If you are reading this then you are about to see things I haven’t said to anyone. It will probably be rather emotional for me but that doesn’t matter. If you want to skip my rant and read the final chapter, go to the first thing you see in bold.

The project The Vortex Chronicles is now discontinued and will never been seen again. I released TheVortexEquilizer: Bronyhood on FimFiction a less than a week ago and it wasn’t a big hit. Probably hated more than loved, it scored 7 dislikes in 12 hours and 3 likes in the whole time it’s been there. I am never going to use my accounts on both Fim and Fanfiction again as I will no longer be writing. I will probably no longer be a brony too and remove all evidence of me being one, which includes my brony youtube channel that was never used (in exception for my email because I use it for games). Here’s why:

When I uploaded my story to fimfiction I was unaware that there were fanfic groups totally dedicated to being awful. My story successfully got into five of them and the feeling of it really weighed me down. Now, I don’t handle certain emotions very well and some things hit me really hard such as: stress, anxiety, embarrassment and nervousness. This however, was a feeling I have never felt and it made me feel terrible. So terrible I actually felt physically sick. No really, for the past few days I have felt like I could throw up any second.

People judged my fic on what they could see in front of them, not the hidden message I was going to send.

Let me tell you something. In New Zealand where I live, our childhood teachers always encourage you to put yourself out into the world. They would tell us that people will always judge and you can’t do anything about it, so respect their opinion and don’t drag others down just because you disapprove of something. On fimfiction that rule doesn’t seem to exist. If you were to do even the slightest thing wrong it will be put into a group of fanfics that is specifically there to shun you and bring you down instead of motivating you to do better next time. Even if you fix your mistake it doesn’t change anything. It is basically like putting a sign on someone’s back saying in bright red ‘THIS PERSON WRITES HORRIBLE FANFICS’ for the whole world to see, and I got five of them. FIVE! WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?

It is very sad that I had to stop writing because I was enjoying it AND some people were enjoying it too. The whole point of The Vortex Chronicles was to tell a story about my life so that people might have a chance to understand how I feel about my life as a brony. No, I’m not going through a stage of depression. Here is what my story was going to represent:

Before I became a brony and wrote fanfics, I transcribed music in my spare time. Eventually I found the MLP theme song on a channel where I was transcribing stuff from. This made me curious because there were grown men that were older than me watching the show and eventually I persuaded myself to watch the first episode. After watching that I realised I actually liked it and continued to watch every single video out there. I became addicted to it and after only four days I had watched every episode from start to finish up to season 5 episode 12 and waited in anticipation for the 13 episode to be released. After that had come out I got bored waiting for the second half of the season to come out and started searching things on ‘mlp irl’. I found tons of videos and fanfics where people would edit in ponies into the real world. I then came across the video of ‘My Little Dashie’ and it made me very sad that I was crying for an hour straight. I usually am as a ‘heartless’ person because I never smiled, laughed, cried or even talked in general and the fact I had a preferability to the cold. So to brighten my mood I again searched up and found the fanfic ‘a wish come true’ by frontdoor6. This gave me an inspiration to write my little pony fanfics on fanfiction. And so Two Dimensions, One Destiny was born. Once the first chapter was released and I had started working on the second, I looked at the viewer stats and noticed that a few hundred people had read what I had released. So then I thought up of a prequel to the story that I would run at the same time, thus TheVortexEquilizer: Bronyhood was created. For the first time I was truly happy and felt like I had a purpose in this world. Soon after roughly seven chapters in 2 D, 1 D and three chapters in TVE: B, I was pulled away from my computer because some of my very good friends had some form of a fallout which then became a six way argument. Me being the mellow middle man, I had to try to sort things out, I failed miserably and one of my friends left to Australia while one keeps fighting with the now remade couple. I still have to put up with it even now. This kept me from my brony life and when things had settled a bit I just got lazy and stopped writing completely. I had reverted back to my old life again. Soon after, the second half of season five came out and yet again I was becoming motivated to write. So I decided to revive my fanfics and create a proper storyline to it, The Vortex Chronicles. Then I released my first fanfic on fimfiction, TheVortexEquilizer: Bronyhood. [After that it was going to show how hard it was to keep my secret from the world outside as I knew even if people knew I was a brony and didn’t mind, they would still see me as a person that is not (My Name) but as Vortex the brony. I used the build up to the time where I went insane in The Coming of Insanity (4th story in The Vortex Chronicles) to show this. Then I left Equestria to search for the Elements of Insanity to bring them back to Equestria so that they could see what had happened in their absence and hope that they may become The Elements of Harmony once again.] *Everything in the brackets before the star is supposed to represent what would happen when I finally come to accept the fact that I was a brony and others should know that I am whatever should come to pass.

