching inferno. It’s also blue. It’s very blue. And it’s giving me a headache. I don’t like it.

More explosions sound around me, accompanied by the screams of the dying. I look around to see more blue fires and explosions. Blue fire here, blue fire there. There are also golden buildings that are on blue fire, but I assume those will be exploding soon as well.

Where in the world am I? This is not Equestria. Equestria is not allowed to burn until I enact my vengeance. Even if I enact it, it would be green fire, not blue. This is a different place entirely. There’s something in the air that sets it apart from Ponyland.

Amongst the dying screams, I hear hisses and screeches. This place isn’t safe. I stand up and ignite my horn, ready for combat. I don’t know what I’m up against, but it has to be dangerous. Something set the golden buildings on blue fire, and the fire is spreading all around me. Whatever is doing this, it must be destructive.

In the midst of the blue flame, a shadowed figure appears in front of me. It makes a wiggling motion as it comes for me. I lower my horn, putting myself into a battle stance. The shadow draws close.

As it comes for me, I see more of its features. The first thing I notice is it’s large, larger than either of the Equestrian Princesses. It towers over me by several feet. The next thing I notice is it’s not waking, it’s slithering. The thing is a snakelike creature, and it’s slithering towards me. No legs, but it does have arms, or claws. I can’t say for sure what those limbs are. It certainly isn’t a pony.

When it gets close enough, it opens its jaw, revealing large rows of massive teeth. The crest on the back of its head unfurls, making it look larger than it is, and it’s already considerably large. It’s an aggressive stance. It wants me dead.

My wings flutter and I take off into the air. My horn shines a green light over the area, almost outdoing the blue fires all around me. “I am Queen Chrysalis, Leader of the Changelings,” I say, magically amplifying my voice for intimidation. “I do not fall to any creature!”

This thing is probably a monster. Monsters don’t understand royal hierarchy, such as a Queen. They do understand bigger and stronger monsters, and that is exactly what I shall be.

More monsters wander these lands no doubt, and I will have to deal with all of them. Thank you, you egg farting griffon bastard. Now I have to conquer a land of monsters. Do not count on a painless death next time we meet.

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