A lone clone trooper finds himself waking up within the dark confined transportation bay of an L.A.A.T. he'd been riding on. He learns quickly that he's apparently the only surviver of a harsh crash landing, leaving the ship in heavy disrepair.

With nothing to gain by simply sitting there, the clone ventures out in an attempt to find civilization and hopefully make his way back to the Grand Republic, and the galaxy-wide war. However, he soon realizes that this task isn't gonna be an easy one, and this planet seems to host quite a few oddities and mysteries. From its population of colorful ponies, griffins, dragons, and tons more creatures, to its primitive technology and mystical ways of life.

But another factor is quick to present itself, for this entire planet and its inhabitants are blissfully unaware of the blazing war that's raging just beyond their skies. A war that could come raining down on them and destroy their peace in seconds...

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”So do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.”

Hazen Smith was your average young man. He has lived a pretty decent life thus far, and now he is currently attending the college of his dreams at Oxford University.

But his life gets overturned when he learns from an old man in a bar that he is none other than the Dark Lord of Mordor; Sauron, the Lord of the Rings.

Surely you shouldn’t trust old men in bars right? So what happens when Hazen awakens as you guessed it Sauron, with all of his memories back to boot. Is this his second chance for a new life? One where he can bring himself a purpose of goodness when all he has ever done was tear others down? Why is he trapped on a world of mythical creatures, and what does this world have to offer that can bring him the purpose that he so desires?

{Contains Silmarillion elements, readers are encouraged to give insight into any inconsistencies that I make. It’s greatly appreciated!}

{Romance tag is for later chapters, so you might have to wait a bit for that part.}

Inspired by Reforged: Tyranny is Magic by Arawndil. You can read it on Fanfiction.net.

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I don’t own crap save for this story.

A son saves his father, and both are whisked away. In their journey, a new world is found. New friends are made. A new threat rises. A new power is uncovered. And the first chapter to a new legend is written. Part one of the "To Walk the Sky" series.

Co-written by Nasubrony and proofread by the Psychopath.

Many of these so-called ponies believe they were the first to discover the land that is now known as Equestria. They were wrong, of course. Those idiotic Humans, inebriated Dwarves, and the pitiful vomit-inducing, tree hugging, frolicking Elves littered the landscape first all the while living their simple, boring lives. The ponies and the other smattering of races moved here over time from some other land. If they were still here, the various original races meeting the ponies would have made for a bit of a chaotic first contact considering they used dumber cousins of the ponies as labor and mounts. It's too bad that didn't happen, oh I could have enjoyed watching that carnage with a nice bowl of salamander eyeballs.

But, well, one or one-hundred powerful wizards attempting magic beyond their capabilities on magical artifacts beyond their comprehension tend to make things go... explodey. In a single snap of my claws the entire human race, and all of the other "intelligent" races as well, were simply gone. Vaporized in a magical wave of energy. The landscape left even more magically scarred than when the Tower Heart of the old Dark Tower went kaboom. We minions fled back to the Netherworld from whence we came and waited for the land to heal, and hopefully for some other race capable of thought to come knocking at its gates.

We waited a long time for that and now we should really get around to finding a new Master, none of the races showed any real promise so we need to do this ourselves. Giblet seems to have found something promising while digging around the cave of a local dragon (the dragons seem to have gotten smarter too), so I'll have to go give that a look-see and pray to Darkness nothing weird comes out of it.

But as I always say... Evil always finds a way.

-Gnarl, the Minion Master, on the origins of Equestria

Jacob Irving is not your average human. He's not popular, impoverished, and devoid of purpose. Seeking an escape from his life, he stumbles upon a hole that unexpectedly transports him to Equestria. Since he no longer calls himself Jacob Irving, he calls himself by a name he used to go by.

