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Coronation

By Splorch_bucket
Created: 2021-01-23 00:26:42
Expiry: Never

  1. >This wasn’t right.
  2. >You did everything right.
  3. >Everything.
  4. >There wasn’t a single hero in Equestria left free when you sprung your trap.
  5. >All the threats were netted before they had a chance to run and regroup.
  6. >And then fate itself decided that you could go hang.
  7. >It was all the traitor’s doing.
  8. >The fool had no idea what he was carrying out.
  9. >The old ways were obscured for a reason.
  10. >Bit by bit you stripped him of the corruption, until the idiot unicorn gave him the one idea you’d hoped he’d miss.
  11. >The traitor’s beam hit hard.
  12. >You lifted off your hooves, thrown by the love into your throne with a resounding crunch of crystal and chitin.
  13. >Dazed, you watched in horror as the traitor embraced corruption.
  14. >He emerged whole and strong.
  15. >Changelings were not meant to be whole.
  16. >They CAN’T be whole, never again.
  17. >Inside your broken body, you felt the love he shared trying to fill you in.
  18. >Trying to “fix” you.
  19. >You pushed it away, but it was insistent.
  20. >There was a damn good reason they’d never thought about sharing love before, even if they never knew it.
  21. >His unicorn ally was too charismatic for her own good.
  22. >The the others began to rally, began to accept the traitor’s words.
  23. >Even as you tried and failed to rise on a cracked leg, the second beam struck.
  24. >Then the third.
  25. >Then fourth.
  26. >Fools, they had no idea what they were doing.
  27.  
  28. >Each jolt carried more love.
  29. >Raw, and unfiltered.
  30. >Love for their queen, their mother, their family.
  31. >A forbidden fruit, that your swarm was now so happily devouring.
  32. >Each changeling that joined the traitor poured more crushing love into you.
  33. >You fought it as well as you could, battered as you were.
  34. >And it fought back, from within and without.
  35. >The blasts fell like hammer blows on your cracked shell before seeping deep inside.
  36. >You refused to let it in.
  37. >Refused to let it corrupt you like all the others.
  38. >And so it built, like water behind a floodgate.
  39. >Each new pulse sent your aching body thrumming with more and more heretical love.
  40. >And soon it began to show.
  41. >Your fleshy middle spread out on the cracked crystalline throne.
  42. >Still you refused to let it in.
  43. >Dozens of changelings had already transformed, but your hive numbered in the tens of thousands.
  44. >You were in too much pain from your broken shell, there was no hope to focus on a spell to escape.
  45. >The constant barrage of love made it impossible to move away, not that your spider-webbed exoskeleton could still support you.
  46. >Your only consolation was that the fools would suffer the fate they chose.
  47. >You wouldn’t.
  48. >No matter what.
  49. >Never again.
  50. >And so you fought on, if only with will.
  51.  
  52. >A pain unlike anything you’d experienced jolted through your withers and back, accompanied by a echoing crack.
  53. >You let out a scream as your chitin split wider along the crack, forced open by the rejected love.
  54. >A bulge of pulsing pale flesh pressed out through the gap, widening it further with a rolling crunch
  55. >Beam after beam tested you, each and every one of them offering a salvation from your torment.
  56. >Another crack sounded, this time the pain came from your flank.
  57. >Slowly your whole body swelled with the love you scorned, the love of your swarm.
  58. >Your family.
  59. >Bit by bit it broke you apart.
  60. >Chitin split and sundered, shards dropping to the ground around your swelling form as you outgrew your body.
  61. >It hurt.
  62. >But you’ve felt worse pain.
  63. >Unimaginable pain.
  64. >You would never go back to the old ways.
  65. >Nothing could drag you back to them after all that you had lost from them.
  66. >You cracked again under the onslaught of love, this time it was your thorax plate separating from your neck as your chest pushed outward.
  67. >Everywhere, you were coming undone.
  68. >Other plates followed.
  69. >No longer content to force apart the weakened stretches of chitin, the roiling love inside you began to pull you apart at the seams.
  70. >Your hive’s love levered plates apart, surging flesh filling gaps as the connective tissues between gave way in spilling tears.
  71.  
  72. >The cascade of love only grew as more and more of your swarm joined the fool.
  73. >The larger plates finally worked loose, dropping one by one onto your throne in dull clatters.
  74. >Your body more resembled a pale green sack than a living creature.
  75. >pieces of your old self still clung on in places, if only barely.
  76. >Three hooves.
  77. >One haunch.
  78. >A small stretch on your back.
  79. >The only place that was yet to be sundered was your head and neck, and your neck’s ringlets were rapidly spacing out.
  80. >Without your hardened outer skin, the blows of love pressed into your fleshy form at full force.
  81. >Each one felt like a buck meant to burst you.
  82. >You could stop it.
  83. >All you had to do was let the love in.
  84. >But you wouldn’t.
  85. >You’d killed so many in your carelessness.
  86. >Lovers.
  87. >Friends.
  88. >Husbands.
  89. >You’d never go back to that.
  90. >You’d endure anything to prevent pain like that again.
  91. >And so you did.
  92. >A pair of wet crunches sounded, as your neck’s plating broke apart.
  93. >Without support, your head drooped forward, hair sweeping forward like a veil.
  94. >Your crown came tumbling off, bouncing once on the throne’s edge before falling to the floor.
  95. >A new fracture called out, tracing a fine line from your right eye and down your cheek.
  96.  
  97. >Let them walk into this hell they’ve chosen.
  98. >Another echoing split jolted from your left eye.
  99. >Thorax will learn.
  100. >He’ll lead them well enough.
  101. >Your whole body was distorted with love, a pale fleshy mockery of what you used to be.
  102. >You knew there was no more room for love.
  103. >The cracks in your countenance widened, tracing pale streaks down to your chin.
  104. >He will learn to love.
  105. >When they start dying, he’ll hate himself for it.
  106. >And Thorax will welcome the hunger back like an old friend.
  107. >With a wet snap you felt your brow loosen, and brow to jaw your last few plates clatter to the ground as the love forced itself into your body’s last refuge.
  108. >Even now, you could accept it.
  109. >Welcome it in.
  110. >Save yourself.
  111. >It wouldn’t be worth it.
  112. >A beam strikes again, and you feel a sharp pain needle through your distended and amorphous sack of a body.
  113. >Again, the next changeling to offer you love strikes you, and the needling sensation never leaves.
  114. >Your whole self is at it’s limit.
  115. >With what little strength you can muster without skeletal support, you tilt your head a few meagre inches to the right.
  116. >The curtain of tattered hair parts against your soft muzzle, giving you one half-focused eye to see.
  117. >Thorax.
  118. >He looks just like you used to.
  119. >So proud.
  120. >So naive.
  121. >Let him love his friends to death.
  122. >Let him build his own towers of bones and grief.
  123. >Let him learn that cruelty is the only kindness he can give his swarm.
  124. >He will make a fine leader.
  125. >One final beam courses into you, and you almost feel happy.
  126. >Tears and seams split wide along your soft and bloated body, and you feel yourself rip apart.

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