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7/26/2025, 12:50:23 AM
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>”There could have been some war, or a natural disaster, or maybe a meteor’s hit the planet and killed everyone, and I’m the only survivor because I was here when it happened.”
>His tone is getting increasingly agitated the more he goes on.
>He must’ve been brooding on these things for a while.
>”I might be the last of my kind. Isn’t that kinda fucked?”
>He chuckles a bit, but there was zero happiness in it.
>It was an empty, nervous laugh.
>That knot of worry was forming up in your stomach again.
“Anon?”
>He doesn’t even acknowledge you, just keeps staring off as more of his fears work their way through his head.
>”My whole species, it’s history, cultures, everything it ever was and everything it ever could be, all of it just… gone.”
>He brings his hand to his mouth for a moment, his breathing getting more strained.
>You had no idea he was having these types of thoughts.
>All this time you’d been teaching him about Ponyville and farm life, and he’s been nursing these ideas in the back of his mind.
>He’d been doing such a good job staying calm and collected this whole time that you’d barely even thought about how stressful this all must be for him.
“Anon, hey…”
>He shakes his head again, running his hand through his mane.
>“My home, my country, my family, everything I ever knew just fucking gone and I’m…”
>His voice breaks, and you’re sure you saw his shoulders heave a little.
>Anon starts anxiously touching at his face.
>“I-I-I just… need to… f-fuck man…”
>He collapses to the ground, and your heart leaps into your throat.
“Anon!”
>You immediately jump back up onto your hooves and rush over to him.
>”There could have been some war, or a natural disaster, or maybe a meteor’s hit the planet and killed everyone, and I’m the only survivor because I was here when it happened.”
>His tone is getting increasingly agitated the more he goes on.
>He must’ve been brooding on these things for a while.
>”I might be the last of my kind. Isn’t that kinda fucked?”
>He chuckles a bit, but there was zero happiness in it.
>It was an empty, nervous laugh.
>That knot of worry was forming up in your stomach again.
“Anon?”
>He doesn’t even acknowledge you, just keeps staring off as more of his fears work their way through his head.
>”My whole species, it’s history, cultures, everything it ever was and everything it ever could be, all of it just… gone.”
>He brings his hand to his mouth for a moment, his breathing getting more strained.
>You had no idea he was having these types of thoughts.
>All this time you’d been teaching him about Ponyville and farm life, and he’s been nursing these ideas in the back of his mind.
>He’d been doing such a good job staying calm and collected this whole time that you’d barely even thought about how stressful this all must be for him.
“Anon, hey…”
>He shakes his head again, running his hand through his mane.
>“My home, my country, my family, everything I ever knew just fucking gone and I’m…”
>His voice breaks, and you’re sure you saw his shoulders heave a little.
>Anon starts anxiously touching at his face.
>“I-I-I just… need to… f-fuck man…”
>He collapses to the ground, and your heart leaps into your throat.
“Anon!”
>You immediately jump back up onto your hooves and rush over to him.
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