Don't get me wrong being a unicorn is cool. You get to do a bunch of different kinds of magic. But why for the love of all that is holy why am I this guy. It wouldn't be so bad except I have two princess's that keep gushing over me saying things like how they missed their favorite teacher, and worst of all there's a certain lavender-colored alicorn that has a fangasm every time she sees me. Well, that part ain't so bad and she is kind of cute. Never the less I am here in Equestria and I'm a pony even though I look like him I might as well make the best of it.

Oh hell who am I kidding somebody just shoot me!!!!

As you guessed this story takes place after season 4

Being struck by lightning sucks.
Being struck by lightning and transported to a world of technicolored pastel talking ponies really blows.
Especially when you get turned into one of the most powerful Apex predators to grace the silver screen.
I'm talking about the Indominus Rex.
So here I am a giant prehistoric type monster stuck with a bunch of ponies.
And truth be told I'm one of the biggest softies you could ever meet.

Nightmare Moon's return was not without incident and injury. Those that were chosen by the Elements suffered and were pained in the attempt to save Celestia's younger sister. While they succeeded, the trial left scars.

Princess Celestia sees this as everything going as planned and is ready to use the new Bearers for anything she needs taken care of.

Princess Luna thinks the group should be protected and only used when the situation is at it's most dire.

A compromise is made and Luna is allowed to form a team to deal with threats that do not require an orbital strike from a friendship canon. Provided she can find those willing.

With the memory of Nightmare Moon still fresh in every ponies mind, Luna is unable to find ponies who are willing to serve her readily.

So what is a Princess of the Night to do?

Not recruit ponies obviously.

[ Story has my usually Lewd jokes and comments but no sex and thus the warning is here. Story not affiliated with TGaP or SiS. It's just yet another idea i had. ]

This is the story of a man and his destiny and it starts the day he died...and become the gamer!

I do not own anything I use in this story other then the character deltorix, I'm writing this for entertainment so I'm within fair use

Tags will be added when needed, and for those who think this is a self insert it's not deltorix is my OC and his personality is different then mine.

(Displaced ) I liked the Pokémon that was in Ash's team in the XY series. Goodra was a sweet, lovable. And one power house to go up against. But it's not all I liked about it. But now I am one! It's not that bad, I mean I'm a Pokémon and look cute... Thing is, from where I stand now. Not a lot of life can be seen. Guess a little help with water will turn it around... Better start then.

Added tags:
Romance (light or normal)

A young man who's dying with less than a year left in good health decides to put his fate in the Tarot Cards and follow a rumor, hoping for it to be true. Cosplaying as Velvet Room Resident Minato he searches and finds the Mercant and makes a special order.

With access to the Wild Card he will change his fate, seek out the truth and break the chains of rebellion in order to find his true purpose in existence and make sure to enjoy every second of it as the new Messiah of Equestria.

(This is a traditional displaced story)
(I want to give this genre a try and just have fun with it. This story will however not take place in the displaced multiverse, at least I don't plan too. Might change in the future but I want the story to get a proper start first before I do any crossovers.)
(The sex tag is more for descriptions, innuendos and other sexual implications.)

Mlp owned by Hasbro
Persona and Shin Megami Tensei is owned by Atlus

H̵͖̋̂ͅể̶̜ḻ̷̦̤̉̀p̶̫̿̏ ̴̼̺̠̂̃m̷̖̲̪̋̌͗e̸̦͒̆̎,̴̛̙̽͜͜ ̸̗̓ȟ̴̺̩̭̽ȅ̸̐̽ͅl̷̮̅͆͋ͅp̶̜̗̚ ̷̧̤̥͒̔m̶̬͚̘̈́̍̚ë̴̹̺́́,̷͓̋͌ ̸̳͔̉ͅh̷̯̓̀͗e̶̖̾̓͋l̴͔̹̅̑p̸̜̱͒ ̸̲̝͘m̵̽ͅe̵̠͛̀,̴̪̱̳͋͒͝ ̷̧̼͖͆̀͝h̵̠̅̀̌e̷̡̡̿̿̉l̷̞̞̓͂p̶̱̰̉̀ͅ ̴̢̦̏͒͐m̴̰͑͠e̴͇̠̲͌̈́̎!̴̙͓̐̎ͅ ̵̙̞̕͝͝Ǐ̸̬̖̋̓t̸͚̎̏̈́ ̵̱͓͘h̴̨̟̀͒̌û̴̬̈́̕ȑ̵̢t̸͍̅s̴͈̭̄ ̴̯̥͗́s̵͍͐͒͗o̴̙̓ ̸̛̠͊m̷̻͕̀̚u̶̻͋̈͋͜c̵̩̫̜̅h̴̭̎ ̸͖̘̃́I̴͎͕͗̋͌ ̵͈͗

> Data Flow Disrupted_
> Attempting Resyncchronization_

Help me, Help me, Help me, Help me!

> System unable to resynchronize with Data Flow

It Hurts so much! I want to Forget but I can't! Please someone Help me forget!

> Terminating Data_

I Hurt, it's so cold... I'm so tired...
Nothing... there is left, no one left.

> Reformatting Data_
> Memory Alteration Initiated_

No... nothing left to protect... is my duty done...?

No it's not done We must save them, I must bring them back I must PROTECT THEM!

This is an Elsword Displaced story and despite how creepy the description is the story will not really be too bad. Now on that note the dark tag is there for a reason and there will be some adult themes going on. It's not bad enough for a teen rating but there will be some points involving depression and other things along those lines.

I was invited to an online game of chess. Now I'm in the void with a god helping create a world...By playing chess.

(I'm not sure if I could classify this as HiE also I highly recommend you have a image of a chess board so you can follow along)

We have all read the stories about a human waking up as N.M.M in the castle of the two sisters heck even I've read a bunch of them. They were always my favorite with a normal guy trying not to get blasted by rainbows for having the same body as some villain.

But never thought that could happen to me!

Now my hair is on fire, I'm most likely 6 years old and this castle I woke up in looks an awful lot like a certain one that located in the magical land of Equestria.

But that's only fiction right?

Well if there is one positive thing about this...I got to keep my hands.

(level 4 anthro)
Previous Cover art from my friend Sonata Dusk951 Send him some Love

Now with Editors HeBogin and The-Hidden-Fox

(JESUS JUMPING JEREMY I GOT FEATURED 20/05/2020)
(IT HAPPENED AGAIN SQUEEEEEE 21/05/2020)
(AGAIN WOOOO 23/05/2020)
(10k VIEWS 25/01/2021)

After visiting my father's grave the only family member who gave a damn about my life, I made my way home. Once I reach the door, I found a box, and when I read the label, it almost gave me a heart attack it was from my father. Little did I know that my dad had left me one final parting gift to his little girl.

note: there will by gore in some world that the charter will head to.