Sixty years have passed since Samson returned from, what the four princesses called, 'the void'. Samson quickly adjusted to life, and the first step was finally naming his son: Stalwart Shield. A fitting name for an unborn foal who lost his life to save his unborn sister. He ended up becoming a rather rare spectacle, being the only human to remain in Equestria.

There were others who earned the right to stay, but unlike Sam, they didn't return. Sam never really stopped getting absolutely terrible luck. Just about anywhere he went there was somepony who wanted to pick a fight with him. For a while, it got so bad he had to have security protecting him most of the time. For me, it was a sad time, and their was also our first daughter: Summer Song.

She wasn't entirely pony, and not long after Samson came back, she began to show it. Her teeth were the first change; instead of all flat teeth, she had human teeth. Teeth meant to eat meat. Her stomach could handle a little, but growing up in a town where she was the only one that could didn't end up too well. She was bullied so harshly Samson had to go to the educational board in Canterlot to get something done. If it wasn't for the fact that Princess Celestia decided to sit in on it that something was done. After all, after the kind teacher Cheerilee was promoted, the new teacher didn't exactly treat Summer like any other pony. It was ten years, around the time Summer turned sixteen, that things really turned around for her. That isn't part of the bad news, so let me save it for a little later on.

The good included Samson having a second foal with his first herd-mate, Octavia. Another daughter named 'Silver Wind'. Unlike their first daughter, this one was a pegasus, and instead of taking after her father's teeth, she took after one of his eyes. Her left eye was purple, but the right one was brown. It lead to some...interesting situations as well, but compared to her older sister, nothing that they couldn't solve themselves.

With the downtime they got, they finally were in the business of making new business. Originally, they helped support themselves by making records and doing jobs with Vinyl, but Samson wanted to do something else. He eventually made a family restaurant. Like a lot of businesses, it was slow at first, and the few investors were about to pull the plug when an old friend needed a place to entertain some guests at the last moment.

It was Vinyl Scratch, and she brought with her many famous groups that would eventually spread the word of the restaurant themselves. When they spread the word just around town, it was an avalanche. Samson and Octavia never needed for money, or work, for the rest of their careers. They eventually retired and began teaching cooking and music to those that sought it.

Samson used some of the money he earned to start two organizations. 'Siblings 'R Us': a charity meant to help those who weren't adopted to understand the joys of family; and 'Recovery': an organization meant to help those who became addicted to drugs. Both became major organizations and, along with Samson's restaurant, became world renowned. Even though their tastes were vastly different, his restaurant became the only one to cater in both Canterlot, and Gryphindor, the capitol of the griffin kingdom.

As for his effects, they grew even greater thanks to his relationship with Queen Cicada. Though her hive was the target of quite a bit of scrutiny, things eventually came to an amazing conclusion. When it turned out Chrysalis was more alive than thought, she having hid in the world of humans to recover, it was Queen Cicada who defeated her and gave her to Equestria for punishment.

After so long, even Princess Cadenza relinquished, and formed a lasting bond with the young queen. Later, she would go on to help make peace in countries where changelings lived, finally allowing their acceptance into the world stage as equals. Since they need others to live, they didn't have a kingdom of their own, but their alliance brought new harmony to the world stage.

That isn't to say a few wars didn't break out as well, a few hives tried to use their new positions to take over their host countries. Usually the first to go against them, Cicada again showed her allegiance to a peaceful, and equal existence. It is still up for debate as to how deep a relationship she really shared with Samson, but as for my opinion, she was the second sister he got in this life.

The first, of course, was Vinyl Scratch. One of his best friends who helped him find love, and mother of Bass Beats. She is now usually called the 'Mortal Goddess of Music' for her affect on the emerging 'modern' music that became her trade mark. She was beautiful, she was good, and she knew a good time when she saw it. She kept her home near Ponyville, but she and her husband, Neon Lights, had to travel constantly. They got around this by leaving their son with Samson and his herd. Looking from outside, you would almost see Bass Beats as another of Samson's foals.

She is still known for only keeping two things on her body at all times. The ring her husband gave her, and the necklace Samson got her. They were her prized possessions. Right up until her tragically early death at the age of sixty-three. It was due to her body simply being unable to continue with her living habits, but I know she would never change a thing. Samson was...devastated, and the musical world was never the same after her.

