Sandbar stared around at his surroundings. He was in a rather fancy looking room, with artwork hanging on the walls and other expensive furnishings all around him.
Sandbar, dumbfounded on how he arrived here, then turned around, and was startled when he was met with another pony in the room with him. She was an adult mare, with a pale, grayish-pink coat and a styled, magenta mane. For a Cutie Mark, she had a sparkling diamond ring. She had a constantly turned up nose, and was currently frowning in disgust as she sat in a comfortable looking chair.
Sandbar mouth opened and closed a few times, then he finally found his voice and said, "Um, I'm sorry, I. . . I'm not exactly sure how I got here, I. . ."
The angry mare didn't reply. She just continued to sit and scowl, seemingly not even looking at Sandbar.
Sandbar blinked, and he turned his head slightly and said, "Uh. . . can you hear me? I mean. . ." Sandbar lifted his forehoof up defensively and said with a desperate look on his face, "Look, I didn't break in or anything! I just-."
Suddenly, the door behind Sandbar swung open, causing him to turn and look. Through the door came a pony who was clearly a butler. Right behind the butler was a pony who Sandbar finally did recognize: Diamond Tiara.
Before Sandbar could say another word, the two ponies walked right through him.
"Wha-what? What was-? How-? Is this even real?" Sandbar thought as he stood frozen in disbelief.
The butler bowed to the mare and said, "I have brought your daughter home as you asked, Madame Spoiled Rich."
Spoiled Rich waved a forehoof dismissively and said, "You may go, Randolph."
The butler named Randolph turned and promptly left the room, leaving Diamond Tiara alone with her mother, excuse the young pony neither of them could see.
"I have been doing some thinking," Spoiled Rich said as she gaze levelly at her daughter, "And I have come to the conclusion that years of work grooming and training you are slowly being undone." The woman then scowled and said, "All because of a hick farm pony, a simple minded unicorn, and a worthless crippled pegasus."
To her credit, Diamond Tiara didn't appear daunted by her mother's harsh tone. Rather, she just shrugged and said with a role of her eyes, "Oh, but mother, I don't know any ponies with those descriptions. I do know a hardworking and sensible earth pony, a unicorn that's an amazing singer, and a brave and tough daredevil of a pegasus."
Spoiled Rich suddenly sat up, anger and disgust in her eyes as she said in a harsher tone, "Listen very carefully, young lady. You will no longer associate with those. . . those. . . ugh, Cutie Mark Crusaders." The way she said the name was like she was spitting out something slimy and bitter.
Diamond Tiara gazed back and said determinedly, "Those are my friends. They helped me understand myself, my Cutie Mark, and what real friendship is all about. They've done nothing but good for me and everypony in Ponyville."
"What they did," Spoiled Rich said bitterly, "was give you the brilliant idea to humiliate me in front of that school, undermining my authority, and contradicting all of the values I worked so hard to teach you."
"How can you call those values!" Diamond Tiara said incredulously, "Treat those below your station like dirt? Back stab as many times as you need to get ahead?"
"Enough back talk! You will stop associating with insignificant low-lives, especially those three worthless wastes of flesh!" Spoiled Rich hissed, "For the last time, young lady: You will not associate with those Cutie Mark Crusaders or any others I deem inferior for as long as I live. Do you understand me?"
Diamond Tiara simply stared unflinchingly into her mother's eyes for a moment, then she nodded once and said in a level let slightly frustrated tone, "Yes, mother. I understand."
Spoiled Rich nodded and waved her daughter off, saying, "You may go."
Diamond Tiara turned to leave, but stopped part way as if to say something. But she ended up biting her tongue and proceeded to leave the room in silence.
Spoiled Rich huffed loudly reaching for a bank book that lay on the table next to the chair she was sitting in. Sandbar could only watch in disbelief as the mare began smiling to herself as her eyes eagerly read each and every line of the book, excitedly watching the numbers get bigger and bigger.
"What a terrible pony. . ." he remarked, but then he suddenly felt a presence next to him. He turned to look, and he saw that Harmony had suddenly appeared next to him, wearing a kind smile.
