The planet is on borrowed time. A gamma ray burst, a dramatic event that ranks as the most powerful explosion in the known universe, has set its sights upon Equis. A mad scramble for salvation ensued. The Equestrian space program kicked into overdrive with a single purpose.

To save ponykind from complete extinction.

The rescue craft, dubbed Friendship One, prepares for departure. With them, the crew carry the hopes and dreams of an entire species. Those who remain behind can only watch and pray for their success as the world they knew turns to ash.

Thousands of years after the Golden Age of Harmony, Equestria has lost its way. Greed and power rule the day, and friendship is a luxury.

According to legend, in Equestria's darkest hour, the Protectors of Equestria will return to lead the way back to harmony.

Sometimes, though, legends need a little push.

Winner of the 2022 Sci Fi Contest SciTwi Committee Award for What Could Go Wrong If I Push This

"Harmony doomed us. I killed Cozy Glow (although she was always a robot). If anycreature remains, heed this warning." - Former Princess Twilight Sparkle.

Discover the genesis of Pony Generation 5 technology and the fall of civilization!

Crossover: Terminator. (Yes). (Cozy does not lead an army of killbots.)

An entry in the Sci-Fi contest (Won the Committee prize for "The Cozy Glow Committee Award for Best AI Apocalypse:". Proceeds donated by the contest-runner.)

Image: Modified version of this source and this source, with addition of text and binary golly, oh no.

Based off of the April Fool's prank that many people, including me, wanted to see become real.

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Equestria is generations gone and dead, but her ponies and other races live on with an epic quest across the stars to find a new home. But all is not sunny across the stars...

Written for the Science Fiction Contest

Princess Twilight, ruler of Equestria. Yet she feels unsure how to rule her new kingdom. She has her friends, she has Celestia, Luna and Cadence, even Discord to give her advice, but it still doesn't seem to be enough. Until one day not long after her coronation, she received a letter from the unknown with an offer to meet others who might give her the confidence she needed. From who else but her selves?

This tale is a mix of homages to some of my favourite MLP Fanfiction and other ideas of my own which I'm not quite sure if I could write a full dedicated story about. There will be (possible) spoilers for both the other fics and possibly some of my own if I proceed to follow up with them.

Reader's Discretion, this Fic contains spoilers to several other Fics listed:
Change Series by tom117z
NegotiationsVerse by Rated Ponystar
Past Sins by Pen Stroke

Other stories referenced:
Bride of Discord trilogy by DisneyFanatic23
The Color Goddess by MuseScript
Princess Celestia: The Changeling Queen by vren55
A Tale of Blue and Red by Stratocaster
Steel Soul by Masterweaver

Three years ago, Twilight lost Rarity to the cruelty of fate. Since then she had devoted her life to bring her beloved back from death. Using the cloning method, she has successfully recreated her lover from scratch. But there is one problem, this clone Rarity can only live for 30 hours. And Twilight will never be able to recreate her lover ever again.

30 hours, is the amount of time Twilight has left to spend with Rarity one last time, before seeing her lover fall into the hand of the grim reaper once more.

Written and Illustrated by MrTSG.

When the princesses receive word of a mysterious illness breaking out at an archaeological survey site in the Badlands, they send Twilight, Spike, and Starlight to investigate. They find a bizarre sequence of markers, signs, and hints left long before pony civilisation as they know it, leading the way to place long forgotten by history. Together, the ponies must uncover their meaning, before an ancient evil from a past not even remembered by ponies leaves its mark on the future.

Thanks to Alden MacManx for proof reading.

Featured 31/10 - 05/11/21

Equestria died long ago, but Princess Twilight wouldn't give up. She made her own star, and built a small planet alongside it.

For a time, these new worlds knew harmony, and learned to prosper in a dance of friendship and magic. But even these worlds would eventually die, and the ones that replaced them.

Finally, the universe itself began to die, as all remaining matter evaporated into radiation or was sucked into infinitely dense singularities.

That didn't stop Princess Twilight Sparkle.

A thousand years ago, our Goddess fought Nightmare Moon. When the Elements were activated, they banished all of Equestria underground, where we would be safe. I am a Prophet, All-Seer of the Church of Daylight. And our Goddess has granted me a vision that our efforts to reach the surface will finally bear fruit.

I can only hope Equestria's still up there.

This story is the sister story to Lover of the Moon, but both can be read independently of the other.

Coverart drawn by the incredibly talented Shaslan!

Thank you to my brilliant prereaders and editors: Zontan, Holtinater, Haphazred, AFanaticRabbit, Draconequues, Dioxin, Lofty Withers, Cynewulf, Red Parade, Vis A Viscera, Bill Cipher, Ruby, Flashgen, Moonshot, Luna, and to everyone that's supported me throughout the 3+ years of working on this fic and its sister fic.

And a special thank you to Axolu. You've encouraged me from the very beginning, and I couldn't have done this without you.

Sweetie Belle knows there's something wrong with Ponyville. There should probably be plants growing, and less dirt in the air. Maybe the sun should set every now and then.

For her, no incongruity is quite as important as her simple mission. She must reach the center of the maze before her body runs down. It's a good thing she has such good friends along to help her.

The end of magic in Equestria doesn't have to be the end of ponies, not if Sweetie doesn't let it.

This story was written for the Iron Writer competition at Everfree Northwest, where it won an honorable mention. This contest required an idea conform to certain prompts, and be written entirely in the span of two hours.

Cover by Zutcha