I am described as a goddess, a being of pure good that would be able to banish all darkness. I do not voice my opinion, but I truly hate what they call me. They call me a goddess, a beacon of light, the guiding mother of Equestria. Not one of these names I deserve, no matter what books say. Because they all lied. And I'm the one who told them too. Because in one thousand years, I have caused more pain then what others want to believe…

Taking place after the banishment of Nightmare Moon, Celestia faces the trials of guilt, being a single ruler, and countless countries wanting her land. And each moment of these one thousand years, she questions why she is even allowed to live with the suffering she causes.