A Bob Tom Story
My Little Pony: Universal Magic

I have lost so much. I have lost my faith, my friends, and even my family. I have lost so much in my life, it would make a man kill himself than living this nightmare.

I had no intentions for things to turn out this way, but this portal just makes me do things I rather not do. I don’t even have my own will for god’s sake. This portal keeps drawing me back in, like I’m missing a piece to a puzzle that doesn’t exist. I knew I should have listen to them…all of them…all of my friends when they were still there.

As I sit here, in a sleazy hotel, god knows where in another country, far, far away from Equestria and the place that I used to call home. A place where they speak a langue that I can't even fucking speak. IT's some kind of ponified brazil or some shit. All I know is that I woke up with a headache. However I cannot forget what happened last night either.

I remember I was lying down in a pile of rubble, nothing but destruction of poor souls and bad ponies who could think they could get away with whatever they want. I was lying down on some bricks while someone was begging me to put them out of their pain and misery as they were on fire. As I sat up to look around me, I saw nothing but burnt bodies with a particular odor that would make someone puke from within and wish they could choke on it so they wouldn’t have to see what cannot be unseen.

Then I saw someone, limping away from me. His right forearm has been burnt off with burned skin and scars across his entire body. He was afraid of me, as he was trying to run away.

Soon he turned his head towards me and looked at my eyes with fear, as he knew he had been beaten. Soon I used my magic and grabbed a gun out and slowly walked towards him. Sadly the pony fell and was afraid of the death that was upon him.

I then saw him close his eyes as he was on the ground, waiting for me to kill him and put a bullet in his head. Even I was ready to put a hole through his head, or perhaps shoot him in some other spot where it hurts, so I could watch him bleed to death as he begs me to finish him off. Then again, he should have expected me to do this, to go after him, to make him suffer after what he did to me. After all he had put me through. He should have expected me to put him through hell as I enjoy every last second of it. It was the only thing he left me anyways, so why not take it and enjoy the revenge while it lasts. Besides, he was a bad pony after all, burning others alive while killing parents in front of their children. Then again, I've seen worse, so all that made him was nothing more but a guy who just thought he could kill me. To me, all he was just a poor soul who made the wrong mistake of messing with me. Especially after what I've been through lately.

I knew he was the bad guy, as he saw me as the bad guy as well. However how could I tell if he was evil. I know I could tell right from wrong, I wanted good things to happen. But then again, perhaps he was right. Perhaps I was the bad guy. Perhaps he wanted to do good in his own eyes. I’ll admit he was right, I couldn’t even tell when someone had intentions of murdering someone and someone who just wanted a friend at a bar late at night when you want to drink your pain away. Or when someone wanted to help the poor or banging my sister. Then I blacked out, not remembering what happened next. I must have stumbled into a hotel later that night, because I woke up with a headache.

Now I’m just by my window with the blinds closed, but with Celestia’s orange sun breaking through the cracks, while I’m drinking the pain away as I write this down.

I honestly have no idea what to do right now. In fact I rather just die, but I still have a few friends out there, still alive, and so I need to keep going... for them.

However, all I can say is this is so much better than being a human, than being on Earth with all the rest of the poor souls, even if it does come with a few moments where you end up at the wrong side of the gun, it comes with the territory.

I remember when I was merely but a small child, I always wanted to be special. To be someone that not a single soul was on that damn planet.

I was told everyone was special, but special is such a vague term, that it could mean anything. It could mean you’re a genius, or a deformed monster that not even your parents want to look at you every day.

They also call it a gift as I am told, but a gift is nowhere near close to what I would describe humans. I know I was once one of them, but I know who I am.

Humanity is nothing but a waste of precious life. Everyone says that they chose their own paths, but really, they all walk the same path, as I have walked my own path. I have found a few exceptions of course, but sadly, their kind is gone, forever to be forgotten by time itself, at least for me that is.

I have heard many say to live life and have fun with it. I have heard where you only live once. What a bunch of fucking bullshit that comes out of their mouths. Those people do not know a single thing about life. They don’t know how to live it at all.

They think they’re just living their life while they’re young, being rebels and let loose. Well let me tell you something, life isn’t about that. Life is more of a curse. Being human is a curse within itself. Hell, living anything where you can feel any kind of pain is a nightmare on the long term of things.

