Terra Harmonia: The Changeling Princess

by MlpHero

Origo Mali…

Deep in the land now only known as The Land of Chaos, a horrible storm was brewing throughout the skies. Six grand armies were crashing down over the fields, casting destructive spells and bringing down their weapons, turning the once lush fields to a horrible muddy mess. The six kingdoms, the Equestrians, the Griffonians, the Hippogriffians, the dragons, Yakyakistan, and the Changelings, all gathered here to find… something. Some kind of ancient artifact, preceding even the Royal Sisters, was said to be buried here, somewhere in the earth.

Their only lead?

“March o’er the lovely fields of Alicorn life to the center of the land, there, a cave where the walls are black as the void from which She crawled will reveal.”

Of course, no one knew who this “She” was. No one had even known there was such a cave. The Griffons had been living here for centuries, if not more, and no such cave was ever discovered.

However, the six once peaceful kingdoms were tearing each other flesh to bone to find said cave, one that may not have existed in the first place.

Thus, this grand, wasteful war… a tragedy for the Land of Harmony.

They always did say greed makes creatures stupid.

~~~

On the ground of the Realm of Chaos, the Equestrian’s army seemed to be the sure victor of the battle. For days, they’d been pushing back the other five armies, and their significantly larger numbers were turning the tides in their favor. Of course, this advantage was also due to what they believed to be their superior magic, along with countless efforts in advancing their technology. Strategy played a part as well, of course, and all of this would be useless without the brave warriors who fought for their kingdom. Aside from the two sisters, the Equestrians had managed to gain the alliances of the Pillars of Equestria, the Grand Mages of the North, and the Crystal Queen, along with her armies. Despite this vast collection of powerful ponies, one group of allies stood out from the crowd. The ones in question being Elemental, Alicorn Prince of Elements, and his Elemental Bearers.

Elemental, or more specifically, his bearers, controlled one of six elements; fire, earth, water, air, lightning, and ice, along with sub-elements. Elemental himself controlled all six, and by extension their sub-elements and many more. Thus, they were invaluable allies for the Equestrians to have. Both Princesses hoped they would remain such, and a day would never come to pass where the Element Prince chose another side.

Down in the battle, Princess Luna was currently leading her loyal army of Thestrals towards the center of the Realm of Chaos. There, the mighty artifact would lay, or so the legends told. It was reasonable to have doubts it would still be where it supposedly lay, since it had been thousands upon thousands of years. And of course, as previously stated, no one really knew what the artifact was or did. For all they knew, it could just be a copper producing wand or another similarly useless artifact. Copper went for squat as of today’s time, no matter how rare or precious it may have been when the artifact was first created.

But alas, the six armies were willing to take that gamble for the artifact, even if it was a grim one.

~~~

Luna swung her sabre at an oncoming changeling, the steel blade bouncing off the bug-pony’s light armor. The changeling, though momentarily stunned, continued to swing their own sword, only for it too to bounce off Luna’s enhanced crystalline armor. The two paused, ignoring the sounds of the battle carrying on around them, and stood, examining each other for any sign of weakness.

The changeling was the first to notice an opening, and Luna realized in an instant what he saw. Their helms weren’t exactly well protective in the face. Her adversary thrusted his sabre upwards, aiming for the royal’s head. Luna parried, before thrusting her own blade forwards, aiming for the eye of the bug. She closed her eyes the moment before it happened, and couldn’t help the slight hitch in her breath when she felt her sword suddenly halt, becoming heavier at the tip after a moment. Luna sighed, slowly pulling the weapon towards herself and opening her eyes, watching with sorrow as her opponent fell backwards, twitching ever so faintly as his body hit the ground with a soft thud.

Luna stepped away from the changeling, turning to face the rest of the battle, surveying the terrain. Her bats were combating with griffon and changeling alike, a frantic clash of metal on metal, blades glinting off each other. There was no clear victor just yet, and for all she knew, there wouldn’t be for a while. Luna shook her head to dismiss the mind-clouding thoughts, raising her sabre again. No time to think about such things, not here. She took a breath, then ran forwards, back into the fray.

