'Ahhh... Man, I don't think I could ever stand not having a pack of cigs like this...'

I thought to myself as I took a drag from the God-given stick in between my fingers, exhaling a cloud of smoke into the chilly Alaskan air. I relaxed myself more into the bench I was on, my bags of groceries on either side of me. I stared up at the mid-afternoon sun in the sky, just taking pleasure in watching the clouds roll by like sea turtles on a beach.

'What more could a guy ask for on a day like this?'

Eventually, I let my gaze wander around the area, drinking in the beautiful Alaskan landscape. Snow covered rooftops and buildings stretched out a small ways, before ultimately giving way to the vast, snowy countryside. I could make out the forest nearby that separated Bettles from Evansville, it's trees laden with vast collections of the tears of winter.

I blinked, stopping just as I was about to take a puff of my cigarette.

"...Shit, Noella really is rubbing off on me," I cursed, before chuckling to myself. Damn woman.

"Having a good time?" came a posh voice from nowhere, and I couldn't help but jump, dropping my cigarette in the process.

I cursed again at this, sending a mild glare in the direction of- I blinked as I took in her appearance. She was wearing a full outfit of Victorian-era clothes, tail coat, vest, slacks and all. She even had a top hat, a cane, and a masquerade mask.

She giggled behind her gloved hand, seeming to have noticed my staring. "Sorry, was I interrupting something?"

I sighed, then flipped the lid on my pack of cigarettes and plucked one of the sticks out. "Nah, it's fine, no worries." After fishing out my lighter and lighting the thing up, I stuffed it into my mouth and took another drag. I glanced back to the woman. She was still there. "Did you need something?" I queried.

"I'm glad you asked," she said with a bright, disarming smile. I narrowed my eyes. Something smells like trouble. She pulled a strange smartphone out of her coat pocket as she continued talking, "You see, I have this cellphone here," she wiggled the phone in her hand, "But I have no need for it." She stabbed her cane into the hard-packed ice on the side of the road, then pulled another phone out, one way more expensive looking, covered in silver and gold plating and even rubies. She held it out to me. "See?"

Something still didn't sound right, but I decided to play along. "Alright, and? What's that got to do with me?"

Her smile grew. I did not like how it looked. "Well, I figured that since I have one phone just sitting around, I might as well give it to someone, and you were the first person I found."

My eyes narrowed even further. "This sounds like a scam to me."

The woman laughed. "Oh, hardly, my dear boy." She recovered quickly, then smirked. "I don't expect to give this out for nothing, after all."

I frowned, taking the cigarette out of my mouth and raising a brow at her, turning my head fully to her. "Yeah? How much you asking for? A thousand?"

She laughed again. "Oh no no no, not at all," she smirked again, putting her own phone back in her pocket and grabbing and twirling her cane around before pointing at my pack of cigarettes with it. "I think those are a good enough trade."

I stroked my beard in thought, thinking it all over. 'This sounds way too fishy.' I tilted my head back and forth, then looked to my pocket. 'Then again, I do need a new phone...' I thought it over for a spell, the woman simply waiting patiently for my answer. The fact that she asked for my cigarettes was admittedly fishy, but it was hard to link that to an actual scam. Not like she could drug me with them without giving them back first, and she couldn't get any of my information from them. Still, though... I decided to look her in the eyes to be certain of her honesty. When I did, I found nothing nefarious in the golden windows to her soul, which felt...somewhat odd, considering the proposal she just gave me, but I felt compelled to trust her. So, with a heavy sigh, I closed the lid on my pack and offered it to her.

"Fine. Here," I conceded.

She smiled, taking it and giving me the cellphone. As soon as I took it, though, my vision spun, my head hurt like hell, and I wobbled on the bench.

"What...the hell...?" I managed to get out, before my sight was replaced by the abyss of unconsciousness.

When I woke up, it was because it felt like someone had stabbed my eyes. I screamed bloody murder, only for those screams to be muffled by a mouthful of...something. It was like eating fat, yet straight up plants at the same time. My howls of pain swiftly reached a new level as I suddenly felt like someone was forcing my bones to grow, and then breaking them over and over again all at once. However, it was again muffled by the plants and fat.

