One Slav, tons of ponies, not enough vodka, and no potato.

Join our hero, the Slavviest man in Equestria (Which isn't saying much), as he goes on many an adventure, for friends, for fun, and for more vodka! There will be comedy, there will be sorrow, there will be friendship, and there will be enemies. But above all else, there will be Slav.

The day a person walking down the street gets popped into Equestria is the day it's no longer the VIP section of a club. My name is... irrelevant, at current, my story however is hopefully entertaining to you lot. Don't ask me how this is getting through to you guys, the explanation almost made my head explode. Suffice to say magic, and let's leave it at that.

Alright, I know I already have a self insert HiE, but I wanted to do a more serious one, as in, one that ain't a wishfic. So, without further ado, let's begin my wonderful adventures into the magical land of Equestria. Oh, goody, goody, joy.

Stories have been written, time and time again of heroes and villains. Though in the end the hero usually triumphs, the tale of the villain is many times more important. My name is Reaper, I am public enemy number one to the country of Equestria, this is my story; of how I got here, and of my revenge.

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A very special thanks to Blue Spark, for the fantastic cover art that he took the time to draw for me.