(All Special Thanks and information are included in the Preface. Please be reminded this story is NOT in the "Chess Game of the Gods" universe.)

Enter Fatum Fortis Vocat Redux.

While taking a casual hike in a nearby park, Travis soon finds himself lost. What happens next will not only change his entire idea of reality, but quite possibly make him the last hope for two worlds...

(OUT OF SERVICE. GO HOME, KID, THIS STORY'S A GONER.)

Nothing is as they seem. Equestria, a land that many would assume to be the most wonderful world to exist, is all a miraculous illusion. Its joyous environment and lovable equines are all an incredibly convincing lie. Beneath the folds of this world's false beauty is an environment so horrifying, that the most rudimentary of the truth would chill the blood and freeze the heart. Trust me. I would know... a freak like me has seen this world on the inside and out, and has witnessed the terrors it contains.

You think I'm mad... I can see it by the look in your eyes. You think my story is impossible, eh? Well, it's not your fault for thinking that. Who WOULDN'T be driven mad by the horrors I'd seen? But I assure you... all of it, every last word down to the last period, is true.

Now sit down, please... and I shall tell you a tale like none which you have ever heard.

Part of the magnificent world created by the legendary authors Rust and Blackwing. Told in first person, in present-tense.

Art by me.

A young man lost in the hilly embrace of a mountain sleeps the night away under a knot of tree roots. When he wakes he will find himself thrust into a strange new environment, the Everfree Forest. With only his pack and his experience as a Boy Scout to aid him, he must survive, make sense of his surroundings and with some luck, ultimately find his way home. What does one do after wandering beyond the edge of the map? And better yet...

What if you are not alone?

I have been reading fan fiction here for a while and wanted to give something back.
My first fiction ever so constructive criticism is welcome. Fair warning, it takes a while for me to write a chapter so expect gaps between updates.

[Hiatus notice: As of 10/1/2022 this fiction is on hiatus so I may focus on other projects and items, will resume at a later date.]

Rated teen for strong language

Awesome cover art by Carnelian. Seriously, the guy has major skills with how fast he drew this up.

and of course ALL CHARACTERS / REFERENCES BELONG TO THEIR RESPECTIVE OWNERS. “MY LITTLE PONY FRIENDSHIP IS MAGIC” IS OWNED BY HASBRO

NO PROFIT WAS MADE IN THE CREATION / DISTRIBUTION PLEASE DONT SUE ME OR ANY PARTY THAT DISTRIBUTES THIS WORK (unless they try to sell it, then by all means go nuts)

On a dark night filled with even darker magics, an insane cult attempts to give Nightmare Moon a body and life of her own, utterly separate from Princess Luna. But, when the spell is interrupted by Celestia, something unexpected is created.

Now, a little black alicorn filly named Nyx finds herself living under the care of Twilight Sparkle, only to be haunted by memories and emotions from her past. Is she Nightmare Moon reborn or is she simply a doppelganger with a soul and mind of her own? Can Twilight Sparkle protect Nyx from those who refuse to see past her dragon eyes and black coat?

Or, will Nyx be forced to inherit the sins that may not even be hers and become the greatest evil Equestria has ever known?

[Second person fiction between you and Luna]This story is a more realistic take on a pony X royal sister fiction in the sense of how it would actually happen. After a spell cast by Princess Celestia goes awry.....you, a simple brony, have been sent directly to Equestria. No, no instant cutie marks or instant shipping is in this fiction. Trust me, I know what I'm doing. However, if you don't like human in Equestria stories OR steamy scenes, then stay away from this fiction. Simple as that.

Luna decides to stretch her wings for the first time in a thousand years.

A short, simple descriptive piece written with the best of intentions and a nearly lethal blood-alcohol-content.

Spoken Editions by:
-The Living Library.
-Mike Tyson.

(Image credit goes to Dembai of deviantart.com)

Have you ever woken up somewhere you don't recognize? I have, once before. This time was not all that different. Headache? Check. Dry mouth? Check. Upset stomach? Check. Hooves? Uhm, that one is new.

Hi, I'm Bruce and I'm 32. Currently, I'm in a light blue Earth Pony foal's body no one has ever seen before. The rest of Equestria thinks I'm 9 and something really traumatic happened to me. It doesn't help I swear like a sailor and I could really go for a smoke right about now. I just hope that the Everfree Forest, rampaging monstrosities, evil dark abominations against God and the Cutie Mark Crusaders don't kill me before I have just one last drag.

Oh, and ponies are hella creepy when you really think about it. Geez.

A little comedy side project. EDIT: HAHA Main project. More characters to be added if I get that far. Categories might be refined as I write. Entire thing is unplanned except vaguely. Don't Expect excessive cursing to be written out, just hinted at. Oh, and as the character is a 30-ish year old in the body of a 9 year old, sexual jokes might exists but sex itself will not occur.

Special thanks to user Momomojito for the awesome-tastic picture! First fanart, I'm so HAPPY. I've gotten more since then! I should collect it all here. Collected!

A simple click of a button lands the famed Swedish gamer PewDiePie in the land of the ponies, and now he must face daunting challenges and horrid foes in order to save himself and the rest of Equestria. Will he do it? Can he?

Cover art was the best I could find. Sorry for the inaccuracies implied.

MY APOLOGIES FOR MY POOR SWEDISH. Yes, I used Google Translate, and yes I know it's not very good.

Revised as of 06/06/2013
Felix Jackson died saving a little girl from a train. Fortunately, it wasn't his time to go and Death was just about to send him back. But Felix pulls a fast one and tricks Death into sending him to Equestria. And Death is none to pleased about this. It's tough enough to avoid death on earth; but when you're the only human in a world of miniature technicolor ponies, hiding becomes all but impossible.

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Revision editing done by HoovesMcCoy, AuthorGenesis, and Anonymous

Pre-reading done by Hortense, Wazaga, Fantoche the 13th, Sallythemanatee, and munomana.

(Note: The wonderful artist that created the commission for my story is Thunder Cloud, her deviant art is here: http://karithekittykat.deviantart.com/gallery/

Also, this is a Nathan Traveler authenticated spinoff of The Travels )

Madness.

Such a simple little word. Rolls off of the tongue like a nice glass of wine. Stays ringing in your ears like the first and only ringing of the Liberty Bell.

Insanity.

So strange to think that some kind of primal and subconscious emotion could secure itself into a faction of world governing. Not that I am complaining. Or judging whatsoever.

But that’s the thing. In the entire being of life, there are three powers that are in constant play. Neutrality, Good, and Evil. And their respective Travelers. But recently, there is another power gaining itself a seat in the world.

The power normally known as a nuisance. Complete lunacy.

It’s not good, it’s not evil, and it’s sure as hell isn’t neutral. All it goes for is the continuation of itself. However, it doesn’t have a particular patron god, no matter how hard one would try and govern it, the highest power in its rungs happens to be its traveler.

Which happens to be me.