5th Era of Equestria, 977 Year of Celestia, 20th of Lunius, dies Lovis

ThE SumMer SOlstIce, wHAt beAutiful bUCking irony.

damnit, Damnit, DAMniT!

wHY! WHy wAS I cURseD LIke ThIS! I CAn'T go bacK, I caN't LEvItaTe anYThiNG, I CaN'T EVen feEL mY MagIC. ALL F IT, GonE! I DON't haVE My hOrN, I cAn'T CasT SpeLlS, I'M noT EVen iN My oWn boDY!!

CeLEStIA, PLeAsE!! PLeASE!! I'M SOrrY! plEaSE! I'M SOrry fOr ALL I saID ABouT yoU! PLeaSE, JuST BriNg ME HoME!! PLEasE!! CELEStIaA!! pleASE TAlK TO mE!! PLeASE!!!

please...celestia...respond...anything...just talk to me...

*The entry ends there, with the writer's pen flowing off the notebook. The entry is in barely legible script, with an inconsistent amount of pressure in the writing, and poor penmanship, indicating the writer is not versed in proper writing. Copious amounts of tears stain the page, with a large dried maroon blotch on the top left, indicating external bleeding.*

5th Era of Equestria, 977 Year of Celestia, 21st of Lunius, dies Veneris

Deep breaths, Sunset, Deep breaths, just like your therapist taught you.

And in...

And out...

And in...

And out...

Let's think about this rationally.

Alright, introductions, seeing as how my journal has been wiped clean without magic to tether it to Equestria.

If you are reading this, then my name is Sunset Shimmer, personal student of Princess Celestia; I am probably dead.

About 3 months ago, Princess Celestia tasked me with a job that would "save all of ponykind." Her words, not mine. Apparently, our sun is dying, nearing the end of its lifespan. Understandable, considering that it is about 21x larger than the sun of this world. If we didn't leave it, it was slated to go supernova and explode within 80 years.

Yeah, no one wants to be around for that.

Princess Celestia had already been researching the matter for about 50 years. She and her inner circle of mages have apparently come no closer to finding a solution to this matter than they were when they started researching. With no way to save the sun, Celestia confided in me their last solution.

Move Equestria all together.

Apparently, the foalbook Element's of Harmony actually exist, used by Celestia long ago. While she doesn't know where they are right now, she told me that they were going to reveal themselves to another pony when the prophecy kicks in, in about 23 years. Well, 22 years and 364 days, if the calendar spell I placed on this journal still works. Until then, we had to prepare.

I initially believed I was supposed to be the prophecized pony. I mean, who else but the student of the Princess herself to fulfill a prophecy of this magnitude? That plan was nipped in the bud soon after I voiced it to the Princess. I had wallowed in misery for about an hour, wailing like a new foal, before she showed me what I was supposed to do to help this plan.

Turns out, she and her inner mages wasn't the only one that had studied about this 'Project Renewal' as she called it. She had a task force of over 100 ponies whisked away in an underground laboratory beneath Canterlot Castle, working around the clock on the actual moving portion of the plan. While we knew that the Elements would be able to power full teleportation of Equestria, we still needed a location to move it to. That's where I came in.

I was tasked with overseeing the entire exploration of other dimensions, to try and find one habitable for use to move Equestria to. It wasn't easy, let me tell you that much. The process of finding a world was simple. We had a machine with a piece of Celestia's powers herself. We powered it and basically told it to explore the multiverse in a random direction. Every time we powered it on and found traits we liked for our ideal world, we would go ahead and determine what inputs we put in to give us that trait. It was essentially glorified lockpicking. Consistently finding the small sweet spot, and slowly moved around that sweet spot until we found the perfect angle.

It was absolute brutality. With the infinite beyond for us to explore, we would lose 20 soldiers to exploration for every 1 that came back with a decent trait. We ran through 97 soldiers trying to find the input for JUST LAND. We had thought we would never find a world for us to move to.

Then, about 6 months ago, we found the humanity input.

Turns out, humanity proved to be an extreme boon to us. They breathed the same air as us, ate the same food as us, and their worlds were often much larger then ours, since they were larger than us by like 2.3x. The problem came with their violence. Oftentimes, they were so much farther in technology than we were, and so much more unified than we were. One world we found had them just coming out of a 30-year war with an alien alliance spanning the entire known galaxy. Each world that they had, they were so much farther than we were that we feared they would take us out the moment we made first contact.

