Alternate Ending for Chapter 29 and Deleted Content.

I wrote this a while ago while I was writing Chapter 21. I originally thought of having a larger struggle unfold over the crown with the characters tripping over their own twisted perceptions until something large would force them to work together. I debated for a good amount of time about whether I wanted a more climactic and confrontational series of events, but I settled for a more emotional moment that allowed Skeletor to reflect on himself and what the crystal ponies meant to him.

This was written before I reworked the story to have the crystal ponies physically describe Skeletor to the princess. I soon realized that there was one prominent question I needed to ask myself if I wanted to make that work. “If they tell Cadence that they have conflicting view on what Skeletor is, why the hell wouldn’t she ask for a physical description.” So, I had to attack the story with a slightly new direction where they would actually talk to her about Skeletor and not be oddly quiet about him.

I also thought I’d give you a taste of what we could have expected from a Skeletor Displaced that was actually part of the Displaced Multiverse. There is one more deleted scene that I won't post yet because I'm still playing around with thee idea. I'll post it some day, but if I did it now it may spoil the story and give away a plan I haven't decided to abandon yet. Anyway, thank you all for your continual support. I hope you enjoy the deleted scenes of SMoTE.

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Cadence Meets Skeletor. Chapter 29.

Cadence stopped mid-step when the throne room doors opened fully, as her eyes caught a terrifying creature sitting on the Crystal Throne. The first thing she noticed about the creature was his furless blue skin, a perfect sculpture of muscle that rivaled the mightiest of minotaurs that she had met on her travels. She looked down at the creature’s legs to stare at his hooves, a sign of respect to minotaurs of high authority. However, that was when she noticed that the creature had two large draconic feet that ended in three black claws on each foot, but unlike a dragon his feet and body were completely scale-less.

She looked up to see the face of the new lord, determined to figure out what exactly he was, only to hold back a gasp as her eyes stared into the sockets of a strange primate skull.

Her mind raced at the implications, believing that the lord had been murdered by a spell not too long before she entered the throne room. But those quick thought and theories vanished when the supposed corpse unnervingly shifted in its seat to look at the Princess of Love.

“May we present the ruler of the Crystal Empire, Lord Skeletor!” One of the Crystal Guards called out as they saluted their new ruler.

Cadence reeled back as Lord Skeletor stood up, his body towering over the Crystal throne itself.

“Greeting, Princ—” Lord Skeletor didn’t get to finish his sentence as Princess Cadence instinctively teleported out of the throne room in a bright ball of light.

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“… Fuck.” Lord Skeletor muttered as he slumped back into his throne, a strong statement that perfectly encompassed the feeling of every guard in his throne room.

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Skeletor Makes a Deal. (would have taken place before the events of Chapter 29.)
(This would not have been from the new Netflix She-Ra, this Swift Wind would have been based off of the 80's She-Ra cartoon.)

“AAAAAAAHHHH!”

“Shhh! SHHHH! Shut up!” Skeletor commanded as he covered the Alicorn’s muzzle. “Okay, I need you to calm down for a second, alright?

“What have you done Skeletor? Where are we? Where is She-Ra? Is this one of Hordac’s schemes?” The male alicorn asked.

“One question at a time!” Skeletor silently shouted as he covered Swift Wind’s muzzle again. “I’m not really Skeletor, alright? I’m just stuck in his body, and I didn’t mean to bring you here,” he explained before slowly removing his hand from the pony’s mouth.

“If you’re not really the evil tyrant, then who are you?”

“Uhhhh… That’s a tough question. I know this is going to sound weird—”

“Weirder than you not being Skeletor?”

“Yes. I uh… Don’t remember my name…”

“And you expect me to believe that?” Swift Wind asked incredulously.

“Among other things,” Lord Skeletor muttered to himself. “Look, I understand that you don’t trust me, you probably even hate me. But none of that matters, I’ll fix this up in just one second. Just, wait right here and don’t do anything, say anything, or touch anything. I will get you home, but you need to wait, here.”

But, I need your help. Just… Just don’t say anything about Eternia or anything and I’ll find a way out of here for both of us.”

“Am I allowed to speak about Etheria?”

“What’s Etheria?”

“My planet, the one in the dimension separate from Eternia’s dimension.”

“Separate? Fuck me, He-Man’s canon is weird.”

“What about his cannon?”

“And wear this.”

“Why am I wearing your cloak.”

“To hide you from them.”

“Puppet Master! Get your ass over here!”

“Oh hey, it’s you again. How have things been?” Puppet Master asked.

“Terrible! Fix this!”

“… Huh… Who’s the alicon, they look familiar.”

“He’s Swift Wind, and he got here because of your stupid sword. Get him out of here!”

“Sword? Oh, right, I made a sword for you a while ago.”

“IT WAS YESTERDAY!” Skeletor shouted.

“Yesterday? Huh. Well, I guess that should be expected when your pulled through space and time. Anyway, this is kind of a first for me. I’ve made sentient props before but those were on purpose, never made one by accident before.”

“I don’t care! Fix it before the entire Empire starts to panic!”

“Firstly, don’t shout, it’s rude. Secondly, I have no idea how to do that.”

