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// The First Era: Pt. I 
// Story: Just One More Time 
// by The One and the Only 
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	It was near the ending of the First Era for Equestria.  Two princesses had just been born.  The land was in celebration.  Ponies, Pegasi, and Unicorns alike were all outside preparing for the festivities that would begin.  Well...almost all.
A lone white Unicorn colt sat on his bed, the lights to his room completely turned off.  This wouldn't be very strange had it been any other day.  Why would he stay inside by himself while all his friends and family celebrated outside?  One word: embarrassment.  The colt slid off his bed and walked over to a full body mirror.  Looking at himself his eyes traveled upward from his hooves to his pitch black mane that was very frazzled as if he hadn't been cleaned or combed in months.  Finally his eyes stopped their movement on his horn.  At least what was left of it.  Instead of a proud and magnificent piece of magical bone sticking out of his forehead, all that could be seen was a cracked stub.  The colts expression looked shattered, just like his horn.  The pain he had felt when that wagon some idiot left some sort of brake, came into contact with his horn could still be felt.



Ten years later



A white coated Unicorn walked through the streets of Slithering Village.  He didn't attract any attention due to his being there many time before but if you were new to the town then you definitely find a few things surprising such as his broken horn, blank flank, and pitch black clothing.  He didn't really care though.  He had gotten used to ponies staring at him and it didn't bother him a bit.
He continued his trek until he came to his destination: Home.  He opened the door.
"Honey!  I'm home!" He yelled out with a smile on his face.  No sound came in reply, "Water Drop?  Are you here?"  He asked.
He trotted into the kitchen where she would normally be.  He was met however with a gruesome sight.  There she lay sprawled on the ground several holes in her chest.
"No!  Water Drop!"  He yelled as he rushed over to her side.  No sound was made from her as he began to hold her head in his lap once down to her level.
"Water Drop!  Don't go!"  He sobbed.
He didn't know how long laid there.  Hours.  Maybe Days.  It didn't matter now though.  He was going to end the suffering.  He took a knife from the counter with his magic and aimed it for his chest.
"I'll be with you soon."  He whispered.  He then ended his life.

...or so he thought.