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                                            Ch. 7
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                                            >Anon finishes the last of the non-toxic fruits and mushrooms brought to him by the former Queen of the Changelings.
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                                            4.
                                            >Licking a bit of berry juice from his fingers, he smiles.
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                                            5.
                                            >Chrysalis stares at him, unblinking eyes focused on his every movement.
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                                            6.
                                            >Anon ignores her, and looks up towards the sky.
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                                            7.
                                            >A soft breeze caresses his cheek.
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                                            8.
                                            >He closes his eyes, and sighs.
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                                            9.
                                            >Chrysalis leans forward in anticipation.
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                                            10.
                                            >Anon slowly looks back down at her.
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                                            11.
                                            >”She looks so different than when I first saw her,” he thinks to himself. “Or maybe…”
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                                            12.
                                            >He looks past her to the treeline.
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                                            13.
                                            A: “Maybe I’m the one who’s different.”
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                                            14.
                                            >Chrysalis cocks her head slightly, unsure what Anon is talking about.
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                                            15.
                                            >She shifts her posture slightly, as he simply stares off into space for an uncomfortable length of time.
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                                            16.
                                            C: “Anon?”
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                                            17.
                                            >He snaps back from his thoughts.
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                                            18.
                                            A: “Yeah?”
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                                            19.
                                            >His flat response almost makes Chrysalis wince, but she suppresses it.
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                                            20.
                                            C: “You enjoyed the feast I brought you, yes?”
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                                            21.
                                            A: “Oh, yeah. I was really hungry after tussling with this guy,”
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                                            22.
                                            >Anon pats the timberwolf behind him.
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                                            23.
                                            A: “Thank you.”
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                                            24.
                                            >He stands, looking away from her again towards the trees.
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                                            25.
                                            >He starts to take a step, but Chrysalis grabs his hand with her magic, gently pulling on him.
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                                            26.
                                            C: “That’s it?”
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                                            27.
                                            >She looks at him with wide eyes, attempting to conceal the disappointment in her voice.
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                                            28.
                                            >Anon looks down at her with a confused expression.
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                                            29.
                                            C: “Well?”
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                                            30.
                                            A: “What?”
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                                            31.
                                            >Exasperated, she stands up and stomps her hoof.
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                                            32.
                                            C: “What do you mean ‘what’!? I brought you food! Aren’t you feeling… Love?”
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                                            33.
                                            >Chrysalis slowly lowers her voice as Anon’s blank expression confuses her.
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                                            34.
                                            >He looks her up and down, squinting his eyes as he seems to ponder something.
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                                            35.
                                            >Growing irritated by his silence, she yells.
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                                            36.
                                            C: “Well!?”
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                                            37.
                                            >Anon smirks.
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                                            38.
                                            A: “You know, you’re actually really cute when you’re upset.”
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                                            39.
                                            >Taken aback, Chrysalis blushes and scrunches her face.
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                                            40.
                                            >Anon kneels down and brushes a lock of her hair from her face, and her expression softens, while her blush deepens.
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                                            41.
                                            >He leans in and gently kisses her.
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                                            42.
                                            >Her back arches as she tries to lean into his kiss, to draw more love out of him.
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                                            43.
                                            >But Anon, instead, pulls away.
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                                            44.
                                            >He stands again, and looks away from her, eyes on the horizon.
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                                            45.
                                            C: “A-Anon?”
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                                            46.
                                            >More confused than before, she tries to read his expression.
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                                            47.
                                            >His eyes are full of vigor, his slight smile eluding to thoughts beyond her reach.
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                                            48.
                                            C: “I… I want more…”
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                                            49.
                                            >She tries to push closer to him, but Anon place a hand on her head, stopping her.
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                                            50.
                                            A: “Not now. I want out of this damn forest.”
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                                            51.
                                            C: “Wha-? Don’t defy me! Give me your love!”
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                                            52.
                                            >Rather than sounding angry, or demanding, her voice sounds hurt. Pleading.
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                                            53.
                                            >Anon doesn’t respond.
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                                            54.
                                            >Instead, with one quick motion he picks her up and throws her over his shoulder.
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                                            55.
                                            C: “W-what are you-?”
