In another universe, Twilight and Spike had failed to halt the wakening of Sombra. His armies had marched on Canterlot, and Celestia had given everything to at least buy her kingdom some time. Luna, severely injured and suffering the loss of a leg and the use of one eye, wandered, desolate -

Until she found the dreams of the Lord of End Times.

Archaon the Everchosen had always been a slave to fate. His prayers to Sigmar went unanswered, and he’d accepted what he’d seen as his destiny and turned into a pawn.

In another universe, he found bitter defeat at the hands of his former patron, his body encased, his soul trapped. Over centuries, what remained of him dreamed - of vengeance and bloodshed, at first, but eventually turning to guilt, horror, and bitterness at what he had become.

Desperation can lead to hasty actions - Luna frees the prisoner in stone, offering him a chance to rewrite his story.

Fate had never been on his side, but perhaps now was his chance to walk his own path.