But here I am now, telling you my story because people didn’t give me a chance. So none of this will ever happen.

If you have read the first chapter than you might recognise this:
[No one ever truly knew me, besides being known as 'The Nobody' by the other orphans. The headmistress wasn't the most supportive of people and always shamed you in some way if you did even the slightest of thing wrong. I never said anything to anything to anyone, scared of revealing my true abilities. I had no one to look up to, no one who cared for me. My life was miserable. Really, it just plain sucked. The one thing that diverted my attentions and kept me vaguely happy was a computer I found under a loose floorboard under my bed. I found it when I was bored one day and decided to barricade the door to my room to keep people out. It was rather lucky it came with a charger too or else I would have used the power up within a day. And what did I do? Played games and watched YouTube.
Several miserable years of my life rolled on by and roughly around the time I was 16 the newly released My Little Pony had come out and I started watching it. Don't judge me I was truly miserable and thought it might brighten my mood.]
This was there to show what my life was like before I discovered my little pony and then what I thought about it when I did find it. I’ve spent my whole life so far trying to find what I was good at and enjoyed but things have just dragged me down ever since I became a brony. I was only a random guy who was extremely anti-social, who spent hours on his computer with headphones because he liked transcribing songs back then. I had no purpose.

Sadly, all good things must come to an end. I’m no longer a brony and I will probably go back to transcribing songs because that and being miserable seems to be the only things I’m good at.

Remember that anything I write is meant to represent something in my life. As for an end to my series, well it may not be what you or I would want but here goes nothing:

Chapter 4 - The End

After a long time of peace and happiness I realised that I couldn’t stay in Equestria forever. It was not my real world. Heck, I would sure come to miss it but the memories are definitely worth the time coming. Sometimes it is great to have an amazing memory, even if you always end up remembering the bad things. I had told Razziel that I could no longer live in Equestria and surprisingly, he understood. He said that if I felt the urge to return home then that was my destiny. So later that day I went to Canterlot to ask Celestia if she could return me home.

“Celestia?” I called.

From behind me I heard a “Yes?” And there was Princess Celestia and Princess Luna standing, silently waiting for me to say something.

I took a deep breath in… “You may not like what I have to say but I shall say it anyway… I want to return home.”

I looked towards the two alicorns to see two confused faces. “But Vortex, I thought you wanted a new life?” Said Celestia.

I nodded. “I do, and everything that has happened to me here was the best thing that has happened to me, however this place… This world is not my home.”

“We understand, but returning back to your home would be easier by portal for you wouldn’t it?” Said Luna.

Again I nodded. “But I can only travel to places I can see, either in picture or in reality.”

“I understand, but if I send you back you will only have a few hours left to live,” Celestia said gravely.

I gave a watery smile. “Don’t worry about me, just remember me for the good things I did.”

The sisters looked at each other and came to a silent agreement. “We will send you back,” Luna said.

“You will be missed Isaac,” Celestia said.

Then the two alicorns moved off to each side of me and spoke in unison, horns flashing in the colours of their realm. “Send the alicorn Vortex back to the world he came from, return his life back to normal and let him live his final moments in happiness.”

I was surrounded in a white light that obscured my vision, all I could here was the sound of the Princess’ voices getting more distant. “Goodbye, Isaac.”

Earth:

I awoke to find myself lying on the park bench with my laptop on my lap. I sat up and looked at my forehooves, which were hands once more. “Better make the most of what time I had left,” I thought, putting down my laptop and ran off.

The next day:

Last night an abandoned orphanage was burnt to the ground and the charred body of a homeless man was found and identified soon after the fire was extinguished. The cause for the fire is uncertain but it is suspected that the homeless man was Isaac, who was raised up in the orphanage, had started the fire because of past experiences at the orphanage but failed to escape before the roof came down on him.

His funeral was arranged but no one knows anything about his family. Only until after this was established two sisters and apparently friends to Isaac had come to say their goodbyes to him and disappeared without a trace shortly after.

The only remaining evidence on the scene of the fire was a dead tree with the words “All good things must come to an end, so make them the best thing that ever happened to you,” scribed onto the tree trunk.

This will be the last thing I ever write publically and for the final time, cya later everpony and brohoof to you all. /)