Two hundred years have passed since the discovery of the purveyor and the events set in motion by Celestia's endeavor to save her own world. Now, the purveyor has returned from the void and their world will change, for the better... or for the worse.

This is the sequel to The Watcher, it is advised to read it before reading this.

A big thanks to Lord Destrustor for editing. Go check out his work, his stories are definitely worth your attention!

Legends speak of a powerful Demon who reigned over all the land. With his mighty sword, he crushed all opposition with despair. Only through the power of the Essences of Concord was the Demon able to be defeated.

A thousand years later, the Demon shows signs of reawakening. As the Humans, Elves, and Dwarves join together in an alliance to fight the Demon's armies, six young heroes have been chosen to recollect the Essences of Concord and seal the Demon once more.

Meanwhile, a draconequus naps and two sisters play.

Jason has been in Equestria for quite some time and has lived countless lives. Some have been short, others have been rather long. No matter the length, they all share one thing in common. They all end in fire and flames.

He has spent centuries wandering the countryside, gravitating towards events. When whispered words of Nightmare Moon's return reach his ears, his feet take him to Canterlot, where what he encounters leaves himself and many others more than intrigued.

An idea that sparked a story. Immortality is an often used plot device with a Human In Equestria story, and I wanted something different, something new, something... fresh. Thus, the concept of mimicking the phoenix came to life, and from it, this story.

It's been 7 years since this war ended. No one won, and few survived. I just cant get over the fact that I lived and everyone I knew, and loved... is dead. What really gets under my skin is that one man did this. How can one human do this? All I remember before the bombs went off is that his name was really strange, but familiar somehow. I think it was "Disford". At this point I don't care, I stop caring a long time ago. But what I do care about is finding him, and making him pay. I'll make him scream like the pig he is..... AND NO ONE WILL STOP ME!

Hey guys and welcome. Please know that this is my first story so please if any one wants to share their opinions and throw in ideas to help me please go ahead.

"OH! That would be the Elements of Harmony! They're the neatest thing! We each get a jewel necklace--Twilight gets a sparkly tiara--and we used them to defeat Discord and Nightmare Moon with rainbows that go pewpewpew-!"

A clawed glove wrapped over Pinkie Pie's lips, silencing her.

"What does the pink one speak of, pony?" He demanded of Twilight, who sputtered at his question. "Do these 'Elements' hold the power to resurrect humanity?"

"I'm... not sure." She returned, halfheartedly. "They're pretty powerful..."

"Where are they?"

"In Canterlot, the city on the mountains, but-"

He dropped Pinkie and stomped off, leaving her to flop around her stretched-out lips. Twilight saw that he was going out the door and in the direction of the city she had mentioned.

"W-wait! Stop!" She galloped after him.

Thrust headlong into a strange new world, Solaire of Astora must make amends before he can continue with his mission. Unbeknownst to them all, a shadow from his past approaches.

Sequel to The Everlasting Drawback of Immortality.

Celestia and Aren were travelling through the multiverse for 1,500 years now, and Celestia was finally able to learn the travel-spell. Being absolutely happy that she can see her home and her sister again, she went alone to Equestria. But she quickly learned that this is not the Equestria she remembered.

Ponyville is made out of strange red goo, and the streets seem to be made out of black sludge. On top of that, strange insectoids walk around the planet. There was only one question in Celestia's mind.

Where are the ponies?

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I strongly advise you to read the prequel to this story. It is possible to read this without having read the first story, but expect Celestia to be a bit OOC. Her personality changed over my first story, and if you haven't witnessed this, you might think she's OOC. You will also be confused at some points, because I won't explain everything from the first story again.

A long, long time ago, there was a knight who set out on a noble quest to save a fair maiden and, if possible, slay the dragon keeping her captive.

Only... things don't always go as planned.

Many thanks to the incredibly talented hattonslayden for letting me use this picture for the cover art. Check out his work some time!

Update: featured? Oh my... I feel all tingly inside...

Pulled into a strange world where myth and legends are real. Unable to communicate to the native creatures here, or even able to move for that matter... How is a human supposed to adapt to this strange world, or even manage to keep his sanity when he is encased in stone.

A letter sits upon a table where it had not just a moment before. A golden glow lifts it as it unfurls in front of the reader.

Let us see here, how to begin?

Well, I suppose the best way to do so is with introductions. I am Prometheus and while I was, as one might say, tied up for quite some time I noticed your world. I have to say it's quite interesting, but unfortunately stagnant as well. So Miss Celestia I, being the patron of progress that I am, have sent someone your way. He is not a creature native to your world, a species I personally have a great deal of interest in, they're ambitious little scamps. I am bestowing a gift upon him as I send him, one he will in time learn to master. It is my hopes he brings progress to your world, but as the past has proven on many an occasion the best intentions can at times have the worst effects. We'll just have to see how it goes won't we.

Sincerely,
Prometheus

Ha, not as smart as the bastard thinks he is. I managed to snag the paper from him. So "Miss Celestia" my name is Coal and apparently I'm supposed to stir up some dirt. I'll admit I know just as much as to what is going on as you do, but if he's the Prometheus I'm thinking of, things might be a little more complicated than he'd let us believe. Crap, he's coming back. Ummm... Why did I just waste time writing Ummm?

Winter is coming... I'm disappointed with myself if that's the best I can come up with.