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// Chapter 3 
// Story: Phantom of the Ponyville Opera House 
// by Creativa-Artly01 
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The next day, when I returned to the Phantom's, all that long time ago, I saw Rasool hanging from the rafters, dead. "Phantom," I demanded, "why is my fiance hanging from the ceiling, all his breath gone, hanging there limp?"

"I killed him so we could be together, Rarity," he replied. "The only thing I want in life is you, you and my theater back." I scolded him for this. I was furious, mad, I had steam coming out of my ears. I was about ready to shoot him with my magic I was so mad. 

"You killed him out of cold blood, that's murder, Edwin," I tell him. 

"I'd do anything for you, even murder someone," Edwin replied. We then began to bicker and fight and argue for several hours on end. I even ended up shooting a beam of magic at his shoulder, burning his shoulder. I then stormed out of the room. I remember it so clearly. I walked out on my lessons with him and cried in my dressing room for the rest of the day. I refused to leave my room. He finally gave up and went back to his organ after hours of trying to persuade me to exit my room. I still love the Phantom, but he killed a stallion. That's unforgivable. It really and truly is. Around midnight, I finally left the Opera House and returned home to my father. I wouldn't see the Phantom until three weeks after that.