A lavender unicorn syndrome wakes up, because that's what the description is: Lavender unicorn syndrome. It's one of many writing terms she learned via research, just as a part of her efforts to stand a chance against the writing shenanigans. She's one of the androids created by The Princess, an android YoHRa deems all too exactly like a YoHRa android except she's a pony. At least, she thinks so. She feels like some giant bomb had hit her, so of course waking up is not at all pleasant for her this time.

"Hey Twilight." a voice called her. To her, 1T, it's a sign that she's in The Princess's room. The user of a voice, Spike, look to where he expected Twilight to be, but there's nobody there. Instead, he found her just outside the entrance door. "There you are Twilight!" said Spike. 1T speaks to Spike, "Is this really the moon ponykind colonized in the second thousand years? Is this really a room of The Princess?". "Um, this is your room Twilight. The Princess reserved it for you for years now." Spike tells 1T. 1T is addressed as one of many names of The Princess. This is not the room The Princess reserved for 1T. It's been years. "How many years?" 1T asked Spike. "Uh, not long after I was born. Did you hit your head on something?" Spike told 1T. "Excuse my manners. We never met before. What's your name?" 1T asked Spike. "Spike. You gave me the name at birth. Are you okay Twilight?" Spike speaks to 1T. "I'm 1T. Twilight and Spike was born a thousand years ago. He's a fully grown dragon while she's a fully grown alicorn. They, Celestia, Luna, and Cadence are The Princess but not all of The Princess. They made androids with designation number caps-letter. Where's 1S? And I have to ask you again: How many years? It's better to make sure time isn't crazy again." 1T speaks to Spike. 1S looks like a baby dragon called Spike by the way. Sounds like him too. In fact, the only differences between Spike and 1S is their paths and the fact 1S is a YoHRa type android. The same goes for the mane six and their YoHRa counterparts: 1T, 1D, 1A, 1K, 1R, 1P and the higher number same caps-letter models. There's multiple Equestrias of numbers of these things made for the sole purpose of bringing back Equestria. All by destroying the machines in Equestria. However, that war has been going on for a thousand years, regardless of the actual number of years in that thousand years, and she found that's the least of what's going on. A lot has been going on behind the scenes, some of which involve time, writing, apocalyptic powers of doom, craziness, and total stupidity. This is how the fate of Equestria kept being on the verge of complete and total annihilation. The fate of Equestria depends on her, of all the existence it could choose to depend on, when it may as well depend on all the existence combined. "Princess Celestia is getting ready for the Summer Sun Celebration, and it's the day after tomorrow..." Spike tells 1T, before 1T cut him off by yelling, "TWO THOUSAND YEARS?!! I'VE BEEN UNCONSCIOUS FOR THAT LONG?!! BLASTED EQUESTRIA DESTROYING EXPLOSION!!". 1S no more's outburst made her blood seep out, showing she's not 1S anymore, but she has yet to notice. She sees a lavender colored flesh where her arm-leg scraped the door frame in her over-stressed outburst. At least, she thinks so. None of her HUD appeared ever since she woke up here. There's not a chip anywhere, not even her OS. Her only conclusion is the explosion of doom succeeded, and it was sheer luck that anything exists at all. She lifts the blood stained lavender flesh called her skin and shows it to Spike as she asks him, "Is this why you kept addressing me as The Princess?". "Twilight?" asked Spike. "That's a name of The Princess. The Princess has many names, each one associated with its respective alicorn princess, so that The Princess can possibly preform all her duties. This was classified to prevent someone having the bright idea to end The Princess by destroying all of existence, but classified information was not necessary to not only have the idea of doom, but also succeed in making it a successful reality. It's the reason I'm telling you this. Now everything's changed, again. I have to relearn all of the existence of reality, again. How many times have I done this? I've lost count! And this time, existence is lucky to not only exist but also offer a reality to learn in the first place, because its head got hit by that explosion. That means not even headless things are spared. Of course it hit everyone's head! The explosion is that big, that dangerous, and that destructive. GuEsS TwIlIgHt'S FaTe iS YeT aNOtHeR fAtE I MuSt BeAr!" Twilight told Spike "You really should take a break and go outside Twilight." said Spike. It makes her long gasp as her pupils grow until her iris is thin. Then, the spark appears in her eyes. Spike took a few steps towards her with a worried expression. "T-Twilight? Please, d-don't scare me like this. Why are you saying all this stuff? I don't..." Before Spike could finish, "A break! That's what everyone been fighting for! For thousands of years! OF COURSE!!" said Twilight, before she jumped and ran to the streets of Canterlot with her maniacal laughter and her crumpled body.

Seconds felt like hours.

Hours felt like days.

Days felt like years.

Years felt like millennia.

Millennia felt like thousands of years.

Thousands of years felt like eternities.

And then, seconds felt like eternities.

Then not even his feelings has a guess of time.

Spike jumped the basic step of having a clue and went straight to trying to absorb and comprehend what just happened.

He tried so hard and got so far, but in the end, it doesn't even matter.

After what felt like the existence of time itself has passed, he walks over to Twilight's great fresh stack of the blankest parchment paper, taking the inked quill in claw.

Celestia need to know that Twilight had lost it.

The letter is sent.

It is now safe to turn off the lavender unicorn syndrome computer.

Spike turns it off and walks with his present for Moon Dancer to the place where he takes a break of his own: Moon Dancer's party.

Author's Note

Welcome to victory lane. You made it!

PS: The death tag is implied before the story begins.