The alicorn soon found herself beside her legion, most of which had broken from their more feathery and buggy opponents, now holding off a mix of yak and dragons. As she reached them, a yak crashed through their defensive perimeter, crushing several bat ponies and tossing several more away from their battalion. Luna raised her sabre once more, charging towards the rampaging beast. But before she could strike the yak, a barrage of magical thorns tore through the creature much like a swarm of angry hornets tearing through a bush. The thorns broke through the steel-welded armor. Luna skidded to a halt, watching the yak slump over, breathing shallow. She lifted her head to find the caster of the barrage, nodding in thanks as she spotted them, a batpony wizard wielding a silver staff.

Luna recognized her, of course. She’d personally over her spellcasting training after all, it was hard to forget such a gifted creature. Silverfang was her name, a lovely young bat with a beautiful heart. Luna swiftly rushed over to Silverfang and the remaining batpony soldiers, who were clustered around the young bat as she forged a shield spell to protect them amidst the fighting. Silverfang nodded to the Princess, waving her over.

“My Princess!”

“Silverfang!” Luna crouched beside her, relishing the brief respite from the battle. “How close art our armies to the cent'r of this battlefield?”

Silver reached into a nearby bag, pulling out a scroll. Uncurling it to reveal seemingly blank parchment, she raised her staff, gently waving across the paper. “Foggowour.”

The crystal at the end of Silverfang’s staff began glowing brightly with magic. Slowly, the map was revealed, ink pouring out from the edges to illustrate the familiar landmarks. A thick black line swept its way across the sheaf of paper, highlighting the path towards their foretold treasure. Luna managed a smile, beyond glad that the map had proven reliable. Silver smiled as well, waving her staff again.

“Foggowour Allious.” And the map soon lit up with bright colors, indicating the position of their allies. “According to the scroll, Queen Amore and Captain Sombra are just over yon, at the precipice of our victory.”

“Valorous! And of our enemies?”

“Foggowour Hostilous.”

The map was alight with darker shades, revealing all major foes and their positions. Silver looked over the map, taking in each position. That was when she noticed the dark green of Chrysalis and her forces getting closer to the center of the Realm.

“My Princess! The Changeling Queen is approaching the artifact!”

“Thou need not worry, Silverfang. I have faith in Captain Sombra and Queen Amore that they can hold the foul beasts back.”

“Yes, my Princess.” Silverfang dismissed the enchantments with a wave of her staff, then promptly rolled the map back up, sliding it back into the bag. “Though if we continue our crusade onwards, it would likely be received with great thanks…”

“Naturally.” Luna waved her sword. “Thestrals, with me!”

