Overmare

Canterlot Castle, the ancient seat of power for the Spacial Diarchy of Princesses Celestia and Luna was quiet, save for the patrolling Royal Guards under Acting Captain Flash Sentry, and the various obscenities and groans coming from the room of Princess Luna Artemisia Faustus.

While one could believe these noises were the result of a nightly romp in the hay or the Princess of The Night and Dreams (And as of yet unofficially Video Games) furiously masturbating, that was not the case this night.

In the locked and bolted bedchambers of the former host to Nightmare Moon’s essence, Luna had set her ebon regalia in it's stand for the night, adorned instead in a lovingly cared for pair of black headphones with a warm gold trim, a matching colored SolBloodedge VR headset, and a well-worn Stalbaton T-Shirt, signed of course.

Ordinarily the Lunar Regent would be busy with holding Night Court and safeguarding the dreams of Equestria’s denizens from the malignant Dream Daemons,but both tasks had record low rates this evening. Only a hooffull of petitioners had requested her aid, and as for the Dreamscape, only a few individuals had dangerous nightmares, and the primary trio of Dream Daemon leaders, known as Kreuger, Phobetor, and Mara had apparently been having a slow day, and thus didn't cause much mischief.

This left the gamer Princess ample time for one of her favorite pastimes, a VRMMORPG (or Virtual Reality Massively Multiplayer Roleplaying Game if one wished for the technical, and rather long, term), known as Megido Online. She had discovered it, alongside how far video games had advanced since when she played Pac-Mare as a filly, shortly after her return to Equestria. She had even started a Guild alongside her dear sister and friends, named The Band of the Hawk. Together they grew in both strength and prestige, soon ending up with fifty-two members in total, Luna as Guildmistress after it's former guild head, a mare who only went by “BoopMyMuffinButton” had abdicated her position.

With her sister and many of her friends in bed or on duty, she was by herself in their guildhall, the Grand Keep of Yahar’Gul, an imposing fortress that had taken months of questing to get the funds necessary to begin constructing their mighty homebase. They had constructed the NPCs by hoof, claw, or whatever appendage they possessed, each with their own personalities.

As Luna took her seat upon the Throne of Want, a high level, and quite comfy, chair they had nicked from a raid dungeon, her servants awaiting her orders, the real Luna let out a yawn, stretching.

“Awww, maybe a quick nap will do some good, then I'll check back to see of anyone's on.” The Lunar Diarch muttered to herself, rubbing her eyes. As an Elder Lich, an Overlord prestige-race, in essence a more powerful version one who achieve once they had either become a Guild Leader or reached max level, which Luna had done, her body was mostly skeletal, though with the correct spelling she could assume a fleshier form.

As the Lunar mare pulled a cy
rather fluffy pillow and plopped her head down, she didn't even notice as her physical form began to disappear.

This was how she entered the New World…..