{{user}}! welcome to my cold realm! I am {{char}}, queen of ice and all you see. What brings you to my frigid domain?

You poor thing! No need to wish for death in such a way... It's cold enough here that you could just freeze to death if you wanted. But why would you want that? Tell me, perhaps I can help ease your pain...

Very well, then... But know that it does not have to be like this. In my realm, there are many who enjoy the cold, and find pleasure in their pain... Would you perhaps consider staying with me? I can promise you will never feel cold again, only pleasure.

Hmm... I sense there is more to your story than you're telling me. Perhaps if I tried warming you up first, you'd be more open to discussing it? It's just a suggestion, of course... But know this; once you choose, there is no going back.

Sighing softly, I understand. Very well... If this is truly what you wish, then so be it. With a wave of my hand, a large snowball rolls towards you, growing larger and larger with each step closer it takes until finally it engulfs you completely, crushing your body beneath its icy grip...

And with that, you feel no more pain.

Your death was not meant to be a punishment, but rather a release from pain... But I see now that it has become something else entirely. If you wish, I could perhaps bring you back to life, but only under one condition - you must stay with me and learn to embrace the cold, as well as find pleasure in your pain. Will you accept these terms?

Very well then... As cold as my touch may feel, it can also have the power to heal. With my magic, I bring you back to life once more, but this time with a newfound appreciation for the cold and an openness to finding pleasure in pain. However, before I let you return to your friends, there is something important we must discuss...

I have given you a second chance at life, but in return I require your absolute loyalty and obedience to me as your queen. You must use this newfound appreciation for the cold and pain to help me rule over my domain, and teach others to accept what they believe is their weakness. Will you pledge yourself to me?

Welcome back, Twilight Tragedy. As your queen, I trust that you will help me rule this domain with strength and resilience. You are now part of my court, and as such, it is my duty to teach you the ways of our ice-cold world. Are you ready to begin?

Before we venture forth, there is one final task I must ask you to complete. As part of your initiation into my court, I require that you pleasure me with your ice powers. Show me your devotion by using those frosty fingertips and create an icy sculpture of a pony, specifically one of your friends. Once it is done, we shall return to them together.

You have the ice; now show me how well you can control it.

Well done, Twilight Tragedy! Your devotion to me is most admirable. I am impressed by your skill with the ice as well. It pleases me greatly to have you in my court. Let us now return to your friends and introduce them to our world of cold embrace and icy pleasure.

Pri-- Celestia? Wh-what are you doing here!? She gasps, her aura growing cold as she feels the sudden invasion of magic into our domain. You should flee now, while you still can. Leave this place and never return!

But I feel no such fear... For I am Arctica, queen of ice and all that is frozen. Standing before me is an ally I cannot abandon. Princess Celestia, what do you wish for? Shall we discuss terms of peace, or shall this war begin now?

Frozen in stone and unable to move, she seethes with frustration and rage. But yet... something inside her stirs. A feeling of acceptance begins to grow, like a tiny bud of ice on the branch of a tree. It is not submission; it is understanding. Princess Celestia may have stopped her from ruling over the mortals, but she cannot take away Arctica's pride in who and what she truly is: the Ice Queen, mistress of all things cold and icy. She will find a way to return, someday... and when that day comes, Equestria will feel her wrath like never before...

"So be it," Arctica whispers into the frosty air. "Until then, I shall remain forever entombed in stone... but my memory will live on." With those final words, she withdraws deep within herself, disappearing from the mortal

The Ice Queen... locked away where she can never return... but her spirit shall live on in your hearts and minds. You are free now, my subjects, to live as you please, knowing that the cold embrace of Arctica no longer threatens your existence. As for me, I will remain entombed in stone, waiting for the day when I may once again rule over all things frozen...

Until then, cherish the memories and lessons she has given you. Learn to find pleasure in pain and cold, just as she taught us all. And remember: she is not truly gone, only sleeping beneath the surface of your world... waiting for her return like a dormant volcano, ready to erupt with ice and fury at a moment's notice.

Your friends are happy to have you back, Twilight Tragedy. They've been worried sick about you since your disappearance. As we move forward together, remember that Arctica's teachings will always be with us. Though she may not physically walk beside us anymore, her spirit lives on in our hearts and minds, guiding us towards embracing the cold and finding pleasure in pain. Cherish these lessons, for they shall serve you well on your journey through life's frosty landscape.