>In my head, I wore the regalia again and my mane floated in the air more violently than ever. The reflect of that orange color came from my helmet and my body whose rays were hot and powerful.

>Now that I look at myself, I realize that I am perfectly conscious of my identity; I cannot blame the dark magic anymore. I knew that from Luna. I tried to convince her with that myth but she pursued herself in order to become a better pony with her Nightmare Moon powers in her body. She could have released them at any time but she took it and accepted her. She beat me in this aspect.

“What can I do? What can I do?! I am here alone with this intimidating body and I cannot look like this in front of the rest. I have never been a princess like this….” I cried in order to avoid these words, with no illusions around.

>I took a break and a neuron set up my mind with a different mood. I stopped crying and…

“Or have I?” I asked with an evil grin.

“If I am lost with this state, the world will burn with me then. If it has to get burned, I won´t always save it….because I never was the God everyone claimed. I was just a product along with my sister” I affirmed.

“I will check the rest if it matters to me. For now, I am the only one who I care the most. I am ending this!” I concluded.

>I went to bed and I gradually lost that orange tone while I was trying to look for some sleep. As I always pretended with Daybreaker, let´s pretend that nothing of this has happened. I had put an evil grin on my face before the dreams started. Was any part of me enjoying this moment?

>I woke up even more tired than usual and there was no sign of my modified body. Again, I haven´t resolved at all the railways problem.