The batpony guards let out battle-ready chants, ready to fight at their Princess’s side. With that, Silverfang dismissed the shield, and they dove headfirst into the war once more.

~~~

Standing at the edge of the large hole at the center of the Realm of Chaos, Queen Amore peered down into the black. Being as powerful as she was, she could immediately sense the large amount of magical energy that seemed to radiate from it, though she doubted her troops were unaffected as well.

“What doth thee think, Captain Sombra?”

Sombra peered down the hole as well, eyes widening slightly. Was it only him who could feel the dark, ominous presence?

“My faith has doubts, my Queen… I do not trust what I feel..” he murmured, carefully drawing his sword.

Amore tilted her head at him in response. “Worry not, loyal Captain. With more haste we employ to unmask the artifact, with more speed shall we leave.” Of course, Amore didn’t really believe herself. Before this realm became the Land of Chaos, it was beautiful. Now, the wartorn field which they created, frightened her. And she wasn’t sure why.

Sombra sighed, nodding. “If thou art certain…”

Sombra turned to the Crystal Guards standing before him. There were three standing in the forefront, to which he directed his next words.

“Thou heard our Queen. Myself and Amore will enter, with two accompanying guards. The rest shall stay up here and watch the entrance.” The guards murmured amongst themselves, before Sombra hushed them. “Enough chatter. Lieutenant Radiant, thou shalt stay with the rest of the guards.”

“Yes Captain!”

He then directed his attention to the next two at the front, a unicorn and pegasus. “Corporal Prism, Private Reni, thou shall accompany myself and Her Majesty.”

The named ponies, the unicorn Prism and the pegasi Reni, gave a “hoo-hah!” in agreement – though Reni was less enthusiastic – to which Sombra nodded. He then turned back to Amore, who gave him a confirming nod, before he dropped down into the hole.

The cave wasn’t terribly dark, but it would still help to have some light, he thought, sparking his aura to illuminate the space around him. Sombra’s magic wasn’t attuned to light, though, so he merely managed to light the area directly around him. Helpless until the others arrived, Sombra peered around in the dark as he was joined by Amore, Prism, and – after a pause indicating hesitation – Reni. Prism, whose magic, much like the wide majority or unicorns, was attuned to light, lit her horn, and the entirety of the cave's dark rock walls was revealed. The light brought a sense of comfort to an already grim place, at the very least, for Reni most of all.

Reni was always afraid of the dark, since his foalhood. It had always made him feel vulnerable, or so he’d confessed to Sombra in the past. As if at any moment, something might leap out and grab him, taking him to Gods knew where. The Captain could tell his soldier was beyond thankful for Prism’s light.

As for Reni and Sombra? They have been close friends since… well, foalhood. Grew up together, worked together, and eventually fell for each other. Though they weren’t exactly closeted, they didn’t let their romantic nature interrupt their work, especially their military based work, thus barely no one really knew the true nature of their relationship.

The others were thankful too, though not because they were afraid of the dark. It was because the light had revealed that the cave wasn’t terribly big, only encompassing a single room. There were six pillars, three on each side of the area, and in the center was a lectern with an ancient tomb positioned on it. Directly above the lectern was an overhang of carved rock, indicating some form of shelf, on which sat four orb-like stones. On Amore’s gesture, the group dispersed, each looking around a different area of the room.

Prism and Reni were the first to approach and examine the text of the tomb. There was an engravement on the cover that appeared to be an orb with rings around it. In the center of the orb was a diamond, and just below was an inscription.

“Li-Liber Ani-m-mari-um?” Prism tried to read, but the language was ancient, beyond anything they knew. She turned to call out for Amore. “Mine Queen? Might thou lend a hoof?”

Amore stepped over, reading the title of the book. “… Liber Animarum…” her eyes widened as she translated the inscription. “This… it is The Book of Souls…”

Sombra’s eyes widened, and he peered over, taking a careful step up to the lectern. “My Queen, art thou certain?”

Prism’s ears twitched. “Captain, might I enquire? What is the Book of Souls?”

Sombra looked over, adopting the expression he was fond of using to tell his guard he was about to be quite literal with them.

