Discord stumbled forward as he saw the town sprawling in front of him as he staggered out of the chronoportal behind him before it closed as quickly as it appeared. His clothes were torn up and disheveled as he collapsed to his knees from exhaustion, with his one good arm he felt the ground to make sure it real as he smiled; though it was one filled with pain and sorrow.
"I...I actually made it back... L..lets hope I'm not. Too. Late..."
With that last word he collapsed to the ground, unconscious in the middle of Ponyville. Little did he know he was sent back far too much, with the Main 6 having just defeated the past version of him barely a week ago, so their trust for him may leave much to desire but who knows where he may find a friend to listen to him.