My little pony:Adventure of Seresia

The sparkling ocean surface reflected the morning sunlight and the rhythmic sound of waves crashing against the ship’s hull, creating a unique and tranquil atmosphere. The faint sea breeze caressed Twilight as she stood on the deck, gazing out at the endless expanse of water. She let out a deep sigh once more.

Half a month ago, she had fallen into despair after losing all her magic, aimlessly wandering through her days. But with the help of the other three princesses and her ever-supportive friends, she was eventually pulled out of her gloom.

When Meng Yu brought news of Feng Chen’s whereabouts, Twilight decided to join Meng Yu’s fleet and embark on a journey to the Eastern Continent. Not for sightseeing, to spread friendship, but to reclaim her stolen magic.

“Princess Twilight, breakfast is ready, and your friends are eagerly awaiting your presence,” came the voice of Xiao Ling, Meng Yu’s deputy. Twilight turned her head, forcing a smile. “I’ll be there shortly.”

Xiao Ling said no more. She folded her hands in a polite bow, then slowly stepped back before returning to her duties. Twilight, meanwhile, stood lost in thought, a mix of emotions swirling within her. She felt deeply grateful that everypony had been willing to give up their lives and careers to accompany her on this uncertain journey.

Yet, this gratitude was tinged with guilt: Rainbow Dash had a thriving career with the Wonderbolts, Rarity her flourishing fashion business, Pinkie Pie her beloved desserts, Applejack her family’s Sweet Apple Acres, and Fluttershy her cherished animal friends. How could any of these not be necessary to them? Despite their constant reassurances, Twilight found herself sinking into self-reproach.

These circumstances were unlike anything they had faced before. While they had endured many hardships together in Equestria, they had always been able to return to their lives afterward. But now? The road to reclaiming her magic was still determined, and no one knew what lay ahead. Twilight had tried to dissuade her friends from joining her, but they were as steadfast as she was—just as Meng Yu had been when Twilight insisted on joining the fleet despite Meng Yu’s initial refusal.

Still, Twilight couldn’t quite understand why Meng Yu insisted she conceal her identity as an alicorn—her condition for allowing Twilight on board. She recalled Meng Yu’s fleeting look of shock and subsequent reluctance when she made the request. Even the outfit Rarity had tailored for Twilight to disguise herself felt unnecessary. Many Eastern ponies at the onboard banquet had already seen her as an alicorn. Was Meng Yu hiding something? With questions swirling in her mind, Twilight resolved to confront Meng Yu after breakfast.

“Twilight! You have to try this!” Pinkie’s enthusiastic greeting reached Twilight the moment she stepped into the galley, a delightful aroma wafting through the air.

Since joining the ship, Pinkie Pie had bonded with the chefs, eagerly exploring the intricacies of Eastern cuisine. The vast array of dishes continuously amazed her, showcasing how even a single ingredient could produce a variety of flavors through different cooking methods and spices. To Pinkie, it was like discovering a new world. Her days were now spent observing the chefs in action and occasionally showing off her skills, treating the crew to Equestrian desserts.

“Thinking about something sad again?” Rarity, sitting beside Twilight, noticed the fleeting melancholy in her expression. She leaned closer, hoping to offer some comfort. Twilight shook her head, forcing a smile.

“I’m fine... no need to worry about me.”

Rarity studied her momentarily, hesitated, and then decided against pressing further. Instead, she nudged a plate of pastries toward Twilight. “Eat while they’re warm. These are as delightful as anything Pinkie makes!”

Twilight nodded. Though her mind remained clouded with thoughts, the lively and cheerful breakfast atmosphere helped ease her burden, and the bitter taste of her worries melted away with the sweetness of the treats. Afterward, she and her friends stayed in the galley, chatting and sharing their experiences from the past two weeks. Meng Yu joined them briefly before excusing herself to return to her duties. Not long after she left, Twilight also made her exit, citing an errand.

Back in her room, Meng Yu stood before a map, lost in thought as she planned the fleet’s next move. The sound of hoof steps approached her door, hesitating before stopping entirely. Though no knock followed, Meng Yu quickly guessed who it was.

“If you have something to say, please come in, Twilight.”

Twilight paused, momentarily startled by Meng Yu’s perceptiveness. Then, realizing how frequently she had visited, she brushed it off and stepped inside.

“Sorry to bother you again, Meng Yu.”

“Not at all. Your presence brings some life to this dull room. You can’t imagine how tedious it gets to stare at paperwork all day. It’s always a pleasure to chat,” Meng Yu replied lightheartedly. Twilight glanced at the documents on the desk, reminded of her early days as a ruler and how overwhelming it had been—except she had Spike to help her. Without him, she couldn’t fathom how she would have managed.

Her admiration for Meng Yu grew; she remained composed and unyielding, even under Chrysalis’s persecution. Twilight couldn’t help but see shades of Princess Celestia in her, perhaps explaining why she sought Meng Yu’s company so often.

“Twilight, we’ve been at sea for over two weeks, well beyond Equestria’s waters. We’re navigating the vast ocean, and it will take another two to three months to reach the Seresia Continent,” Meng Yu began, pointing to a slow-moving marker on the map.

“The fast ship Feng Chen stole is here. Our fleet is about half a day away.”

“Can’t the fleet move any faster?” Twilight’s brows furrowed at the mention of Feng Chen’s name. She wanted nothing more than to reclaim her magic immediately. But Meng Yu’s shake of the head dashed her hopes slightly.

“Don’t worry,” Meng Yu reassured her. “The fast ship has limited supplies. Even if she’s rationing carefully, she won’t last much longer.” She then pointed to an island. “We’ll force her to dock here. With no fresh water or provisions, capturing her will only be a matter of time.”

Hearing this, Twilight felt a slight lift in weight. All she wanted now was to bring Feng Chen to justice.