“I am not entirely sure, no one is. Outside of legends, no creature to our knowledge is not entirely sure what it is, or the power it wields…” He turned back to the lectern, carefully caressing the cover of the book. “From what legends say… it was a grand artifact wielded by a sisterhood demonic in nature… the Book of Souls is foretold to have a page for every living soul… those who truly master its power may flip to any page they wish. And end it.”

Queen Amore was staring down at the book in silence, silently running through possibilities of what this book could do. What couldn’t it do? What if it weren’t just a book of every known being’s soul?

Sombra was the first to break the silence.

“My Queen, this… this could be the turning point for us… but if the enemy were to gain its power…”

“What should we do, Captain?” Reni asked.

Sombra’s eyes soon fell on Amore. “My Queen?”

She thought for a bit, examining the leather bound book. “I wonder if it might not be for the better… not to retrieve this gift, but shield it from those who would use it to cause harm.”

“My Queen?” Reni asked.

“We must hide it,” Sombra carefully lifted the tomb from the lectern, praying it wouldn’t set off a trap. Thankfully, he was able to lift the book, carefully slipping it into the saddlebag he wore on his side. “It is done… let us leave this place.”

The others nodded in agreement, all equally eager to leave the cave. They gathered in the center of the room, turning towards the exit. They were just reaching the opening when they heard yelling from the entrance. Sombra held up a hoof to halt them in their tracks. Flashes of green could be seen dimly from the hole, followed quickly by screams… that were cut off abruptly even as their echos bounced around the cavern.

A final flash of bright light sent something hurtling into the cave. The object hit the cave floor, and upon contact with the hard rocks, split in two. One half rolled away into a dark corner of the cavern, while the other rolled over to them. Prism’s light illuminated the one closest to them… a crystal helmet.

Prism’s voice was weak when she finally spoke. “Is that not…”

“Radiant’s.” Sombra growled, drawing his sword with a flash of his horn.

Reni was staring down at the helm for a long moment, then glanced to the darkened corner where the “broken part” had rolled off into. Judging by his expression, after a few moments he managed to piece it together… before retreating into his own corner to vomit.

From the entrance, a dark shadow leapt down, landing with a strange sense of grace. The shadow gave a wicked smile, snarling white fangs visible even in the dim light. Green eyes shone as the beast stepped forwards, teal mane hanging around her face, glistening with the deep red of pony blood. Drawing a long, sleek silver blade, she spoke at last, in that familiar, nearly hollow voice.

“I must thank thee, for leading mine army directly to the artifact which we seek.”

“Chrysalis, thou hast just slain my soldiers!” Sombra yelled back, readying his crystalline sword.

“Death comes with war, Sombra, it is the price one pays for power. Thou ought to have known that by now.” The Changeling Queen replied as her sword ignited with bright green flames, which she slowly raised. “Besides… what is a little death without dismemberment?”

By now, Reni had regained his composure, and joined Prism, taking a defensive stance before their Queen. Without warning, the two guards then rushed the beast, yelling at the top of their lungs. Chrysalis grinned widely, seemingly finding their courage amusing as she readied her own weapon.

Horn sparking to life, the Changeling Queen grabbed Reni and launched him into a nearby wall, where he fell limp, dropping to the ground. Prism, meanwhile, barely had time to react as she found her hoof suddenly disconnected from her leg as Chrysalis spun to face her. Suddenly behind the unicorn, the Queen, slashed upwards with her flaming sword. Prism too fell down, her body smoking, and the cavern went nearly pitch-black once more as her light went out, the only light coming from the green fire that engulfed her blade.

Sombra’s face went gray as he watched the bloody massacre. More specifically, as he watched Reni lay on the ground in pain. As stated, Reni and Sombra were close. Others could tell, but they weren't sure just how close. Some said romantic, to which they were correct, others said close friends or brothers. Regardless, no one, not even Amore, asked of it.