“What do you mean you don’t know how, you witless boob?! He’s here because of you!”

“To be fair, I thought the costume looked cool. If I knew that I was going to end up in another world as this, I would have picked a different costume or outright avoided the convention like it had the plague,” Skeletor explained to Swift Wind.

“I don’t know much about his story since the… visuals for the story were always off putting. Not to mention, the show was written in a time where writers were still experimenting with plots and story structure, so most of it was… I don’t know, I just wasn’t in to it that much to get really invested in the story. I knew the basics that was enough. I didn’t feel like subjecting myself to more of Orko or the other pointless characters in it.”

“Orko? You speak of the Trollan that is friends with He-Man as if he is your enemy.”

“Trollan?”

“His species, an alien race from another dimension.”

“Huh, always thought he was just a wizard. Anyway, he and a few other characters… Were draining. To put it bluntly, his voice and personality were off-putting to me.”

“I never spent much time with the Trollan, though if he is anything like Madam Razz, then I believe I can sympathize.

“I’m not a pony, I’m a—”

“Alicorn,” Skeletor said as he covered Swift Wind’s muzzle. “Yes, he’s an alicorn and he likes to be called one all the time. I try to tell him that being called a pony isn’t an insult, but he’s as stubborn as a… He’s really stubborn about it. Carry on.”


“Why did you do that?” Swift Wind asked.

“Because they have a… thing about horses. It’s their version of…. a whore…”

“… Is that supposed to be a pun?”

“Pretty sure.”

“Then I hate it.”

“Heh. Welcome to the club.”

“I’m not a horse anyway, I’m a unicorn, at least in this form.”

“… You’re a unicorn?”

“Yes. Couldn’t you tell from the horn on my head?”

“Well, yeah I got that, but what about your wings?”

“All unicorns have wings.”

“Maybe where you’re from. But here? Nope.”

“The Crystal Castle? Did they steal the name from Light Hope?”

“I don’t know who that is.”

“Unicorn Island?… That is the dumbest name I have ever heard.”

“You can’t use magic?! What kind of Unicorn are you?!”

“Not every unicorn on Unicorn Island can use magic!” Swift Wind shot back as they galloped away from the (insert description of horrifying creature)

“I… I can pick things up with my hooves?! How is that possible?” Swift Wind asked as he looked at the spoon in his hoof in wonder before his gaze traveled down the rest of his leg. “GAH! My leg shouldn’t move like that! It’s being backwards!”

“Hey! HEY! Stop panicking, alright. Just calm down.”

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(I lost the interactions between Skeletor and Puppet Master, which I’m kind of sad about because I had them have a back and forth as Skeletor caught the PM up on all the events on Earth, like who was the president, how old Stan Lee was when he died, what was going on in the MCU. Just the important stuff.)

The last plan I had was for Skeletor to become a slowly corrupted figure as he traveled from one dimension to another, feeling envious of the protection those other universes had and how it was used. Skeletor would start to steal Crystal Hearts from many dimensions, slowly corrupting his mind and body with the large hoard of Crystal Hearts in the Empire’s tallest tower.

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The Mad King.

He exclaimed as he gestured wildly to the many replicas of the Crystal Heart hovering around him.

“There are monsters out there that can survive the Elements of Harmony, the two princesses, the god of chaos, and the power of the Crystal Empire all at once. I’ve seen them with my own eyes, a golden-haired demon that can slaughter entire countries in a year, an armored warrior who could crush nations with his thumb, an eldritch god that is the embodiment of death that lurks in the shadows, a demon android made of bubblegum that turns everything she sees into candy. They’re real, and they’re out there! If we don’t prepare for them, then we’re just asking to be slaughtered!” Skeletor argued.

“You’re saying that what I’m doing is wrong, but you’re not giving me an alternative! What do we do when one of them comes to our doorstep, offer them the gift of friendship?! Look at those Elements!” Skeletor commanded as he pointed at a side collection of necklaces and tiaras that looked like replicas of the Elements of Harmony. “Those used to be worn by naive ponies who thought friendship would fix everything, but it clearly didn’t since they’re DEAD!

“Fuck those worlds, most of them were dead or dying. We don’t need to care about them because they’re not us! They don’t live on our Terra, they don’t fight the monsters that come to our door, we do!

“Look at this, do you know what this is?! It’s a Crystal COCK! One reality was overrun by Caribou who overwhelmed the Empire’s defenses and did this to the Heart. With it, they controlled every single stallion on the planet, and forced them to enslave the mares. They died because they only had one Heart. But if ours gets taken and reshaped into a phallic object, then who cares?! We’ve got dozens more!” Skeletor joyfully exclaimed as his arms shot into the air.

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I won’t be using these in the story, so you could consider some of these as non-canon AU’s and random junk. I just thought I’d share these with all of the people who have shown their support to SMoTE. Thank you for the comments, likes, and especially the Fanart. Christ, I never thought I’d get a piece of Fanart for the story, and I love each and every drawing that’s posted in the comments. It really brightens my day.

Comments

[3DTV]

The mad king story sounds like an interesting read.

[Kek lel]

5393388
Agreed, holy shit.