Twilight's Soul Floats Ever Deeper Into Space

‘I have been trapped in that space for too long, and now I can breathe the air again. Joy can not cut through my feelings of elation, as my once-shackled body has been freed and I can cast magic once more. I have nothing but my patience, my will, and my protector to thank for that.

Oh, Celestia, your “wisdom” has failed you, and I am quite proud to be the one who has proved you to be nothing more than a sham. A sham that is loosely tied together by a colossally thin string of silk, and has no notion of acknowledging it whatsoever. Your egoism of the hierarchy through one's birth to a celestial star has been nothing more than subjugation to the populace. You have created a curse for your own blood, and I have seen it. You wished it banished to a barren white plane of space, yet, she be of your kin. I saw her, and I spoke to her while in my banishment…

She was a sister who loved and cherished her older sibling. She only wanted to live ever more in the sun’s embrace, and yet, the sun abandoned her in the sister's time of need. What was the thing the sun neglected its kin for? The sun vied only for power, for dominion over her kingdom. The sun did not welcome its kin in kind association for the land's betterment. No! The sun only saw its flesh and blood as a stepping stone, a stepping stone that it could discard as it mutilated its kin's body.

As you have seen, I have done the same as the sun. I have used five stepping stones you held close to your heart, Princess… That word does not fit a being like yourself, you feral boil as you seep poison from it bursting. No, You are no longer a being I would call royalty. For I have bested you and only I can claim that title from now on.

I do not wish to see your putrid soul ever again.

Spitting on the feral ground you lay in,
Princess Twilight Sparkle.

PS: Your sister, Princess Luna died in her banishment from the burning ice she inhaled, suffocating her. I hope you rot.