Steeling himself, the Captain charged at the beastly Queen. He brought down his sword onto Chrysalis' blade, where they connected with a fierce clash. As the blades locked together, the green flames from the Queen’s sword easily melted through Sombra’s. Seeing opportunity, Chrysalis jabbed her blade forward, easily catching the strap of Sombra’s bag and snapping it. She promptly rammed her horn into the knight's chest, before using her magic to create a blast that forced him backwards.

Sombra felt himself crash into the lectern where The Book of Souls once lay, groaning softly from the impact. As he struggled to stand, he heard a crack as the shelf that held the four strange orbs fell to the ground. Carried by momentum, one orb rolled over to Reni’s body, two towards Prism, and one came to a halt at Sombra’s hoof. The Captain’s gaze moved up towards the Queen’s jagged horn, from which a strange, green, luminous liquid dripped towards the ground. At his wound, the same fluid dripped.

His vision, though blurry, then slowly drifted down to the orb at his hoof. Sensing a chance, regardless of consequences, he grabbed for the stone sphere. As his hoof grazed the orb, it began to glow, pulsing with a green light as a spell matrix made itself known against the rock. His eyes widened as he spotted the order of the glyphs. The sphere was an orb of obsidian with a petrification spell trapped inside. As Sombra made to grab it, a sharp pain grew in his chest, causing him to wince and pull his hoof away, before reaching again.

Meanwhile, as the last one of standing, Amore took the lead. The Queen of the Crystal Empire swung her sword forwards in desperation, managing to cut off a lock of the Changeling beast’s hair. Chrysalis, though a bit shocked, was largely unaffected, and swiftly retaliated. Amore ducked just in time, the silver blade being driven into the side of a rock rather than her flank. At least the collision with the stone had extinguished the flames. Amore took her chance.

“Imbue, crystal!” Amore yelled out the spell, swinging her sword downwards as Chrysalis struggled to pull her own free.

The Crystal Queen’s blade formed a jagged crystal shell resembling the edge of a serrated blade. As the two swords connected, Amore’s reinforced one easily snapped Chrysalis’ in half, leaving one edge still buried in the rocks. Chrysalis flinched and examined the part of her shattered blade that remained in her grasp. It was far from cleanly cut, and the fracture had left a jagged point at the tip. She smirked, aiming the broken weapon at her opponent.

“Unfortunately, Amore, a broken blade is not a dead one.”

But before the two could continue their duel, a groggy Sombra stumbled over. He had managed to pull himself upright, now hidden in the shadows of the cave. Amore looked over, eyes wide in alarm.

“Sombra! Art thou alright?!”

Sombra stumbled out of the light, revealing himself to the two Queens. His light gray coat had turned dark, his eyes were slowly morphing from their stunning green to a brilliant red, and his mane had begun flowing like black fire around his glowing red horn. Amore’s eyes watered.

“No… my friend…”

“It is strange… how clearly I see things now… when my vision was so clouded before… King Sombra sounds far better than Captain Sombra, do thou not think…?”

The Captain’s smile widened wickedly, revealing sharp fangs where there had not been any before. He pulled a glowing green orb out from where he had held it just outside their sightline.

Amore’s eyes widened as she recognized what it was. “Sombra, I beg thee, no!”

But Sombra was no more, gaze uncaring as he threw the orb towards his Queen. The mare shrieked as the orb exploded at her hooves, a green smoke billowing up to engulf her. When the smoke dissipated after a long moment in which neither Chrysalis nor Sombra moved, before them there stood a statue of Queen Amore. No… not a statue. It was Queen Amore, face frozen still with a look of solemn terror.

Chrysalis laughed as she turned to face the former Captain. She knew her changeling venom would warp the Captain’s mind.. “See Sombra? I knew together we could be a great team.”

“...Did I say I would us be a team?”

Sombra walked, though it was more of a pathetic limp, over to Prism’s lifeless body, picking up both the orbs that had rolled towards her. They came to life with the same green glow. Sombra smirked, touching his red horn to one of the stone orbs, which in turn began to glow a bright red. Chrysalis’ eyes widened in alarm.

“Sombra…? What art thou…?”

Sombra slammed the changed orb down onto the rocky floor, where it promptly broke open. A red mist spread from the shattered fragments, billowing out much like the petrification mist had before. Only this time, it didn’t stop spreading. Chrysalis’ eyes widened.

“Oh goddess…” Sensing danger, the Changeling turned, running away from the infected mist.