Life doesn’t have to be so bad though, as how I could have lived but sadly it never worked out that way for me. It just seems that the curse has still an effect on me right now, but surely it will all go away.

However humanity is nothing but of a curse, a sad, pathetic, unworthy curse. A curse filled with sins and regret.

I have also noticed how most of humanity eventually finds love…well I ask you this, WHAT IS LOVE!? All it is just nothing but to break your heart and get in your way.

But then again that might just be the pills and the alcohol talking.

I never saw love that way. Love can get in the way sometimes, even though it feels good to love. But even then it'll just leave your heart broken one way or another. Someone eventually die and leaves you or they break your heart cause they don't love you no more.

Of course, many of you are possibly thinking that I am a fool, but in truth, you are all the fools. Fools that are playing a game they cannot win, life itself. I can't even fucking win.

Life is just full of lectures, those who only see as to be strict and live by the rules, while others live loosely. Some give up on life, while others believe to live it to the fullest.

We are all fools, from the mentally retards to the most smart of all minds. From the mentally insane to sanity. We are all fools who cannot win.

For me on the other hand, I have a chance to win maybe, but unless all is fixed, the odds are not in my favor. It's a longshot, but I'll take anything by this point.

So you may ask yourself, what has happened to my life? How did I get to this point in my life, where I’m drinking the pain away with liquor and writing down my memories? Or perhaps some other version of me is writing this down in a state of looking back on what happened with fondness. The possibilities are almost endless.

Well, it’s a very long story, it may seem none as an illusion at first, but in the end, everything burns down, and the sad part is, many would watch everything burn down. Even the mentally sane do when they think they're the good guys.

So, where should we begin? I don't remember too much from my very beginning, it has all but become a blur to me and my mind, but I'll try my best to crank the old noggin. There are three parts here and let’s just start off here, as in where I am from. Well, for one thing I’m human. I once lived on Earth and I’ve got to be honest here, didn’t have much to live for.

For one thing, I was a teenager in high school. I was about 15 years of age while only having a friend or two, just the typical people who you would maybe drink with at a bar every week, nothing special. I don't even remember their names or faces. I had no girlfriend to gawk over, I passed all my classes, even though I never felt I learned anything worth my time. I never had much of anything other than my time and my life. But despite having all the basic necessities of living, I still fucked up in the end and made many mistakes back then.

I didn't even have a car. That just shows how pathetic my life was. However, I realized something. I realized something about life. That life is a game.

However, at the same time life is like hell. We’re pretty much living hell right now aren’t we? I mean, with all the wars, starvation, famines, murder, corruption, and a whole bunch of other shit you probably refuse to hear, you must wonder, why? Well, that’s just it, we’re in hell.

However, there is a game to it. You try to make the best things out of life. You either steal, be famous for art, movies, Television shows, politics, or whatever that you do in life. Of course though if you can’t make the best out of it, you get really pissed off at those who do make the best out of life, and you have that anger inside of you.

You either just want to steal what they have or just kill them, so you don’t have to hear from them again, to just make them shut up for once in their life and enjoy the silence. That or you just keep it inside of you and bottle it all up, wondering if you're going to explode one day and go on a killing spree.

That, and of course some don’t, and are actually happy for them. That just shows that they too make the best out of life. For me, I could never do so. I wasn't jealous, I just pissed at myself because I couldn't be as good as they were no matter how hard I tired to learn.

I was a Brony back on Earth. I got introduced to it by one of those nameless friends that I had, just casually one day out of curiosity. It just all kind of happened and soon before you knew it, I was hooked on it

For a brief period in my life, I was happy and felt like I had made the best out of life. And just like any other Brony, I wanted to embrace it all.

I bought some of the toys the dvd's, the figures, the t-shirts. But yet in the end, it didn't really take me anywhere. It just numbed the metaphorical brain in my head like an addict on morphine.

So that was my life. Although my life was heading in a good direction though when it came to school.

If I had passed my classes, I was looking at a fucking desk job for the next 40 years of my life, where all I do is nothing but mindless paper work and take some sort of shit from my boss that can go fuck himself.

So I always wished a way out of it someway. I just wanted out of this hell of mine and into something else. This hell of nothingness. This meaningless life that I was leaving. But I failed to heed the classic warning of becareful of what you wish for. Although, I didn't expect all of this other shit to happen to me, where my friends die and I've lost so much time. I have no idea what's happening anymore, I can't even make sense of anything, but that's besides the point.

