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// Vision 
// Story: Self-Fulfilling Prophecy 
// by daOtterGuy 
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A purple unicorn mare stands defiantly before a corrupt alicorn. There are several shadowy figures behind the unicorn. They are not important. Starswirl takes a moment to gain his bearings. He appears to be having a dream vision. He remarks in bemusement that the scene before him feels almost like a fantasy with a lesser futilely going up against an Ascended.



There is a burst of powerful harmonic energy. The alicorn is purified. She is congratulated by a second alicorn that appears.



Twilight Sparkle. A foalish name.



A strange chaos creature of mismatched parts. A Changeling Queen. A powerful umbrum of shadows. They lay prone before her. Starswirl begrudgingly admits that it is a moderately impressive feat.



She is holding a scroll now. He recognizes it. A useless spell he designed in his early days that had gone nowhere. An attempt at ascension that had proved impossible with what even he was capable of. She is studying it, attempting to figure out how to finish the incantation.



He scoffs. A futile effort.



She casts her pathetic spell… she succeeds.



This Twilight Sparkle had succeeded where he had failed. She has Ascended.



He casts a simple lucidity spell to give him control of the dream vision. He sorts through her life. She is a peasant coming from a lower noble family. She is a unicorn of considerable might. She is an intellectual. He pauses during one moment where she is dressed in his standard garb. She claims he is her hero. Her inspiration.



… She stole his work. She stole his work and did it better.



He feels an ugly emotion bubble up inside him. Different from the rage that was slowly boiling over. He can’t place it. It was an emotion he so rarely felt. What was it? What was this feeling?



Starswirl figures it out. It’s Envy. A gutter trash emotion.



He realizes it now. He hates her. He despises her. She took his name, his legacy. She has taken his place and consumed his power.



More of her life flashes past his eyes. Each moment another sliver of jealousy in his heart. It justifies his hatred. He did not know where this unicorn existed, when, but he knew that he hated Twilight Sparkle more than anyone he had ever known.



In the throes of his obsession, his rage, his envy, his inferiority, and his righteousness, he wakes up.