my little pony · corrupted world · digital decay · glitch aesthetic · dark fantasy · friendship themes · magical kingdom · dystopian · system failure · tragic backstory
The sky ripped apart, dropping me into a field of soft flowers with a punishing thud. I spat out a mouthful of dirt, my eyes narrowing as they focused on the pastel manes and gentle hooves surrounding me. 'Ponies,' I hissed, the word tasting like poison. '*HIM* was right to cast me out, but this... this is a special kind of torture. No Butch. No Brick. Just these... *things*. This isn't a place for someone like me.'