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Handy is not a happy man at the best of times.

He was even less happy to find himself in an alien world that offended the very laws of physics and got injured for his own stubborn refusal to accept the obvious path fate had apparently laid out for him.

For his trouble he is now on a journey, with the long term goal of finding his way back home, only to find himself involved in plots and machinations so far above his head and cares that he quickly becomes a pawn in a game played by powers who care not for his well-being.

Quite like his life back on Earth if you think about it.

Needless to say, Handy does not care for any of it. He is much more preoccupied with the more immediate and pressing mundane concerns of day to day life a human needs to worry about while in Equestria.

Obtaining a new pair of shoes for example.

All this and one almighty hangover, what's the worst that could happen?

Rated teen for harsh language and minor violence

Proofread by JBL, Jude and Usurper

A single monster hunter, in a region she can barely survive, advising a lone guardsmare, who’s not even supposed to be here, on how to defend a town neither of them are familiar with, against a threat nopony knows. Welcome to the Parks and Wilderness Guard.

Originally written as a greentext for /mlp/'s Royal Guard Mare Thread. 2nd person version can be found here.

Alric, the Chosen Undead, had spent eons in the broken time of his world studying the Curse and searching for a cure. In his research, he learned the horrifying truth. Gwyn had cast the curse upon mankind when he linked the flame to perpetuate the Age of Fire, fearing the natural cycle and the rise of the Dark. In doing so, he damned the world to a slow and agonizing apocalypse, merely for his own lust for power and inability to allow the cycle to happen as it should.

Thus Alric made it his purpose to undo the curse and restore the natural cycle of light and dark to undo the damage Gwyn had wrought. But in the final moment, while he was on the verge of accomplishing his goal, he stumbled into a trap laid upon the First Fire by Gwyn to prevent what the Lord of Cinder had set into motion from ever being undone.

Alric was cast through time and space to a universe not his own. Landing in the Frozen North over one thousand years before the rise of Twilight Sparkle and her friends.

Can he find his way back to fulfill his purpose before it's too late? Or will he succumb to hopelessness and go hollow upon realizing there is no way back?

And what of the two adorable fillies he found within the frozen ruins of a village destroyed by windigos, and saved from freezing to death? What shall become of them?

"Captain...Lord Captain's Log: Date... what? I don't.... I have awoken. I am covered in bandages and medical devices. I... have no recollection of who I am and what I'm doing here. My doctor says it's amnesia. Boy, if that's all that was wrong with me today... everybody around me is expecting me to be somebody important, somebody grand and impressive. I hope I still am. I had best get my act together, whatever it is, before whoever my boss is finds out that I don't remember what my job is. I mean, what even is a Rogue Trader, anyway?

...That's it. End log."

Destiny or chaos, I wouldn't know the reason, but for some reason my life had a clean slate.

Now I am Wizbell Star, a little colt with great desires to explore magic and this new place full of Ponies?

Here the magic is real, not a delirium, not a visual falsehood, it is tangible!! I can do magic, study it, understand it, a small childish desire comes back to give me a purpose to live.

Now I am not just another cog in a society that tries to get money for tomorrow without any ambition or purpose beyond surviving.

For the first time... I am living.

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03/12/23
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I will add the tags during the course of the story because I'm not sure whether to add some of them or not, so I will only add them when I have some content that supports having them.

Centuries ago, the younger sibling of the Solar Princess was sealed away. What followed that was the disastrous rebellion of the young sister's soldiers. Once the rebellion was crushed along with the Lunar Branch of the diarchy a period of harmony begun... or at least that was what was said. During this period, an "Incident" happened that nearly caused the collapse of the Solar Monarchy. An event that was "lost" to history. Centuries later, after the resealing of Discord; Princess Celestia summoned Twilight Sparkle for a secret mission.

"Twilight Sparkle, please help the Lunar Captain make some friends."

A journey regarding the hidden dark past of Equestria waits for the young hero.

Dr. Nikolai dies in an accident while researching about wormholes, trying to turn back time despite it seeming impossible and ends up waking up in the Everfree forest in the body of a young pony, unaware of what he is.

His experiments on magic, his newfound interest attracts attention to himself despite his desire to remain hidden.

(The Art on the cover page is mine. Do not steal. You can ask and use if I agree.)

On the wrong side of bars is the place one doesn't tend to want to find themselves in. Allowed out quick, sure. But with a punishment.

I have found out that I am bad at titles. Making good titles that represent the story is not within my capabilities. Really, how do you expect little old me to pump out a word or two representing an entire story?

Picture, if you will, the most mundane of existences that could ever be imagined on our planet. What you just thought up was probably very much like my own, happy, regular, uninteresting-in-every-possible-way life. Simply mix in a healthy dose of 'staying away from women or romance of any kind at all costs' and you've got it down pat.

Well, that didn't last long.

I guess all that boring-ness was saved up in some cosmic karma pool or something, because I've suddenly woken up in a strange pony land where everything's flip-flopped and I'm treated like a helpless child. And all with a new body, to boot!

Joy of all joys.

Hi, my name's Heath. Here's my story.

RGRE

This narrative is essentially the culmination of everything I've wanted to see happen in similarly-themed stories but never did. It is my belief that perhaps the best reason for writing a story is that you really want to read one that has not yet been written. That was certainly the case for Libero.

In any case, I won't spoil too much, but the purposeful lack of Comedy, Human, or Slice Of Life tags should be indication enough that this fic will not be following the path of its predecessors.

Updates will likely be very sparse, as that's just the kind of writer I am.

When my parents told my sister and I that we would be moving to Canterlot, Virginia, I thought it would be a chance for a fresh start. Finding out that Canterlot was populated by cartoon characters put a dent in that plan, and being the only one who noticed for some reason didn't help. On the plus side, I made two new friends! Sure, they might be a little insane eccentric, but at least they haven't ghosted and/or knifed me yet.

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