Pax Romana has been saving up his earnings for years to go see the Summer Sun Celebration. When he finally has the ability to go, he takes the first opportunity.

But he was not ready for Nightmare Moon to highjack the event. When she shows up, he’s more than a little confused, and he makes his concerns known. And while he’s got her ear, he figures he should try and talk some sense into her. After all, eternal night doesn't seem like the best strategy in his eyes. How could anypony see if it’s always dark out?

In the wake of a terrible tragedy, Princess Celestia has organized a memorial service to address the masses of hurting ponies.
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This story is my response to violence and hate. We constantly see acts of violence and hatred in the news, some of us have even lived through them, and I wanted to make some sort of meaningful response. It may not be much, but it’s what I have.
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Rated T for some Dark themes.

*NOT A DISPLACED FIC* (anymore)
(First chapter to be revised soon)

Paul was just a guy that wanted to go to Comic-Con International and see the teaser for the new Star Wars movie, but of course, he had to complete his cosplay and buy the replica lightsaber.

Now, he's a Jedi in Equestria, and the ponies need his help. They need him to lead an army against the coming griffon forces.

Paul just wants to go home. He wasn't cut out for a life of war. He wants to go home where it's safe, where he can be just another person in the crowd, and where there aren't mythical creatures trying to kill him at every turn.

But he has decided that he will not sit idly by and wait for a way out while the ponies that so readily accepted him are besieged by the mastermind he brought along with him. He will lead them to victory, that their homeland might be spared.

This is the story of Paul the Jedi Sentinel, General of the Equestrian Armed Forces.