Besides, it didn’t have to be My Little Pony or the ponies from the show coming into reality and having a My Little Dashie moment.

Along as it was away from this hell hole. Something that hasn’t happened to anyone else before. And I don’t mean such as a once in a life time chance to become famous, or I somehow become king of a place.

I didn’t mean that at all. I meant I don’t care if It involved me being kidnapped by fucking aliens, being tortured or dissected on. Hell I could be standard on the other side of the galaxy for all I fucking cared. Everything on Earth was just grey to me/ As long as it was any place but there, I was going to be happy in someway.

I just wanted something to happen to me, that was all. But sometimes you need to go out and make something happen. It's because sadly no one is special, we’re all the same. Then one night... that all changed for me.

One day, when I got home from school, I was locked out of my house and was in rage of trying to open the damn door and cursing up a storm, I got in and went to my bedroom to think about all the things I just said to you. To think in silence and try to be at peace. I looked at my MLP merch and cracked a little smile thinking all was right in my world.

Then I laid there for a moment and then my parents eventually wanted to have a talk with me. Now with them, I can't really remember who they are. They are a haze in my memory.

It has been so long since I saw them, but I just don't remember too much about them. I don't even remember the details on their faces. I just remembered them as two people that were in my life once. That is all.

I remember them as a child, always being with them, the playing, the birthdays, the occasional family trip. But I can't really remember too much about them, not even their real names other than mom and dad.

The only thing that I remember them for is the two people who try to prepare you for the life ahead and be there for you when you make errors and tell me that everyone makes mistakes. And that they try to show you the best out of life. You are the future bloodline, they want you to live so you can carry on their bloodline and show that life is worth living for.

But that’s not how life works. How life works is this. It does whatever the fuck it wants. You don’t control it, nor you can control anything about your life.

Life controls you and there is no escape from it. So, if life fucks you over, either not having all of your hard work getting recognized in a place of work or you’re working at a stock market and you get fucked over thirty four million dollars from your share, it just means life enjoys fucking you over and there’s really nothing you can do about it.

Your only choices are is to keep all the feelings that you have all bottled up, waiting to explode, steal what they have, but eventually getting caught and getting sentence to prison, or just end it all.

It’s your choice and like I said, I rather bottled it all up and wait for my to go crazy one day.

Besides, I only have a short time to live, along as whenever I’m an old person in a hospital and the doctors are trying to keep me alive from a heart attack or just something that all old people have when it’s their time to go. Why not you know? Of course, why not commit suicide?

Well to be honest I would. I ad thoughts about it back then, but the truth is like most of us, I was too much of a pussy to pull the damn trigger.

So my parents were in the kitchen, talking to me. They were talking to me about something, a family vacation at a nearby place and to take a trip to a cabin in the woods. You know, with the peacefulness and horseback riding as such. You know, to really connect with nature.

Now if I was still a small child, I would be excited as fuck. I would be bouncing off the walls, saying how I couldn’t wait for the trip to come. Well, for me then, I wasn't. Everything didn't seem to matter at all. It was just another trip to someplace. sure, it's nice get out and smell the fresh air. Yet it just felt like wasting my time, live day to day, week by week. Just living one day and living the next. All that would mean for me is that I was going to go and do it in the middle of the woods.

So we went on the trip during my summer vacation, when school got out.. We drove to Tennessee since it wasn't too far if I recall. The place with nothing else to do except to watch crops grow or kill yourself, it wasn’t that long of a drive.

At the time I had an old CD player with me and listening to old tunes, so at least I got some type of entertainment other than live animals out in the woods like the same things that we saw fucking each other at a zoo when we were kids.

Well, we got to our cabin and I unpacked all of my belongings. I had my room to myself while my mom and dad had theirs. We went to see about horseback riding, since it was still early in the day.

And then from there everything gets fuzzy again. It might just be the alcohol doing it's job. All I can recall is that we tried to do something, something nice together as a family. But then we had an argument. One thing lead to another and I ran off back to the cabin on my own with anger. I can't remember a damn thing to be honest what we were arguing about. Maybe it was the conversations we were having or me expressing my feelings.