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                                            56.
                                            >Anon walks over to the timberwolf, and it stands up, as if responding to some silent command.
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                                            57.
                                            >Without a word anon slings Chrysalis onto its back, and then hops on himself.
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                                            58.
                                            A: “Let’s go.”
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                                            59.
                                            >The timberwolf shivers, and then takes off at a full sprint.
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                                            60.
                                            >As the blur of green and brown passes them by, and the sound of creaking wood and snapping twigs echoes around them, Chrysalis cannot help but look up at Anon.
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                                            61.
                                            >He looks forward, paying the Changeling little mind as they speed through the trees.
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                                            62.
                                            >His visage is one of determination, of clear intent.
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                                            63.
                                            >Chrysalis jostles about as the timberwolf leaps across a stream, and is suddenly made aware of the embarrassing position she’s been put in, strewn across the beast’s back like a sack.
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                                            64.
                                            >She opens her mouth, ready to protest her predicament, but seeing Anon’s face drives the thought from her mind.
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                                            65.
                                            >Instead, she simply smiles.
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                                            66.
                                            >”Soon.” She thinks to herself. “Very soon…”
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                                            ~
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                                            70.
                                            >The sun begins to set as Anon and Chrysalis finally reach the edge of the Everfree forest.
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                                            71.
                                            >A great plain stretches before them, flowers of every color dot the sea of green grass, rolling across like waves as far as the eye can see.
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                                            72.
                                            >On the horizon, many miles away, a twinkling reflection of the evening sunlight reveals their destination.
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                                            73.
                                            >The Crystal Empire.
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                                            74.
                                            >The timberwolf slows its pace, then stops.
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                                            75.
                                            >Anon, with a sigh, hops off.
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                                            76.
                                            >As he lifts Chrysalis from the beast’s back, she finally breaks the silence.
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                                            77.
                                            C: “Why have we stopped?”
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                                            78.
                                            >Anon scritches the timberwolf beneath its chin.
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                                            79.
                                            A: “We’ll have to walk the rest of the way.”
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                                            80.
                                            C: “What? Why?”
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                                            81.
                                            A: “This is as far as he can go.”
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                                            82.
                                            >With that, Anon nods to the timberwolf. It stares for a moment, then bows its head.
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                                            83.
                                            >A gust of wind blows around them, and with a flurry of leaves the timberwolf disappears.
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                                            84.
                                            >After a moment, Chrysalis smirks.
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                                            85.
                                            C: “So you speak ‘timberwolf’ now?”
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                                            86.
                                            >Anon just smiles at her mocking tone.
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                                            87.
                                            A: “Nah.”
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                                            88.
                                            >He chuckles.
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                                            89.
                                            A: “I just- I could tell what it was feeling.”
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                                            90.
                                            >The smirk on the Changeling’s face grows as she gives him a mischievous look.
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                                            91.
                                            C: “You’re getting stronger…”
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                                            92.
                                            >She licks her lips.
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                                            93.
                                            C: “Can you tell what *I’m* feeling?”
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                                            94.
                                            >Anon ignores her teasing, looking out across the field before them.
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                                            95.
                                            A: “It’s going to take us a while to get there. C’mon.”
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                                            96.
                                            >Chrysalis doesn’t move.
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                                            97.
                                            >After a few steps, Anon realizes that she isn’t following him, and turns around.
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                                            98.
                                            A: “What’s wrong?”
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                                            99.
                                            C: “Hmph.”
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                                            100.
                                            >She turns her nose up at him, and looks away dismissively.
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                                            101.
                                            C: “Nothing.”
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                                            102.
                                            >She trots over to stand beside him, while refusing to look in his direction.
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                                            103.
                                            >Anon sighs.
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                                            104.
                                            A: “Are you… Mad?”
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                                            105.
                                            >She doesn’t answer.
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                                            106.
                                            A: “Tired?”
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                                            107.
                                            >Her ear twitches, but she gives no response.
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                                            108.
                                            A: “Hmm. Hungry?”
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                                            109.
                                            C: “Hmph.“
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                                            110.
                                            >Anon grins.
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                                            111.
