Drake McCain was your typical adult nerd doing typical adult nerd stuff. Until he got dragged to Equestria by a certain chaotic weirdo. What could possibly go wrong? Everything.

Note: this story will contain the following- sarcasm, ineptitude, dirty jokes (are there any other kind?) and much, much, more!

I have no idea what happened. One second, I'm sitting at my desk, working. The next second, I'm Sombra. Or rather, I'm in his body. And nobody seems to believe me about it...

Now with (amazing!) cover art by Mix Up. You can find their work here.

Equestria. A world of magic and monsters. A world of love and hate. Of good and evil. The line between them should be clear. Black and white. Yet when a mysterious young colt with a strange secret appears with new warnings, will Twilight and her friends determine which side he's on, or will they discover just how blurred the line can be?

Once upon a time, in the magical land of Equestria, there were two regal sisters who ruled together and created harmony for all the land. To do this, the eldest used her unicorn powers to raise the sun at dawn; the younger brought out the moon to begin the night. Thus, the two sisters maintained balance for their kingdom and their subjects, all the different types of ponies.

One day, the sisters stumbled upon an orphaned colt on the outskirts of the Everfree Forest. Although he couldn't remember much of his past besides his name, the two sisters could see and feel the potential coming from him. In the end, Celestia adopted him as her son.

Clyde went to the Merchants stand, and buys only one item. This item is powerful, and it is only because of this one item that Clyde will be able to save the world from the Changeling Queen’s evil!

I don't know where I am. All I have is a backpack, a journal, a knife, and a lighter. How did I get here? Where is here?

A human in equestria. He has forgotten most of his life and is trying to remember it. He can do things by drawing symbols in the ground. How will ponyville take him?

Dr_Squipadelio: Might as well try other stories no?

Mr_Hipopotomonstroses: I still don't get why you just don't write these stories yourself Dr_S.

Sir_Phobia: Just put something there for me. But don't literally put 'something there for me'. Wait are you writing down all of this? Asshole, give me that phone-[Technical Difficulties]

The term alchemy is used differently here and probably be not like other alchemy things you have heard off. I will explain what the humans definition of alchemy is in a future chapter.

I wasn't supposed to be where I was now. Or at least that's what the light in my dream said to me. I was supposed to be a "creator of worlds" it said. I was to create fate or something like that, and manage the lives of millions. But what can I do in a world that doesn't need saving? What can I build with the tool gun to change my fate? But more importantly, why was I chosen to wield such power over said gun?

(Thank you myhe01 for cover art!)

(Special thanks to my EPIC Editor ultra1437)

When a Necromancer is hurled into the place between places then escapes to another world at the cost of his life it is not the end. Being a Necromancer he returns to life with ease, but is skirting the edges of consciousness, and unable to truly wake as a mysterious figure uses magic to put him on the back of a horse to carry him away into the night.

To make matters worse the phylactery he used to save his own life recreated him as a member of the dominant race with... some errors. His injuries are still present and he's now in a much smaller body with his magic drained to nothingness.

So now he's horribly injured, held captive by an unknown force, in an unfamiliar body, in an unfamiliar world and completely exhausted. He's had worse days. He just can't think of any off the top of his head. So familiar territory then, nothing to worry about.

(Thank you again Tulip for the amazing piece of artwork.)

On Hiatus due to Life. Sorry.

Warning!: All characters are human!
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Partial tags: [Crossover] Reason: This takes elements from the game: Metal Gear Rising: Revengeance
[Dark] Reason: It has some moments were "reality" kicks in, so to speak
Waking up on a clearing is a surprising thing, considering the fact I should be dead. I've been overwhelmed with diseases and died a slow death, leaving my family and friend behind. Now I must start off again in the land of Equestria. However i believe there must be another reason why I came here. But that's a bit cliche don't you think? Sometimes fate can be a lovely lady...Or a Sadistic Bastard.

Maybe both?
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The beginning is based on a true life event I had back in November 2013, although i did not die from these diseases, I was almost killed by the septic shock, the entire incident left me in a sour shape for about a month... I'm fine now and i decided to write a story on what would happen if i were to die from the diseases and was sent to Equestria. Somewhat of a self-insert, only has the major events like the changeling invasion, the marriage, and the coronation, etc. Any other episodes will be replaced with this storyline. First real fan-fiction, second attempt. Constructive criticism is NEEDED!

[Displaced Story]

[I own only the plotline of this story]

My name is Roronoa Zoro, but most know me as the Green Demon. Fifteen hundred years ago I was the most wanted creature on Equus. Armies attempted to stop me, only for me to crush them. At one point, they got in a lucky shot and turned me into another trophy from an era best left forgotten.

Now?

I am a type of ally, helping to stop or hinder the coming storm that will shake this very world to its foundations. And they can't find anyone better, much to their dismay.

I have Haki. I have companions. And I've got common sense. Get ready for this demon’s return.

Crossovers (in order) with:

The Mighty Warrior of Epicness/
For Glory! For Equus! For Epicness!

The Price of Power

I’ll Get the Job Done

A Passing Through Kamen Rider