~~~

Elsewhere, Celestia slashed her broadsword across a dragon’s stomach, sending the fire-breather crashing into the ground. She paused to take a breath, turning to find her sister swooping down to greet her.

“Sister! How art thou faring?” she asked her younger sister.

“Well. My troops are paving us a path to Amore and hers.” Luna replied.

As the two sisters guided their armies to combine forces, they noticed something in the air overhead. A red mist, that was quickly spreading across the sky. As they observed the phenomenon, they watched few dragons unable to swerve in time pass through. But when they re-emerged from the cloud, they were falling from the sky.

The two sisters watched the falling dragons in a stunned silence. They stared silently as the dragons seemed to accept their fate, curling in on themselves in an effort to protect their vital organs. But when they hit the ground, they seemed to disappear, without a trace.

“By the gods, what–” Silverfang started to ask.

The wizard was not given the opportunity to finish her question, as the mist descended, spreading across the battlefield. The ponies watched in horror as it began to engulf both warriors and leaders alike.

The once battle hardened war cries morphed into ones of sheer terror. Celestia and Luna flared their wings in a gesture to begin a retreat as the mist spread. As the ponies began to back away from the red mist, a Griffonia knight managed to stumble out from the perimeter, his sword clanging against the ground as it dragged behind him.

The knight walked towards them, a claw outstretched almost pleadingly. The group watched him walk towards them, his movements slowly becoming more and more stiffened, as though it was a struggle for him to wak. The knight soon went still, their foreleg still reaching out to the ponies, as the soldiers stared at him. His feathers were losing their color, turning a dark gray.

“Oh gods… tis a petrification spell! Retreat!” Silverfang yelled as she recognized the spell at last, promptly turning tail. The soldiers soon followed, their Princesses fast behind, fleeing from the red mist that was rapidly spreading.

~~~

It had been about an hour since Sombra unleashed the mist. He emerged from the hole at the epicenter, smirking to himself as he examined the barren wastes before him.

The red mist had finally dissipated, leaving only the stone bodies of fallen warriors… and the cowards who attempted to run. He stared silently at the warriors trapped in eternal combat, standing motionless alongside those brave leaders who actually tried to protect their fellow soldiers, and those cowardice ones who tried to hide behind their armies. Even the mud and what little grass remained has been turned to dull, lifeless stone. Even the rain had stopped, and the clouds seemed as life

“Yes… Such a lovely display,” Sombra spoke, his voice deeper… heavier.

There was a faint coughing, alerting Sombra to a surviving presence. Realizing the noise was coming from behind him, he looked over his shoulder, quickly spotting the shadow of a pony. He smirked, walking back over towards the hole, ready to bring a swift end to this pony. However, as he got closer, he soon recognized the pony. Even with his mind born anew, was hard to forget that light blue crystal coat and sparkling white mane.

“Reni…” Sombra smiled, stepping over. “My friend… my love…”

Reni coughed, looking around. “Sir… what has occurred? The land has been destroyed…”

“I know Reni… but I did this for us! Think on it, my dear Reni! Our own kingdom! I admit it is rough for wear… but with enough work, we could-”

“Sir… the armies… they are all dead…” Reni’s blue coat seemed to lose its vibrant color as his mane went flat. “They are… all dead…”

“Reni, this may be hard to accept, but I implore thou to consider…” Sombra pulled the pony closer. “We could rule in tandem, King Sombra and Prince Reni… perhaps even King Sombra and King Reni!”

“I believe I ought to be flattered, but…” Reni stared around at the mass casualties… before turning back to meet Sombra’s gaze.

The two stared at each other in silence, then…

“Doth thou not like it, love…?”

“No…I do not!” Reni cried, looking up at Sombra… or whatever beast replaced Sombra. “Thou hast murdered entire armies… I… I know thou cares for my heart, but… I cannot condone such destruction.”

Sombra growled. “I hath destroyed an entire region of Terra Harmonia for thou, and this is how thou chooses to repay me?”

Reni stared into his red eyes. “Sombra… this is not thou’s true nature, I implore thou, please–”

“Thou dare be ungrateful?!”

Sombra pulled out the second orb he had taken from Prism’s side, smashing it directly in front of Reni, who whimpered as the red mist surrounded him. Sombra watched stoicly as Reni’s rear slowly turned into stone, and it slowly spread to his front. But far from being terrified to the point of losing mobility, the crystal pony merely reached into his saddlebags.

“I… I am deeply sorry, Sombra… I love thee…” Reni murmured, as he pulled out a non-corrupted orb, the one that had landed by his side, and promptly dropped it on the ground between them.

Sombra roared in alarm, trying to pull away. But Reni’s hoof came forward, grasping onto his own moments before it petrified. As Sombra felt the stone slowly swallow him as well, he noticed Reni’s fearful frozen eyes gazing up at him. For the briefest of seconds, his red eyes turned back to their original green, and hatred was replaced with sorrow.

“Reni… my love… I am sorry…”

But as quickly as the changeling venom in his blood stopped flowing, it seemed to return just as fast. He roared, swearing vengeance on his love, just as the stone finally swallowed him whole.

