At the same time, across the battlefield, Jimmithey continued to beat back the flood of Brother Bronies, throwing powerful strikes at his smelly foes.
Hundreds of thousands of the pudgy pony-loving men surrounded him, slamming their bodies into him with no concern for their survival.
Despite the sheer difference in numbers, Jimmithey kept fighting.
He did this all with a smile, no longer fearing them.
The awful things he had just gone through in that forest, like murdering another man or getting his ass raped, somehow made him even stronger!
This time, the strange Trauma Buff made him fifteen times stronger!
But who knows how long it would last, as it could just be a temporary emotional spike.
Along with that, he knew the amount of Schizo energy he had gathered wasn't going to last forever. His battle with the Green Haired Man expended a lot of his aura.
So Jimmithey knew that this was his chance, his opportunity to efficiently beat Brother Brony, once and for all!
So he kicked off from the ground and flew into the remaining Brony army, which was slowly inching closer from the woods.
"We are one, we are many." They all said monotonously.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Jimmithey yelled as he started destroying every Brony he could see, waving his Schizo Energy fans to push them away.
BWOOMM!!
These fans cut back any Brony that came close, pushing away their horrible stench before it could reach his nose.
But right as he killed a nearby Brony, one that had narrowly escaped his tornado-like attack, he noticed that the other Bronies had all stopped rushing at him.
They all just surrounded Jimmithey, standing silently and without emotion.
"The fuck…?!" Jimmithey questioned, while his left eye twitched.
He then saw a few of them moving aside, allowing for a single Brony to walk forward.
This said, Brony had a hat on, walking out from the crowd with his gut out.
"That is…"
It must've been the original Brother Brony, as he had the most smelly aura and the most rancid appearance.
Additionally, he had a spark of will that none of his brethren had. He slowly stepped forward, holding his hand up to order his brethren to stop.
"Jimmithey! We do not have to fight! Prove to me, prove that you are a brother of mine! You've rejected the Cosplay Colonel and the Furry Führer! And it seems you've even rejected Green Man's obsessive advances! That can only mean one thing…"
"That must mean you are a Brony!" The Original Brony roared as he held his fat, pudgy arms up.
"NO, YOU FUCK!" Jimmithey roared as he jumped towards the original Brother Brony, holding his fist up.
Even though Jimmithey was rushing at him, preparing to attack, the original Brony only stood still and smiled.
"Tell me Jimmithey, do you like Ponies? Do you like little ponies? Do you jack off to them? Do you have many cum jars? How many? I ask… ARE YOU ONE OF US?" The Brother Brony roared as his rancid, greenish brown aura rushed around.
This made him smellier and stronger, causing tremors to run throughout the ground!
"FUCK NO! YOU SHITHEAD!!!" Jimmithey yelled, kicking off the ground with his energy.
He slammed his fist straight into the Brony's face, causing the ground around them to explode.
BOOM!
Thousands of Bronies flew hundreds of feet into the air, turning into meat paste as soon as they slammed into the ground.
Despite Jimmithey's powerful strike, Brother Brony did not move.
He only smiled, looking straight into Jimmithey's eyes with a stern expression.
This only pissed Jimmithey off more, leading him to punch Brother Brony in the face again and again and again!!
BWOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Each strike caused the ground behind the Brony to explode, ripping into the forest behind.
"Fuck your stupid pony show nonsense! It's for fucking little girls, you creepy fuck!" Jimmithey yelled as he jumped back from the Brony.
Once he landed, he saw that his punches only made the Brony smellier, not having any real impact.
"No, no, no Jimmithey. You misunderstand. Ponies are not just for children. They are for adults as well. They aren't just for girls. They can be for boys and men, too. Men of any age, race, or background. That is why there are so many different types of Ponies, for all of us to enjoy. Some are pink, some are purple, and some are even blue. I personally enjoy the rainbow ones the most, since they mix all the colors. The rainbow represents love and friendship, being the ultimate expression of love. That means rainbow ponies represent love and truth, embodying the spirit of all that is right and loving. That is why I am a Brother Brony. Because I love the Ponies. I want to see this empty and cold world be filled with the light and love of Ponies. I want all to love the Ponies, including you, Jimmithey. That is why the King Cuck has offered me to join his army. Even he, a cold, ruthless Cuck, knows the importance and love of a pony. And that is why I extend my offer to you, Jimmithey. With your power, we will turn this world into a utopia. A utopia of Ponies and for Bronies. Everyone will be a pony, everyone will have a pony, and everyone will love their ponies. And everyone will love each other. We will all live together in harmony. I can promise that. That is why I am here, with my army of Bronies. That is why we are the Brony Brethren. That's why we exist… That is why I fight, Jimmithey. For a future, for world peace. For all of the Bronies, and all of the Ponies. For all of them, my Brony Pony Brother."
"I-I… I DON'T FUCKING CARE!!! SHUT UP!!" Jimmithey yelled as he used his full force to punch the Brony straight in the face!
The forest exploded from the impact, sending a shockwave that caused the rest of the bronies around Jimmithey to combust!
As a result of this attack, blood and meat lined the entire field, leaving only the Brony and Jimmithey as the last ones standing.
Even with the increased force of this strike, the original Brony stood still.
However, this time, with tears in his eyes and blood oozing from his nose.
"Wow… Jimmithey….. YOU FUCKING BASTARD!! FUCKER! YOU INSULT THE BRONIES!!! YOU INSULT THE PONIES!!! FUCK YOU!!! FUCKER FUCK!" The Brother Brony cried out, spreading a wave of his disgusting, fuming energy across the forest.
"FUCK!" Jimmithey roared, covering himself with his Schizo powers, creating a small, body-sized shield.
But the entire field and forest were melted by the energy, leaving an empty field.