Another searing lance of pain shot through me, this time in my nose, the sensation feeling akin to huffing pure flames. My screams were muffled again, and I started to feel nauseous. My ears were next, and it felt like someone was tearing off the skin inside and reworking it from the ground up. I lost track of time, not sure if minutes or hours had passed since this unholiest of tortures started.

I screamed until my throat started to burn, but someone or something kept forcing me to chew and swallow the plants and fat in my mouth. I can't recall how many times I bit my tongue or cheek. I can't recall how many times I retched, spilling vomit and what tasted like blood onto myself.

Each time I did, though, more plants and fat was shoveled into my mouth, in a never ending cycle.

All I knew was pain, until finally, I felt the bliss of blacking out.

"What in the name of the gods...?" Luna said in confusion. She lit her horn, attempting to reach out to her moon, but her attempt to link failed. She brought a hoof up to her horn, tapping it as if it were a faulty microphone. "I'm certain my magic isn't to blame, so what in the name of the gods is going on?" Once more she sent out her magical senses to the moon, trying to grab hold of it, but just as the past few tries, her touch seemed to be simply smacked away by another force.

She furrowed her brow, staring up at her moon, seeing it move on it's own now. "If my moon won't respond to me, then I shall try my stars." With this decree, she tried to use her magic to shift the stars in the night sky. However... "What the Tartarus?!" she cried, watching as suddenly, and without warning, a white, magical rip tore through the sky. "Is that...the Worldcloak?!?!"

Luna watched on with wide and horrified eyes as the rip in the sky grew and grew and grew until suddenly, with a loud, resounding VOORRRRIP, the Wordcloak tore open, and the true night sky was revealed.

Luna fell down onto her plot, her body shaking in fright at the spectacle she just witnessed. "It can't be..." Numerous ponies in the streets below were making their own cries of alarm, slowly jostling Luna back to composure with their own fright. Luna shook her head to clear it, and her eyes hardened. "I must tell sister quickly." With that and a burst of blue light, Luna disappeared, off to warn her sister.

The Day had come.

When I started to come to, all I could hear was wildlife, like Mother Nature was making her own wake-up call for me. Much as I preferred it after that hell, I wasn't sure I wanted to wake. Still, I couldn't stay asleep, so with a bit of a groan, I opened my eyes and slowly sat up, taking in my surroundings.

I saw forest all around me, but... The trees looked different from the ones I knew of. Not oak, not sycamore or birch, or even pine. It just looked...different. The bushes were much the same. Sure, there were some blueberries, but almost every other bush or shrub looked way different from any kind I'd known.

And that's saying something, considering I hunt and camp out pretty often.

Looking skywards, through the small opening in the canopy, allowed me to tell it was at least mid-day, so that told me something at least. The sky wasn't black or flashing with random colors like that...place. 'Which is a huge relief.' I shivered at the memory. This was when I realized I should check my body for any signs of whatever the fuck happened back in that inky, black hell.

"What the fuck?" I swore in confusion as I took in my appearance.

I had a full set of armor on, full medieval style. Gauntlets, pauldrons, and elbow guards covered my arms, all made of what I could only guess was steel. Underneath that was scale mail, and over the scale mail shirt was a medallion of a screaming eagle. Covering most of my body was a heavy, white leather coat with leather trousers covering my legs as well as some sabatons for my feet.

"What the absolute fuck happened to me?" I asked no-one, giving my outfit another look over whilst patting my body down to check for any signs of injury. I found nothing out of order, and I felt just fine. Better than before, even. With growing worry and confusion, I tried to check my pockets, but found I had none. "What the hell is going on here?!" I cried, cradling my head in my hands. "First I lose my fucking cigarettes, then I get sent to some freaky abyss, and now all my shit is gone!?" I ranted, before letting out a scream of pure rage. "WHY?! FUCKING WHY?!"

I picked up an errant rock and threw it at a tree with another scream of rage. "That fucking bitch! SHE did this! If she hadn't come around none of this would have happened!" I threw another rock. "Fuck!" Another. "Fuck!!" And another. "FUCK!!"

It took a while for me to calm down after that. My life was essentially ruined. Everything I needed was gone. My credit card, my keys and wallet, hell, even my crappy-ass phone! All gone. Likely forever, to boot. But eventually, and after a few deep breaths, I regained a modicum of composure. It was only after I had that I started to try and think through what had happened.