                                            A: “Alright, alright. I get it. We’ll take a break here.”
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                                            112.
                                            C: “That isn’t necessary.”
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                                            113.
                                            >Her voice is almost a pout.
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                                            114.
                                            >Anon laughs.
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                                            115.
                                            A: “Clearly it is.”
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                                            116.
                                            >He gives a last look over the horizon, then plops down onto the grass.
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                                            117.
                                            >He pats his lap.
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                                            118.
                                            A: “C’mere.”
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                                            119.
                                            >Trying to keep a serious face, Chrysalis silently lays down beside him, and cuddles up close to his side.
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                                            120.
                                            >A tiny smile betrays her feelings.
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                                            121.
                                            >Anon smiles, too, and puts an arm around her.
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                                            122.
                                            >She lets out a quiet gasp at his brazen affection.
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                                            123.
                                            >Anon closes his eyes and lays back onto the grass, pulling Chrysalis with him.
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                                            124.
                                            >He opens his eyes and stares up at the stars as he holds her close to him.
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                                            125.
                                            >He can feel her strange body pulse beneath his grip as she relaxes.
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                                            126.
                                            A: “The stars here are beautiful.”
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                                            127.
                                            C: “Hmm?”
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                                            128.
                                            A: “I’ve never quite got used to how different the sky is here.”
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                                            129.
                                            C: “What do you mean?”
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                                            130.
                                            A: “It’s just… The sky is so clear. So pristine. So… I don’t know. It makes me happy just to look at it. But also… It makes me kinda sad. You could never see the stars so clearly back in… Back where I come from.”
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                                            131.
                                            >Chrysalis looks at the stars, and then leans her head over onto Anon’s shoulder to look at him.
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                                            132.
                                            C: “Where *do* you come from?”
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                                            133.
                                            >Anon sighs.
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                                            A: “I don’t know if you’d believe me if I told you.”
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                                            135.
                                            C: “Huh? Nonsense. Tell me.”
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                                            136.
                                            A: “I’m from another world. Another dimension, or something.”
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                                            137.
                                            C: “How did you get here?”
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                                            138.
                                            A: “I don’t know. One day I just… Woke up. And I was here. Well, in Ponyville.”
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                                            139.
                                            C: “Ugh. Ponyville.”
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                                            140.
                                            >Anon laughs.
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                                            141.
                                            A: “The ponies were actually really nice to me when I showed up.”
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                                            142.
                                            >Chrysalis is silent for a moment, looking wide-eyed at Anon as he gazes towards the heavens.
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                                            143.
                                            C: “So why did you leave? You were pretty far away from that horrible place when we met.”
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                                            144.
                                            >Anon sighs.
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                                            145.
                                            A: “I’m not like those ponies. They’re too… Nice. I guess I just felt bad being there.”
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                                            146.
                                            C: “Humans aren’t nice, then?”
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                                            A: “Some are. But most are… How do I put it? Self-centered, I guess. Most people are so focused on their own lives and problems they never really stop to think of anybody else.”
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                                            C: “Hmm. Your world is very different from this one, then?”
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                                            149.
                                            A: “Oh yeah. Way different. For one, there’s no talking ponies. And the ponies we have look a lot different, too. Not nearly as ‘cute’.”
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                                            150.
                                            C: “I think I might enjoy your world, Anon.”
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                                            151.
                                            >Anon smiles.
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                                            152.
                                            A: “It can be a crazy place. You just might fit in. Why do you hate ponies so much, anyway?”
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                                            153.
                                            C: “Their incessant friendliness and positivity are overbearing. They disgust me.”
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                                            154.
                                            >Anon chuckles.
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                                            155.
                                            A: “You’ve been pretty friendly yourself, recently, Chryssi.”
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                                            156.
                                            >She scoffs.
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                                            157.
                                            C: “A Queen is expected to provide for her subjects.”
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                                            158.
                                            A: “I’m not one of your ‘subjects’.”
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                                            159.
                                            C: “You’re my King, and as Queen it is my duty to-”
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                                            160.
                                            >Anon’s laughter interrupts her, and he sits up, shaking his head.
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                                            161.
                                            C: “W-what? Why are you laughing?”
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                                            162.
