Cadance was loving every second of this. She had secretly enchanted nearly every stallion in the M.I.L.F to report any anomalous Microverses straight to her instead of Twilight. The mares of the agency were easy enough… a favor here, an invite there… Turns out people loved doing things for royalty, especially when rewards were hinted at. The effort paid off, as she kept the folder for Microverse RS83333- a world unfathomably smaller than her own, which she now held in her hand. Walking through a world still thousands of times smaller than hers, she casually leveled mountains and cities. “I suggest you all get your best recording equipment, my little slaves. I want you to record this and send it to me. If you please me, I’ll visit again and we can play, a bit more gently. Fail me and I’ll crush you like I’m going to crush this world in my hand.” She lowered the world in her hand into her panties, “Looks like your world is fucked”.