Tears roll down Twilight's face.
"I never really got to know you, and now you're dead." Twilight whispers these words through her tears.
"Oh, Twilight, in this kind of horrible world, death is just a formality. "
Twilight turns around to face the speaker, but finds no one.
"This is just the honest, unbiased truth. For you, anyway."
Twilight still can't tell who is speaking.
"You'll just continue trying to fix this fate forever, won't you?"
Twilight just glares at the empty space behind her.
"Even though you know that there's only one real solution."
Twilight lets these words resonate in her mind before finally fading out. She knows that there is truth behind these words. However, her mysterious voice was too late. She already had her own answer of sorts. All she had to do was die. Twilight knew that it would bring sadness to her remaining friends, but it would solve her problem.
"If I can't live with you in my life, I just won't live at all." Twilight speaks, even though no one is listening.
At the end, Twilight thinks she can hear someone faintly laughing at her.
In that second, Twilight knew she had made the wrong choice, but there was nothing that could be done.
Twilight slowly faded out of life and into death.