My little pony:Adventure of Seresia

A massive black cloud covered the once clear blue sky, plunging the entire land into darkness. Like a predator lurking in the shadows, the raging snowstorm gathered again from all directions towards the Crystal Empire, attempting to destroy this lighthouse city standing in the ice and snow. The brightly lit streets under the magical shield sharply contrasted with the pitch-black landscape outside. Twilight, who had originally planned to leave the Empire, was forced to stay due to the train service being suspended. While she was dining with other royal family members, Spike, acting on his own, held a fan meeting in front of the Crystal Heart. Many ponies flocked to the event, and even some guards volunteered to maintain order. They not only wanted to take pictures with their idol but also to hear him personally recount everything that happened on the day of the Great Catastrophe. Meanwhile, in an ordinary crystal pony house not far away, a pair of eyes, like the storm outside, were secretly watching them.

"My queen, the time has come."Feng Chen lifted a corner of the curtain, observing the ponies gathering outside to ensure that no one noticed the room shrouded in darkness. Once reassured, he turned back to face the living room, which had been transformed into a small nest. Three cocoons, emitting a faint green glow, hung from the ceiling in the center of the room; each cocoon enclosed a helpless pony, with two sets of armor scattered on the floor. In a corner, two Changelings huddled together, trembling and too frightened to lift their heads.

"Very good~" Queen Chrysalis emerged slowly from the shadows, licking off the last remnants of love from her lips as she caressed the large egg in front of her like an art piece.

"And what about you two? Are you ready?" Although Chrysalis didn't directly look at the two trembling Changelings, they were already suffocating under her presence. They stammered but couldn't manage to say a word. Seeing that she wasn't getting the answer she wanted, Chrysalis frowned and slowly turned toward them. The Changelings, sensing her gaze, nodded their heads shakily.

"My dear subjects, I just need you to do something very simple~" Chrysalis moved closer, her tone soft like a mother comforting her crying children. But as she reached out to gently touch them, the two Changelings instinctively flinched away, causing her outstretched hoof to freeze in mid-air. Seeing her subjects recoil as if she were a monster, a flash of sadness passed through Chrysalis's heart. But it was only for a moment; in the next, she resumed her usual expression and pointed to a sealed jar on the table.

"Find a way to place this near the Crystal Heart, then return here and await my next command. Do you understand?"

"Y-yes... My Q-Queen!!" One of the Changelings accidentally made eye contact with Chrysalis, immediately changing its tone to sound as respectful as possible, fearing punishment.

"Good. And don't even think about betraying me, or what you just drank will make you suffer immensely." Chrysalis casually remarked. The Changelings' eyes followed her gaze to Feng Chen, who was using his magic to shake a small colorful vial in the air while making a shushing motion.

"Time is ticking, so you'd better get moving."

"Y-yes... W-we'll do... exactly as... you said..." The two Changelings, their ears twitching in fear, quickly flattened them again, clumsily helping each other stand up. They donned the armor on the ground, transformed into the ponies trapped in the cocoons, and left the room with the jar in hoof under the watchful eyes of Chrysalis and Feng Chen.

"Did you really give them those strange control drugs you mentioned?" Chrysalis asked as the door closed, turning her attention back to Feng Chen, who was still standing by the window, occasionally peeking outside.

"Of course not, my beloved Queen. Those so-called poisons are merely a scare tactic; such things don't exist." Feng Chen responded.

"I see." Chrysalis watched as Feng Chen casually drank the contents of the vial, which eased her suspicions. Though she didn't fully trust Feng Chen due to past events, she had to admit that he was right—such poisons were entirely fictional.

"Now, back to what we were discussing earlier. You said you could brew a transformation potion?"

"Yes, my Queen. In simple terms, it involves capturing and collecting the pheromones you release during transformation and then infusing them into the potion I've concocted." Feng Chen explained the formula and theoretical basis of his potion in great detail, though Chrysalis was more interested in whether it would actually allow a pony to change their appearance at will like her.

"Unfortunately, I haven't had enough time to conduct proper research. Otherwise, I could have made the potion even stronger. But at this stage, the potion should allow the drinker to take on the appearance of whatever form you were in when the pheromones were collected."

Chrysalis raised an eyebrow as she watched Feng Chen draw a series of symbols on the ground that she didn't understand. He then drew a smaller magic circle, about one-fifth the size of the large one, just outside the first, linking the two. Finally, he placed an ordinary-looking glass bottle in the center of the small circle before standing up.

"All set, my Queen. Please step into the circle and transform."

"These had better work," Chrysalis muttered, her tone dripping with skepticism as she slowly stepped into the center of the circle. As she began to transform, her black skin was gradually replaced with a pink hue, and green magical energy started to rise from her body, forming a stream that flowed into the bottle like a river joining the sea. Chrysalis deliberately slowed down her transformation to make it easier to collect the transformation essence. She only stopped when the orb of essence inside the bottle swelled to the size of a walnut.

"Yes!! That's it!!" With the ritual complete, Feng Chen eagerly picked up the bottle, sealing it and gazing at the swirling essence inside with eyes full of excitement. Chrysalis, uninterested in what he was thinking, reclined on the sofa to rest. She knew there was a big event about to unfold, and Chrysalis was waiting for the signal to strike—specifically, a signal that would be impossible to miss.