SPOILER!: This contains lore and what the Warframes really are. If you haven't played the Second Dream quest and don't want to be spoilt, do not read until you complete it.

My name is Karn, it's been over one-thousand years since I became a Tenno.

I've faced all sorts of horrors and challenges.
The grineer, a race of clones, seeking out others to stabilize their own DNA and hating anything or anyone not like them.
The corpus, a conglomeration of commercial and industrial interests, they acquire Orokin technologies and warframes to trade and sell using any means necessary.
The Infested, an ancient plague created by the Orokin to combat the 'Sentients' but has spread throughout the system.

Me and the new Tenno Greavus who uses the new Nekros warframe were sent to assassinate a grineer general, but Greavus struck a deal with the grineer and left me within the ship while the grineer tried to take my warframe for experimenting. Long story short, they failed.

I barely managed to escape to the void in an attempt to take down Greavus, but my Orbiter and Liset are damaged during flight.

My Orbiter exits the void right above a bright planet. With its engines down, the ship crashes right into a city on a mountain during an invasion.

I arm myself and leave the Orbiter, but for the first time in centuries, I'm not prepared for what greeted me... Small colourful equines.

Warframe/MLP crossover, image is my rhino warframe and the one used in the story.

The Cutie Mark Crusaders (or rather, The Cutie Mark Crusader Paranormal Investigators) go on a late night escapade to see if the stories of the evil necromancer are true. Of course, they bite off more than they can chew, but is this for the best? Or is the shadowy bogeystallion chasing them through the night out for blood?

Shudderbones has accepted the Apples as his new family. Big Mac is like a brother. Apple Bloom and the other Crusaders are like younger sisters.
And Applejack... Applejack was the mare that he knew his heart belonged to.
But with a disturbing fetch of himself appearing to him in dreams and mirrors, Shudderbones is afraid of losing his one chance of being happy.

Want to read chapter drafts before they're published? The password is shudderbones.

Cover image is Shudderbones by myself (my DeviantArt is dr-steampunk)
it was honestly a quick sketch, so don't judge TOO harshly, it's just to give a basic idea of what Shudderbones actually looks like.
Yes, he is supposed to be tall and thin.
His mane and tail styles are exactly what they are supposed to look like.
This not Nightmare Shudderbones or Oscurdia.

If you are able to sketch a better cover, please feel free to do so. The only credit I'd like is having the drawing titled Shudderbones somewhere and to have me, SkelePone, as the OC's owner. Otherwise you could use the image for whatever else you wanted.

If you would like to write a story about Shudderbones, feel free! If I approve of it, that means your story will be canon with the Shudderbones universe.

After long nights searching through the forbidden archives of the Canterlot Library, you finally find a small tome hidden behind stacks of scrolls about the pre-classical era. The book is thick with loose pages inserted between the regular ones, standing out in odd angles. One of them slips out as you take the book from the shelve and falls to the ground. You pick it up and lift it in front of you. It is a note, written in clean and minimalistic hoofwriting.

To whoever finds this book:
If you managed to come this far, and are actually able to read this tome, know that you have taken the first step in uncovering the secrets of necromancy.

Beware! This writings will make you question yourself and everything you hold true. But if you are still reading, then I guess your mind is already made up. So read on then my poor lost pony, and take the second step, for in your hooves you hold the Diary of the Necromancess.