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Tartarus: the fabled prison said to hold all of the demons of Equus at bay.

Few truly know what lies behind the impenetrable doors Cerberus guards. Some say that it is a pit, infinite in it's depth and darkness, from which there is no return. Other claim it to be a hellish plain, filled with fire and pain and suffering, to punish the demons for their sins.

All of them are wrong.

Tartarus is small. An inescapable cell for a single prisoner. But the tales about it's purpose are not false.

For this captive human holds the key to unleashing upon Equestria forces which have not been seen for centuries, forces which predate Equestria by many an age.

And soon, he shall be free.

EDIT: Featured on 5/25/14! SUH-WEEEEET!

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This story is a sequel to Headless, not Heartless

Okay, taking it from the top.
Hi, I'm Auric Fulcrum, also known as Frank DeFontaine. For about 1,500 years, I wasn't alive. I instead inhabited my Dullahan costume as a spirit because of my sword, which also brought me to Equestria. Once I got here, after a few years of back and forth, Sunbutt imprisoned me because of a minor misunderstanding.
I heard that!
You were meant to!
Anyways, once I got out, I learned that the Wise One was coming to this reality, so I did what came natural to me.
I sought out the power of the Golden Sun and used it to defeat him so utterly I would never have to worry about him again.
Problem was, the energies that bound me together and the power of the Sun conflicted, so my armor fell apart. And without the armor, I was unbound, unfocused.
I came to a week later in the same basement I had been imprisoned, in my old body, but with a few...upgrades. Like Alchemy being a Thing I can Do.
Now that I'm alive again, my to-do list is radically different, but no less daunting.
For starters, how am I supposed to stop a mountain from sinking into the earth?!

Name's Storm. It's my title, my alias, and my identity.

I've been fighting for centuries now. Thousands of them, in fact. Traveling from dimension to dimension, trying my best to maintain proper balance. Not too much Law, not too much Chaos. Not too much Good, not too much Evil. At the same time, I am different. I have something that's unimaginable. Something that strikes inspiration in allies, fear in enemies, and horror in Gods themselves. A piece of interstellar technology I so aptly named the 'Universal Editor', a device that enables me to 'edit' the Strands of Existence, which then allows me nearly impossible feats.

After a close-encounter and failure to perform my self-imposed duty, I escape with only a flesh wound (or seven). Only to fall right into a realm packed with mythological beings, heavy emphasis on peaceful environments, and colorful technologically-inept equines that constantly try to become closer to me. Let's see how far my remaining sanity will plummet after this...

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Rated Teen (Good amount of swearing, minor descriptive gore, and plenty of violence)
Story began: January 26th, 2012 (Posted on the 27th)
Editors: ShadowHorizons (Editor-In-Chief), SovietBacon
Cover Art (using Photoshop) made by: SovietBacon (artist of original picture [found thanks to EdwardJ] is this guy.)

Servants have their uses, no matter their form, station or handicaps. Marwolaeth Pydredd is one such servant, cursed with an infernal visage that causes any who look upon him to convulse in fear before locating the nearest set of torches and pitchforks. As such, Marwolaeth hides his body underneath layers upon layers of metal and leather, concealing all but the barest glimpse of his eyes with shining metal and sturdy chainmail. For years immemorial Marwolaeth has been guided from town to town, between planes and even into the dens of powerful creatures at the behest of his master, who lends his skills to the highest bidders.

Marwolaeth's newest charge is the peaceful land of Equestria, lent to Princess Celestia herself, in order to guard the Elements of Harmony. Not even five minutes into his new assignment is Marwolaeth asking himself why he's there. A peaceful land has no need for a hardened warrior, and he has no need for the rest such an assignment would provide. What Marwolaeth doesn't know, though, is that trouble is brewing on the horizon, and just under his nose.

Edited by G3k0771

After escaping the Changeling gladiator arena at the cost of a friend's life, Equestria's lone human is attacked and befriended by Twilight Sparkle. This begins a long, strange, and confusing adventure to return home, and discover why he even arrived.

Complete, and edited twice... but If you see something I missed, I'd greatly appreciate it if you'd leave a comment.

Cover art made in Blender.

My name is Aran, and I have lived in Equestria for almost a year now. I don't remember how I arrived to Equestria, but I can never forget what happened when I arrived. Vivisection, the betrayal of trust, and speciesism. This is my story of how the so-called paradise was turned into a prison with only one way out.

Editor: Isaac3924
Editor: Zyrian
Art-cover: Sonson-Sensei

*Disclaimer: A redone story. I decided, hey, this story sucked so why not rewrite it? Now in third person, because third person is cool. For those who were previous readers, please comment down your complaints or complimentary thoughts. I apologize, really I do, but it had to be done.*

A man drowning in poverty and the consequences of his own choices is sent to magical horsey slash bird lion land. Conflicts are arising in many places, and the world that he is thrust into is a melting pot of friction and it's only a matter of time until things begin to boil. He'll adventure to places where he's never been before, be involved in things he didn't have anything to do with anyways, and probably get himself killed. As he goes adventuring through this mystical new world on his quest to do something he himself is not entirely sure of and find out what caused him to be sent there. It all seems so bad at first glance, but to him, it's just a new beginning.

Rated Teen for violence, gore, heavy swearing, and hinted sexual themes. All characters belong to their respective owners. Thank you.
Now adding the comedy tag due to the fact people find this garbage funny. I'm not complaining though. Also removing the prologue, because honestly, it's just a soap opera. Hurr im poor cuz i gots no edyoukashun...

This story is a sequel to Soft Diplomacy

Following the events of Soft Diplomacy, Anon's spent his months working his dead-end job, but he's fine with that. In fact, everything looks good for Anon. He spends his mornings working, his evenings reading in the library, nights partying with his two best friends, always sending a letter to his special somepony off in Ponyville. Fate, however, has other plans for Anon. When he makes the decision to follow his friends, his life will be altered in ways he couldn't have predicted.

The villains of Equestria are tired, tired of losing. So Discord in all of his brilliance set a fail safe, if he were to lose a clone of him was to find the being closest to him in terms of chaos, and give that being his powers, memories and good looks. To create Chaos and recruit allies. He found me.

Original posted 10/9/2014

Popular List 10/9/2014

Feature Box

Set after the Season 2 premiere.
Note; Discord looks like the Discord from the show, while everything else is anthro.

[[Triggers include: Human in Equestria; Human Superiority; Gryphons; some cases of Russian; Military Life; Psychological Experiences.]]
[[If you are subject to dislike from any of these Triggers, then do not bother reading the story, or disliking it, as you didn't read the story, now did you?]]

Enter, from left stage, an elementary school teacher for the young gryphons of Yadrolev. Here, he teaches the fifth grade math, language, science, and art. He has been doing this for twenty-one years, and is a very well-respected member of society. Before he settled down to teach, he had reached the ripe old rank of Colonel in the military, and was an elite Special Operator. He was awarded with a great many commendations, and was a war hero for his country.

Here's the catch: he's not a griffon.

One thing's for sure, he's not your ordinary teacher. In fact, he's anything but. This is his story of how he got to where he is now, and what he's doing as a schoolteacher, of all things.

((Now rated "Teen" for some cursing and random acts of violence.))