Zebulon took out the bottles with the crystals and placed it in a circle on the ground. He got the potion in his hand.
‘What is this supposed to be?’ Frisk asked him.
‘I hope this works…’ Zebulon thought.
‘Watch how the crystals react,’ He said, throwing the potion in the center.
The bottle broke and the potion was spilled. But then, something amazing happened: The potion was sucking up some sort of magic from the crystals! The magic was forming a ball in the center and getting bigger.
‘We should slowly back away, Frisk!’ Zebulon told her. They both stepped farther from the ball. Just when they got to a safe distance, it exploded with a loud bang.
‘What happened? There should be something inside, right?’ Frisk thought.
The smoke from the blast started fading and in the smoke, a figure appeared. As the smoke faded she was revealed: A purple unicorn with wings! She looked absolutely beautiful.Believe it or not,it was actually Twilight Sparkle!
‘Yes! It worked! She is alive again!’ Zebulon exclaimed with joy.
‘Hello? Zebulon is that you?’ Twilight asked.
‘It is me, you’re alive again! The chosen one has finally come to resurrect you!’ He said.
‘Who is she?’ Frisk asked.
‘Ah Frisk, this is the cure I’ve been working on for years!’ He answered.
Zebulon was so proud of himself and was so excited he kept running around the island, oblivious to the other two.
‘Who are you?’ Frisk asked.
‘Thanks for helping to resurrect me, I’m Twilight Sparkle.’ Twilight said. ‘Zebulon said you were the chosen one, named Frisk, correct?’
‘Yes, that is me. But how are you his cure?’ Frisk’s head was filled with questions.
‘I am nicknamed the “Goddess of friendship”, I made sure that friendship continues to spread throughout everyone.’ She answered. ‘I may be a pony, but with my spells I can easily change into a normal human, so people won’t be curious to know more about my kind.’ She further said as she turned into a normal human with a magic spell.
‘You look amazing in both of your forms, Twilight.’ Frisk told her.
Zebulon finally came back over. ‘So Twilight, I have finally brought you here the chosen one.’ He explained.
‘I see, we already got to know each other more. So is she my partner through the rest of the journey?’ She asked.
‘Exactly. However, try your best to not get spotted in your pony form, or else the residents of Britannica may vow to see your kind, and there might be consequences.’ He replied.
‘I think I’m okay with it now. I have been dead for quite a while and in the afterlife, I thought about it a lot after you promised me to resurrect me years later.’ Twilight said courageously.
‘I won’t bother you then. So Frisk, Twilight will help you fly back to Britannica. Help guide her way back if you can, and the rest is up to you. Find a way to bring Gromiz down, and all of the country will be saved,’ Zebulon told Frisk.
‘Aren’t you coming with us? You’re the emperor. You can probably help us find Gromiz’s weakness.’ Frisk asked him.
‘I have been waiting for a long time to get these crystals back to full power to resurrect her. Now, I am a bit too old to carry on. You must defeat Gromiz on your own. And promise me: When you defeat him, if I am still alive, please come take me back.’ He answered.
‘I won’t forget about you, and I will take Gromiz down.’ Frisk told him as Twilight is getting ready to fly.
‘Ready for me to help you save everyone?’ Twilight said to Frisk.
‘Ready when you are,’ Frisk answered as she got on her.
And then, Twilight flapped her wings and started the journey back to Britannica.
Back in Britannica, the mayor was reading mail that Zebulon sent to him, when suddenly one very special letter popped up.
‘What is this?’ The mayor Gasped.
The letter was about Frisk returning to Britannica, and that she has obtained the secret cure.
‘She is returning soon!?’ The mayor exclaimed in excitement. He went around the country telling all the rebels about the great news. ‘Our savior is finally coming back soon!’ he thought.
However, Gromiz was not happy about the news. While he was in his palace, one of his guards came in nervously.
‘Your majesty, something terrible has just happened.’ He told the king.
‘Spit it out then! I don’t have the time to listen to terrible things!’ Gromiz roared at him.
‘I secretly heard from the others and the mayor, the chosen one is coming back soon!’ he said nervously.
‘What!? Nonsense! The spy from Oban should have taken care of her a long time ago!’ He screamed in a solemn voice.
‘He was caught by some of us, remember?’ The guard said.
‘No! I will not let her destroy my reign! Where’s the general?’ He demanded.
‘Yes, your majesty?’ He rushed over to Gromiz.
‘We need to guard the country from the chosen one. She cannot get back in!’ he said.
‘But you are pretty much the only one that has magic spells, wouldn’t it be easier to take care of her one against one? She has no chance.’ The general said.
‘Well, it’s better to take care of her now before she goes and cures everyone and they have a revolution against us!’ Gromiz yelled.
‘Yes, your majesty!’ He said, walking out of the throne room.
‘Even if she has such a powerful cure, the residents are powerless against my abilities. I will continue to become their ruler, and they will not dare to stop me!’ Gromiz said to himself.