Twilight woke early. After one hundred-billion years, the day had finally arrived. She was getting married! Oh, it had been hard having nopony else around. The royal sisters ascended to higher planes aeons ago, Cadance exploded in a fit of passion soon after, and the other alicorns were simply dead. Now it was just her and her groom, Nothingness. He looked so alluring in his black tux. Without further ado, Twilight (an ordained minister) did all the fancy rites, then announced to her groom, ''You may now kiss me!''
At long last, she embraced the nothingness, and they became one.