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The Changeling Empire heard the shriek tear across the skies.
 
Changelings young and old, from every family, emerged out of their tremendous spire upon the world, from the mountain where the last remnants of Chrysalis’ horrific influence stood. But it was no longer her influence. Instead, every jagged end and loveless, sinful edge was replaced with changelings who loved, who cared, who shared that affection with one another instead of taking it. And the fruits of their labors showed, a healthy vegetation sprouting all around the destroyed mountain and giving their home, their kingdom, a loving, beautiful flair.
 
And they were all simultaneously pulled from their peaceful lives in their secluded kingdom, changelings emerging out of the rock and flying into the air. All of them searching but finding no source to the unknown shriek. It came from no particular direction. It seemed to rebound and circle the land again and again, finally dying out and leaving nothing but a piercing stillness, an infectious silence that entrenched the air between each one of them.
 
But that stillness did not last forever. The silence was shattered by the growling earthquake.
 
That was what frightened them. The earth growled as it trembled, like a living being. Like a beast. Curious and fearful and hesitant all the same, the changelings shifted their attention to the distant forest directly east of their empire. The emerging sunlight showered over the Wandering Woods and washed the mounds of earth in a soft, yellow glow. And then they saw a mound tremble.
 
They watched the mound split the earth around it.
 
It rose above all the others.
 
With more seismic growls, with trees and rocks and dirt raining from its hide, the mountain rose up just high enough to pry its claws out of the ground. That very same claw crashed down, pushed hard and lifted the rest of the mighty mountain higher. The changelings were in awe, witnessing what they couldn’t believe, watching from the failing safety of their kingdom as the mountain showed itself for what it truly was. After all these years…
 
After all these millions of years, Methuselah awakened to the cry of another mightier than him, demanding his inclusion in the coming new age. He opened his cold, white eyes beneath the showers of earth falling from his head, opening his jaws to take in the first breath of the new age.
 
Then he released that breath in a rumbling roar that birthed a quake in and of itself.
 
Reference:  
Titanus Methuselah by Pyrus-Leonidas
 
 
Methuselah (c) Legednary  
Changelings (c) Hasbro