The last of the so-called "immortals" is dying.
Magic has been draining from the world, a little more with each generation. The march of industry had taken its place, replacing castles with skyscrapers and enchantments with cybernetics. The world has been falling apart in the wake of the loss, and yet those in power don't care. They've holed up in Canterlot, where alicorns once reigned, and swapped the shining crowns with well-pressed suits.
Where there were princesses, there are now CEOs, and where there were once throne rooms there are board rooms. "Harmony" is a quaint little concept of the past, the kind of things in TV shows for children. The long-lived beings who once guided the direction of nations have perished, dying with the magics that sustained them, and the new elites wrap themselves in wealth and pursue new methods of immortality.
One small community of creatures know that it isn't true that all are gone. They've been harbouring the last, a draconequus by the name of Discord. He claims to have been around during ancient times, that he's been the villain, the hero, and back again more times than anyone can count. But time is taking its toll on even him, and he doesn't have many years left.
He's gathered together a changeling tech, a deer fixer, a griffon operator, a minotaur decker, a hippogriff streamer, and a zebra-shaped synth for what he calls his final act of chaos: The heist of a lifetime, stealing a priceless artefact from the claws of a businessdragon who won't hesitate to kill them if they're caught.
He tells them that the prize will ensure their settlement's future, and that alone is worth the risk. But how?
Inspired by the Cyberpunk Equestria contest.
A crossover with the TTRPG Neon Black. Familiarity with the game is not required.
A branch in the Eventide multiverse.
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