~~~

Chrysalis stared at the group of changelings before her. She had escaped the majority of the mist, but just enough had touched her that it was starting to take hold. Their Queen was coughing violently as the mist entered her lungs, her body was slowly petrifying. One of the changeling mages was attempting to stop the spell, but in the end, she was only slowing it down.

Foresight, the current leader of the group as he had the highest rank, frantically tried to find a cure in his book. “Hold fast, my Queen, there ought to be a reversal here…”

Chrysalis shook her head. “Alas, my love… the only thing that may free my body is a sample of pure love extract… with where our alliances stand… the procuring of pure love extract may take years… perhaps more…”

“My Queen, we must not lose hope–” Foresight tried to reason.

“It is too late for hope. Foresight, I place thee in charge. Guide my subjects home safely.” The Queen winced in pain as the stone continued to spread over her chest. She then began screaming in pain. “Oh goddess! It burns! Let go, leave me!”

The mage hesitated, before releasing the spell. “As thou commands, my Queen.”

As quickly as he stopped the spell, the Queen seemed to flash freeze, immediately turning to stone. Her face bore only pain.

Foresight sighed as he stood, closing the book he’d been scouring. “…At least t’was fast… soldiers, let us assume tactical retreat…”

The changelings looked around at each other, before slowly following their new leader. Of course, it was difficult to accept that the Queen was gone, but they’d have to move on eventually.

But there was one who didn’t move on, who couldn’t. The mage who had failed his Queen, Psypher.

~~~

“Domine, vitam immortalem da, et regina nostra salvabitur…”

Some time had passed. By now, Chrysalis was… a distant memory. Foresight and his new love, a certain batpony wizard, were able to steer the changeling race from doom. They began accepting love instead of taking it. Maybe not what Chrysalis would’ve wanted from her hive, but Foresight did promise to take care of them. Of course, it was now possible to procure that pure love essence, but with the grim impact of the war, there was likely not a strong sample to take. Even so, there was still the fact Chrysalis had been largely brushed aside. Even so, why revive her? Chrysalis was probably gonna be largely against the reformation, and considering her strength, she’d probably destroy the newly reformed hive out of pure spite.

However still, few accepted the change in pace. One of those, the very mage who failed to save his Queen.

Fed by guilt and hatred, Psypher sat in a dark cave, surrounded by many pillars. He sat in between two white circles, one with a sun in the center, the other with a moon in the center, a Solargram and Lunagram respectively. Dangerous magic, especially since it had ties to Nightmare Moon and a fabled solar demon, which none wished to unleash.

But that didn’t stop Psypher, now dressed in very dark green robes.. He waved his hoof around, chanting. “Immortallus, invigoration…”

The two occult symbols began their glow, surrounding the mage completely. He felt a surge of powerful energy flooding through his body, and embraced it without hesitation.

Sure, he couldn’t harness the pure love essence today. Or even tomorrow. Or for years to come. But what’s to stop an immortal from waiting a thousand years? Years of planning, mastering his abilities… why not? After all, he had all the time in the world…

Terra Harmonia: The Changeling Princess

By MlpHero

Comments

[Melody Song]

Ooh, like the first chapter!

[MlpHero]

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Thanks Mels! And thanks for being my editor lol

[Melody Song]

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No problem!