Her legacy didn't end there though, her son Bass Beats had fallen in love with music, and when Summer Song added her voice to the mix, they brought the dying style of Jazz music back to life. He dabbled in blues, and made a huge splash whenever he released a blues song with Summer Song. It came as no surprise when, at the age of twenty-three, Bass Beats proposed to Summer Song and were married. A lot of ponies tried to get in the way, either from their beliefs or for more...personal reasons. In the end, their attempts did nothing, and the world didn't get a chance to move that spotlight either. It was three months later that they announced their pregnancy to the world. They ended up with a large family for a monogamous relationship with six foals.

Samson never once let any of this get to his head though, he stayed true and strong to his family, stepping in and out where needed, and finally settling down for a more happy life. He still had the occasional surprise in his life, but compared to the hells he experienced before his mysterious return to Equestria, they were nothing. He never again fell prey to the nightmares he possessed as well, his subconscious only giving him bad dreams when he was stressed out about something.

As for his friend in Canterlot, Princess Luna and her herd of Chaotic Note and Reddened Chaos, well, not much is truly known for a fact that can be revealed. Chaotic Note was involved in a lot of secretive missions that will probably never see the light of day again. As for Reddened Chaos, well, he just never made any other major mark on history until his death. An accident nearly destroyed half a town while Princess Luna was on inspection and he threw himself into a lethal situation to ensure the safety of the citizens. He was put to sleep to ease his suffering, as his death was akin to 'severe radiation poisoning'. He is still said to have died with a smile on his face. Luna never bore an heir to him, but did to Chaotic Note. One, little, unicorn filly. I will only write her name as 'Lilac'. And to provide her, and her foals, their privacy to live their lives, her tale ends here.

Sadly, all good things must come to an end, and that is where our story picks up, for the very, last, time.

"Sam. Time to wake up sleepy head, it's passed noon."

Two mares, one young, one old sat on either side of the human named Samson as he got up. Age had been relatively kind to him according to his own words. He had plenty of wrinkles, and although white, he had kept his hair. Even after all the worries doctors had, he continued to walk just fine without more help than the occasional cane. He was still an old man though, and he loved waking up in the afternoon.

"I'm up, dears, I'm up."

With a groan, he sat up, and in a moment, his forehead collided softly with two more. It was a ritual they followed every morning for over forty years. Instead of giving each other a kiss, he would bring us in, and we would touch foreheads. It was a way to reaffirm our bond, as there was no need for more than just contact, but if anypony needed a kiss, we were close enough to make it happen.

As we pulled back, I took another look at Octavia, now an old mare. Her coat, once so vibrant and lustrous, was now dim and dull. Her eyes had glazed over a bit, the start of her cataracts coming back once more. As an Earth Pony, her body refused the limitations of age. She was more than ready to live another thirty years easily with her strength. Even the longest lived mare, Granny Apple Smith lived until she was well over two hundred years old. If not for her injuries from the night she and Samson were kidnapped by Blueblood, she would probably be walking around, instead of being confined to her wheelchair. As our routine began, getting out of bed and the such, Octavia and I noticed Samson taking some time longer than usual to leave the bed and get dressed.

"Sam, is something the matter?" Octavia beat me to the punch, but without a word, I understood. Today was going to be the day that would truly test us.

"Do you two remember, when I said some humans know when their time has come?"

With tears in our eyes, we embraced him, and he embraced us back. "I...honestly have been expecting it for a while now."

"Damn it! Damn it, damn it, damn it!"

I couldn't help myself, and even after Rarity moved away, I stayed close through letters. I had already felt the loss of a friend after what happened to Vinyl, but this was my husband of more than half a century. When the tears finally stopped, we separated, and brought the news to Celestia and Luna. They took it rather well, but behind their masks, we could see their tears. The last human in Equestria would soon be gone, and Equestria would not be the same to anypony who truly knew him. We called up the family that was in Canterlot, a few grandfoals, and our daughter who was in Manehatten. She swore she would be here to say good-bye, though I doubted it. As I put it down, I find Samson sitting in the castle throne room, acting like nothing was out of the ordinary. He made some joke I couldn't hear, driving Luna and Celestia into throngs of laughter. I ran to be with them, Octavia coming into view from her wheelchair, parked up against a wall. As i reached Samson, he seemed...calm, for just saying he was going to die today.

"What is wrong with you? How can you be so...so calm, in the face of death!"

I was upset, and scared. The princesses wanted to say something, but Samson, knowing me so well, stopped them with a wave of his hand.

"There isn't much I can do, Twi. Time is not cruel, never stopping, never slowing, and neither is Death, taking even those who are wanted and needed, all to satiate the drive of life. These two entities have their jobs, and I won't have them stop for me."

"You, I, you...aaah!"

