A sequel to The Secret Life Of Rarity

Rarity, the Ponyville Butcher, has been executed for her many murders. Now she finds herself in Tartarus, where she must pay for her sins before before being granted into Paradise. In order to be redeemed, Rarity must confront the grave evil of her actions, as well as the consequences upon which her friends, family and so many others must suffer because of them.

Based within the Killer-Rarityverse by BronyWriter, who I greatly thank for helping me with editing.

*Please note that this is loosely based off my own religious beliefs concerning hell and salvation, believing in Universal Reconciliation.

The greatest displays of strength are not always the most overt. Fluttershy is not whom one would consider to be a strong pony. But when Rarity digs a little deeper, she discovers in her friend a strength that carries the weight of hundreds.

Inspired by Estee's Five Hundred Little Murders.

My name is Canvas. I remember because I wrote it in the corner of the white box. It takes twelve steps to get from the cot to the wall. And the lights hurt my eyes.

(Note: The story isn't in color because I decided to try this without the gimmick! But I still recommend reading the GDocs version.)

I thought it was just a particularly hot summer. When my friends and the rest of the town started acting weird, I thought it was just the heat. After all, we've had heatwaves before, and those always drive ponies a little crazy. That's what I told myself, anyway.

And then I did some digging and realized I was right... and also very, very wrong.

When Twilight Sparkle's life grew more full of accolades, it grew more full of demands. First, she became Twilight Sparkle, the element of Magic; then she became Twilight Sparkle, the Princess of Friendship. Then the savior of two universes, then the rejuvenator of the Tree of Harmony, then owner of the Castle of Friendship. The Redeemer of Starlight Glimmer, the aunt of the world's most powerful alicorn, the headmistress of the School of Friendship. So it went.

And at the end of it all, she realized that Twilight Sparkle didn't really exist anymore - all that was left of her was a series of titles, awards and obligations, and the pony that held it all together was little more than a puppet to the demands of the world around her.

And when she understood that Twilight Sparkle was as good as gone, a second option opened itself up to her: if she could unfetter herself from the glory she had worked all her life to obtain, would Twilight Sparkle exist again - not as a name attached to a role, but a pony with her own hopes, dreams and desires?

And if she did, what would come next?

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A brief story about time, reality, pseudophilosophy, self-actualization and surprisingly tasty desserts.

Cover art by KzKsM.

Part of the Re- 'Verse.

Thanks to Wanderer D, Flashgen and Door Belle for their help proofreading, editing and offering advice.

And, more than anything else, my immense thanks to GaPJaxie for inspiring, reviewing and talking to me about this story. Without him, it literally would not exist.

Canterlot; 05/11/994
A unicorn is dead.

Files, transcripts, fragments, articles, pictures and letters concerning Twilight Sparkle's disappearance and subsequent death, the events immediately related to it, and the lives and actions of the ponies whom the event drastically affected.

An entry into The Twilight Files Contest.

Prereading and cover art assistance courtesy of Reviewfilly.

This story is a sequel to Blinking

Teleportation. It is the best possible way to travel... As long as you don't think about it too much.

Twilight had saved herself from the teleportation curse, she would make certain that she was the final victim.

Fan sequel to Blinking by Lumberjack. Which was a fan sequel to Ocalhoun's Blink. Permission was given for me to write this. Hope everyone enjoys.

Edited by Weakest Link

It was vexing. Discord could do anything he wanted with his absolute limitless power, literally anything. How he could achieve all that with a snap of his talons had been beyond Twilight's vast comprehension.

That is, until he explained the secret, the infinite source of his abilities. It had been the single most greatest mistake of her life, to cast open Pandora's Box and see what sights were held within, never to be buried again in blissful ignorance. This was what she had chosen for herself.

Rot.

A spin-off to the the story Rot by Mister E. I suggest reading his story for context.
I appreciate the story being shared around, commented on, liked, enjoyed, all that jazz.

It's the day after Starlight Glimmer's reformation and she hasn't come out of her room this morning. This has Twilight worried. Is her student just sleeping in after a day of excitement, or is it something more serious?