"Okay Durin, think. How could this have happened?" I rubbed my eyes, then blinked a few times and looked around before continuing my line of thought. "This doesn't feel like a dream. Too clear for that, not to mention I've never had a dream with this level of detail or realism," I put a hand to my chin, running my fingers through my beard. "Why would she take my stuff and give me all this armor, anyway? Not to mention dragging me out here." I looked around. "Certainly doesn't look like anywhere in Alaska, so I've gotta be a fair ways away from home. Why would she drag me out here after taking my stuff? To murder me?" I frowned, then shook my head. "No, I'd be dead already if that was the case. Can't be rape, either, else I'd be tied up as well, or at least drugged. So the only other logical explanation is that she's trying to steal from me. Probably already at my house by now and ransacking it."

I sighed heavily, slumping a little. "Goddammit..." I swore. With another sigh, I stood up. "Guess I might as well try and salvage the situation." I put my hands on my hips. "First thing I'll need to do is find water, then food. To do that, I'm gonna need weapons and tools, which means I'll need something to store them in. Basic inventory space." As soon as I said inventory, a number of floating, transparent and dark blue screens appeared in my vision, and I jumped. "What the shit?!" I cried, stumbling back.

Dozens of midnight blue squares now took up 30% of my vision. One grouping of them was in the top left corner, with the words 'Inventory' above them. Right next to that was a smaller bundle labeled 'Coins' and 'Ammo.' Below all that, on the lower left hand corner, was a strange assortment of squares with the words 'Crafting' above them. Finally, on the far lower right hand corner was three columns of squares in varying shades of green with faded pictures of clothes, armor, rings, and...bows?

I stared at the apparent inventory menu, eyes wide. I rubbed my eyes vigorously, then looked again. It was all still there. Smacking my face twice and looking again yielded the same result. I had only one answer to all this. It was the only logical conclusion, the only thing that could explain this.

"That bitch must've drugged me somehow," I concluded.

That was all I could think of. I mean, I was seeing the same inventory menu that was in Terraria! But, the more I thought about it, the more grim realizations came to mind. She couldn't have drugged me just by handing me a phone. After all, I'd never heard of someone getting knocked out via a drug lathered all over a cell phone. That just didn't happen.

And if that was true, then... My eyes widened. "No..." I fell to my hands and knees, unable to believe that realization, but unable to deny it. If this wasn't caused by a drug, then it had to be real. Either that, or whatever happened in that void messed with me so bad I was hallucinating. But I wasn't sure.

So, I came up with a theory. If I could interact with the menu, then there was a lower chance I was crazy. Looking through said menu, I saw a number of items present.

The first few were my armor pieces, all labeled as, 'Eagle School' armor.

One was an 'Arcane Eagle School Medallion' which made me look down at said medallion hanging from my neck. Gently holding it up in my hand, I looked at it in a new light. This medallion was styled pretty similarly to a Witcher medallion...

I hadn't played the Witcher too much, but it was still an awesome game in my book. Still, knowing I had a medallion made like one you'd find on a Witcher, as well as armor from one of the schools, was a little exciting. Though I can't say I recalled any Eagle Schools in the Witcher... I shook my head, trying to get back on track.

Moving on, I found a 'Warding Guild Seal' in one of the slots. It looked like that weird seal from that game Noella always asked me to play with her. If I recalled correctly, it was called Fable. Also a pretty fun game. Got surprisingly deep sometimes, which was what I liked about it.

Then there was something that made me a bit less upset. In one of the inventory slots was an 'Infinite Cigarette Pack'. I will admit, seeing that gave me some measure of comfort.

Next on the list were my tools, which included a 'Light Copper Pickaxe', a 'Light Copper Axe' and two swords, a 'Legendary Hero's Sword' as well as a 'Sharp Witcher's Silver Sword.' I even had a 'Rapid Hero's Pistol.' It looked like I had a mix and match of gear from all three games, which was strange to say the least. And while this situation was far from the best, I couldn't deny living out my boyhood dream of physically experiencing a game was exciting.

But all my excitement went out the window when I saw the next item. It stopped me short, previous excitement forgotten, staring at the final item in my inventory. The Cell Phone. I grit my teeth, and, deciding to finally test my theory, I tried to will it into my hand.

