Stoic, an intelligent, straightforward, open-minded, yet slightly emotionless human found his way into Equestria via suspended animation, learning that in his slumber, his technologically unstoppable race has been wiped out of existence by one of its own inventions.

Figuring that he only has three days to live, he must strive to bring back as much of humanity as he can, and the billion lifetimes worth of technological study and experimentation his race sacrificed to make themselves great is good enough for him.

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~~~This fic has/is:

~A profound lack of shipping, mostly because I very much dislike shipping.

~Semi-dark, lots of pretty tense, and scary moments.

~Has a lot to do with other dimensions, but does not reach very far into that realm.  However, this may change.

~7-12 parts planned.

~brimming with references, and revolving around Minecraft quite a bit.