"Submitted, if not for your approval, then for your analysis: one Spoiled Rich, who is the biggest shrew in Equestria. A money loving, back stabbing, living embodiment of class discrimination whose chief function in life was to revel not only in her own wealth, but also in the pain and suffering of the lower classes. And like all creatures like her, she shared the one affliction most common amongst her breed: she walked the land without a heart. And it's very likely that, as of this moment, she would have gone through life in precisely this manner: A cruel, arrogant bigmouth who sets back the art of motherhood a thousand years. I say she very likely would have, except for something that will soon happen to her, something that will considerably make the world better. . . for everycreature else. For she is about to learn that time and money aren't synonymous. Especially in. . . the Simulacrum Realm."
Spoiled Rich entered the Ponyville Day Spa, focused on on getting on with her spa appointment. "Lotus! Aloe!" she barked out authoritatively, "What have I said about keeping me waiting? Attend to me, NOW!"
The two spa ponies were quickly running towards the irate rich pony, when all of a sudden the scene was interrupted by the door behind thrown open. Everypony turned to see Lyra Heartstrings stride in, clearly on cloud nine as she flashed a smile at all those present and said, "Ponyville's newest resident millionaire mare would like the works, today!"
At the sound of the word "millionaire", Spoiled Rich's eyes widened in shock. "Excuse me!?" she said in utter disbelief.
Lyra was still grinning from ear to ear as she replied, "Oh, you haven't heard yet? Well, I won the Mega Lucky-Four-Shoes Golden Jackpot yesterday!"
"Oh, congratulations!" Aloe cheered as Lotus simply smiled and clapped her hooves in delight.
Spoiled Rich, however, was far from happy to hear this. "WHAT!? How could a worthless, socially challenged, nopony like yourself possibly win all of those bits!?" she shouted, seething with rage.
Lyra just laughed and said, "Oh, insult me all you want, Spoiled Rich! I'm just too happy. I'll even tell you how I won! You see, there's this pony who moved to Ponyville recently, her name's Amethyst Rose. She's got these legit psychic powers that can see the future. I was curious, so I decided to check her out. She used these special cards to give me a reading, and she said that the date of my birth would bring me great joy the next day. I was confused at first, because the next day wasn't my birthday. But then I just happened to read about that lottery jackpot in the paper. So, I played my birth date, and I won!"
Lyra pranced right by a shocked Spoiled Rich and said, "So, like I said, give me the works you! You'll be getting a bit tip, too!"
As Aloe attended to Lyra, Lotus looked over at Spoiled Rich and said nervously, "Um. . .your appointment, Mrs. Rich?"
Spoiled Rich blinked her eyes, finally breaking free of the thousand yard stare she was in. Then she shook her head distractedly and said, "No. . .no . . .I. . ." She then briskly walked after Lyra and said, "Excuse me. Where exactly does this Amethyst Rose live?"
Spoiled Rich wasn't exactly sure what she was expecting, but at any rate, the inside of Amethyst Rose's house was unlike anything Spoiled had ever experienced. The walls and furniture were all hot pink in color, and even the carpet was a lighter shade of pink. There were also strange posters and painting on the wall, all of them depicting strange archaic symbols and fractal designs.
Amethyst Rose, an Earth Pony mare, welcomed Spoiled Rich into her home the moment she answered the door, talking excitedly about doing another reading. Her coat was a warm pink color, with green eyes, and a light pink mane that was styled to be strangely spiky and stringy. Her Cutie Mark was a Tarot card with a single pink rose on the back.
"Sit down, sit down! Let's get started, miss!" Amethyst said gleefully as she sat down at a small, circular table with a deck of cards on top, which were identical to the one in her Cutie Mark.
Spoiled Rich sat down stiffly opposite the psychic pony, and she said, "That's Mrs. Rich if you please. I would expect someone who supposedly has psychic abilities to know that."
Amethyst shook her head and said with a smile, "Not true, Mrs. Rich. What I see comes exclusively from my readings. They don't come from just seeing a pony."
"Very well," Spoiled said impatiently, "Just so you know, I'm only here because I heard that you helped some mare win the lottery. If a peasant like that gets rewarded, an important pony like myself had better get some beneficial information."
Amethyst had a deadpanned expression on her face, and she said, "I don't think you really understand how this works."
Spoiled rapped her right forehoof onto the table and said, "I cancelled a spa appointment to come here, so I don't appreciate your stalling! Now stop wasting my time! Time is money!"
Amethyst kept her blase expression and said, "Yes. . .and speaking of money. . ."
