When Henric opened his eyes he figured he had been given severe brain damage from the blast. When he opened his eyes he saw a new world. A world not yet defiled by him. A world bright, vibrant, and full of love, an emotion he had never experienced. He saw true beauty for the first time.
After a few minutes Henric toyed with the idea that maybe this was the real world, he had never seen something so bright, coming from a world where people would be dying of consummation while floundering among their own feces in the middle of the street. This was definitely new.
One of the first things he noticed was a new found much more powerful existence of magical power, this was not like his worlds dark, twisted power that lay dormant and needed complex runes and incantations to emerge. This was more arcane, and needed only a spark to be brought to life, as well as being brighter, like most of this land.
His first order of business, he decided, was to find some sort of food and water sources, as well as shelter. He scanned his environment and saw a stream in the distance, as well as some lush evergreen trees a bit further off. He thought to himself how easy that had been as he jogged towards the running water. The stream ran pure and fresh and some small gray fish who swam in schools up and down the center of the body of water, probably trout,a viable source of food once his meat reserves ran out.
He sat by the creek and filled his nearly empty water-skin, and drank from it heavily. He pleased to find that the water was sweet and cool. He realized he had not eaten through this whole ordeal so far and wolfed down a hunk of the salty, preserved flesh. When he was finished consuming calories to keep himself from simply collapsing he wasted no time in standing up and moving to the forest, lush and bristling with life his shelter would be here. He did not know what creatures had lived here, but the fish had proven animal life, and he was used to the danger of massive man eaters in the land he came from, so he would stay safe and get off the ground, resting in a tree.
After searching the forest for about another hour, he found a perfect spot. It was about twenty feet up and a number of branches lined each row of the evergreen, making a sort of platform. He set his shield and blade on the ground, and seeing the sun was already very low in the sky, strapped himself in with the pack and drifted to sleep.
~*~
Twilight Sparkle was reading a book. Twilight Sparkle was usually reading a book, in fact if she wasn't reading a book she was usually either with her friends or making a list, which she also did quite a lot. Tonight she was reading the book , "A Complete Guide to the Magical World of Death Metal" by Vinyl Scratch, until an arcane surge of pure magical energy shot through the air, knocking the book from her hands and forcing her to shove her eyes shut in order to keep from being blinded. Being a unicorn, and abuser of magical energy the force bled into her horn causing an excess of power and giving her a massive headache, until the force was channeled from her horn ripping a hole in her ceiling.
Something big had just happened and Miss Sparkle was not one to waste time when something big had happened. As such, she paid absolutely no mind to the three foot by three foot gap in her home's top and instead shouted at the top of her lungs "Spike!" before realizing that the dazed dragon she was looking for was standing next to her.
The young reptilian beast replied with a subdued "Jeez Twilight, i'm right here, but how can I help?"
"Did you not just see that solid wall of arcane power split through equestria with enough power inside it to destroy entire worlds?" the slightly annoyed purple mare questioned
"Well sure I saw that, but I just figured it was another explosion from pinkie's." the young dragon replied, "It seems like those happen on a regular basis now days."
"No Spike, that was definitely not pinkies special baking ingredient this time, that was magic, and I think I can use my power to locate the epicenter of the blast. Lets go get the girls and investigate!" The curious unicorn said, charging out the door, completely disregarding the fact it was ten o'clock at night.
~*~
The manticore was hungry. It had been nearly a week since his last meal and he was growing desperate as the painful knots of hunger were constantly nibbling away at his strength, but that didn't matter now. He smelled flesh, and it was near him. His powerful nose had led him to a tree, a large evergreen, and there was definitely something to end his pains at a branch higher up, but how was he to get to his prize? This conundrum filled the beast with rage because an answer to all of his problems sat about thirty feet above him, yet he was not able, in a million years to reach it, so he began bashing himself against his new wooden enemy.
Henric awoke to this bashing and quickly righted himself up, clinging to the branch as to not loose his balance. He glanced down seeing a manticore, except in brighter colors and less spiky than the ones he was used to. He had killed hundreds of manticores through his life and decided he could take this one down easily. His weapon and shield were below him on the ground, making his task quite a bit more difficult, but luckily he had slept in his armor.
He hung there for a good planning every step of the battle before finally dropping directly from his perch onto the creature's back. Its tail struck at him, but he had anticipated this and grabbing the scorpion's stinger, snapping its head right off, using its brittleness to his advantage.
This action made the dumb beast loose its concentration and howl with pain giving him time to grab his sword and shield and get into a good stance for combat. By this time the beast had recovered and was eyeing him with pure rage, until the the most dangerous thing in the world right now charge forward at him. This, the monster did not expect, so it reared up in surprise giving Henric the opportunity he needed. He slid under the creature with his blade thrust in the air, cutting a large gash down its stomach and giving freedom to its entrails.
The manticore did not genuinely think anymore, it felt no hunger, no rage, only pain. This is all it felt while its so thought prey-to-be jumped on his back and thrust his weapon down trough his skull and into his brain.
~*~
Twilight Sparkle and her friends had arrived near the center of where the pure power had originally spread from just in time to see a full grown, two ton manticore being disemboweled and killed by a strange creature, the likes of which they had never seen before. It was not massive like the manticore, but was still large and they would probably only stand up to its waist, although it was a biped, so their weights would be more similar than if they were both on the same number of legs. It obviously possessed great strength, but did not bulk out, and instead had compact, tight muscles.
This must have been it, what had come from the blast, this is what twilight was thinking as she walked right up to the unknown beast.