The Samsara cycle is nothing short of endless nothingness, where the soul comes when it faces its end, and to begin anew.

A place where the king of curses now resides, walking alongside the only subordinate he truly had. The humiliation he had received by being beaten by young sorcerers was a roaring inferno screaming for retribution, yet, because of that same defeat, he was free of the curses the world placed upon him, free enough to take another path perhaps.

It was hard to admit that Yuji had really managed to convince him, and even harder to admit he had grown soft. But such difficulties begets no challenge when in the cycle, there is enough time to think about everything. Sukuna doesn't regret anything he has done, as he was the strongest - but perhaps, only a small fragment, a small child-like part of him wanted to have someone to call a friend. He had experienced love, but friendship was a foreign thing.

"You may die alone, but never live alone," Sukuna concluded. It was simple, something anyone can realize but few grasp the meaning.

Well, grasping the meaning of things is one of the few things he can do on the Samsara so he shall do just that.

Then something besides his thinking happened, for a moment he felt claustrophobic, and then...

"Hnngh." Twilight rubbed her head then stopped, "Eh?" A small, stubby, purple hoof. This hoof hit something on the top of the head, a horn. "Eh???" Then a small flash of realization came, with a major sigh of dissatisfaction. Twilight, four years old has awakened the memories of her past life far too clearly.

In fact, Sukuna briefly questioned if a horse had not somehow eaten his remaining finger but dismissed it, the last finger had no fragment of his soul. His, now hers, head hit the table with a disappointing thud. What was he-she even doing before this? Oh right. Studying magic..?

"Magic?" Not cursed energy but honest magic? Of course, she was reading a book about magic it's her favorite thing! "Magic." He wasn't supposed to actually maintain his memories after reincarnating- heck it had not even been a full year since his demise! "Let's do magic then." Okay, his- her. Her new name was Twilight Sparkle, daughter of Twilight Velvet and Night Light. Younger sister of Shining Armor. Oh, curse these names... Wait, western names? Her eyes fixed on the book and sure enough, it was... English. She was reading a book in English about magic. Actual magic not cursed energy. Magic was real and it was scientific... Suk- Twilight banged her head on the table again. This was worse than the time Yuji watched three hours straight of those 'game shows.' Well, at least she didn't eat her brother this time and he actually seems like a nice colt- colt. Colt. Horse. "I'm an equine..." There were no humans around to ride us and that is a plus. She lifted her head and flipped the cover of the book to see the title, "Creation Magic for Dummies." The king of curses, feared and glorified for thousands of years has been reduced to that. A dummy. A horse dummy. Where is Kenjaku when you need him?

Twilight briefly recalled what she had just read, "Sections 1-5 are about how to put the right amount of direction and potential to enchant..." He wasn't dreaming, right? You couldn't dream inside of the Samsara, right? "An item and," Twilight turned her head, and next to her there was a simple wood cube, but she could feel the magic in it. "And this... I'm going to bed."

"Sweetie! Come down, dinner's ready!" Oh, golly. I'm not going to bed. Twilight walked to the door of her room, which was decorated with a single bookshelf half filled, a bed with a blanket decorated with silly stars, and a mobile with a string attached to the ceiling of pegasi flying. A single window stood to the wall, which the bed was against. She unceremoniously ripped the door off its hinges with telekinesis.

"Oops." Then she trotted forward and stopped for a moment, took a step back, and stared at the door, "How..?" Twilight lifted her hoof to the tip of her horn, "Magic." Magic is real, curses are not. Magic has no cursed energy. "Makes sense."

"Are you okay up there?" Night Light spoke as his hooves stepped through the ladder, the moment he came up and saw the door he sighed, "Another one?"

Twilight blushed, "Y-yeah-" Then stopped, her hoof slowly traveled down from the tip of her horn to her cheeks then promptly smacked herself.

"Twi?!" Night Light, nonetheless protective checked her cheek and sighed in relief before turning a stern gaze toward his daughter "Don't do that, you could hurt yourself." That was the point, she could never feel ashamed over such a small inconvenience! And if she does, a punishment is necessary. "Come on, else the food is going to get cold!" And so Twilight did, carefully stepping through stairs and adjusting her quadrupled self to a more natural stance. Her previous way of trotting was lacking, and she did remember how war horses did back in his time and just... Imitated. It was humiliating to even think about it.

The way downstairs was filled with family photos, of Twilight as a baby, Shining Armor's first time at school, and his first scores on a test which were C, terribly for a brother of mine. The floor was a criss-crossed wood pattern, the walls painted in yellow and brown. Downstairs there was the front door and two other doorways that led to a living room and an office, Night Light turned around towards a hallway alongside the stairs and so did Twilight, both trotted until at the end revealed a doorway that led to the kitchen, a fridge filled with drawings of Shining Armor and some of Twilight's notes, on top of the fridge there was another stone she had enchanted to glow at night. At the opposite of the fridge stood a stove and a sink alongside with a multitude of cabinets, and a few more cabinets above the sink. In the middle of the room was the dining table, large rectangular. Shining Armor was already digging in his food while Mother waited for both of us. Which they immediately took a chair - Twilight without using magic to avoid breaking the chair.

What they were going to eat was... Lettuce, a few tomatoes and a cauliflower. Twilight's head fell at the table with the clinking of the utensils her plate had. "Twilight!"

Author's Note

Oh hey! I'm used with 1st person stories so, uh. If you find any I's, My's, or We's please do tell.