A Failure of a Story that I'm not deleting merely for future motivation.

The last 10 years had been a rough ride for Twilight.

After a large scale fallout with her former friends from Ponyville, Twilight had stormed home. It was only an hour or two later when Twilight set her hooves on the book she had been fervently scouring for: "Complex Teleportation Spells".

With a decent knowledge of magic, a heavy dosage of intellect and a subtle dab of naivety, Twilight set to work on a spell to cast her half way across Equestria, away from her alleged "Friends". These friends were no more to Twilight, all she wished was to be as far away from them as possible.

A few busy and tiresome hours later, Twilight straightened herself up. She had collected all necessary items that she wished to take with her on her teleporting trip and had fully memorised the required spell and its components.

All that Twilight pleaded for now was for her spell to go flawlessly. Practice runs had been faultless; causing Twilight great confidence in herself. However, Twilight was aware that complacency was a bad thing, so she refrained from becoming too complacent. With a meaningful but mute farewell to Ponyville, Twilight transported herself and her possessions away.

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All had gone perfectly. Twilight's final destination had been the same as planned, Las Pegasus. Here, Twilight could work on the reconstruction of friendship and begin fitting in. Another fairly large task was to rebuild her life once again, which Twilight passed with flying colours.

With a new group of local friends achieved and a new life in a new library set out for her, Twilight believed that life was genuinely complete. Working in a library was something Twilight had expertise in; it was also something she flaunted. Consequently, the only adequate job would have been a librarian.

Enjoying life and having forgotten about all of Ponyville: Twilight's letter from Celestia had converted everything. Sorrow and guilt rose within Twilight; she had deserted her friends. The only withstanding problem was that Twilight was incredibly happy already - she didn't need her old friends and she never would. Scrunching the paper between her hooves carelessly, Twilight ignored the letter, letting it fester at the very back of her mind. With a single toss into a bin, all of Twilight's previous memories were eradicated.

One thing remained though: uncertainty. Twilight thought she was happy, but was she honestly content? The answer used to be incredibly linear, but now the question raised caused debate within her mind.

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Twilight came to the conclusion that something should be done about Equestria's safety, despite the hostility she felt towards her old friends.