"And here you'll see the statue of the Lord of Chaos, Discord, imprisoned in stone." A tour guide tells the story of how the reformed spirit of chaos slipped into stone for the third and final time.
Nightmares have been plaguing you for the last three months. Each one has ended the same way, with you going to sleep in the orphanage you lived in back on earth, and waking up back in the Castle you now called home.
Sometimes, there are states of emotion that can overwhelm even the mightiest of creatures; or so they say. Queen Chrysalis had never taken stock in such tales, nor the creatures that told them. Until today that is.