The Soul's Hunger

Epilogue, Welcome to Eternity

Twilight was sitting in the broken ruins of the former Engine Block, it's massive iron throne surrounded by broken parts of machinery and rubble.

She was sitting there, waiting.

After her return to Deadside she had quickly found Jaunty, the gatekeeper, and asked for Michael. Jaunty told her that Michael would appear one time or another, he always did. She told him that he should look for her, that she would be waiting for him.

But still, Twilight was sitting in the broken down engine block, waiting for him. Waiting for the Shadow Man.

Lost in a world without time she found herself strolling through the darkness that is Deadside, searching for anything that would be able to finally release her, to end the torment her life had turned into.

But none of the creatures had the necessary powers to end her existence. She had died, hundreds, maybe thousands of times.

She found old withered books written by a man named John Pierce or how he called himself, Jack the Ripper. She had read up on his creations, the Engine Block, the Cathedral of Pain, the Asylum at all. The Prism Gates, the Schism Gates and the meaning of the retractors that were necessary to open the pathways to 'The Five'.

She read up on the True Forms, Legion's immortal army, the giant creatures she had seen before her confrontation with Legion and Rainbow.

She had waited for so long.

At one point she even returned to Equestria. But nopony was around to tell her how much time had passed, all she found was a barren wasteland where Ponyvile used to be.

She searched for the Princesses but only found old, broken murals, honoring the sisters.

After her return back to the Deadside she had broken the necklace, cutting her only connection back to Equestria.

And now she was sitting in Deadside, waiting for someone to come.

Someone or something.

She was waiting.

She. Was. Waiting.