"... Don't wanna be dead, huh?" Reaper sighed, walking over to the crushed pony, and kneeled down in front of her. She didn't dare raise her head to him, forcing her tears back; she didn't shed a tear as she stared into that devil's eyes... didn't crack as her ribs shattered... didn't relent as she was devoured by that evil machine. She hadn't cried since she was a little filly...