The Boss and Twilight crashed through a vent of some kind and landed on their feet/hooves easily, turning their gazes upwards upon hearing that voice. "Quite the entrance." Fury began building within Twilight as she laid eyes on the one responsible for everything that had happened to her.
The room itself was enormous, the Emperor and themselves standing on a raised platform in the center while several other smaller platforms dotted the room around them. Steam rose from the space between each platform.
Even while sitting down on his massive, possibly gruesome throne, the pinkish skinned biped obviously towered over them both. He appeared very muscular, with odd black spikes protruding from the top of his head, his arms, and his chest. His legs, waist, and some of his torso were clad in what appeared to be armor, a red cape hanging over his right shoulder. In that same hand, he held a large goblet, idly sipping from it while a few red eyed CIDs hovered around him upon that raised throne.
"Figured you had a flair for the dramatic," the Boss replied as a CID flew to look at them both closely, advancing towards the alien while Twilight followed just behind her.
"Oh, you know me so well." That voice of his was infuriating.
"I'm really going to miss these bonding sessions when I kill you."
"Hmhmhmhm... Look at you... Mercutio to my Tybalt."
"Don't be too excited. Tybalt dies at the end."
Zinyak leaned towards the two, attention fully on the Boss. Twilight was okay with that. She was already thinking of creative ways to kill the smug sack of shit. "I'm surprised you knew that."
"I didn't. Kinzie told me over the radio."
"... Well, at least you're honest."
The Boss took another step forward. "Always. That way you know I'm not lying when I say I'm gonna rip your goddamn head off."
The Zin Emperor swirled his drink and smiled a sickening smile. "You're adorable." Then he turned his gaze towards her, and Twilight fought the sudden urge to shrink away. "And you... I had such high hopes for you. To think that you would throw away your home and everyone close to you... just to help this savage get her petty revenge."
Twilight growled and grit her teeth, lighting her horn within her helmet. "Like Tartarus I am!"
"Oh spare me your righteousness. This could all be avoided..." Zinyak smiled again and glanced at something on his throne, then back at her. "My fleet will arrive at your planet within the hour. Needless to say, there will be blood... However... I'm willing to offer you a chance to protect those dear to you."
Twilight said nothing, but listened closely.
"All you have to do is kill the President... and I will guarantee the safety of your friends, family, and your dear princesses. Refuse, and I will see to it personally that every last creature on your pathetic world suffers. And they will know that it was Twilight Sparkle that ultimately doomed them!"
"The choice is yours."
Twilight actually considered his offer. If it meant everypony's safety, it would be worth it, right? The unicorn glanced at the Boss, then back at Zinyak...
She lit her horn, grasping every single CID in the room with her telekinesis, gritting her teeth as she turned on the woman. "... I'm sorry, Boss," she uttered softly, solemnly, forcing every single CID against the human's head.
The President barely had a chance to scream before the impacts eventually took down the woman. Whether she was dead or not was anypony's guess. Twilight dropped what remained of the robotic spheres and deeply sighed, shuddering inside her armor. "... Th-... There... I did it... Now will y-"
She felt something clamp down around her neck, a sharp, burning, draining pain filling her entire body and forcing her to black out almost immediately.
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Twilight awoke with a start on cold, hard dirt, leaping to her hooves and looking around frantically. Her surroundings immediately proved familiar: Ponyville. There was no wind. Despite the sun's presence in the sky, everything was dim.
Twilight's eyes widened with realization, falling back to the ground in utter shock.
She was back in the Simulation.
The Boss was dead.
The Saints were probably dead.
Equus was gone.
Everypony was gone.
It was all her fault.
"... No... No... No please, no... no no no no no..." she whimpered pathetically, curling up into a little ball of remorse. As the tragically familiar sound of an approaching mob approached her, she did nothing.
She would let death take her as many times as Zinyak wished it. She deserved nothing less.