Dawnbreak is near on Midnight Island.
The champions of light, those who survived every hardship, every temptation, every monstrous act and vile realm they were faced with, those tried by fire, united by friendship forged in shared struggle and tempered in the blood of those who oppose their divine fury, now stand at the heart of darkness.
As the massive demon struggles to force one more attack out of its broken, shattered form, you step forth. It brings a massive blade down at you, but with a mere touch you block it, and with a mighty cry, you shatter it into pieces.
The radiance of the princesses bathes you in divine light that banishes the dark and washes your bodies clean of pain. Your eyes, like great blazing suns, focusing on the Demon.
Were there any left alive to tell the tale, legends would speak of your charge for centuries to come. As more mutant guards charge in to grant the great demon reinforcements, and the bravest of the remaining acolytes peek from their hiding places, you unleash a united attack that defies mortal description.
As the blinding incandescence fades in the aftermath of your final blow, the once-great entrance hall is in ruins. The massive iron gate is embedded in the mountainside, the already broken back wall has collapsed entirely, the ceiling has caved in above you, and the infinite darkness that once covered the sky has a hole blown into it, revealing light somewhere far above.
Standing here, in this single circle of light among the ruins of darkness, you realize you are no longer quite as you remember yourselves. Great wings of light extend from your backs, and your coats have a brilliant glow. Nothing remains of the demon. Only charred bones remain of the mutants, and scraps of cloth of the acolytes.
The only thing left standing in the wake of this devastation is Valiant Virtue, whose face belies the deepest terror any pony living or dead has ever felt. His smug expression long gone, his confidence forever destroyed.
"What… are… you?"
NEXT TIME ON MIDNIGHTS
THE FATE OF OLD FRIENDS
THE FATE OF NEW FOES
AND THE FATE OF THOSE WHO STAND BEFORE THE LIGHT