                                            A: “Since when am I a King?”
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                                            163.
                                            >Realizing the implication of what she just said, Chrysalis begins to stammer out a response, but Anon interrupts her, his tone becoming serious.
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                                            164.
                                            A: “I’m not a puppet. I’m not gonna roll over and let you control me, Chrysalis.”
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                                            165.
                                            >There is silence between them for several minutes.
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                                            166.
                                            >Emotions swirl through Chrysalis’s head, and she can’t find the words to express what she wants to say.
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                                            167.
                                            C: “Anon…”
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                                            168.
                                            A: “Yeah?”
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                                            169.
                                            C: “Why do you want to go to the Crystal Empire? I thought… Do you really desire conquest?”
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                                            170.
                                            >Anon looks up at the stars.
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                                            >”I just want to be free of this curse.” He thinks to himself. “Right?”
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                                            172.
                                            >He looks down at his hand.
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                                            >”But… Do I really? I’ve never felt so powerful. I’ve never felt so… Alive.”
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                                            174.
                                            >He clenches his fist.
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                                            >”What *do* I want? Maybe… Maybe this is what I’m meant to be. Maybe I’m…”
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                                            176.
                                            A: “I’m a human. Conquest, war… That’s sorta what we do.”
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                                            177.
                                            C: “So humans are a race of monsters, after all. You’re only following your nature.”
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                                            A: “No, that’s… Not quite right. At least, I don’t think so. Humans in general are… Well I wouldn’t call them monsters.”
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                                            179.
                                            >Anon looks back towards the sky, just in time to see a shooting star.
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                                            180.
                                            >A wicked smile creeps upon his face.
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                                            A: “But me?”
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                                            182.
                                            >He points at himself with his thumb, and looks down at Chrysalis beside him.
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                                            A: “I’m definitely a monster.”
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                                            C: “So you’re not lying when you say you want to take the Crystal Empire?”
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                                            185.
                                            >Anon thinks to himself for a moment, and then suddenly stands up.
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                                            186.
                                            A: “I’ve decided.”
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                                            187.
                                            >Chrysalis looks up at him.
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                                            188.
                                            A: “I’m not going to take the Crystal Empire.”
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                                            189.
                                            C: “You-”
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                                            190.
                                            A: “I’m going to take everything.”
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                                            C: “Oh?”
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                                            >Chrysalis’s growing concern and broiling despair suddenly begin to fade, as she watches Anon look out upon the night, an odd fire in his eyes.
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                                            A: “This world… This perfect little world…”
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                                            194.
                                            >He raises his arm, hand outstretched, palm facing upwards.
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                                            195.
                                            A: “I’m going to make it mine.”
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                                            196.
                                            >His fingers curl into a fist.
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                                            197.
                                            A: “No more living like a hermit. No more running away.”
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                                            198.
                                            >A vision of Twilight and the other ponies flashes through his mind.
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                                            >“No more pain.” He thinks to himself.
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                                            C: “Anon…”
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                                            >Chrysalis is breathing heavily, staring at Anon with glittering eyes, enraptured by his ambition.
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                                            >He looks down at her.
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                                            203.
                                            >He’d got so caught up in his own thoughts he almost forgot he was talking to her, and not to himself.
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                                            >”This curse…” He thinks. “No. Fuck the curse. This is what I want.”
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                                            A: “That means you, too.”
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                                            206.
                                            C: “W-what?”
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                                            >Chrysalis’s expression is a mix of arousal and worry.
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                                            >The dark flames in his eyes frighten her, but at the same time, he’s everything she wanted him to be.
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                                            >No.
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                                            >He’s more.
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                                            >What is this she’s feeling?
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                                            212.
                                            >This isn’t love…
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                                            213.
                                            >Is it?
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                                            214.
                                            >He steps closer to her, standing directly over her.
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                                            C: “A-Anon!?”
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                                            A: “You’re the first. The first thing in this world I’m taking.”
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                                            >He kneels beside her, and reaches out a hand to touch her chin.
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                                            218.
                                            A: “You’re mine.”
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                                            219.
                                            >A jolt of fear shoots through her, and something finally snaps.
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                                            220.