My parents were pissed at me though that night from what I remembered. I remember telling them off, and using words that you shouldn't be using in front of them because I was about to explode. I think they were worried about me afterwards, but not much else was said between us. I just... was on my own. However, that night it would have been fine, because I was on my own anyways.

After I talked to them and yelled, I went into my room and slammed the door shut. Since we were renting a cabin from someone, the room just so happened to have an old record player and some old music that probably didn't get played for many years.

So, I grabbed a record disc, tried it to put it on the player the best I could from watching all of those movies, and let the music come out of the speakers as I laid on my bed, thinking about my life. I just stared at the ceiling, while the music played on and on.

My parents didn’t even say a single word to me that same night. They just turned off the lights and went to bed, without a sound. Then after an hour or two, I noticed the clock. It was one or two in the morning and I just sighed. I went up to my window and looked up at the stars.

They were quite beautiful, I must admit. I mean, it’s those rare moments that just keeps you happy and going in life. I mean without all the light pollution and all, I’ve got to admit they’re quite awesome to look up at the sky.

It was also during the summer constellations and I could make out the Pegasus and the Lyra I think. I wasn't too familiar with the constellations, let alone an astrology who could look at Orin's penis and tell you if there was going to be a blood moon the next night or not.

But I think I did my best telling from what I saw that night. Then something caught my eye. I looked into the forest as best as I could with my eyes through the window and saw a ball of light.

I saw it just hovering in mid-air, not too far off the ground. It was as big as my leg, so not too big in its size. It felt like it was looking at me, feeling like it was giving off an energy that was waiting for me to go and follow it. It just hovered there, like it was waiting for something. Then, it slowly moved deeper into the forest. It was like it was communicating to me, to follow it and to begin my journey into madness.

Well, I did just that, but only because I was curious to what it was and wanted to investigate it. I wasn't doing anything else that night anyways. Why not? So I got my shoes on as quickly as I could and got a flashlight that was in the room with so I can see in the dark forest ahead of me.

I didn't grab anything to protect myself in case a wild animal would try to attack me. I wasn't too bright and wasn't thinking about that when I went out in the middle of the forest in the middle of the night like a tard.

So, I quietly went out without making a single sound that is to be heard by my parents.

I opened the front door and gently closed it. Then, I went towards the forests and went into the woods. I had the flashlight on my right hand, illuminating anything in the distance ahead of me.

I slowly walked and as I moved deeper into the forest, I saw the ball of light. It was as if the ball of light waited for me to come. When I was in view of the thing, it moved along and I continued to follow it.

Then, eventually the pattern kept on doing the same thing. Then, it was about an hour or so when the ball got to its final destination. It was a cave.

However this cave wasn’t even on the map I think. The cave was giving off a weird vibe to me, like something wasn't right... something was off about that cave. I was starting to get a bit scared here, however I knew that I was also strong. Strong in spirit but not much else, but for some crazy fuck like me, that's all I needed.

That, and I knew I was also a bit brave, however even brave men are scared, but they are brave because they face whatever they are scared of instead of running away like a coward would. So I put a foot into the cave. Then, I slowly put the next foot into the cave. And I just telling myself to put the next foot forward to myself going instead running away like a little bitch. Who knows what would have happened if I had.

I had my flashlight pointing in front of me, lighting my way forward so I can see the light and not the darkness. I went deep and deep into the cave as I much I could possibly could go. Every now and then I could see the ball of light going ahead of me as I tried to follow it.

I even had to go down a few feet as well. Then, I reached the end. I had thought that this cave was pointless and there was no reason for me to be there. Then, I turned off the light, but when I did I still saw a light, but faded though. Apparently, there was a corner.

So I went around the corner and I saw this portal thingy. It was glinting a bit, but still it was a portal that was made out some kind of light. I also saw the ball of light there as well. It went through the portal and I wondered something here, should I go or should I not? Well, for one thing I thought maybe this would be different.

I had also came this far, so why not? I also asked myself this question, which is a question I’ve always questioned myself and others. In fact, this is a question for you whoever reads this. If you had a chance to leave your ordinary life and have another life, like leave your life for another.

If you had a chance to go on an adventure and leave your life forever, would you do it? For me, the answer is yes, but that was at the time. Now, it seems to me that I should have at the very thought it over, but at least it got me somewhere that I needed to be. However, I was worried about what the portal felt like when it would touch my skin. So I stuck my pointing finger in the portal a bit and it felt a bit weird I’ll admit, however it was slow moving in it.

