The end. (For real this time)
Stone Blossom: Canterlot outskirts: Lying in a growing pool of blood.
She stared across the corruption scarred land she had once called home. The voice was there, but so very faint. She couldn't think about what had just happened. She felt everything start to fade away slowly.
Is this death? She thought. Death was surprisingly painless, except for that part at the beggining. That hurt a lot. But that was gone now. What was that again? Oh yes, the hole in her chest. But who did that? She remembered a face as she faded away. Who was that? Well, it's too late now. The ground was surprisingly comfortable. It looked cracked and rocky, but felt soft. The darkness had almost completely covered her eyes now. It felt good, like a familiar warm blanket. The voice had quieted down. Maybe it needed a nap. Yeah, a nap would be really good right now. Just a quick one...
The Corruption started tearing pieces of rock into the sky. So many times they had done this before. Take the rock. Mold the rock. Breathe life into the rock. They always believed what they did was right. In a way, it truly was beautiful. Granting so much life to almost nothing. But that pesky "Guardian" as it was called, was constantly attacking this new life. Just because they were knew and different. Soon they would head to the next rock and start over. First the catalyst, then the power source. And if things got bad, they would change the catalyst, morph it into a better creature. They felt this catalysts cries of rage and sadness. They had felt these before but none quite as this. It truly loved the creature they made it kill. They tried to console it, saying that she was one of them now, but this just deepened the rage.
They started to question themselves. Maybe what they did was wrong. They put it to a vote. Most thought that they should give this world a chance. There were always more worlds out there, but none in their travels worked like this one. The others said that they had already put so much into this world. They couldn't just go back. But they new that the others wouldn't change their minds. They would leave. Take all corruption from this world, but would leave the catalyst to whatever fate it chose.
They started fixing the land. They hadn't done this very often so it was slow and awkward work. But once they thought they had fixed everything, they took the corruption from all living and unloving things. The portal closed before any of them awoke.