                                            >Chrysalis regains a bit of her composure, and her pride.
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                                            >She stands straight up, and knocks Anon’s hand away.
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                                            C: “Don’t get ahead of yourself! I am a Queen! I belong to nopony!”
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                                            223.
                                            >Anon stands tall, and crosses his arms.
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                                            C: “You-!”
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                                            225.
                                            >She hesitates.
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                                            226.
                                            C: “If anything, you belong to me! I’ll use you to take my revenge on those detestable ponies!”
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                                            A: “Go on then. Try it.”
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                                            >Silence.
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                                            229.
                                            >The two stare each other down.
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                                            230.
                                            >Anon stands tall, with a stoic stance and evil smirk.
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                                            231.
                                            >Chrysalis stands in a fighting stance, with a defiant glare, horn beginning to blaze with magical fury.
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                                            232.
                                            >After several painful seconds, Anon finally moves first, but before he can finish lifting his hand, green electricity explodes from the Changeling Queen’s horn, striking him in the face.
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                                            233.
                                            >Chrysalis’s eyes spark with energy as she asserts her dominance using her magic.
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                                            C: “Bow before your Queen!”
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                                            235.
                                            >He laughs.
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                                            A: “No.”
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                                            237.
                                            >With a loud *SNAP* her magic flashes brightly and explodes, and the backlash sends her tumbling backwards.
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                                            238.
                                            >Anon stands, unscathed, unmoved, still staring her down.
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                                            239.
                                            >Chrysalis jumps up and gets back into a fighting stance as quickly as she can.
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                                            240.
                                            >She looks into Anon’s eyes, trying to understand what he’s thinking.
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                                            241.
                                            >What he’s feeling.
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                                            242.
                                            >Pride.
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                                            243.
                                            >Greed.
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                                            >Lust.
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                                            >Chrysalis’s eyes widen as his wicked emotions overwhelm her.
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                                            246.
                                            >Her shoulders slump, her body relaxes, and she lowers her head in defeat.
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                                            247.
                                            >She is prepared for painful retribution from the Human Monster before her, and closes her eyes as he approaches.
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                                            248.
                                            >Anon gently trails a finger down the side of her face, and lifts her chin.
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                                            249.
                                            >With ragged breath she nervously allows him to tilt her head up to face him.
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                                            A: “Chrysalis.”
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                                            >There is no anger in his voice.
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                                            252.
                                            >She slowly opens her eyes, and he smiles.
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                                            253.
                                            A: “You’re mine.”
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                                            254.
                                            >Anon kisses her.
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                                            255.
                                            >She closes her eyes again, savoring the taste of his cruel love.
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                                            256.
                                            >He breaks the kiss, and she nearly collapses, but he catches her, and leans down, slowly allowing her to regain her footing.
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                                            A: “You want me to be your King?”
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                                            258.
                                            >She blushes.
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                                            259.
                                            C: “Yes…”
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                                            A: “Good.”
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                                            261.
                                            >He leans towards her ear and whispers.
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                                            262.
                                            A: “Because I want you to be my Queen.”
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                                            >Chrysalis’s body shudders at his words. She can feel the power emanating from him.
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                                            >She never imagined he’d grow in power so quickly.
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                                            >There’s no way she can control him now.
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                                            >There’s no way she can resist him now.
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                                            >But…
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                                            268.
                                            >She doesn’t want to control him anymore.
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                                            >She doesn’t want to resist him anymore.
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                                            >She wants to be controlled.
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                                            >She wants to give in.
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                                            >She wants him to take her.
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                                            C: “Anon…”
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                                            >Gently, he pushes her down.
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                                            C: “Anon, please…”
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                                            >His fingers trail down her neck.
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                                            C: “Take me…
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                                            >He leans over her.
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                                            C: “Make me yours…”
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                                            >His hands grasp her waist and pull her closer.
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                                            281.
                                            C: “Please…”
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                                            >He teases her with soft kisses on her neck, spreading her legs with his hands.
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                                            >She gasps.
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                                            C: “Please!”
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                                            285.
                                            >Anon looks into Chrysalis’s eyes.
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                                            286.
                                            C: “Give me your love!”
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