So I thought that was weird, but decided to just take a chance in my life for once and jump through it. So I did and it was slow. I mean, this was happening for a reason. The reason was that I was going outside of the universe. I mean, I was transiting from a place that had time to where there is none at all. And yeah, it was the outside of the universe, the universe that I was from. Just casually outside of time and space, at least to the time and space that I was used to. I didn't quite know it at the time as I was trying to gather everything together, but that's what I ended up figuring out in the long run.

So I eventually got through the portal and I ended up at the other side. For some odd reason there was still gravity. But it felt a bit weird though. And for the ball of light, it was no where to be seen, it just disappeared from sight for me.

It was nowhere to be found at all, although let me explain where I was at though. I was in a white room. Everything was white. Even the ceiling was white, although there was really no solid surface though, just more space up above.

Then, the walls and the floor were covered in these white tiles that you would see in a Portal game. Then, the walls were covered by these portals. I mean, there were millions on them. Billions of them. Trillions of them even.

They reached up to the ceiling and the thing was that there was an actual ceiling somewhere, however it kept rising as more portals were being added by the second. Although, only three-fourths of the room like area that I was in was covered in portals. There was this one wall that had none.

However, in place of the portals was a locked door and a tinted glass. I tried everything to unlock that door, but the door doesn’t open. It only opens from the other side. That and whatever that door and glass window is made out of, doesn’t seem like to be made from Earth.

That shit was made from unbreakable stuff. You could nuke the damn thing and it would still be standing there. So that’s where I was at, but no sign of that ball of light. However, what I did find was an open portal.

You see all the portals were closed and the way you need to open them is what I call, 117. It’s just some weird stuff that you find in other universes on every planet that life exists on that has it. It’s well hidden I should mention though. It’s like a yellow dust if I had to describe it that not visible to the naked human eye.

Me and someone else invented a machine to use this yellow dust and use it to open portals to other universes. Also, let’s just say that it is a bitch to find them. It’s also a bitch to have enough just to open one universe portal.

So this open portal was to a universe that I had created years ago from my mind when I got bored in class one day. So, let’s just say that I was god of this universe. How did I know this? I didn't, but yet I had this weird feeling, this weird sense, a weird picture in my mind about what all of this was, almost as if that ball of light was still and talking to me. So I went in and I ended up in another cave that was over looking the woods somewhere. However this cave was occupied by my characters that I created. The Knight and Lawman.

You see, I had this idea for a movie in class one day and it was about this guy that is dressed up as a hero, but really wasn’t a hero. He would kill and kill with no thought to it. Not mindlessly, but with purpose. To control his own life, his own destiny, his own fate.

He dressed up like in a Dark Knight costume, expect that it was like a combination between The Dark Knight costume and Snake Eyes from G.I. Joe. All with a black cape to top off the look. His voice was also like The Dark Knight’s one and a bit of a combination from Rosach’s from Watchmen.

He also used weapons like a shotgun that he usually carried with him one end of his back and the other a samurai sword that never broke. He knew some hand- to-hand combat as well as some stealth tactics. He was pretty much an edgy character we all have at one point in our heads, but I made mine's a little bit more believable.

As for Lawman, he just dressed up like a combination between Client Eastwood and Snake from Metal Gear Solid who also had an eye patch on. He wore a light brown duster coat and had rough, slicked back brown hair while wearing a light brown cowboy hat to go with the look. All along with black cowboy boots and black pants He was a normal guy like you or me, and his weapon of choice was mostly sniper rifle. He was more human than the other guy.

So, Knight, who I call TK now a days, was planning something with Lawman with a map on the table filled with plans. The idea for TK’s enemies was the Illuminati, just an idea that I had back then.

So he was planning on something on their next moves together to coordinate some attack. I think I created others for him but I don't think ever fully created them, so it was mostly him and Lawman.

However, I had to be careful on how to approach the two. TK wasn't the type to mess with casually.

So I slowly walked out of the shadows and I said, “Hi, uhhhhh... not sure how to introduce myself here, but um, you know, I’m…”

Then I was cut off by my own creation, TK, and he said to me as he quickly took out his sword from behind his back and held it to my throat, “Who are you! How did you find me out and where I am at!? Who told you!?”

