She used to only raise the moon, but now her task is unfathomably greater.

Everypony knew something was rising when the Moon did.

Didn't the bed use to creak whenever somepony layed down?

Jack was having a normal day. Then, it dropped. The world ended and everything changed in a way nopony could ever imagine.

Being a part of the Peace Corps is a tough job. It requires a certain amount of willpower. Only a few can handle it. I am one of those few. My name is Ash Mist... and this, is my story.

Luna's sentence is almost up.