With that jolt, he fell in and out of consciousness, feeling his mind going blank!
But before his consciousness fully went out, he saw a bright light shoot down at him. It illuminated the darkness of his mind, causing him to enter a dark, misty realm.
He looked up and saw his "wife," her figure still illuminated and intangible. He was stuck on the ground, unable to move.
So she came closer to him, moving with the grayish, illusory smoke.
She held out her hands and came closer to Jimmithey, wrapping her arms around his beaten body.
"Jimmithey… Now is the time. You must use your schizo powers, your imagination, your delusions! It is the only way for you to beat the Brony." She said, whispering into his ear.
Jimmithey couldn't respond, as his neck was still half snapped from the Brony's choking attack.
Either way, he felt like her advice couldn't help him much at that point.
What creativity could he use when he was about to die, almost fully unconscious?
What delusion would save him now? The hard pain of his battle killed any delusions he had of victory, only reminding him of the cold, hard realities…
And with most of his Schizo energy spent, he couldn't do anything!
That was the truth, the cold, hard facts that no delusion could save him from!
He couldn't believe in these delusions. He couldn't…
But as Jimmithey thought of this, looking off past his 'wife' and at the distant darkness, he noticed a red light coming from afar, poking into his vision!
This light grew in a matter of seconds, pushing past the fog until it formed into a singular shape.
This shape was a sharp face, a familiar one, a disgusting and dark one.
The King Cuck's face. One that began to speak out in its vile, cringe-inducing tone.
"Jimmy boy, don't listen to that bitch! She and her worthless Schizo powers have gotten you nowhere! Sure, they are good at the start, but they can't finish for SHIT! When have you ever beaten your enemies with that power? Huh?"
"Even them fuckin' magical girls… They weren't just beaten by your schizo abilities… You know that, right keke…?"
"You've been beaten and broken by your enemies, by the world. And it's all because of these schizo powers!" The King Cuck laughed out, looking straight into Jimmithey's eyes.
Jimmithey's "Wife" then looked to her side, realizing the King Cuck's presence.
She turned to Jimmithey, with tears forming in her eyes.
"No Jimmithey! Don't listen to him. He is the darkness that started this all, the dark Cuck within you. If you use his power, you'll end up as a monster! A degenerate like the ones you've fought! H-he is the Cuckold!" She yelled, clenching onto what remained of Jimmithey's shirt.
But then, a rush of wind pushed her off of Jimmithey!
She tumbled off onto his side, giving King Cuck's head the chance to loom over Jimmithey's weak body!
"Fuck her Jimmthey! And fuckin' listen to me! You've been dragged into this world, this degenerate reality, out of your own will. You've been beaten and crushed, yet you continue to allow it to happen by using these weak powers!"
"You are a cuck, Jimmithey! You allow yourself to be cucked by this degeneracy! Letting it FUCK you over! But do not be discouraged, as a Cuck is POWERFUL!" The Cuckold yelled, continuing to push Jimmithey's "Wife" away with its wind-like aura.
"NO! Please Jimmithey! Please don't listen to him! You're no cuck, you're a normal, good person! If you listen to him, you'll never have your normal life back again!" She continued to yell, her voice getting weaker and weaker.
"This Cuckold power, Jimmithey… Use it and you can fight back! Fuck the world like it had fucked you! Get revenge on the degenerates who ruined your life and even topple me, the King of Cucks! And with this power, you can get your sweet revenge on that bitch Myusel!"
"Ahh, Jimmithey, I know how you want to fuck her tight ass, have your way with her. I know you want to slam your cock into her wet pussy right as Chad watches, begging for you to stop!"
"No… In fact… I know you… You want to see Chad fuck her! You wanna lick her clit right after he finishes busting inside of it… AHA…! I know it! I know you, Jimmithey!"
"I know it all because I am the Cuck within you! Now, use the power of a Cuck and WIN this WAR!" The King Cuck head shouted as his mouth opened, rushing towards Jimmithey.
"N-NOO!! DON'T DO IT---" The Wife yelled as she was pushed by the winds into the surrounding darkness, consumed by it.
Instantly, her presence became almost invisible to Jimmithey, fading into the back of his mind.
As the Cuck head rushed towards Jimmithey, it transformed from the King Cuck's head into his own face! Into Jimmithey!
It consumed Jimmithey's body, enveloping him in Cuckold energy!
BWOOM!
Jimmithey's consciousness was suddenly restored.
He looked upwards, quickly realizing the Brother Brony was still choking him.
But now, he had gained all the strength he had lost back! He was able to counterattack!
Jimmithey clenched his fist, swinging his right arm upwards at near instant speeds, faster than the Brony's defenses!
It slammed into the side of the Brony's head, smashing deep into his skull.
"EEEYAAAGGG!!" The Brony screamed as he was flung across the field, his blood and brain matter flying everywhere.
But before he could land, Jimmithey slid next to him and grabbed his greasy, stretched-out shirt.
He held him in place, giving Jimmithey the chance to attack!
He punched the Brony in his gut, causing his insides to spew out of his back.
Jimmithey pulled his bloody fist out of the Brony's body, slamming the obese man into the ground with his other hand.
BWOOM!!!
A massive explosion went off, as gravel, dust, and dead brony corpses flew up into the air.