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// Liberation (Discord, Dark) 
// Story: Bombastic Bookpony's Bazaar of Oneshots 
// by Bombastic Bookpony 
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        This world is wrong, but only he can see it. Genius is so often unappreciated in its time. Is that not what they say? He wouldn’t know. He had only been released from his prison a while ago, and this was the first time he had been... persuaded to try and live with the ponies rather than above them. Of course, it’s cool when Celestia rules over them! No respect, I tell ya, no respect!

        Only... Only it wasn’t. Cool, that is. It was a perfect temperature, just that even mix of hot and cold designed for maximum enjoyment. Just as it had been scheduled. In a few months, it would be annoyingly hot, just as scheduled. A few months after that, snowy and cold, just as scheduled. But not too hot. Not too cold. Just enough to help the land be juuuuuuustt right.

        Juuuuuust right meaning boring, obviously. Discord found himself wondering if it was this feeling that caused Celly and Luna to decline his offer all those eons ago, when he offered them the chance to rule with him, to subcumb to the chaos. The feeling of having sold out. The feeling of... having compromised his morals. Huh. So I do have morals! In your face, Twilight!

        But really. What has he been reduced to? A trump card. For whatever big threat comes along that the alicorns can’t handle for the ponies. His little jokes were all he had left of his old self. Because this world is filth and weak and corrupted(but then, he can’t really be the judge of corrupting things, can he?). Every last thing had to be controlled. Animals had to be tamed, most of their savagery eroded away as they grew dependent on ponies for survival. If the ponies were to disappear, most of the animals would starve, yet the short sighted fools probably haven’t considered that at all!

        The weather was almost wholly planned and scheduled out to the last letter. There was only a few unplanned outliers, and certainly nothing disastrous. Those moronic dolts! Did they not remember what gave the Earth Ponies their determination? What gave the Pegasi their adaptability? What gave the Unicorns their ingenuity? It was that snowstorm, all those centuries ago, that forced the Earth Ponies to go on, that forced the Pegasi to fight back, that forced the Unicorns to think of how to survive! It was not planned, not controlled! It brought the individual species’ tribes together long before friendship did.

        Chaos led to adaptation. Adaption led to survival. Survival led to evolution. Evolution led to a higher state of being than the state before. Yet you don’t see the Alicorns thanking him, hm? Order, on the other hand... Order led to stagnation. Nothing changes, the society as a whole is not tested. Nobody evolves. Things may not get worse, yes, but things don’t get better either. Order just leads to boredom. And this society was raised on order.

        The embodiment of chaos, living, no, not just that, allowing a world of pure order? He could think of nothing more mad. And he was an expert on madness, after all. It felt wrong, wrong to his very core. He had no loyalty to the Princesses. No loyalty to most of these spineless wimps crying out for the Alicorns or Elements to save them from every last problem. He certainly did not want to better their lot. At least, not better their lot by their standards. So why? Why not start planning, think of when Equestria is weakest and strike? Why not teach it how to adapt, to be strong, to be fun?

        Fluttershy was why not. Fluttershy, for whatever harebrained, pun completely intended, reason, considered him a friend. She believed in him to change, that he could be ‘better’. When she looked upon him, she didn’t see Discord, chaotic Draconequus, the complete monster who wanted to destroy their way of life. She saw Discord, mischievous jokester who just needs to be... needs to be fixed. He grounded his teeth in rage. Everything needed to change to just the way they wanted it in this world, but Discord doesn’t think he can. No, he knows he can’t. Nothing is good the way it is, nopony can just let things happen and see where it takes them. They’ve got to go for the logical options, have their Cutie Marks dictate to them what their life ought to be instead of taking a chance and doing something stupid, something they hate, and getting better at that and turning it into something they loved. They didn’t need this. They didn’t need him. At least, not like this, not as their guard dog. 

        Fluttershy should understand, animal freak she is. Species adapt, or they stagnate and die. It was for her and the rest’s own good, really. It was kindness in its own way. She should understand that. But she probably won’t. She’s tainted, controlled, just like all of them. He would liberate them. From the foolish decision to free him and accept him as a fri- as an ally, he would liberate them. 

I’ve got so many fun things in store, my little ponies.