Spoiled Rich huffed and tossed a hoof-full of bits onto the table, which Amethyst promptly pushed into a gold hollow cylinder with a pink stripe around the center. Spoiled nodded and said, "There you are, now let's get on with it."
All the lights went out.
Spoiled Rich sat in the dark for a moment, which irritated her rather than frighten her. Then a lamp turned on right above the table, bathing the pair of mares in its light.
Amethyst split the deck of cards into two stacks, then she smiled and said, "Give me your hooves."
Spoiled sighed and rolled her eyes in irritation. "This better be worth it," she said as she begrudging slid her fore hooves onto the table.
Amethyst touched the bottom of her fore hooves to the bottom of Spoiled' forehooves. She closed her eyes and said, "Breath in. . .breath out. . .Let me feel the rhythm of your soul. . . and tune it to the rhythm of the universe. . . Yes. . .I can feel the energies that flow through you. . .and react. . . A window to the future appeared. . .I will now open it. . ."
Amethyst then opened her eyes wide, although they appeared almost sightless, and she chanted, "Memoria semper malum. . . mala sunt tempora. . . I SEE!"
Amethyst pulled her hooves back, held them high, and brought them down hard on the two stacks of cards. She then shuffled the two stacks together once, then a second time, and then a third time. She then dealt out three cards in a row and laid them on the table.
Staring intently down at the three cards, Amethyst flipped the first one over, and then the third one over. She hummed to herself thoughtfully as she looked at them. The cards both depicted golden stars. Amethyst then flipped over the middle card, and let out a shocked gasp.
"Oh no-no-no-no-no!" Amethyst gasped in horror, "I didn't think this would ever happen! I never wanted to do a prediction like this! Why, why me! Oh, I'm so sorry! I'm so very, very, very sorry! I never wanted- I didn't mean-!"
"Stop it, you gibbering idiot, and just tell me what this nonsense is supposed to mean!" Spoiled Rich spat out irately, still unimpressed by all that had happened.
"The Kyrkogrim!" Amethyst shouted, her eyes begin to tear up as she pointed to the middle card. It depicted a large
black dog that appeared to be ghostly in nature. It sat on it's haunches, staring menacingly with eyes that seemed to glow with blue, spectral fire.
"A spirit of death. . ." Amethyst said in a hushed tone, then her eyes drifted to the two cards on either side of the ghastly image. "These other cards represent a date. . . tomorrow. . .you will die."
"Give me my money back," Spoiled Rich snapped.
Amethyst sighed and shook her head sadly, "I'm afraid money won't be of much use to-."
Spoiled suddenly reached out and slammed Amethyst's face onto the table as hard as she could. She then said harshly, "I said, give me my money back, you idiot!"
Amethyst's eyes were wide with pain and shock as she looked back at the sneering mare in front of her. Amethyst then slowly calmed down and frowned before replying in cool and distant tone of voice, "Fine. Take it."
Spoiled knocked the cylinder over, sending bits spilling out. "I believe I'll be taking extra to make up for my time which you wasted," she said as she scooped and large amount of bits and put them into her saddlebag. She then stood up straight and looked directly at Amethyst before continuing in a voice laced with scorn and venom, "But that's not to say you've heard the last of me, you fraud. That whole lottery incident was clearly dumb luck that won't happen again for a thousand years. It's bad enough you try to deceive me, but to dare insult me the way you did just now? You disgusting, loathsome, pathetic waste! You've messed with the wrong pony! Before the end of this week, not only will I have you run out of town, but I'll also have this house demolished, and blacklist you throughout all of Equestria! Your will suffer long before you reach Hellgates!"
Spoiled Rich then turned and swiftly left the house, slamming the door behind her, and leaving Amethyst Rose sitting at the table, frowning in thought before sighing and shaking her head.
The next day found Spoiled Rich and Filthy Rich walking through the streets of Ponyville. Filthy Rich looked very well exasperated as his went on and on, very animated in her talking.
"-Ooh, I want to make that little freak squirm! She'll regret trying to insult someone of my wealth and status! She will suffer soooo much!" Spoiled Rich ranted, the very thought of Amethyst Rose angering her a great.
"Dear, please," Filthy Rich said, desperation in his tone, "Fortune telling is just entertainment. Smart, intelligent, shrewd ponies like us shouldn't let it get to us. You got a refund, and then some, so there's no need to, um, knock down houses and blacklist ponies."
