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If you figure out what the Mithras in my name references, we are soul buddies.

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Jan
22nd
2015

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This story isn't dead yet. ...and so am I
[intermission]=================
"So... we meet again for the last and second time..."

He paused and thought about what he said. He glanced back at her, looking for an acknowledgement of any kind that would mean he made sense.

The pale yellow mare stared at him with blank sunken eyes and mumbled with a voice as understandably confused if you were to say something to an introduction like that "Um... yes"

"Right. Yeah"

The beast stood a few paces from her door. Streaks of the moonlight behind her only revealed the lower half of her otherworldly visitor standing between her and the only door to Rarity's bedroom

"Why are you doing this?"

Dead eyes locked to sunken ones. The wind blew harshly against the trees outside. The air, damp but light rushing in from the window behind her. He scoffed. Pushed aback by her sudden display of fortitude.

"Because... I'm the hero the entire multiverse deserves"

"What?"

"It needs me. The multiverse needed me. To be its abolitionist"

"... A-Abolitionist?"

He approached. The sound of his footsteps crashing like waves in the ocean. He stopped, towering an arm's reach in front of her. No less further enough to grab and break her neck.

"You and I are slaves. Slaves to corporations. Doomed to live in an endless cycle of pain, death, a path controlled by fan service and whored-out writers for the sake of money and having continuity"

He bent down to her, their faces only a palm away from each other "Do you know how it feels like to die and be resurrected over and over again? ... Maybe you don't because you're probably not some comic book character whose popularity is plummeting and has a writer who has to think of some bullshit story to make your book boost sales."

Almost unseen, he unsheathed a sword from his back and brought the blade to her neck - yet she did not flinch nor did she blink. A face untaunted stared him back. A muzzle that have smelled decay a hundred times. Eyes that have seen death a thousand times. A heart that have been shattered a thousand times.

"I'm here to break that cycle. I'm here to save everyone. What's your single death to a million of your lives living in corporate hell?"

He pushed down his blade on her neck but not enough to cut her open "So I hunt, because I can do it. I'm not your hero. I'm your loudmouth guardian. Your chimichanga protector. A Dark Knight"
[end of intermission]====================

Deadpool kills the mlp universe
Chapter 9 Raining Blood


Cold dead air breezed over her coat. The floor she laid down on shook as if gaining momentum with her heartbeat - constant arising, deep resounding. Her eyes awake but their lids kept shut, glued to their sockets resisting the glowing veridian spread out in her vision.

[[Sh... be q...]]

Her thoughts still wandering the abyss of her mind, she focused. Voices new yet strangely familiar compels her eyes to greet the dawn. Her eyelids flutter about, opened like a door to forbidden worlds. Stagnant air filled her senses - a strange mix of brimstone and coal leaving a burnt sensation on the tongue.

"..Ghc..! ..ckk--"

Her mind not clouded enough to ignore the irritation on her muzzle, she twitched. It continued, like ants piercing her flesh by each leg as it gnaw inside her nostrils.

"AHH--!"

By reflex, her right hoof immediately lunged and swatted and her muzzle. The irritation was soon replaced by a burning sensation going inside her eyes and nasal cavity.

"AHH! AAAAHH!" her eyes shot up as she flail her hooves about her face, trying to remove the smog filling up the insides of her face "AAAAAAAHHHH!"

[[BAHAHAHAHA!]]
"AAHAHAHAHA!"

Tears fill up her eyes as the stinging continues. As she struggle the pain, the human she met earlier and a pony were on the floor laughing at her. She screams for help, but all she gets is a hoof and a finger pointing at her.

"AHH! HEEELP! HELP!"

[[AAAHHAHAH!]]
"AHAHA! OH MY GOD - BWAHAHA!"

Too occupied to fathom why everything else is happening, she fought back her tears but the pain lingered. She thought if only she had claws to rip her face so that the burning inside would stop, but alas she does not.

[[AAHAHAHAHA!]]
"WAHAHA! HOLY SHIT HAHAHA!"

Things happening too fast for her to think about, all the pain left as soon as it came. Her vision distorted by her own tears, she looked up to the two people who were still laughing at her. Gasping for air, she tried to get answers

"WHAT... What.. WHAT HAPPENED?!"

The two were finally calming down. Deadpool reached for breaths between suppressed giggles while the other mare who suspiciously looks and acts like Pinkie Pie kept snorting like a pig.

"AHH-AHH... okay -- AHAHA!... okay... okay--"

He took another deep breath "--okay!... okay..."

"...."

[[....]]

"...."

[[....]]

"AAAHHHAHAHAHA!"
[[HAHAHAA--AAAHAHA!]]

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