It was just a normal day for the ponies when tortoises are coming out of nowhere, each having different appearances.

It was just a normal day for me. Go to game con and pick up a Keyblade replica while dressed as Sora in his kh2 outfit minus the shoes. I didn't find one but I did get two keychains from a creepy merchant. Then I find myself in Equestria. Stuck in a world I thought was fiction I will do everything in my power to save this world from Darkness. That is if I can survive having a Changeling Queen after my heart. Nor did I expect to become like a brother to the Princess of the Night. Oh boy have I got my work cut out for me.

On that fateful night on the moon, the princess of night is truly no more, and from those ashes, rises a new entity that is forced to take over her mantle, all her good and her sin.

Destiny weaved by the harmony itself laid before her. A part of the grand story, to be a tutorial villain, to be an exposition giver's sidekick, and to be slaved away beside the golden throne, then retired to a hut in god knows where, lost in history.

"Fuck that I'm out"

And so begin a new tale.

1. Half of "dark" tags are there as precaution because i will skimps over a bit but very rarely. for example Non-consensual will be use one time on no-name one-time oc character in a flashback. as far as i planned currently.
2. This is my first time writing a long novel. I promised to post the full plot outline somewhere if I somehow unable to finish it.

2012, the year the world was going to end. I really didn't think much of it, to me the world would be the same no matter what happened. Earth is violent and lacking real heroes. Maybe in my sleep I'll dream of a better world if this one does die.

... Oh that's new, God's in my dream.

Crossed over with:
A Wielder and His Students
Keybearer
Foretellers
Life of A Nobody
Keys to the Harmoy
Lost in Her Time of Need

Crossover with Kingdom hearts. Story that gave me the idea here and the story that inspired that one is here!

Queen Chrysalis took everyone and Starlight felt that she needed more help, but Discord has other ideas by bringing in 4 Penguins little did Starlight, Trixie and Thorax knew that these are not “JUST ANY regular Penguins,” BUT The Penguins of Madagascar.

Ps takes place During Mlp episode To Where and Back Again Season 6 and just before The Penguins of Madagascar Movie begins.

The battle against evil. A never ending cause that spans across infinite universe. Despite how different each and every reality may be, there is one constant. Good vs Evil.

But what happens when the evil forces of two separate worlds come together? Can one world's heroes handle another world's villains? The Elements of Harmony can handle any magical foe, but what will they do when their foe sends legions of mechanical monsters against them? And while the Freedom Fighters can smash through any machine, can they stand against the darkest of spells and darkest of souls? Can the heroes, who have such different tactics and stories, overcome their differences to take on the task at hand?

But above all else...is there enough room in this crossover to fit both Rainbow Dash and Sonic's egos? I hope so.

A KH crossover of MLP. Spike has been call names and teated like dirt since the night of the party, the six don't talk to him or listen but force him to do work for them, the CMC and his other friends avoid him but only talk to him by making him feel bad be calling him names and such, and now he dreams of seeing other worlds. lastly he goes to strange worlds that are odd as his but they people there don't seen to care that a dragon is talking to them.

Any music and picture in this fic belong to their rightful owners.
Owners of any enemy belongs to Xelku9,
Owner of keyblade images belong to Marduk-Kurios, xNovafox,Weapondesignerdawe, Setoshiarenharikai,Zfshadowsoldier, Kiekesuke

Here's EAW's timeline btw

And here is an image of the map of EAW + Europe.

Late Victorian era Europe of 1888 is inserted into the EAW universe in their respective year of 774ALB (Just after Grover I fails his invasion of Sicameon). Also, none of the Europeans remain human. Discord blushes.

Grover I, or the soon-to-be, "The Blessed," rests his creaky bones as he receives news of the defeat against Sicameon. Grover II will remember that. He pays little mind to this advancement, after all, he expected as much considering he only sent a meagre force mostly comprised of levies and Acquilean sellswords in his so-called 'military expedition,' though, he regrets the unifying effect he inadvertently initiated on the Parishes.

Across the sea, Celestia, as always carefully schemes and manipulates the fates of her neighbours, namely, Severyana, of which royal family and attached royal court she had been patiently nudging into a hyperbolic pit of Tartarus every generation or so to orchestrate a succession crisis. She figured they would blow up in 22 years. Of course, she could just ditch the mind-numbingly slow subtlety and just kick the Tzar in the flank and turn the boyars into ash, but she doubted the proud burghers and peasants of Severyana would appreciate that one bit.

Meanwhile, in Europe.

The Brits wept at the loss of their source of tea.

The Russians purchased a noose upon realising there was nothing past the Ural mountains.

The French erupted in civil disobedience, protests, riots; political and regular violence epidemic, Paris was in ru- oh wait, sorry, France was completely normal.

The Germans drowned themselves in beer. To their wives, 'it was because they had turned into mythical lion-eagle hybrids'. But really, they always finding excuses to get plastered.

The Austro-Hungarians continued to be a tongue-twister, and the powderkeg they sat on turned into a RBMK reactor with Dyatlov in charge.

The Italians surrendered to their mirrors when they awoke.

The Swiss became dragons.

The Spanish pretended that they had lost alot.

The Nords ate glue & paste.

The Balkans became Balkan-ier.

And the Portuguese... Uh, they existed.

Written on a phone.

I don't check my work. (It drains my motivation)

About my writing style: Why yes, I enjoy the mass assault doctrine. How could you tell???

I'm creatively bankrupt and have been playing an unhealthy amount of Victoria III and Equestria at War, and after my 9th playthrough of genocidal Suntail and Funni black flag Russia, I had the brilliant idea of writing a fic with the premise of Victorian Europe tryna scramble up the continents of Equus, Griffonia and Zebrica during their kinda-Renaissance.

It is very niche, but this story is mostly for me. I had to make a part of my brain shut up and unfortunately, my lobotomist got arrested, so I gotta do this now.

Yay, I got featured.

The shitty title pic is mine.

Adam Inns has always been a simple man. For him, whiling his days away in a log cabin with a good book and a good view is a life well spent, no matter which planet he inhabits. But one day, after a misunderstanding with a Royal Guard gets Celestia involved, she decides to have a little fun at Adam's expense, and he suddenly finds himself as the proud owner and sovereign of a brand-new country, his to do with as he pleases.

However, the joke slowly finds a life of its own, as the poor and outcast find themselves on Inns' doorstep, with nowhere else to go and little reason to love Equestria. As the new state begins to grow into its own, Adam discovers that the calculus of rulership is not as forgiving as he once thought - and as the Equestrian system shudders under the weight of a thousand years of status quo coming to an abrupt end, his newfound convictions soon put him on a collision course with his friend, Celestia... a course neither may be willing to correct.

Can harmony and friendship really prevail against cold, hard realpolitik?