...Or the only one, really. It's hard to explain. But what else am I to call myself after a stroke of amnesia, and crawling out of a burial mound?

See, I was reborn in the middle of the forest without knowing where I was, who I was, what I was... well, I assumed I'm a zombie. A strange, not-rotting zombie with magical light powers. Weird, eh? well, I've been collecting a few fragments of my past as I've gone my way after my "rebirth," some mental fragments of what I could do, or used to do, and some more... "physical" fragments showing up wherever I needed them, as if something's leaving them for me on purpose... I want to know what's going on, and I'm sure that with the help of a few new friends, I know I'll find my answers.

-

Right, well, GOOOOOOOOD AFTERNOOOOON BROOOONIES! or evening. or morning. or night. no not night, then y'all go to bed, and won't be bothered with this thing. Well, whatever your timezone is (must...resist urge... to say something racist...) hello! (thank celestia for general greetings) And welcome to my first attempt at a fanfic, after about one and a half forevers (or maybe two...) of never working up the courage to do anything! and yes, I am crossing this over from an RP, but hey, there''s no way I'm dumping my first, and favoritest OC down the trashcan of DOOM.

Is this a self insert? MAYBE! Romantic? MAYBE! Funny? MAYBE! Human in Equestria? PROBABLY NOT! I am making this stuff up as I go along folks, so fasten you seat belts and please do not stick your tongues out the window! (because the poor sods behind you are gonna get a face full of tongueslobber, and that's just as disgusting as it is unrelated.)

-Oh! and bonus points to Toodle Flip for being bothered with editing my nonsense!