You know when you have these days where everything was changed? I know how you feel, if becoming a fictional character and being transported to another universe, not dimension, go figure, is that thing. This is my story, and boy, is it a tale that shall be told, by me, of course. My original name was Bartholomew Takauji, a guy of Japanese-American descent, and your typically average joe in the typically average crowd. I wasn't in a very good financial position at the time, and my little sister died in a fire in the house, but there was this book I brought that changed it all forever.
How, you may ask. Why? Who? What? Well, my siblings gave me some money for my birthday, and I was able to get to a firmer position on my feet. Over the months, I became better off, and I could afford greater things. Reading was one of my many beloved things. When the flea market came to Sacremento, I scurried off, and this merchant had something rather interesting at his stands, which was also something I rather loved: books, and a whole lot of them, too, but I also loved various franchises from electronic media as well. "Be warned, my boy. If you open this book, there will be no turning back from whenst you came." he said once I picked out a certain book. I was just picking some random book, that's all.
"Alright, I guess." I said awkwardly, not believing what the man said. As soon as I bought the book, I immediately took it back to my home to read it. I plopped down on my bed, laying on my belly. "Manual of the Displaced? Huh, seen better and worse story titles than that." I opened the book, but that decision was my biggest mistake. I jumped backward when the book began to glow. "Hey! What's the big idea?" I tried to run away, but the door slammed shut. "Oh God no! Please let me out of here!" I cried, banging on the door as the book began to glow brightly, and with a bright flash of rainbow light, everything flashed into blackness. "What did I do to deserve this?" I said before I fell unconscious.
When my mind came back to its senses, I heard birds tweeting. Was it all just a dream. "What time is it?" I slurred as my eyes opened to see a blue background with blurry white shapes. I can't move my body, and I feel so thin and bony for some reason, but soon, my vision cleared, and I saw a clear blue sky above me, with a bunch of clouds and the occasional bird flying to a certain direction. The sun was also bright, and I attempted to cover it with my hand, but instead of the familiar human hand, I saw a four-fingered (and yeas, that even counts the thumb), clawed hand that was made entirely out of bones, and on my wrist, was a spiked band. "Wait, what?" I said, my voice a bit deeper than I knew, as I trailed down my arm, hoping it was a prank or a dream. "Gah!" I said in realization as I saw bones. My stomach! Bones! My legs were also nothing but bones, I even felt that I had a TAIL now, despite being bones itself! I attempted to get up, but I felt something hold on to the ground, but I won the struggle, and I felt that I had a bony, spiked shell. "What the hell happened to me!?" I said, feeling the spikes with my hand. I went to check my head, and I felt a draconic face with distinctively oxlike horns, and strangely enough, a lock of hair. But a thought just came to me.
"Where am I?" I thought aloud as I got up and looked around, looking at where I was right about now. I was in a clearing in the middle of a forest, and another thought came to me? What was I supposed to be? I needed a mirror! I turned to see a creek nearby. That will do, I guess. I quickly ran down to the creek, and saw the face of Dry Bowser. Yes, I saw the face of the skeletal form of one of the most iconic villains in history. "I'm... Dry Bowser?" I said, trying to process the information that was now in my mind. Welp, could've been worse. I turned around to think of what to do, when I saw the same book the merchant gave to me. "Why that little-" I said, roaring into the sky, letting out a stream of neon blue flames before my sentence was completed. Man, that was spicy! But my attention turned to the book.
I had the feeling that if anything can tell me anything about my situation, it had to be that book, and it could tell me how to control my abilities, and at best, how to get out of here and back to the way I was, or it was all a dream. The book was exactly the same, but will it bring me back to my world? Only one way to find out. I carefully waked to the book, which had somehow adjusted to my new size, and grabbed it with a bony hand. I turned the page to see... no vortex. Just your regular old ordinary non-magical book.
Shit.
But there was good news. "Manual of the Displaced, a Professional Guide on How to Be a Displaced." I read before turning over to the next page. Dry Bowser or not, I'm now a displaced, or whatever that really means. "You may be wondering why you are different and where you are. Well, you are a Displaced, or Dimensionally Misplaced, as they're called. I know, dimension does not mean universe, but it wasn't corrected because the shorter term sounded much better than something like Uniplaced and it name matched the meaning. Anywho, if you are displaced, then that means you have ended up in another world as a person or character with contact to his/her abilities, and on some occasions, you will have access to abilities from one or more characters as well." Well, it did tell me what I was. I don't trust it, but it's the only reliable source of information I have.
"Alright," I said as I turned the page. "While the displaced can appear anywhere, many of them find themselves in a version of a place called Equestria." Equestria? That's the main place for My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. I was a little bummed that it had to end, but I was mad that they ruined the whole thing, making all the races live in separate universes and turning Twilight into an earth pony, and Spike was a racist from another universe for adults. Why didn't they just keep the old show when they earned so much from it? If this universe had a version of Faust, I would strangle her and break her neck the moment I meet her for what my version did. It would be so relieving, I must admit, but there was a book that needs to be read. "Equestria is a place found in My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, and there are some requirements you must go through. Tip number one: If you are in the past, try not to get on the bad side of Celestia and Luna, you might get stoned for 1,000 years. Tip number two: If you are in the present, befriend Fluttershy first, since she is the most open of the six main characters. Tip number three: It doesn't matter if the character you are is a hero or a villain. Some displaced villians can become heroes and some heroes follow the path of villainy, it's your decision. Tip number four: There is a good chance that you will find other displaced, but it is rare." Well, that's good news. "Sometimes, you may wind up in another generation of My Little Pony, be cautious." I don't mind the other three, but I hate Gen 5, it's a waste of time.
"If you want extra information, then you can turn to the contents." Good enough for me. I turned to the book's table of contents, and saw some various references. "Gotta save it for later." I said as I put the book in my shell, fortunately, it did not go into my stomach, that would've been awkward, weird, and embarrassing to get out. I looked around the clearing before walking out. There's no good in just staying here and getting older, not that I could die, anyway. Could I?
And if I'm very lucky, then I could find some fellow displaced, and maybe even my sister, if she didn't die in the fire like many believed her. They never found the body, or even a skeleton, so there's a chance she could be displaced as some other character in this world, I would expect a fire-based character, so maybe she caused the fire when transforming into whatever she is. As I walked into the forest, I wondered where I was in My Little Pony, if I was in it in the first place.