Twilight is called on to be a political Emissary to the far northern kingdoms. Due to the attacks from Tirek and the others, the land borders have been altered. Several miles of land that was once considered to be a part of Equestria is now within the borders of their northern neighbors. It is ruled solely by a pony that is as unwavering as steel. Twilight is tasked with being an emissary to this kingdom and try to negotiate to have him withdraw his claim to the territory. Meeting him is going to change everything she knows about how an Overlord rules his ponies. She finds out just how politics works for him and how he treats his subjects. She reminds herself to keep an open mind and treat him as she would any other. She is not prepared for what she finds. A stallion that rules alone. One that is more complex than she realized. One that if offended could spell disaster for Equestria itself. Hunter Flame is about to make her realize that nothing is as simple as she thinks it is.

Story is loosely based off the Overlord Video Games By Triumph Studios

Cover art by https://www.fimfiction.net/user/228967/Little+Tigress

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This story is a sequel to First appearance

After five years of endless nightmares and regrets of leaving his home world. The human who renamed himself Dynol is now prepared for his revenge.

But does he wants this, a full conflict with their race or will he rise above them and forget it?

Only his new appearance will decided that.

Artwork created by Thresha8

If you are new to the story please now that the other chapters before Preparation were some of my early works and will be of great need of grammar correction. It'll be rewriting after the story is completed. Thank you and I know...

How the mighty have fallen.

My descendants are weak shadows of myself easily summoned and easily banished by the mere emotions of these equine creatures that rule the land.

They are treated as mere pests that must be driven away before an infestation overwhelms a small village at worst.

Their true powers are lost to them after eons of disuse, and only retain the call of ice and snow to use against our prey.

Fear not Brethren, for your last elder brother has been freed, and I will restore our true home to its ageless glory.

The last place to retain the old ways of nature and beasts, if only at its core.

Our Everfree Forest of Wendigo

Just a cool little idea I had. Enjoy.

FEATURED: 2/12/19

Warning! Takes place After Assassins creed III. Contains some spoilers if you didn't play or finished the game!
Image is not mine, but i give credit to who ever made it! and yes Connor will look like this in the story.
First few chapters takes place before the start of season one!
Disclaimer: the characters and the references in this story belong to their respected owners!

Edit: Dark and Gore tags have now been added for future chapters just incase.

Basically, Connor is in Equestria.
Its not much of a description, but the story is good i can tell you that.
the story will speak for its self once you read it.
Rated teen for mild language, mild blood, violence, action, some random chapter comedy references during certain chapters(probably)and the main characters hunting skills on wild animals to hunt(not too much of it).
Enjoy!

Edit: I now have an Editor named Drakalian. You'll see his name next to chapters from now on as the chapters are now edited and fixed. Here's the link to his profile to check his content and if you need his services. https://www.fimfiction.net/user/154991/Drakalian

When Pom, a young and passive lamb, hears news that Baaah and the rest of Foenum are in danger, she makes a terrible mistake that sets her on a perilous journey. Now the champion of the meadow, Pom is forced to leave her home of Baaah and travel across the world to find the Prophet's Key, meeting different cultures and running into the deadly predators who threaten Foenum.

In late May I began an AI Dungeon playthrough exploring what could be Pom's scenario in Them's Fightin' Herds—an excellent fighting game whose story is only 1/6th complete as of this story's beginning—and enjoyed it enough that I continued it quite a while, using the AI for suggestions and rewriting them in my own prose. It was requested that I upload it to FIMfiction, and after completing a number of chapters I feel it's ready for me to do so. The story has been entirely rewritten and edited for proper third-person formatting.

I am unsure how long the story will last; I had originally intended it to end shortly after where it currently is, lasting about as long as I expect Pom's real canon chapter to, but I now feel a surge of ideas to further explore the character's journey past that end point.

Verris is an unremarkable person. A loner living in a city of millions. New York, Where he is but the tiniest cog in a global machine. Yet with a spirit that desires adventure. Desires to be like the heroes, generals and emperors of old. Alexander, Caesar, Genghis, All the great conquers of history, the statesmen who built empires, the kings who defied all odds. Yet in the modern world there is no opportunity for that besides in the comfort of vidoe games, stories, his imagination and the history books.

But fate has decided to give a blessing upon this unremakrable man. To give him one chance to do what he so often dreamed of. To conquer an empire. Yet fate is a cruel mistress, and Verris, would not be thrust into familiar territory of old history. Or even with humans.

(Inspired by playing Mount and Blade Bannerlord, Its a great game.)
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---Directly after Patapon 3---

After everything the Patapons have been through, from the Zigotons to the powerful Arch Pandara. They have finally made it to Earthend, though they still can't find IT. But just past Earthend they see something, another land of equal if not greater beauty. Surly IT must be there, looks likes it's time to strike the drums once more, because after all they will stop at nothing until they have a chance to gaze upon IT!

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This story is born from boardom, lack of concentration and a love for Patapon!

This story will update, or should update frequently with chapters ranging from very short to quite long.

Also, I still own no names!

1002. Following a successful attack against Canterlot, the sudden changeling invasion strikes hard. Although the Element Bearers and the Princesses managed to escape, the tide of insectile horses ravages Northern Equestria.

In response, the nations of the world, including the Avalon Republic (a human nation), declare war on the Changeling Empire, and muster troops. Across the southern stretches of Equestria, changelings battle an alliance of ponies, humans, griffons, hippogriffs, zebras, and Saddle Arabians. Millions clash in trench warfare that extends from the San Palomino Desert to the Hayseed Swamps. The prize; a continent's enslavement or it's freedom. But which side is more willing to make the final sacrifice?

Will have references and uses of weapons in Battlefield 1. Is partially inspired by the Great Martian War of 1913-1917, a fictional but serious documentary. Story is written as a historical narrative, with some third person points of view at some points.

Many of these so-called ponies believe they were the first to discover the land that is now known as Equestria. They were wrong, of course. Those idiotic Humans, inebriated Dwarves, and the pitiful vomit-inducing, tree hugging, frolicking Elves littered the landscape first all the while living their simple, boring lives. The ponies and the other smattering of races moved here over time from some other land. If they were still here, the various original races meeting the ponies would have made for a bit of a chaotic first contact considering they used dumber cousins of the ponies as labor and mounts. It's too bad that didn't happen, oh I could have enjoyed watching that carnage with a nice bowl of salamander eyeballs.

But, well, one or one-hundred powerful wizards attempting magic beyond their capabilities on magical artifacts beyond their comprehension tend to make things go... explodey. In a single snap of my claws the entire human race, and all of the other "intelligent" races as well, were simply gone. Vaporized in a magical wave of energy. The landscape left even more magically scarred than when the Tower Heart of the old Dark Tower went kaboom. We minions fled back to the Netherworld from whence we came and waited for the land to heal, and hopefully for some other race capable of thought to come knocking at its gates.

We waited a long time for that and now we should really get around to finding a new Master, none of the races showed any real promise so we need to do this ourselves. Giblet seems to have found something promising while digging around the cave of a local dragon (the dragons seem to have gotten smarter too), so I'll have to go give that a look-see and pray to Darkness nothing weird comes out of it.

But as I always say... Evil always finds a way.

-Gnarl, the Minion Master, on the origins of Equestria