Magic always leaves traces. If the spell was used that much, the residue would light up brighter than a spotlight. And I can time travel, even without that crystal map at that crystal castle. So even if it is either destroyed, or useless, I can go see how it works.
"You know how to travel between the threads of time? It would appear there IS something worth visiting this place for...."
Travel between them, (chuckles) I can weave them. Maya, when I leave, I can do as I wish. I doubt even Silver will try to follow me for eternity. Though he is persistent, I don't think he would want to follow me around. If I decide to use that spell, I can and I will use it. I don't think I will need to use it though.
Wow. So you're saying, as long as I don't use it on your customers, I can go on a talent removal spree?
"Well, dude." She parted the fur around her throat, revealing an old, deep, permanent scar. "Neither do I."
(Chuckles) My goodness, you do seem to have your share of wounds. Would you like to see some of mine? They aren't on my body, but I can show you.
Cricket laughed. "You don't know Sil the way I do. If he thinks you're gonna try to hurt the princesses, there is very literally no force in the world that can protect you."
"I've seen Silver Crescent's file," Cricket said seriously, "so believe me when I say that he is the last pony in the world that you'd ever want to mess with. Don't look for weaknesses. Don't try to challenge him. If you fight that pony, you will die. Simple as that."
Cricket, you've seen but a fraction of what I can do. I come from beyond this world. And if you leave this world, and are hungry I can guide you to a quaint little place overflowing with emotion, nice place. Anyways, I have powers at my disposal that could quite possibly, without the princesses, and I mean all of them, wipe this civilization from the face of the planet, and will I use them? No. And I cannot be "killed" by your definition, not by a long shot. At best, he would 'kill' my physical form.
Cricket shook her head. She had seen Silver's file with her own eyes. She knew what he could do, given the chance. Still, if they really believed that they could beat him... it was their funeral. "A new song? Well, let's hear it!"
She cleared her throat and started strumming her guitar. After a moment, she sang, "That's the life of a Mary Sue... Nopony likes your stories but you.~"
Well seeing as this power, is a Molecular Disruption Cannon, I don't see how that makes me a "perfect" being.