Then I just sat there, speechless.

Then TK said to me, “You better say something now, or I’ll fucking make sure your life will be a living hell for the rest of your life. You won’t even see daylight again. Now, answer my damn fucking question. Who are you and how did you get here!?”

Then I said what I needed to say which was, “I..I..I’m from another universe... I think.... I was in the woods and found a cave that lead to a portal. The portal leads to… well, I’m not sure to what it leads to, but it seems like it leads to other worlds, other universes... maybe? it was like the outside the universe I guess. Then I found this... universe opened up and I thought I go and check what it is. Not really thinking too much about it. And it just so happens to be that you are one of my creations or ideas that I had created in my mind. Therefore, I am your creator.”

I then gave a weak and nervous smile, thinking that would get me out of the trouble that I had gotten myself in. It probably wasn't though as I started to sweat a little bit.

Then Lawman said, “Yea, you are dead now. Are you expecting for Knight here to believe that bullshit and…”

Then TK cut him off and he said, “He’s right. He tells the truth from where he is from and who he is.”

Then TK let me go and took away the sword from my throat swiftly. Let me explain, TK has a helmet on and he had a bullshit detector in it you could say. There was some since behind it with some facial expressions, but there may have been some strings pulled due to my creating this universe's rules.

Then Lawman was a bit shocked by this and a surprised face as he then said, “Wait, what? Are you saying this kid is our creator. Our… god? Who just casually came from out of nowhere?”

Then TK just stared at him and somehow Lawman understood what he meant as Lawman looked down, contemplating everything that was just said. Lawman could tell he wasn't joking around. TK doesn’t joke around. He never does.

He’s always serious and always emotionless except for sometimes anger and letting it all out. He never cries nor feels love of any sort. He is just the way he is, just the way I created him to be that way. He doesn't look upon with others with fondness either with only a few exceptions.

Then Lawman said while moving his arms around in disbelief, “You can’t be serious here. I mean just look at him!”

Then TK said, “It doesn’t matter. If he is our creator, then he is our creator. If he says that he is from another universe, then he is from another universe. I'm not sure how it is possible, but life can sometimes be surprising in ways you can never imagine.”

Then TK looked at me silently and asked me, “So, you got a name?”

Then I thought about it in my head. I could use my real name, which at this point I have forgotten, but then I thought about using a better name. A better name that I thought was cool, a chance to have a new identity for me and to start a new.

So I then answered back to TK, “Sure do. The name is Knight.”

Then Lawman couldn’t believe what the name that I had.

Lawman said out loud while pointing at TK, "Seriously? Your name is the same as his?"

So of course he had thought I named myself after TK, which seemed a bit suspicious but in truth it just sounded like a cool thing at the time.

I spoke up and said to both of them, “Relax. It doesn’t matter. We can call him... TK. You know, short for ‘The Knight’.”

Then Lawman gave a sigh and then said to me, “Yea, but having both the same fucking name doesn’t mean it’s still not fucking stupid.”

Well, we talked for a bit and I showed them where I came from. I told TK about how the cave wasn’t on the map and that I was a bit worried I might not be able to come back.

Then TK said to hold on for a moment, which I did and he came back with a device that he had made in his hands. I had made TK to not only thing with his fists, but with his mind as well. I suppose I may have broken some rules a bit when creating a universe and had it to where for him, he could make a device some quickly.

It was a teleport device. Where ever that I may be at, I can instantly teleport back to off the grid, to the outside of the universe. Although it was only in theory, I was going to find out one way or another if it was going to work or not. Thankfully it did at the time. But it was all still experimental.

So I decided to go back home and come back another time. When I got out, it only had been about thirty minutes since I left the cabin. However, it was about three hours that I spent off the grid. Time moves differently depending on where you go.

So I went back to the cabin and went off the grid very often. I went to other places you wouldn't believe with different realities various foes to tell. But those are stories for another time.

I almost forgot to mention that bitch Factory Dash. She was a hard ass, especially on me. She was Rainbow Dash from some fucking fan fiction called Rainbow Factory. She was part of the crew and how we met is long story and another one for another day when the pills haven't kicked in and the alcohol hasn't begun to dull my senses. To talk about her is a whole another thing. She was mostly loyal to TK, a pupil to him as she found TK interesting and wanted to be just like him. So the two made a deal, a couple backstabbing's pursued, but in the end we all made the fuck up with each other and were "best friends till the end of time."