Then, we found this one. This one, that I am in now. It was a world that had the humans to prove it was habitable, but they were still grounded on their homeworld, thus having us on the same level as them. We realized that the amount of time that it took to isolate the Human input from their homeworld input would take several decades, due to the fact that every time you isolate farther and farther, there are more variables that you would spend time on isolating and extracting from your input.

So, I took the gamble. We had studied the humans in this world for a while now and found a continent that was largely unpopulated by them. I was geared and sent in to test the world, and possibly set up the first base. I was preparing myself for anything from destructive fauna to toxic air when they sent me in.

It was perfect.

The spot I landed in was clean, pure. There was no sign of humanity or and deceit anywhere for thousands of kilometers. I could dry the grass, and I can taste the same hay as I would back home. I drank the water, and it was as clean as tap water back home. I could breathe the air, and I didn't even need a filter like I would in the factory district of Canterlot. I wrote back for them to start sending more ponies to join me and set up an observation post.

That would be the last contact I would have with them.

Exactly as I wrote for them to send ponies the next day, I found my hideout was being cased, by humans. Turns out, the reason why there was no pollution in this part of the world was that the humans that lived here didn't technologically evolve alongside the rest of them. They still carried spears and hunting bows.

It was one of those hunting bows that sealed my fate.

When they heard me in the tall grass, I began to book it the other way. It took time to prepare teleportation between dimensions, time I did not have. I ran, hoping they would eventually stop chasing me and leave me with enough time to call a squad of Royal Guards.

However, as I ran away from them, one of the tribalists got a lucky shot off, running an arrow through my leg joint. Luckily, or unluckily, I had rolled down a fairly steep hill, and they opted for the long way around. With little time before they came, I powered a teleportation spell to my secondary base I set up a while ago. I made it, but not in one piece...

I don't know the details, but it seems that back in Equestria, they may have been trying to teleport me back themselves, and teleported me at the same time I teleported myself. With this, I can only theorize that I essentially split in two, one part of me going back to Equestria, and one part of me that went to the secondary base.

Guess which one went to Equestria?

It seems that my magic and the magic of the journal I had on me had gone through the portal to Equestria, leaving me here. Without my magic, the ponies back in Equestria don't have the power to lock on me and bring me home. In fact, without my magic to open a connection, they can't even find me even if they still had the connection to check this dimension out.

To throw salt on the wound...without my pony magic to tether me to Equestria, it seems that I transformed into a human myself. It seems that without a connection to my homeworld, my body just reverted to the dominant species that live in this world.

To put it mildly, I'm bucked. I'm stuck in an unknown world, in an unknown body, in the land that I recently learned has hunters that can kill me!

...dear Celestia please let me go home...

*The entry ends there. It seems that while the author had improved their pressure when writing, indicating that they learned how to hold items properly, their legibility is as passable as a 5-year olds'. There is a bloodstain in the same spot as last time, meaning the blood has bled through as least 20 separate pages in this journal. There are still large quantities of tears on the journal pages.*

Sunset closed her journal and heaved a sigh. With no way of contacting Equestria, she was left to fend for herself in this new world. She could only hope Celestia sends reinforcements soon.

As she got up to change out the bandage on her shoulderblade, she looked up to see a Colt M1911A1 pointed at her forehead. She froze, realizing that she was caught.

"Oi, who the fuck are you?"

Author's Note

Wow, this feels like it was a bit rushed. Then again, this was written in an hour during my lunch break. I may come back and re-write this in the future.

Now, a bit of note about the differences in my world vs the NegotiationVerse world.

1) Yes, they use Latin in Equestria, shaddup

2) I had high doubts Celestia would send a teenager to fight her sister, but at the same time I have high doubts Twilight was 30 when she fought Luna, so I made her about 20-ish.

3) If you search up Equestria on the MLP wiki, there are 5 events that separate the 'Eras' I wrote. Era 1 was Grogar declaring himself emperor, Era 2 was the unification of Equestria, Era 3 was Discord's reign of chaos, and Era 4 was the time where Luna and Celestia ruled before Luna transformed into Nightmare Moon (That would be Era 5) Era 6 would be when Twilight releases Luna from Nightmare Moon and becomes the Element bearer.

4) Yes, you read that gun correctly. I thought about it and eventually decided to throw Sunset into WW2 directly. I thought about WW1, but I can't remember any major conflicts in Africa for WW1, while we have the entire British campaign in WW2 that I can throw Sunset into.