A girl with green hair was running through the forest. Tears staining her eyes.
She just ruined everything. Her red eyes were focused on the wand in her hand.
The Wand was her families. It was her birth property yet it ruined everything over and over.
No, she ruined everything over and over.
This was her fault. Her fault and only her fault.
She was a failure. A fool.
She stopped running.
Tears still staining her face she moved her arm back and threw the wand into the forest.
There it landed in the dirt slowly sinking into the soil.
She then fell down on her knees staining her two-toned dress in the mud.
She wiped the tears from her face with her hands. The Princess was wailing loudly.
"Glossy I'm sorry this is all my fault".
Her cheek marks lit up and so did her wand.
Two 'j' like markings were now lighting up the small forestry area she was in.
"Galaxia...Galaxia look what you did". One voice said.
The next wasn't much kinder either "Murderer! You murdered them!".
She looked down to the ground covering her ears.
"I didn't mean to that spell shouldn't have done that, "she stuttered.
Just mere days before ending up here she did something unforgivable.
" You destroyed the castle. You destroyed the book" the voices spoke.
Baby warned them you be too powerful. That you had no control over these powers.
"You destroyed your kingdom. What would your mother have said".
Just because one spell backfired you lost everything.
"You killed them. Killed them all" they were taunting her.
She killed them. Yes, that spell killed them.
The Magic High Commission. Glossy and everyone in Mewni.
All she ever wanted was everyone to be happy.
Galaxia wanted everyone to stop fighting and laugh.
She didn't understand what went wrong at first.
Why wasn't anything working?
Why were everyone still angry and sad.
"But... I tried to fix it ... I want to fix this".
It's not the magics fault it's yours. You can't control it.
You can't control your own strength.
You can't fix this. There is no way to fix this.
You are a failure Galaxia and now a whole other universe has to suffer because of you.
Because now you are here.
She struggled to get back up as she wrapped her arms around herself.
Leaving the wand behind she stumbled through the forest.
"Not even you can bring back the dead" one said as she kept walking.
Ever since she was small she saw them the shadows filling her with self-doubt, taunting her and attacked her.
Normally she could ignore them but this time they were right.
But she couldn't give up. She can't listen to them.
These shadow people were not just in her mind through.
She had the scratches and wounds to prove that.
They would always conveniently disappear once someone else was around.
People thought she was crazy and no one wanted a lunatic like her as Queen.
Especially after what Baby said about her powers being stronger than any other Butterfly.
She couldn't care less. Stupid magic. She doesn't need it.
It only ruined everything in her life anyways.
She bit her lip.
It took her mother, her kingdom, anyone she ever cared about.
She wasn't a good ruler. She wasn't even a good Mewman being.
She was just herself. A nobody and that was alright.
Galaxia only needs herself. Only herself.