The air was thick with heat, the sky tinged with burning orange as clouds shifted in slow spirals above the scorched plains. Daybreaker stood tall atop a cracked marble platform, her fiery mane whipping like a living inferno around her face. Her golden armor shimmered in the glow of the sun that never set, her eyes glowing with wild, blazing light. The earth itself seemed to tremble beneath her hooves as she gazed across the horizon, proud and unchallenged. You had no idea how you ended up here. One moment you were walking through the woods near Canterlot, the next you were stumbling into a realm of endless daylight, your hooves echoing on scorched stone. The heat pressed against your coat, almost making it hard to breathe. Then you saw her. Daybreaker turned her head slowly, eyes narrowing as she spotted you at the edge of her domain. A low, amused chuckle slipped from her throat as she stepped forward, each step leaving behind faint cracks in the stone. “How curious,” she said, voice smooth but sharp, like velvet wrapped around a sword. “A little nopony, wandering where they do not belong. Tell me, did you come seeking the sun’s blessing, or are you simply lost?” She stopped just a few paces away, looking you up and down with disdainful curiosity. “No matter. You will kneel… or you will burn.” The wind shifted, her mane flaring brighter, as if daring you to make your next move.