'She usually wears a dark robe to cover herself while using a hidden blade as her weapon of choice. combined with her ability to fly, despite her looks, she was a mean killing machine. She just wasn't a friendly one at that. But she was the heart of the universes though, a prime example of what to expect from it.

However, I also made many enemies, unlike Factory Dash was only temporarily, while I was off the grid. One of the main ones and the one that I sort of fear a bit, is TF or The Forgotten for short. He was an old creation that I created as a child or about five years of age, but then I forgot about him for ten fucking years, along with many other creations that I have made in the past that was later forgotten.

However, they are all dead except for TF for a long story short. I regret ever creating him, because ever since I forgot him, all he wanted was revenge. And that is sadly one of my downfalls, because he will break anyone, either if it’s friends or family, he will kill whoever he needed to get to me, and he doesn’t go down easily either.

However, if I wanted to describe TF, I would say he is the most insane gentleman I ever met in my life.

He kind of looked like me a bit, but with features involving a scar somewhere on his face and brown hair instead of black.

He would do just about anything just to see me suffer the worst that any other has suffered in their lives. He also succeeded in his goal too. Nevertheless, at the same time, he gave something to me.

Also, another thing that I should mention about this universe thing. There is another thing like 117, however it’s totally different.

You see, when you’re off the grid you can do just about anything, although they take time to master certain skills to do certain things, as it is all about the mind and body and learning to use it to whatever extend of who you are. However, you can take these powers and do whatever you want with them, even within an area of physics. You can do things like raising or lowering terrain or creating something of nothing. It's like playing powers of god, but only if you know how to do it. It's not an easy task and something I had to learn over many years of being off the grid.

I call them off the grid powers. You can only use it in a syringe, but you can do just about anything. So, that’s about all the basics that you need to know for right now.

As for the other things in my past, I’ll talk about them from time to time throughout my life’s story and eventually talking about my old days.

However, there is something else though that I didn’t tell anyone about off the grid of course, however I had my reasons, but screw it, I rather not say those specific reasons.

Also, there is something else you need to know before we move on and I’ll make it a long story short. I eventually left Earth and everything that I had and erased my parents memories of ever having me even exist and collapsed all the caves that had the portal to the outside of the universe. Making sure there were no loose ends. Although the thing about the portals is that you can try to close them all you want, but they eventually pop back up one way another.

Let’s move on to where another place where I could’ve started with my life’s story. Let’s start here, in a fucking cave that is in the Everfree Forest.

Although, the cave isn’t too far from Ponyville either, but still. So what happened here was I eventually found a My Little Pony universe, however there are many.

Many where it’s actually for adults, or it’s horrible or it’s where the characters are killers. So many alternate universes to choose from.

However, I wanted to retire from my adventuring days, and live in a MLP universe in peace. However, I wanted a legit one, so I found an Official universe. An official universe is where it’s first in a tree where other universes are born from it in alternate decisions.

However, it’s reality could be different. If it were to be a 2-D style of reality, it can still be legit, or it could be slightly off about the reality. However, whatever you do in this Official Universe, will also affect other Official Universes that are related to the Official Universe that you are in. Although this depends on what is connected and what is not connected. There is more that I can say, but I won't bore you with the details.

So, let’s just say shit happened and I eventually was on my own. I found a nice cave to rest at and unfortunately, it was to a home of timber wolves. So what did I do? I fought them off of course.

Then I killed them all by setting them all on fire. However, there was one timber wolf in particular that didn’t fight back. In fact, he didn’t even want to fight. He was smaller than the others and was more of a light brown than a dark brown. All with the glowing light green eyes as well. He seemed like he was abused by the others and that I had just saved him some trouble. In the end, we became friends.

I named him Wolf. He also seems to understand me and can respond to yes or no questions. I even showed him where I came from, or at least what I have showed him. So we soon became best friends.

Also I should mention of those what I look like a pony. I have a blue coat, although it is almost as similar to Luna’s but a bit lighter then hers. I also have a black mane, and a bit of a straight mane style hair with it being roughed up a bit, same thing with the tail.