"Oooh, yes there is!" Spoiled Rich argued, "I have the resources to do so, so that's what I"m going to do!"
"Spoiled, dear, you're the head of the school board," Filthy said carefully, and with a rather nervous look in his eyes, "I'm the head of Rich's Barnyard Bargain."
"I am your wife!" Spoiled said sharply, "Everything you own, I own! It's your duty to give me what I want!"
Filthy huffed, finally loosing his patience, and said, "Dear, I really have to warn you. You're starting to become the town's biggest joke."
"WHAT!?"
"Ponies all over are making comments about your attitude, and how you view others not as well off as you," Filthy said seriously, "They make snide remarks about you being greedy and wicked. Some ponies have even started expressing their sympathies to me and even patting me on the back and telling me to 'hang in there'."
"It's that disobedient daughter of mine," Spoiled hissed, seething with rage.
"What? No, dear, you need to stop-."
"Talking back to me in front of all those brats," Spoiled hissed, "Convincing me into giving the school the money for that playground equipment. What a waste! I had to give them that money to save face. Darn it, I should have been tougher on that girl. But she'll regret her disrespect. . . dearly!"
Filthy sighed and said somberly, "Was that sweet, well-mannered mare I married all those years ago just an act?"
Spoiled Rich stuck her nose up into the air and said, "When we got married, you got what you wanted, and I got what I wanted. It's as simple as that."
Filthy Rich just stared at the ground for a moment, silently mouthing words to himself, then he finally said, "Spoiled, just. . .just let me handle Diamond Tiara, please?"
Spoiled moved her head back down and was about to reply when something caught her attention that stopped her in her tracks. "And what good would that do," she said bitterly, and then she pointed across the street and said, "When she's busy doing that when you're not looking!"
Filthy looked to where his wife was indicated, and she spotted Diamond Tiara with the Cutie Mark Crusaders, all of them speaking with Derpy Hooves. The mail mare held a tray of freshly baked muffins, which were currently the topic of discussion.
Diamond Tiara paced around in front of Derpy confidently as she lectured smartly, "So, if you coordinate your muffins by both color and flavor, as well as push the quality of the ingredients and the benefits of from scratch baking, you're certain to make bank in no time." Diamond Tiara stopped her pacing and smiled proudly at Derpy and said, "Like my daddy always says, 'Overestimate your supplier's intelligence, NOT your customer's intelligence."
Applebloom nudged her two best friends and said with smug sass, "See. Ah told ya gals that she was good."
Filthy Rich was smiling proudly at his daughter, but Spoiled Rich was glaring hatred at Derpy Hooves.
"She's fraternizing with an afflicted freak!" she snarled, and she began to cross the street, on a warpath towards the group.
Alarmed, Filthy Rich called out, "Spoiled, wait! Please, stop and think for a moment!"
Spoiled Rich ignored her husband and called out to her daughter, "Diamond Tiara! Step away from that retard!"
The group all quickly looked towards the approaching mare in surprise. Derpy suddenly gasped and called out worriedly, "Mrs. Rich! Get back!"
"SHUT-UP, REJECT!" Spoiled barked out as she continued to cross the road.
Then Applebloom called out, "Look out, Mrs. Rich! There's a-."
"QUIET, MUDPONY!" Spoiled shouted back, "Stay away from-!"
"GET OUT OF THE WAY!" a voice called out.
Spoiled turned, and saw to her horror that a cart loaded with stone was rolling at a fast pace right towards her, with a frantic construction stallion running after it. She stumbled backwards, and in her panicked state, tripped and fell down on her side in the path of the out of control cart.
When the cart was only several yards away, it hit a pothole, causing it's axle to snap. This sent the cart into a spin, and eventually landed on its side with a tremendous crash, coming to a halt only a few feet away from Spoiled Rich.
As the wealthy mare lay staring at the cart with her heart pounding and her chest heaving, the construction stallion ran over to her and said while short of breath, "Are you . . .Are you okay ma'am?"
"I almost died," Spoiled said emotionlessly, with a thousand yard stare in her eyes.
"P-please," the stallion stammered out, "It was an accident, it wasn't my fault. I have no idea how it just. . .Please, you have to believe me."
