There was something satisfying there, a load off his shoulders. He had been an experienced fighter, an experienced stallion that had done many things for the crown. Now, he no longer had to think about it. All he had to do was go along with it. The Hive would be better informed as a collective than he ever was, and he would always be allowed to see just what the decision was long before the action had to be carried out. He was an instrument now, truly an instrument and a weapon, rather than a free pony, and that? That was fine.
I love this concept do much. For some reason, identity erasure/depersonalization isn't so common.
I love this concept do much. For some reason, identity erasure/depersonalization isn't so common.