The room I woke up in was devoid of any furniture, or even patterning. The ceiling, floor, and all four walls were an eye-aching pure white except for a huge set of doors with my name carved into their surface.

“So you're awake, little one,” a voice from behind me said. “Do you know where you stand?”

“Well if the door is any sort of clue,” I said as I turned to face the voice “I’m in your realm, Truth.”

Besides myself and the doors Truth was the only thing in the blank expanse that had definition. Inasmuch as a three dimensional white silhouette of a human surrounded by dots of black so thick the outlined said silhouette could.

“So you do know! Remarkable!” Truth stated. “So you know where you are and who I am, but do you know why you're here?”

“I'm dead aren't I?” I deadpanned. “FMA Alchemy doesn't exist in my Verse, so I couldn't have created a human homunculus and transferred a human soul into the vessel. The only other time I can think of that would have anybody meeting you would be when a living being died”

“Had to happen sometime. No mortal escapes death’s embrace. That world has ended and there is no resetting the world as it was.” Truth responded as it approached me. “ Though your life doesn't end here. No if you want you can live a new and more exciting life or you can return home and live on as Dakota Brown.”

“You’re telling me that though I died because of my relatively good life I get to choose my destiny from this point on.” I frowned in suspicion remembering who I was dealing with. “I know your game Truth and I know that to leave here I have to pay. So before I choose I want to make sure there isn’t some crazy catch.” I say putting my hands together “Show me I have nothing to fear from our deal and I might accept.
If you can’t then let me pass on. I already have enough of my body missing from my birth defects that I don’t need to lose an arm or leg as well.” I said crossing my arms as someone giggled behind me.

“Well aren’t you the smart one!” A voice from behind me mocked.

“GAHHH!” I exclaimed as I recognized the voice, but not the attitude. “Who the fuck are you?” I turned to face the mare who just insulted me.
“You sure as hell aren’t the Twilight Sparkle from the show!”

“Because I’m not. Given the multiple universe theory, I would think that your chances of meeting a Twilight Sparkle exactly like the one aired to your media devices are so astronomically low that it would be as ridiculous as lightning striking you and granting you fame, fortune, immortality, and an irresistibly to members of the opposite sex; all at once!” The Six foot tall lavender brick shithouse of a futanari alicorn said. “Truth summoned me here to be your new body. So I would be less of a dick if I were you. Which is entirely possible if you want to be.”

“Okay, fine. I can accept that,” I said as I turned back Truth. “ what I can’t accept is this: If you’re capable of artificially manufacturing a body for me to inhabit—then why did you think I’d be okay with inhabiting the body of some six feet tall anthropomorphic lavender colored futanari, even if she’s built like a brick shithouse!? And that doesn’t even begin to cover the questionability of the soundness of your decision making. You’d be putting a soul that has barely experienced magic, who doesn’t know what Equestrian magic is supposed to feel like, and has no training whatsoever into the most magic-filled body in all of Equestrian history! And that’s including Starswirl the Bearded. If I can’t expend the magic accumulating inside me, will I blow up or suffer debilitating migraines? Tell me Truth, I really want to know why you chose her for me.”

“Eh-h eh-he.” Truth giggled nervously while stroking his chin. “Thought you’d jump at the chance to be an alicorn princess. Besides you wouldn't need training as you would receive Twilight’s memories and natural talent in magic when you wake up.”

Upon hearing this I felt my jaw drop.“You actually can turn me into her?” I asked jerking my thumb at the drop dead gorgeous anthro female behind me. “Why?”

“Today was a test for humanity. I wanted to see what humanity would do if Discord was let loose on Earth. Most humans became violent and let go of their morals. Some, like you and your family, held on and stayed peaceful. Even your brother, who only broke down after he was convinced you weren’t home and afterward hated himself for what he did. As a reward for this restraint, you all shall get to choose if you want to leave Earth or stay, for after today I’ll reset the world.”

“But will people miss me?”

“No, I'll send a clone in your place who will write your story and live the life you would have lived had you chosen to return to Earth after I’ve reset it.” (That’s me! The guy writing this!)

“Wow, so who is this Twilight?”

“She’s your pony OC.”

I turned to the girl a questioning look on my face and ask, “Tempe?”

Delighted the anthro alicorn rushed up to hug me. “Finally, you recognize me.”

“Squeezing a bit too tight! I can’t breathe!” Even as I say that, I felt my body Shift into the body of the mare who had just been holding me and I sense major alterations happening in my mind. I suddenly had a whole lifetime’s worth of memories as both Tempest Flare, daughter of Luna and Selene di Amor, (Nightmare Moon’s old name) and Twilight Arora Sparkle, daughter of Twilight Velvet and Night Light as well as being the younger sister to Shining Armor. Hidden Dragonoid, student to Celestia and element of both Destiny and Magic. Though I hadn’t actually used the Elements yet.

“Huh,what the?” I said dazed from the new memories. “Truth, tell me something, please?” I asked as I felt my backpack settle onto my back, still filled with everything I had packed/or salvaged from my old home.

“Anything young princess.”

“When I wake up, will I be in a world where my powers will be needed?”

“Yes but, be careful you still have much to learn.”

“Thank you. I’m ready to meet my friends and mothers in person. Not just from my human memories.”

“Looking forward to Pinkie's party are we?”

“In the word of Big Mac, Eyuup.”

Truth laughed at that and the sound shook the room with it’s intensity. “Heh, thanks for that. I haven’t actually laughed in two centuries. Just for that I’ll be nice and add some stuff to your bag every now and then. Have fun!” Truth said as my vision swam and I heard a familiar yet still unknown voice calling for me to; “Wake up!”

“S-spike,”