Galaxiour; My Child. I must say I am disappointed in your actions. I had hoped your recent efforts were for the better.
I am no longer your child. I am above even you. I am magic. I am unchanging and uncaring.
I am.
Everqueen de noctis servio tibi in aeternum. -kneels- Non sum dignus.
*She ignores Zig’s supplications.*
Seems some reinforcements are on the way. It's game over for ya!
*She stands completely ignoring her attackers.*
B-but Your Highness, w-without me yuh would of never b-became like that!
Ponies are of no concern to me now. Worship me or not, I do not care what you do.
(Arcel)
*freezes, the way she is speaking* Y-your not… your not nightmare then…. *sounds heart broken suddenly, falls onto haunchs*….. so I have lost her then…. *tears that were being held back earlier start to flow*
No. I am not Nightmare Moon. I am not sure the words ‘pony’ or even 'living being’ can be applied to me, anymore. I am more than that. So much more. Watch. I can move the sun and the moon as easily as a foal moves their toys.
*She looks up, and her horn glows. The sun begins to move, dropping towards the horizon then stopping just at its edge, covering all of Equestria in twilight.*
A-ah'm not s-sure ah should h-help yuh a-anymore, Your H-Highness.
It doesn’t matter. I require nopony’s help now.
A-Amaranthine? *swallows, all anger lost to just pure confusion, first Twilight becomes more like Nightmare, and now Nightmare looks more like original Twilight, and he didn't know what to do, and why the hell was his heart beating so fast-* Oh dear sweet Luna, *he says quietly to himself, starting to really hate the little perv pony in his head, even if he had to admit she was devinely beautiful in this form*
You… I remember you. You were this body’s lover…
My, uh, great Queen? Uh, are yuh okay? Yuh look, uh, d-different, Your H-Highness. Ah'm n-not sure yuh even tuh same pony. O-or kisser
I am Nightmare Moon no longer. I am Amaranthine Eventide.
Crawls out froum near-by painting* Whatever you're doing with whatever that is, I want to ask you to drop it. You know how dangerous I can be, even to Ailicorns.
Foal. You think me a mere alicorn? I am the true form of magic itself! Your threats are meaningless to me!
Nightmare Do- *before she puts it on, when she does, stumbles back* Nightmare, this isn't a good idea, you have no idea if the magic is compatiable with your ow- *the transformation, eyes wide with worry, has to look away during it, then looks back, a blush becomes obvious* N-n-nightmare? W-what? *confused*
We are… I am no longer Nightmare Moon. Nor am I Twilight Sparkle… I will need a name… you may call me Amaranthine Eventide.