With a sudden groan, I rushed back to our room. My emotions were going crazy, and I didn't want to yell at my loved ones, not when one is about to leave me. I quickly shut the door, and forgetting to lock it, laid down on the bed, and cried. It was about four minutes later when I realized I was no longer alone in the room; looking to the side, I saw Samson, patiently waiting for me.

"How long-"

"Doesn't really matter, dear. What does matter, is why. I knew you would be the most upset, after all, this will only get worse for you. So I decided to do something that you would enjoy. I wrote a book for you. It is proof-read by a good friend, and sadly, I can't finish it. I want you to finish it for me, and give it a title."

I was flabbergasted. His last day on Equestria, and he gives me a book to write. I was about to yell at him when he continued.

"It is the story of us, you, Tavi, and me, but I can't write the last little bit by myself. It is something I made, so you could always remember Tavi and I, and always remember us."

He handed it towards me, a simple book, bound in a hard-back shell. I quickly open it, and I see the many, many written pages. I felt...foolish, for doubting Samson after all of these years, and warmth floods my heart as I realize what he has given me.

"Do you want to hear a little theory some people believe back on Earth?" Brought out of my thoughts, I nod to him, curious as to what he is about to tell me. "We never die, so long as someone remembers us. Thus, we can attain immortality."

"I...can see that here, but on Earth? No one is immortal."

He chuckled at that, his happiness becoming contagious.

"That is the beauty of the theory, that doesn't matter. With every friend or loved one, we mix our hearts, taking a piece of theirs, and replacing it with a piece of ours. In the end, we can become a part of everyone, and in doing so, become immortal."

It was certainly a nice thought, and I wanted to believe it. It was then, that a few of our grandfoals arrived. With all the mirth he could muster, Samson went on to greet them all. Many had taken the rest of the day off of work, their bosses letting them come say...goodbye. Secretly, I had hoped he was wrong, but looking now, I realize something. He can't feel much anymore. One of our great-grandfoals was holding his leg tight, but he didn't know until he looked down.

He ended up spending the rest of the day lying in bed, our room filling with more and more of our family. It was surprising to know just how big our little family had become. It was about eight at night when Summer Song and Bass Beats arrived. They had with them one of our great-grandfoals they had been looking after while her parents were going from place to place.

"Dad!" With a tired, sad gate, Summer Song came to Samson's side, age was kind to her too. She had become very beautiful when she turned eighteen, and even now, it would be hard to believe she is long past her prime. Rarity still wants her secrets. As he turned to her, I finally saw the signs. He was far beyond tired now, but he wanted those around him to be able to say goodbye. As the little great-grandfoal made her way to Samson's side, she put on one of the biggest smiles I have seen on such a young filly.

"Hello great-grandfather!" With a shift, Samson returned the smile in kind.

"Well hello there! And what is your name, little filly?"

"Her name is Musical Apple, Dad. She wants to be a musician."

Summer Song barely managed to say it through her tears, but I guess years of singing sad songs sort of prepared her for it. In a single motion, he put his hand on her little head, ruffling her black mane up.

"I see, Musical Apple. So, I heard you like music?" He closed his eyes, a gentle smile on his face as she replies.

"Yes sir!" She giggled, and Sam's hand fell off.

The already quiet room fell silent as it slowly dawned on us. Samson...had just passed. As the room erupted into tears, I merely stared at Samson, and watched as his own soul emerged. I had been told this is what happens, but this was the first time I had ever seen it. I guess it was the benefit of being here, at this time. I watched him go, and hug everypony in the room. He stopped before me, looking as he did in his prime. It was then that I noticed Octavia at my side, crying her eyes out. I hugged her as tight as I could, and he hugged the two of us, our foreheads connecting one last time. As we separated, I noticed a light in the window; I turned to look, and noticed a woman, a human woman, standing in the windowsill. She had long brown hair, but beyond that, I couldn't tell that much.

"Sorry Twilight, looks like my ride came to pick me up. I know we will meet again, and I don't just mean when somepony else passes." With a smile and a nod, he left and took the woman' hand. "Let's go, mom. I have a lot of stories for you."

And with that, he disappeared.

Author's Notes:

Thank you all for joining me on the journey of Samson Broquer. thank you all, for the year, and more, of this journey into the life and times of just one man in a world of ponies. There may be more, extra chapters and the such, but for now, with a happy heart in mind, we go from 'incomplete' to 'complete'.

For those wondering, Vinyl did NOT OD, she just died earlier than expected due to her high-tension life style (lots of alcohol and liver damage is what I am getting at).