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[_The throne was black and ferocious, unsettling and unholy. Red mist coiled and slithered from its radiating presence, the dark forces within each monumental gem pulsating with that haunting blue glow. Pulsating. Moving. Thriving. Living. The lightning shrieked all around it, brightening the crystal throne to make it stand out, to allow its shadow to crush Discord with every flash.

Its edges were curved and jagged, razor-sharp with each tip of the throne sending strikes of violent purple and green electricity throughout the entire cavern. In that illumination, Discord could see the mountain encased with various, infectious veins throughout the walls and ceilings, all of which sprouted more and more crystals. Many of which he had never sensed. Many he couldn’t even sense.

But they were there. They were as real as the throne. As real as the mountain it rested within. As real…

“I did not account for your intervention…”

The voice was finally found. Its origin was reached and emerged from the very seat of the dark throne. Hearing the labored breaths growl from it, Discord steadied himself for whatever unrighteous being could be present, watching and waiting for him in the dark. Though the deepest, darkest, most wretched parts of his heart and soul knew who it was, Discord’s heart, mind, and eyes refused to acknowledge it. Refused to believe it.

Discord dropped his hardened gaze to the seat and saw it.

Watched as the grotesque lips twisted into a smile that showed every last blade of a fang and tooth. Listened as the words growled, “Even better…”

Gasped as his eyes, mind, and heart did not deceive him. Discord saw reality. He saw truth. It was real. He was real.

Resting on the throne was the living, breathing, smiling corpse of Sombra himself._]

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