I don't know how long I have been asleep. It feels like ages. I can't remember who I once was but I know its not who I am now.

The Sun, Moon, Love, Chaos, and Harmony have avatars. I guess I am the World's.

I don't remember who I was but I know who I am.

I have had many names Neltharion the Earth-Warder, The Black Scourge, The Cataclysm, The World itself Given form, but you may call me....

DEATHWING!

A displaced tale. Co-written with CrossRedstone.

Chapters 1-2 Edited by m2pt5/Emtu, Chapter 3 and 12 Edited by Word Worthy

Note: Actual Deathwing is used

Normally a magic hammer calls lightning and shit, you know, smite some bitches. However apparently the one I got never got that memo, so now I am bored as fuck, and stuck in a land of ponies. Time to become un-bored, this should be easy. All I need to do is call in some magic frog fuckers and we got a party, Castle Crashers style.

Huge thanks to Jimmy the Grape for inspiring me to write again.

A Power Lottery story. (Cover image temporary)

His world was different. People were born with powers. After the war that nearly destroyed his world, these new humans became became its savior. Or so it seemed, until humanity lost its unity and went back to its cycle of destruction.

An old soldier lived through this new times. He wasn't sure what he wanted, wasn't sure what else to do with his life.

After falling into a new world, would the people here finally rest his doubts? That might be hard, though, as he was an Embodiment of the concept.

Tags will be added as the story progresses. And yes, for those who noticed. I'm using the same OC from my other story, but since their tales are different it won't be confusing.

For more info of what Power Lottery is, go here.

Become great and Roll for your powers!

Once upon a time in the magicless land of Earth, I was a simple geek on my way to comic con chosing to cosplay one of my favorite literary characters, Eragon.

Such a pity I never made it.

One meeting with a quite odd fellow, a purchase I wasn't entirely sure I wanted, and I was in Equestria holding my receipt.

No returns. No exchanges. All sales are final.

Stop me if you ever heard this one; unlucky schmuck goes to con, finds weird cheap gem, next thing he knows he's causing a TOOONN of destruction in Equestria...

Huh, well then I'll cut to the chase, after escaping my prison in Tartarus I'm ready to put the Hell back in the wheel and make sure those ponies remember my name Beelzemon.

Wait, no my real name is- Ah forget it.

Crossover with Digimon Tamers, no familiarity of the series needed.
A story inspired from the LOHAV.
Special Thanks to M Specter for proofreading and editing.
Begins around It's About Time in the MLP universe.
Rated teen for mild swearing and comical violence.

Hi, name's Marvin.
Well, it was my name back home. Nobody has called me that in a long time now.

When I got invited for the next RPC, I got really excited. Though something, that I wouldn't have dreamt of happened to me. You see, I met this rather odd fellow, who called himself "The Merchant". He said he could help me to perfect my costume and I actually bought something from him.

Not exactly my brightest Idea.

Anyway now I am stuck in a land of anthromorphical horse-people.

In this strange new world I'm now known as Skeith, Terror of Death, the Shadow..., let's say I go by a few names.
While I tried to work out what happened to me, I fought quite a few Villains, though I never killed anyone.

Why then am I so feared by this worlds Inhabitants, you may ask. The answer is simple. After all my powers corrupt quite easilywhich let's me tend to lose control. It's like playing a non-lethal version of russian roulette.

After I conceded to imprisonement, to protect the people of this land, I simply waited. But soon I will walk these lands once again.

Seeing as this is my first time trying anything creative in years, I will appreciate any criticism you have.
Please comment on what you think about this story.

A displaced story about a man who becomes the most powerful being in the universe, at least in MLP terms.
As you may noticed, i have just had a multi-dimensional makeover

Follow Bill in the realm of Equestria in his search for the ultimate goal that all seek in life.
Warning: Contains harsh language and a little bit of gore

My name is Skylar. I'm the kind of guy that... Nobody really saw... since I was an orphan... I was adopted, thank the system for that. About the only thing good beside that was my friends and girlfriend, who were from all walks of life.

Enough about that! I'm a ****ing Pony! An Alicorn I really don't know(Hope I'm not an OC)! I don't remember much other than I'm a Monster/Demon/Alicorn/Human/TF2 hybrid named Brutalight Sparcake, and that I used to like what I am! Also... I feel sad and bitter all the time... I'm more needy than I remember being, I'm really stressed, and more random than Pinkie... Sometimes... It's random...

All I know is I need my friends.

[Displaced] [Sexual Themes] [Excessive language]

One thousand years ago, a girl named Violet (renamed Chaos Jenny), was killed...

Wait, I'm not done!

She lost her friends, and decided to honor their memory by completing a promise to go to Comic-Con as Chaos Jenny. But as she was going, a mushroom cloud forced her to make a deal, and now lives in Equestia.

She was later killed by Celestia and Luna, but A.I.'s never truly die.

Present day, the CMC stumble in on a secret base of a long forgotten foe. What will happen to Equestria when this metal demon repairs herself? Will they be ok? And will the Elements be able to stop her?

All this demon has is a living toy named Robotboy.

Cole Light was a star student. His world was destroyed, and was taken to present day Equestria as the person he dressed as.

Evil Cole from inFAMOUS 2.

Will the Lightning Demon named Cole help Chaos? Or will he fight her.

WHAT SIDE ARE EITHER ON ANYWAY!?!?!?!? GOOD OR BAD!?

When a resident evil merchant offers a great deal on an item beyond authentic, do not accept. Terrible things happen, strange and terrible things happen. All I will say is that the insight to this mess is almost worth it, almost.