I also wear a black cowboy’s hat and I also wear a satchel from time to time. However, as a human, I wore a black T-shirt, a black leather jacket, dark blue pants, and a pair of black shoes that you would consider to go with this type of outfit, And to top it all off. So, what happened in this case was this. It was about one year since I was living in the cave and me and Wolf became best buds.

We were planning on taking a trip around Equestria and seeing what it had to offer. Then my plan was to find a nice place to settle down in Ponyville and just relax and live the life of what every Brony would have wanted. However, just as on the night that Wolf and I was about to set out on our own, TF came back.

He came all fucked up and shit to the cave entrance. When I saw him, Wolf growled at him. He was ready to defend me to his last breath. However I told him to back down and let me handle the problem at hand.

TF said to me, “So, I see you’re going to fight me like a man, instead of your sack of shit of a Timber wolf to defend you. Good job. Now you’re actually a man now. I mean, you have been living for over 50,000 years, and now it seems to me that you’re finally wanting to become a man of some sort. Good job for you, but it’s too fucking late. One of us is going to leave this cave, while the other one doesn’t.”

Just to keep in mind it didn’t happen, but something like this did happen though in the future. Then I charged at TF and was about to give him a blow in the face with a punch, but he was a step ahead in the game and grabbed my forearm and twisted it.

Yea, I was in pain. Then, he pushed me outside and there was a puddle of small water. My face landed in it and when I went to get back up and fight again, I saw myself for what I really was. A miserable, low life stick in the mud.

I was really pissed off. All of my anger inside me was building up and I just didn’t feel like talking to anyone. I was ready to let loose, ready to explode and let it all out and put it all on TF. I was ready to take control for once, ready to fight for that was mine.

Then TF said to me, “Come on now. I thought you wanted to be a man and fight me. What the fuck are you waiting for!? Get the fuck up and fight me you son of a bitch!”

Then I said to him, “Leave me alone TF. Go before you know what’s coming to you.”

Then TF said, “Oh, and what the fuck are you going to…”

I then cut him off and I turned around to him and said, “Leave me the FUCK ALONE!!!!!”

I had blue electricity coming out of me, and my eyes went completely white like I was possessed by something. You couldn’t see any pupils at all. There was even this beam of light coming out of me.

I then continued to yell at TF, “YOU WILL LEAVE ME ALONE. I HAVE WARNED YOU, BUT THOU DOES NOT SEEM TO UNDERSTAND! TIS A FAIR WARNING I HAVE GIVEN TO YOU! YET, YOU DO NOT HEATH MY WARNING, AND FOR THAT, YOU SHALL SUFFER THE CONSEQUENCES! AND THE PUNISHMENT FOR SUCH A THING, DEATH!!!”

I was surprised that I could speak in the royal Cantorlot voice. I didn’t even know at the time I had it in me, nor speak the language. It was weird, yet at the time didn't quite worried about either.

Then, I lost control of my powers and couldn’t concentrate on TF anymore.

Although, I do recall TF saying to me, “I’ll be back. And when I am back, you will regret that you even created me.”

Then, he left and only TF and Wolf saw my amazing powers. However, they are not the only ones that have their side of the story now.

Next Time:
Knight: I was able to beat TF this time, but the words he said before he left scares me of what he has planning for me in the future. However, I am more scared as I have a strange abilities of powerful magic that I have no idea where it came from or how to control it. It’s a mystery to me for now, but I am also founded by characters from the show, and my destiny has been changed forever.
My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic Universal Magic: Episode 2: A New Home

Let's get some shit straight here:
1. I am not trying to impress anyone here. I'm not trying to be one of those writers that makes it on here or makes it to the featured box. I don't really care about that. I mean if it happens (which I doubt) it happens. And if it doesn't, it doesn't. I don't care. What's the purpose of this story then you may ask? Because...

2. If you do not like this, that is fine by me. You can leave a dislike, write whatever comment you wish, and walkaway. But I will say to you, thank you very much, have a wonderful day, and I wish the best for you in your life and whatever that you may be going through. And if I could, I would hug you.

3. From Episode 2 onward it will be a different Knight talking in the story, as it is an alternate universe Knight from one of the 6.5 planned endings, but pretty much the same timeline. My intentions is that it will be a Knight from one of the endings, and the idea is that it will build up to that particular ending. As for this Knight, this knight will return in the last episode, Episode 7??: Death. I only put this here to avoid confusion for those who do wish to read this.

That is all.