After a horrible accident, Luna is forced to resort to drastic measures in order to save Twilights life. While unconscious, Twilight meets a powerful stallion who claims to be responsible for death, sleep, and all other states of unconsciousness. He turns out to have quite a tale to spin for her, and what he reveals may well be the undoing of one thousand years of harmony.

And so, the rewrite has begun.

"My name is Kevin, and I'm twenty-two years old. Walking home one night, some ^($&er called The Creator sucked me into some sugar-bowl hellhole called Equestria, full of talking magical *#$^ing ponies. I mean, what the hell man. I must be ^&$^ing cooky."

Warning:

If cursing, glaring stereotypes, and total disrespect for anything and/or anyone in the name of mockery offends you, this aint the story for you.

I am she who walks alone through the night to aid those who seek me. Long has this duty been mine, and I feel I must speak of what it is I have seen and done.Come all of you who dream, and listen to the musings of The Dreamweaver.

My name is Ombra della Lama. I am the one who works in the darkness to serve the light. I am an Assassin, and this is my story.

Cover image by chaos-dark-lord.

Side fic written by StormDaDrains Here.

War is a terrible thing that has no place in the Equestrian universe, so what happens when they do it anyway?

Credits:

Idea and original work: Daerthrahl

Editing and some rewriting: Vedavyasa

This is, essentially, my "cover version" of Daerthrahl's story, done with full permission of the original author of course.