My name is Overwind. It's my last name, but that's how everyone calls me nowadays.

Starting just over a year ago, my life has been hanging on a weakening thread. Life's just beating me down like a bully to an easy prey.

But life is like a Beach, as my wife once told me. You'll get nice and sunny days most of the time, but once in a long while, a storm brews up to screw you over like your its *****. Now I'm in an alien world, strangely same to mine, but it has a key thing that makes it strange. It's ruled by magical, anthropomorphic, pastel colored race, who calls themselves 'Ponies'.

I don't know if this is the second wave of a Tsunami that decided to hit me a year ago, or I got myself some very great helpers to rebuild what I've lost. My new friend, Applejack's been the most helpful of the six. I can't ask for a better friend.

Noted: This story is not my original idea. It was requested by Deepfreeze222 in Fanfiction, though the parent Author have given me freedom to write it how ever I want. But sense this is Deepfreezes' story and not mine, I will get it as close as I can to the Author's original idea of the story's plot and whatnot.