Chrysalis died following the invasion. But Tartarus wouldn't be my afterlife, and death not my reaper. No, Ponyville is my purgatory, & my socially-inept roommate, Moon-Butt, my reaper.Now I must learn to be a pony, including the singing and dancing.
Equestria becomes host to a being who can plunge people into their darkest nightmares with but a touch. He claims to have no ill intentions, yet the ponies are skeptical; how does one do good through fear?