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// The Past is Doomed to Repeat-Pt.1 
// Story: Fractured Crystals 
// by StarRibbon 
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	"N-No way.." I cried out. "You...you can't be that..that.." She held out her hoof to silence me. She sighed, glancing at me with a bit of despair. She simply shook her head to answer.

"I wouldn't lie about something so..gruesome.." She sighed out, helping me up. "I..I am that monster, Fractured..." She walked away from me, but still in my line of sight.  She looked up at the strange, swirling masses of colors. 

"Why..why.." 

"Why? Why would I go that far?" She almost hissed out like an injured animal, cringing away as I asked. She, however, did answer with grim results. She tapped her chin, still not looking directly at me. "I...didn't mean to take it as far as I had.." 

"You..couldn't control..?" She took a glance at me-frowning. She trotted over to me again,  lifting me up. 

"I...was upset. I just..I just wanted ponies to see..to recognize my deeds too," Cadance teared up a bit, wiping a few stragglers away from her cheek. "I finally had it all, finally when I..I worked so hard to gain those affections. I worked so hard to gain affection, to gain attention..to finally have a semblance of..a normal life.." She started to walk past the memories that started looking grimmer and grimmer. It followed the past that was recorded at least, but, they weren't really the past we truly recognize as history. It followed the myths of HOW it happened rather than the recorded history. However, I doubt the history recorded truly had everything-had the history or the options to see the history of different parents, to gain the insight that was needed. 

"I thought I was at the highpoint of my life, I couldn't feel any different. I had friends, family now..but then..then it all disappeared. Twilight gave me the happiest memories and the saddest of memories..I was so angry at her because of it. She had everything yet didn't care at all, I couldn't understand. It was when my kingdom turned their back on me.." She paused and sighed, regretting even bringing the topic up. She noticed the projection as she started to smile a bit.  "I suppose you like the stories, don't you?"

"Of course! Myths are absolutely fascinating! I don't understand how ponies DON'T enjoy it more!" I squeal, smiling wide. "Why wouldn't I?" I take notice that I squealed and I smiled sheepishly for it, blushing nervously. She didn't seem to mind, however.

"Its all too fine, Script." Cadance smiled, rubbing my head affectionately. "Then, I take it, you know the story of the Builder, the Fighter, and the Medic, correct?" I knew the title from anywhere. It happened to be one of the myths that came first, one of the myths detailing the creation of villages before Fractured's fall.  It was all too common folklore.

"Of course, its well known in these parts. Some older ponies claim it to be accurate!" Cadance nodded with a smile, pointing to the projection next. My eyes widen.

"I'm so sorry, Script Spell, " Cadance said with a sorrowful note. "Eventually, the past is doomed to repeat itself, and that is why I brought you here." The projection couldn't be accurate, it just has to be fake. Princess Scootaloo and..and that monster can't be..I cried out. They couldn't have known eachother for that long, right?