• Published 9th Jan 2024
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The Aftermath Of Those Who Have Fallen - Supernova08



Left ruler to a kingdom once in ruins, Queen Twilight of Equestria finds that perhaps being immortal isn’t so great as said to be

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Chapter 1

Twilight stared at her reflection. Enveloped by nothing but cool white moonlight, she almost didn’t recognize herself. After all these years, the wear and tear of rebuilding Equestria after the fall of the two sisters had taken its toll on her. Bags hung beneath her eyes, yet, almost unimaginable, Twilight still looked the same as she had been when she had been part of the elements of harmony. Turning herself slightly, she caught a glimpse of the pair of lavender wings attached to her back. In a cruel twist of fate, Twilight had suddenly ascended shortly after Celestia’s death, becoming an alicorn, similar to those three Princesses who would forever be stuck in her mind for eternity. Abruptly being made immortal without warning, she was left with the task of putting back together a kingdom in ruins.

However, that was years ago. Many years ago. Three hundred years to be specific. Long enough for a new generation to be born; innocent and untouched by the catastrophic event that had occurred three centuries before. Perhaps her newfound divinity masked the tired disposition of Queen Twilight, but inside, Her Majesty ached to be released from her alicorn chains. What more was there for her now? She had achieved her goal. Not only had she restored Equestria, but she had helped it improve and modernize so much more than it had been during the reign of Princess Celestia and Luna. She had created more spells than even Starswirl himself, and increased Equestria’s magical knowledge ten-fold.

Yet... Her friends were gone still, her parents, her brother, Cadence, her mentor… what more was there left for her in this world?

Twilight put her hoof to the mirror, a forlorn look in her eyes. The golden crown that stood upon her head suddenly felt as heavy as it had been when it was first placed upon her at her coronation. What Twilight needed was a way to become mortal again. One might think that she could simply take a way out the way Princess Luna did. Believe her when she says she did try. Every single method underneath the sun did she try. Poison? Not even a small effect. Drowning? Well, it appears she can breathe underwater. Stabbing or harming herself with a dagger? Her alicorn skin always closed up quickly no matter the wound, and her blood was endless. Twilight let out an apathetic chuckle. Ah, the irony, for a filly who had wanted nothing more than to become a princess like that of her mentor, it seemed awfully like a living nightmare. What a cure to have a divinity stronger than even that of the former Princesses of the Moon and Sun. While they certainly lacked invincibility, Twilight’s was unmatched. It was something that present-day equestrians took with pride. But for Twilight, she just wanted an end.

Stepping away from the mirror, Twilight sighed and moved towards her elaborate bed. Taking off her regalia she lay in bed awake for a few minutes. Reminiscing about the carefree days she lived in Ponyville along with her friends. She eventually began to giggle, reminded of the times Pinkie Pie told a joke or when Applejack and Rainbow Dash got into a fight when their competitive natures clashed. Though as it did every night, her laughter soon transformed into quiet sobs and like the night before, and the night before that, Twilight cried herself to sleep

Author's Note:

2024 already? Feels like 2023 was just a couple days ago…

I totally did not write this all in one sitting am I right?:trollestia: