This story is a sequel to Forgiveness Pending

This is the continuing story of the 'Pending' universe as it slowly evolves. Watch the lives established in both Memory Pending and Forgiveness Pending continue as life settles back down into a far more normal pace. Well, normal relative to Equus, anyway. Maybe.

It's more a collection of chapters than a chronological story, and they may not always be in order. It's also officially listed as alternate universe now due to quite a few differences from normal canon.

It will be updated sporadically as I get inspiration for new chapters, and probably never be officially 'completed', hence the title. Anything heavily mature will still be censored and instead released uncut in Censorship Pending.

During the end of dead space 2, instead of escaping, Isaac makes a bold sacrifice to save Ellie from the exploding Titan station and thinks that this is the end. It's not as he is soon brought to another world by something powerful. Something that sees Isaac as no more than a tool for its own use.

But can Isaac prevail and stop this new threat and perhaps learn the ways of friendship while he's at it?

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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.