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// Prologue 
// Story: Knight of Equestria - On Distant Shores 
// by SupraMacPringles 
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Growing up, I was always told that I was destined for greatness. I never really understood it back then, but as the years went on it became fairly obvious. I was a prodigy. Everything I tried to do, I was good at. Because of that I was spoiled and exploited at the same time. I wish I would have realized it back then. Maybe I would've stopped and things would've happened differently. But I didn't. I didn't stop my childish addiction to praise. I didn't stop myself from letting my ego swell and engulf me. I didn't stop myself from caring.

If I had realized it sooner I could have avoided this pain. I wouldn't have cared, and moving on would be simple. My heart is heavy with regret and sadness. I've no one to confide in here. I am alone, the way the rest of the world has left me. In a way, it's like I died, too. Perhaps this is also my fault. It's been five months, and no one's come by since the end of July. I probably drove them away. No family, no friends.

Not that it matters now, anyway. My entire life up until this point has virtually been worthless. It's like I never even existed. Maybe that's for the best. I don't feel like living anymore.

I need to sleep.