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// Anarchy 
// Story: Dementia's Decay 
// by Pernix 
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It's just me now. Just me. Everypony else is dead. Even the two princesses who ruled this peaceful land are now gone.

I ran up to the castle gates once more, except this time, the guards were nowhere to be found. I could only presume they were dead too. They're not what I was there for. There was only one thing on my mind: to find Celestia and get her to set things right.

I blazed into the throne room, calling out the names of both the solar and lunar princesses several times, each with no response. I ran through each room of the castle for several minutes with no luck. It was until I found Celestia's inner sanctum door unlocked and opened when I found them.
Both of them.

I gave up whatever chance of fixing this situation I had at that very moment. When I saw it.

Luna was pinned to the castle wall, with several of the royal guard's spears piercing various body parts. Three through her abdomen, two through each leg, one through her neck, and one through her mouth. Her eyes were still wide open.

The alicorn that committed this murder stood directly below the corpse of the lunar princess. She was coated in blood, which weighed down her usually-flowing mane and her stunning white coat. I called out her name in sheer terror, a move I wish I hadn't made.

She slowly turned her head, revealing one bloodshot, reddened eye. Her smile widened as she realized who called her name, as she rotated her body to face mine directly. She stared into my eyes with her own, sending even more of a chill down my spine. She stood there for a few seconds, before letting out an insane torrent of maniacal laughter.

Once the laughter had subsided, she stared at me once again, saying the last thing she would ever speak.

"No need to worry. Everything is under control."

Immediately after saying these petrifying words, she used her magic to tear out each spear that had held Luna against the wall, causing the deceased princess to fall to the floor with an unnerving thud.
Celestia took each individual spear, and pointed them towards her own body in various places. I instantly knew what she was planning, and despite my pleas, she didn't falter as she took her own life.

She quickly and simultaneously thrust each spear into her body, creating a bloody alicorn pincushion. She continued to stare at me and smile, as her frail body fell to the ground.

I left. It's all I could do at that point. The great princess Celestia, dead because of this tragedy.
There really is no hope now. I'm going home. It's all I can do now.