When the days draw short and the nights grow long, the line between friend and foe becomes harder to see. The formerly-human King Phasma must stand strong with his friends against the encroaching dark.
Sequel to The Lost Element. 3 years after the first human in centuries set foot on Equestrian soil, the time has come for the next step to be taken. Will the next step to humanity's return be smooth, or will history repeat?
"We apologize for discriminating you choosing Chrysalis out of us, Anon. I hope you're not hurt because of our harshness towards her. You can be together for as long as, hang on! What are you doing with that ring?!"
Everything had gone wrong. It had crumbled beneath my hooves, all the dreams of my people. I'd taken them upon my shoulders, and now they've been trodden into the dirt.
A simple guy inherits the leadership of a small changeling hive and is woefully unprepared for the responsibilities thrust upon him. Yeah, he did volunteer for it, but how was he supposed to know that some dreams are real?
Every night since banishing her sister, Celestia's dreams have been haunted by a fiery apparition. There's only one person she can turn to, and it's someone she hates.
What does it mean to be a Changeling? To the former human Prince Phasma, that means doing what you can to survive and thrive in an utterly alien world.
A human living in Canterlot castle is given to Queen Chrysalis as part of peace negotiations between Equestria and the Hive. Celestia knew she shouldn't have let Luna finish the negotiations herself.
"Anon, you must distract Chrysalis for us so that we could grab that bell! You need to get her attention somehow- wait! What are you doing? That's not what we meant at all!"
Twilight suffers three Earth-shattering truths. One: She is a character in a virtual reality RPG. Two: Her 'player' is an arrogant brat. Three: Chrysalis is the victim of an (legal)unforgivable crime. FIRST CRACK-FIC!!!
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