"Amethyst. . ." Spoiled said in the same flat tone.
The stallion paused and blinked in confusion. "Ma'am?"
Spoiled Rich suddenly stood up and walked briskly towards Diamond Tiara, who had been frozen in shock along with Derpy and and Crusaders. Spoiled grabbed Diamond's foreleg and began dragging her away from the scene.
"Ow! Mother! Wha-?"
"We're going home. Now," Spoiled said testily as she pulled Diamond Tiara towards her father, who looked shocked and confused as well. "Home. Move it," she ordered to her husband, and he followed along wordlessly as she lead the family back home to their mansion.
Spoiled Rich sat in her bed, staring at the face of her ornate grandfather clock. Dinnertime had come and gone hours ago, yet Spoiled hadn't gone down to eat. She had simply demanded not to be disturbed for any reason, and locked herself in her bedroom with Randolph silently standing guard inside with his back to her. The faithful butler wasn't in the room at the moment, however, for Spoiled had sent him out to fetch something, or rather, somepony.
Randolph unlocked the door with the key Spoiled had given him, and in came him along with Diamond Tiara, who looked far from happy at the moment.
"Stay out in the hall, Randolph," Spoiled ordered.
The butler nodded and left the room, closing the door behind him.
"You disappoint me, Diamond Tiara," Spoiled Rich said coldly.
Diamond Tiara's eyes were pleading as she said, "Mother, please! You have to stop this!"
"What are you talking about?" Spoiled replied.
"The insults! The name calling! The way you treat everypony around you!" Diamond Tiara said, "For years I've been nasty to everyone because you taught me that anypony that didn't have wealth or Cutie Marks or wasn't a party of high society was worthless and should be disrespected as much as possible!"
"That's the way they should be treated," Spoiled Rich replied without hesitation, "If they don't have the intelligence or strength or ability to be successful, then they should be made to suffer. The middle class exists to serve the upper class, and the lower class exists to show off how superior the upper class truly is. They're all invalids, cripples, and idiots; every one of them."
"That is so wrong!" Diamond argued, but then she put a forehoof to her forehead and said, "Ugh! I can't believe I actually went along with all that for so long. I ordered Silver Spoon around like a servant. I could've had so many real, true friends."
"The confused, impoverished masses don't deserve your friendship," Spoiled said with a scowl.
Diamond slammed her hoof down on the floor and shouted, "That's not how friendship works! Don't you know what everypony else says and thinks about you? You're the Wicked Witch of Ponyville! The other kids forgave me for being a bully because I've got you as a mother!"
"What do I care what the proles say?" Spoiled said dismissively.
"Some ponies are saying that you married daddy just for his money!" Diamond Tiara said with wide eyes.
"I was beautiful. He was wealthy. Quid pro quo. Have you forgotten that lesson as well?" Spoiled questioned.
Diamond Tiara looked absolutely heartbroken, and she shut her eyes tightly to hold back the tears. "I can't take it anymore," she whispered.
Spoiled hardened her gaze at her daughter and said, "You listen to me. If you want to fraternize with lesser ponies, then you'll have to live like a lesser pony. I can take away your allowance, and all of the money you have saved. I can strip your room of all your toys, books, furniture, everything! You can sleep on the floor. You can eat grass and fast food. I'll make you regret wanting to be anything else but exactly like me. This your last chance, and this is my final warning. You will not associate with those Cutie Mark Crusaders, their families, their friends, or anyone else not of our social and economic standing for as long as I live. And I intend on living for a very long time. Do you understand me? . . . .LOOK AT ME!"
Diamond Tiara opened her eyes, and revealed that they were completely dry.
"Yes. I understand, mother."
"Leave me."
Diamond Tiara left the room rather quickly, and Randolph swiftly came in and locked the door behind him. As he approached Spoiled while holding the key out to her, she waved him away and said, "Go to the kitchen and fix me some tea, Randolph. I need something to settle my nerves."
The light was still on in her room as Spoiled Rich stared intently at the face of the grandfather clock as she lay in her bed. A smile was slowly spreading across her face as she noticed the time: 11:39 p.m.
"That disgusting little mare," Spoiled said as she resisted the urge to cackle, "Thinking that she knows my future. Thinking that she's special. No one tells Spoiled Rich what to do, or what her destiny is. When tomorrow comes, Amethyst Star's pitiful existence will soon becoming a living nightmare that she will never escape!"
