Twilight Sparkle was sleeping until she felt a piece of parchment fly to her face, causing her to waken with complete unawareness of what the parchment was doing on her private room. She took it and noticed it was a letter somepony has written for her, albeit said pony was dead. Or so did all of the other ponies thought since she knew he was still alive.
Dear Twilight,
I am sorry that it took this long this long to tell you about what I haven’t said to you because I can’t have anypony see this information. I only did this to you because you are The Harmonist of Crossia-Yeltor. You will know what I mean soon.
You are classified under the Name of Harmonist, because for some reason, my friend here thinks you can save Isle Destroia. Remember that dream you had about a tropical island with a beacon? That is Isle Destroia. I’ll send you a map right after you read this.
As if on queue, Twilight noticed a map on her desk and checked it out. It was a map of an island divided into five islands due to what seemed to be a river. She also spotted three safehaven house symbols, one garden symbol, and one tower symbol. She went right back to her letter.
That was Isle Destroia. Usually, for us, we head directly into Garden Destroia, the only garden symbol on the map. But things have changed, and I am in one of those safehaven house symbols. Especially the one to the right of the garden. Crossia Safehaven. That is how I got to communicate with you and your other friends who would recognize you. I can’t exactly see what you are doing, so your privacy is safe.
Now, the information. I am part of the Director Five. If you remember, I always get visited by four humans, right? Those are the other four of the Five. You are considered an Aware, since you are aware that the Director Five exist. You are not the only Aware in our universe.
Twilight stopped and looked at the clock to find that it is time for her to sleep. She sighed, rolled up the parchment and hid it under a hidden drawer. She headed towards her bed and slept.
Tomorrow is another day, after all.
Sunset Shimmer was planning to check on Princess Twilight until a hand landed on her right shoulder. She looked and saw Principal Celestia smiling. Sunset smiled back and the principal left as she sighed because her latest experiment to contact Opal Gemstone had failed once more, an experiment which involved her Equestrian magic. She was slowly losing hope to contact anybody outside her own universe, albeit knowing it was impossible. But she still tried.
So one day, as she headed towards her favorite fishing spot on the city, Sunset recognized the signs of a portal at a puddle near the river where she fished. She immediately went towards it and inspected the puddle to find a face of a familiar pony, only with glasses and wrinkles.
“Twilight Sparkle?” Sunset gasped. “How are you doing this?”
“I don’t–” Twilight’s form flickered. “I need you here, tomorrow!”
“Why?” Sunset thought of possible problems and landed on a particularly curious and dangerous one. “Is it the Time already?”
“Maybe,” Twilight replied. “Opal has named me Harmonist.”
“Harmonist,” Sunset repeated. “You, not Opal. The Harmonist?”
“I don’t know exactly,” Twilight reasoned, “Maybe? But you must come here tomorrow. You’ll have to foalsit my children the day after.”
“But—” Sunset managed to stop as she saw others passing by. “Just leave me a note when I get back, okay? I’m still to blame at your husband’s death!, you know.”
“You got my word.” The puddle began to dry up. “And remember this, don’t enter Site X—”
Sunset blinked as the puddle was completely dry, wondering where Site X was. She checked her pockets as she felt something heavy on them just to find a violet shard of a crystal which she immediately dropped. She then giggled a bit and picked the crystal and hid it again, knowing that Twilight would want her to use it as a power catalyst soon.
My name is Opalescence Francia Keyheart Excelsior Gemstone. Age 29. Male. Unicorn, formerly wingless horned pegasus. And I am a Director without a Name.
I am a Director without a Name because the Name was given to my wife on my home universe, Twilight Sparkle. She was named “The Harmonist” because of obvious reasons. She is the Princess of Friendship, the Lady of Harmony, Celestia’s prized student, and Savior of Five Universes. She would’ve saved only 3 if I didn’t help and give her the Violet Crystal of Harmony.
The Violet Crystal of Harmony is one of the Eight Crystals which keeps the Multiverse Supercluster which I named Yeltor in balance. I myself handle three, the White Crystal of Light, the Green Crystal of Hope, and the Black Crystal of Dark. It does effect me for sometime, but my magic keeps all three at bay.
I know you are wondering about the other names and mentions above, and I am here to answer all of the possible questions.
The Director Five are something similar to actual movie and company directors in a way. That’s why we’re called Directors because we direct our own worlds, duh. I am the Fifth of the Five. Let me explain the others quickly.
The First of the Five is a man, named Mark Johnson Crafters. He’s used to science but he also uses magic in his experiments. He created the Eight Crystals. He founded more species and universes than all of us five. He is named “The Captain” for he is a captain of a ship and the first Yeltor-Crossia crew.
The Second of the Five is a woman, Jane Numero Frost. She is named “The Assistant” for she always assists in major problems. Eh, long story short, she has a unicorn friend, a human friend, and an elven friend. She’s not human. I’ll not explain that, it’s not something Equestrian.
The Third of the Five is a man… his name is the name of the account where this story is held. He’s “The Director.” I’m not gonna tell much, he always gets on my nerves. That, and he hates me talking to the cameras—er… you.
The Fourth of the Five… another man, with a random name, I won’t tell. Too crazy. Can’t continue explaining. He’s a mad scientist.
And I’m the Fifth of the Five. You already know me.
And now, I have to end this. Also, I’m on a room full of windows.
Opal is tired of waiting. Waiting for the rain to stop, waiting until the days ended, waiting until—
Opal smiled as he saw a flash of light from one of the windows.
He knew they were here.
He knew they could help him fight the evil that threatens to destroy Isle Destroia.
He knew Twilight Sparkle would fix the Staff of Harmony and stop the one that she thought were friends with.
He knew…
That he would have to be against the crowds to oversee this.
Author's Note
You want to know the full letter?
Wait for the story Against The Crowd.
