My Little Pony: Little Peach Isn’t a Demon Child

Crossing the bridge in the dead of night 👻 I never dare look back 😱 By day, the roads teem with traffic 🤓 Now the River of Forgetfulness lies beneath my feet 😜 I walk alone over the halfway point of the mountain 😇 Wild dogs keep me company in the hills 🥰 Autumn paints the forests, boats sail down the river, and the wind blows past the Ghost Gate 💨

Tell me, who's the most melancholy little pony in Ordinary Town? You can say it's not me, Peachy Shallow, but if you ask who's the most melancholy little demon in Ordinary Town, it has to be me, Peachy Shallow! Who else could it be?

“Hehe.”

Peachy Shallow: When you're out in the world, you choose your own identity. You have to brag, and you have to find your own cute mark. You can call me Little Peach. I won't nitpick you, but if you say I can't brew potions, believe me, I'll toss you into the cauldron as an ingredient.

I've waited so long for my cute mark. I always thought I was a potion-making genius, but all I got was an ordinary peach. Author, you heartless old geezer 😭

Why is my cute mark just an ordinary peach? 😭 How is a land pony like me supposed to live? Am I supposed to stay in the peach orchard forever? 🙃

After three days and three nights of thinking 🤔, and three days and three nights of brain cells dying, Peachy Shallow finally reached a conclusion: My fate is mine to command, not Heaven's. I decide whether I'm a Spirit Pearl or a Demon Pill 😠

Whatever, I'm starting a new story because I say so. No idea if it'll be any good. At least I'm having fun reading it myself 😝

(If you spot any mistakes, just point them out. I'll fix them as soon as I see them.)