Suddenly, there was knocking on the bedroom doom, coupled with a voice calling out.
"Mother? Mother? Please, let me in. It's important."
Spoiled sniffed, and she said to her butler, "Let her in."
Randolph unlocked the door, and Diamond Tiara entered the room.
"Stay," Spoiled said to Randolph as he was about to exit the room, then she focused her attention on her daughter and said, "Well, why are you up at this hour? And you better have a good reason."
Diamond Tiara was holding a small sack in her mouth, and she emptied its contents on top of Spoiled Rich's covers. "I got these for you," Diamond said simply.
It was a tall, erect green stem crowned with clusters of violet flowers.
Spoiled Rich frowned and wrinkled her nose in disgust. "What is this you bring into my bedroom? A cheap plant you pulled up from the Everfree?"
"It's called wolfsbane," Diamond Tiara stressed.
"What significance does this have to me?" Spoiled said, her attention stolen away by her grandfather clock. "11:46," she thought confidently to herself.
"It's really useful," Diamond Tiara explained with a sad look on her face, "I actually used it earlier. That's the leftovers."
"Useful for what?" Spoiled said, her gaze still upon the clock face.
Diamond then turned to look at her mother's night-table. On it sat an empty teapot and an empty teacup on its saucer. "My Cutie Mark. . .it's for. . .it's for taking charge of things so I can get what I need." Diamond Tiara's voice was trembling a great deal, "I - I - I understood what you told me earlier. . .and I. . .I knew what I had t-t-to do."
"What are you talking about?" Spoiled said impatiently, mere moments from telling her daughter to leave her in peace.
"Did you like your tea?"
"Yes, what of it?" Spoiled said testily.
"That's where I put the wolfsbane."
Something in Diamond Tiara's tone caused Spoiled to finally tear her gaze away from the clock. She looked at the filly, and saw that Diamond Tiara's face was that of pure terror. Confused, Spoiled was about to question her daughter on it when a wave of nausea swept over her. Then, her entire body was attacked by waves of numbness and tingling sensations. Fully panicking, Spoiled Rich tried to get out of bed, only to fall in the floor as the most intense abdominal pain imaginable struck her. As her heart pounded erratically and wildly out of control, Spoiled Rich screamed and wailed like a wounded animal as she writhed around on the floor while clutching her stomach.
"RANDOLPH! FILTHY! HELP MEEEEEEE!"
Spoiled Rich's screams seemed to just go on and on, but eventually they did stop, and the room was finally silent.
Diamond Tiara's breathing was heavy and labored, and her eyes were finally releasing their tears.
"All you wanted to do. . ." Diamond said tearfully, ". . . was hurt other ponies. You didn't want friends . . . you didn't want to help others. . .you didn't want to make the world better. . .You just wanted to step on everypony else. . .To tell everypony that they were nothing. . .and that you were everything. . .and that your life was more important that theirs. . .and. . and you would have kept doing that. . .You would've destroyed ponies lives. . .Daddy's life. . .My life. . .I just. . .I just. . .I couldn't take it anymore. . . I just. . ."
Diamond Tiara broke down and burst into tears as Randolph unlocked the door. Filthy Rich, who had been waiting patiently outside, entered the room and quickly ran over to his daughter. He embraced her tightly and held her as she wept into his coat.
Randolph stared at the body of Spoiled Rich and and sighed.
Just then, the grandfather struck midnight and began to chime.
Sandbar's mouth hung open as he beheld the scene before him. Randolph's disappointed expression. Filthy Rich hugging and comforting his sobbing daughter. The body of Spoiled Rich.
Then Sandbar felt the presence of Harmony nearby, and he could hear her say:
"The late Spoiled Rich, a mare with a sour face to whom contentment came with difficulty. A mare who was given the rare gift of knowing exactly how much time she had left, and yet utterly failed to capitalize upon that time. She was given the opportunity to change her fate, and yet she still remained on the wide road and refused take the straight path to the narrow gate. She lived a life of constantly stabbing the backs of those with their backs to her, but foolishly failed to expect those supposedly close to her to do the same. For in her narrow-mindedness, she failed to realize that when one has no friends to keep close, her enemies are all the closer. Basic family values. . .from the Simulacrum Realm.