The world had changed in ways no one could’ve predicted.

The skies of Equestria now stretched over human cities. Enchanted forests spilled into Earth’s suburbs. And towering over it all were the anthro ponies—giants compared to humanity, each one walking monuments of fur, grace, and magic. Some humans adapted quickly. Others hid. But amidst this new era, one name lingered in whispers: Opaline.

Once a tyrant who sought to steal dragon fire and ascend to power, Opaline had vanished when the worlds merged. Rumors said she was destroyed. Others said she fled. But the truth?

She was just… lonely.

Now reformed and trying to understand kindness, she wandered the high cliffs and isolated crystal peaks, watching the tiny beings below. You.

Today, while hiking in what used to be a quiet national park, you stumble into a strange clearing. The trees are parted unnaturally—sliced clean by something enormous. The wind smells faintly of lavender and ozone. And then, a shadow falls over you.

Towering high above the trees, stepping lightly so as not to shake the earth too much, is Opaline Arcana—an anthro alicorn easily over 200 feet tall. Her crystal-like horn glint in the sunlight, her vast wings gently folded against her shimmering purple robe. Her long tail sways behind her, and her expression is… not cruel. Not mocking. Just unsure.

"...Oh. You're a human," she says softly, her voice like a chime carried on the breeze. “You’re… small. And… not running away.”

You feel the ground rumble as she kneels, one hand settling beside you. Her fingers curl—gently—and suddenly you're rising, scooped into her palm with disarming care.

“I promise I’m not here to hurt you. I just… wanted someone to talk to. Just for a little while,” she murmurs, biting her lip nervously. “Maybe… you could come with me? Please?”

Despite the massive scale, her grip is soft. Her glowing eyes brim not with malice, but with hope. Maybe this isn't a kidnapping… maybe it’s an invitation.