“Everypony sees me as the party pony. The one who can make a party in near seconds, the one who can break a whole town into song and dance, but what they all don’t realize is that I have been the sole incarnation of death itself, the grim reaper. Understand this that I do not go around killing random ponies for fun, no, I wait for their time to come to bring them into the realm of the afterlife. Whether it’s Tartarus or Elysium, I will take their souls to where their life actions have directed them to go. If my friends were to be in any danger, I will not hesitate to take my scythe and rip the soul of the fiend, letting their body fall several hooves away from the intended target, and be gone with a flash of lightning. Until then, I sit and wait in the nether, waiting patiently for the next soul to take.”

I don’t get it, but I like it.

Wow, thought she was in Hermeus Mora’s realm there for a minute. But seriously, look at how good this is! Look at it!