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Human X Pony

Human in Equestria

Kenneth is your average everyday person, all up until he was tossed off a boat and into an insane asylum. Unable to speak nor learn their language, ken decides to stick by the only two ponies that he can communicate with. Just when things are starting to look up, and the ponies start to grow on him, reality throws one last curve ball his way.

This story is a sequel to Anon Buys the Everfree Forest

Anon is here and still very much on his bullshit. While he now has the run of his expansive property, not only does he have to assure his sovereign soil receives proper international recognition, he now has a flock of citizens seeking his guidance, expertise, and wisdom.

Ah well, one out of three isn't so bad, right?

Art is once again by me, lol.

I've had my fair share of critics in my line of work. It's understandable—someone with the power to invoke fear in those he touches? Yeah, that's someone I want to watch over me and my children.

But that's what I am now; a Metahuman Agent, using this and the other 'perks' of my unique condition to help my team in taking down the baddie of the day. Of course, it was while taking down the baddie of the day that I fell victim to his malfunctioning machine; a Rift that tossed me, randomly, to a head-scratchingly insane world of magical, talking ponies...

All I can do now is wait, pray I can get home, and try to show them I'm not the monster I appear to be.

(Dread's homeworld is based somewhat on the Little Victory comics by jollyjack; an Earth where metahumans are enlisted and trained by the government to defend the populace from threats, big and small.)

When an Old God dies, its physical form is destroyed, but it’s essence remains in Azeroth. After a few millennia, they will be strong enough to manifest their form once again. In a sense, they can never die unless they are literally ripped from the world like Y’shaarj was.

When the God of Death is killed in Ulduar, he is brought to a strange new place called Equestria. His essence is greatly weakened from his arrival, but every day his strength returns and his visions become real. The magic of this world is fleeting, and his power cannot be contained forever. When the God of Deception, Master of Fate, Hope’s End, Fiend of a Thousand Faces, Beast with a Thousand Maws, and ultimately, the God of Death, escapes, will he bring the world to its knees?

Whatever he chooses, all who inhabit this miserable little seedling will know his name. All will know of Yogg-Saron…

I do not own My Little Pony or World of Warcraft

Crossover of MLP: FIM and WoW. You do not have to play WoW to understand the story, but if you want, look up Yogg-Saron on Google and you will see him. Some fandom pages should give his origins and stuff.

Source of cover art is the “DOOM!” card from Hearthstone. A gif of it is on Twitter here: https://mobile.twitter.com/PlayHearthstone/status/729415648011386880

First MLP fanfic, but don’t go easy on me lol.
Reviews and feedback appreciated; I hope you enjoy!

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This story is a sequel to The Book of Water: The Marriage of the Slave King

The Slave King, the Lord of Earth, was once one of the most powerful deities on the Pantheon. Feared and respected by his peers and enemies alike, he had it all. But then disaster struck, and he was forced to make an unwanted choice. Now he's married to a woman he never loved, bedridden and crippled by some unseen assassin, friendless and vulnerable, buffeted from every side by traitor and enemy alike, and entangled in an endless web of lies and deceit.

Princess Luna, the Beautiful, Lady of Night, was once beloved and desired by all. Once, many sought after her to behold her loveliness and share her wisdom. But now, few seek an audience at her throne in Londwhinium, and even fewer still seem to appreciate her nights. A voice whispers to her, tempting her, taunting her, berating her. She thought marriage would end her loneliness, and bring joy to her desolate heart. She was wrong, she's still unhappy, and the voice refuses to remain silent.

These two souls, bound together by chance and circumstance, each seeking and never finding. Will these two ever find peace, and more importantly each other? Or will they be driven apart, to wander lost and alone in the raging heart of winter?

Part two, of books two of four, of the Slave King Saga
Book one can be found here: The Great Slave King
Part one can be found here: The Book of Water: The Marriage of the Slave King
And if you want something a little bit different try: Equestrian Tales Told by Tavernlight

TV Tropes Page: The Great Slave King: Special thanks goes to gentlereader Abstract Indigo