...My name is Alex Mercer. I'm the reason for all of this. They call me a killer, a monster, a terrorist... I'm all of these things. Three weeks ago someone released a lethal virus in Penn Station. I woke up at the morgue. Now I hunt, I kill, I consume, I become. I'm gonna find out who did this to me... And I'm gonna make them pay.

Sometimes, when you leave home for a while you come back to things feeling different.
A week and you may find lots of mail.
A month and your neighbors have started using your driveway for trash can storage
A year and people wonder when your house was abandoned
Ten years and your neighbors are probably gone
A century and your house is probably demolished, and a happy cybernetic family has moved in atop its remains.
Two centuries and people would ask why you are using "classic English"
A millennium and you may find you no longer recognize what those things in the sky are, and why the floor keeps glowing for no reason
A million years and you may find your species had to abandon its home-world
A couple million years, and you would find yourself in the situation I ended up in.

A well-accomplished Mage and Traveler, named Frost, finds a note sent by the Mages Guild detailing a new spell and is sent to Equestria after attempting to use the spell. He finds that he cannot leave, but can still use his magic and a limited version of normal Traveling, which allows him to go to other realities of Equestria.

I will be adding more tags and characters as the story progresses. By the way, this is my first fic.