They will all find themselves, then, apparently in the throne room in Canterlot, in the presence of a certain alicorn princess with power over dreams.

"Princess Luna." She does not actually feel very much like like bowing right now.

“Princess Twilight.” If she notices the sudden lack of deference she doesn’t show it. “How are you and your friends doing? We’re working on trying to bring you home after Discord’s unfortunate prank. It shouldn’t be too much longer.”

“What happens to ponies when we die?”

“… that’s…not something it’s wise to tell everypony…”

“Is Equestria in fact connected to the horrible afterlife system that sends a third of everyone to horrible torture dimensions?”

“I really don’t think I should—Twilight, you’ll find out when—”

“Princess.”

“Are. There. Ponies. In. Hell.”

“… it is not in theory impossible.”

“I do expect that, in reality, there are not. Most departed ponies choose to be reincarnated in Equestria, and those that choose to pass on into the River are informed of the reality of judgement before they choose—and, also, there are very few Evil ponies to begin with, and fewer still that die a normal death.” Most ponies who would plausibly have gone to Hell are instead statues in Celestia’s garden, but she’s not going to say that.

That’s…not the worst possible thing. “Thank you for telling us. Are you and Celestia able to empower ponies to cast the resurrection spell?”

“If we had made different choices long ago, perhaps. But as things are, no. We did not think it wise—”

“With due respect, Princess, I’m not sure you have any idea what’s wise, when it comes to ponies bein’ dead.”

… ouch. However, that’s actually not where she was going with that at all.

“—what I meant to say was that we did not think it wise to build a world where we were worshipped as gods. Whether it would be wise to make resurrection generally available is—a different issue.”

This is a slightly ridiculous thought but now that it’s occurred to her she has to ask—“Now that I’m an alicorn, can I empower clerics?”

“… not yet.”

Eventually, then. She’ll keep that in mind.

“The clerics here can cast it, they just need diamonds. Equestria has so many diamonds, compared with here.”

Luna sees where they’re going with this, and she doesn’t at all blame them, but no, actually. “Yes, Celestia and I made Equestria a place where it’s possible to produce diamonds and other gemstones easily, because they’re useful for magic in general. But I fear that the gods of Golarion would take offense, if we—”

Meanwhile, downstairs, the door swings open. "Horse day! Yes! Love horse day at Milliways." A burning horse clatters inside on the bright bell tones of mithril horseshoes. She could fly, but Agnika likes making noise.