Starswirl the Bearded has been alone for so many years, for millennia. He has no idea how he came to be, but all he knows is the loneliness of being the only one of his kind. That is, till he stumbled upon a jar, a jar that can capture the essence of anything.
However, there are consequences to bringing about new life, consequences that require heroes. And heroes need Harmony.

This story is completely fictional. A journey that absolutely holds no truth. There are those who would proclaim such a ludicrous expedition, truthful. Them, I shall not name. However, these tall tales bring in readers from afar, and with me being unable to travel, I shall make my own voyage.

I write of matters which I neither saw nor suffered, nor heard from reports from ponies I made up...let no pone therefore in any case believe these words.

This story is heavily based on The True Story by Lucian of Samosata

Hardball, member of the Denza Squad, been on tour for 3 months. This is his first real outing, keep an eye on him.

Yessir.

Good, you are headed to the northern front, back up Celly Squad and Blue Squad, they are hard pressed. The damn ferals got them surrounded.

Ronin, a lonesome samurai, was cursed long ago to wander the world. His cure? Nopony knows. Yet as the years go by, he has this unending urge to help those in need. As the satisfaction builds up more and more, years start to slip by, leaving empires and kingdoms to rise and fall.
And yet throughout all of this, Ronin continues to wander.

This story is a sequel to The Unexplained Past

(The story before this is not necessary to understand this one.)

Opaline's will to live is slowly waning. Her power is gone and it doesn't look like she'll be able to get it back anytime soon. Only her blistering rage against Twilight is keeping her here on this earth. That is, until she finds a unicorn filly without parents.

Part of my headcanon, so yeah, if you disagree, then you disagree.

This story is a sequel to Fallout Equestria: Jams of Friendship

(P.S. The previous story does not need to be read)

One bored Jam maker and seller, a Jam buyer, and a curious filly. The three end up on a ship, bound for Neighpon, and they don't remember a single thing!

Once there, they'll have to unravel the mysteries of themselves and the Clans of Neighpon if they are to ever return to Equestria in one piece.

When I saw Smol Twilight and not Big Twilight, I facepalmed. So, taking everything in from A New Generation, Tell Your Tale, and Make Your Mark; I present to you, THE PAST!

Twilight has been presented a prophecy, one that'll determine the future of Equestria. A new threat rises on the horizon and sometimes it's best to step aside and let future generations deal with it.

(Yes, I am disregarding the comics. One, because I don't want to read that nor do I know how to read it. Two, because it just seems wrong. Dunno how else to explain it.)

Oct 7 note/update: I forgot about my notes at the beginning of the chapter. I have deleted them now. No idea why nobody commented on that...

This story is a sequel to The Colt Who Wanted to See the Stars

Everypony, when they are born, are told that the outside world is dangerous. A good pony would never sneak outside the walls.
Sun Seeker, a plain pony, not looking for any adventures or action. Her entire mindset changes when she realizes her life held no meaning.

The endless quest, the Pone of War has set upon himself, is to kill every single God that has wrongfully abused their power. Manipulating mortals for their own amusement, breaking oaths leading to heartbreak, and the cruel torture set upon others.

No matter the timeline, the pantheon, nor injury; the Pone of War will continue.

This story is a sequel to The Hobo: The 'Laughing' Chef

The thrilling conclusion to The Hobo series. Explaining everything and revealing things that may or may not have been known. Follow Sunset as she makes mistakes, bargains, and questionable deeds.

A tale of secrets and reveals.

Note: The order of these chapters are in chronological order, if that helps with understanding, you're welcome. If not, sorry.