Hi there!
For those who started reading this, and are curious about who I am, my name is Michael. Currently Mike where I am.
No, I’m not someone you should know from any game or other famous story. Although that would be cool.
In fact, I believe in the theory of the Multiverse to the point that there is at least one person writing this as I talk. But in a way you can understand, every book we read, every game we play, every movie or TV show we watch, there is a Universe that connects to it. Why?
C’mon, haven’t you watched Men in Black? Or Supernatural? Or even played games to the point where your character goes into another dimension, to suddenly meet a parallel version of himself?
In fact, although I’m here talking to you, I believe there’s another me, in another Universe, on another kind of adventure.
But I’m going off topic here. This story is about how I, a simple teen with the tendency of overusing his imagination, got thrown outside of his own World and ended up in a land full of ponies.
Predictable? Yes, there are similar stories like this one. A boy living a normal life, in a normal World, buys something for a costume and suddenly ends up in a different World.
I’ve read the stories. And to be honest…
I kinda wanted the same to happen to me.
Truth be told, I never expected for it to really happen. And although I wanted to come here (yes, I’m a brony, deal with it), what I didn’t want though, was to be attacked. And imprisoned. And chained. And magically locked into a freezing bubble. And turned into a statue.
All of the above in a space of 500 years. The last one has… well, I’ve been taking a little more time to break free.
By now, you think I would have turned old, don’t you? Well, not with my powers.
Turns out the costume I prepared was from my own imagination. A Hero of my own mind. And turns out that when I crossed into this World, everything I imagined in him turned real.
Immortality included in the package.
Wanna find out how my character is? Well, I’m not going to spoil you. Just keep reading.