Tall Fescue—a descendant of migrants fleeing from the Realm of Kiria's oppressive and century-long Silence—crosses the ocean and travels to his homeland with his future squadmates under an Equestria-based private security company, Walkover's.

Supervised by a wizened officer named Apple Bloom, Walkover's newest recruits enter the fray with one purpose: to keep the peace in a nirik-run anarchy of warlords beyond the borders of a technocratic corporate state.

But Tall enters with another goal in mind and in heart: to consecrate his best years to saving the land of the kirin.

This story is a sequel to Changing Ways

The world awakes under changeling control.

Hidden away in a cave near the top of Mount Aris, Silverstream looks down on the changeling paradise it's become.

When magic across Equestria is about to be sealed away in the not-so-distant future, Tempest Shadow meets a rather optimistic friend. With no way out and a village to lodge in for now, they attempt to endure.

On Earth, the gun-wielding cult Spotless Light has been cultivating for years faces down the prospect (and the demand) of traveling back to his war-torn home reality much sooner than he expected, this time with the herd of faithful he'd taken into the fold.

Screwball, far from home in place and time, took on the thankless job of bringing ponies through the chaos of Discord's Equestria.

She is still sane. She is still okay.

Just one more pony to keep safe on her travels, then she'll head home.

For Feather Bangs' mother, only the perfect gift can be had this Hearth's Warming.

If only he didn't trust a witch with sinister designs to help him out.

The aging Eros used to be the Archon of the Church of Boreas, Regent of the Griffonian Empire, bent on uniting Griffonia under the Imperial banner.

No more. Not after the undead devoured the world, led by the Queen of Bones, a unicorn named Rosa Maledicta. Her goal: to annihilate all life and usher in an eternity of death. She has almost won, for the souls that yet live are a dwindling, single-digit few.

Armed with nothing but holy water and holy bread, this lonely griffon of holy robes thus seeks out Rosa in the wasteland that is the north.

Deep into the future, Party Piece—the Element of Laughter's furthest descendant—forgets.

Far from home, small-time journalist Cauliflower Shrew has made it to the cradle of endless death that is the former Arisian League, itself the bloated corpse of what was once Hippogriffia, to report on the violent embers of its civil war. With the services of infamous griffon gun-runner Gerwin, she has all her bases covered for this trip.

But it's not just the news she's been sent here for. She's been given a solution with which to end the bloodshed.

And that gun-running griff may be the key.

Cinnamon works for the Inter-Creature Bureau of Metareality, an organization dedicated to communication and cultural exchange between other realities. She doesn't expect much beyond the scope of her interfacing occupation with other worlds.

But the end of one of these realities—and a chaotic refugee desiring her presence—seek to upend Cinnamon's expectations.