It didn't work at first, what with me being new to, well, having my world turned upside down, but after discovering I didn't have to try and pull from some 'deep pit in my very being', I got it, and the object appeared in my hand. Apparently I only had to think of and literally will it into existence. I hadn't gotten a good look of it back when that hag tricked me but now that I had the chance, I could tell it was a solid piece of tech.

For one, it was made of solid platinum and gold, with the power button and volume buttons being made of that gold with the platinum making up the rest of the body. The screen was black since it wasn't on, and featureless. There wasn't any markings that I could see from any manufacturer or carrier, so this phone was definitely on the exotic side. I clenched my fist as the memory came back to me, but managed to calm myself down with a few deep breaths.

Getting angry would get me nowhere right now.

I sighed. "Well, might as well see if she gave me a shitty phone or not," I decided, pressing the golden power button. The screen flared to life, and after a short showing of the Guild Seal with my Medallion in the center along with a grassy backdrop, the home screen popped up, complete with a clock and apps.

"Let's see...weather app, fishing app, lunar calendar app, treasure app, monster tracker app, headhunter app..." I listed off all the apps as I scrolled through them. So far, it seemed like it was just all the same stuff the Cell Phone did in Terraria. It even had the elevation, my current speed, my DPS, and a 'Teleport Home' button, just like it did in game. Then I noticed four final apps, labeled simply 'Training', 'Music', 'Notes' and 'Void Web'.

Curious, I tapped the training app, deciding to leave the other three for later. Immediately I was greeted to a page filled with text.

Have a good sleep, my boy? I hope so, because you have a lot to do now! But let's not get ahead ourselves, hm? First up, you're probably wondering who I am, or why I sent you here. Unfortunately, because of a previous trade I made, I'm not allowed to tell you why I sent you here. Fortunately, I can tell you who I am.

My name is Trader. Nice to meet you!

I grit my teeth at the smarm so easily present in the words, but kept reading nonetheless.

Now, before we get down to business, please tap the button on the screen.

Seeing the little hourglass icon, I tapped it, and was rewarded with a huge countdown clock appearing below the main clock. Quirking a brow and forgetting some of my earlier anger, I read on, seeing the previous bits of text disappear whilst new text replaced it.

Good work! Now we can get to the important stuff! To start, what you just did there was start the countdown to the Moon Lord's arrival.

My eyes widened. The Moon Lord?! What the fuck?!

You now have four years to prepare. But don't worry! This program will guide you through the steps to becoming a warrior fit to fight such a colossal foe! But you're going to have to fight for every bit of progress you make, I'm afraid. The new monsters of this world aren't push overs, after all.

And what world is this, you ask? Why, it's none other than the world of Equus, the world of My Little Pony! I do hope you enjoy your stay. Ponies are typically quite a nice bunch, after all. I'm sure you'll fit right in!

Now, the final bit of info is that you are not, as you may think, alone. At least, not in circumstances. You see, there are hundreds, if not thousands more people like you who have been in your situation. They are called Displaced. You might find their Tokens, or calling cards, as I call them, on your journey, so keep an eye out, alright, sweetie?

Oh! And you can make your own too, if you want. Just focus on your inner flame, on yourself, and will it forth. Using an item to attach this will to goes a long way as well. I'd recommend choosing something that symbolizes you.

Now, with all that said, go ahead and check the other programs on this app and get started on your training!

Ta ta~!

-Trader

It took a long span of time for me to process everything that I had just read. Many feelings swam about in my head from all this. Anger, resentment, worry, fear, loss, regret... I didn't know what else to do. This was all just way too much. I was trying to deny it all, but everything I knew so far told me I couldn't, that this was the truth.

And that scared me.

Slowly, I curled up in a ball, and wept. I wasn't in Alaska. I wasn't in North America. I wasn't even on Earth. How could I be? Earth, hell, to my knowledge, the universe, didn't let you fucking summon up a full on RPG inventory menu. No. I was in another world. Another universe.

Without my family.

Without my friends.

...Without a home.

EDIT: Added a new intro, tell me what you think!

Alright folks, this is the final new Displaced story I'm going to be making. If I can help it, at least. Any others that appear from here on out will be sequels to existing stories. Other than that, there might be a few one shots.

Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Please, let me know down below what you liked, or disliked. Give me constructive criticism. I'd love to hear what you all think.

Thanks for reading!

-Timeless Celestial